[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

There seemed to be a sound coming from the void.

Fei Shi shifted his gaze, and looked in a certain direction with an inexplicable induction.

In the heavy rain, the dim street lights blurred into a ball of yellow light, and a few wires shook slightly.

He looked at it for a while, frowning slightly.

The cherry-haired boy lowered his head and looked at the address in his hand, then raised his head again and looked around, with a slight doubt in his eyes.

Suehiro Shrine, 2-25-20 Nihonbashi Ninnyocho, is the place where Bishamonten, one of the Seven Lucky Gods and the strongest martial god, is enshrined.But why no one?

...No matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary shrine.

But if it was a prank, how did the internship application get through?

The young man who was thinking silently did not know that at the place where he was staring at just now, the god enshrined in the shrine was staring at him in a daze, as if he had lost all his ability to respond, and his purple-pink pupils were constantly trembling.

"Zhao..." Her lips trembled, but she couldn't make a complete sound.

But Zhao Ma understands.

He transformed from earrings into a human form, and stood beside Bishamon, his eyes widened to the maximum, his mouth opened and closed, and he stared intently at the familiar face of the boy.

After a long while, a smile came out of the teary eyes, and the voice choked up: "...it's him. Pi Na, absolutely right...it's Qingma!"

Bishamon's pupils shrank, and his vision immediately blurred.

Once, the face of the cherry-haired young man covered with black ailments flashed before his eyes, followed by the moment when the name she bestowed was shattered.

Even though she knew that he would not really die, but when the name of her brother's artifact really disappeared, the heart-pounding despair and fear engulfed her in an instant and tortured her uninterruptedly for 400 years. Long.

She's been looking for him...always, always...!

Bishamon pursed his lips tightly, jumped down from the sky suddenly, took two deep breaths to control his turbulent mood, but his voice trembled uncontrollably the moment he spoke.

Now his name should be——

"The Scarlet World—"

"Qing Ma!!"

Bishamon's voice was suddenly interrupted.

The umbrella fell and rolled helplessly on the ground for half a circle, and was soaked by heavy rain in an instant.

Uchiha Hime opened his eyes wide, with a slight astonishment on his face, and his body stiffened uncontrollably.

He looked sideways at the person who was hugging him tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

this person……

Before he hugged himself, he didn't sense the existence of this person at all.

and--

Feeling silently like a bottomless ocean, the emotions that surged at the moment of skin contact, Fei Shi frowned slightly, and tried his best to recall.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't find the slightest impression of this person from his memory.

what happened?

How did this love so thick that he couldn't believe it formed?

Who is this person?

Before he could figure out why, a voice full of murderous intent and anger exploded in his ears: "Who allowed you to touch him, you evil spirit!!"

Fei Shiwen raised his head, and at a glance saw the whip being thrown down, the target was the person who was hugging him tightly.

With a movement of his eyes, he raised his hand and clasped the unknown gentleman's waist, wanting to take him away, but he didn't expect that the young man's movements were faster than him, and he quickly pushed his head into his arms, tensing his back Facing the attacking whip, he made it clear that even if he resisted stubbornly, he would not let him go.

"Wait, Vina!!" Zhao Ma looked at this scene in fear, and tried to stop it, but it was too late.

There was a "crack", the sound of the whip hitting the ground, and the place where Yato and Feishi were standing was empty at some point.

At the last moment, Fei Shi, who opened the kaleidoscope Sharingan and teleported away, let go of Yato, raised his hands and formed a seal, and recovered his youthful appearance in a cloud of white smoke. Nice blue eyes.

He paused, and sincerely praised: "Your eyes are beautiful."

The skinny young man stared blankly at him, and it took him a while to react. The pink color at the corners of his eyes spread to his ears and cheeks. He was so flustered that he didn't know where to put his hands. His mouth was dry and his heart was beating wildly. I was speechless.

Bishamon looked at this scene in shock, and suddenly gritted his teeth: "God of Misfortune! You bastard—!"

Yato came back to his senses, looked at Fei Shi with nostalgia, and turned his head with hostility in his eyes, ready to confront Bishamon.

at this time.

"Please wait a moment."

A cold voice suddenly sounded, causing the tense atmosphere of the scene to stagnate suddenly.

Fei Shi, who was already drenched all over, stood calmly between the two gods, bent down to pick up the umbrella on the ground and put it away, and looked at the two of them in turn, without hiding his indifferent expression: "Before dealing with personal grievances, The two gentlemen and ladies who seem to know me, can you tell me your names first?"

Both Yato and Bishamon froze.

Zhaoma chased after Bishamon, looked at him timidly, and called out helplessly, "Qingma..."

"My name is not Qingma." Fei Shi said bluntly, as if he didn't feel the weird atmosphere at the scene, his expression was indifferent, "I have my own name. Please call me Fei Shi."

"..."

Bishamon's fingertips trembled, and he lost all response as if he had been punched suddenly. He stood alone in the rain, looking at him in despair.

"Fei Shi...is this your current name?"

Ye Dou murmured, and the gaze he stared at Fei Shi was extremely soft when he didn't realize it, full of greed like finding a long-lost treasure.

Zhaoma pursed her lips sadly, stretched out her hand to press Bishamon's shoulder, and comforted her in a low voice: "Vina, we already knew the result, didn't we? It doesn't matter, although the name you gave is shattered, about us Memory is lost too, but as long as he is alive, there is hope!"

