My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Chapter 346 The Silly Shrine Maiden Who Occasionally Mutters Quiet Complaints in Ghost Stories

"Hurry up, Alora, hurry up, I have a bad feeling..." Old Barak kept urging his granddaughter.

Old Dengtou is now probably similar to a "half-heroic spirit" type. His physical body can only become the guardian of the original world, while his soul is like a descendant residing in a sword.

It should have been that greatsword, but he replaced it with the Tiga suit, so the other Swift Sword in Alola's hand is his true form.

"What's wrong, Grandpa? I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush..." The former pope looked at her impatient grandfather with a lot of speechlessness.

Despite having lived in this world for a week, Alora still feels somewhat unreal.

This is an incredibly peaceful world, so peaceful that it even made her, who had spent half her life in war, feel a sense of unreality, and this unreality made her even more fascinated by this place.

At the same time, she also understood why her grandfather, who had spent his life in the military, was so attached to this world.

only……

Looking at her "system panel," she was highly skeptical of it, and also of its contents...

[Task 1: Head to Xuejiaqiao Village. Reward: Initial Magic Unsealing (Limited to Tier 1 and below)]

[Task Two: With the help and witness of your grandfather, forcibly force Xue Daolu to his knees, then drag him to the church for your engagement. Reward: A marriage contract with Xue Daolu (world-certified). Note: Xue Daolu's personal favorability ±1]

The first task was fine, but the second task...

Ah this...

When Alora saw this quest, her expression was like that of a sweating soybean. She couldn't understand what was wrong with this world, with such an absurd quest.

Furthermore, she recalled Xue Lude, and although only a few months had passed, she could sense that Xue Lude was a very opinionated person.

Just like the human host in a tokusatsu drama, she has her own plans, her own determination, and an inner strength that is not swayed by anything external.

That was her only impression of the child.

But this second task was really making her nervous, especially since her grandfather kept urging her on after hearing about it, and also...

“This damn system of yours is very problematic, Alora. Trust my judgment. I know Xue's temper too well. He must have encountered a problem that no other world can solve before he came to us for help,” Old Barak continued, stating his assessment.

Arora remained silent; she found it hard to imagine what could be so difficult for a child with such a strong inner strength to overcome.

"Do you know Hideki Goe under the setting sun?" Old Barak suddenly asked.

During this time, they were taking risks while watching tokusatsu dramas on Xue Dinglu's phone.

Therefore, Barak watched almost all the tokusatsu dramas, but Alora did not. She was more picky and couldn't stand those Showa era Ultraman. She only watched the three Ultraman and some of the new generation.

Therefore, she couldn't catch the joke and could only shake her head.

"He was an incredibly strong man, but no matter how strong he was, he would fall into the lowest point in his life and even risk his life to force an Ultraman to compromise."

“Actually, the one whose personality is really similar to Xue’s is that of Hideki, not Daigo. Moreover, Xue is more extreme and doesn’t take himself seriously at all. He must have used some kind of technique with serious side effects to cause this situation,” Old Barak continued.

Looking back a few months ago, whether it was when he finally became a ghost and became one with him, or when he transformed into a giant of light under that mysterious academic ritual, old Barak had a very clear understanding of Xue's personality.

That kid is the type who would easily risk his life at the gambling table if he could achieve his goal, without any hesitation.

"Oh, right, Alora, there's also your mission. It says to beat that kid Xue to his knees. Don't worry, I'll do everything I can to make him kneel down and then drag him into the church to officiate the wedding," Old Deng added.

"Grandpa!" Arora was even more speechless at this old man.

"Okay, okay, I went off-topic just now, but I'm sure I'm not wrong. Since the world consciousness wants you to marry Xue, then he must have a huge problem in that area. I think he might be paralyzed right now, or he might have lost the ability to like someone else."

"That's why world consciousness came to us."

At this moment, a trace of anxiety and unease appeared on Old Barak's face. He had no idea what Xue's Law was in, and the more outrageous the task was, the more uneasy he felt.

"So, Alora, I hope you're truly sincere about that kid. It's even possible that his condition is more serious than we think; he might have turned into a lich." The old man continued rambling on.

In fact, Xue Delude had already become a ghost before. It was only after he connected with the world's consciousness that the world's power forcibly reversed his state from that of a ghost.

Therefore, he understood even more what it felt like to be a ghost.

He lost his five senses, leaving only his soul, and was in a state of extreme anger and resentment, a feeling that tormented him for decades.

Alora just rolled her eyes and continued, "Why does it seem like you're siding with the outsider? If I had a conflict with that kid, would you blindly side with him?"

