[Comprehensive] The male god looks super fierce

That night, not only was the black-haired boy eroded and stepped into the realm of the devil to become an existence between the other shores, but it was also the moment when he personally cut off the only fetter he had when he was a human being.

He held the artifact tightly, coldly reflecting the light of the blade, imprinted on his brows and eyes, as if suffocated and quiet under the deep sea.

Slowly dripping bright red blood drops along the edge of the blade, and finally fell from the tip of the blade, dripping into a pool of blood.

Hanyu Kazuki's lips were pale, and his big hand with well-defined joints was clearly holding the blade tightly, but it couldn't stop trembling. The artifact fell to the ground in a short while, and his hand was also covered with blood.

It didn't take long for the liquid to go from scalding and warm to icy cold and palpitations. It took only a short time, but he felt it very clearly.

Shimoya fell into a pool of blood, his cloudy eyes slowly regained clarity, he stared at the standing young man, and when he saw his trembling hands, he smiled silently as if he thought it was something funny .

The corners of the lips are raised, and the eyes are bright and clear.

"If, still, I can see the cherry blossoms again..."

The voice of the boy with light brown hair was weak, like a silk thread that might break at any moment.

Hanyu Kazuo squatted down and hugged him gently, her black hair grew to the ground without knowing when, like the cool moonlight on top of a cascading waterfall.

His cold face looked extremely pale against the black hair, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were deep.

"Cherry blossoms……"

He repeated Shimoya's wishes in a daze, and suddenly realized that it was summer night, and the cherry blossoms had all withered...

"Okay, okay! Let's go to see the cherry blossoms right away! I'll take you there!"

As if dazed, Hanyu Kazuo directly picked up the light brown-haired boy and ran to where Sakura was originally.

There are no cherry blossoms there, but the demon spirit of the cherry blossoms is still there, and the cherry blossoms are still there...

Ye Dou didn't stop him, watching silently the figure of the young man leaving with his best friend in his arms, and lowered his eyes to look at his own artifact that was soaked in bright red on the pool of blood, and there was a cold light on the blade.

……

"Sakura! Where are you?"

Hanyu Kazuki shouted like this, but completely forgot that except for Haruhi, the rest of the seasons are when Sakura is asleep.

A dormant monster cannot be awakened.

The light brown-haired boy was gently placed on the soft grass leaves under the cherry tree, watching the black-haired boy shouting and searching like crazy, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Fool……"

Hanyu Kazuo is the stupidest person he has ever met...

As he said this, his vision began to become blurred, engulfed by water vapor.

"Sorry, sorry, Gu, I, I can't find Sakura..."

"I didn't find her..."

He curled up on one side, his body trembling, as if if he couldn't find Sakura, it would be equivalent to doing something heinous.

The black-haired boy murmured, and helplessly ran over to hug Shimoya, tears flowed unknowingly, dripping on the cheeks of the light-brown-haired boy, moistening them.

"She's not here, she's asleep, she's asleep..."

Only then did he realize the fact that the boy, who had known this for a long time, cried even more fiercely. The tears kept flowing, but he restrained himself from sobbing.

"...That's why I said you are stupid..."

"I didn't think it was a luxury to see cherry blossoms before, but now I realize..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and his amber eyes dimmed.

"In a lifetime, the more times the flowers bloom, the longer the flowering period... Humans will not cherish it."

This is also the reason why he likes cherry blossoms, short and beautiful, and leaves hope for their waiting.

The flowering period is fleeting, and the waiting for the remaining time has become human's obsession with beauty.

And this time, he can't wait for the cherry blossoms to bloom again...

The young man slowly closed his eyes, this time, all the soft light was taken away.

At this time, in the depths of the cherry tree, the little girl who was sleeping soundly seemed to have sensed something, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her eyes were moist and slowly slid down.

What does human being mean to this world?

The uproar at birth and the silence at the end are ironic like a farce.

Hanyu Kazuo hugged the boy who had lost his breath, his blue eyes were slowly stained with ink, and the familiar human breath was also annihilated in this instant.

"...Why, it wasn't me who died?"

It was also eroded, but it was another person who died.

Hanyu Kazuki clenched his sleeves tightly, his eyes were deep and cold, his long hair was blown by the night wind, and he was very strange.

