Chapter 8
Because the things behind such a system might involve something very deep.
How terrifying is an existence that can create a system and casually bestow these abilities.
The host is merely their plaything and test subject.
Calling them a host is actually just a slave trying to obtain system rewards.
For this, they can have no bottom line, look down on everything, and even take pride in it.
Without the system, they are nothing.
"That's not right either. Maybe those protagonists know the waters are deep, but they just don't want to stop trying. After all, living as a pig in captivity is still quite simple."
Minato shook his head self-deprecatingly: "I actually quite want to be that kind of pig, but unfortunately, I don't have the chance."
Borrowing the properties of that flame for a moment, Minato let it go.
Although it wouldn't matter if this flame were extinguished, it was only an external manifestation; the essential part remained with the main body.
But our Editor Minato is a person with very correct values; how could he take someone else's things and not return them?
"Going back to sleep."
Minato stretched and walked slowly towards home.
But when he returned home and saw the computer on the desk, he felt terrible.
Why?
Because he still had to carefully review Takatsuki Sen's article and help her polish it.
"Ah, it's all because of this damn pigeon!"
Minato was devastated; compared to staying up late to review and polish, he would rather have another fight with that Miss Rize.
But he had no choice now; he had already contacted all parties, and it would officially launch tomorrow, so he had to finish it as soon as possible.
Consequently, Minato could only brew himself a cup of goji berry tea and start reviewing.
Sigh, I'm getting old, and I still have to stay up late.
How miserable!
--Takatsuki Sen's residence.
At this time, Takatsuki Sen had already changed into her Aogiri Tree boss attire.
Her whole body was wrapped in white cloth, draped in a blood-red coat.
She looked just like a terrifying clown girl.
Takatsuki Sen jumped directly from the window; it was time for her to start acting as the Aogiri Tree boss.
"Kamishiro Rize has escaped from Yamori's hands again."
A white-haired Ghoul wearing a red mask appeared beside Takatsuki Sen.
Tatara, a high-ranking executive of Aogiri Tree.
An SS-rated Ghoul, who seemed to come from the same capital as Minato.
"That one really knows how to run, huh?" Takatsuki Sen shook her arm, "Let her go for now; tonight, let's consolidate the forces in the 11th Ward."
Compared to Kamishiro Rize, Takatsuki Sen thought it better to solve the problems in the 11th Ward first.
The situation in the 11th Ward must be completely stabilized.
There are two reasons for this.
One is the need for Aogiri Tree's development, and the other is... to make it safer for a certain idiot editor to travel.
Tatara looked at Takatsuki Sen and said, "Kamishiro Rize attacked him."
"Him? Who are you talking about?"
As soon as Tatara spoke, he felt a huge pressure coming from in front of him.
At this moment, the pressure of Takatsuki Sen's one-eyed Ghoul form surged toward him.
Her single eye was staring coldly at Tatara.
Even the SS-rated Tatara felt his body go numb for a moment.
"Minato, that editor of yours."
Tatara said, "According to the reports from the Ghouls protecting him, Kamishiro Rize and Minato collided on a bus, but it was Kamishiro Rize who was defeated; he is completely fine."
Hearing this, the aura on Takatsuki Sen calmed down a bit, and a hint of surprise appeared in her single eye: "Mr. Minato actually has this ability."
Tatara nodded: "His identity might not be simple. Is he one of the White Doves?"
He didn't trust this fellow countryman of unknown origin very much.
Takatsuki Sen shook her head; having spent so many years together, she knew Minato had always persisted in martial arts practice and even found people to get a few quinque.
How did she know? Because Minato had previously planned to give her one for self-defense.
So Takatsuki Sen knew Minato could deal with Ghouls, but she didn't expect him to be able to deal with a Ghoul like Kamishiro Rize.
It was a waste of her worry.
Thinking about it, Takatsuki Sen felt a bit depressed.
This guy is so powerful and didn't even tell her...
Chapter 9
"Dear Editor-Sir, it's time to wake up."
