[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

Hasebe had been waiting at the entrance of the Honmaru for a long time.

When he saw that Vulcan was not only unscathed, but also holding two swords in his arms and the Japanese number following behind him, he was sincerely relieved.Although his mood became a little subtle when he saw the lazy blue-haired man, when his eyes fell back on Vulcan, the pair of thin vine-colored eyes instantly softened a lot.

"Master." Hasebe walked up quickly, and then reached out to take the two swords in Vulcan's arms very naturally.He quickly identified the identities of the two knives.

However, when he found out that one of them was Yamato Shou'an, he still felt a little surprised.

"Okuri and... Yamato Mori?"

He looked up at Vulcan uncertainly.

Vulcan nodded.

Generally speaking, Yamato Shou'an is not a rare type of knife, and it can be obtained without a lot of forging knife materials.What's more, there is already Kiyomitsu from the Okita group in the main pill, so Yamato Mamoru should appear soon.However, what is puzzling is that the Vulcan, who can easily forge rare swords, has never been able to make Yamato Mamoru appear.

Because of this, Hasebe couldn't help attributing Qingguang's depression in the past few days to the point that "the judge of the gods could not forge Yamato Mori".

He didn't want to see the disappointed look of his colleagues, and he didn't want to embarrass Vulcan.

"California should be very happy, I have to tell him the news quickly. Speaking of which, what about others?"

Mentioning the other party's name, Hasebe suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Kiyomitsu since just now.

"Has the Lord seen him?"

Vulcan tugged at his bloodless lips, but made no sound.

The hands on both sides of his body clenched into fists when he heard Qingguang's name.

"Mr. Hasebe, let's talk first if you have anything to say." Tsuna Kichi walked out from the shadow of the corridor, holding a sword in his hand, exuding a very strange atmosphere.

...even, giving people the illusion of decay.

It's really uncomfortable.Realizing that his subconscious reaction would inevitably be a little disrespectful to the colleagues brought back by the judge, Hasebe coughed a few times calmly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Guarantor."

The appearance of Tsunayoshi made Hasebe frowned involuntarily, although the extent was too small to be traced.

He turned sideways and made a "please" gesture.The moment Tsunaki passed him by, Hasebe noticed the red blotch on the neckline of the other party and the vague smell of blood.

Squinting his eyes slightly, and only paused for half a second, Hasebe returned to his usual calm appearance.He closed the wooden door, took a step, and walked towards the red figure.

After injecting spiritual power, Vulcan first went to the Daguang Hall to introduce his new partner to everyone.Candlestick Kiri and Tsurumaru seem to be old acquaintances with Okuri. Even though the attitude of the other party can be called inhuman indifference, the two are still very enthusiastic and pull their old friends who have reunited after a long time to talk to each other.He didn't take into account that the other party's face was so dark that it was almost blending with his skin color.

Like a drinking buddy sensing the radar, the two Taidao brothers hit it off with Japan, and they hit it off.

Compared with Okuri and Nippon, Yamato Mamoru obviously has a lot of worries, and his hands that have nowhere to rest show his inner anxiety.

"Ah, isn't this Yamato Mori?" Yao Yan came over first to say hello, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"Wow, I thought the lord would never be able to forge you in this life." Luan grabbed his sleeve and shook it.

"Welcome, Yamato Shoujun."

In the first issue, he smiled slightly, with the calm demeanor of the elderly, but also restrained the sense of alienation, and grasped the proportions just right.

The scene seems to be different from what I imagined.Yamato Mori looked at Vulcan timidly, and the encouragement in those pomegranate pupils instantly boosted his confidence.

"Well, I caused you a lot of trouble before... I'm really sorry." Yamato Mori lowered his head deeply and bowed.

"Compared to apologizing, Yamato Shou-kun should have something else to tell us, right?" Mikazuki's voice sounded from above unexpectedly, and Yamato Shou-kun raised his head suspiciously.

The eyes painted with the crescent moon stared at him unwaveringly, as if the vast night sky settled in the bottom of the eyes.

Not only Sanriyue, but all the Fusangshen present were watching with the same soft eyes.

The dull five senses, which were like faint sparks, actually burned in Yamato Mori's heart like a blazing fire under their unconcerned gaze.

He moved his lips and murmured slightly choked up: "...I'm back."

"Hahaha, very good, very good." San Riyue covered her lips with her sleeve, and gently patted the other party's hair.

"Welcome back, Yamato Shoukun."

And seeing the warm scene in front of him, Vulcan folded his hands and watched the whole process, the relief on his face was soon covered by a thick layer of haze.

