[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

Before the hand touched the handle, the door opened.

It was California Qingguang who came to open the door, but his crimson pupils that were originally full of smiles were obviously angry, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and even the air around him suddenly stopped because of his unignorable emotion .

"Master." The tone of his desperately steady voice still changed a little when he called Vulcan's name, but he quickly adjusted.

"...Qing Guang?" He could clearly feel the other party's anger, and Vulcan tentatively greeted him, "I'm back."

All the pre-planned rhetoric may pour out through the lips that were bitten bloodless by himself at any time, and the moment Qingguang met Vulcan's confused eyes, he lost his temper immediately.

"...Welcome back." He responded discouragedly, leaving room for Vulcan to enter the room by the way.After closing the door gently, Qingguang went straight to the corner of the sofa, and never had any conversation with Vulcan.The atmosphere in the room was somewhat tense.Just when Kagami was confused and at a loss for what to do with the angry Kiyomitsu, Yamabashi cut his mouth.

"Did you encounter anything on the road...Master."

That was the first time Yamabuki called him, and Kagami didn't know how to react for a while.

Thinking that his voice was too low for the other party not to hear, Yamabuchi repeated it again.

"Ah!" Vulcan, who came back to his senses, quickly apologized for his momentary trance, "Sorry, I was just a little scared."

Yamabachi tilted his head, expressing his bewilderment.

After finally finding a suitable answer in his poor vocabulary, Vulcan coughed lightly.

"After all, Yamabuki, you don't talk much, and you don't like to chat with me very much."

As he spoke, he looked frankly at Umeyama.

"This is the first time you've taken the initiative to call me." The red eyes were shining brightly.

The taciturn opponent seemed to be slowly approaching him, which made Vulcan feel a little flattered.

"...How should I put it, I'm a little happy." She looked away shyly, and then a bright smile appeared on Vulcan's face.That smile is as dazzling as thousands of flashing lights.

Varied……!The contagious smile hit Yamabukiri's heart hard.He hurriedly looked away, and desperately pulled down the white cloth, trying to cover his hot face.

Obviously... Being kind to an imitation like me won't do any good.

He secretly slandered, but ignored the hidden joy in his heart.

It seems that it is time to start a wave.Yamabuki Kunihiro maintained his last stubbornness and insisted on attributing it to slander.

--spiritual.

On the other hand, Qing Guang, who was huddled in a corner with his cheeks bulging due to sulking, the atmosphere here was so joyful that it was only a little bit more colorful by floating flowers.At this time, Qingguang's mind was in a mess, and he didn't care about other things at all.He fiddled with his nails boredly until Yamabukiri's face, which looked like a boiled shrimp, returned to normal, and Kiyomitsu finally waited for him to ask that crucial question.

"Today, did you really encounter any strange things?" Yamabuchi calmed down, and his tone was as flat as usual.The reason why he and Qingguang insisted on asking their god judges to bring the knife tent this morning was not only to be able to respond to Vulcan's call in time, but also because they wanted to find their colleagues through the knife tent.

The knife tent is not only used as a medium connecting Fusangshen and the God-inspector, but also a powerful carrier of spiritual power, which can resonate with the surrounding spirits.

The moment he was asked, Vulcan, who was not good at hiding himself, had a slight embarrassment after being exposed.

Yamabuchi didn't choose to continue asking, he quietly waited for Kagami to speak.

After a long silence, Vulcan took out the knife tent in his pocket.

"Today, I met a person. This knife account seems to respond to the bamboo knife he is carrying."

"Bamboo knife?" Qing Guang couldn't help interjecting, "Is it the kind of guy who cuts people without pain? The famous master swordsmith took several months to cover the burnt red blade with soil and quench it in water, and it was formed after countless times of beating and grinding.For them, bamboo knives are bamboo products that can't even cut off the stems and leaves of plants. They are very different from these famous sharp swords that drink blood and sharpen their blades.

"I don't know the specifics." Although there was only a brief tremor, it could not be ruled out that it was his own illusion, but he still felt that the knife tent must have sensed something from the bamboo knife of the scarred youth.

However, Yamamoto is a friend of Sawada, so it should be fine.He thought back to the thrilling scene this afternoon.

... I don't know if Sawada's hair is okay?

There should be no place to burn bald.

"Qing Guang." Suddenly being called his name, Qing Guang looked up at him in a daze.

"Ah, finally willing to see me."

Vulcan stretched out his hand, his well-defined fingers carefully penetrated into his soft black hair, and stroked it gently.

"Just now, are you angry with me?"

