[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

In the future, a group of human beings known as "Historical Revisionists" formed an army called the Retrograde Army, traveling through time and space, in an attempt to change the established trajectory of history.In order to protect the history, the government of the time had to recruit many famous swords in history as the main force of the battle, and gave the swords a human body, and launched a long and arduous battle with the retrograde army.

And those who travel through the torrent of time and space and lead all the swords to contend with it are called-the god judges.

Qing Guang took a look at Vulcan who was pretending to be listening carefully, but in fact his upper and lower eyelids were almost glued together.

He lightly poked the newly appointed God Inspector, calling back the consciousness that seemed to disappear at any moment.

"Sorry." Rubbing the red corners of his eyes, Vulcan patted his cheeks, trying to keep his mind clear.

It feels like the plot of a sci-fi movie, but Qingguang in front of him is indeed a human form transformed from an artifact that existed hundreds of years ago.

...feeling that my brain is not enough.

After all, basketball accounts for half of Vulcan's brain reserves.

These should have been explained by Foxnosuke.However, there is no other way now... As the leader of the new god judge, Foxnosuke is actually the eyeliner of the government of time, monitoring every move of the god judge and the humanoid sword all the time.

Smiling mockingly, Kiyomitsu continued.

Now, the centuries-long battle has finally come to an end with the victory of the sword.The comfortable and peaceful life made people gradually forget the swords and swords that once fought bloody battles.They were once again forgotten in the corner of history and buried under the dust of history.The heroes of the past have now become the biggest unstable factor in peaceful times.In order to appease the growing anxiety in the society, the government colluded with the god judges who were supposed to fight side by side with the sword to turn the sword that had long been accustomed to the human form back into a useless utensil.

Detached souls, broken blades...

"In the end, it's just outdated trash."

"You are useless."

"As a god judge, you know what to do."

why why why why—

He heard An Ding's cry of pain.

He heard the howling of swords and swords.

Honmaru, who lived together, is now in ruins.The plowed fields are full of mess, the porch where everyone used to drink tea together has been destroyed so much that it can no longer be used as a resting place, and the racecourse is empty, looking like a scene of decay and desolation.

I... was loved until the end?He was forcibly broken with a knife, but his consciousness remained strangely clear. The broken body was thrown on the ground wantonly, and his bruised and bruised body was on the verge of falling.

Resentment, pain, hatred——

"Be loved, Qingguang." With a familiar breath, a pair of warm hands caressed his blood-stained face in a trance.

The red and white priestess costume, and the eyes covered by the talisman from beginning to end.

traitor!

big liar!

He screamed in his heart, but he didn't have the strength and courage to push away those warm hands.

"Go find a new owner."

"And survive."

A gust of wind for no reason lifted a corner of the talisman, and Qing Guang finally saw the bright red hidden under the talisman a second before he was unconscious.

Ah, it's red.

The blood-like red eyes gleamed with a gentle light.

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"……clear."

"Clear light!"

Qing Guang realized that the other party's sharp-edged face was only a few feet away from him, and his red pupils were a little more sharp than ordinary people, full of concern.

He... worried about himself?

Only then did Qingguang realize that Vulcan had the same eye color as that person.

He opened the distance between Vulcan and Vulcan calmly, and put on a flawless smile: "That's it, even though I'm the only knife in your knife tent, my performance is top-notch! I'll dress up cute, so."

"Please love me well."

He smiled and twisted the earrings next to his ears.He only said these words to the person whose face was still exuding a warm glow even though he couldn't see it clearly, the person who endowed himself with a human form and made the obsolete old things emerge from the torrent of history with a brand new attitude.Words full of hope, but now it seems very difficult to even say them completely.

With his head down, restless fingers were lighting the cold handle of the knife.Immediately, Qingguang felt an extra hand on his head, comfortingly ruffled his hair.

Knowing that the other party may be old enough to be reincarnated for several times, but seeing that barely made up smile, he couldn't help but want to comfort the boy in front of him who was shorter than himself, even though he was not human.

"Ah! Sorry!" Vulcan realized that he was being impolite, and retracted his hand reflexively.

Qing Guang covered the place he touched just now, rubbing his generous palm differently from the previous God-inspector.

The inexplicable sense of security made him feel a little overwhelmed for a while.

Facing Qingguang's silence, Vulcan coughed unnaturally: "Anyway, I will try my best to help you become a Buddha as soon as possible."

Qingguang twitched the corner of his mouth: Please don't add work burden to the Buddha...

Vulcan moved his stiff neck: "Take this as your own home, Qingguang. I'll go to sleep first."

"Wait." Hesitatingly called Vulcan, who was yawning and walking inside, Qingguang looked up at him, "One more thing, we sacrifice our lives and loyalty to the judges with swords and swords. The gods also need to pay the same price for the sword."

Vulcan thought about it seriously, and said with a serious face, "Is the hamburger okay?"

Qingguang: ...? ? ?

"Sorry, I forgot that you don't need to eat." Folding his arms in distress, Vulcan continued to think with a frown.

After rejecting various strange proposals one after another, Qingguang called a stop.

"Your name is fine."

"My name?" Vulcan tilted his head, puzzled.

Qing Guang nodded: "Yes, it is reasonable to say that a god judge cannot easily disclose his name to Dao Jian, but you have already told me, then 'Vulcan Tai I' is the contract between us."

"You can't tell other swords." Qingguang put his fingers on his lips pretending to be mysterious, with a childlike sly light in his eyes, "Otherwise you will be hidden by them."

God hidden?

Although he was still confused, he couldn't resist the call of Sleeping God, so Vulcan walked into the room while responding.

Qing Guang: ... Is the God Judge a natural person?