“Of course! If Xue is having a conflict with you, then you must be the one with the problem,” Old Barak replied without hesitation.

The pope rolled her eyes, but after a long pause, she managed to say, "Actually, I don't know if I really like that child. I'm past the age where I can fall head over heels in love with someone."

"It's really just a feeling of pity for that child and gratitude for being saved. When you're most helpless and desperate, someone is willing to stand in front of you without hesitation. I think no woman could refuse such a boy..."

"But, just like a famous saying in this world, the furthest distance between longing and understanding is the longing. I don't know how long I can keep this longing and gratitude when it turns into the mundane trivialities of married life and the daily grind after the illusion has faded." She had actually thought about these things very seriously.

After all, even for a legendary figure, her age is considered mature.

No longer like a little girl who could pursue her dreams without considering the future, she would think about many things about the future and the time spent together.

Old Barack also fell silent. He truly longed to hold his great-grandchildren, especially his own granddaughter and Xue's child.

But in the end, he sighed and said, "Sorry, Alola."

"Well, I accept your apology. I'm not young anymore, and it's time for me to start thinking about how to be a good wife and mother." The pope said to the old man next to her on the side of the road, "Just don't blindly side with that child when we argue in the future."

"No way, why are you making Xue angry?" Old Barak said hurriedly.

Alora rolled her eyes.

With the green light on, the two sped towards Xuejiaqiao Village. The old man continued, "How much further?"

"38 kilometers, we should be able to get there before dark," she said, looking at her phone's navigation.

……

Meanwhile, at Xue Dinglu's home, Fafner asked, "Auntie, how do you make braised potatoes?"

The aunt taught the child how to cook, and also told her which dishes Xue Dinglu liked to eat and which he disliked.

"You must be careful, Ah Xue doesn't like to eat fish, but he loves dried anchovies. You might find it strange, but that's just his diet. He likes things that can be eaten directly; he doesn't like things with bones, thorns, or shells. He also likes things to be a little sweet. So, if you make sweet and sour dried anchovies for him, even though he doesn't like fish, he'll eat a whole bowl of them." After saying this, Auntie put two pieces of rock sugar into the braised potatoes.

"He'll like it even if there's no sugar, but he'll still eat it if you pour him some cola."

"Oh!" Fafnir was taking notes very seriously. She felt that she was working even harder now than before the college entrance examination.

And then, she prepared to cook lunch for her teacher herself.

The system has already indicated that cooking for yourself will increase the teacher's favorability towards you by 1!

As for Xue Dinglu at this moment, he was completely unaware that the scheme his mother had set up for him had already covered him in every aspect, like a net from heaven to earth.

He was currently watching Ultraman Tiga with this silly little witch.

The scenes inside made the girl from another world frown, grit her teeth, and then let out a long sigh.

"Are you trying to fool me with some children's story?" the witch muttered under her breath after watching more than ten episodes.

"How is that possible? This is my world, a world without evil spirits," Xue Dinglu said.

"But how can a world with monsters appearing every other day, and with Kirieloids and strange alien invasions, have a population of 83 billion?" The witch leaned back strategically, clearly showing her disbelief.

In particular, it became even harder for her to tense up when her gaze fell once again on Xue Dinglu's more than 10 billion people.

She wouldn't believe this childlike story was true unless Xue Law said he was a Kyrie Elorod or an evil god.

"By the way, have you killed anyone? Quite a few?" While looking at the daily life of the two who crashed in the plane on her phone, she tentatively asked Xue Dinglu beside her.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" Xue Dinglu paused for a moment, then controlled his facial muscles and showed a slightly apologetic expression. "Yes, I have killed a lot, and many people have died because of me."

Why kill?

“Some deserved to die, and some were killed because I was too late to save them. Therefore, I had no choice but to kill the infected ones.” Xue Dinglu raised his head and looked at the sun outside.

Unbeknownst to him, he seemed to have taken countless lives on his hands. Some deserved to die, but many others did not.

If it were me a few months ago, I probably wouldn't have believed that I would become a blood-soaked executioner a few months later.
However, if he were to go back to that time again, he would still make the same decision.

He won't feel remorse for killing someone, but he will remember everyone who died because of him and will never make the same mistake again.

At the same time, I was also prepared for a terrible death.

