I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

Kasugano Sora followed behind without saying a word, but her brown eyes also fell on Gabriel.

Gabriel was pulled by Yui without a word and brought to the door.

The room wasn't big, but it was kept very clean.

A single bed covered with light blue sheets was placed against the wall, next to a small desk with a brand new desk lamp on it.

The windows were spotless, and moonlight streamed in, casting a gentle glow on the floor.

That clumsy, silent, yet incredibly solemn sentiment was presented to her in a tangible form.

Gabriel stood at the door, remaining silent for a long time.

"...Acceptance is passed."

After a long while, she softly uttered those four words in a tone as if she were inspecting a divine kingdom.

The voice was soft yet clear, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

"Hehe, what's this about being qualified or not? We're family!"

Yui Yuigahama smiled and opened her arms, giving her a big, warm hug.

Then, she naturally pulled Kasugano Sora, who was standing next to her, over to join her as well.

"Xiao Qiong worked super hard tonight too! She even wiped the bed frame!"

Kasugano Sora's body stiffened for a moment, and she instinctively tried to break free.

But when she felt Gabriel's body stiffen slightly beside her, her struggle inexplicably stopped.

Two girls, both of whom were not good at getting close to others, were forcibly drawn into a warm embrace by the enthusiastic and cheerful Yuigahama Yui.

After a long while, Yui finally let go of his hand, satisfied.

Both Sora and Gabriel had an unnatural blush on their faces and turned their heads away at the same time.

Gabriel stood there, feeling the warmth of "home" that almost melted her.

Her Holy Spirit was immersed in this unprecedented feeling.

However, the next second——

"Snapped!"

It felt like a switch in my brain had been flipped.

Gabriel suddenly raised her head!

All the previous emotions evaporated instantly in those sky-blue eyes, replaced by a dazzling light that seemed to have seen through the ultimate mysteries of the universe!

With an air of discovery and unquestionable conviction, she proclaimed to everyone present the "creed of God" she had just come to understand.

"I got it!"

Her voice carried a kind of ecstatic joy, as if she had just received a sudden enlightenment.

She stretched out a finger and solemnly pointed it to the ceiling, as if listening to a supreme divine decree, then suddenly pointed it back at herself.

She took a deep breath, a sacred and compassionate smile spreading across her face, and with a solemn expression as if about to proclaim the gospel of salvation, she declared the supreme truth:

"The mercy of angels lies not in what they do for mortals..."

She abruptly changed the subject, her voice filled with a sense of self-righteous relief and joy.

"But it lies in—"

She paused, drawing everyone's attention to herself, and then, slowly and deliberately, announced the utterly absurd answer.

"Do nothing with a clear conscience!"

The words fell.

She didn't even give Yuihama and Sora any time to react.

She turned around.

Under the astonished gazes of the two, he began to walk with the languid steps of a monarch surveying his own back garden.

Her goal was clear.

—The largest, softest sofa in the living room, offering the best viewing angle.

She walked to the sofa and, without the slightest hesitation, sprawled out on it with an extremely relaxed, decadent posture, as if she had practiced it a thousand times.

As her body sank into the soft embrace, she let out a satisfied, almost inaudible sigh, like a stray cat that had finally found its home.

Then, she casually picked up the TV remote from the coffee table next to her and skillfully turned it on.

The whole process was smooth and effortless, full of an overbearing sense of entitlement.

Lynn, who had just stepped out of the room, took in the entire "Ascension Ritual of the Destroyer Angels" without missing a single frame.

The blonde girl on the sofa didn't even turn her head, and in a matter-of-fact tone, gave her first order as a "useless angel".

"Lynn."

"Help me create a new account for 'Gods and Demons Era'. This time I want to play a dark theme, and the name will be 'Fallen Chief'."

"By the way, I want to buy that new, limited-edition 'Abyss Demon King's Mount' in the store."

"Order me another seafood supreme pizza, with double cheese."

"Ah, there's more..."

(bddd) She added, as if she had remembered something very important.

"You just promised me double the amount of cream and strawberry rolls. People of God don't renege on their promises."

Yui Yuigahama and Kasugano Sora were completely dumbfounded.

The two stood there dumbfounded, staring at the blonde girl who was sprawled on the sofa like a rag doll, skillfully operating the remote control and giving orders to Lynn. Their minds went completely blank.

Where is my... holy and flawless archangel?

Was the girl who radiated holy light, adhered to the seven virtues, and was as self-disciplined as an ascetic... switched out?

