[Comprehensive] The male god looks super fierce

The black-haired boy was sitting by the window. The wind outside the window gently brushed away the fine hair on his forehead. Under the long eyelashes, the pair of blue eyes were as deep as the sea.

He sat very straight, his fair neck looked even more ambiguous under the cover of black hair.

Atobe Keigo's gaze was very shallow, seemingly inadvertently falling on Hanyu Kazuki's body, his blue eyes flickered, reminding him of the dark eyes of the young boy at that night, not the cold blue eyes at this time. .

He didn't explain anything to himself in the end, and the silver-gray boy knew that there were some things that the other party didn't want to mention, so it was best not to ask them.

When class was over, Keigo Atobe was sitting in the car on his way home. From the window, he could see the trees passing by on the street. It should have been normal, but after the darkening sky, the rain fell down.

It hit the car window, and the water droplets slowly slid down, with a hazy feeling, enveloping everything.

The boy with silver-gray hair propped his chin with one hand, and his blue eyes glanced lightly in front of him, just unintentionally. He didn't expect to see a familiar figure.

The black-haired boy held an umbrella and stood silently. The umbrella covered half of his face, and he could only see the slightly exposed contour of the beautiful bottom. His lips were slightly pursed, looking a little cold.

Surprisingly, standing opposite was a young girl in a plain white dress, holding a white umbrella, beautiful and beautiful, in sharp contrast to Hanyu Kae's black umbrella and cool temperament.

"...stop here for a while."

Atobe Keigo said this to the driver, and then gently rolled down the window, his eyes were deep, and the light shadow cast by his long eyelashes was like the hazy sky at this time.

For Hanyu Kazuo, it was extremely easy to detect the existence of Keigo Atobe.

The boy's blue eyes were lowered, and he looked at the boy with silver-gray hair in the car. There seemed to be some hidden thoughts on his fair and handsome cheeks. Finally, he hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something to Keigo Atobe At that moment, the girl in front stopped half a step away from Hanyu Kazuki.

She didn't notice the existence of Keigo Atobe.

"Jiaozi, today is Shimono's memorial day..."

It was only at this time that Keigo Atobe could really see the girl's face clearly. She had a beautiful face, and there was a hint of gloom in her amber eyes. She was standing with her umbrella open, and compared with Hanyu Kazuki's slender figure, she looked a little bit Weak and small.

"……I'll be there."

The black-haired boy said so, with deep blue eyes, he unconsciously grasped the handle of the umbrella tightly, with a bit of strength, but he stood taller and taller.

Atobe Keigo originally just stopped to ask Hanyu Kazuki if something happened, but now mixed with the sound of the pattering rain, the words he heard seemed to have exceeded the scope of what he should know.

At this time, the silver-gray boy realized why the girl holding the white umbrella looked so familiar. It was the only heroine in Hanyu Kazuki's rumored story, which was connected with a secret he couldn't solve.

And the other person who had a bond with the black-haired boy was no longer in this world.

He remembered that the name of the dead boy was Shimonokani.

It was the boy who died beside Hanyu Kazuki in the middle of the night...

Keigo Atobe looked in the direction of Kazuru Hanyu, and the black-haired boy also felt his gaze, and looked at him lightly.The boy with silver-gray hair tapped the tear mole under the corner of his eye, then looked away, slowly rolled up the car window, and left calmly.

Hanyu watched the car gradually disappear into the rain, and his blue eyes became clearer.

He was extremely grateful, the silver-gray-haired boy left without doing anything, caring and gentle, leaving him the few and last dignity for the wounds hidden deep in his heart that he didn't want to mention.

The girl with long chestnut hair didn't even notice Keigo Atobe's comings and goings, she just stood in front of Kazuki Hanyu, looking at him persistently.

"Ja, why don't you want to go see him with me, every time you are alone..."

She didn't understand and was confused.

If it wasn't for her understanding of Hanyu Kare's nature, in such a strange death, others would definitely point the murderer's arrow at the black-haired boy immediately.

Now Hanyu Kazuo's strange behavior made her feel a little uneasy and began to make random guesses.

"Are you... afraid, or are you running away from something?"

The girl paused for a moment, feeling that her throat was dry when she spoke, and every word she uttered was hoarse and painful.

"...I can't go face him with you."

The black-haired boy spoke with a deep voice.

