[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

Check no such person.

This is the only conclusion Kagami can draw from what Foxosuke said.There is no name of Garan Amerai in the file. In other words, he is not a god judge and should not appear in this world.

"So, it's an intruder?" Yao Yan rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully.

"No." Tsurumaru categorically denied this idea, "If it's an invader, the government of Time, which is relentless in eliminating dissidents, will never allow such a thing to happen."

After speaking, he took a deep look at Vulcan.

Vulcan actually understood the message conveyed by the other party's brief glance.He hesitated, but finally followed Tsurumaru's train of thought: "Unless..." Vulcan spoke slowly at an unusually slow speed.He knew that once he uttered this answer, everything would develop into an uncontrollable bad situation like a reverse flood.

Vulcan took a deep breath, as if he had swallowed a stone that he couldn't digest, the edges and corners made his throat hurt.

"Unless, someone acquiesced to this kind of existence." He deliberately avoided the sensitive word "Government of Time".

As soon as the words fell, Foxosuke gasped, his eyes widened, and he looked up at Vulcan in disbelief.Time seemed to be frozen, no one spoke, and even the fluff on Honosuke's body that had been erected due to a crisis situation or excessive shock never showed signs of hanging down.

After a while, Foxnosuke spoke slowly: "Sir, are you serious about what you said just now?" He narrowed his long and narrow fox eyes slightly, appearing dangerous and a bit intimidating inside.

"This is just Vulcan Lord's own judgment." Tsunaki's appearance just eased the atmosphere hovering on the verge of triggering a fire.

"Right, Lord Fire God."

In order not to aggravate Foxnosuke's suspicion of him, Tsunayoshi did not forget to emphasize that those words were not Vulcan's original intention.

All Vulcan could do was nod.

Although Foxnosuke was obviously still a little skeptical, he still reluctantly believed Tsunayoshi's words.

"For the specific situation, I still need to communicate further with the above to get an answer. So, please wait patiently for a few more days. And..." Fox Nosuke paused, the shadow of the corridor eaves covered most of its face, only Only those golden eyes were abnormally bright.

"Please don't forget your duty, Lord Judge." The last words were so meaningful that Vulcan didn't even know whether the other party was talking to him, or someone who was spying on this homimura somewhere.

Afterwards, Foxosuke jumped down the corridor nimbly, and disappeared in front of everyone with the golden light.

"...Wow, creatures like foxes are really unpredictable." Chuanxin patted his chest with lingering fear, and said with emotion.

"Maybe I said something I shouldn't have said. After all, I have never seen Fox's help show that kind of expression." Recalling the scene just now, Vulcan still feels panicked in his heart, "Fortunately, Sawada appeared In time, thanks."

"I just happened to pass by, and I felt the atmosphere was weird so I came in to take a look." Tsunayoshi said, and then he turned his gaze to Tsurumaru.The other party seemed to have a premonition, and the eyes of the two met directly.

"Besides, I just happen to have some questions I want to ask... Mr. Tsurumaru." He looked at the other party with questioning eyes.

"Okay." Tsurumaru unexpectedly readily agreed, which surprised Tsunakichi.

Sensing keenly that what he was going to talk about next was not an interesting topic, Yao Yan stood up and picked up the coat that was put aside: "Let's go, chaos."

"Hey, why?" He pouted in dissatisfaction, "The topic they will talk about next seems to be super-interesting, isn't medicine research interested?"

Yao Yan sighed, and pulled up Luan's arms involuntarily: "If the general wants to say something, he will naturally not hide it from us." The current situation is clear, but there is something hard to hide and I don't want them to know.

Phase [-] looked at his younger brother approvingly: "Yao Yan is right. If I remember correctly, today's Ma Dang Fan is chaotic and thick? If you don't work hard, you will be hated by the main hall."

"My lord won't hate me!" Having said that, Luan obediently followed Yiqi and Yaoyan out of the Daguang Hall.

Seeing this, Taro thoughtfully took Jiro, who was already drunk, back to his room.Mikayue and Yingmaru wisely shifted the position of drinking tea, creating a private area for their conversation.After helping to clean up the dishes, Hasebe and Candlestick Kiri also left, taking Yamabuakiri along the way and asking him to help in the kitchen.