The person in front of me, apart from looking exactly the same, is simply an incurable, self-righteous, and utterly useless person!

Lynn looked at the useless angel on the sofa who had completely gotten into character and smiled silently.

He ignored the offensive, commanding tone, picked up his phone, and actually started placing the order.

He knew that the moment Gabriel equated the concept of "home" with "indulgence" and "laziness," this most unstable element from the heavens had already been firmly bound to this small apartment by the strongest chain called "home."

In a sense, in the face of an impending storm, a useless angel who is absolutely loyal to "home" is far safer than an archangel who cares about "the world".

He only hoped that in the future, she wouldn't actually need to sound that doomsday horn that could restart the world...

……

The next morning.

As Yui Yuigahama hummed a song and served the last fried egg, the scene at the table made her eyes twitch slightly.

Kasugano Sora sipped her milk expressionlessly, but her chair was half a body length closer to Lynn than usual, almost touching her.

The spot that should have belonged to her, on the other side of Lynn's, was now being occupied by a blonde, useless angel with a self-righteous attitude.

Gabriel wasn't even sitting up straight; she was leaning back in a position as if she was about to slide off the chair, like a boneless lump of mud.

She rested her chin on one hand, while poking at the sausages on her plate with the other, her face a picture of philosophical questions: "Who am I? Where am I? Why do I need to eat breakfast?"

"Lynn."

She issued commands in a languid, dreamlike voice.

"The sausage is too far away, I can't reach it."

"..."

Lynn didn't even lift her eyelids, silently pushing the plate in front of her.

well.

He calmly assessed the situation in his mind.

Gabriel's "fall" has completed her niche self-determination. She is no longer that unstable "divine" variable, but has completely integrated into the bottom of the food chain of this "family" - responsible for taking and lying down.

A stable useless person is far more reassuring than an unstable god.

"Teacher! That's my share!"

Yui finally couldn't hold back her protest.

Gabriel raised her eyelids and glanced at her, her eyes filled with the tolerance and disdain of a god for the unreasonable behavior of a mortal.

"So noisy, you mere mortals."

"It is your greatest honor to offer your food to the chief angel."

"You guy...!"

Just as Yui was about to argue, Kasugano Sora suddenly and silently pushed her plate in front of Gabriel.

Gabriel was stunned.

Qiong didn't look at her, but said in a low voice, "...Eat quickly, the game server is about to open."

In an instant, it seemed as if the two had reached some kind of sacred "pact of the useless."

Yui Yuigahama looked at this scene, opened her mouth, and felt as if she had suddenly changed from the "darling" of the family to the hardworking "housewife".

……

After dinner, the living room sofa became the new battlefield, and the core of the battle was that ordinary TV remote control.

Yui Yuigahama was hugging a body pillow, intently watching her favorite melodramatic prime-time romance drama, which was about to reach the part where the female lead discovered the male lead's "shocking secret".

"Tsk."

Gabriel's impatient voice came from the side.

"What's the point of watching scenes that are forced to make the plot more illogical?"

"Change the channel, I want to watch 'The Demon Lord of Another World and His Seven Maids'."

"No! We're almost at the most exciting part!"

Yui immediately clutched the remote control tightly to her chest, looking wary.

"...It's so noisy."

At the other end of the sofa, Kasugano Sora, who was sketching in her notebook, suddenly spoke. Her voice was not loud, but it carried an unyielding coldness.

"Switch to channel 27, there's a documentary, 'On the Solitude and Extension of Lines'."

For a time, the three parties were locked in a standoff, and the atmosphere was tense and ready to fight.

"The minority must submit to the majority!" Yui tried to reason with them.

Am I the only one here who wants to watch a romance drama?

Gabriel and Sora both gave her looks as if she were an idiot.

“Okay…” Yui’s momentum faltered.

"Then... rock-paper-scissors?"

"A game for mortals." Gabriel scoffed dismissively.

"My divine will cannot be determined by a mere gesture."

“…Boring,” Qiong seconded.

Just as Yui was at a loss, feeling that she was about to be strangled by the two "useless forces", Lynn, who had been reading, suddenly closed the book.

"I just pre-ordered the last three servings of the seasonal cantaloupe cream pudding at the convenience store downstairs."

He said slowly and deliberately, "Now is the perfect time to go get it."

"..."

The living room fell into a deathly silence.

The three girls' gazes darted rapidly back and forth between each other's faces, the direction of the doorway, and the remote control.

One second later.