[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

After repeatedly confirming that the distance between the behemoth and himself was within a safe range, Vulcan slowly loosened his grip on Tsuna.But the staring red eyes are still vigilantly watching every move of Jiro with his tongue sticking out.Because of his experience as a child, he couldn't fathom whether this furry creature, which looked naive on the surface, would open its fangs in the next second and sink those sharp teeth into his own flesh and blood.

After all, he had experienced that pain a long time ago.

Even the burning sensation of the skin from the heat wave of the fire could not cover the deep-rooted fear of dogs in memory.

"It's a pity, Jiro seems to like you quite a bit." Yamamoto reached out and rubbed Jiro's chin, which narrowed its eyes comfortably.Immediately after hearing what the master said, Jiro immediately looked at Kagami wetly with pitifully weak eyes of grievance.From time to time, there was a whining sound from his mouth.

"Don't, don't look at me like that!" Vulcan braced his self-esteem and didn't back down.

"I know, I know." Stop teasing Vulcan, Yamamoto smiled helplessly.

"Vulcan, don't you have anything to ask?"

No matter how rough the nerves are, they should have noticed it soon.

Compared to the two who tentatively tossed part of the details to each other, the Vulcan, who was suffering from canine phobia, seemed to have not noticed anything, and was afraid of dogs on his own.

"Want...to ask?" Eyes still closely watching Jiro's every move, Kagami repeated Yamamoto's words a little slowly.

After all, isn't the big question the dog out of the box?

It's obviously the first time we met, why do you seem to like yourself?

Also, is the frequency of wagging the tail too fast? What are you happy about?

The mind is scrambled with fear.

At this moment, Jiro moved his nose as if he smelled something.

It barked softly into the starry twilight.

Vulcan shuddered, and the garbled brain immediately restarted the program.

"... By the way, do ordinary animals get out of that kind of small box?" Kagami, who finally realized the problem, just wanted to point his finger at Jiro, but then felt that it was too much to expose his fragile fingers to the "enemy". It was too dangerous, so I had to signal with my eyes.

Finally... realized?Feeling helpless, Tsunayoshi and Yamamoto exchanged glances.

Thank you, Jiro.

He silently expresses his heartfelt gratitude to the box animals who fit perfectly in the role.

"Vulcan-kun, do you know my relationship with Yamamoto?" Tsuna Yoshi did not answer Vulcan's question directly.Compared with roundabout tactics, straight balls may be able to solve problems faster for people like Vulcan who have a single tendon to the end.

But he didn't want to.

Gradually, the larger mountain body of the glacier, which is hidden under the sea, is slowly exposed like a cocoon.

"Hey? Aren't you...friends?" This question surprised Vulcan.

Could it be that they actually have a bad relationship?

"It's a friend." Gangji affirmed without hesitation.

"But it's family."

Vulcan's eyes lingered on the faces of the two who could not see anything in common.

"However, you don't look like they are related by blood."

"We are bound by something more reliable than blood." His tone was firm and flawless.

And the hinge that binds them tightly is precisely the invisible thing called "family".

"Furthermore, there must be some kind of material connection between Vulcan-lord and those spirit-like things."

Vulcan was speechless, apparently he was still ignorant of the current situation.

Tsuna took a deep breath, as if to take all the elegant lotus fragrance in the air into his lungs.

"Mr. Vulcan, what you hear and see next may be far from your previous cognition. Maybe you are not dissatisfied with everything in your life now, but it's a pity."

He was like an attending physician who was about to announce the failure of the operation to his family, his expression was so solemn that he couldn't see any flaws.

"You can't go back."

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Facts have proved that the ability of Vulcan's brain to process information cannot fail to return to the previous level.At least, from the fact that the figure in front of him is not outstanding, and there are occasional words from the brow with a timid and gentle brow, which made him speechless at that moment.

After all, ordinary people like him always roughly judge each other, and even his profession, from the first impression.

