My Archangel

However, by now, Elsia suddenly realized that she was wrong.

And it was so wrong.

She is in the basement now.

It was brought by Vina with a slightly surprised expression on her face just after hearing the "basement" from her mouth.

"This...is the room you specially prepared for Al?"

In the dim underground room, Vina blinked after entering this room. She looked around at the neatly arranged things that looked like some kind of props, and the expression on her face looked a little bit novel.

Frankly speaking, even though she has moved into this house, without special investigative methods, Vina didn’t know that there was such a strange one in this house until Elsia mentioned it. s room.

It's not just the room that is strange.

And the things in the room.

"What is this series of things...?"

She walked to a table, picked up one of the things on it, turned her head slightly, and glanced at Elsia who was behind her: "How does it look like some props mentioned in the novel? ?"

Of course, Vina did not expect her answer.

After glancing at Elsia, whose reaction seemed to be obviously problematic, her attention returned to what was in her hand.

Although not very sure, she had vaguely realized the possible uses of these things the first time she saw everything in this room.

"..."

On the other hand, Elsia was completely silent.

At this time, watching Vina's reaction almost the same as the novice Xiaobai, she was already deeply aware of her misunderstanding.

Messed up.

Completely... messed up.

Carefully looking at the props in her hand, a strange look appeared in her eyes, as if she had seen the witch at the gate of the new world... She swallowed and took a step back quietly.

She could feel that Qiao Wen might encounter some minor troubles in the future.

However, she believed that he could overcome it.

And, after all, it wasn't her fault.

If you insist, the current unsatisfactory situation... is caused by Dai Er.

If it hadn't been for Dai Er who had misled her before, things wouldn't have evolved into the current situation.

Yes, it was not her fault, it was Del.

...

...

A few minutes later.

Residential, second floor.

'…Who?'

The first time he heard the knock on the door, Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment, turned his head subconsciously, and looked at the bedroom door behind him.

Because how to put it... In his impression, whether it is an angel or Vina, even if he was driven out of the room before, she is not such a polite knocking woman.

For example, last night, he obviously locked the door before going to bed, but after waking up... Whether it was Vina or Elyssa, he was already staying in his room for granted.

"..."

Thinking of this, Qiao Wen subconsciously glanced at the seemingly messy patterns on the notebook at hand, did not hesitate, and quickly got up and walked to the door.

"...So it was you."

After squeezing the doorknob and twisting it open with a click, Qiao Wen saw the people waiting outside.

Long light blonde hair, looks a little messy pajamas.

It's Elsia.

The expression on his face was taken aback for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal.

For the arrival of this saint son... Qiao Wen had already prepared himself.

However, in addition to this point, what still made him feel a little surprised is... how come this Saint Child is knocking on the door alone.

What about quilt angels and slut?

I don't know if it is because of the excessive self-consciousness. Qiao Wen instinctively felt that if there were no accidents, at least a certain slut would have come up with this holy son.

But not now.

And... Another point that made Qiao Wen feel concerned, was the expression on the face of the saint son in front of him after seeing him, which was a bit strange.

Stiffness, tightness, guilty conscience... and a hint of inexplicable shyness.

How should I put it, even though she seems to have tried her best to maintain a fairly natural facial expression, in Qiao Wen's eyes at this time... there is still a feeling of holes.

"Anyway, come in first?"

Without hesitation, Qiao Wen, who could have guessed that Elsia came to her own purpose, turned his body and let go.

But...what surprised him was that after a few seconds... this saint child was still stunned.

"what happened?"

"...Well, can you put on your clothes and pants first?"

Meeting Qiaowen's questioning sight again, the faint blush on Elsia's face that had existed before knocking on the door became more obvious.

"……pants?"

Qiao Wen was taken aback for a while.

Then, as if he had suddenly reacted to something, he lowered his head slightly and cast his eyes on his body.

All white.

Although the body lacks exercise and sun exposure has been maintained in a relatively healthy state, it looks rather thin.