He hugged Shimoya, not knowing where to go, although the sky and the earth are so vast, but he was at a loss.

Sensing something, Hanyu Kazuo looked forward slightly.

In the hazy black mist, a silver-haired man gradually appeared.

His red eyes are strangely bright, in the dark night, it seems that everything is projected in his eyes, very clear.

The handsome face froze for a moment when she saw Hanyu Kabe, and then slowly raised the corners of her lips, smiling evilly and recklessly.

The man walked in the direction of Kazuki, raised his bony hand, and held a cup in his hand, which was larger than ordinary ones, and contained clear and mellow wine between the insides of the red glaze.

The bright moon is reflected on it, shaking beautifully, faintly, with the fragrance of cherry blossoms floating.

Flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are generally illusory.

Hanyu Kazuki's eyes were very cold, looking straight at him, under the moonlight, his figure was tall and lonely.

The handsome silver-haired monster paused for a moment before handing the cup to Hanyu Kazuki, then dazed, the wine also spilled a little because of such a stagnant movement.

"...Hey, it's too indifferent, newborn little guy."

The man said so with a gorgeous and deep voice.

He addressed the black-haired boy with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Hanyu Kazuo unconsciously clenched Shimonoya's hand a little when he heard what he called him, and then hurriedly relaxed his strength as if he was recovering from the pain of the young man in his arms.

The reason why he reacted so violently was that a casually accurate title in the mouth of the big silver-haired monster was enough to make him suffocate and uncomfortable.

The young man knew that in this dark night, he had become something like a half-demon.

The man called him like this, but it was obvious at a glance that he was just a newly fused, immature demon.

"...I am human."

"From beginning to end."

Hanyu Kazuki pursed her lips, the black mist in the originally black eyes slowly dissipated, and the clear and pure blue became clearly visible.

His long hair also began to change back to its original length, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The man slowly and gracefully withdrew the Yaoming wine that he originally wanted to drink with the young man. The cup was pressed against his thin lips, and he drank all of it into his throat with a slight lift of his wrist.

The long and narrow crimson eyes are as dazzling as jewels at night.

"Need me to take you home, little one?"

As he said this, he moved in front of Hanyu Kazuki in an instant, silently, like air.

If he hadn't spoken, the boy wouldn't have noticed it at all.

The thick black mist, like the water dripping into the ink, spread out very lightly, turning into wisps of smog to linger.

The breeze and the bright moon were all there, and in a trance, the black-haired boy smelled the light cherry blossoms on his body mixed with the fragrance of wine.

"When you first entered the night, you probably couldn't find your way back, right?"

The handsome silver-haired monster looked at the cold young man who was close in front of him, the corners of his lips curled up wantonly, and he looked into the confusion deep in his eyes at a glance.

Hanyu Kazuo didn't speak, he really didn't know where he should go.

The home is still there, but he can't go back.

The man squinted his eyes, and the faint blue flames around him lit up the originally gloomy darkness.

"Since I was once a human being, the current situation is not a bad thing..."

The silver-haired and handsome big monster said, with a slight smile in his tone, and the same eyebrows and eyes, extremely gentle.

"……I do not understand what you are saying."

The black-haired boy didn't know why, and said to the man who was smiling a little at this time.

He tilted his head, and it was a little strange to do such a move on his evil face, but it was still pleasing to the eye.

The man raised his hand, and the flames also converged forward in the direction he pointed, slowly lighting up a road bit by bit, just like daytime.

"After becoming a demon, you have an extra home, isn't that good?"

Hanyu Kazuki paused, his blue eyes were deep.

"I look like this, do I still have a home?"

Even the fetters have been severed by oneself, where does one have a home?

The man smiled after hearing this.

"In the past, the day was your habitat, and now the night is yours."

"Is this also called nowhere? Little guy..."

The black-haired boy looked down at the big monster who was laughing wantonly, and suddenly felt a little envious of his open-minded views and attitude.

He did not acknowledge the night, and dared not touch the day again.

Hanyu Kazuki nodded slightly towards the man for a long time, then looked at the road illuminated by the faint blue flames, and slowly left with Shimoya in his arms.

In fact, he is very clear that no matter day or night, as long as there is a fetter, he is not nowhere to go.

This period of fetters has been severed by himself, all he needs to wait for is the next one.

Darkness and light often go alternately in order to distinguish between black and white.