[Comprehensive] Shikigami and sword teasing master daily life

"Mother-in-law, I still want to listen to the story." A group of young children surrounded the gray-haired woman. They leaned or lay down, trying to get closer to the kind-faced woman.

"What do you want to hear today?" The old woman straightened a girl's skirt and raised her head to ask.

"Listen to beat the bad guys!"

"No, I want to hear the story of the big monster."

"I don't want to listen to the old-fashioned big monster's story, I want to listen to the story of Fusangshen."

The voices of the children kept coming and going, and it seemed that no one could convince anyone.

And the old woman sat quietly by the side, with a gentle smile on her face, looking at the group of children, a few traces of pity flashed silently in her eyes.

This unnecessary quarrel lasted for a long time, and the old lady did not stop her. As she grew older, her voice was not as loud as before. After seeing the old man for the first time, I felt that she was gentle.

"It's getting late, everyone should go back." The old woman covered her lips and smiled. Although her age has passed, she can still see the beauty of her youth from her eyebrows and eyes.

"Huh? I don't want to go home."

"Mother-in-law, can I stay at your house today?" A girl said coquettishly, grabbing the skirt of the old woman.

"Hey, what are you talking about, my mother-in-law's son will come from another village today." The boy hurriedly pulled the girl over and whispered in her ear.

The old woman didn't deny it either, she patted the girl's head lightly and said, "Did you have a conflict with Mieko's mother?"

The girl nodded. Being exposed made her a little unhappy, and her eyes shifted to other places.

The old woman waved her hand, and the children present left knowingly, only the boy stood not far away waiting for the girl.

"Communicate with her, maybe the matter will be resolved." The old woman took out a candy from her bosom and handed it to the girl, softly said, "Mieko brought you up by herself, so her temper will inevitably become stronger, maybe She's really hurting at this moment, but she doesn't want you to see it."

The girl took the candy and listened to the old woman's words in her heart.Before leaving, she buried her head in the woman's arms and said aggrievedly, "It would be nice if my mother was a mother-in-law."

The old woman's hand stroking the girl's back paused, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she was talking to herself, "Yes, if I have..."

Halfway through the words, the old woman stopped, looked up at the slightly red sky, and said to the girl: "Go back quickly, Taiyi is waiting for you there."

The girl thanked the old woman, turned and ran away.

The woman sitting on the corridor had poor legs and feet. She reached out to pick up the crutch that was put aside, stood up tremblingly, and walked slowly into the house.

The old woman's silver-white hair was neatly combed behind her head, and she was simply decorated with a flat hairpin engraved with the shape of a crescent moon.Compared with other women in the village, the woman's dark gray kimono was starched without a trace of stain.There is elegance in every gesture, and most of the villagers have never seen the world, but they think that nobles are generally like old women.

Next to the old woman is a family of three. The head of the family and his son go out early and return late to hunt for a living, while the woman does housework at home.Sometimes when men and sons spend the night out for hunting, women always bring some food to the old woman's house and then go back, so as to pass the boring night.

The old woman touched her belly as she walked. The pain in her body made her look up at the sky. There were a few dark clouds in the clear blue sky. It seemed that it was going to rain soon.

"Grandma, I made some stew today, if you haven't prepared dinner, come and eat with me."

Before the old woman stepped into the house, she heard the voice of a woman outside the fence.

She shook her head and said apologetically, "Sorry, today he..."

Before the old woman finished speaking, the woman understood, she smiled, and said: "Ah, I accidentally forgot what day it is, so the mother-in-law will go to work first, and just call me when you need my help. "

The old woman nodded, nodded slightly, turned and entered the house.

Looking at the back of the old man, the woman murmured: "What an elegant lady, even the man who often comes to see her is..."

"I wish I had a daughter."

Since the old lady moved here a year ago, the village where no newcomers have lived for a long time is full of curiosity about the old lady.But the old man went deep and kept quiet, and most of the time, everyone couldn't see her, but after a while, some children interacted with the old woman. Gradually, the children in the village liked to play with the old woman.

Most of the children in the village are free-range. Parents who work outside see that the children are being taken care of, and they stop talking. Some fastidious families even brought things to thank the old lady.After returning, these people all praised this lady, from accommodation to food and clothing, from conversation to etiquette, some people guessed that the old lady was a servant of a noble family, and was given permission by the master when she was old.But it was passed on from ten to ten, and in the end, everyone thought that the old woman was a young lady from a noble family.

