[Comprehensive] In the days when I became Ibaraki

In the beginning, Shuten-Douji and Ibaraki-Douji were just ordinary humans.

Shuten-douji is just a young monk in Echigo Temple, if there is anything outstanding, the only thing that can be said is his appearance.

His overly handsome appearance caused him to be squeezed out by other young monks in the temple, and they often framed him quietly.

And the food I got has changed from cold rice and cold dishes to bad food and bad dishes.

Most of the old monks in the temple knew about this, but with a certain mood, they turned a blind eye to the struggle among the young monks. There were only a few old monks, and the young monks became more bold and willful Only when he recklessly bullied Jiu Tun Doji, did he speak out to stop him.

After all, they don't want to see the young monks in their temples being bullied to death in their own temples. If any message gets out, it will affect their incense.

And resentment gradually accumulated in Shuten Doji's heart.

After being beaten by the young monks of the same temple again until his body was covered with bruises, Shuten-douji, who was still a human being at this time, took advantage of the darkness and dragged his body weakly to the small river.

Those young monks threw his supper on the ground and fed it to the dogs.

But he was trampled on the soles of his feet by one of the young monks because he had no strength.

The resentment in his heart was boiling non-stop, looking for a certain opportunity to break through that final seal.

The weather was very cold, and the mountains looked clear and white under the moonlight, but Shuten-douji had no time to take care of these beautiful scenery, he just wanted to chip away the thick layer of ice on the river bank as soon as possible, and took the tattered and unused Like a coarse cloth to clean your body.

If he doesn't clean up, he will get sick, and Echigo Temple will not take care of an insignificant young monk, and other young monks may take this opportunity to come and find him.

In the end, he may die quietly.

He just wants to live, why should he be blamed like this just because of his appearance.

Shuten-douji tightened his grip on the stone and chiseled it down heavily.

The debris from the shattered ice splashed, brushed his palms and arms, and drew small bloodstains.

The image of Shuten-douji reflected in the water is faintly not human-like anymore.

It looks like a monster.

Shuten-douji looked at himself in the water, and suddenly grinned. If he could really degenerate into a monster, then he would definitely go back and kill those who bullied and despised him.

He will retaliate severely.

That would be his relief.

"Hey, are you going to become a monster?" A young and crisp voice sounded from behind Shuten-douji, with faint excitement.

Shuten-douji stood up abruptly, turned around, and looked at the boy standing in front of him fiercely, with guard.

The young man smiled meaninglessly, took a few steps back, tilted his head with some regret, and said, "Eh? Not yet?"

"What a pity."

pity?Shuten-douji heard the word with sharp ears, he pursed his lips, and finally said, "What a pity."

His voice was a little hoarse after not speaking for a long time, and his tone of voice was a little weird.

"If you can become a monster, you will be my companion." The young man stared at Shuten-douji's bleeding arm, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, "It's really delicious blood, I really want to taste it .”

Shuten-douji's eyes froze, and he inevitably took a few steps back, putting on a defensive posture, but temporarily forgot that behind him was the small river that he had smashed a hole in, and his whole body was about to fall into the ice layer with his feet sprained Up and down.

The boy with long white hair hurried forward to hold Shuten Doji back, complaining a bit: "Even though he has such a powerful monster power, he is still a human being."

"It's a pity, otherwise we would have had a good fight."

"Hey, let me say, since you are still human, let me eat it?" The boy's eyes were full of sincerity, which made Shuten Doji a little dazed.

With the strength of the young man, Shuten-douji finally stood firm, and after hearing the young man's words, his eyes darkened: "Who are you?"

"Me?" The boy raised his eyes, and his golden pupils were shining brightly at this moment, "I am [a devil], an existence that is hated by everyone."

"Perhaps you have heard my other name, Ibaraki-douji, the ghost of Rashomon." The boy, no, or the young-looking Ibaraki-douji showed a malicious smile unabashedly.

"Ibaraki...doji?" Shuten-douji mumbled in a very low and slow voice, "The Ibaraki-douji who abandoned the world and turned into a ghost?"

Being in Echigo Temple, Shuten-douji had heard some rumors more or less.

"It's me." Ibaraki-douji approached Shuten-douji, pinched Shuten-douji's face with his ghost claws that had revealed his true monster, and rubbed the scar on his face mercilessly, "So, have you made up your mind?"

"Be eaten by me; or abandon the human side, completely turn into a monster, and fight me?"

Shuten-douji let Ibaraki-douji's ghostly claws play tricks on his face, and remained silent, with thoughtful emotions flashing across his eyes.

Ibaraki-douji also let go of his hand at this time, and looked at Shuten-douji with some expectation.

And Shuten-douji did live up to Ibaraki-douji's expectations. In the ghostly aura released by Ibaraki-douji, long blood-red hair gradually grew, the tips of his ears became pointed, and his eyes changed from pure black to dark purple.

Just like the reflection he saw in the water before.

"It really lived up to my expectations." Ibaraki-douji looked at the completely demonized Shuten-douji with satisfaction, "My best friend."

Shuten-douji clenched his fist, feeling the powerful force that he had never had before, which continuously circulated in his body, repairing his injuries.

"Shuten-douji." Shuten-douji suddenly looked at Ibaraki-douji and said, "From now on, I am Shuten-douji."

"I will be abandoned as a weak human being."

"Then, as you wish, let's fight."

A part of the demon power in Shuten-douji's body split out, turning into a gourd phantom with sharp teeth, and then gradually solidified.

"My friend." Ibaraki-douji smiled brightly, feeling Shuten-douji's monster power, and went up to him.

There was no result in that battle.

It ended in a draw.

Shuten-douji then returned to Echigo Temple, picked out those who had bullied and ignored him one by one, and threw them into the ferocious mouth of the ghost gourd behind him.

While doing these things, Shutendouji's face was indifferent.

He has no human heart.

And Ibaraki-douji was sitting on the eaves, watching Shuten-douji do these things.

They began to travel, began to challenge the entrenched forces, and gradually gathered their own strength.

In the end, Shuten-douji became the king of ghosts.

And the relationship between them has also become subtle.

They are more mature, and gradually become less like themselves in the beginning.

Shuten-douji began to drink, and good wine often made him forget everything, his own loneliness, and the fact that Ibaraki-douji had left.

Yes, Ibaraki-douji left for a while without saying goodbye to Shuten-douji.

Shuten-douji even heard the news from someone else.

Finally Ibaraki Doji came back.

Become more powerful, but also become more entangled.

But Shuten-douji started to avoid Ibaraki-douji and left.

What a wonderful and complicated relationship.