Let's make a debut! God judge [Comprehensive]

Candlestick Cut Guangzhong held the sword of the main body in front of his body, looking vigilant.

Even if this person helped Sakura Yuzuki resist the attack of the time-traveling army just now, it cannot be judged whether this person is good or bad; at least judging from the force shown just now, this person is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

In this way, the strange scene of one person, one god, one sword confrontation appeared.

"Are you okay?" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong asked her in a low voice.

"Well... I'm fine." She replied subconsciously, but her eyes were still only looking at the knife-wielding boy who beheaded the time-traveling army just now.

The god with blue eyes put away the bandaged long sword without sheath, and after the long sword without sheath turned into a blond boy in the golden light, he showed a quite bright smile.

"Shenghui five yuan!"

The god stretched out five fingers towards them, and the blond boy beside him couldn't bear to look at the overly bright smile on his face, and turned his face away in disgust.

Sakura Yuzuki and Candekiri Mitsutada were stunned at the same time, neither of them expected this strange development.A few seconds later, Sakura Yuzuki was the first to laugh.

She took out a five-yuan coin from her pocket, but Yato rejected it before handing it out: "Forget it, haven't I already collected your commission fee? ——Of course, as a believer, If you want to offer me an offering, of course I will accept it." The smile on the god's face was even flattering.

Sakura Yuzuki blinked, "Does the original five yen still count?"

Yato gave her a strange look: "Of course forget it."

He is a god, as long as someone remembers him, then he is an eternal existence.Immortal, immortal, and immortal, no matter how vicissitudes of time pass by, he can still remember all the passers-by. As long as there is a predestined person—as long as he is remembered, this predestined relationship will never die.

……

The day after the funeral.

The mourning hall was very empty, only a small and weak figure, Yuzuki Sakura, who obviously looked so thin, would never shirk for such a thing with various reasons.

Sakura Yuzuki quietly knelt on the soft cushion, but if you looked closely, you could see that she was shaking.

Her body was trembling uncontrollably, all kinds of monsters and ghosts in her field of vision were full of strange shapes and ghosts, all of them bared their teeth and danced freely in the mourning hall, without any fear of a little ghost like her.

When the scary-looking monster approached her, and the insect-like hair on her body almost touched the skin of her face, the still young Sakura Yuzuki finally couldn't resist the panic in her heart, and ran out of the mourning hall in a panic.

It was sunset time.

At the time of the devil.

A giant wandering monster appeared on the weird orange-red sky. She couldn't control her emotions, and burst out with her spiritual power uncontrollably, making all the monsters wandering nearby notice such delicious food.

Help, someone... help me?

The whistling wind poured into his mouth, Sakura Yuzuki only knew to run and couldn't stop.

She had never felt this kind of feeling that death was approaching. In the mourning hall, she could only smell the smell of decay and musty air. The sudden death of her parents was like a perennial nightmare, and she was stuck in the dream.

The petite little girl was forced into a dark and gloomy corner, and the monster's coveted saliva dripped on the ground, corroding the concrete floor into a large uneven pit.

Be it God, or anything else... Help me, save me!

She wanted to scream, but was shaking so stiffly that no sound could come out of her throat.

"As long as you have five yuan, you can do anything." The blue-eyed god squatted on the wall, lowered his head and smiled at her, "I am the god, Yato."

"...Okay." She heard her voice trembling, "...please, please help me..."

If it is really a god, can you save me from this endless nightmare?

The man in sportswear who didn't look like a god at all but called himself a god held the five-yen coin she tossed, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.The moment he spoke, Sakura Yuzuki suddenly felt at ease.

"I did hear your wish."

"You are a destined person."

……

"—Wow!" Yato put down the empty bowl, "Come back to life!"

"...It's so embarrassing for you." The artifact Yukine silently ate sushi one by one, looking like she didn't really want to pay attention to Yato.

I haven't seen him for eight years. This person hasn't changed at all. Is he really a god?Sakura Yuzuki thought silently.Sitting on the tatami mat, she carefully looked at Yato—the tattered scarf, the same tracksuit and boots as before...it really hasn't changed at all.

"Speaking of which, what is that thing?" Yato put his hands on his cheeks, and turned his gaze to Sakura Yuzuki, "And those fusangshen..."

"God judge, have you heard of it?"