He wanted to tell the truth to the girl many times, many times, but...even if he understood, so what, the fact that he killed Xiaye would not change just because he was understood...

Hanyu Kazuki's hand hanging on the side trembled a little unconsciously, and the surrounding rain was falling slowly. This kind of unhurried and calm feeling really made people feel depressing.

"Nagasawa, next time, don't come to me...I will go by myself."

It is not incomprehensible for the girl to want to bring the three of them together in such a form, such a way of reminiscing Hanyu Kazuki, but...

He couldn't pretend that he didn't do anything, and went to face Shimoya with Nagasawa Yuki.

Only when he is alone can he confide in his heart.

"...Okay then, Mustard. Can you tell me what killed Kamo that day?"

"Except for his body and you lying unconscious in a pool of blood, there is nothing left at the scene..."

Shimoya was not so much killed by someone as he was torn and bitten by some monster... Cruel and merciless.

The chestnut-haired girl knew Kazuki Hanyu too well, and the boy would never hide himself, let alone lie.Either keep silent and don't answer, or tell the truth, so just by looking at the reaction, you can know Hanyu Kazuki's thoughts.

Pure and almost blank paper.

Sure enough, the black-haired boy subconsciously pursed his lips and stroked the handle of the umbrella silently. Under the long eyelashes, the blue eyes were deep and deep. He didn't say anything, and he was extremely silent.

"...You really know."

Nagasawa paused for a moment, then said in a low voice.The originally clear voice was suppressed at this time, appearing a little dark and cold.

"... Nagasawa, I'm sorry."

I don't want you to know that such a filthy and embarrassing world, encountering demons on the other side, and after dusk, should not be the existence you step into.

The girl didn't say anything more, turned around and left holding an umbrella.

In the dense rain, the girl with long chestnut hair slowly dissipated like a misty cloud of smoke.

……

"That little girl will come to you every year since she left Shimono."

The dark blue-haired god watched Nagasawa Yuki's leaving figure dissipate, then jumped down from the shaded verdant trees, and patted the mud-stained clothes.

"Although I have wronged you a bit, you are doing the right thing."

"People who don't belong to the other shore, once they come into contact with the affairs of the other shore, it is equivalent to stepping half a foot into the world of darkness, and if they are not careful, they will..."

Yato's voice was low, his blue eyes were so gloomy, he stared straight at Hanyu Kae, paused, and then continued.

"Forever."

The rain wet the god's hair, and the water droplets dripping from the ends of the hair fell on the fair and handsome cheeks, and slowly slid to the ground along the contours of the face.

When he said this, his eyes were also cold, as if he had experienced it in real life, which was a little scary.

Looking at the dark blue-haired god, Hanyu Kazuo suddenly felt that the original heavy and depressed mood, as well as the pressure brought about by the decision to conceal it, seemed to be unimportant at this moment.

At least, there are still people who can understand him and know his concerns.

The black-haired boy had soft eyes, walked over and tilted the black umbrella to the side of the drenched god, covering most of the wind and rain for him.

"Yato, come here a little bit, you're already wet."

The young god who was still seriously talking about some heavy topics, was stunned for a moment after hearing Hanyu Kazuki's words, and raised his eyes to look at the young boy's expressionless cheeks, but the warm and soft eyes that were not concealed Eyes, heart palpitations.

"...you'd better worry about yourself."

The young god with dark blue hair said so, but took a step forward, so that all the wind and rain were covered at once.

"Really, if you live longer than me, you have to suffer like this..."

Yato, who muttered something so casually, paused for a moment, his blue eyes darkened, as if thinking of something, he raised his eyes and glanced at Hanyu Kae.

"...Maybe, you really outlived me."

An existence like him at the end of 800 million gods has no believers and no shrines. It is forgotten at an astonishing speed. Once it is not needed or believed by people, it will be forgotten forever.

Then when the time comes...he will really completely disappear from this world.

Hanyu Kazuo felt Yato's depressed mood, so he could naturally hear his whispers at such a close distance.

He clenched the hand holding the umbrella a little, and his eyes fell on Yato.

"No, the half-devil's memory...is very good."

Whether happy or sad, he can remember clearly.

This is also the first time he is so grateful that he is a half-devil, because he knows that before the fusion, his impression of Yato will be completely forgotten after more than half an hour.

Now think about it, being able to exist between light and darkness, although being rejected by the two worlds, but...

To be able to remember Yato, really...

Great.