"This way of clearing the field is really effective." Tsurumaru joked as he looked at the cold and large room.

"I'll accept it as a compliment." Gang Ji didn't seem to want to talk too much with the other party, he was eager to get to the point.

"Mr. Tsurumaru, how did you meet that man?"

"Is it a straight ball when it comes up? This really scared me." Saying this, Tsurumaru began to try to recall.Although the memory of the dark fall period has become blurred, I can still barely remember some things by picking up those fragments and piecing them together.

"I should have been picked up by him. After all, the murderous Dark Falling Knife, as long as there is a normal mind, the judge would be afraid to avoid it. I feel...he is not normal."

Tsunaji agrees: "That person makes me feel the same way."

Vulcan didn't speak, he frowned.

Tsurumaru went on to say: "Generally speaking, we as swords should be forged or manifested in response to the call of the spiritual power of the god judge. ... But, for that person, neither. As long as he wants, That knife will appear. Therefore, there are countless unseen swords in that person's room."

"...how is it possible." Kagami looked at Tsurumaru in disbelief, but the other party's expression did not mean to be half-joking.

"It's hard to believe." Tsurumaru raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, "I thought so too at the time. But compared to this strange ability that surpasses many god judges, the dark sword can still have god judges The asylum is more like a fantasy."

Tsurumaru paused.He didn't know whether he was thirsty from talking too much or to hide his inner anxiety, he poured himself an eighth full glass of wine and took a big sip.

"Also, although I'm not qualified to say anything about others, I'm still very worried about Yamato Mori's state."

"Yamato Mori?" Tsuna Kichi asked with some doubts about the sudden appearance of a slightly unfamiliar name.

"Sure enough, I'm not mistaken!" Vulcan interrupted Tsunaki's question anxiously, and then realized that his voice seemed a little too high, he coughed lightly, lowered his voice and continued to ask: "He...doesn't have anything?" okay?"

"Are you afraid that California will hear you?" Tsurumaru laughed dumbfounded at Vulcan's carefulness that didn't match his appearance, "Although there is no guarantee that he will be completely fine, at least he is now being loved wholeheartedly by that person."

"So, he is the boy who appeared in the museum with Jialan." Tsunaji thought thoughtfully.

"Hey, have you seen Yamato Mori, Sawada?"

Gangji nodded: "Mr. Vulcan, do you still remember the accidental meeting we had at the gate of the police station?"

"Of course." Vulcan replied without thinking.

How could he forget that his baby Harley was detained by that black skinner for speeding.

"However, you still haven't told me what happened at that time?" Vulcan looked at him.

After hesitating for a while, Gangji still decided to tell Vulcan the whole story: "...That time, it was because I learned that the leader of Amerai might be haunting the basement of the museum, so Awu and I rushed there."

"The information from the intelligence team is correct. The leader of Amerai did indeed appear in the basement of the museum, but beside him was a young man wearing a green feathered kimono... I think that should be what you are talking about To the 'Yamato Shou'."

"So, before Mr. Tsurumaru was..." Tsunekichi reminded him like this, Kagami recalled the situation when Tsurumaru smashed the knife at that time, and still omitted the shocking two words.

"At that time, the person who left with Garan was Yamato Shou'an. However, his state at that time was already a bit strange." For a while, he couldn't think of any suitable words to describe the other party's emptiness as if his soul had been pulled out. .

At that time, Yamato Guards Station was a little far away from Vulcan, so he couldn't see the other party's expression very clearly.But the unusually fair skin under the mottled sunlight and the gloomy aura surrounding him made Vulcan involuntarily think of those retrograde troops who were in control.Without self-awareness, countless invisible threads guide their every move.

This alone makes Vulcan hard to let go.

"Don't show that expression, master." Tsurumaru saw the other's two strangely shaped eyebrows drooping, and realized that he must be blaming himself for his powerlessness in his heart, so he couldn't help but raised his hand and patted his cheeks.

"That's not your fault." Tsurumaru withdrew his hand calmly, and he blinked, "...In other words, it is because of you that I was saved."

The depths of those beautiful golden eyes are no longer the endless twilight night, but like the rising sun, countless golden rays of light burst out from the bottom of the eyes, warm and reassuring.