With the sound of the door closing, the room that was too empty for one person suddenly fell silent.The bored Qingguang began to look at his new owner's room.The room was surprisingly neat and clean, everything was in its proper place.The only thing that stands out is the orange spherical object in the corner.With a very flexible mind, Qing Guang immediately hooked that thing up with the "basketball" that Vulcan mentioned.

The basketball should have been idle for a while, and it was covered with a thin layer of dust.

Feeling bored, Qing Guang sat back on the soft sofa and began to think about the next plan.

Although the one who summoned him was not the female god-inspector whom he had secretly expected earlier, but a man who was much taller than him and had a slightly vicious face.Compared with the careful female god judges, male god judges have more disadvantages when facing swords that are all male.Coupled with the current sword that is hostile to humans, the first impression must not be good, and it is even more difficult for them to get close to the new god judge.

As a bridge between swords and humans, Kiyomitsu feels a lot of pressure.

It's useless to think so much.Qing Guang wrapped his hands around his bent knees, staring blankly at the half-closed door.

Let's talk about it when he wakes up.

My master.

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After seeing off the last patient, Midorima, who was finally able to take a breath, leaned back on the soft chair wearily.The phone that had been thrown aside had vibrated hours ago, reminding him of unread messages.However, there are so many people asking for consultation today, Midorima really doesn't have the spare time to reply in time.He opened the inbox and saw that the sender was Vulcan Taiga, Midorima frowned.

"Actually, what I saw during the day wasn't a ghost." Midorima snorted coldly silently. Ghosts are also very busy, okay?

When his eyes fell to the next sentence, Midorima felt his tooth ache.

"It should be the sword that has become a master"

"So it's not a ghost, it's a sword spirit."

……

……

I think your brain is cramped! ! !

Midorima raised his glasses upwards: "Takao, make an appointment for Vulcan's brain department."

Gao Wei on the side covered his mouth and snickered: "Is Vulcan still immersed in the beauty of the female ghost and can't extricate himself, puff puff."

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After getting enough sleep, Vulcan turned on the phone.It showed five points, and the message sent to Lujian a few hours ago showed that it had been read, but the other party only replied with one word.

roll.

...What a ruthless guy.

Putting the phone in his pocket, Vulcan changed his clothes and walked out of the room.As soon as he left the room, he saw a thin red figure curled up on the side of the sofa with a knife in his arms.Although the sofa is not big, it is more than enough to accommodate a boy of Qingguang's size.He patted Qingguang's shoulder gently, and his red eyes, which were full of mist and confused, slowly opened.

"...Master?" At that moment, Vulcan had the illusion that the other party was calling someone else through him.

"Wake you up?"

Qing Guang simply tidied up his wrinkled clothes: "No, do you have any orders from the master?"

ordered?Still unable to adapt to the address and the respectful attitude of the other party, Vulcan turned his head away in embarrassment: "Do you want to go out for a stroll?"

"Eh? Is it okay?" A look of excitement appeared on the boy's face.

"However, you may have to change your clothes..." Vulcan looked at the other party's outfit that obviously did not conform to the modern dressing style in embarrassment.

"It's okay, except for the master, other people can't see me." Qingguang sincerely praised Vulcan's specialness.

Vulcan: ...I'm not happy at all.

Of course, Vulcan, who was forced to buy a lot of skin care products and various nail polishes, regretted his proposal very much after being baptized by the strange eyes of the shop assistant and passers-by.But when he saw the childlike smile on Qingguang's face, Vulcan put the previous embarrassment behind him.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The paper bag in his hand accidentally touched someone, and Vulcan hurriedly apologized, and hurriedly added an honorific at the end of the sentence, "Say it."

"It's okay." With a clear and gentle voice, the young man in a neat suit nodded slightly.

With a face he had never seen before, Vulcan politely turned sideways to let the brown-haired boy who was hit enter the elevator first.Only then did Vulcan notice that the other party was holding a child in a black top hat in his arms.

"What floor?" Vulcan asked after pressing the floor he was on.

The young man looked at the number that lit up, and smiled lightly: "What a coincidence, I'm also on the tenth floor."

After that, the two never spoke again.

"Ah, so you just moved in next door?" The other party took out the key from the door next to Vulcan.

The young man showed a shy smile: "I just moved here a few days ago, but the house has not been fully furnished yet. I will visit the house in a few days, so say goodbye to my brother."

"Goodbye, brother." The child waved to him sensiblely.

After saying goodbye to each other, the young man entered the house with the child in his arms.

"I feel like a powerful guy, although he looks about my age." However, this building is a high-end apartment located in the center of Tokyo after all, and the residents are basically engaged in some high-paying occupations. It is natural to have such a person as a neighbor. Not surprising.

Vulcan put the shopping bag on the ground: "Qing Guang, what's wrong?"

He found that Qingguang had been frowning since they met the young man.

"Master, he smells of gunpowder." Kiyomitsu was sure that he could smell it correctly. It was the smell of gunpowder smoke left on his body by Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, who had been on an expedition together with him, after using a gun.

"Oh? Maybe it's the smell of cigarettes." Vulcan said he didn't smell anything.

Qingguang wanted to say something more, but finally gave up.He hugged the things the other party bought for him sullenly, and sat down on the corner of the sofa.

Still don't tell this rough-natured master.

Although the detection value is not as good as Wakizashi, Kiyomitsu will never miss that scene.

Before the other party entered the door, his gaze fell firmly behind Vulcan

——that is, where I was standing.

The author has something to say:

Currently known information includes:

1. The salary of firefighters is directly proportional to the danger.

2. Vulcan so naturally (hey) became a magical boy (cross out)

3. The suit my neighbor wears is a high-end suit from Italy.

4. Midorima thinks that Vulcan may be too tired to have hallucinations, but in fact he secretly prepared medicine.