"Although it may be a little late to introduce it now. But it is such a profession after all. If you say it, others will only think you are a lunatic talking nonsense."

Gang Ji thoughtfully explained the reasons for the former arrogance and the later respect.

Although Vulcan wanted to pretend that he had an auditory hallucination just now, it was obviously of little effect.After being silent for a while, Vulcan spoke slowly, frowning tightly: "So, Zetian, you are the leader of that... clam family?"

"...It's Vongola."

Even if he can't escape the world full of lies and betrayal, and can't sever the bond with his family, he still hopes that the other party can understand that his family really didn't make a fortune by selling seafood.

Seeing Vulcan's unbelievable expression, Tsuna pushed his hair back.

Compared with the not-so-harmonious atmosphere here, the star-studded night sky gives people a sense of tranquility and softness. It is impossible to tell from which direction the breeze blows through the dense leaves and rustles.

Just when Tsunaji was thinking about how to explain it more properly, a discordant voice suddenly came from his ear.The sound, which was so faint and almost imperceptible to mosquitoes at the beginning, gradually became audible later on.Then, a corner of the dark blue night sky peeled off like a wall that had been in disrepair for a long time, and a piercing sound like broken glass followed.

"Hey, you can actually break Mukuro's illusion..." Yamamoto murmured in surprise, and couldn't help but grasp the handle of the knife behind him.

A touch of golden red leaped across Gangji's eyes.

He kept Vulcan behind him calmly.

The big damaged hole exposed the originally gloomy sky, and the black clouds that gradually condensed together suddenly rolled up, and fragmented thunder and lightning could be seen from time to time in the thick cloud layer.

"...Here we come." Gang Ji seemed to be talking to himself and a white light suddenly fell together, and immediately the huge spiritual power struck ferociously like a dragon breathing out flames.The surrounding leaves were blown to pieces by the wind, and the fragile branches were easily broken in half by this force.

After the dazzling white light dissipated, Vulcan half-closed his eyes and raised his eyes to look at the powerful comer.

"Hey, how come..." There was a trace of confusion in those red eyes.

It is understandable to have such a reaction when the dead thing appeared in front of him again intact.

Sensing the danger, Jiro changed his previous obedient appearance, pawed the ground restlessly with his front paws, and grinned his teeth in a defensive posture towards the uninvited guest.

All of this can be seen by those round pupils the size of grapes.

"It was our faux pas that led to a series of misunderstandings."

The white-haired fox that descended from the sky did not choose to get closer to Vulcan because he was afraid of the powerful force that swung around the brown-haired youth.The appearance of this one is almost the same as that of the fox that Vulcan met before. If there is any difference, it is probably that the courtesy of the fox in front of him is obviously much more thoughtful.

As an auxiliary shikigami of the government mass-produced model, it is inevitable that there will be defective products during the production process.The most prominent feature of defective products is that the emotional ups and downs are too large, the performance is not stable enough, and they cannot be guided patiently.However, in order to avoid waste, the government built attack capabilities into these defective products and sent them to hunt down fallen shikigami and rebellious god judges.

However, due to the operation error of the internal personnel, the originally pleasant welcome turned into a malicious pursuit.

"As a representative of the Government of Time, I am here to express my sincerest apologies to you."

Burying his furry head between his front paws, he has received countless god judges. For experienced veterans who are comfortable in any situation, letting the opponent let go of their defenses is the first priority.

Moreover, even a murderous executioner can't bear to start with a harmless small animal.

Honosuke, who was very steady in his calculations, raised his forehead painted with vortex-shaped demon patterns, and shook his big fluffy tail.

Then it met those golden brown eyes that were as cold as ice.

Swallowing saliva secretly, Fox's help remained calm.

"Please allow me to introduce myself again. I am Foxnosuke, a special commissioner of the Toki Government, and I am here to assist the work of the God Judge." , took a few small steps forward.

"You have collected three swords. Among them are two swords and one short."

There is a huge database in the brain, Honosuke blurted out easily.

