Cat Breeding Manual

It was as if the shackles were suddenly released. In just a moment, the 'name' that had bound him for a long time seemed to be liberated for the first time.

Yedou stared blankly at his palm, showing a childlike bewildered expression in a little bewilderment.

"Fei, your name, I will be liberated now."

The black-haired god's eyes were burning, as if holding hope, there had never been such a bright time, and it was burning so fiercely that it was about to burn Fei also.

——Since he was born, since he was called the God of Misfortune, it seems to be the first time in his life that his body is so light, as if he has melted into a small but real dust, and it is the first time he feels that he is alive of.

"What are you doing, Yato? Now liberate my name, you will be completely defeated by the guy opposite!"

After mentioning the return of the name, Fei's mood swings suddenly became violent. Compared with the empty expression like a doll before, it was a little more real angry.She suddenly lost her composure, and raised her finger to Nakahara Chuya, her tone of voice was much higher than before.

Fei's eyes were full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that Yato would make such a move at this time.

"I can feel... me and 'Father'..." Yatou closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something, and when he spoke again, he suddenly changed his name to something alienated, "No, it was with that guy... The connection between us has been severed by some force."

The shackles from the real name were cut off at that moment just now!

Zhongyuan Zhong was also taken aback, and his eyes stopped on Yato's side. The situation in front of him changed a little quickly. After weighing it, he temporarily relaxed a little bit of the power condensed in his body.

"..."

Fei silently lowered her head and stopped looking at Yato.

Yato's mood at this time was more solemn, as if saying goodbye to the past, he raised his hand with burning eyes, his fingers curled up tightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength to write the spell of liberation.

The power flowed, and the faint light lingered around Fei's body. The wind from nowhere stirred her kimono, and the words seemed to return to the original lines, and scattered into the air like smoke and dust.

Fei stretched out her hand in a panic, and finally curled up her fingers in the air a few times feebly, and put down her fingers in a bit of embarrassment.

"God of Night Fighting, will no longer be the God of Misfortune."

The four weeks fell into silence again, and the decisive picture in front of him made Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly touched, and the long-term memory of the sheep seemed to surface again in his mind.

Yetou no longer looked at Fei, raised his eyes to Nakahara Nakaya, pursed his lips, leaned forward quickly, and whispered in Nakahara Nakaya's ear: "Mr. Nakahara, his purpose is to make your The power refills the power of the yellow spring that is about to dry up."

Izanami seemed to have noticed something, turned her head and looked back, not knowing whether she was looking at them or the top of the black hole.

——"The power of the gods falling again is enough for 'that' to accumulate strength and break through the shackles of Huangquan in one fell swoop."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Nakahara soon understood what Yato meant, and his eyes fell on Izanami imperceptibly, and quickly slid over to meet Dazai Osamu. .

"Dazai..."

He moved his lips, and before he could say anything, he heard a humming sound from above his head.

Immediately afterwards, without warning or falling of gravel, a young man who seemed to be a high school student fell in front of their eyes.

Fujiwara Hiroto landed on the ground in a bit of embarrassment. He struggled to stand up while clutching the wound on his waist, his eyes quickly swept away the few people present.

"His Highness Izanami, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still so beautiful."

——Oh, oh, this is really the excitement that only happens when the drama-like production team gathers together.

The pale amber eyes quickly caught the few people he wanted to see, Hiroto Fujisaki calmly greeted Izanami preemptively.

The hemorrhage from the wound on his waist was almost unbearable. If it wasn't for his own god-like characteristics, it would be difficult to maintain his clear consciousness at this time.

"...the aura of your lord," Izanami was stunned, her black hair slid down the side of her face like beads, and the exposed half of her face still looked like a peerless beauty. "It seems to be an old friend from many years ago."

Hiroto Fujisaki smiled, but the smile in his eyes didn't touch the bottom. He looked at Yato, and the arc of his lift showed a bit of contemptuous carelessness, and he patted his hands casually a few times.

"My beloved 'son', congratulations, you have finally reached the moment of 'adult'."

—— Hiroto Fujisaki could feel that the knife that Fyodor stabbed just now seemed to have cut off something on his body.

And seeing Yato at this time, after hearing the words he said himself, he was even more sure of his judgment.

Yato raised his head in a swish, and it seemed that the bone on his neck was being pulled out with too much force. The pain from the pulling came quickly, but his attention at this time was completely unable to be distracted by the pain. move away.

"...It's you, father."

The voice seemed to be forcefully squeezed out from between the teeth. Yato remained calm on the surface, but his palms were already tightly clenched, and the nails were almost embedded in the palms.

