"Here."

Once again, he reached out and handed over the rice paper. Crosso said without any hesitation: "I have already signed my signature on it, so Xiaoyou, should you also sign your name?"

"..."

(cut.)

(This guy Croseau is actually worried that I will default on my debt.)

(She didn’t even think about it. Think about it, am I the kind of person who will burn bridges across rivers?)

If it's something else, I really believe in you, Xiaoyou.

But when it comes to eating and drinking...

After saying this through the two-person radio channel, Crosso glanced at Xue Linyu sideways, and then said with a faint smile: "You little guy is a little unsure."

"What do you mean it's a bit uncertain!"

Hearing in vain that this guy Crosso still questioned his own character, Xue Linyu suddenly got a little angry and yelled: "Which meal in the past four years was not cooked by me?"

"But in the past four years, Xiaoyou, you haven't given me a single meal to satisfy me."

It was okay not to mention this at first, but when it came to it, Crosso also started to complain.

Although it was true that Xue Linyou was cooking the food during these four years, he asked Crosso to help out every time.

Get started!

That's a good start!

Just imagine how could Crosso, one of the three goddesses of fate, do such a thing?

Isn’t this devaluing yourself?

Even though...

It's true that she has now transformed into a 'sacred elf', but...

But there is no master who enslaves the ‘contracted elves’ like this?

Know this is abuse!

Total abuse!

So Croseau protested!

She wants to take back her sovereignty, she wants to take back the glory that belongs to her, that is - never cook!

"Is it considered abuse to ask Crosso to help you fill some firewood and take care of the vegetables?"

Seeing Crosso's harmless look on his face, Xue Linyu gritted his teeth in hatred.

He did not deny that without Crosso, he would not be as successful as he is now, but...

Be thankful. Be thankful.

But being a human being...

Oh, no, it should be said that as a 'future goddess' who also serves as a 'sacred elf', he can't let her take advantage of her?

yes.

He also understood that asking Crosso to do these tasks might be a bit unfair to her.

But for things like cooking, you definitely need help from others, right?

after all……

Xue Linyou was only six years old back then.

"Forget it!" Nodding heavily, Crosso replied extremely firmly: "Xiaoyou, have you ever seen any 'master' who would let his 'contracted elf' do such a thing?"

"I've seen one myself."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Xue Linyou pointed at himself and said calmly: "That's me."

"..."

"..."

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and the scene was a little silent.

(You are using yourself as a precedent, please explain?)

While thinking this, Crosso sighed softly and seemed to give up arguing: "You must be the only one in this world who can say such things, Xiaoyou?"

"Well."

Being somewhat hesitant and hesitant about what the other party said, Yuki Rinyu didn't make any rebuttal at the moment.

because……

What Crosso said was true, and he had no right to refute it.

What's more, he actually feels a little guilty mentally.

Let a teacher who has taught him carefully for four years, and a "contract elf" who has taken good care of him for four years, help him every day, fill up the firewood, and take care of the vegetables.

Honestly.

Although he thought it was nothing before or even just now, when he thought of the other person's past identity, he suddenly couldn't help but feel a little shorter.

(Goddess.)

(I asked a goddess to help me.)

(I am afraid……)

(I'm afraid only I can do it.)
Chapter completed!