[Comprehensive] Gouzi is dedicated to righteousness today

"I'm Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen... whom do you want to take revenge on?"

After the contract was successful, the little blue hair who once wanted to assassinate Ootengu spoke his own sign language in a serious manner.

Big Tengu: "Ah."? ? ?

But the expression on your face clearly wants to kill me.

He said touching words, but his expression didn't match.

Xiao Ye, whose acting skills are still young: "..." Stare.

stare.stare.stare.

Big Tengu couldn't stand it anymore, and decided to move on to the next job.

Come on, knife!

Let's make a contract! Conquer the world!

"Yamato keeps the peace."

"California Clear Light."

Then with one voice: "Come on."

A prologue as if about to start a war.

Since ancient times, one blue and one red have produced cp.

The expression is so mournful.

The above is Ootengu's first impression of California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou'an.

So sad.

Tell the truth.

……

Between the big tengu and the small night left text contract.

California Qingguang lowered his eyes, biting his nails one by one.

There was no bright red nail polish on it, only mottled and scattered traces of paint, and now he was flicking it like this, and it scattered a lot.

"California, hello, California." Yamato Moranda waved his hand in front of his eyes, but there was no response as expected.

California Qingguang seemed to be in a trance, as if he hadn't heard anything about the outside world.

Yamato Mamoru Anding scratched his hair, and in the end he had no choice but to pat California Kiyomitsu on the shoulder, shaking it back and forth a few times.

"Wake up, California." Why is it at this time...

Yamato Shou Anding didn't want to say those two words. California Kiyomitsu is fine, he's not sick, that's right.

It's his fault.

It was his fault that he wasn't there when Qingguang, California, suffered such fear and despair alone.

California Qingguang has a small bony horn growing on his forehead. It is very small and is usually covered with hair so that it is not obvious.

In the body that is tightly wrapped in the combat uniform, many places have begun to become skeletal.

Except for Yamato Shou'an, no one else knew about this matter.Although everyone saw the alienated horns growing on California Qingguang's forehead, they only thought it was a slight fall, and his original heart was not lost.

The truly hopeless ones who have fallen into the dark have long been locked in the depths of the pill.

They are no longer the former companions, but irrational, murderous knives.

But Qingguang, California, has already stepped into the abyss step by step.

Everyone has light, only they perish in darkness.

California Qingguang now has less and less waking time every day. When he falls into unconsciousness, he will only peel off his nail polish with his fingers, and he will not do any hacking and killing actions, so that people will not notice the abnormality.

Honmaru is inseparable from him, and only Yamato Shou'an is the only one who can't speak, but also helps California Qingguang to cover up his abnormality.

Yamato Shou Anding grabbed his hand to re-dye him every night, and then the next day, it was slowly deducted by the unconscious California Qingguang.

After breaking the nails that Yamato Mori had worked so hard to fix, the sober California Kiyomitsu was always blaming himself, but he actually wanted to confess to everyone.

I'm hopeless, lock me up.

I don't want to hurt everyone.

But Yamato Morita disagreed.

After so many masters, he has only learned a little.

That is selfishness.

California Qingguang is his important person, he can't bear it, and he can't imagine such a person, locked in the depths by cold chains, slowly turning into a monster.

[Don't worry, if one day you really can't control yourself, I will lock you up with my own hands. 】

……how is this possible.

Lock him up there alone.

I'll be with you, even if you don't recognize me, even if you swing a sword at me.

The person who hurt you, no matter who it is, I will let his head fall to the ground.

So, don't do things that make me sad, Kiyoko.

Being looked at by such eyes, no matter who it is, they can't bear to say anything to refute, and the two of them made an agreement just like that.

【If I swing a sword at you, Yamato Mori, don't be softhearted and kill me. 】

Our mood is the same.

Even if you die, you don't want your opponent to be harmed.

【Is it done? 】If I become an ugly monster, if I swing a knife at you.

[Well, it's done. 】Will never leave you alone.