Qing Guang didn't refuse, and let those hands touch his head.

Resting his chin on his bent knees, he said sullenly, "No."

... obviously angry.Qingguang's attitude was obviously completely different from usual, Vulcan, who didn't know what he was angry with, suddenly felt depressed, and was so wronged that even Ling Lie's forked eyebrows drooped listlessly.

...Ah, I see, I see.

After being warned by the eyes of a certain knife hidden behind the white cloth, Qingguang pressed his temple helplessly.

"Master, I'm not angry with you." Qing Guang slowed down his tone, "I'm angry with myself."

"At that time, both Yamabuchi and I clearly sensed the danger. But due to some force majeure, we couldn't show up unless called by you, the master." He explained.

As the first Fusangshen to wake up in this strange world, California Qingguang had a voice that came into his mind clearly.

——Look for the person who holds the knife account.

Gentle and soft like the ripples of the breeze blowing across the water, that voice was all too familiar to him.

Whether it's the full confidence in the deployment of troops before the expedition, or the low self-blame that the occasional mistake caused the sword to be injured, they are deeply imprinted in his heart and cannot be shaken off.And the knife book sealed in green paper was also given to him by that person when he and himself were eating Daifuku in the verandah of Honmaru in a leisurely and lazy afternoon.

"Qingguang." California Qingguang has always felt that her name sounds particularly nice after being embellished by her throat.

"I poured most of my spiritual power into this knife book with your names written on it."

Kiyomitsu licked his stuffed fingers, and took the ugly book with a puzzled expression.

It's not cute at all.He pouted quietly, a little disgusted.

"If, one day, I am no longer... well. Anyway, you will need it someday in the future."

Hesitant to speak, she unilaterally terminated the conversation with Qingguang very abnormally.At that time, Qingguang, who was still immersed in the aftertaste of the great fortune, did not understand the intention of the other party's words at all.

Until... I met Vulcan Taiga.

Their new judge.

Although the other party may still think that his main duty is to help these "lonely ghosts" ascend to heaven and become Buddhas as soon as possible, but since he holds the knife account, there is no doubt that Vulcan is their master.

Regardless of the strength of spiritual power.

Because of the knife account, he was chosen.

Finally understanding where Qingguang was angry, Vulcan suddenly realized, and then he immediately admitted his mistake honestly.

"It's my fault for not thinking about your feelings, but it was a difficult situation."

"Besides, I don't want you to get hurt."

The other party's straightforward and uncompromising attitude made Qing Guang completely dissipated.

He lowered his head and muttered softly: "Next time...you must call us."

"This time, I will forgive you first..."

Although the voice was so soft that it was about to disappear, Qingguang still heard the other party's answer clearly.

"Well, of course."

It was that dazzling smile that made me cry.

Feeling guilty, Vulcan used his actual actions to heal the "psychological trauma" of the two knives, and cooked a table full of delicacies, and it was rare for him not to pay attention to Qingguang's ability to eat three puddings in one breath. Prevent.

Just turn a blind eye today.he thought.

The channel was tuned to TV Tokyo, which was broadcasting real-time news, and a Vulcan in an apron was washing dishes by the sink in the open kitchen.The apron with a small size is unexpectedly suitable for this tall young man with exquisite muscular lines.While pouring detergent into the dishes, Vulcan listened to the news broadcast on the TV.

To his great disappointment, the announcer never reported the vicious incident that happened in the afternoon, and didn't even mention the word "Namori Town".Put the washed dishes on the rack to drain, and Vulcan took off his apron.

Even if there were no other witnesses at the time, there must have been surveillance.In Vulcan's impression, the law and order in Namori Town has always been excellent.Don't talk about arson and robbery, even if it's so small that stealing chickens and dogs basically won't appear there.Of course, most of this is due to the management of the legendary chairman of the discipline committee.

Although Vulcan has never seen the elusive man, nor does he know his name.

...I really want to thank that black skin who is not doing his job properly if he has the opportunity.

The uneasiness in my heart gradually expanded, but I couldn't call the police with such a useless reason as seeing it with my own eyes. The police probably wouldn't believe his one-sided words.

The phone address book had already slid down to the name that he hadn't been on the court with for a long time. Vulcan, who was just about to press the call button, suddenly remembered that the other party happened to be on duty at the police station today.

...go straight to him.

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After repeatedly promising that he would definitely summon them in case of danger, Vulcan walked out of the house smoothly.

The apartment building where Vulcan is located is two blocks away from the extremely prosperous commercial district.

Tokyo at night is full of brilliance.

