A god who has been autistic for thousands of years, finally picks up a child and goes back to the mountains next time?
"You are so cute, I will reluctantly accept you as my apprentice."
Hello! You've been a god for eighteen hundred years and haven't seen anything yet! Well, I have never seen it as a child...
The high-altitude god takes care of the children every day like a mother.
Working hard without complaining is just a sentence, "He is cute."
Yes, you have the final say.