It was a bit embarrassing to be seen by those eyes.In order to hide his embarrassment, Vulcan coughed a few times on purpose.

"Well, I've always had a question..." He took the opportunity to change the subject and asked the confusion that had been lingering in his mind.

"Why, at that time, Mr. Tsurumaru wanted to say that this book of swords was an 'unlucky thing'?" The hatred of the tent is ready to come out.Obviously, the powerful spiritual power entrusted above is enough to take care of every sword.

...It should be something that makes them happy.Vulcan was puzzled.

"...Maybe it's because the knife book is a relic of the former god judge." Tsurumaru lowered his eyes and murmured softly.

"Shouldn't the relic be kept well?" Gangji was puzzled.

Tsurumaru shook his head, looked over the top of Vulcan's head, and looked straight at the cherry tree with all the cherry blossoms on the hillside in the distance: "It is because of this that I have to destroy it myself. This is what binds them and me. A cocoon, solid as a rock. Can't break free, and can't be broken either."

"After the human body rots, it will turn into dust, and all that can be left is the memories left in the minds of others. Memories are too heavy, even gods... can hardly bear it."

Tsurumaru sighed, and there were still a few remaining flowers that were about to fall among the lush green leaves.He didn't want to deny the beautiful things carried on the knife tent, but ironically, in just a hundred years, the beautiful shell was weathered and peeled off, revealing the rusty inner core.

The Vulcan, who had been listening quietly, moved his mouth.He knew that what he was about to say might be too idealistic, and he couldn't help but seem a little false, but for no reason, he wanted to tell the other party bluntly: "Then, let's create new memories together."

Tsurumaru was stunned.

"Then, with everyone, with this heavy but important thought, go on firmly and persistently."

Vulcan looked at the knife tent in his hand, the edges and corners of the cover were a little worn out, but when he touched it, he could still feel that the former god-inspector made it carefully with a strong desire to protect it.

"I think she must hope that everyone can be happy. After all, every page is neatly written with her name."

Looking at the beautiful handwriting, Vulcan couldn't help but squinted his eyes and smiled: "What a gentle person."

"...Yeah." Tsurumaru seemed to be infected by Vulcan's emotions, he nodded lightly, "It's gentle and powerful."

"According to your description, I feel that the former god judge is very similar to Lord Vulcan." Gang Ji said coldly.

"What, what?" Vulcan waved his hands again and again, "The other party is a woman, how can I compare with her!"

"But Vulcan Lord is very gentle."

Although at first glance it looks a bit sinister.

Although it was a compliment, Vulcan still felt very awkward: "Ze, Zetian are the ones, they don't look like a mafia at all."

Tsuna: This is not a compliment at all...

At this time, there was a slight vibration in Tsunaki's pocket.He signaled that he was being rude, then got up and pressed the connect button.

"Gang." Reborn's voice came from the phone, and his voice became more deep and serious after the deterioration of the current.

"This morning, Amerai suddenly launched an attack on Pengo Lie's alliance family....At present, except for Gabrielone and several other powerful families..."

"The rest, all destroyed."

Like a gavel from a trial, it hit Tsunayoshi's nerves heavily and with incomparable precision.

"Zawada... did something happen?" Vulcan couldn't help asking concerned when he saw the other party's face suddenly changed.

"Vulcan Lord." Gang Ji turned his head, the shadow covered half of his face.

"Can you please, come with me to Vongola."

Tsuna covered the phone's speaker with his hand, and he didn't let Vulcan hear the last sentence.

But when Tsurumaru heard it, it seemed as if he wanted him to hear it on purpose, without saying a word.

The other end of the phone said: They are suspicious of Vulcan.

If you don't want to be killed so easily, bring him over and explain clearly.

The author has something to say:

Currently known information is:

1. Tsunayoshi is right in thinking, Vulcan is indeed very similar to the previous god judge in a certain sense.

2. Vulcan's apartment and the fire department where he works are now under surveillance.Including, those who have come and gone with him.

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The former aunt was also a decent person before she was alive, but now she can only be remembered.

It's not over yet, don't panic, An Ding hasn't picked it up yet! !

But it's coming soon... ahem.

I've been addicted to Little Hero Academia recently and I can't extricate myself from it. I have no resistance to a freckled little angel like Deku! ! !