Return of Overthinker

Chapter 145

A year has passed.

I was sitting in the work laboratory at night, waiting for the computer's processing results on some 'information' I wanted to decipher.

I reminisced about the beautiful times with the celestials in three-dimensional form projected from Slim.

Slim, which I was wearing at that moment, recorded events from about 6 years ago, when the celestials were practicing their dance until the arrival of Lord Indra.

I've been missing the intoxicating celestials so much. But since my research has yielded no results, I had to make do with the recordings I've seen thousands of times.

Guessing which celestials fell in love with me.

After seeing the celestials, earthly girls immediately lost their allure. Even the most famous models worldwide paled in comparison.

Apart from their beauty, the celestials' servile, kind, gentle, sincere nature, and all the beauty from within them were almost flawless.

Perhaps it's more because I never had the chance to be approached by world models.

I re