·

"...that's how it happened."

Vulcan didn't know if he had explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, he only knew that in the final analysis, the culprit who caused the other party's dark fall was himself after all.

If only I could have noticed Kiyomitsu's uneasiness at that time, if only I stayed in Honmaru and stayed by his side.

if…….

Vulcan stared at Qingguang's blade covered in gloomy purple air, and closed his eyes as if being stung.He can understand and even empathize with the uneasiness of being left alone, which will continue to magnify in his heart.However, the lack of a sense of security will eventually engulf people like a flood like a raging tide.

"... That weak to seemingly non-existent spiritual power is indeed that person."

Tsurumaru sighed, and sat down beside Kagami.

"Mr. Tsurumaru."

His eyes were pure white, and Vulcan's chaotic mood calmed down a little.

"I didn't realize the mood in California. We who are stationed in Honmaru are also jointly and severally responsible." Even if Vulcan didn't say anything, Tsurumaru knew that his own god judge must have taken all the responsibility on himself.

It would be too unconscious to jokingly say some jokes on this kind of occasion, Tsurumaru changed from his usual laxity and appeared extremely serious.

...but share it with us.He gently put his hands on the other's hair and rubbed it a few times.

"So, the current situation is that Mr. California has no way to return to the human form?" Mikayue leaned down slightly, brushing the seemingly smooth blade with her fingertips, but in fact there were many bone spurs.His fingertips were quickly punctured by the tip of the bone spur, and tiny drops of blood oozed out, but Sankaiyue continued to move his hands unmoved.

"No." Vulcan shook his head, "The shape of the sword can temporarily slow down the speed of the dark fall..."

Because of the lessons learned from Tsurumaru's dark fall, Kagami specifically consulted Foxanosuke for relevant information in order to prevent accidents.Although this remedial measure seems particularly futile, it is the only last resort Vulcan can think of.

"Oh?" San Riyue withdrew her hand calmly, "But it's just a relief, it can't completely solve the dark fall, right?"

"……Yes."

"Sankazuki!" Yamabachi frowned and called out to him.

"Yamabugiri, I don't mean to blame the Lord." Mikazuki slowed down her tone, "I was just thinking, since the Lord can restore the crane from the dark fall to its original state, then there is naturally a way for California to come back."

"But... I don't remember what I did at all."

Vulcan tried to search the chest of memory, but found nothing.

"In short, let California release the form of the sword first." San Riyue wiped away the blood from her fingertips, and put her hands in her cuffs, "After all, there is no way to communicate with this appearance."

Vulcan hesitated for a while, and finally followed Sankayue's suggestion.He poured spiritual power into Da Dao, and soon a familiar figure appeared in the dazzling light.

When the golden rays of light revealed Fu Sangshen's figure as if parting the clouds, the eyes that were like fine crystals were the first to catch the eye, but a blood-stained flower bloomed in the center of the pupils.Fu Sangshen's figure was a figure Vulcan knew well, but it wasn't the Qingguang he knew.

The red pupils glowed with a cold light, beautiful but with indifferent sarcasm.Those eyes, which were filled with vicious murderous intent, were looking straight at Vulcan.

Vulcan couldn't help but stiffen his body, a drop of sweat slipped from his forehead.

"...Master, are you afraid of me like this?" As soon as Qing Guang spoke, the black lines extending from his neck to his cheeks became shocking with his actions.

"...No, it's not." Vulcan repeatedly denied it, even though this feeble excuse was really trying to cover up.

Seeing that Vulcan's attitude was vague, Qing Guang didn't say much, but those ruby-like pupils became sharper and colder.

"The main hall." At this time, the voice of the first phase sounded outside the door, his voice was much lower than usual.

"People from the government of time are here."

"What are they here for?" Shan Muqi pursed his lips.

Tsurumaru snorted coldly: "After all, there is only one purpose."

"They... asked to take back California-kun." The words conveyed in the first issue confirmed Tsurumaru's conjecture.

Although Vulcan had been mentally prepared, after all, those documents were not for nothing, but they came a little too soon.

There is no extra time for him to think, Vulcan said: "Mr. Yiqi, can I ask you one thing?"

"You say."

"Can you delay as long as possible... Any reason is fine, as long as, just give me a little more time...!"

Vulcan spoke faster and faster, even a little incoherent.

Through the door, he couldn't see Yiqi's expression.The other party will probably feel embarrassed about being so self-willed.

An unbearable silence spread inside and outside the door, and no one on either side spoke.

