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Aoba couldn't help but smile as she looked at the other person's expression.
He had already learned about the general situation beforehand.
The current situation is quite interesting.
"Mr. Fafnir, would you like one?"
After a moment of silence, Fafnir finally nodded.
Aoba was delighted.
I would never eat food prepared by mere humans.
These were the words Aoba heard at the time.
Sometimes, being proven wrong can really happen suddenly.
Chapter 103 Inferiority Complex: The Murderer of Youth!
"what happened?!"
When Fafnir heard Thor say that he would have to wait at least half an hour, he immediately frowned in displeasure.
It only took Lucoa and the others less than ten minutes to finish theirs.
Why should I have to wait so long when it's my turn?
Thor, a smug smile playing on his lips, raised his head:
"This roast meat was made with my dragon's flames, Fafnir. Your roast meat, made in an oven by the manager, naturally takes longer."
The dragon lady stood in front of Fafnir with her arms folded.
His expression was a mixture of pride and joy.
She received praise for simply breathing fire for the first time!
The shopkeeper is far better than those so-called brave humans from her original world.
Seeing Thor's slightly smug expression, Lucoa couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh: "Thor seems to be very suitable for this job."
"Hmph~ Of course!"
Thor snorted in triumph.
Upon seeing this, Fafnir's tone also carried a hint of confusion and impatience:
"Then why not continue roasting it with Thor's dragonfire?"
He pushed up his glasses.
His scarlet eyes stared straight at Thor, looking somewhat terrifying and sinister.
"That's because the store manager was worried about me."
Thor felt a little warmth in his heart when he said those words.
This feeling of being cared for is incredibly precious to the Dragon Girl, who has fought for tens of thousands of years.
"Tch~, you can breathe fire for days and nights without any problem, but now you're pretending to be weak in front of human 18."
Fafnir was well aware of Thor's power.
"Hmph! I want you to take care of it!"
Thor made a face at Fafnir but didn't argue.
The dragon girl's expression remained cheerful, and her tail swayed back and forth playfully.
His eyes still held joy and warmth.
Fafnir glanced at Thor, his brow furrowing, and then looked at Lucoa on the other side.
He could sense that Thor had changed drastically from before.
She was nothing like the previous Princess of the End, who would destroy cities at will when she went berserk.
This tenderness, somewhat akin to human emotion, appeared in the daughter of the Emperor of the End.
This is not a good thing for Thor.
He always felt that one should not be too weak when facing humanity.
Whether Lucoa bringing Thor into this world is a good thing or a bad thing is unknown.
"Does Thor like it here?" Lucoa asked with a smile, looking at Thor who was completely unable to sit still.
Whether Thor likes it or not is the key factor in deciding whether he stays or not.
"like!"
Thor turned around and answered without hesitation.
Even after fighting and surviving in their own world for tens of thousands of years, they could still enjoy a peaceful and joyful life.
Thor remained steadfast.
She was tired of fighting.
"Then stay here."
Lucoa stretched and patted Thor on the head.
As the feathered serpent goddess, she had witnessed far too many futile battles, and her feelings and emotions had long since been worn away over an unknown period of time.
Only here, when facing Aoba...
Only then would she feel that she did not exist merely as a god as a human being.
Instead, she exists in the world under the identity of Lucoa.
"Can..."
Thor actually wanted to stay, but then she remembered what she had just seen in the kitchen about the relationship between Lucoa and the manager.
I was still a little hesitant for a moment.
She does like this place, but wouldn't it be inappropriate to interrupt Lucoa's date with the shopkeeper?
"Don't worry, the store manager won't mind."
Lucoa seemed to see through Thor's little scheme, and shook her head with narrowed eyes.
At this moment, Aoba also came out of the kitchen. He used the oven to make the roast meat for Fafnir.
Although having Thor breathe fire to roast it is a quick thing.
But Aoba felt that it wouldn't be good for Tohru.
Just now, when Thor was drinking water, he saw with his own eyes that the other party immediately spit out a puff of white smoke from his mouth after drinking the water.
That scene reminded Aoba of the process of cooling down an overheated machine.
These two are very similar.
"Manager, I'm leaving now!"
Aoba had just stepped out of the kitchen when Reiko, who was standing at the counter, got up and greeted him.
This made Aoba subconsciously look at the time on the wall.
Is it almost midnight?
"Okay, do you need me to take you home so late?"
Although a major cleanup was being carried out in District 20, officers from the Prosecutor's Office patrolled the streets all day long.
He was still a little worried about letting the girl go back alone.
"Eh~?"
Reiko Natsume was clearly taken aback by Aoba's question, and after a long while, she quickly shook her head and said:
"No need, I can manage on my own."
"And store manager, have you forgotten? I'm quite a fighter."
After saying that, Reiko gestured with her fist at Aoba.
Humans who can defeat monsters are not a real threat to her; ordinary people are not.
"That's good."
Seeing this, Aoba realized what was happening, smiled, and tapped his head.
"Sorry, sorry, I completely forgot that Reiko is very strong."
Without realizing it, I started to see Lingzi as an ordinary girl.
Reiko felt somewhat lost tonight in the face of Aoba's apology.
It seems they still haven't shaken off their emotions.
Inferiority complex is the killer of youth.
It can cause people to lose their rational judgment and become increasingly sensitive.
"Manager, I'm leaving now!"
Reiko, dressed in a simple sailor uniform, is also experiencing the torment of this murderer.
She couldn't look Aoba in the eye.
They were even less able to accept his kindness.
Watching the girl leave her money for the meal and then hurriedly leave.
Aoba sighed helplessly.
Youth is not always smooth sailing.
Even the sun can be obscured by clouds at times.
I'll come again next time...
Let Reiko bring some friends over.