[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

"Mr. Yato."

"Mr. Yato?"

"Hey, Yato-san! Are you listening?!"

The woman who was getting more and more dissatisfied shouted in the ear, and the blushing Yato who was wandering in the sky suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at her unresponsively: "Oh... the sound, what's wrong?"

"You still ask me what's wrong..."

Duan Yin put his hands on his hips speechlessly, and repeated helplessly: "Don't you feel that you owe me an explanation? I'm still confused about the situation now! What is the matter between that Mr. Fei Shi and you? Is Bishamonten involved?"

She pointed to the young man with cherry hair who was on the phone behind a pillar.

"Ah...that's a long story..." Yato rubbed his head, thinking of something, his expression became gloomy.

"In the Edo period... about 400 years ago, he was the artifact of Bishamon." He lowered his head and said in a low voice, staring blankly at Feishi through his hair, his eyes gradually becoming as gentle as water , "At that time, his name was Qing Ma, and he was my... lover."

Accompanying sound gasped, covered his mouth with his hands: "Is that really the case?"

She looked at the expression of sadness that could not be concealed in the tenderness of the Almighty, and asked hesitantly: "But, is he a living being now?"

Also, when Yato and Bishamon fought before, the monstrous hatred and what they said was also very interesting.

Yeto bowed his head in silence for a while, then shook his head slightly: "I don't know the specific reason, it's reincarnation...it doesn't look like it, at that time his whole body was obviously corroded by ailments, I watched him dissipate with my own eyes, but now why? He's still alive..."

The young god who spoke like this, although he still tried his best to maintain a calm tone, his hands were clenched tightly due to the ups and downs of his emotions, and his knuckles turned white due to excessive force.

The accompaniment looked at him worriedly, and pursed his lips: "He got sick because of his master... Is this why you hate Bishamon, Mr. Yato?"

Yato closed his eyes, forced himself to calm down, and dispelled the scene that had terrified him for 400 years: "...ah."

--and many more.

Some trivial matters that he had ignored suddenly flashed before his eyes, and Yetou suddenly widened his eyes, with surprise appearing in his pupils.

He said that he felt something was wrong before!When Feishi came to Bishamon's shrine, he had the address in his hand. He came here specially to find Bishamon!Moreover, the gods did know that the things about the artifact were correct, but how could the reincarnated name be the same as before death?

——That guy Bishamon, he called him "Hiyo" from the first time he met Kiyoma today!

"That slut...what on earth does she know that I don't?!" Unable to hold back his irritated cry, Yato thumped the wall beside him hard, clenching his teeth tightly.

——As I told my father, does it matter that Fei Shi is the one loved by [Heaven]?

Confusedly looking at Yeto's cold expression and hostile eyes, the sounder placed his right hand on his chest and clenched it nervously.

——Is this Yato really the careless, heartless Wuyuanshen she knew?

...But, anyway, there was one thing she was sure of.

Trying to raise the corners of his lips, the voice put his hand on Yato's shoulder, bravely looked directly at his inadvertently frightening eyes, and said with a warm smile: "But, anyway, Mr. Yato, can you meet each other again? That's great!"

Yato's pupils shrank suddenly.

He stared blankly at his artifact. Gradually, the negative emotions surrounding him deflated like a punctured balloon, and the chilling aura eased.

"... Ah, you're right." Finally, he said this in a low voice, and smiled with his lips curled up, his tone tender and gentle.

"It was great to see him again..."

The soundtrack secretly let out a sigh of relief.

To be able to see again the lover whose name has been engraved in the bone and who has been missing for hundreds of years, this event has an extraordinary soothing effect on Yato, and it makes him give up worrying about other things at once, and becomes that one who is a little bit out of control again. A second-rate god who is linear but makes people feel very friendly.

He turned his head to look at Fei Shi, and after a few seconds he said awkwardly: "...Thank you, the voice assistant."

Banyin's tense body completely relaxed, and he waved his hands with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Yato."

She paused, looked at the surrounding environment - they are now in a high-end hotel that they could not have imagined in the past, ready to rest - and sighed happily.

"However, it's surprising that Yato-san has such a handsome and rich lover."

Yato immediately became dissatisfied: "Hey, what do you mean?"

The accompaniment voice who had already figured out the master's nature ignored him, and said to himself: "Oh, by the way, Mr. Fei Shi didn't see me before, Mr. Yato, can you tell him to book two rooms?"

"Why? Do you think it's cheap here? You become an artifact, and then three people can share one room?"

Wu Yuanshen, who was struggling in poverty all day long, vetoed without a gentleman's demeanor, and muttered against her with his hands crossed over his chest: "To be a man, you must be content, accompaniment voice, Fei Shi is only a student, and it is not easy to make money!"

The corner of the voice's mouth twitched: "Are you an idiot? No matter how you look at him, he is not an ordinary person, right? And the most important thing is - I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night to hear a bad voice!!"

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Yato looked at her puzzled.