The heavy rain blurred his voice, Fei Shi tilted his head to look at him and Bishamon, and suddenly asked, "Are you gods?"

All three present were shocked.

"Really?" Fei Shi, who didn't think he could guess it, was a little surprised.

After all, this answer seems too unbelievable to ordinary people.What's more, although he wanted to say that he reasonably speculated from the name "Bishamonten" and the sudden appearance of the people in front of him, the actual situation was that the idea "they are gods" suddenly popped up in his mind.

It doesn't make sense at all.

Fei Shi shifted his gaze to Zhao Mayin's right hand with his name engraved on it, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Although I don't remember knowing you, the word 'Qing'..."

It was indeed the first thing that came to mind when he wanted to use a pseudonym.

Until now, Dazai and Chuya still call him "Mr. Qing" one after another, and he has nothing wrong with it, as if he had such a name in the first place.

Hearing what he said, Bishamon's eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked eagerly, "Have you remembered?"

"No, unfortunately not, I have no impression of you." Fei Shi denied it without hesitation.

Seeing the similar disappointment on the faces of the three people, he tilted his head and finally confirmed his guess: "So, I really forgot something."

He glanced thoughtfully at the shrine above his head, and after a while, he whispered as if he had figured something out: "I see..."

He has been unable to figure out what is the key to his rebirth after being killed by Nine Tails.Even if Minato gave him the power to cross space, in the final analysis, no matter how you cross space, it is impossible to cross life and death.

Now it seems that if Shinto is involved...

Having figured this out, the young man who didn't show the slightest shock from the beginning to the end took two steps towards Bishamon, and said as a matter of course, "Let's go, tell me everything I forgot."

Bishamon was taken aback for a moment, and then unconsciously showed an excited smile: "Are you willing to listen?"

Fei Shi nodded: "Your facial expressions don't look fake, I think you are credible."

Bishamon gasped for breath, and his eyes immediately turned red.To this day, Fei Shi, who died because of her, is still willing to believe in her, which is a rare happiness for her.

But Yato in the rear was completely stunned.

Looking at Fei Shi's back, he suddenly felt panic for no reason, as if he had returned to the afternoon when he last met the young man with cherry hair. At that time, Qing Ma was very indifferent and did not allow himself to touch him, and pushed When he met again later, he was dying and vanished into ashes.

He never wanted to have such a desperate and heart-wrenching memory!Besides, it was Bishamon who killed him back then! !

The young man clenched his hands tightly and walked forward quickly, looking at Fei Shi's back without turning his head with red eyes, and was about to blurt out words to persuade him to stay.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind and covered his mouth.

"—!?"

Yato's eyes widened, subconsciously wanting to struggle.

"it's me."

The other Feishi whispered in his ear, took a few steps back and dragged the suddenly stiff man into the corner, and looked over at Bishamon again.

The shadow beside the blond woman glanced at him and nodded slightly to indicate that there was nothing unusual.

Feeling relieved, Fei Shi turned around and faced the young man who was staring blankly at what he was thinking: "What's your name?"

Yato immediately came back to his senses, looking at the strangeness in his eyes, he felt a pain in his heart: "...Yato."

"Yatou... I am the main body in front of you. I have something to ask you." Fei Shi said casually, looked around, and walked in a random direction, planning to find a hotel to change the drenched water. clothes.

"...Is there something you want to ask me?" Yato subconsciously followed behind him, peeking at the cherry-haired young man at the Bishamon side with a little curiosity, instead of asking him about his ability, he asked cautiously and uneasy: "What? thing?"

He raised his eyes to look at Fei Shi's side face, his eyes were full of hesitation and trance, his eyes were focused on piety when he didn't realize it, like a migratory bird that had found its home.

The patter of rain resounded in my ears.

The sound of Fei Shi's footsteps echoed in the narrow alley, his eyes turned slightly, and he saw Yato looking at him.

The blue eyes slowly darkened.

"I want to ask you..."

He stopped in his tracks, turned and leaned forward under Yeto's flustered gaze, followed his unconscious step back, raised his hand and pressed down on the wall behind him.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

The sound of breathing that was close at hand gradually became clearer.

Yato's heels hit the wall, his back pressed against the cold wall, and his breathing unconsciously tightened and became faster.

The appearance of the cherry-haired young man in front of him has not changed at all from the one deeply imprinted in his mind, as if he has traveled through more than 400 years to come to him, as if they have never been separated.

His clear pupils dilated unknowingly, his heart rate soared rapidly, his ears buzzed continuously, his brain went blank, and there was nowhere to hide the helplessness and tension in his eyes, but other than that, there was a trace of cautiousness, A vague and dependent longing.

Fei Shi lowered his eyes and looked into his eyes, slowly lowered his head, his voice was as soft as a whisper: "...we used to have this kind of relationship?"

Yato's breath trembled violently.

A blush crept up his cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.His Adam's apple rolled violently twice, even the tip of his nose was blushing, his heart was so sore and painful that he wanted to cry, and the tip of his nose was sore: "Qingma..."

"Shh."

Fei Shi interrupted him with a deep voice, his blue eyes were darkly feeling the emotions that had already begun to surge into his body, and he lowered his head to catch Yato's trembling breath.

"Call me Feishi."

The author has something to say: The accompaniment that is still held in the hand: ... Hey, I'm still here Mr. Yato——! !

It is expected that Noragami will end in a few chapters, besides, there will be Dazai catch rape in the next chapter :)

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