I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

A corner of the shopping mall.

Soft music filled the café. Mingxian and Lisa sat facing each other in a private booth by the window. Their conversation was as hot and energetic as a summer heatwave, relentlessly focusing on the topic of fashion.

Lisa Imai exudes an irresistible youthful energy, and her smile is like the brightest sunshine in spring, warm and radiant, capable of instantly illuminating the hearts of those around her.

A conversation between Mingxian and Lisa.

Occasionally, a burst of hearty laughter would erupt due to a new fashion trend.

Sometimes, they would fall into brief contemplation due to their shared appreciation of a particular work of art.

Her brown curly hair shimmered with a warm glow in the sunlight, and her green eyes reflected the sound of zither strings.

At this time, Mingxian had changed out of her tattered clothes and put on new ones.

"I didn't expect that junior Mingxian would also like this kind of topic."

Lisa couldn't help but sigh.

Mingxian replied, "I'm a human being too, and I need to wear clothes, so naturally I'd care about this kind of topic, right?"

Rina, who was standing next to me, was talking on the phone.

Hina rested her chin on her hands, looking at Naruhiro with her big, watery eyes, and interjected, "In my impression, boys are all about convenience, only picking and choosing from the first store they enter in a shopping mall."

Mingxian said earnestly, "This place is dominated by women and deficient in men. You should go and meet some normal male high school students. They..."

A strange silence fell over the area.

It seems that Japanese male high school students in this world aren't at the age where they care about their clothes and appearance.

People usually start to care about these things when they get to university.

Realizing this, Mingxian coughed lightly and changed his tune, saying, "Okay, I am indeed the kind of person who likes fancy clothes."

Lisa nodded.

"Mingxian actually looks quite good in this outfit."

"I have a good foundation."

Mingxian was slightly smug.

There's nothing I can do, I'm just that handsome!

Hina asked curiously, "Why?"

Although it was a question without any context, Mingxian understood it.

Seeing those battles that reversed time and destroyed the world, one can't help but wonder, if someone has such immense power, why would they care about such trivial matters?

Mingxian actually wanted to say that he didn't open Tata every day.

Most of the time, it's just daily life.

It just occasionally causes chaos and disorder.

In daily life, what we care about is "clothing, food, housing, and transportation".

However, this kind of answer feels too ordinary.

Naruhiro intends to make Hina and Lisa feel guilty for the rest of their lives.

"It's probably to make up for past regrets."

The sunlight streamed through the glass windows of the café, bathing Mingxian in a warm and bright glow.

The three girls present all looked at him at the same time.

Mingxian said casually, "The orphanage that adopted me wasn't very well-off either. The clothes were often hand-me-downs from older siblings who couldn't fit into the younger ones."

"I never wore new clothes when I was a child."

"I would also flip through magazines, look at billboards, and imagine myself wearing those clothes when I saw people on TV."

"Back then, I would think that when I became independent, I would definitely wear new and beautiful clothes."

Upon hearing this, Lisa instinctively covered her mouth, realizing she had said something wrong, and quickly comforted her, "I'm sorry for reminding you of the past."

“It’s nothing…” Mingxian turned her head and looked out the window, “It’s just that I can no longer take care of the younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage.”

The above is pure nonsense.

Although he was adopted before he transmigrated, he did not grow up in an orphanage.

Instead, in this world, he is a child who grew up in an orphanage.

However, the feelings are quite similar.

There was probably a hint of genuine emotion in it...

perhaps.

The sound of the string is uncertain.

[Strategy Target: Lisa Imai, 50% Progress]

That's a really fast rise...

It was only five percent a moment ago.

At most, we're just acquaintances.

Lisa stood up and said to Mingxian, "How about we shop around a bit more and buy a few more new clothes?"

"I think this one is enough."

"It's alright, it's alright. I'll treat you this time as a thank you for what happened before."

"A thank you?"

The zither string remains unbroken.

Lisa replied, "Didn't Miss Riona say that the disobedient gods are those who have strayed from the right path and will cause disasters when they walk on the earth? Naruhiro just drove away such a powerful person, and I was right there beside him, so of course I should thank him!"

After saying that, without giving Mingxian a chance to refuse, she pulled him towards the mall.

Mingxian: "..."

It seems like this child has misunderstood something.

Rina gazed at Naruhira's background, seemingly gaining a completely new understanding of him.

She admitted that she had just been somewhat prejudiced against Mingxian, thinking he was a self-centered troublemaker who didn't care at all about dragging others into trouble.

Now I think the other person is a pretty good person.

"This one is really nice."

Hina gently picked up a black leather jacket, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"This one suits you well."

Lisa examined it carefully and nodded, as if she were choosing a battle robe for Mingxian.

"I think this one is nice too~"

Riyuna chimed in with a smile, holding a studded jacket, as if adding a touch of unruliness to this fashion spectacle.

The three stood around Mingxian, adjusting the combination of each outfit.

Mingxian stood quietly, letting them do as they pleased.

He seemed a little distracted.

After all, this kind of daily life can be disrupted at any time.

The Sword of Damocles hangs above his head, ready to fall and destroy him at any moment.

Thinking about it this way, I feel even more that I should have a big meal and then get a good night's sleep, otherwise I feel like I haven't lived enough.

Am I too easily satisfied?

Mingxian even sounded somewhat self-deprecating.

Shouldn't we be rushing into the homes of the powerful and wealthy, demanding that they immediately offer us the finest food, palaces, and beautiful women, and indulging in a life of debauchery?

Or perhaps they should simply give up on themselves, shouting, "If I can't live, you won't have a good life either," dragging the whole world down with them?

Forget it.

Instead of wasting time on this, you might as well struggle a little longer and think of a way to win.

After careful selection and matching, Mingxian gradually accumulated a series of unique outfits.

Finally, after countless attempts and adjustments, Lisa stopped what she was doing and looked at everything in front of her with satisfaction.

“This is the one,” she said firmly. “It has a rock and roll feel to it.”

Rina nodded in satisfaction, "This rebellious style suits you quite well."

Mingxian: "That works too."

He had no objection.

Lisa smiled and went to pay the bill, but Mingxian naturally wouldn't let a high school girl spend money to buy him clothes.

You ask about the heart of the string?

The string scroll is a completely external entity.

Surely no one would mistake her for an ordinary high school girl?

At least Mingxian had never seen an ordinary female high school student jump from the third floor and tumble all the way to the middle of the playground without even breaking a sweat.

"I'll do it."

Mingxian pulled Lisa back: "The previous employer gave me a large commission."

"It's alright, it's alright..." Lisa waved her hand dismissively. "Student discounts, holiday discounts, hot girl discounts, this little bit of thank you gift is no problem."

“I’ll do it.” Mingxian simply shook his head: “This money… means nothing to me anymore.”

If you really don't have any money, aren't there plenty in the bank next door?

They can even eat soft rice with string-shaped fillings.

Lisa was taken aback at first, then as if she had thought of something, she suddenly hugged Mingxian's head and gently stroked the back of his head, as if she were comforting a frightened child.