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late at night.

Tuozhen sat sideways on the window sill, looking at the full moon shining in the night.He tied his chestnut hair over his shoulders, but the untied hair around his ears was blown all over by the night wind.The white smoke rising from the pipe blurred his side face little by little, making that cold and indifferent face unclear at night.

"Can't sleep?"

Tuozhen didn't look back, but slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth, "I almost slept during the day."

The footsteps gradually approached the window, and the cuff of the light green haori was blown to Takuma's hand.Tuozhen stretched out his hand to brush it away, and then changed his sitting position, leaving a space for one person to sit next to him, and then stretched out his hand to the person who walked beside him.

"?" Anding pulled the haori draped over his shoulders, and looked up at Takuma in confusion.

"Come on." Tuozhen didn't explain anything, but motioned him to hand him his hand.

An Ding put his hand in his palm according to his words, and was led by Tuozhen to sit beside him on the windowsill.

The wind was a bit strong, and An Ding had to reach out and press the feathers draped over his shoulders to avoid being blown away by the wind, and the hair on his shoulders was also messed up by the wind, and some even blew onto Takuma's face .

"Put on your clothes." Tuozhen ordered, biting the cigarette rod in his mouth, while stretching out his hand to tie up Anding's hair casually like himself.

After his hair was tied up, he reached out and took off the cigarette rod, and took a deep breath. As soon as a circle of white smoke came out of his mouth, it was blown away by the wind in no time.

An Ding was sitting next to him, inevitably being covered in smoke.

But Takuma's cigarettes don't smell bad, nor are they unpleasant.He didn't pay much attention to it before, but now he smells it closely and can still smell one or two hints of fresh and sharp aroma, a bit like mint, but not as spicy as mint.

"Don't you like it?" Tuo Zhen tilted his head and asked, after his face was covered with smoke from his spit, his expression was a little awkward and stable.

"If I say you don't like it, will you quit smoking?" An Ding asked him back.

Tuozhen gave a low laugh, then turned around, and replied very simply: "No."

An Ding rolled her eyes.

"I've said it before." Tuozhen said slowly, "No matter what I look like, An Ding has to be endured by me."

"I know." An Ding said calmly, turning his head to look at Tuo Zhen's profile.The hazy moonlight softened the sharp-edged facial contours of his adulthood. His eyes were half-downcast, and his long and thick eyelashes were also coated with a layer of soft light. Under the moonlight, the whole person looked gentler than usual too much.

Seeing Takuma like this, Anji's expression softened.He looked up at the full moon, which was high and far away from them, and said softly, "Takuma, you really have changed a lot."

"Does it look better?"

"..."

"Otherwise you stared at me for so long."

"..."

An Ding kept persuading herself in her heart, the place where they are staying now is a high-rise window sill, they can't kick this guy down, can't kick this guy down, can't kick this guy down!

Tuozhen couldn't help laughing when he saw An Ding's unkind eyes but trying to suppress his anger.

"An Ding, you haven't changed at all."

An Ding subconsciously said: "That's for sure, you'll be away for less than a week..." When he said this, he suddenly stopped.

"Less than a week..." Tuozhen held a cigarette stick in his mouth, looked at the dim stars in the night where the full moon was high, and said in a flat tone: "For me, But it's been 500 years."

"..." Anding didn't know what to say for a while.

"Actually, I feel very useless." An Ding looked down at his hands on his knees, "Sometimes I feel that even if Takuma is not around me, it doesn't matter..."

"..." Tuozhen didn't interrupt in a hurry, but just listened quietly.

"Whether it's a battle or a test like a god judge, I don't seem to have provided any useful help to you, Takuma." Like a bystander, he stood in a safe place and looked at the little boy. Little children grow up slowly, grow into tall and straight teenagers, and finally become mature men who take charge of themselves.He is not a participant in Tuozhen's life, but more like a witness.

Sometimes he even felt that he was making trouble for Takuma.

When they escaped from the attack of the Tailed Beast in the last world, even though they successfully traveled through time and space, Takuma died, Xiuzhen was broken, and he was only seriously injured... He didn't think he was lucky .He had seen the power of that tailed beast's attack before, an entire mountain could be blown into dust by his energy ball, and he was only seriously injured under such an attack, without even thinking about whose credit it was.

It was precisely because of knowing this that Qingguang didn't have much resistance to Takuma's domineering remarks to them, because he knew that no matter what happened to Takuma, he would always protect An Ding.

In this way, what is the difference between him and when he saw Okita-kun struggling on the hospital bed, but he couldn't do anything?

An Ding lowered his head, taking deep breaths little by little, lightly and slowly, trying to adjust his emotions without attracting Takuma's attention.

However, at this moment, an arm wrapped around his shoulder, and then, a wide palm covered his eyes, and the faint smell of smoke immediately enveloped his whole body.

