"So it's just a reminder for little fish like you!"
"Oh, I see."
Kamiya felt that Satoru's current behavior was probably like a student who hadn't yet attended the college entrance exam, suddenly finding their favorite major, and eager to report to their parents.
"But why are you suddenly so interested in this, Satoru?"
"Of course, it's because Lord Wu wants to become the God of the Internet! Isn't this perfectly suitable for me? Once I become a deity, as long as you little fish ask me nicely, I might show some compassion—"
Satoru said this, his beautiful red eyes flashing, as if he had already envisioned Kamiya River clinging to his thigh, crying bitterly, begging him to help solve his troubles.
However, as he continued speaking, this kid seemed to lose his confidence, and his voice weakened a bit: "By then, I'll just kind of reluctantly, make do with... helping you a little."
"Oh?"
Kamiya River crouched down a bit with interest, so his gaze could level with Satoru's.
