"Then, Bai Sang."

The woman wearing a white shirt and crossed her legs lowered down her teacup.

"What if I refuse your invitation?"

"It won't be so, either."

Bai Xuan shook his head helplessly.

"I won't tie you back to China."

"I said something very scary. I obviously don't have such a guess, but I'm a little scared when you say this now."

With a slight smile, Rika Morihashi finally showed a regretful expression.

"However, I don't like that kind of life, so I'm sorry."

"It's okay, understandable."

Bai Xuan finished drinking the black tea in the teacup and then stood up.

"Then, I'll leave first."

"Is that good?"

Riya Morihashi then stood up and looked up at the young man in front of him, slightly confused.

"If it were the past, you might have been tied back by me."

"Sure enough, Bai Sang is the kind of person who pursues results."

Riya Morihashi seems to be able to understand Bai Xuan’s meaning very well.

After all, the purpose of the other party to come to find him is to take him back to China for a job.

But I refused.

Logically speaking, this means that Bai Xuan’s negotiation failed and the purpose could not be achieved.

And if you want to achieve your goal, there is no better way than to convince yourself.

Of course, binding back also exists.

But the young man in front of him seemed to have no such thoughts.

"Do I thank Bai Sang?"

"I was disturbed today, so there is nothing to say thank you."

Bai Xuan smiled freely.

"There are many people who want to sit in the contractor's position. I don't think there are many people like Moribashi San."

"So do you have other goals?"

Rixia Moribashi looked at Bai Xuan with great interest.

"No, no."

Bai Xuan shook his head decisively.

"In fact, you are the only one who can call the other party."

"Ah, that's really..."

"But there will always be suitable people. At worst, I can just pay more attention."

Bai Xuan finally greeted him.

"Then, I'll leave first."

“Be careful on the road.”

Looking at the young man's back as he left, Rixia Morihashi smiled slightly.

Strange people.

It came suddenly, invited suddenly, but finally left.

As Bai Xuan said, there are definitely many trainers who are watching the contractor's position.

Perhaps there are indeed many candidates.

But Riyashi Moribashi is undoubtedly the most suitable, or the one who is valued the most.

However, when the parties have no interest in this regard, the verbal effort has no meaning.

Rika Morihashi is not the kind of person who will be bound by the contractor's position, otherwise he would not have left everything to his sister and walked out of the house alone.

Bai Xuan saw this, so he did not choose to continue the invitation.

It's meaningless.

"Ah, it's really a pity that my sister can meet such a person. Haven't she seen Bai Sang's identity yet? She is obviously the student president's observation ability is still too lacking."

"She has been studying with the girls from the Qipu family recently, but if Bai Sang is there, the position of the head of the Morihashi family should be unshakable."

"Since Bai Sang hasn't said anything yet, I won't contact her."

It seemed as if I was talking to myself, but in the dark, several black summoning arrays were so weird.

As a young and promising B-level trainer in Japan, Rika Morihashi is still worthy of recognition in the direction of cultivating Pokémon.

"If he was going to do it just now, I really wouldn't have the power to resist."

Gently touching the Pokémon's hair beside him, the woman in a white shirt smiled like this.

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“Has been rejected?”

"So you can say that."

"As a man, I'm really a failure."

"Although I'm sorry, I'm already a family man, so it doesn't matter."

"What's going on with this inexplicable stubbornness!"

A woman with long blonde hair was holding a coffee cup in her hand angrily.

The young man in a black windbreaker and a scarf was sitting on a chair opposite her.

"As for contractors, there will always be contractors, and it will be better if they are more suitable."

"That's true, but without a contractor, doesn't it seem that the grade is very low?"

"You are not a very high god, right?"

Bai Xuan replied helplessly, looking at the unsightly scenery outside the window.

The Demon City is still being rebuilt, and the scenery on both sides of the Pu River is now a bit deserted.

"Wow, it's so harsh. There's a reason why I didn't respect much when I first met!"

"I'm sorry because I've seen a lot of origins."

"I'm really sorry that I'm a lower god!"

"You can actually work hard, too."

The young man said something jokingly.

"After all, there are still many vacant positions now."

The woman glared at him.

"That has nothing to do with me. The competition is very fierce. I won't go. What if I lose? You can support me!"

“I can’t afford it.”

"Then can't you work hard!"

"There are already two at home."

"Does destruction or life...the existences that are comparable to the two dragons in time and space actually live in your home."

The woman also seems to understand what the young man is saying.

But in fact, her existence is indeed impossible to be comparable to the top-level Origin God.

The biggest possibility of rushing into the altar is to die.

Huh?

It seems that I should not be described like this.

But it doesn't matter.

Thinking of this, the young man was obviously not very unhappy, but she was not very unhappy.

Sure enough, neither the gods nor the contractors were what she really cared about.

"If you have a contractor, I have someone to choose."
To be continued...