The Chosen Hero

Was this a case of evil people being dealt with by even worse people?

White Night Yaksha, no saint herself, thought.

"I merely told Luos about certain ties between you and some people from No Name, without adding any personal bias."

The War God raised an eyebrow. "I don't have a habit of driving wedges between people."

"Tsk, tsk. You bastard, you actually used me to pressure my colleague."

Although Luos getting lost was something worth celebrating, White Night Yaksha couldn't feel happy about having been used and let out a deeply displeased sound.

"Fine, I'll have Black Rabbit keep you company for a day as compensation."

The youth, who was also Black Rabbit's chief deity, calmly sold out his own follower.

"One day? Who do you take the White Night Demon King for?!"

White Night Yaksha slapped the table in fury.

"Two days."

Li Zihan held up two fingers.

"...If it's three days, I can consider letting bygones be bygones."

"Okay."

P.S.: I originally wanted to write five thousand words, but I couldn't hold out. Let's make do with 3,200 words.

The Fated Hero

In No Name's reception hall, a blonde loli in a Japanese-style maid outfit poured black tea for the Star Spirit Lady, who had come to No Name at the invitation of a certain War God.

"Mm, it tastes pretty good. Is this really your first time working as a maid? You're surprisingly skilled at preparing tea."

The trashy shop manager, who had dumped all her work on the shop clerks early in the morning, accepted the tea delivered by a certain Hakoniwa Knight and looked over this old acquaintance who had joined the War God's ranks and was temporarily serving as a maid.

"You flatter me, Lord White Night Yaksha. This is simply what I