"And you have the unique knife tent of the first generation of god judges on your body. So you can be said to be the one chosen by God to do your part."

Foxnosuke praised Vulcan unabashedly.

"The first generation or something...is it the first generation?" Vulcan touched the knife tent still lying in his pocket through the fabric.

"That's right. The sword account you are holding now was originally exclusive to the first generation of god-inspectors." Foxnosuke nodded, "But because of her death, this sword account disappeared. The government only It took a lot of effort to retrieve the swords sealed inside. After all, they are the "property" of the government. "

The words spoken by the other party's high-pitched voice made Kagami feel uncomfortable.

Especially comparing Qingguang and the others to property, who clearly already have human emotions.

The natural keenness made Fox's help notice the unhappiness of the new god judge, and he quickly made up for his slip of the tongue.

"Although these swords have the appearance and behavior of humans, they are actually replicas, and they can be regenerated even if they are destroyed. So please don't show that expression." Foxnosuke wagged his tail at Vulcan fawningly.

Seeing that Vulcan's attitude had softened, it didn't seem like he had taken precautions against himself at the beginning.Foxnosuke finally got to the point.

"You also know that although it went smoothly at the beginning, the whole plan soon fell into a dilemma."

It seems to slow down the speed of explanation in order to take care of Vulcan.

In the year 2205 of the Western calendar, the Government of Time, which was established to crusade against the time-traveling army claiming to be historical revisionism, started a glorious and great plan.To awaken the famous ancient sword and awaken its power to fight for it, they summoned many god-inspectors with powerful spiritual power to conduct experiments one by one.However, many outstanding god judges drowned in the torrent of history because they couldn't bear the pressure of time and space in the phase sex experiment, and even the meaning of existence was erased.

In the end, only one person survived.

"Only the first generation of god judges survived. At that time, she was able to manage the Honmaru with dozens of swordsmen just in order. Not only that, but the brilliant record of crusade against the marching army is also a great achievement for future generations. People are talking about it.”

"Then...?" Vulcan couldn't help interrupting it, "After, what about later, please."

Foxnosuke shook his head and lowered his eyes.

"Human beings are fragile things after all, they can't withstand the aging of organs and functions..."

The inadvertently blurred ending sound disappeared into the sound of knives piercing the air.

The clear blade reflected the reflection of Foxosuke, whose hairs all over his body were blown up due to fright.

"...Awu?" Surprised by his colleague's unexpected behavior, Tsuna called his name in a low voice.

However, the response was equal surprise.

"...Ah Gang, I didn't move just now."

What made Yamamoto even more puzzled was that the pattern of the crescent moon gradually appeared on the body of Shigure Kintokidao who penetrated straight into the ground.

"What, what's going on?"

Before Vulcan could get any answer, a pair of cold hands gently raised his chin from behind.

"He almost took his life to give you advice, you have to listen to it."

He met those eyes that were as beautiful as the night.

And what is reflected in the dark blue night is a delightful golden crescent moon.

The author has something to say:

Currently known information includes:

1. A large part of the reason for looking for the sword account is because the ability of the sword sealed there is inaccessible to replicas.

2. There is a connection between the first generation of god judges and Vulcan.

3. Worried that Vulcan would explode due to receiving a huge amount of information, Tsuna specially asked Mu to set up a refreshing illusion.But it seems to have little effect.

4. Although it comes from the future, the information of this era is also stored in the information database in Honosuke's brain.

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Well, the old man finally came out... and finally wrote the main line (so tired

Recently, the weather is dry and things are dry, getting angry QAQ everyone pay attention to diet and health, and be careful of catching a cold :)

I don’t know if everyone is interested in the experience of the first generation of aunts (Trust face

I also locked the two extra chapters, because I was afraid of affecting my perception.

It will probably be posted on lof in the future (elderly people have not yet registered for a lof account

Ask for comments every day, and by the way ask for a wave of articles after the column will gradually increase (longing big eyes

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