But these alone are not enough. What really makes these people think that the old woman is a nobleman is because of the man who comes to the village every weekend.

People living in the village, even those who wandered outside in their youth dare to say that they have never seen such a beautiful man.

Yes, it is beautiful.

A samurai-sama with the moon in his eyes.

And whenever this man came to the village, an old woman would often be seen walking side by side with the man in the village market. The two seemed to be very familiar with each other. Gradually, everyone guessed that this man was the old woman's son.No one asked the old woman, and everyone believed in their own guesses.

The old woman's hands trembled a little. The pain when she was young didn't just hurt her waist and abdomen. As she got older, various parts of her body were damaged to varying degrees.Tremblingly, she made a rice ball. When the old woman was about to wrap the rice ball with seaweed, the meridian in her palm suddenly ached, and the seaweed piece slipped from her hand.

Looking down at her palms, the old woman sighed.

The time, probably has come.

At night, without lighting the lamp, the old woman knelt and sat in front of the low table in the living room, on which were the rice balls she had prepared and the cold miso soup.The style of rice balls is a bit ugly, wrapped in seaweed and crooked.

A familiar sound of footsteps sounded outside, and the man took off his shoes and walked in. He looked at the house with no lights on, turned his eyes to the old woman kneeling in the middle, and said with a soft smile:

"Sorry, I'm late, Nathan."

Reaching out to light the candle, the dark yellow candle light shone on the faces of the two. The old woman had only a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes. Her appearance was even younger than that of the 20-year-old women in the village, but the time was still the same. mercilessly left its mark on her countenance.And the man standing at the door is like a god, young and handsome but a little out of reach.

"It doesn't matter." The old woman smiled slightly, and she said to the man, "The soup is getting cold, I'll go warm it up."

As he spoke, he propped up his body vigorously and wanted to stand up, but his palms were weak and he staggered.

The man had already rushed up, but it was a bit late, and the woman's body rubbed against his fingertips and fell to the ground hard.

"Nasheng!" The man helped the old woman up, but seeing the woman covering her mouth and giggling, he sighed helplessly and said, "Be careful next time."

Huddled in the man's arms, the gray-haired woman seemed to have returned to her youth, with a smile on her brows and eyes, and said softly: "It's okay, Sanriyue."

Sanriyue did not let go, hugged Nasheng quietly, and said, "I found a way to prolong your life."

Nasheng didn't respond, she leaned against Sankaiyue's arms, listening to the sound of the man's heart beating.

The evening wind gradually blew in from outside the house, Nasheng slowly held Sankayue's hand, and said softly, "Enough, Sankayue."

"I'm tired..."

Nasheng's voice was full of sadness. She hugged Sankaiyue and said, "Just let me go."

"..."

The man fell silent.

He gradually closed his arms, as if he wanted to engrave the woman in his arms, and said, "Is this your idea?"

Nasheng raised his hand, and the sleeves slipped off, revealing his slender wrists. There were a few streaks of black on his pale skin that seemed to gradually spread from the depths to his palms.

"It's time for me to go back to see Master Yan Mo in Hell." Nasheng smiled lightly, as if what he was talking about was not life and death. "If this drags on, I'm afraid I will become completely unrecognizable."

After listening to Nasheng's nagging, San Riyue just said, "Give me some time."

On the second day, the relationship between the two was still the same as usual, as if nothing happened.But Nasheng didn't drink another black potion, and Sankayue didn't urge him either.

This time, Sankaiyue, who usually only stays for a day before leaving, stayed here for a long time, while Nairi, who looked healthy on weekdays, gradually lost weight.

"Hair fell out again." Nasheng knelt in front of the mirror and combed her hair, while behind her, Sankaiyue looked at her tenderly.

"Even if you are bald, you are still my Nasheng." Sankayue talked to Nasheng in the bedroom without any shyness, and Nasheng blushed as always by Sankayue's boldness.

Neither of them mentioned what happened that night, but they both understood each other and spent the remaining time with a smile.

In the afternoon, Sankaiyue knelt and sat on the promenade. Nasheng was originally sitting and flipping through books, but gradually fell asleep leaning on Sankaiyue's shoulder.

After waking up, Sankaiyue naturally placed a kiss on Nasheng's mouth.

Without avoiding it, Nasheng smiled lightly and said, "I'm an old woman, Sanriyue, can you still talk about it?"

Sankaiyue lifted Nasheng's chin, kissed again, and said, "According to your age, you are still a little girl with me."

