Section 96

"You were too thin before, and you looked like a hanger in a suit. Now you look like a real handsome man."

She looked at Amanozaki, who was both gentle and violent, and stretched every corner of his suit in front of the dressing mirror, and her eyes were full of light.

"After all, I eat a lot." Amanozaki touched his chin and smiled bitterly, "Since I awakened my superpowers, I have been fighting almost every day these days, eating five or six meals a day, and each meal is bigger than a normal person's daily meal. Not to mention taking a bath."

"Being able to eat is a blessing."

Amanozaki held Ikaros's delicate waist and put his forehead against hers: "Isn't it obvious? How can you follow me without blessing?"

Ikaros smiled but said nothing.

Amanozaki looked at the two people who were a perfect match in the mirror, and blew out two air columns happily:

"According to this style, give me two more sets of change!"

"Please wait."

The shopping guide was very excited, thinking about the commission tonight, and her face was full of smiles, but she still maintained a very high level of quality.

About ten minutes later, the two took a taxi to the restaurant.

The restaurant is located on the middle floor of a building facing the river. It will not be affected by the traffic downstairs, nor will the evening breeze from the upper floors disturb the good mood of the diners.

Sitting in the river, the lights of the fishing boats flicker on the river. The brilliant light of the city that never sleeps is scattered on the river, and the boats are sailing on the fantasy reflected by the river, as if they are in a painting.

On the balcony of this floor that is reserved by the restaurant, only one table is set tonight.

The other places are filled with beautiful flowers. Four or five waiters stand in the shadow of the marble columns a few steps away in turn, so as not to affect the guests' dining.

And these few steps are separated by two layers of continuous laurel.

The laurel, which is mostly a low shrub, is also called "Yueyuehong". The restaurant has already placed an order with the flower shop, and changes a batch every ten days to ensure that there will always be rice-sized pale yellow flowers and a faint fragrance on the balcony.

Amanozaki and Ikaros had dinner together by the river with the bright moon in the sky and the bustling night scene.

"Decadent."

Amanozaki used chopsticks to pick open the shell of the hairy crab, put it in his mouth and took a light bite, and the fried crab shell melted into slag in his mouth.

Ikaros knocked on the table lightly: "You eat by yourself, and you still complain about yourself?"

Amanozaki swallowed a crab in two or three bites and shook his hands covered with oil and crab roe: "I'm not complaining about myself, I'm talking about the Fengdu branch. It cost a lot to drive us away. Look at this pomp."

He pointed to the balcony that had been cleared, the oil lamp on the table that added to the mood like a hanging basket, and the dazzling array of dishes on the table.

"Didn't you hear from the taxi driver that this place only accepts reservations? If you can get the restaurant to push others away, this table tonight is a huge honor and price."

"Eating can't stop your mouth."

Ikaros twisted a chopstick of vermicelli and stuffed it into Amanozaki's mouth, his eyes narrowed into crescents.

Amanozaki swallowed it whole: "I call it always remembering class struggle."

"You are sitting on the side of the petty bourgeoisie now, don't forget it."

"This world is so particular about personal heroism, there is nothing I can do about it." Amanozaki made a bodybuilding move, and his biceps bulged like a mouse hidden in his sleeves, "I am a knight, and I have worked hard to protect the city today, so I deserve to eat this table of food."

"But such a big show is unnecessary. Sharing happiness with the people is also the virtue of a knight."

"Look at how capable you are, and you still rely on me." Ikaros snorted.

Amanozaki quickly opened a crab, revealing its plump contents, and held it in both hands and handed it over: "Yes, yes, it's all because of my wife's good cultivation. This crab is for my wife!"

Ikaros covered his mouth and giggled, leaning sideways, looking like a lady from a noble family:

"Then it would be disrespectful to refuse it."

The two of them flirted with each other, chatting enthusiastically, and working hard, and soon half of the table of dishes was eaten.

Just at this time, the door of the balcony opened with a bang, and amid a series of "Sir, you can't go in, this place is reserved!", two foreigners in suits, with ceremonial shoulder armor on their shoulders, and blond and blue-eyed strode in.

"Thank God! Angel, you are really here!"

The leading foreigner came excitedly.

Ikaros looked at Amanozaki in confusion.

Amanozaki twisted a toothpick, picked out a stubborn crab shell from his teeth with a look of annoyance, and spit it into the plate.

"Tsk!"

He licked his teeth and sucked on them.

Chapter 104: She's my wife

Two foreigners came up and introduced themselves. One was called Alan and the other was called William.

They were both names that were commonplace, almost as vulgar as Muhammad in Arab countries, and as common as Xiao Ming in textbooks.

Ikaros had no expression on the two enthusiastic people. She turned her head and looked at Amanozaki, waiting for his answer.

Amanozaki just held a toothpick in his mouth and tilted his head.

