The bustling sounds of loud talking, high-pitched screams, and intense cheering reached his ears. Amidst those mixed voices, the strange names mentioned every few sentences made him feel slightly embarrassed. The Perception Attribute was only raised to 11 points, but it was indeed sharper than that of ordinary people.

Moreover, the street outside was only separated from the restaurant by a glass window. The soundproof Effect was not particularly good, and those people were too close, speaking especially loudly. After all, they were a group of fanatics proselytizing on the streets, naturally needing to assert dominance with their voices and momentum.

And there were quite a few of them. On the noisy and bustling street, many people who experienced last night's carnival turned into fanatical believers. Even if the names of their objects of faith were strange, and their behaviors unreliable, they still possessed an inner fervor and piety.

But naturally, how can it be fanaticism without piety? If one questions because something slightly doesn't align with their ideas, how can it be called faith... Even if it's unreasonable, it must be the deep intentions of the Gods, and the inability to understand it is simply because one's state hasn't reached that level.

They have no doubts about this and don't think there's any problem with the name "Broken Throat," even accepting it with pride, trying to persuade others to accept it too.

Well... it's actually quite good, their initiative is pretty impressive...

Gu Mo indeed regretted coming out. Don't these "believers" consider the feelings of their "Divine Spirit" at all?

Admittedly, the main cause of this awkward situation was his madness last night, forgetting the guideline, "Players must at least establish a character name during plot progression..." But now, sitting here listening to them utter that ridiculous name—

Argh, his scalp tingled with embarrassment.

He hesitated whether to leave, considering he had just placed an order. Several waiters kept glancing his way, making it seem inappropriate to just leave...

At this moment, a figure appeared at his table.

"Please sit."

Gu Mo looked up and gestured to the seat opposite him.

A young man with purple hair and blue eyes looked at him deeply, then sat down silently. His expression was at this moment very confused, dispirited, and aimless, with vacant eyes... It was hard to describe the contrast of this young man's demeanor.

The Yato of the past was usually very energetic, motivated to start striving just for a five-yen coin offering...

But now, he seemed like a diligent student who had studied hard throughout the semester, only to wake up on the day of the final exam and realize the exam was the day before...

"Would you like something to eat?"

Gu Mo picked up the menu to divert attention from the noise outside.

Yato merely shook his head in silence, without his usual vigor. If it were his old self, hearing someone offering a treat would certainly excite him. But at this moment, he had no such mood, his mind replaying the scene at dawn, returning to the stage to find that person lying in a pool of blood.

Right after being defeated the first time, Yato had already left. His task was complete, and there was nothing more he could do... Moreover, at that time, he had a vague guess about the outcome but didn't expect the confirmation to impact him so deeply.

That man was ultimately dead... The one who made him born, gave him Life, and caused him immense pain, the man known as his "father"...

Yato's eyes were unfocused.

"Don't want anything? On such a rare festive day, not celebrating a bit..." Gu Mo shook his head, put down the menu, and intentionally stared at the opposite side, "Are you here for revenge?"

"..."

"..."

"No..." Yato spoke wearily. He had once loathed and hated the man who was his "father," but after the man's death, he felt a void inside, though there was no deep sorrow or desire for revenge.

Fei might have such thoughts, but Yato wouldn't let her act on them, as she was his only family.

"You're not here for revenge, so what do you want?" Gu Mo examined him with interest, wondering if he was being seen as a life mentor, seeking emotional guidance in confusion.

"I don't know... I just happened to see you outside, so I came in..." Yato said. He hesitated slightly before asking, "Was what you said before... true? Are you a visitor from another world?"

"Yes..."

Recalling his uninhibited behavior last night and every word he uttered, Gu Mo was even more convinced it's best to avoid using that mask. But he didn't show any fear, feeling this world wasn't particularly dangerous.

"I enjoy traveling between different worlds, I want to see different sceneries... So I came here, considering this world as a stop along my journey." Gu Mo stated sincerely without blinking, which was indeed his thought and original intent, and the situation he was currently in.

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