The shrine maiden stared blankly at Xue Luding. For some reason, she had a strange feeling that the billions of lives on Xue Luding's head were actually somewhat understandable. Had he encountered some highly contagious patient? Was he forced to kill them all? Or was it contamination? Parasites? Or some evil spirit whose lives were tied to many others, forcing him to kill everyone the evil spirit had bound to him in order to eliminate the evil spirit?
This little witch has already started making excuses and reasons for the billions of lives on Xue Dinglu's head.

After all, Xue's Law doesn't seem like the kind of dimensional demon god capable of slaughtering billions of people. Instead, he seems more like someone with little emotion, but who values ​​their lives more than anything else...

Human form?
She glanced at Daigo, who had crashed again, and then at Xue Dinglu.

"What's wrong?" Xue asked.

"Sacrificing the minority to save the majority?" she tried to ask, hoping to elicit some information.

"No, I will save everyone. If I fail, it only proves that I am not capable enough," Xue Dinglu denied her words.

The little witch continued to frown. She still couldn't imagine how billions of heads could be generated. But suddenly, she paused for a moment, and then slapped herself hard.

Su Su, Su Su, why did you get fooled by that handsome dimensional demon god again?
He must be faking it to lower your guard. Even though the goal is to conquer this dimensional demon, you should be in charge, Su Su. Don't let the handsome dimensional demon lead you by the nose!

The current big bad guy is really wicked; he only knows how to play the victim to deceive young girls like you. Don't be fooled by his whitewashing rhetoric.

She slapped her cheeks hard, making both sides of her face flush red.

Xue Daolu didn't know what was wrong with this little girl; she seemed to be acting stupid, slapping herself every few minutes.

Doesn't it hurt when you hit yourself in the face?
Xue Dinglu was speechless; her originally pretty face had become chubby from all the injections.

Xue Dinglu felt a pang of unease when he thought about his little dragon mother growing up to look like this.

Wait a minute, I think I'm getting a little emotional again.

Xue Dinglu silently felt this emotion, and thought again what would happen if Xiaolongniang was still so silly when she was 18 years old. He felt a little sad.

"You keep watching, I'm going to spend some time with my family," Xue Dinglu said.

He planned to leave after lunch to explore the world filled with demons.

I don't intend to tell this silly witch, lest she suddenly have another fit and start crying, making a scene, or threatening suicide, or mimicking a stressed kitten breathing.

……

Upon arriving in the living room, Xue Dinglu was surprised to find that the person currently cooking was not his aunt, but Valrhona, who was standing on a stool.

She was so short that she could only stand on a stool to toss the wok. And judging from the appearance, the soybeans in the pot had just been put in, and the boiling hot oil was frying the soybeans until they were fragrant.

Seeing the girl's expression, which seemed to be charging into battle, Xue Luding decided not to disturb her, lest she accidentally tip the pot over to the ground if he did.

Meanwhile, she went to the guest room to check on Little Dragon Girl and found that she was wearing a little dinosaur pajama and lying on the sofa as if contemplating life. As for her younger sister, Little Flower Fairy, she was still in the flowerpot, with only her head sticking out to bask in the sun, and her face showing a (`) expression.

"What's wrong? Isn't it fun anymore? You're not even going to learn musical instruments?" Xue Dinglu knew that Xiaolongniang really liked musical instruments. In fact, when her Zhuluoji team opened a farm in the Silver Kingdom, they even performed a song from another world.

"Siam and White Crow are gone, and we've lost our pianist and violinist. I want my sister to learn piano, but she's too lazy. All she does all day is sleep and sunbathe..." Little Dragon Girl began to tell Xue Dinglu.

Xue Dinglu looked at the little fairy again.

/(`)

It's sleeping soundly. It's true that plants sleep most comfortably during the day, especially with the sun shining so brightly right now.

"Dad, what's wrong with you lately? Are you unhappy?" Little Dragon Mom got up, her thick dinosaur pajamas swaying back and forth, making a creaking sound as she stepped on the ground.

"It's alright, it's alright, Dad is fine," Xue Dinglu replied, using the cursed blood to control his facial muscles and reveal a kind smile.

“But my sister said that you haven’t really smiled at all during this time; it’s all fake smiles.” Xiaolongniang’s words made Xue Dinglu’s smile freeze instantly.

He silently withdrew the cursed blood that had spread across his facial muscles, staring blankly at his daughter.

"Did you all notice...?"

"Actually, I can roughly tell that, Dad, you didn't used to smile like this."

"How did I smile before?" Xue Dinglu was stunned for a moment. He was confident that his control over the cursed blood was probably even higher than that of the Great Sage. He could perfectly control any muscle in his body, and his smile was absolutely identical.

