In the pure-white void, Cui Ciyou's words echoed.
"So, do you know... who she is?"
"That blue-haired girl who looks like Roxy."
The Human God listened to Cui Ciyou's brief questions.
That constantly shifting mass of mosaic seemed to sway slightly.
Then his "face," its features impossible to make out, seemed to show a teasing yet approving smile.
The Human God spoke in a breezy tone:
"Of course I know."
The Human God's tone was relaxed.
As relaxed as if he were discussing the weather.
"Not only do I know who she is."
"I'll also tell you. I'll tell you plainly."
This answer was completely beyond Cui Ciyou's expectations.
Cui Ciyou failed to register it at first.
His instinctive response was to grumble inwardly:
I knew it. More riddles, right?
You cryptic bastard...
Before he could finish his inward complaint, Cui Ciyou froze.
Wait... this bastard... he said... he'd tell me?
Plainly?... He'll tell me?
Surprise appeared in Cui Ciyou's eyes.
"So, this time, it won't be those vague, ambiguous half-truths?"
"And you won't just give me some 'advice'?"
"Instead, you'll actually tell me 'everything,' plainly and clearly?"
The Human God chuckled.
His laughter brimmed with pleasure.
"Naturally..."
"Didn't I say so at the start, little Ciyou?"
The Human God spoke with a casual shrug.
"This time, I've come to 'check on' you."
"No more playing the riddler."
"So, I'll tell you the 'truth' you want to know."
A flicker of doubt and wariness crossed Cui Ciyou's eyes.
At first, I thought this guy was just joking, saying the opposite of what he meant.
So, this time...
Does the Human God really intend to tell me something?
No... something's wrong.
Whatever the case, I'll hear what he has to say first.
He made up his mind in an instant.
Suppressing