The whole world wants to keep me in captivity [Comprehensive]

The wind in the sky is very clear.

After experiencing a great war, the entire Tokyo gradually recovered from its initial slump, and the wind in the air exudes a kind of freshness that washes away the dust...

It was as if out of despair, a new life was born.

The crow-feather-haired boy showed a lazy expression on his face. He was wearing the red and black hunting suit, and rubbed his fingers against his lips.

Even though Karasuma's face still had the youthful innocence of a teenager, his movements could be said to have a familiar color.

He put his eyes on the young man who was still in a daze opposite, with a slightly playful expression.

"What are you looking at? The father is sitting opposite you, and you still don't look at the father."

"What caught your attention... the God-inspector?"

Qiao Ran turned his head when he heard what Xiao Karasuma said.

His memory can't help but slightly retract.

In the disaster more than ten days ago, at the end, Qiao Ran couldn't remember how he won the victory.

The swords and swords that had been contracted hugged Qiao Ran for the last farewell in the conscious world, and those gentle breaths still lingered on the fingertips... and Qiao Ran knew that it was impossible to recover what was gone.

An almost empty grief made him dissipate all the original swords that had lost their wisdom...

Then,

A huge spiritual pressure covered the sky over Tokyo, and his consciousness fell into chaos...

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"Still thinking about them?"

Karasuma saw something from Qiao Ran's expression.

In fact, he can understand human emotions quite well, especially Qiao Ran, who he cares about more, so he probably can also see that there is still unhealed sadness in the heart of this god judge.

Karasuma said softly, "Everything is over."

He reached out and stroked the hair on the back of Qiao Ran's head as if to comfort him.

Qiao Ran's hair on the back was thick and soft, and Karasuma couldn't help rubbing it harder.

"The past is gone...Little guy, you should also look to the future."

The Government of Time is currently being rebuilt. Regarding the crisis that erupted this time, the people in charge of the Ministry of Spirit and the Ministry of God have realized that the curse they planted has always existed, threatening everyone like a latent virus. .

Even because of the establishment of order, all of this was slowly wiped out...

However, smoothing is just a self-deceiving disguise. In fact, harm has always existed.

Little Karasuma also learned some lessons from this incident.

He realized that the previous high-ranking and overly indifferent attitude towards sword experiments was indeed not advisable.

After this incident, he is also working hard to make up for it all...

However, this matter is not within the scope of Qiao Ran's concern.

"Looking to the future?"

Qiao Ran sighed, her expression still a bit gloomy, "I've been trying to do this all the time."

When he first met Hotaru and the others, he couldn't break free from the haze of the past, and couldn't forget the death of his parents;

And now, everything has changed.

Those swords died to save him, and he fell into guilt towards them...

Qiao Ran is like holding one end of a rope, and others are holding the other end. He is always a beat behind others, and this beat is often a miss, and often a farewell.

Qiao Ran stood up, and he saw Fu Sangshen smiling at him from the other side. Although he existed in this world in the state of a spirit body, he still maintained a calm state of mind.

That faint smile slowly evoked from the corners of Sanri Yuezong's lips, making those eyes with moon rings extraordinarily charming.

"God judge."

He saw Sanri Yue Zongjin's lips slightly open and close, calling him softly.

Karasuma saw Mikami Tsukimune not far away, and her smile subsided slightly.

"I heard...you are going to the real world?"

"Probably so."

Qiao Ran turned her head and said, "Sanriyue Palace...it seems like you want me to go and relax?"

The eyes of the ancestor of the sword are a bit complicated, although Karasuma also has an urge to accompany Qiao Ran to relax - after all, in human terms, at this time... But he took the opportunity to enter【? ] The best chance...

However, he knew that at this point in time, as the spiritual leader of Fusangshen, it would be very unwise to leave the Government of Time.

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and a slight jealousy surged in his heart.

Xiao Karasuma smiled, and pinched Qiao Ran's face all of a sudden!

"Remember to come back quickly... There is nothing much to carry..."

"Don't forget, little guy, you are already a member of the Government of Time."

Qiao Ran: ...

While talking, Karasuma was ravaging the flesh on both sides of Qiao Ran's face with both hands.

During this period of time, Qiao Ran lost a lot of weight, and there wasn't much flesh on both sides. Karasuma just pressed lightly, and the flesh on both sides of his cheeks was immediately rubbed together by Karasuma.

"...It hurts... Karasuma-sama."

Qiao Ran stretched out his hand blackly, trying to grab Karasuma's clutches.

Then, Karasuma let go of her hand abruptly.

His brows and eyes suddenly became serious.

A light kiss landed on the tip of Qiao Ran's nose.

"Go early and come back early, Ran Ran."

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Sanri Yuezong took Qiao Ran to many places.

They have already bound an existence that is somewhat similar to the contract. Therefore, Sanri Yuezong is close, and he can also meet Qiao Ran without any mistakes.

"Thank you, Sanriyuedian, I am very happy."

Qiao Ran bent his lips towards Sanri Yuezong, his hair was blown back by the wind.

The way he smiled looked very good-looking in this floating high-altitude.