"...Okay." The first issue finally agreed.After all, no one would choose to turn a blind eye to the pleading tone of their own judge.

... Do you regard the main hall as your younger brother?Will you spoil him too much?

Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"...Thank you, Mr. Phase One."

How could the treacherous and cunning government of the time fail to see Vulcan's careful thinking.The owner of Honmaru did not appear, but a Fusangshin greeted everyone instead.There is no need to think too much about the reason for this.

It is estimated that the other party will come directly to the door in a short time, no, it is already at the door of the house.Kagami couldn't help but start to feel anxious, and he forced himself to focus on Kiyomitsu.

And Qing Guang always looked at him with a faint smile.

"I want to have a private chat with Qing Guang." Vulcan's words rang in everyone's ears like a thunderbolt.

"My lord, this is not a wise decision." Surprisingly, San Riyue was the first to raise objections.It's not that he doesn't trust his colleagues, it's just that the murderous intent in the opponent's eyes is too obvious, like sharp knives pointing at Vulcan's throat.

San Riyue didn't want to risk the life of the god judge, he still had some selfishness in that.

He didn't know what the interrogator named Jia Lan had said to Qing Guang, and he didn't want to delve into the complicated reasons.

But playing with the gods or something... But there is a price to pay.

Having said that, Sanriyue knows that even if the majority of people disagree, Vulcan will still choose what he believes in his own way.He knows this about the other party too well, and this is also because Vulcan is indeed an extremely easy-to-understand simple guy.

"If you insist on talking to California alone, please ask Mr. Guarantor to stay."

Sankaiyue made a compromise opinion.

"Eh? Why Zetian...?" Kagami asked suspiciously.

"Probably I am the least involved among all the people....Is that what you mean, Mr. Sanriyue?" Tsuna asked.

"That's right." San Riyue praised his intelligence, "Then, let's go out first."

"Hey, Mikazuki, is this really alright?" Tsurumaru, who wanted to say something more, was pulled up by the other party.

"Okay, okay, let's leave it to the young people. The old man will leave first." Turning a deaf ear to Tsurumaru's protest, Mikazuki shoved Tsurumaru out of the door with a smile as before.

"...Are you really aware of the current situation, Sankayue?"

Facing Yamabuchi's unabashed questioning, Miriyue raised her eyes to look at the cherry tree standing on the top of the mountain.The cherry blossoms have long since faded away, leaving only a few scattered flowers behind the leaves.

It was fresh green, tender and emerald, which made people sigh.

"Compared to an old man like me, the brains of young people should turn faster."

He smiled slightly, and the scallion-colored feathers came into his eyes.

"Right, Yamato Shou-kun."

·

"Is this okay, don't hand me over like this?"

There were only three people left in the room with such a huge hand, and it seemed extraordinarily cold.

"Why?" Fire God asked back.

"You still ask why." Qing Guang's face showed a mocking expression as if he heard some big joke.

"That's the final destination of the Dark Fallen, isn't it?"

He laughed strangely, and the black lines on his face looked more hideous and terrifying because of his movements.

"You belong here." Vulcan stared at the bright red that remained in his eyes, and said word by word.

"here?"

Hearing these words, Qing Guang showed a dazed expression, and he looked around.Wherever he looked, there were cotton swabs used for treatment, cabinets that had never been moved, and some familiar furnishings.But now, everything here is like an invisible cage, pinching his throat, making him breathless.

"...But, there is no place for me here anymore." Qing Guang turned his head away, there was a mirror there.He looked at his strange self in the mirror and murmured.

"...Qing Guang." Vulcan couldn't help stretching out his hand.

"Don't touch me!" The lingering blade cut through the air, and the next second, there was a strong smell of blood in the air.At the same time, Vulcan's palm had a scar with deep visible bones.

Vulcan held his bloody palm and looked at Qing Guang with the same astonished expression in disbelief.

Compared with the piercing pain, what hurt him most was Qingguang's high degree of vigilance towards him.

"Fire Lord!"

Tsuna knew that the other party's wound from the debris was just right, and now there was a deeper gash in the same place.

...It's really messed up.

"It's okay." The blood flowed from his fingers and dripped on the tatami, forming dark red stains.

"Leaving me like this by your side will only hurt you." Qing Guang suppressed his desire to check the other party's injuries, and tilted his head pretending to be relaxed, "Now that you know, quickly hand me over to... "

"Impossible." Vulcan replied simply, without any room for maneuver.

"I'm not going to give my family to those guys."