"Listen to the oracle, distinguish its authenticity, and follow the revelation." Yato laughed, "The so-called god judge is actually a person similar to a shrine maiden." Of course he knows the meaning of the god judge, but even if With such a name, the god judge is actually a person with spiritual power like a witch, so how can these people have the ability to "judge" a god like him?

Sakura Yuzuki thought about what Honosuke told her back then, and then briefly recounted it to Yato: "People with spiritual power are selected by the Government of Time to become god judges from various time and space. Token Fusangshin, born in the sword, fights the historical revisionists who are trying to change history." She added, "The thing yesterday is the time-traveling army."

"Born from a sword, is it very similar to me?" The boy's slightly red eyes sparkled with curiosity.

In the next second, Xueyin was slapped on the head by Yeto, "Are you stupid? One is a spirit and the other is a divine weapon. They are completely different, right?"

Indeed, although the Sword Fusangshen has the title of "God", it is actually just a spirit born from the precipitation of time in the utensils. It does not have a godhead, and naturally it does not have a place among the 800 million gods—— Although Yato has no place.

"However, those fusangshen have a contract with you, right? That way you don't have to worry about them hurting you..." Yato pondered, "Real name. Did you tell them?"

"As for me, I'm still an idol after all, and although my stage name isn't my real name, it's not something very secret." Sakura Yuzuki said, "I've already told them my real name."

Yato scratched his hair, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "The name is the shortest curse, you... I only charge you five yuan, so I haven't seen you for a few years, isn't it too much trouble?"

"Because I believe what Yato said to me back then. You promised to protect me, didn't you?" Sakura Yuzuki showed a rather pure smile on his face, without a trace of calculating smile, "You can also pay the commission fee of five yen. It’s already taken.”——so it’s too late to repent.

Xueyin couldn't intervene in the conversation between these two people at all: "Did you know each other a long time ago?" He couldn't remember the memory of his life, but he still had a little impression of this idol—Yato, the poor ghost Ming actually knows such a person?

Sakura Yuzuki's popularity is really very high, it seems that there is a shadow of her in every corner of Japan.

"That's right." Sakura Yuzuki pursed her lips, her eyes were full of unpretentious joy, "Yato saved me eight years ago. If it wasn't for Yato, I might not be where I am today. gone."

Yato snorted and laughed: "Of course, my Yato Omnibus is super-super-powerful." One day, his followers will spread all over Japan, and there will be more shrines enshrining him than Sugawara Michizane. , Since then, he has reached the pinnacle of divine life—— Xueyin said with a blank expression, "This guy has started dreaming again, you can ignore it."

"Pfft, I know, I know." Sakura Yuzuki pressed her lips and couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, it's still the same.Even if we still feel a little unfamiliar when we meet again, but just a few short conversations, this god will reveal the most essential and most familiar side to her.

At this moment, Yato glanced at the girl who was smiling happily.

"I thought that ordinary humans like you don't remember me much anymore."

Gods like him and artifacts like Xueyin are the types that are easily overlooked.Their presence will soon fade from the memory of ordinary humans.As long as I haven't seen him for a few days, this memory will gradually become blurred... After a short time, the memory about him will be completely forgotten, and no one will remember him anymore.

So Yato didn't expect that it has been nearly eight years since he saw each other again, but Sakura Yuzuki still remembers him.

The memory about him is also very clear, as if it happened just yesterday.

But that has already passed eight years.

Sakura Yuzuki restrained the smile on her face, she raised her eyes and stared seriously at Yato's blue pupils.There are thousands of stars in the girl's honey-like eyes, and Yato can clearly see his face in the star-gathered eyes.

"Won't forget."

At that moment, only this god heard her wish, and cut open the nightmare that trapped her with a knife—the world in her eyes became clear at that moment.How could the person who saved her world when she was the weakest and most helpless forget?

"So even in eight years, 18 years, 80 years, when my life stops, I will remember it."

"Yato, I will never forget you."

Oops...why does this sound like a love story?Xueyin was stunned.

The girl laughed, and the warm orange light gave her a faint soft light.

Yato was silent for a moment, but after a moment he returned to his previous cheerful tone.

"Then from today on, how about I make you the priest of my Yato God?"

—Wake up, where did you come from the shrine?Yukine endured and endured, and decided not to continue lowering Yato's image in front of girl idols.