Minato, who was fast asleep, felt a mist by his ear.
It seemed like a female voice he was very familiar with was speaking in his ear.
He opened his eyes hazily: "It's Sen."
Staying up late to edit the text last night, he was actually hallucinating now.
How could that damn pigeon run to his house early in the morning? She was probably out having fun somewhere.
Thinking this, Minato curled his lips, feeling a bit unhappy.
He felt it was necessary to add something to the contract.
For example, if she delays the manuscript for a day, she has to write a 'Zheng' character on her leg or something...
But that's a matter for later.
Now he needs to get some good sleep; he still has to negotiate with those manufacturers in the afternoon; he's busy to death.
Saying this, Minato pulled Takatsuki Sen, who was standing by his bed, over.
Takatsuki Sen didn't react in time, and an expression of astonishment appeared on her face.
Her whole body fell onto Minato's bed.
Hmm... it's a familiar scent.
It felt the same for both parties.
Minato hugged her like an octopus, and occasionally rubbed against her face.
A big man over 1.8 meters tall holding a girl around 1.5 meters tall; I don't know how to describe the scene.
If you ask what Minato felt, it was probably soft and fragrant.
Much more comfortable than his past body pillows.
"Damn pigeon..."
Minato said in his sleep with his eyes closed, hazy.
The expression on Takatsuki Sen's face changed from astonishment to a smile.
She saw the notebook on Minato's desk as soon as she came up in the morning, which still had her manuscript that had been polished and reviewed.
Apparently, he had stayed up late again yesterday to help her get it approved.
"You've worked hard, my Editor-Sir."
Takatsuki Sen looked at the sleeping man dotingly, and rubbed against him gently like a kitten.
"Just take this as your reward."
She slowly approached Minato's cheek, moving very slightly to avoid waking the man.
She slowly pressed a kiss to Minato's forehead.
She wasn't wearing lipstick or anything, so only a few water stains were left on Minato's forehead.
"Sweet dreams."
Takatsuki Sen also closed her eyes.
Near noon, the alarm Minato set went off.
"Ha~~"
Minato just wanted to stretch and dispel his desire to stay in bed, when he realized something was wrong.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at the green-haired girl lying in his arms, his body stiffening.
Could it be that he was still dreaming?
"Ha~~"
Takatsuki Sen was woken up by Minato getting up, but interestingly, her waking movement was almost identical to Minato's.
It really is quite interesting.
"Good afternoon, my dear Editor-Sir." Takatsuki Sen winked mischievously at Minato, "How is the Takatsuki Sen limited edition body pillow? Is it comfortable?"
"Hmm..." Minato recalled carefully, his eyes lighting up, "Very good, comfortable and soft, white and tender as frost, and it comes with a soothing fragrance; I'm blown away! When can I order another one?"
At this moment, he seemed to become a bit fanatical.
It left Takatsuki Sen opposite him stunned.
Then Minato used the unique Japanese way of saying thank you: "Thanks for the treat."
"..."
Takatsuki Sen looked at Minato quietly, without speaking.
She was organizing her words.
Urgent online: what to do if one's editor is a pervert, and she slept with him?
Takatsuki Sen sighed and laughed: "Mr. Minato, you really make me helpless."
"It really is very comfortable."
Minato shrugged.
Takatsuki Sen said, "If you say that, I will also be shy."
"Really?!" Minato looked surprised, then quickly picked up his phone, opened the camera, and urged, "Quick, Takatsuki Sen, quick!"
Being able to capture Sen's shy moment, hmm...
Minato showed a lewd, fatherly smile in his heart.
Takatsuki Sen smiled slightly; it wasn't a shy smile, but a very dangerous one.
She reached out her hand.
"Uh..."
Minato hesitated for a moment, then very consciously exited the camera function and returned to the main page.
Oh, let me mention something.
Minato's phone screen saver was a photo taken when he and Takatsuki Sen were traveling.
Both of them were smiling very happily.