He never looked at Alan and William from beginning to end, but at the two bear-like burly waiters who stood together behind a human wall with apologetic faces.

From their expressions, these people still remembered the spirit of the tertiary industry even at this time, and their eyes and faces were full of "I'm sorry, we didn't stop them."

"Forget it." Amanozaki waved his hand. "These two have remarkable abilities. They should be the so-called knights in foreign countries. Haven't you asked for advice?"

"The Knights of Valor, Centurion Alan Brown."

"The Knights of Valor, Centurion William Smith."

"Okay!"

Amanozaki clapped his hands, turned sideways, crossed his legs, and took out a toothpick from the cigarette case thrown on the table. Icarus stood up and bent slightly to light the fire.

The fire light dimmed with the breath, and the acrid thick smoke rose, brushing over the two people with livid faces.

They saw with their own eyes that the angel was lighting a cigarette for the knight in front of him. This was a service that only gods could enjoy.

Moreover, the contemptuous attitude of the man in front of him was clearly revealed.

"Allen, William." Amanozaki poked the two of them with a cigarette, "What are you here to do?"

Allen, who was in the front row, took a step forward and clenched his fists: "Is this how polite you are to your guests?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, William's expression changed suddenly. He grabbed Allen and pulled him back. Allen's eyes were blurred, and the next second, an orange cigarette butt was nailed two centimeters in front of his eyes.

The ash fell like snow as it moved, and the tobacco was burning quietly until the stem made a subtle crackling sound, and the vague temperature made the eyes feel uncomfortable.

Amanozaki was already standing in front of Allen at some point. Compared to Allen, who was as burly as a bear, his strong body was hidden in his suit, and a faint magic circuit emitted a faint light on the surface of his skin.

Amanozaki's eyes were clear in black and white, with a hint of coldness.

"Correction, my girlfriend and I were enjoying a meal when a group of people broke in out of nowhere and looked at my girlfriend wildly. I think these uninvited people are not guests anyway."

As he spoke, the thick smoke expanded to both sides, as if there was a roaring steam engine in his lungs. "It was my greatest courtesy not to kick you out."

"Now."

Amanozaki picked up the hem of his suit and bit his cigarette holder while the clothes were flying;

"Please answer my question. What are you doing here, pushing my waiter and disrupting my romantic date?"

Allen shook off William's hand, parted the corners of his mouth, and leaned in front of Amanozaki. The capillaries under his skin expanded and blood rushed to his cheeks. He stared:

"Come and take away our angel, thief."

Amanozaki shook his finger: "To correct you again, Icarus does not belong to any other individual or organization. She is my girlfriend and my special power."

"All angels belong to the Lord!" Allen roared loudly in blunt Chinese, with his tic-tac-shaped blood vessels pulsing.

"Who stipulates it?"

"Holy See!"

Superpower organizations in the Western world are spread all over the world based on the mainstream beliefs of the country and people. They divide each continent into so-called pastoral areas according to their religious beliefs, and form large and small knights in each pastoral area. The knights are on the same level in structure and share the same mission. The Holy See is authentic.

This is different from China's organizational form of dividing rudders according to provinces.

In other words, the regulations of the Holy See are approximately equal to the common regulations of all superpower organizations in the Western world.

In this world where supernatural powers and personal heroism are developed, religion, an extremely retro and ultra-feudal thing, still thrives like a stubborn disease.

Amanozaki cannot be offended.

"Ellen, don't be like this. If you have something to say, please say it."

William, who was one position behind, held down Allen's shoulders, and his expression had returned to normal.

It can be seen that this is a typical combination of calm strategy and passionate violence.

All they need is a woman they both love to fall in love with, and they can form a trio of protagonists to explore the world of Naruto, or other movies and anime.

'Too bad Icarus is mine. ’

Amanozaki grinned brightly.

His good looks are quite impressive, and with his now plump figure, he is even more impressive.

This smile actually made all the waitresses behind me feel dizzy.

He turned to the right, spread his hands, and made a gesture of invitation:

"Well, take it away, if you can find 'your' angel."

Allen snorted and put on a warm smile again to look at the angel he longed for.

But Icarus just put down his wine glass and showed a helpless and doting smile.

Along with Amanozaki's clear finger snaps, Allen and William's faces were both stunned.

Icarus' whole body turned into flowing gray pixels, turned into a ball of wind, passed through the table with messy cups and plates, and penetrated into Amanozaki's body.

The two people's heads turned as the pixels moved, staring at Amanozaki with a smile on his face, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Amanozaki was holding a half-burned cigarette that was blown by the wind, chatting his teeth up and down, shaking off the long ash:

"How's it going? Did you find it?"

These words were like sparks falling into a barrel of explosives, completely igniting Allen's anger.

"You bastard! How dare you trick me?! Hand over the angel!"

William stretched out his hand and shouted half troubled and half angry: "Alan! Calm down!"