Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 630: The Broken Body Still Remembers the Parent-Child Love

At night in Tokyo, neon lights flicker like dancing notes, playing the hustle and bustle of the city.

However, behind the prosperity, there are always some stories quietly unfolding.

Uncle Kyosuke covered his mouth and coughed violently a few times, with beads of sweat oozing from his pale face.

He leaned weakly against the seat, gasping for breath, as if even breathing had become heavy.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Yuzushiri Taki asked with concern, worry written all over her young face.

Uncle Kyosuke waved his hand and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's just an old illness, cough cough...it will be better soon."

"It's the same old problem! Look, your face is as white as paper. Let's go to the hospital quickly!" Yubai Li Taki said as he was about to open the car door.

"Don't bother. Going to the hospital is a waste of money. Might as well... ahem... I might as well take you to buy that new game."

Uncle Kyosuke struggled to sit up straight, a barely perceptible desire flickering in his eyes.

When he heard the word "game", Yushiro Ritaki's eyes lit up instantly, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

"Really? Uncle, do you mean what you say?"

"A gentleman's word is as good as gold! Let's go buy some games, and then... ahem... buy some food. I'll make you curry pork chop rice tonight!"

Uncle Kyosuke's voice became weaker and weaker, but his tone was full of doting.

"Yeah! Long live uncle!" Yushiro Ritaki jumped up excitedly.

She hugged Uncle Kyosuke and gave him a big kiss on the face.

When she arrived at the game store, Yushiro Ritaki was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, diving headfirst into the dazzling world of games.

He looked left and right, wishing he could take all the games home.

Finally, he chose a game called "Legend of the God Slayer".

He excitedly ran to Uncle Kyosuke and showed off his spoils.

"Uncle, look, this is the one! I've wanted it for a long time!"

Yuzushiri Taki waved the game in his hand excitedly, with a happy smile on his face.

Uncle Kyosuke looked at Yuzushiri Taki's excitement and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

He reached out and touched Yushiro Ritaki's head, "As long as you like it, that's good..."

After buying the game, the two went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for making curry pork chop rice.

Although Uncle Kyosuke is in poor health, he still insists on selecting the ingredients himself and strives to do his best.

After returning home, Yushiri Taki couldn't wait to open the game and immerse herself in the virtual world.

Uncle Kyosuke dragged his tired body and began to prepare dinner.

From the kitchen, there was the sound of pots and pans colliding and the aroma of food.

While playing the game, Yushiro Ritaki secretly glanced at Uncle Kyosuke in the kitchen, and her heart was filled with warmth.

At dinner time, the fragrant curry pork chop rice was served.

Yushiri Taki put down the game controller and started eating voraciously, not forgetting to praise Uncle Kyosuke's cooking skills.

"Uncle, your curry pork chop rice is so delicious! It's even better than what the chefs at five-star hotels make!"

Uncle Kyosuke smiled, a hint of relief in his eyes.

"If it tastes good, eat more. From now on... ahem... from now on, whatever you want to eat, uncle will make it for you."

"Uncle, can you cook for me more often in the future?"

Yuzushiri Taki raised her head and looked at Uncle Kyosuke with anticipation.

Uncle Kyosuke was stunned for a moment, "This... let's talk about it later."

"Uncle, why are you coughing all the time today? Are you sick?" Yushiro Ritaki asked with concern.

"It's okay, I just have a cold, cough cough..." Uncle Kyosuke covered his mouth and started coughing again.

"By the way, uncle, you said you were a God Slayer before? Then you must be very powerful, right?"

Yuzushiri Taki suddenly remembered what Uncle Kyosuke had said before.

"Awesome? Ahem... that's all in the past..." Uncle Kyosuke

"What about your father? Is he also a God Slayer?" Yushiro Ritaki asked curiously.

Uncle Kyosuke was silent for a moment, "Father... I don't have any impression of him... ahem..."

Yuzushiri Taki looked at the expression on Uncle Kyosuke's face and seemed to understand something.

He lowered his head and continued eating his curry pork chop rice without saying anything else.

"What about you? Yuzushiri Taki, you... ahem... what impression do you have of your father?" Uncle Kyosuke's voice trembled a little.

Yushiro Ritaki raised her head and looked at Uncle Kyosuke.

"Father? I... I'm not sure... I just remember... he seemed to have left me..."

When Uncle Kyosuke heard what Yuzuki Ritaki said, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

He put down his chopsticks and said slowly: "Leaving...?"

He paused for a moment, then stared at Yushiro Ritaki with burning eyes, "Yushiro Ritaki... do you... want to... find him..."