Hiroto Fujisaki looked inscrutable, his eyes looked at Yato coldly, a smile quickly and gently erupted on his lips, he squatted down and kindly lifted Himi who was kneeling on the ground: "Oh, Yato Dou, how could Fei just sit on the ground in such a mess?"

"..." Yato didn't want to answer his question, his eyes fixed on Fujisaki Hiroto.

Chuya Nakahara took a step back to Osamu Dazai, and the other party just pulled Nura Rikusheng's wide haori collar and took a few steps back. The two hit their backs and stopped at the same time in a tacit understanding.

"Dazai."

Nakahara Chu also suddenly called out with unknown meaning, and without saying anything, he turned around and stood in front of Dazai Osamu without a trace.

"...Okay, okay, Chuya, I'm always ready."

Osamu Dazai put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, calmly stepped back half a step and leaned against the stone wall beside him, his kite eyes were full of unconscious trust in Zhongyuanzhong.

"Go, PortMafia's invincible Gravitator."

Nuliang Rikusheng blinked his eyes, feeling as if he was surrounded by some kind of emotion, and immediately became out of tune with the two people in front of him.

Nuliang Rikusheng: Huh?There seems to be a feeling of shining.

However, the imminent aura in front of him also made the blood of the monster in his body start to agitate, as if he had been waiting for a battle since he was born.

"Your Highness Izanami, please try to break through the shackles between Li Huangquan and Biao Huangquan."

Fujisaki Hiroto took his time, took advantage of Izanami's reaction, and immediately used words to seduce her with ease.

"Open the passage to the underworld? But my power is still bound by the miasma in this underworld." Izanami said resentfully, and the half-covered bone was revealed again with her movements. At this time, she seemed to be wearing a wicked appearance, "Fujisaki-kun, why don't you stay here?"

"Your Highness Izanami, please don't talk about it." Hiroto Fujisaki raised his hand in an elegant posture like a speech, "Have you forgotten the covenant between you and Nue?"

——Although things like covenants are meant to be broken.

Hiroto Fujisaki thought casually, the pain in his waist and abdomen still seemed to remind him of the betrayal he had just suffered.

"Starting lobbying so lightly, you seem to—"

The clear voice of the young man was mixed with a chill like ice and snow, and it seemed to surge like a pile of unhappy anger.

"Forget about me!"

Hiroto Fujisaki raised his head hastily, the red light was mixed with a wave-like fist wind, the red-haired young man seemed to be covered with a layer of scorching red flames, the fist wind forced him to retreat involuntarily.

In the blink of an eye, Zhongyuan Zhongye was only half a fist away from him.

And in the next second—the fist was about to hit him, and the feeling of suffocation like the end of the road immediately strangled his throat.

"...Your Highness Izanami!!"

Hiroto Fujisaki heard that his voice trembled for the first time.

……

"Lord Yan Mo, did you go to see King Guangjiang?"

"Well...he just came here with Xiaozhong. The situation is urgent, and I'm afraid it's a bit rushed to contact other gods." Yan Mo nodded, his chubby face became serious for the first time, "I thought about it, Ghost Lamp Jun, wait another hour, if they still haven't come out, just seal the hole directly."

"Yes, Master Yan Mo, I will follow your arrangement."

Ghost Lamp turned the mace in his hand, his eyes seemed to fall on the hole with some indifference, and he responded blankly.

"Ghost Lantern, what's going on with Mr. Nue?"

"Tang Gua and Eggplant went over to see him. He was very stable, as if he didn't know anything about the outside world."

"Stability..." Yan Mo seemed to be about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Ghost Lantern poured cold water on it indifferently: "Master Yan Mo, sometimes stability is not necessarily a good thing."

……

In the Yellow Springs.

Izanami's endless strands of hair firmly blocked Nakahara Chuya's attack. The original goddess seemed not to care about the gravity of such a pursuit. Even though the strands of hair were too heavy to move, she was still tireless generally stimulates growth and spread.

Hiroto Fujisaki stood behind her, continuing to lobby with a half-smile.

"Sah, Your Highness Izanami, as long as you completely take back the power of Huangbatu, at that time——you don't have to continue sinking in this gloomy hell."

His voice was extremely low, with the soft quality of a teenager, it seemed that he could easily penetrate someone's heart and occupy a place easily.

——This is a gift-like method.

"Father, your lobbying methods are still as skillful as ever."

"Where, you are too much, but it is just a normal channel to achieve your goal."

Hiroto Fujisaki's eyes stopped on Chuya Nakahara not far away.

Moreover, besides Nue, he has more useful methods that have not yet been used.

What will the fallen gods look like if they regain their memory again?

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Today is a day to beat Barbatos happily!

I won't abuse chuya!