Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 982: Chapter 477: You Do Not Belong to [Death], You Belong to Me

The god who was always unwilling to restore His physical form floated mid-air, lowering His head to kiss His lover’s lips, gently biting his tongue.

When their lips and tongues quietly parted, His gentle smile remained unchanged.

"You will not die."

Nenasha winked at the stunned Herbert and said with a smile, "You won’t die, I promise."

"You do not belong to [Death], such a coward is not worthy of having you."

"You belong to me."

He gently cradled his lover’s face, planting a soft kiss on it.

Then, He gazed into His lover’s eyes, announcing in a gentle yet irrefutable tone.

"I do not allow you to leave me."

"I do not allow you to walk towards death."

Having said that, His figure gradually became transparent, eventually shrinking back to figurine size and resting back on the shoulder.

Figurine Nenasha mischievously kissed Herbert’s cheek with a gleaming smile and joked, "No one has the right to snatch you away from my arms."

"Mortals can’t, gods can’t either, no one can, and death certainly can’t~"

"Alright, just be at ease— oh?"

As He was speaking, suddenly Herbert silently grabbed Him.

Eh?

Herbert squinted at the Harmonious God figurine that had just stolen today’s first kiss, and angrily said: "... Change back."

You bloody, can’t you transform!!?

Change back!

Seeing his appearance, Nenasha knew he meant it and revealed a provocative smile, loudly proclaiming: ["No way! I just won’t! Ptoo, ptoo, ptoo~"]

Herbert tightly gripped the figurine, gritting his teeth, "Stop with the nonsense! Quickly! Change! Back—"

["I! Just! Won’t—"]

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The two close allies tussled for a while, then tacitly stopped.

Neither of them mentioned that kiss just now, nor did they bring up the idea Herbert had mentioned before.

Without a word about before, the two started carefully analyzing the state of the Mist Holy Tree.

The Mist Holy Tree is conscious, but its thoughts are immense.

It’s like a giant, observing only things up in the clouds, unable to hear the cries of ants below.

It’s not pretending not to hear but truly can’t notice.

It’s genuinely deaf.

Also, maybe because it is essentially just an avatar of the Master of Nature, its awareness is rather scattered.

Its current state is more akin to a diffuse consciousness, though it has some perception of the outside world, communicating with it is extremely difficult.

And it is genuinely blind.

Deaf and blind, yet can sing, and sings terribly at that.

Regarding the Mist Holy Tree, unless one communicates continuously for an extended time, it’s hard to catch its attention.

However, trying to connect with it is not entirely impossible.

As long as the subject is a Demigod like the White Squirrel,

As long as one’s power reaches that of a Demigod or higher, they can count as one among the clouds, qualified to catch its attention.

But the White Squirrel’s Demigod power is somewhat lacking, missing a key element, and has never successfully established a connection.

Therefore, after realizing this, Herbert looked at that White Squirrel, still murmuring nonstop yet unresponsive to the Holy Tree.

"Ahem, hello!"

The White Squirrel returned to its senses and looked down at the boy beneath the tree, asking with a lack of confidence, "Hm? Why haven’t you left yet?"

And Herbert, upon hearing this, displayed a gentle smile that naturally inspired trust, softly saying:

"I have an idea."

Hello!

The idea king of the Mist Mountain Range has now come up with a superb new idea!

Please cooperate obediently, do not fail to appreciate it!

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