"Kawaii desu ne!"
Upon seeing the approaching creature, Senbon Sakura's pupils dilated, her eyes sparkling with hearts.
She couldn't help but reach out, wanting to embrace it.
It was Anubis, the slender dog. Its appearance was truly extraordinary, its golden fur gleaming, its body long and slender, its eyes shining with intelligence, incredibly bright.
For a Japanese girl who naturally loved small animals, it was irresistibly charming.
However.
The next second.
Senbon Sakura froze, her pretty face filled with panic, and she instinctively clutched her skirt tightly: "Dame..."
Anubis, however, was incredibly excited. Like a hungry wolf, it pounced, biting Senbon Sakura's short skirt and pulling hard.
If Ji Mo hadn't cautioned Anubis to be low-key in front of outsiders and remember that it was just an ordinary dachshund, Senbon Sakura would have lost her skirt by now.
Senbon Sakura's face paled. She couldn't pull away from Anubis, and her skirt slipped down bit by bit.
It was as if the more she struggled, the more excited it became.
Anubis yelped loudly.
"Good boy, found some prey?"
Hearing the commotion, Ji Mo walked over, thinking Anubis had caught a big sucker.
But upon arriving, his pupils instantly widened.
He felt as if... a holy light was blinding him.
Adhering to the principle of not looking at what is improper, Ji Mo quickly averted his gaze.
Oh dear, he thought Teddy was already quite something, but he didn't expect there to be even more extreme cases.
This slender dog wasn't human either... oh, it actually wasn't.
"You damned dog, what are you doing? Let go of this girl immediately, or I'll castrate you tonight."
Ji Mo roared, very angry.
As a refined, amiable, upright, and kind person, he could not tolerate his dog being so filthy and improper.
Anubis couldn't speak, so it transmitted its thoughts: "Master, this girl has a divine aura on her, it's inside her skirt, I'll tear it open to show you."
Tear it open to show me?
Ji Mo's heart skipped a beat. Good boy, it was worth doting on him... No, I, Ji, study the Spring and Autumn Annals, how can I be such a person?
Moreover, that deity is so shameless, hiding in a girl's skirt.
Hiss...
A piece of fabric was torn off by Anubis and fell to the ground.
But Senbon Sakura's skirt remained intact. What fell was a special small cloth bag hidden in the lining.
"A storage bag, with the aura of that old woman Amaterasu on it."
Anubis sniffed and transmitted its findings to Ji Mo, feeling quite embarrassed.
Ji Mo glanced at the storage bag and frowned slightly.
It seemed that the person named Amaterasu was not a good sort either, to tamper with a storage bag.
This girl must also be a "lucky" chosen one.
In fact, after his last encounter with Ellie, Ji Mo understood that the so-called chosen ones were not lucky individuals, but rather suckers.
Being a chosen one was a huge pitfall. It seemed like those chosen by gods would receive great opportunities and their strength would skyrocket.
But there's no free lunch in the world. In the end, these pitiful souls, though seemingly gaining a lot, would actually lose even more, leaving nothing behind.
Ji Mo kindly reminded her: "Miss, you shouldn't carry this thing, throw it away."
Senbon Sakura had already pulled up her skirt, hurriedly picked up the storage bag, quickly wiped off the dust, and regarded it as a treasure.
This was a treasure bestowed by the goddess Amaterasu. Not only was it a spatial item, but it also had powerful effects. Wearing it close to her body could increase her cultivation speed by several times.
This person was blind and looked down on divine objects, what a country bumpkin.
"You're the one who shouldn't carry it, you don't know anything. Your dogs and people here are all bad, completely rotten."
Senbon Sakura spoke fluent Chinese, but her unique local accent was still quite strong, with a soft, sweet quality that was very pleasant to hear.
"Sakura girl?"
Ji Mo recognized her and realized she was an international friend.
It was all Anubis's fault for being improper and biting her skirt, causing him to be misunderstood as a bad person too.
To salvage his image and not bring shame to his country,
Ji Mo forced a smile, stared at Senbon Sakura, scratched his head, and chuckled twice, trying his best to compliment her: "Miss, your blue chubby is very kawaii."
He noticed the Doraemon pattern embroidered on Senbon Sakura's clothes and wanted to praise her with it.
Girls, a few sweet words and pleasantries should be enough to appease them.
Pants?
He even knew they were blue.
You scoundrel, you appear gentle and refined, a perfect gentleman, and pretend to be a gentleman, but you secretly looked, truly shameless.
Senbon Sakura's face instantly turned red, completely misunderstanding. She was so angry she wanted to draw her samurai sword and attack him on the spot.
The main reason was that the pronunciation of "pantsu" was already improper in their country, and Ji Mo's deliberate use of "kawaii" made it hard not to misunderstand.
The look of wanting to kill someone could never be hidden.
Ji Mo keenly sensed the killing intent.
He looked bewildered. Was he wrong for complimenting someone?
Why was she angry?
Honestly, why are girls so capricious and unpredictable?
"Master is awesome?!"
Anubis, who was proficient in various languages, couldn't help but raise a paw.
It had also misunderstood, thinking Ji Mo was too bold to utter such suggestive words in front of the girl, and yet appeared so calm. This composure was truly unparalleled.
Ji Mo's warm greeting was met with a cold shoulder. He could only awkwardly walk away, changing the subject: "Hey, who is so inconsiderate, littering?"
He picked up the scattered ghost fires on the road and threw them into the nearby trash can. He found one that wasn't too badly damaged and could still be ridden.
This made Ji Mo a little excited. He finally had his first vehicle.
As a child, he was very envious of those who rode ghost fires, and it wasn't because most of their back seats were occupied by one or two pretty girls.
It was because riding a ghost fire didn't require closing the door tightly, and the wheels could run over people's faces.
Engage the clutch, start the engine, and accelerate...
The ghost fire spewed black smoke and let out a dull roar.
Ji Mo looked smug and said to Senbon Sakura: "Miss, if you want to go somewhere, I'll give you a ride. Let me tell you, my driving skills are superb..."
Before he could finish bragging, perhaps he touched something by mistake, or maybe there was a problem with the vehicle, the ghost fire, like a wild horse that had broken its reins, violently crashed into a nearby ornamental tree.
"Big idiot!"
Senbon Sakura held her forehead, unable to watch. She turned and left, continuing her search for the Yamata no Orochi.
Alright, given his poor mental state, she would forgive him this once.
Ji Mo rode the broken ghost fire, twisting the throttle, and set off at a snail's pace.
Anubis followed behind in a panic, afraid that if it took too big a step, it would overtake Ji Mo.
It looked puzzled. What kind of hobby was this?
For someone of your caliber, isn't riding such a broken vehicle embarrassing?
"Ghost Fire Brother, your vehicle is quite nice."
A brand new luxury car suddenly stopped beside Ji Mo. The young man driving it, adorned with designer brands, spoke with a hint of mockery.
He was truly astonished that such a broken vehicle could still be on the road.
"It is quite nice. How about I give you a ride so you can truly experience its performance?"
Ji Mo didn't notice the tone of his voice and thought it was praise, so he enthusiastically extended an invitation.
The young man couldn't help but laugh.
You, on a broken ghost fire, talking about performance in front of the owner of a prestigious Mercedes, is like showing off in front of Duke Guan, bringing disgrace upon yourself.
However.
His smile instantly froze.
A tall, youthful, and stunningly beautiful woman ran over, her eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement and joy. She respectfully asked the owner of the ghost fire: "Great god, may I have the honor of riding in your vehicle..."