After a brief moment of mental blankness, Yuto slightly extended his hand and gently touched Furina's flushed face.
Feeling the warmth emanating from his fingertips, Yuto was momentarily surprised, seemingly not expecting Furina's face to be so soft...
Ah, no, it was so hot.
Although some strange thoughts flashed through his mind, those peculiar ideas were not applicable to Yuto, who enjoyed a peaceful life.
Feeling the softness behind his head, a smile involuntarily appeared on Yuto's face, and then he softly said:
"To be able to enjoy God's lap pillow, I can die without regrets."
"No, you're not allowed to say such things!"
Perhaps triggered by the word "die," Furina's voice instantly became firm, but... with the added effect of her flushed little face, her words truly held no deterrent whatsoever.
"Alright, alright~ Then... thank you for God's lap pillow? How about that?"
"Hey! You really are..."
Furina puffed out her cheeks, seemingly dissatisfied with Yuto's recent words, but the blush that still lingered on her face, unwilling to fade, betrayed her true feelings.
High attack, low defense, that was probably it.
Of course, although Yuto's face wasn't red, his heart rate had been accelerating, also indicating his feelings.
Looking at Furina, who was blushing deeply but kept her head lowered, looking at him, Yuto's heart trembled for no reason.
He could see his reflection in those clear, heterochromatic eyes.
That was his appearance.
For Furina, who had now shed her responsibilities, Yuto was all that mattered.
Whether it was based on the factual reality of their time spent together or her personal feelings, Yuto should be the one she cared about most.
Just as she had repeatedly said before, she didn't dare to imagine what her life would have been like for the past five hundred years without Yuto.
But she no longer needed to think that way, because he was truly, tangibly by her side.
Visible and touchable.
For the current Furina, companionship was the most enduring confession, and their confession had lasted for over four hundred years.
Just as Furina had guessed, if there hadn't been the obstacle of her identity as God, perhaps... she and Yuto would have already had two or three children.
However...
She wasn't ready for that yet, but she also knew very well that since the thought had arisen, then...
Putting it into practice was only a matter of time.
Thinking of this, a smile unconsciously appeared on Furina's face.
And this smile was not exactly the same as the unconscious smile on Yuto's face just now; it could only be described as completely identical.
Perhaps... this was the joy brought by a mutually devoted relationship...
That afternoon, the two did not have afternoon tea or work; instead, they quietly enjoyed each other's company.
As time passed, a rather comforting atmosphere slowly spread through Yuto's office, and under the embrace of this atmosphere... the two unconsciously fell asleep.
Although both felt that their work burden was not heavy, factually speaking, their spirits were merely excited by each other's presence; they would still get tired.
However... being able to fall asleep beside their beloved was a rare good thing for Yuto and Furina.
At least for now it was "rare"; in the future... it would be their daily routine.
...
Early the next morning, after tidying his attire slightly, Yuto left his office, preparing to deal with Neuvillette's matters.
He knew very well that the Water Dragon Sovereign probably had many questions for him and many doubts that he needed to answer.
As for Furina... since the resumes in her hands were almost all screened, with only interviews, assessments, and job assignments left, she should be free these few days.
But perhaps influenced by Yuto, Furina also became a person who... simply couldn't stay idle.
After their brief conversation yesterday, she knew that today was the day Yuto would announce her resignation and give an official response to The Prophecy.
And this meant... she needed to move out of Palais Mermonia as soon as possible, so she planned to look for houses for sale in Fontaine today, to serve as her and Yuto's future home.
As for how to pay for the house... Yuto had said something like this:
"Have them send the bill to Palais Mermonia; I'll have Isa Do charge it to my account."
Although Furina didn't know how much her Assistant Administrator had saved over the years, the amount was probably not small, which was why he was so confident.
"It seems... you've prepared a lot for today~"
Furina thought to herself.
...
Yuto looked at the serious-faced Neuvillette before him and let out a soft sigh.
"So... Neuvillette, did you come to ask me something today? Or rather... do you plan to discuss something with me?"
Hearing this, Neuvillette was silent for a moment, then spoke:
"Both."
"Then ask, I will tell you everything I know."
Hearing Yuto's very clear attitude, Neuvillette nodded slightly, then directly said:
"Why did Focalors say... she didn't lie to you?"
"Because I already knew all of this would happen; to be precise... I knew this before I joined Palais Mermonia."
Yuto said very frankly.
He knew very well that Focalors's words had already exposed many of his special qualities to Neuvillette; he couldn't hide them even if he wanted to.
Moreover... Yuto had no habit of lying; he didn't want to, and was even less willing to deceive Neuvillette.
Hearing Yuto's words, Neuvillette was stunned, seemingly not expecting Yuto to say it so directly.
After a brief silence, he slightly raised his head and asked, as if confirming:
"So... you already knew that Beryl Region would be submerged, which is why you used Furina's name to evacuate the residents."
Yuto nodded gently, saying nothing.
"Where does this ability of yours come from? Is it an Immortal Spirit? Or the Abyss?"
"I don't know."
Yuto said very frankly.
He didn't know why he had come to this world, nor did he know how many secrets he still harbored that even he himself didn't know.
All these mysteries needed to be unveiled by himself; no one could do it for him.
Hearing Yuto's ambiguous answer, Neuvillette was not surprised.
After all... he himself wasn't even clear about his own essence; it was understandable not to know such things.
Neuvillette nodded slightly, then asked his last question.
"What exactly did you experience... in the Primordial Sea?"
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