Sure enough - she asked too much. God had so many believers to respond to prayers, so there was no time to chat with her all night.

She wasn't afraid. She was just... a little bored.

And in the dark corner where the girl's eyes were covered and she could not see it—

The darkness that is as solid slowly condenses, gradually outlining a slender human figure with wings on its back.

He walked towards her quietly in the shadow.

The moonlight shone through the high and narrow window on the pale and beautiful face, gently kissing the smooth forehead and cold eyebrows. The long dark hair hanging along the sides of the cheeks merged into the quiet darkness.

The god's wings gently gathered and half-kneeled in front of the silver-haired girl.

A ray of moonlight floating with dust illuminated the tiny and soft fluff on his wings.

He slowly stretched out his hand and placed it behind her head, as if he wanted-

Hug her.

But the slender fingers only touched the knot of the ribbon behind her head, lifting the darkness that restricted her.

As soon as Nanting's vision recovered, she met a pair of rose-colored eyes.

——There is no more beautiful eyes than this.

It seemed as if I had been wandering in the dark cave for a long time, and suddenly came to the sun and ran into the blooming flowers all over the trees.

The shadow of the flowers sways and the eyes are shimmering.

The Dark God bent his lips as perfect as a statue, and the curve of the corners of his lips was shallow and seductive: "As a believer, of course, he must respond to the wishes made by the gods."

Nanting turned his face and avoided his gaze: "What if it was someone else?"

The Dark God pondered for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand to support the wall behind her, with long eyelashes hanging down, and a lazy smile:

"If it's someone else."

Nanting's ear tip trembled slightly.

"—I will let him shut up forever." The Dark God opened his lips carelessly, "The God will not respond to everyone."

"What is your standard for response?" Nanting asked curiously.

The Dark God tilted his head gently, and his big dark wings fell behind him.

"You." He spoke lowly, and then covered up his mouth with a pleasant smile.

"What?" Nanting didn't hear it clearly, "Forget it, this doesn't matter. Thank you for being willing to accompany me."

"Don't be polite to me, my...believers." The dark God's slender fingers knocked on the wall behind Nanting, "Is it uncomfortable to lean here?"

Nanting nodded, and there was a bit of peace of mind in his words: "But just make do with it, the night has passed."

"This is not possible." The Dark God bent his eyes, "It is human nature to pursue comfort, isn't it."

"But there are no beds here," Nanting sighed.

"You can sleep in my wings."

"What...?" Nanting widened his green eyes, "Mr., is this appropriate?"
Chapter completed!