In the evening, Qingshi and Summer Night go to an appointment place, a premium cherry restaurant.

Instead of going to dinner, they went to meet with the Imperial Hand.

Summer night went home to talk to his father, and the result was unexpected unhappiness.

Although Qingshi was not present to witness the conversation, it is somewhat conceivable how unpleasant the conversation was, as the chairman and sister returned from her home with a gloomy face that seemed to cover a dark shadow.

Since it doesn't make sense to my family, I'll just have to face it.

The car parked in front of the restaurant, and the two of them got out of the car and entered.

The house is very beautiful, doesn't look very luxurious but has a subtle and luxurious atmosphere.

If it was a normal visit, Qingshi would admire it with interest, but now he has no mind at all.

As the waitress led him, he and Summer Night entered a compartment and met the Mistress.

A dark-blue haired teenager in a blue cherry coat is sitting at the table quietly closing her eyes as if she were meditating.

When Qing Shi and Summer Night looked at him, he opened his eyes and also looked at them, his mouth curved a little.

“Good evening, Mr. Haruta, summer night. ”

“Good evening, as I said, our relationship is not as good as we can call it, Mr. Hand.” Cold in the summer night.

“As a fiancé, everyone would agree that a fiancée is named after her.” The royal hand smiled.

For a moment, Qingshi felt the young girl beside him exhale a little kill!

He turned his eyes and saw Summer Night's expression still calm, but the gleam in her eyes showed that she was in no way calm.

“We're not that kind of relationship! Although the father had that intention, it had not yet come to pass. ”

“Even if not, it's basically a certainty, and I'm happy about it, Summer Night. ”

“I will make it a denial, Mr. Hand. ”

Summer night sits slowly opposite it.

Qingshi secretly sighed in the heart of the chairman's sister's restraint, and sat beside her.

The royal hand looked at him.

“Mr. Haruta, it's a shame that you ended up standing opposite me. ”

“Paradoxical? It's the other way around, Mr. Hand.” Qingshi responded calmly, "Didn't we reach a consensus last time on 'happiness'? Kill each other happily. ”

“Oh... too.” The deep-blue-haired teenager smiled, "but to be honest, I really hope you opted out wisely in the end, because your background is troubling to me. ”

“I'm glad you bothered me, please bother me more. ”

“You're such a nasty guy. ”

“Each other. ”

If a bystander who knows nothing about the situation sees the scene, he or she will feel at ease and even talk amicably. In fact, this is a scene of tension that could erupt in the next second on both sides.

“Let me introduce you.” Your hand is well known. Raise your hand.

The silver-haired maiden who had been sitting behind him had opened her eyes.

“This is my new god, Kingston. ”

Qingshi and Summer Night looked at silver-haired girl.

Of course, they noticed the girl as soon as they came in, but it was only then that they measured it carefully.

Beautiful girl with silver hair and silver eyes wearing pink skirt cherry blouse with a very beautiful appearance, but something seems wrong. Lack of anger... No, it's not that bad anymore, she's just...

“‘Human Puppet’.” Summer night muttered.

“Human puppet?” Hearing the term, Qingshi recalls famous comics from previous life.

“The highest-ranking humanoid puppet, unlike real people, can move on its own… in modern terms, is a highly simulated intelligent robot. ”

Qingshi: “....................."

The "human puppet” described in the comic strip of previous life is a human weapon capable of reproducing the proprietary technique of a deceased life and requires manipulation.

And the “human puppet” of this world is actually an intelligent robot that can move on its own!?

He looked at the silver-haired girl across the street and stared slightly wide-eyed.

“Oh, yeah, endurance is a puppet, a masterpiece I made.” The royal hand smiled, showing some pride in his smile.

“What I just finished today was very high performance, testing in action in automatic mode, and even defeating one of my gods, so I decided to make her a new god. ”

Can a human puppet be a god of style? Qingshi asked Summer Night with his eyes.

“It is not uncommon in ancient times to have a puppet as a style god, but essentially no Yin Yang master has done so in modern times because of the precious materials to be used and the limited flexibility and fighting power of the puppet as a style goddess.” Summer night was gloomy.

“However… there is a saying that a human puppet made of 'some method' not only saves precious materials, but is also more flexible and combative in becoming a goddess, and can even be comparable to a spiritual ability. ”

“What way?” Qingshi concealed the answer.

“It is made from the fresh flesh of those who are capable of spirituality, or who possess the qualifications of spirituality.” Summer night was low, he said.

Chills suddenly appeared.

Qingshi looked at the indifferent silver-haired girl across the street and then looked at the deep-blue-haired teenager who kept smiling. In addition to feeling cold, she felt something rolling up in her stomach!

I knew it already.

This guy... that's what it is!!

But despite the fact that it had been seen through, it had long been understood that this moment, faced with its deep darkness, would be a shock.

Qingshi held his fist silently.

It's easy to curse. Fighting is easy.

But these moves are pointless at this point, they're just crazy, and summer nights are embarrassing.

Things to do have already been decided, just wait...

He is determined to transform the emotions of this moment into the power of later duels!

For the words of summer and night, the Mistress knows not for sure nor denies them, just smiles right.

It doesn't matter if the other person sees the truth. It doesn't matter what they think of him.

Extraordinary oneself does not need to be understood by mortals, but it is normal not to be understood. Being scolded, being frozen, being despised, being scorned, being alienated, being excluded, being feared… are all things to endure as special beings.

History has long proven that genius is often referred to as a madman, and the more special genius it is.

Stupid mortals can't see the essence and can only gradually understand it after the time has gone by, but they can still never understand it.

As a chosen special being, just do what you want to do and achieve your goals.

But……

It doesn't matter, but it's still a little uncomfortable to be stared at by an outcast who doesn't have the strength to fight right away.

I don't have anything to say to this guy anymore, next should be a conversation between myself and Summer Night, this stuff is sitting beside me that affects my mood... what should I do?

An idea appeared in his mind, and his hand smiled a little softer.

“Mr. Haruta, your eyes are quite warlike, aren't you interested in endurance and want to try? ”