My Archangel

However, he remembers that when he woke up this morning... the pillow under his head seemed to be his own...

and……

Watching the traces of white thread stitching on the pillow in his arms, Qiao Wen was even more puzzled.

He remembers what he was holding yesterday... isn't it the only new set of pillows left in this room?Why this pillow hasn't been used yet... it was sewn on?

And I have sewed so much, and the stitches are crooked, just like a beginner who has never done needlework in his life.

'No, wait?'

Looking at the stitching marks on the pillow, Qiao Wen suddenly remembered... Last night he saw a similar filler near the corridor entrance...

——Could it be that the stuff in the pattern filling last night...is it in this pillow?

——Yes, it seems to make sense in this way... This witch went upstairs to give her pillow to herself...?

At this moment, just as Qiao Wen had this idea in his mind and vaguely realized something, Vina's voice seemed to be to verify his guess, and it sounded in his ears again.

"Last night, my sister used to think about bringing the pillow to you..."

"But... at that time, my sister happened to hear some strange noises in the hallway, thinking not to disturb you, so my sister went back to the room."

At this moment, although there was still a soft smile on that glamorous cheek, Vina's voice was losing temperature bit by bit.

It is obvious that the witch-sama is not in a good mood now.

"Al, that... can you stop doing things that make that strange noise in the future? Sister doesn't like to listen very much, and... your wounds still need to be recuperated, right?

Just as Qiao Wen swallowed silently, Vina's already extremely gentle gaze dotted his face again.

"Well... Sister Vina, don't worry, you won't do it again."

Hearing these words, Qiao Wen nodded very simply.

"..."

At this moment, watching Qiao Wen, whose expression on her face didn't seem to hesitate at all, she blinked in surprise, and then, she seemed to have suddenly realized something, with the hesitation on her face that originally seemed to be worried about something. The expression eased a little at once.

"Then... go upstairs and go to bed?"

Immediately, in Qiao Wen's eyes, even though Vina said so, she did not immediately turn back to the room.

But after hesitating for a while, he turned his head slightly, not looking at Qiao Wen, and then took the initiative to open his arms, waiting for something in time.

'...Are you here again?Could this be the nature of everyone who likes to show off their strengths?'

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment, but he was still very sensible and moved forward.

"……Good night, sweet dreams."

Immediately, after feeling softness and strength in the chest and back, Qiao Wen also heard the delicate voice in his ears.

...

...

five minutes later.

"However, although I said good night, I don't need to sleep now."

In the study, after separating from Vina, Qiao Wen did not go upstairs directly, but returned to the study again.

Previously, after he moved the witch-sama back to the room, the medicine jar made by Vina stayed up all night was still on the desk.

"many……"

When he walked to the desk and subconsciously lifted the lid of the medicine jar, Qiao Wen saw the special medicine in it, and blinked in surprise.

Because he found that the number of these special effects... seems to be a little more than twice yesterday's.

'Is this her highest efficiency?However, I actually stayed up late and did so many at once...'

Gazing at the special medicine in the jar, Qiao Wen showed a thoughtful look on his face.

Soon, after the scene where Vina put the medicine in front of her a few hours ago, and then forced herself to lift the top with a strong attitude, Qiao Wen's eyes suddenly flashed with a look of uncertainty.

'Is it possible that she thought I was countered by the quilt god?That's why I stayed up late and made so many portions?'

After vaguely realizing this, the color of thinking on his face froze a little, and Qiao Wen seemed a bit at a loss for a while.

Plop, plop--

Because he found that although it was just a small misunderstanding, at this moment, the heart in his chest seemed to be beating faster for some reason.

This is a rare reaction that he had never had before when he was kissed by someone other than his mother for the first time.

'I always feel that after changing her attitude...she seems to be more and more like the image of my ideal sister?'

Silently pressing down on his chest, whose heart beats slightly faster, the expression on Qiao Wen's face was a bit at a loss for a while.

Beautiful, gentle, considerate, and then help yourself with homework...

At this moment, after discovering that the witch-sama, who was probably already asleep in the bedroom, was almost exactly "helping with homework", which was exactly the same as the object of his childhood, he felt a little confused for a while.

For a moment, he hesitated again, hesitating whether or not to simply tell this witch-sama who was still full of uncertainties about what he wanted to return to his hometown.

"No...what do you think, at least it must be impossible now. Time is always the problem of everything. Only then has Vina changed my attitude towards me for a few days. I actually thought of this here... calm, calm..."

Only oneself in this world can really rely on-Qiao Wen.

Although this was only the poisonous chicken soup that Qiao Wen had realized after being in the society in his previous life, after fifteen years after coming here, he still feels that although this bowl of chicken soup tastes a little strange, it can make him feel better. Reduce a lot of confusion about life, and by the way, you can also avoid many meaningless crooked roads.

It is precisely because of this that, although most of the talents in his body are now obtained from others, Qiao Wen is usually more inclined to rely on those who can be more or less by himself in this more critical choice The factors that influence or master, such as the archangel with the summoning contract, such as the inherent talent that has become his own thing, rather than an unfettered witch adult.

'However, nothing is absolute. Now that the quilt angel protects me, not only is wounded, but even the origin is severely damaged. Collecting rare elixir will definitely not be as easy as I thought before. When it comes to last resort...Forget it, there is no need to conclude this matter so early.'

Thinking of this, Qiao Wen shook his head and took back all the thoughts that had obviously become a little messy in his mind.

After re-covering the medicine jar on the desk in front of him, he lifted his head and looked around the entire study.

This time after Vina took a rest, there was another reason why he would come back to this room again besides taking medicine.

Reading.

Of course, what he was going to read this time was not a book that was obviously more difficult like "Gao Faki", but another book.

A book that may record how he can quickly collect elixir with his current conditions.