"...No big deal, let's eat."

"...Eat?"

Jibril doesn't need to eat herself, she only needs spirits to maintain it, but... try it once in a while? Anyway, judging from her body structure, she can also eat.

The opportunity is rare, and now she is idle, so she simply picks up an apple-like fruit and eats it.

"Feeling... alright?"

"…what?"

"I said this fruit, um... what kind of fruit in another world?"

"There's not much difference... In other words, the species are basically the same, humans, elves, orcs..."

This time, it was Yong Ye's turn to lose interest, because after losing the protection, his body returned to a normal state of weakness, and he couldn't lift himself up. He just finished talking and squatted after eating. On the ground, he simply closed his eyes and rested.

Jibril on the side was quite curious about this situation. She was still in high spirits before, so wouldn't she be dying now?

Jibril, who was in a puzzled, ill-fitting elf robe, squatted down in front of Yong Ye, and carefully observed him with her hands on her chin. Yong Ye, who was wearing the robe of the elf in yellow and white robes, The blood seeped out and dyed the main body's white vestments bright red.

"It stands to reason that an injury of this magnitude should normally lead to death? Humans should die, right? It's obvious that the internal structure is not human, right? What does the blood of this creature taste like..."

When she thought of it, she did it. Jibril stretched out her hand under Yongye's hand, caught the blood dripping from her fingertips, and then licked the blood, wanting to see what the blood of the otherworldly life in Yongye tasted like.

But after tasting it, she was stunned. She found that there was something very wrong with Yong Ye, which was obvious...

"...Why do you feel like some gods? Is it my illusion??"

Feeling the breath through her blood, Jibril noticed something unusual. She didn't quite understand what the situation was, a demigod from another world? ? Or does this human body have a special concept similar to that of a god?

I thought hard, but I couldn't think of a reason. I thought it was a beast named human in this world, but I didn't expect it to be an alien creature, and what I didn't expect was that he was not only an alien creature, but even a god. kind of connected.

"Interesting creatures..."

In the end, Jibril could only give Yong Ye such an evaluation, because she still couldn't figure out what kind of creature Yong Ye was, she just observed every corner of him with great interest.

When he woke up, Yong Ye opened his eyes again, and what he saw was the face of a young girl who was extremely close to him.

"...Can you explain, what are you doing?"

With the little girl's eyes facing each other, Yong Ye asked calmly without moving.

"Biological observation?"

"...What did you observe?"

"You are strange and unusual."

"Oh... can I trouble you to get out of the way now?"

Yong Ye, who also has self-knowledge in this regard, simply pushes away the young girl in front of him while speaking.

Looking around, he can be sure that he is still in the previous library, but the little girl in front of him has blood on her mouth for some reason, and there is blood on her hands when she looks down.

"…injured?"

Grabbing Jibril's hand, Yong Ye checked it carefully, but found no wounds.

"...Where did your blood come from? Could it be from me? Or are you actually a vampire?"

"Please don't insult me, how could I be such a low-level creature, I'm just curious."

"Okay, whatever you want... Besides, instead of being curious, I think you should wash it."

Yong Ye didn't care too much about this kind of thing, but it was just the blood that spilled out, so drink it as soon as you drink it... I just noticed that although this young girl changed her clothes, she was still very dirty, her whole body was gray, and it was burnt black. Where, only the skin was unexpectedly not damaged.

"Bath? Is there such a place here?"

"...Of course there is. Forget it. Anyway, I have washed Hei Tong before. Come here..."

Saying so, Yong Ye walked ahead.

In fact, to be precise, he just asked Hei Tong to rub his back before, but he never really helped Hei Tong to wash it. If ordinary splashing water can be regarded as washing... Then it should be considered as well, right?

"...?"

Flügel's bathing has Flügel's royal shampoo and shower gel. Naturally, they are also a race that likes to bathe. Although they can use cleansing techniques, they enjoy the feeling of bathing more. After all, life is too long, so you have to find some fun, right?

Jibril was a little uncomfortable because she was dirty from being attacked by a defensive technique, and she was wearing someone else's clothes, so she naturally had no objection when she heard the shower.

It's just... Yong Ye only took her to a corner of the library hall and found a low-lying area. After she stripped naked without shame, she didn't find the shower gel or something as she imagined, but It was directly relying on the power to control water. When it was almost impossible, it created a lot of water and washed them both.

One-time ultra-high speed, high water flow to wash off the dust, and nothing but water was used in the process, which disappointed little Jibril.

"Okay... let's go to wash the rest of the clothes."

After explaining it this way, wrapped in the bathrobe that he didn't know was the elf, Yong Ye left behind the naked young girl in the puddle and left on his own.

However, the top soldiers of the gods, the weapons made by gods to annihilate gods and other races, began to use the water left here to carry out the first laundry business in their lives as agreed.

This place is different from the modern age around the 21st century, where Yong Ye has no life skills. If he thinks about a better life in this kind of place, he needs to be taken care of by others. Otherwise, many things will be quite troublesome for him, such as laundry. Cooking things, if there is no matching equipment is a big problem.

However, since the fruit does not need to be washed, it saves the consideration of cooking, but if there are not enough clothes to replace, then the clothes need to be washed, and washing clothes without a washing machine is also a disaster for him.

In the past, this work was done by others, sometimes voluntarily, and sometimes it was semi-forced, but now it was naturally handed over to Jibril by him with no conscience.

It makes perfect sense to trade labor for knowledge, doesn't it?

Just when Yong Ye started to meditate with peace of mind, Jibril, who was being forced to work in the distance, quickly ran over with bare feet.

"Mr. Yong Ye! I'm done!"

"…Oh, amazing, amazing."

Without opening his eyelids, Yong Ye gave a perfunctory answer, but... the next moment, a gust of wind and water blew across his face.

Opening her eyes, the naked little girl with little water droplets faced him head-on, and she flapped her wet wings to fan the wind at him, blowing the water and the wind onto his body.

"…what are you doing?"

Yong Ye wiped the water off his face and looked at the young girl in front of him speechlessly.

"Look, I washed it!"

The young girl held up the washed clothes, and it seemed that they were not clean at all, but for some reason she looked so complacent.

Although there are many people who want to complain, but there is no way... He needs this young girl temporarily, so it is not easy to attack her enthusiasm. He can only choose to touch her wet hair like a child, and praise her. Try to keep her motivated.