3 Sanriyue Zongjin also smiled at Qiao Ran, he let his wide outer body wrap the young man, so as not to let the young man be hurt by the wind.

"Hahaha, as long as you feel happy, I think you are a little tired after being bored in the Government of Time these days, you still need to relax to make me feel at ease."

As Sanri Yuezong spoke, he reached out and stroked Qiao Ran's hair.

He pinched Qiao Ran's cheek again. He would never forget that little Karasuma's action just now was to tease Qiao Ran on the surface, but in fact there was another purpose to provoke himself.

"There used to be a person who carried me to his place like this before, in order for me to meet the cherry blossoms from my hometown."

Qiao Ran lowered his head slightly, the memories brought to him by the swords and Yeto in the past were constantly rolling in his mind.

These memories will not be wiped out completely because of the long time, but they are more vivid in the sky above [-] meters.

Sanri Yue Zongjin slowly loosened the hand around Qiao Ran's waist.

He looked at Qiao Ran seriously, and said, "If you can't let go, if you want to get him back, I'd like to accompany you to take a look."

Qiao Ran looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin's gentle face.

"Hahaha, don't look at me like that. After all, as one of the five swords in the world, I can also search for the trace of that disaster god..."

As Sanri Yue Zongjin said, he stretched out his fingers to touch Qiao Ran's forehead, and found the figure of that person in Qiao Ran's long memory.

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"So... I'd better stop recognizing you as my master."

A beautiful woman in a kimono stretched out her sleeves to cover her lips in disgust.

She looked at Yato who was slumped in the middle of the road, her voice was a little impatient, and she didn't have the respect of being an accompaniment of a god at all.

"What do you mean?"

Yato sat up, his brows raised high.

"Hey, why are you talking to me like that? I am the God of Night Fighting, and you are my half weapon... Really."

The woman raised her eyebrows and unceremoniously listed the financial situation of her master.

"Ye Fighting God? My lord... First of all, you haven't enshrined your temple until now. You are not one of the eight hundred gods at all."

The voice became more and more excited as he spoke, and even stretched out his sleeves, pretending to wipe away the tears that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes, "You know, I'll be with you all day, every day is not a good life... It's really too painful, isn't it? Which god would have such a miserable life?"

"Although we were relatively poor in the past, food, clothing, housing and transportation could be solved anyway, but since we passed away on that day and came back destitute, we have been sleeping on the streets all the time now!"

"Which god would be so confused?!"

Seeing Yin Yin's approaching body, Yato stepped back step by step, scratched his hair, and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, it's my problem, so what do you think?"

"I want to... break, break, contract, contract with you!"

The voice stretched out his light white finger, pointing at Yato's eyes, as if holding a sword to force Yato.

"Huh? Cancel the contract?"

Ye Dou was stunned for a moment, "There's no need to be so serious... I will earn money well."

"I have not finished, my lord."

The smile on the corner of the voice's mouth was slightly murderous, which made people feel creepy, "The most important question is of course..."

"—Of course you have sweaty hands!"

"When holding me, it didn't take long for my hands to become greasy. It's really disgusting. Even a girl can't bear it!"

"You are not human, why ask so much?"

After hearing the voice's complaints, Yato knew that his sweaty hands were also a problem, so he could only mutter helplessly.

"Ok?"

The voice's expression became dangerous again.

"ok, ok, I got it."

Yato responded, and stretched out his hand, releasing all the contracts between them.

Under a few spells...

The soundtrack was free, rolled up his sleeves, and was satisfied to find that the restraints on his hands were no longer there.

"Then, see you no more, former master."

The woman in kimono waved to Yato, and the figure disappeared into the twilight immediately.

Yato lay down on the ground again.

His expression was no longer relaxed and out of tune like when he was talking to the voice assistant just now. At this moment, there was a deep feeling on his face.

The relationship between him and the soundtrack is just a purely superior-subordinate relationship.

"It seems that there is no fighting spirit, and even the artifact will not stay by my side..."

As Yeto thought about it, the handsome and cold look of that young boy appeared in his mind again, and he couldn't help pursing his lips tightly.

"Really...but I'm just a God of Misfortune. As a God of Misfortune, how can I affect the little ghost because of the aura of disaster that remains in me?"

"The kid's health is not good, what if it gets worse because of me?"

The contract between him and Qiao Ran has not ended, but is temporarily separated by means of Karasuma, which can minimize the influence of Yato on Qiao Ran, so Qiao Ran can't feel Yato, what is he doing now? where.

Yato stood up, intending to take a casual walk.

A desolate wretch...

His somewhat thin figure seemed to melt into the night.

Before he knew it, he walked to that shrine again.

This shrine is where he once kept a small box.

Yeto walked over, picked up the small box in the corner, and wiped it vigorously with his fingers.

He shook it and found that it was empty with nothing in it.

After Qiao Ran, no one else could see the box, as if it had been abandoned, it was left there quietly.

"Of course I miss you very much, but...Didn't I say it?"

Yato looked at the small box, looked at it, and tears fell down.

"—My existence... will kill you."