Veins popped out of the Accompaniment's forehead, and he growled unbearably: "Have you really lived for hundreds of years? Wasn't Mr. Fei Shi your lover before reincarnation? Then what will you do at night? Do you still need a woman to remind you?" Idiot God!!"

Thinking of how Yato, who had completely forgotten himself before, took her to force her to witness a tongue-kissing scene, the usually gentle woman gritted her teeth, snorted heavily, and turned her back.

Although both of them are very good-looking and seductive, she has no interest in being a light bulb!It is enough to eat and sleep with this poor god on weekdays, why let her suffer this kind of undeserved pain now? !

... lovers?

...What will you do tonight...?

Yedou looked at her with a dazed face, and the string in his mind finally came to his senses after noticing the woman's reddish ears, and suddenly blushed even more exaggeratedly than her, and almost choked on his own saliva.

"Cough—what are you talking about?! Me, me, how could we...I, I'll go over there and have a look!"

He spoke incoherently and at a loss, his embarrassed and dodging eyes inadvertently bumped into the cherry-haired youth in the distance, he was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't know what to think, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he hesitated and fled.

The soundtrack looked at him blankly, and sighed speechlessly.

It looks like it's below, Yato-san.

Unaware that he had been seen through by Yetou with a single glance, he ran to the pillar behind Fei Shi in shock, and after confirming that the voice could no longer see him, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead as if relieved, and his eyes drifted away unconsciously , pursing his lips and cooling his hot cheeks with the back of his hand.

...Son died.

He rubbed his face in horror, forcibly ordered himself to delete those inappropriate memories in his mind, and leaned against the wall boredly waiting for Fei Shi to finish his phone call.

By the way, who is it that has been chatting for so long?

"—It doesn't look very reliable."

The voice that has been longing for hundreds of years sounded behind him. Yato, who was enjoying the voice of Fei Shi, had no intention of eavesdropping, but heard a few words unavoidably.

"...Well, but I still figured out some things. It's not in vain."

"...Now? At the hotel to check in—with whom?"

——Hey, who the hell is asking such detailed questions?

Before he knew it, he became concerned, Yato stood up straight, and listened with bated breath.

Fei Shi's voice fell silent for a few seconds.

He frowned slightly, and listened to Dazai's incomprehensible inquiry on the other end of the phone, and said in a slightly unbelievable low voice: "I don't remember?"

……Eh?

"Clap."

A small voice sounded behind him.

Fei Shi's eyes moved, and his figure disappeared instantly. He came to the other side of the pillar and grabbed the arm of the eavesdropper, and said in a slightly cold voice, "Who are you?"

Palm's wrist trembled.

The thin young man who was grasped powerlessly by him raised his head, revealing a face as pale as a dead man, his ice blue pupils trembled after seeing the strangeness in his eyes, and slowly shed a line of clear tears.

"..." Deja vu.

Fei Shi frowned, with a hint of doubt on his face.

"Because you are a human being now, after seeing us, you will inevitably forget it in a short time."

Ending the narrative with such a sentence with a dejected expression, Bishamonten raised his eyes to the silent young man, his eyes were reddish.

"So, even if I tell you what happened between us today, you will forget it one day."

"Vina, don't say that." Zhao Ma's expression was equally sad, but she managed to show a smile.

He stared at Fei Shi with warm eyes, and stroked the name on the back of his right hand with his left hand.

"I became the master's artifact on the same day as you, and the positions of the names are symmetrical. From the beginning, I called each other brothers. And you insisted on calling her 'sister' from the first time you saw the master. The relationship with her It’s as deep as a real family.”

"——This is the unbreakable bond between us, Fei Shi."

"Fate?" Fei Shi repeated in a low voice, rubbing the back of his left hand intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Ma looked at him firmly, and nodded heavily: "Ah. The relationship between us cannot be cut off because of such a trivial matter as losing memory, because it is an extremely tenacious bond, whether it is me or Pi Na— —”

"We have always believed that the day when we meet again will surely come, and one day, we will meet again." Bishamon took up Zhaoma's words gently and firmly, leaned forward slightly, and stroked Feishi's cheek .

Fei Shi's eyelashes moved, but he didn't move away.

"If what you said is true, then I will choose to wait."

He watched Bishamon closely, his tone still calm, because the person in front of him at this moment was nothing more than something that happened to him, but he would forget it in a short time.

Bishamon may have seen his indifference, or maybe he didn't.

She just looked at him with unchanging and tolerant eyes, and her eyes gradually overflowed with water, with remorse and guilt flashing in her eyes, but in the end they all turned into love that could not be faked.

"I'm sorry, Chima."

In the end, she just said softly like this, leaned forward, and kissed Fei Shi's forehead.

It was as if a golden light that could not be seen by the naked eye injected into Fei Shi's body.

Facing the sakura-haired young man's eyes that were instantly raised in astonishment, the blond-haired god bent his eyes and showed a crescent-like smile.

"Feel it? This is the blessing of the gods. For 400 years, I have repented day and night and prayed for you—"

"My little brother, may you never be disturbed by darkness forever."

"As long as you want it, everything will be fine."