He... Forgot
God of Wine sat in his God of Wine Palace and suddenly looked around, feeling a sense of foreboding.
--Could it be that a god found the wine he hid in their temple and then secretly drank it?
God of Wine frowned, and he seriously recalled how many Gods' temples he had hidden wine in.
He got too lazy to keep track of the numbers after a while.
There are just too many.
Never mind, if someone actually digs it up and drinks it, consider it a little surprise they gave to that person.
If the person we dig up happens to be in a bad mood, drinking their wine might cheer you up.
That would be making the best use of resources, wouldn't that be better?
With that thought in mind, God of Wine lay back in his chair with a clear conscience and continued swinging his legs and humming a song.
Speaking of which, I wonder how Huo is doing lately?
The God of Wine hadn't forgotten that the other party had drunk up his "Reunion" wine; if it weren't for the System, he wouldn't have even had a single jar of "Reunion."
After returning from the Sun God Palace, Summer God felt as if she had forgotten something. It was like there was something not very important, but necessary to do, that had been left in some corner of her mind, and she couldn't recall it no matter how hard she tried.
Until he stepped into the Spring God Temple, saw his beloved brother, and heard the other gently ask:
"Xia, has the item been delivered?"
"Has the item been delivered?" "Has it been delivered?" "Has it arrived?" These questions kept echoing in Summer God's mind, over and over again, as if someone were playing them repeatedly in his ear through a megaphone.
At that moment, Summer God felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
No wonder, no wonder he always felt like he'd forgotten something unimportant. He had clearly made a to-do list in his mind when he went to the Sun God Palace.
First, go see the Sun God and bring him some Flame Fruit.
Second, return the remaining Flame Fruits to the Fire Spirits.
As a result, the first task went too smoothly, and before they knew it, they were having a great chat with the Sun God. In the middle of the conversation, the second task was completely forgotten by the Summer God.
And then, he came back.
Looking at Summer God's face, which was filled with "it's all over," Wuma Xiu instantly understood everything.
Xia probably forgot again.
"Xia, I'll go deliver it."
Wuma Xiu said that at least he could apologize on behalf of his brother; those Fire Spirits must have been extremely upset that their fruits were stolen.
Summer God shook her head repeatedly, her fiery red ponytail swaying like a rattle drum.
Without saying a word, he turned and rushed out, leaving behind a line of words hastily written with Divine Power.
[No need to trouble you, brother, I'll go right away.]
Summer God flew swiftly through the air, his teeth grinding together.
If his brother were to go, he'd probably apologize politely on his behalf, and might even give those Fire Spirits some extra Huahua as an apology. Ha, they're just a bunch of short-armed, short-legged little Fire Spirits; he doesn't want his brother to humble himself for him.
The Summer God appeared high in the sky Extreme Southern Star, looking down at the group of Fire Spirits on the ground, their bodies engulfed in flames and chattering in chaos. With a wave of his hand, basket after basket of Flame Fruit appeared on the ground.
He wanted to leave after he finished placing the fruit.
As for an apology?
He doesn't want that; it's clearly these Fire Spirits who are too stingy.
They only picked a few fruits, didn't even beat them up, yet they went to the God of Fire to complain. And most importantly, they actually wanted his brother to apologize. It was an honor for them that his brother ate those fruits.
Just as Summer God was mentally ranting, a hand landed on his shoulder.
The God of Fire appeared behind him, with a Fire Spirits with two small mustaches standing in his other hand.
The Fire Spirits was clutching the God of Fire's sleeve with its two tiny hands, its face saying, "It was him! He stole all our fruit! God, you must stand up for us!"
"Xia, I heard you stole all of the Fire Spirits's Flame Fruits?"
Summer God slapped the hand that the God of Fire had placed on his shoulder aside, crossed his arms, pointed to the Flame Fruit below, and said:
"Yes, and then my brother asked me to bring it back."
The God of Fire glanced down in the direction the Summer God was pointing.
The Fire Spirits were cheering and jumping around the baskets of recovered Flame Fruits, their short arms and legs bouncing about.
The Fire Spirits with two small mustaches in God of Fire's hand saw this scene, hugged God of Fire's fingers and kissed them a few times, then jumped down and rubbed against a fruit.
Upon seeing this, the God of Fire's expression visibly softened, and his fondness for the Spring God rose sharply.
--As expected of the Spring God, completely different from that Summer God who stole the fruit and still acted self-righteously.
"Alright, you can go now."
God of Fire allowed them to pass.
He had only come to check things out today, intending to find out what happened before confronting Summer God, but he didn't expect to run into the other party coming to return the fruit.
That saved us one aircraft.
The Summer God was completely unaware of the God of Fire's thoughts just a moment ago. He waved casually, left with a "I'm leaving," and then transformed into a blazing streak of Flowing Light, disappearing into the horizon.
Just as he was leaving, a gentle breeze blew by, God of Fire suddenly smelled a very faint yet very familiar scent.
It was the aroma of wine, tinged with a hint of floral fragrance.
God of Fire paused for a moment.
He wouldn't mistake the taste; it was wine brewed by the God of Wine himself, and a rare, aged vintage at that.
God of Fire's thoughts drifted to his friend, God of Wine.
Since he finished drinking the other party's "Reunion" last time, God of Fire has hardly seen God of Wine.
The more enjoyable he was of drinking back then, the more uneasy he is now, which is why this hesitation has dragged on until now.
If it weren't for the fact that the God of Time had recently and inexplicably refused all requests for visits from the Gods, the God of Fire might have wanted to line up outside the Temple of Time and have the God of Time slap him while he was drinking.
This matter won't change any other major cause and effect, so the other party will definitely agree.
But now, perhaps it's time to go and visit them.
But when visiting God of Wine, you should bring a gift; going empty-handed would be too insincere, and the other party might even think you're there to freeload.
As God of Fire pondered this, his gaze swept over the baskets of bright red Flame Fruit on the ground.
If he remembered correctly, the wine made from Flame Fruit was quite good. God of Wine had mentioned to him before that he wanted to get a few baskets to try, but then, for some other reason, he forgot about it.
With a wave of his hand, the God of Fire lost half of the pile of Flame Fruits, which he then collected into his sleeve.
Of course, he wasn't the kind of god who would take things for free.
At the same time, a bunch of other good things appeared on the spot, including Ice Crystal Honey, a specialty of the extremely cold northern lands, Stardust Candy scooped from the Sea of Stars, and some rare ingredients that even the Fire Spirits couldn't name but whose aroma alone made their mouths water.
The Fire Spirits, who were excitedly jumping around the Flame Fruits they had just recovered, suddenly found that half of the fruits had disappeared in the blink of an eye. Before they could even cry out, they found these fragrant and delicious things that had appeared on the spot.
The Fire Spirits with two small mustaches was the first to grab a piece of Stardust Candy and stuff it into its mouth. Then its eyes lit up, and it called to its companions to hurry up and share it.
Okay, they're not against bartering.
But a god is indeed a god, much better than some god who was forcibly taken.