"It's just... the feeling, that feeling. My dad used to have a warm smile, but now, I don't feel that way anymore..." Little Dragon's mother looked at Xue Dinglu's expressionless face and suddenly felt very awkward for some reason.

"Feelings..." Xue Dinglu fell silent.

He didn't know if his two daughters could sense other people's emotions, but right now, his own emotions were indeed very weak.

"Dad, why don't you find me a mom? Find me a mom so she can take care of you, maybe that will be better..." Little Dragon's mother continued, fidgeting.

Xue Law: "..."

"This doesn't sound like something a silly kid would come up with," Xue Dinglu asked directly, "Who taught you to say that?"

“Little sister!” He pointed to the little flower fairy who was still sunbathing and said innocently, “My little sister told me this last night, but I actually think it’s a good idea. Having an older sister to take care of Dad will at least make you less tired.”

"Aren't you afraid that Mom will bully you and then Dad won't help you?" Xue Dinglu rubbed the head of the man in the green dinosaur pajamas.

"No, I believe Dad will help me, just like when we defeated the big bad guy. Dad picked me up and 'whoosh,' and then 'boom,' that dark golden dragon was defeated by Dad."

The little one's language skills were still worrisome, but Xue Dinglu wasn't annoyed and continued to pat her head.

"We'll talk about that later. Let's wait until Dad finds a nice aunt for you and your sister." Xue Dinglu stroked her head and began to play with his little daughter carefully.

This includes building blocks, doing puzzles, and going out together to catch the orange cat sleeping on the wall and keep petting it.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but Old Li's orange cat next door has gotten fatter. It used to be a little kitten, but now it looks like a walking gas cylinder.

It seems that ever since Fafnir arrived, the orange cat and the big yellow dog next door have visibly gotten fatter.

Perhaps it's because gaining weight improves one's temperament, but this orange cat, which used to be quite disobedient, now, after being caught and exposing its belly, simply lets Little Dragon Girl keep stroking its fat with a calm expression.

"Little kitty, sweetie... take this..." Little Dragon Girl took out a can of food from her pajamas, pried it open with her paws, and handed it to Fat Orange.

Fat Orange immediately nuzzled against Little Dragon Girl with a lilting sound, then went on a crazy spree of showing off.

Xue Law: "..."

He probably knows why Old Li's cats and dogs are so fat. He guesses Old Li feeds them several times a day, Fafnir feeds them several times a day, and then feeds them again after Little Dragon Girl pets them...

After a while, the fat becomes uncontrollable.

And this silly cat will eat anything anyone gives it, without any regard for its size. I reckon in a few weeks it won't even be able to squeeze through that less than half-meter-high wall and the railings on top.

"Dinner's ready!" came my aunt's voice.

Xue Luding brought Xiaolongniang back to the dining table, and then Xue Luding also mentioned that he would be leaving home later.

However, at the dinner table, Fafnir kept happily putting dried fish on Xue Luding's plate, and seemed excitedly waiting for his reaction.

“Teacher, you eat,” Fafnir said.

Xue Law: "..."

There was more fish than rice in his bowl. No matter how much he liked it, he shouldn't have done it like that.

So Xue Luding shared some dried fish with Xiaolongniang, and the child ate them all without hesitation. Xue Luding also took a bite and said, "Not bad."

Fafnir immediately burst into laughter, wishing she could dump the entire plate of dried fish onto Xue.

……

After a strange lunch, Xue Luding said he would go out for a while today. After returning to the house, he looked at the witch in his consciousness space who was eating melon and watching Ultraman with great interest.

By observing the petals falling around her, we can directly find the corresponding coordinates, and then...

"Buzz!" A cross-shaped portal appeared in the consciousness space.

The shrine maiden, who had been grinning foolishly, froze for a moment, then looked at the portal in horror, and then at Xue Dinglu, who was now ready.

"Wait, brother, I'll call you brother then, what's on the other side? What's on the other side of this portal?" After a few seconds of mental blankness, the witch suddenly had an extremely terrified thought.

“It should be your house,” Xue Dinglu replied seriously.

Upon seeing the billions of heads again, the witch's expression instantly became as abstract as the world-famous painting "The Scream," and she hurriedly said, "No, Brother Lu, please don't do this! Please don't do this! I'm willing to do anything, please don't go to my world, okay? I'll warm your bed tonight, please leave my world alone..."

"Let go! Stop hugging my leg..."

"I won't let go, Brother Law, I'm well-endowed. I actually wear a breast binder, you can put your hand in to check the goods, as long as you don't go into my world! I really don't want this kind of thing!"

(End of this chapter)