After much hesitation, Shenmu Shenwu put down the real estate advertisement in his hand, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number facing the small piece of paper on the electric pole that looked like psoriasis.

"Hi~ this is..."

Frowning, he interrupted the frivolous male voice chattering on the other end of the phone. After many years, Shenmu Shenwu cut to the point and said, "Yato, I need your help."

When Yato arrived at the agreed Golden Arch fast food restaurant, the boy with long black hair had almost finished his first glass of milkshake, and was gearing up to stretch his sinful little hands to the side, exuding a burst of cold air. milkshake.

"Isn't that what should be given to me!"

"Are you kidding Yato, have you ever heard of an employer that still provides vanilla milkshakes?" He retorted without raising his head.

"Then why do you order two glasses?"

Talking on the lips, the hands of the two have already clashed in the air several times.

Shenmu Kanna won the final victory. He held the last cup of vanilla milkshake contentedly, biting a spoon while biting a spoon, and vaguely answered Yato's question, "Because there are events, the second cup is half price."

Even though he is a single dog, Shenmu Shenwu still fearlessly said that his little stomach can eat it!

"Then what did you call me for?"

Skillfully taking out a five-yuan coin from his pocket, he made a wish to the god with a sincere face, "Of course it's money!"

Yato: Yes, this fresh, refined and unaffected desire has really remained unchanged for decades.

When he came out of the golden arches, Kamiki Kanna continued to hold the milkshake he hadn't finished, and Yato had an extra glass of iced Coke in his hand.

"So, why are there no milkshakes here."

"I already said that my cup here is the last one."

A conclusion, no matter what food it is, as long as it is the last cup, it will always look extra sweet and delicious, and the same is true for milkshakes.

Until Shenmu Shenwu drank the last sip of the milkshake, he turned around, "So Yato, have you thought about how to help me spend money?"

"..."

As the last of the Neon 800 million gods who doesn't even have his own shrine, and who is still accumulating his own shrine construction capital that is nowhere in sight, Yato thinks that you are not making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger.

"Didn't I tell you to pay more attention to real estate last time?"

"I bought it." Shenmu Shenwu felt a little aggrieved, "It was fine at first, but isn't there a housing restriction recently?"

"House restriction order..." For some reason, Yato, who has lived for hundreds of years and still has no fixed place, and who has been rejected by various artifacts and quit jobs, feels that he is in a complicated mood at this time.

"I may not have..."

"Another five yuan!"

"Okay boss, no problem boss." What is the face, it doesn't exist.

However, Shenmu Shenwu may give birth to [-] yen when he is emotionally excited, and the talent that needs to be spent that day, even the Lord Shenming will also find it difficult.

In particular, this god is still a poor god who is poor and white.

After coming out of the golden arches, due to the scorching sun hanging in the sky, the squeamish young man who was afraid of the cold and even more afraid of the heat died, and then they walked into a rather deserted coffee shop.

While enjoying the air-conditioning, the two also had to enjoy a couple quarrel over a birthday gift from the next table.

Even the most forgetful lovers in normal life will remember the trivial incident when the other half ate fried chicken with the clasped hand on the date when there was an argument.

Shenmu Shenwu, whose life was all due to air-conditioning, held his breath forcefully and persisted to the end.

Can't lose, today is the weekend, and the nearby cold drink shops have all been occupied by students from various schools who are rushing to do their homework. This is already the last holy place.

Until the girl with exquisite makeup finally couldn't stand the boy sitting opposite her chattering and began to criticize her for worshiping money.

He even took out various sex stubs that he had left behind.

"Wait for the ticket stub?" Yato, who had been silent all this time, felt that he had discovered a blind spot.

There are not as many opportunities for big dog eaters as he imagined. He deeply realized that if this order is completed, such opportunities will be completely gone.

Looking at the strawberry parfait that had already bottomed out, Yato ordered another cup without hesitation, then looked sincerely at his only repeat customer, and suggested, "Maybe you can try it."

Pointing to the couple who were still arguing endlessly, "Don't you think this is really great?"

There are 365 days in a year, according to different customs, countries and nationalities, it can be said that every day is a festival worth celebrating.

Isn't it a good decision to give your lover a memorable gift?

Shenmu Kanna:! !Still have this kind of operation? ?

Yato nodded deeply, indicating that of course such an operation is possible.

"So next we need to identify a partner." Yato excitedly took out the precious treasures he had treasured for many years, chattering like a matchmaker in the old society, "This is Sakura, a super super gentle beauty, this is the accompanying voice, Your hair color is the same as that of Shenmu, you can go together..."

While Yato was still eloquently describing the advantages of his previous artifacts, Shenmu Kanna's attention had shifted to the couple who were still arguing.

A cup of iced coffee is poured like this...

Blinking in confusion, Shenmu Shenwu felt that he was dazzled for a moment. According to inertia, the cup of iced coffee should have been spilled on the pink-haired boy at the table next to him?

It is said that flooding is hard to recover, but...

Why does spilled iced coffee still turn?

I am afraid that Newton's coffin board will not be able to hold it down.

Perhaps it was because of the intense curiosity in those caramel-colored eyes, the pink-haired boy who was happily enjoying the afternoon dessert raised his head expressionlessly, a trace of distress flashed in the crimson eyes under the green lenses, alas, alas It was discovered.

The middle finger is offset, as a super-powered boy who is almost omniscient and omnipotent, the pink-haired boy always has so many magical props to match his abilities.

Like a banana that can be used for amnestics?

Shenmu Shenwu, who was sure he read it correctly, felt that this development was a bit confusing. What kind of rhythm is this?

When the pink-haired boy hooked his hands and signaled him to come forward, Shenmu Shenmu swore that he was just curious about the two small balls on the boy's head that looked like arcade gamepads.

Curiosity killed the cat, that is to say, Shenmu Shenwu is gone at this time.

He casually changed the topic from the introduction object to the poor middle-aged frustrated man who cried and complained that he was not easy to make money to support his family, and was abandoned by the artifact.

"Yato, I'm going to the bathroom."

Yato blinked in confusion, well, his big boss might be really in a hurry, and he didn't even notice that he was going in the wrong direction.

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