The man's words made Nasheng laugh. At this time, she has no strength. With the cessation of the medicine, the vitality that was suspended is also gradually passing away.

Leaning in the arms of Mikazuki, Nao looked up at the courtyard. This place was much simpler than the home he remembered when he was young and Lord Ootengu's mansion, but passing away in this peaceful village... Maybe it was her best It's home.

"Triple Moon..."

"kindness?"

"I seem to have to take a step first..." Nasheng leaned against Sankayue's arms, his voice intermittent.

Sanriyue was not surprised, as if he was already prepared, he stretched out his hand to bring the woman into his arms, and said softly, "I'm by your side."

There was a gentle smile on the corner of Nasheng's mouth, her black eyes gradually dimmed, and her eyesight had gradually declined during these days, but now, she basically couldn't see anything.

"It's a pity that I didn't get to be a mother." Nasheng put his hand on his belly.

"Aren't Imaiken and Awataguchi's short knives enough for you?" Mikazuki said while stroking Nao's hair.

"Yeah... I hope my departure won't make them too sad." Nao said with a smile, "Fortunately, when I left Honmaru, I entrusted Honmaru to Lord Chizuru. If I died suddenly, the trouble would be big."

Sankaiyue looked at the woman tenderly, but in his eyes was the sadness that Nasheng couldn't see.

Nasheng told the things one by one, as if explaining the funeral.

"Master Otengu is also angry with me now... After all, he chose to continue living in this world as a human being." Nao's eyes slowly closed, and his voice became weaker and weaker. Marrying someone you don’t know at your request, how terrible it would be.”

"It's terrible." Mikayue agreed with Nasheng.

"Life without Mikayue, how lonely it would be..." Nasheng's hand slipped gently from Mikayue's.

At the same time, she uttered her last words in this world:

"If there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you again."

"It's no longer... the relationship between the god judge and the sword man."

From the corner of Nasheng's eyes, a drop of tears fell, dripping into Sanriyue's blue sleeve, and soon disappeared.

night mountain.

The blond man sat on the branch, looked up at the sky, saw a falling star, silently took out the flute, and played the music of his lover's death.

Great rivers and mountains.

Ibaraki, who was assisting Shuten in dealing with the matters of the ghost clan, paused for a moment, put down the things in his hand, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going, Ibaraki?" Shuten stopped him.

Ibaraki's temper was much calmer than that day, he lowered his eyes and said: "My contract with her is broken."

Qianhe was holding a child with blue hair in her arms, and she was chatting and laughing with her husband beside her.Suddenly, Kohomaru, who belonged to Nao Honmaru, quickly ran over, his white-haired Fusangshen's scarlet eyes dimmed a little, and he said to Qianzuru: "Master Qianzuru, Ji Jun is gone."

"boom!"

The broken water glass broke the tranquility of Honmaru.

After many years.

In order to avoid the annoying suitors at the banquet, the girl in cumbersome kimono ran to the forest in the backyard of the palace.While running, he didn't pay attention to his feet, the clogs painted with black paint sank into the mud, and the girl staggered and fell to the ground.

In a hurry, she saw a hand suddenly appear in front of her.

The girl raised her eyes and looked at the owner of the hand.But the only thing that came into view was a crescent moon in the man's eyes.

"What's your name?" The girl is the emperor's great-granddaughter. She grew up in the court, but she has never seen the man in front of her.

"Mikazuki Zongjin." The man smiled and said his name.

"Strange name." The girl frowned and said, "It's like the name of a knife."

But without too much suspicion, the girl thought that in exchange, she should tell the man her name, but the man stopped her before she spoke.

"Ji Jun, if you tell me your name, you will be hidden." The man looked at the girl tenderly, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes that the girl couldn't understand.

The girl was a little impatient, she was a little different from her parents, she didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all.She put her hand on the man's hand, stood up, and said:

"Natsu, my name."

The author has something to say: ... I suffered from insomnia yesterday, I didn't sleep all night, and I started coding at [-] o'clock in the morning... I am simply poisonous

This is a side story that I have been thinking about for a long time. If Nasheng lives as a human in the end, it will be like this.

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Here is a supplement:

①Sankaiyue comes once a week, and at other times, he is looking for ways to prolong Nao's life all over the world

② Nao knew that he would die one day, so he entrusted the Honmaru to Chizuru

③Although Daitengu said he was angry, he had secretly visited Nao several times

④ Sankayue met Nao's reincarnation

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If I'm still alive, there will be an ending of Fanwai II·BE.