# don't listen don't listen I don't listen. #

What really shocked Yamato Moran was that the speed of California's clear light and darkness was getting faster and faster, and even a thin bone spur slowly grew on his cheek.

Even if two people are talking, that person will suddenly lose their sense of autonomy.

Yamato Mamoru kept this secret, and every time there was a little growth on Kami Kiyomitsu's cheek, he would grind it down little by little.

Everything was done in the unconscious state of California Qingguang, and he didn't even know it.

Swinging a knife has already been done.

It was about midnight that day, and Yamato Shouanding had the habit of getting up in the middle of the night to check the situation of Qingguang in California. He touched the side as usual, but found nothing.

Yamato Shou'an gave a jolt, and suddenly became sober.

[California? 】He groped back and forth, picked up the saber beside the bed, and lit the candle again.

The warm light of the fire suddenly illuminated the whole room, and Yamato Moran saw California Qingguang in the corner.

He was wearing pajamas, holding his own body knife in his hand.Standing there quietly, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Yamato Shou'an suppressed the fear in his heart and approached the person in the corner.

[California, what's wrong? 】Usually at this time you are sleeping obediently, aren't you?

California Qingguang moved, and slowly turned around.

Those bone spurs seemed to have been injected with a growth agent, not only on the face, but also on the ankles and the back of the hands. The bone spur on the forehead even grew by six or seven centimeters.

California Qingguang's red eyes were dull and lifeless.

Yamato Moranda tightened his grip on the knife in his hand.

At that moment, he felt that he seemed to be so far away from California Qingguang, no matter how much he reached out to touch him, he couldn't catch his sleeve.

【stable. 】The corner of his mouth twitched, and he spit out the name of Yamato Shou Anding word by word.

He didn't call him that, never.

He just called him Yamato Mori.

Yamato Morita drew his sword.

The one in front of him is not him.

Seeing him draw his knife, California Qingguang tilted his head.

[Why draw the knife?stable. 】He stretched out his hand, pointing to Dahe Shou'an, and then to himself.

【Are you going to kill me?stable. ] In just a split second, California Qingguang drew out his knife and slashed at Yamato Shou'an without hesitation.

It was as if standing in front of him was a sworn enemy.

Yamato Mamoru Anding blocked the blow, and when Kami Kiyomitsu said the phrase "Are you going to kill me", his body trembled violently.

【An Ding, are you going to kill me? 】The sword above was getting closer and closer to him, California Qingguang opened his eyes and asked in a puzzled manner.

Yamato Mamoru was trembling even with the tip of his knife.

[No, no, California. 】Even if I kill myself, I will not hurt you.

As soon as he hesitated, Kai Qingguang's knife pulled away his strength, and with a backhand knife, he cut Yamato Shou'an's face.

Blood oozes from the edge of the wound, and because Yamato Shou'an is always unable to slash, he is forced to the ground step by step by California Qingguang, and the sword eye hanging above the heart is about to fall.

At this moment, he lost the will to resist.

It's not bad to be killed by California just like that.

Piercing down with the piercing blade, Yamato Shou Anding let go of his body, closed his eyes, and waited for the ensuing pain.

Let it go, that's all.

Unimaginable pain, the falling sword pierced the floor beside the ear, making the ear feel cold for a while.

Something cold and wet fell on his face, Yamato Shou'an opened his eyes, and the person above seemed to be puzzled as to why he didn't stab it. He touched his face and tilted his head dully.

【An Ding, are you going to kill me? 】After saying this, he seemed to lose his strength all of a sudden, the blade of the sword stood on the floor, and California Kiyomitsu fell to Yamato Shou'an, losing consciousness.

Yamato Shou Anding slowly sat up, holding the person in his arms, lost in thought.

【No, Qingguang. 】

I will protect you, no one can take my life except you.

The author has something to say: Little Feather flatters me, it’s just a hug! Hehehe!

Thank you Eslan little angel for the liquid~

In fact, the progress... how should I put it, most of it is just memories, I think the progress of the plot is... not bad.

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