Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 693 - 378 I’m kissing you (8.2K, please subscribe!)_4
"You will, hehe."
Herbert lowered his eyes, shook his head, and chuckled softly, "Since you brought it up on purpose, you definitely won’t refuse to offer her a little bit of help."
["Hmm~ hehe, you make it sound like you know me so well."]
"It’s not just like that, I really do know you."
["Hmph~"]
Nenasha snorted, pretending to be aloof and proud:
["Well, since you said so, I’ll give her a tiny~ tiny~ bit of help for your sake!"]
"Alright, thank you, great Nenasha!"
["Hmph hmph, you better know it."]
In fact, Nenasha didn’t have much of an aversion to Flora and even quite liked her.
In that dream, He followed Herbert and the others in the form of a black cat for some time, getting to know Flora’s personality.
Gods are stingy, yet gods are also generous.
For those ordinary believers they don’t care about, they are extremely stingy and never respond.
But for those mortals they favor, they are extremely generous, easily bestowing divine grace.
It just so happens that Nenasha has a pretty good impression of Flora.
Hmm...
But it’s not complete admiration, nor full acceptance.
In some ways, He still harbors some hostility toward this Demon Sage.
For example...
["By the way, according to what you said, if your and Flora’s life only has ’encounters’ left, then what about me, who has always been with you?"]
Herbert: ?
This sudden?
Gods are indeed the most unstable existence in this world.
Especially goddesses, they are the epitome of changeability.
One second they are chatting cheerfully, and the next they suddenly make a 180-degree attitude shift.
Hehe → Not hehe!
"Oh? Hehe..."
However, Herbert wasn’t actually surprised by Nenasha’s question.
After saying those words to Flora, Herbert knew that the eavesdropping Nenasha would definitely come to inquire about it.
Nenasha’s questioning had a simple implication—Are we only left with separation?
Is it jealousy?
Or is it worry?
... Either way, it’s really cute.
Seeing Herbert chuckling alone, Nenasha was a bit dissatisfied and snorted: ["Don’t just laugh, come on, speak."]
Speak!
Answer me!
"Don’t rush, don’t rush, I’m speaking now, hehe."
Herbert chuckled and, once the moment was right, said with a smile, "Didn’t you already say what our ending will be?"
["Hmm?"]
He said:
"Just as you said—we will always be together."
The answer is in the question.
Since we’ve already been together all this time, what separation is there?
Until death separates us?
No.
Not even death can separate us.
["Eh eh eh—are you playing tricks?"]
Nenasha, somewhat displeased with Herbert’s evasive answer, wanted to retort but then fell silent.
["... Hehe."]
A moment later, He chuckled softly, and in a calm and firm voice whispered into Herbert’s ear:
["Never apart."]
After softly saying this, seemingly to cover up His own embarrassment, Nenasha quickly switched the topic.
["By the way, once I help out this time, I need to take a break again!"]
Modifying dreams is tiring~
Time to rest~
But Herbert wasn’t buying it, curling his lips and mocking, "Heh, you always say you’re resting, but you’re always secretly peeking."
I don’t believe a word!
It’s not without reason that Herbert doesn’t believe Him, Miss Xie Shen has a long history.
Every time He says He’ll rest, even when rested, He doesn’t tell him, always lurking in the shadows watching, only appearing when He has no choice.
"No sleeping for you! At your age, you shouldn’t even feel sleepy, hm?"
["Oh dear, haha~ I really need to rest, I’m not tricking you~"]
Nenasha giggled, replying with a carefree manner: ["Alright, alright, I’m going to sleep! Goodnight!"]
Soon, His aura fell silent, no longer responding no matter how Herbert called.
"Playing dead again, heh."
Herbert strongly doubted whether He was truly asleep.
"Fine then, eventually, He will wake up..."
As Herbert thought this, before he could take a step, Nenasha’s voice unexpectedly popped up.
["Oh! By the way, I almost forgot to tell you something!"]
["If you want to help that little Demon and little Devil with purification and baptism, you’ll need to find some special environments or materials."]
["It might not be easy, but I believe you can find them!"]
Herbert curled his lip, didn’t respond, but instead hummed, asking, "Weren’t you asleep?"
It’s like the two people had already said goodnight, about to meet in dreams—only to bump into each other in a canyon.
Weren’t you supposed to be asleep?
["Oh my! I was asleep, asleep, asleep..."] Nenasha laughed it off, the aura disappearing once more.
"Sigh, really."
Herbert hummed, shook his head helplessly, and softly murmured, "Goodnight then."
The gods did not respond, but Herbert felt He must have heard him.
He withdrew his gaze, no longer obsessed whether Nenasha was truly asleep or pretending—adults should know to give each other some sense of boundaries.
Since He said He slept, then He really slept, don’t dwell on it.
Hmm... one must look at things dialectically.
Sometimes, running is not really running, and getting a haircut is not really getting a haircut.