On both sides of the road, restaurants and shops are intricately intertwined, and grotesque colorful neon lights are competing to flash.Walking through the busiest area, Vulcan had to go through a relatively sparsely populated alley to get to the location of the police station.From time to time on the side of the road, you can see drunken office workers leaning against the trash can, as well as scantily clad women soliciting business.

Blushing and rejecting the other party's professional hook-up, Vulcan walked quickly with his head down.Suddenly, his good dynamic vision allowed him to catch a glimpse of the fluffy wriggling deep in the alley.Driven by curiosity, Vulcan slowly approached the fluffy-looking thing.

However, until he was only one step away from that thing, he regretted it all at once.

——What if that lump is a dog?

Strenuously supporting his backbone as a man, his body kept leaning back.The shadow of being bitten by a dog in childhood not only did not dissipate with age, but on the contrary deepened Vulcan's fear of creatures like dogs.

Even a Chihuahua, in the eyes of Vulcan, is a scourge with fangs exposed and a bloody mouth.

Ah, it moves!

Noticing that Fluffy squirmed a bit, Vulcan seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

However, with the help of the faint street lights, Vulcan finally saw the true face of the mass.

Ah, it's a kitten.He breathed a sigh of relief.

A black bow is tied around the neck, and the white fur is dotted with black markings.

It looks like a rare tabby cat.

Carefully bending down to pick up the kitten, Vulcan scratched its chin.

The kitten narrowed its eyes and purred comfortably.

"Did anyone escape?" Looking around, Vulcan didn't find anyone, nor did he find any useful clues.

The kitten raised its head and looked at the person who hugged it with innocent, wet round eyes.

Then, it licked its mouth: "Wow."

……Ok?Why do you feel weird?

Lightly poking the kitten's head with his finger, Vulcan said with a smile: "Wrong, it's 'meow', right?"

The kitten tilted its head, as if trying to make out what he said.

Then, it opened its mouth happily, revealing its pointed tiger teeth.

"Ow!"

Resisting the urge to throw the small animal in his arms, Vulcan pretended to be calm and observed what he thought was a tabby cat in his arms.

Special patterns and white fur.

Round ears.

and also--

"Aww!" Bathed in Vulcan's fiery gaze, it called out childishly.

...It's a real tiger cub! ! ! !

Vulcan, who was so nervous that he was about to suffocate, still kept his spirits up.He held the little tiger in one hand, and took out his cell phone with the other.Quickly browsing the news on the web, he didn't see any news about the tiger's escape from the zoo.Just when he didn't know what to do with the tiger in his arms, a soft voice came to his ears.

"That..." Slowly pacing out from the shadows was a little boy.He was wearing a black coat on his upper body, and shorts of the same color underneath, revealing two white and thin thighs.

He looked very afraid of Vulcan, his weak body shaking like chaff.

"Please don't eat the little tiger... Woo!" He exhausted all his strength just to speak, and the ending sound was directly stained with crying.

Vulcan: ...Do I look like the kind of person who will eat anything?

"That, little brother." Vulcan squatted down and tried to be gentle, "They are not kittens, they are tigers."

Nodding vigorously, the opponent's eyes were already covered with a thin layer of mist.

"It's... my little tiger." As if making up his mind, the little boy bravely met Vulcan's eyes.

Eyes full of worry, he looked at the little tiger who was still crawling into Vulcan's arms.

"Tiger meat, it's really not tasty... woo woo woo woo!"

He started to cry without warning, and Vulcan was so scared that he quickly stuffed the tiger cub back into his arms.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Well, can you tell me, who said you and I will eat your tiger, please."

Unconsciously wearing honorifics, Vulcan looked at the sobbing child angrily and amusedly.

As if infected by his gentle tone, the little boy in shorts hugged the little tiger and said timidly: "...Yes, it was Mr. Hasebe who said...he said that the new interrogator-sama is a Eats anything...horrible guy."

Vulcan: ... just because I have a big appetite doesn't mean I can eat everything, okay? ! ! !

However, he probably knew what the little boy in front of him and the tiger in his hand were.

Hey... I'm so tired.He sighed silently.

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Currently known information includes:

1. Qingguang, no matter in the past or now, is the first knife of the god judge.

2. The spiritual power hidden in the knife tent is very powerful.

3. Vulcan is worried that Tsunayoshi's head will be burnt and bald.worry.

4. Dogs are more terrifying than tiger cubs. ——The big self pretending to be brave.

5. Hasebe, who has not yet played, seems to have a great prejudice against Vulcan.