Dear Ms Lady Demigod

t least that's what the Russian constitution says. But it's

er pocket. My brain cells were falling apart even though I hadn't consumed any coke, I swear. Maybe Lict mixed something in the food and now I was seeing its eff

could slice Lict into sushi and

said. Oh wow, so I'm a simp now? Great. Well, sorry for

was he disappointed in me being weak? If G

because she doesn't sou

ide that. And yeah Lict, actually, in m

," I

think that you're we

ht that? He said

ve that woman is the most intelligent, strong, cari

t? Something tells me I shouldn't becaus

her axe but Lict dodged it. How the hell was such a meek girl able to pick up somethin

ck. All I was thinking was that if that thing hits him and he dies—Who's going to cook my food? I

it by the axe and got injured. His hands were bleeding, just when she was about t

ready. You're just wasting your

ut to be an anaconda after all. As Lict was holding the axe, she kicked him in the stomach and he fell onto the ground.

a middle-aged man who looked like he was in his forties, with a high school girl. Maybe they were another pair but how did t

t stood there with a knife in my hand, praying that somebody comes to kill me too but Lict had grabbed the atte

d him, she turned towards me saying, "We'll finish this some other time. Make sure that you people don't die till then. And take care of The hour of—I mean Lict for me, see ya

wasn't the perfect time to be alone with my thoughts yet. We

ring at Lict when I heard a gunshot. I turned to look at what had happened and I saw that the man had shot his partner—The girl. She closed her eyes and held out her hands as

he dodged them and ran in the opposite direction to make her move away from me. He had got cuts and wounds all over his body. Then

ady, and mak

hen that girl is hurting Lict, he's simply bleed

he told me anything? He just came to fight without telling me a thing about how

is powerful thought in my mind, I casually ran. Ran with

bed him, right in his heart. He held my shoulders t

e, give me orders an

truck me hard like a matchstick, lighti

e con