An Ding's whole body froze, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should break free or obediently stay still.

But before he could think too much, the person who circled him spoke.

"Didn't An Ding say that she would be my scabbard?"

"I've said it before, but..." It's just an exaggeration... An Ding finally remembered that he wanted to be embraced by Kai Kai, but he was easily suppressed by the even more powerful adult rabbit, and was even pinned on his chest by him. .

"So An Ding doesn't need to do anything."

"As long as An Ding is by my side, I feel very at ease."

"Because I know there is a guy waiting for me with big words, so no matter where I go, I will come back."

Hearing such words, there was still a steady and powerful heartbeat, and a stable brain went blank. After a few seconds, the villain in his heart came back to his senses and screamed: ...... Mommy!Am I having a nightmare? !

……

It was already late at night, and the surroundings were silent, and occasionally the chirping of insects could be heard from the bushes downstairs.

The wind was a bit cool, but the two guys sitting on the window sill with bare feet didn't care about it at all, and even tried to find dim stars in the night sky in their leisurely mind.

"I went to my world and stayed 500 years in the past."

"I know." An Ding leaned his head on Tuozhen's shoulder, his calf dangling leisurely back and forth in mid-air, "Mr. Songyang told me everything."

"Really..." Tuo Zhen was smoking a cigarette intermittently, "It's really too much, that guy." He easily revealed his old background.

"It can be seen that Mr. Songyang cares about you." An Ding looked up at him, but from his angle, he could only see his side face, "Are you really not going to see him?" After all, it is mutual support Hundreds of years of people.

"No." Tuozhen lowered his eyes, with a calm expression, and rejected the proposal again without hesitation.

"..." Could it be that this guy is making trouble →_→

"Do you remember, An Ding."

"Ok?"

"You once said that a samurai who has lost his reason to hold a sword will be of no use even if he is brought back to life, right?"

"Hmm..." An Ding was a little confused, so he nodded. He remembered that this was what he said when Takuma asked him "If there is a chance to revive Okita-kun, would you do it?"But why did Takuma suddenly bring up this question?

In the next second, Tuozhen answered this question for him.

"So Xu... No, that guy Songyang, don't worry about it. He's already dead, and there's no reason for him to hold a knife now."

"Huh? But obviously there is still FOM, isn't it? And the current 'god' will also revive Mr. Songyang and the others..." An Ding was a little puzzled.

"No, he can't live anymore."

Tuozhen looked at his right hand. He had fought against Songyang before he passed the examination of the God Judge.Because he was too excited, he directly stabbed Songyang's chest with his hand, but he found out right away that it was empty.

In that sparring session, Songyang's torn off arm quickly recovered.At that time, he still felt strange, but now that Song Yang is also an Altana variant, it is easy to explain, but why does he have no heart?

This is very unusual for the Altana mutation.Under the influence of Altana, it is impossible for mutants to shave their heads, let alone lose the heart, which is a very important organ for humans.

Other than that... that guy doesn't care about FOM wars.

"For me, I care about my few students..."

"I don't want to kill anymore."

Although I don't know how he did it, the lack of a heart is enough to show that he is dead, and this guy has no reason to hold a knife at all.

Songyang... No, Xu is already a dead person to him.

So why should he disturb his long sleep...

Tuozhen took another puff of cigarette, then slowly spit it out, and said to An Ding who was still in a daze: "Don't worry about that guy's affairs anymore, and I'm not interested in that FOM thing, what do they like? That's all." Fighting this battle for them is considered a favor—whether it's providing them with a space-time converter to go home later, or sending An Ding to him.

"...Okay." Now that Tuozhen has said so...

Even though this topic was over, An Ding brought up another matter.

"Tomorrow, let's draw out the range of Honmaru."

"……it is good."

"If Honmaru is too big, it will be very distressing for me to be the only one in charge." An Ding said complainingly, "You and Xiuzhen can't be counted on at all. Is it possible that I do all the housework? It's very tiring. Why!"

Tuozhen was smoking his pipe by the window, and said without any objection: "Let it be arranged by you, okay?"

An Ding patted Tuozhen's back, glared at him and said, "Take responsibility for me, the upcoming God Judge!"

"Yes--Mr. An Ding Butler."

"...What the hell is it called..." An Ding muttered dissatisfiedly.

In fact, Takuma probably also knows the idea of ​​stability.

This guy is nothing more than trying to use countless fetters to create a cage for him to stay in peace without worrying about losing control, just like his father.

But this idiot, didn't he say...

"As long as An Ting stays by my side, I feel very at ease."

Are you so insecure about yourself?

The wind grew stronger at night.

Tuozhen turned his head and looked at An Ding who had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder. He silently used his spiritual power to prop up the barrier, enclosing their area, and blocking the wind and insects' noises behind the barrier. outside.

The whole world was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.