There's something wrong with my role-playing system

"Just now...did a soul come over?"

She gently rubbed her sleepy eyes and said softly.

Barely pulling himself together, the busty red-haired Shinigami looked at the other side of the Santu River, but of course he found nothing.

However, when she saw the Missing Flower, she couldn't help but twitch her lips, as if she was remembering some unbearable past event.

"That abominable god of death..."

She whispered so softly.

"Don't let me catch you!"

She was caught and disciplined by that lolita Yama for a long time, and now she still has some lingering fears when she thinks about it.

If she doesn't take revenge, she won't be Onozuka Komachi!

only…………

It’s better to sleep now……

The red-haired Death God yawned and lay down on the boat again.

…………………………………………

When Qiong opened his eyes again, what he saw was the familiar room and the pink-haired Death girl with a delicate face.

"Noy..."

Looking at this familiar figure, Qiong gently called her name, and her originally uneasy mood became calmer.

"Well, it's me!"

Hearing this, Quan Qianyu replied so softly.

However, looking at the system panel beside her that only she could see, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

Just like that...

The performance progress dropped by several percentage points, almost all of Izumi Qianyu's efforts during this period were in vain.

I didn’t expect that the performance progress would actually drop...

But thinking about it, the system has said that if you switch back to the main body during the performance, the performance progress will be reset to zero.

That is to say......

There is indeed a possibility of decline in performance progress.

And now…………

Can't Death interfere with the life and death of mortals?

I don't know what I thought of, but Quan Qianyu's eyes became a little ugly.

"Noi, you are here..."

Qiong's soft voice suddenly sounded in Quan Qianyu's ears.

"That's great…………"

The girl said this with a reassuring smile on her face.

"Yes, of course I'm here!"

Looking at Qiong's expression, Quan Qianyu felt an unknown fire rising in his heart for some reason.

"On the other hand, you... disappeared quite neatly!"

"If I hadn't come quickly, you..."

"Hey, Qiong!"

Quan Qianyu took a deep breath to calm down.

But those sharp eyes made Qiong even more panicked.

"You can tell me...why you didn't just wait for me at home when it was raining so heavily, but you ran out instead?"

"I………"

Facing Quan Qianyu's question, Qiong hesitated for a while before speaking in a hushed tone.

"Noi hasn't come... I'm a little worried about Noi, so..."

"So you ran out without holding an umbrella?"

Quan Qianyu felt that he was really angry and laughed.

"I...I have an umbrella..."

Qiong said weakly.

"What about the umbrella?"

Quan Qianyu asked angrily.

Chapter 287: Irena who wants to act coquettishly

"The umbrella was blown away by the wind..."

"I say you…………"

Quan Qianyu was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

She put her hand on her forehead and was silent for half a minute before speaking in a helpless tone.

"Okay, even if you hold an umbrella..."

"But don't you know what the weather is like outside?"

"Don't you know what your physical condition is now?"

"What are you thinking about going out at this time?"

"worry about me?"

"I am the God of Death, what can happen?"

"As for you, if I hadn't arrived in time, something would have really happened!"

"But...I'm just worried about Noi!"

Although Quan Qianyu was blaming Quan Qianyu, Qiong felt warm in her heart.

Because she could feel the care and worry in Quan Qianyu's words. It feels so good to have Noi around me...

Qiong couldn't help but reveal a silly smile on his face.

"and………"

Qiong whispered his thoughts.

"Noi is not around... I feel really uneasy..."

"…………"

Looking at the appearance of the girl in front of him, Quan Qianyu suddenly felt that he couldn't be angry.

"never mind………"

She said with a somewhat helpless tone.

"Forget it this time, don't be so impulsive next time!"

"Your body..."

"...I can't stand your trouble anymore!"

"Um!"

Qiong nodded happily.

Seeing this, Quan Qianyu sighed and touched his head helplessly.

"So...about our noon agreement..."

Quan Qianyu glanced at Qiong on the bed.

"With your current physical condition, you definitely can't learn cooking from me!"

Qiong's face looked a little disappointed. This was the first time she felt regretful.

It was obvious that she had been looking forward to saying this for a long time...

"Well, Qiong, you can rest here first, I'm going to prepare dinner!"

Seeing Qiong like this, Quan Qianyu felt a little happy. She patted Qiong's head gently, then turned and went to the kitchen.

"…………"

Looking at Quan Qianyu's back, Qiong covered half of his face with a quilt.

In today's weather, it doesn't feel hot at all.

Being left behind again......

Although they were only separated by a room, Qiong still felt slightly lonely.

I want to stay with Noi...

This desire even goes beyond the desire for life.

That's why she was so impulsive today.

Preparing food for dinner......

According to Qiong’s past experience, it should take a while!

Before Qiong, I had always relied on games to pass this boring time.

but now…………

Qiong turned her attention to the computer she placed next to her bed.

Don’t want to play………

There is no way to create any desire to play games in my heart.

and…………

My whole body was so weak that I didn't want to move at all while lying on the bed.

This was probably when she had a serious heart attack that made her feel like this, right?

No, that would be even more uncomfortable!

But, no matter what......

"I hate being sick!"

Qiong muttered like this and shrank into the quilt.

At the same time, Izumi Qianyu, who was preparing dinner for Qiong in the kitchen, also used the telepathy between the main body and the clone to contact Irena.

"What?"

In the living room of Izumi Qianyu's house, Irena, who had just finished cooking dinner, couldn't help but frown.

"Aren't you coming back tonight?"

"You know it, Irena!"

Quan Qianyu couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face.

"This child Qiong..."

"...It really makes people feel uneasy!"

"Qiong..."

Irena, who shares memories with Izumi Qianyu, naturally cannot understand Qiong.

"He is indeed a child that makes people worry..."

"only………"