No matter when, seeing someone in pain because of their embarrassing chuunibyou past is always a... very happy thing. It's even happier if that person is your good friend or someone you are very close to.
Although Think's image in Su'er's heart has now been shattered into pieces, but... ahem!
I'm just asking if you want to see it!
Anyway, Su'er wanted to see it so bad.
Unfortunately, reality doesn't allow it.
Otherwise, Think would really kill him.
By the way, Su'er really didn't expect this woman to care about the things she had written in her past chuunibyou phase? He thought that with her speech habit of always saying 'genius', she would say something like 'feel free to look' even if someone read these things out loud.
Or she would say that it was an honor to be able to see her past masterpieces and great thoughts.
A strange thing.
"Eh? Morality? What is morality?", Jibril directly sneered at the moral crusader's condemnation, "There is no such boring morality in the Flügel~, since you don't want to see it so much, Su'er, then I won't force you..."
Jibril deliberately slowed down her movements. In front of Su'er and Think, she slowly stuffed the notebook back into the spatial gap, leaving only Su'er with a regretful look.
'Please give it to me later.'
He didn't know if this evil-humored Flügel little girl had received this message. To be honest, her thought process was greatly influenced after she turned into this form. At least sometimes, Su'er felt that she was really like a little girl of her age.
Therefore, whether this evil-humored little girl would give him the thing... was still an unknown!
The atmosphere had become a bit tense because of Think's sudden attack just now. Although both Jibril and Think acted as if nothing had happened, Su'er still felt a little uncomfortable.
He quickened his pace to rinse Think's body again. His task was completed again.
There was not a single fish in the huge lake, and the entire lake was constantly warm due to the magic's heating and constant temperature. Su'er casually fiddled with a flower he passed by, and then he walked towards the wooden house in the center of the lake.
The wooden house was still that wooden house. Two years of time had not changed its appearance at all, but if he were to push the door and go in, it would be as if he had entered another world completely.
The Flügel were a race that was proficient in spatial manipulation. The result of a Flügel plus a Elf was that the space inside the wooden house had been expanded to an unbelievably spacious degree. The layout was still the same as Su'er's home from his previous life when he first entered, but after pushing the door and pushing another door, it was completely different.
One room was connected to another, like a chain reaction. To be honest, Su'er felt that this house was perfect for filming a suspenseful or horror movie. If he hadn't lived here for so long and watched these rooms being expanded one by one, he would have gotten lost in it himself.
But this was also his home.
His favorite home now.
The place that made him feel the most at ease and warm.
He really found that long-lost... happiness here.
Ding~
A crisp sound.
Putting on his heat-resistant gloves, Su'er took the tray out of the oven in the kitchen - he was trying to make cupcakes today.
Range hood, refrigerator, microwave oven, oven, light wave oven, kettle... These common appliances from his previous life were placed in this room. Although they were called appliances, the energy they used had nothing to do with electricity.
Although their appearances were exactly the same as those appliances, these were all things that Think and Jibril had made under the guidance of Su'er's knowledge and experience. The only thing they consumed was elves.
Elf, you are so great.
Even though they had no life and could not talk to Su'er, their mere existence made Su'er feel happy... I'm talking about these facilities from his previous life, not the elf.
Knock, knock, knock.
Was that a knock on the door?
Su'er turned around in surprise and saw Think leaning against the door frame. She was simply wearing a light blue bathrobe. She hadn't used magic to dry her long hair. She had only roughly wiped it. Her light golden hair was stuck together and clung to her cheeks. Her face had a faint blush from the comfort of coming out of the bath.
"I thought you would go straight back to your lab?", Su'er asked casually. After confirming who it was, he continued to operate in the kitchen.
Spreading jam, adding berries, and arranging the plates.
According to past practice, Think should have rushed back to her lab to continue her research on the unactivated divine essence after Su'er forced her to shower. Su'er should be the one who brings her every meal.
According to this Elf genius's original plan, she intended to continue her research along the lines of how she controlled the fantasmal with magic circles, and she wanted to develop highly destructive weapons that could destroy other races with the core of the fantasmal as the starting point. However, this idea was abandoned without hesitation after she saw that the dwarf were directly using unactivated divine essence as a material.
Think also wanted to use divine essence as a material for a weapon. She could never be outdone by those pathetic gophers in terms of courage and thinking.
At least in front of Su'er, she had guaranteed this with great confidence.
But in reality, using a part of the divine as a weapon was a difficult task in research. Besides the word 'difficult', there was nothing else. The progress had been very slow so far. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the progress was zero.
And this fact also made Think more and more anxious. She couldn't wait to be glued to her workbench all day - so why did she suddenly change her mind today?
Su'er was curious, but not completely.
"Hmm~~, is this the blueberry cake you talked about last time?", not answering Su'er's question, Think walked to Su'er's side with a light step, bent down, and leaned her face closer to the baked cake. She took a deep breath and said: "Wow~ it smells so good~~~, let me try a bite - hiss!"
While talking as if nothing had happened, Think's magical hand that was reaching for the cake was slapped away by Su'er mercilessly.
"Wash your hands first", the man gave the command expressionlessly. In terms of details, Think could not see any room for flexibility.
"Didn't I just shower!!", Think puffed out her chest righteously, and her hand reached for the cute cakes again.
Slap!
Punishing the unclean hand!
"Go wash your hands", Su'er had no intention of backing down. But seeing the increasingly dangerous look in Think's eyes, he could only sigh helplessly, "You definitely touched other things just now, didn't you? There's no need to argue. I will consider everything you say in this regard as a lie. Go wash your hands quickly. You can only eat after you wash them clean."
After showering just now, Jibril went to her room to fiddle with some strange things she had collected, and Think also did not follow him to the kitchen immediately...
So - in terms of hygiene, Su'er would never believe a single word that came out of Think's mouth again!!!