Please sign for your little sun

My name is Igarashi and Nobu.

My mother is a god and my father is her follower.I think my father may be the pinnacle of today's Shinto believers, after all, he managed to catch up with the god he believed in.

When I was young, I had my father as my goal, and this goal stopped when I was seven years old.Because I have never met a second god besides my mother, it is too difficult to achieve this goal.So I shifted my focus in time, although a large part of it was because Alice was cute.

After hearing what I said, my mother showed a very complicated expression.She asked me in a gentle tone if I had recently met a black-haired, white-coated grandfather who looked like a sloppy doctor.

I nodded, wondering how my mother knew about Grandpa Sen.Although every time I call him grandpa, he will show a toothache expression.But I thought about it, my mother is a god, of course she knows everything.

It's just that when I went to find Alice the next day, I didn't see Grandpa Sen. Alice said that he flashed to the waist when changing the bucket of the water dispenser, and now he is lying on the hospital bed.

After finishing speaking, Alice laughed at him, it really is old.

I nodded in agreement, and asked Alice to ask Grandpa Sen to take more calcium supplements. Osteoporosis is prone to accidents.

Mother and father have many friends.

Sometimes I go to the shrine to play, and I can meet people who know them everywhere.Most of them are nice people who will buy me snacks and ice cream, play with me and drive me home.An exception was an uncle named Osamu Dazai. He said he would take me to play, and then he went to hang himself to exercise his cervical spine.He got stuck in the tree and couldn't get up and down. Finally, I climbed up the tree and untied the rope to let him down.

Alas, no wonder my mother always touched my head when she mentioned this uncle and told me not to follow him.It's such a hassle.

Uncle Purgatory, he will take me to bake sweet potatoes, hold them high, and let me ride on his shoulders to play.All these things my father took me to do, except for the first one, so I seriously felt that Uncle Purgatory was also my father at that time.

When my father heard about it, he went to fight Uncle Purgatory with a dark face.

Uncle Tianyuan told me that it was because my father and Uncle Purgatory were rivals in love.

(Sakura: Yu Sui, you are teaching my children something! Yu Sui Tian Yuan: What I said is the truth!)

I was curious about what rival in love meant, so I asked Auntie Butterfly.When she heard my question, she laughed out loud, rubbed my head, didn't explain, just said that my father had more than one rival in love.

I understand, it turns out that my father is actually more than Uncle Purgatory and Father.

(Sakura: Butterfly! You are also teaching my children badly!)

I don't know if it's because I'm a child of a god, but I grow up very fast, and my memory is beyond ordinary. Basically, I can remember everything I've experienced clearly.

So when I think about it, it feels like I have reached the age of fifteen or sixteen in the blink of an eye.

My father also felt the same way. When I asked him to move out of the shrine temporarily and rent a house near the school, he said with emotion that I have reached this age too.Then he told me that he had to discuss it with his mother first.

I understand that, after all, the mother is the person in charge of the family.

That night, I accidentally passed by my parents' room, and I heard my father say that Kazunoya has reached the age of rebellion.

A question mark appeared on the top of my head affectionately.

My mother asked him why he said that, and my father told him everything I said to him in the afternoon, and finally sighed, this is the so-called child who doesn’t want to stay with his parents when he grows up, but if we don’t see If this is the case, what if He Yan's rebellion intensifies?

I heard my mother holding back a smile and asking him, what are you going to do if He Yanzhen rebelled to that extent?

Father sighed and said the cruel content in a heavy voice.

Then the only thing to do is to beat him up. A child who is rebellious always has nothing to do. After being taught to be a human being on the training ground, he will naturally understand that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Not only did my father plan to play by himself, but he also made a list for my physical education.

Some of the names make my knees weak when I hear them.

How should I explain to my father that I want to move out temporarily because I don't think it's convenient to live in a shrine and go to school?

The next morning, while my father was doing morning exercises outside, my mother asked me if I wanted to move out.

The desire to survive made me shake my head, and I told my mother sincerely that after hearing what my father said last night, I dismissed this idea.

Although I don't think I will be rebellious and become a bad boy, but my father can understand even such a simple wish of mine, and I really dare not have other hopes for him.

Maybe men of this age just love to think about it so much.

When I was an adult, my father told me very seriously that he wanted to discuss something with me.

It just so happens that I also have something I want to discuss with him.I have someone I like, so I'm going to ask my father

Seek help.

Although he has left me with a lot of bad impressions in the past ten years, he was able to catch up with my mother who is a god. I think his experience and suggestions should still be useful in this regard.

So our father and son had a conversation between men all afternoon, which ended after my mother returned to the shrine.

Next, I followed my father's advice to pursue the person I liked, but the result can only be described as extremely tragic and unbearable to look at.

I have doubts about my life so far.

After listening to my father's advice, my mother immediately turned around and covered her face with the sleeve of her kimono, her shoulders trembled, obviously it was very difficult to hold back her laughter.After finally laughing, my mother patted my hand and told me not to worry, she would find a way to help me.

My mother's actions are different from my father's actions. Within a few days, the person I was clearly in love with changed his face from being black when he saw me, and he became calm and drizzled, and his words were no longer mixed with anger, and his voice was so soft that it was unbelievable .

It's the fact that she always asks me about my mother, which makes me slightly uneasy.

I suspect that she wants to use me as a springboard to put a green hat on me and my father.

But generally speaking, mothers are still more reliable than fathers when it comes to love.I think my original idea was wrong, maybe it wasn't my father who chased my mother.

I have a lover.

When I made the proposal and took her back to visit her parents, she was visibly shocked when she confronted a shrine.The fiancée is an employee of the Time Government, and has obviously heard her mother's name.

So before knocking on the door, she was extremely uneasy.

I don't know what kind of image her mother has in her mind, but I think it must have been passed on by the people of the time government, such as three heads, six arms and two feet tall, otherwise she wouldn't be so shocked when she saw her mother expression.

It's as if the world view has collapsed and the three views have been reshaped.

When I went back, she even reassured me again and again that it was my mother, not some older sister or younger sister whom I never mentioned.

I couldn't laugh or cry, but I could only firmly repeat to her that it was really my mother.

Shortly after meeting my mother, my lover, my fiancée, began to take extra care of it.I was deeply puzzled by this. When I asked, she just told me worriedly that my mother looked so young, so wouldn't she be older than me?

Even though I repeatedly assured her that I, who was only half of my mother's blood, would not delay aging to that extent, she still didn't believe me, and instead gave me a blank look, and applied a thick layer of mask on my face.

No way, I can only go home and learn from my mother.

After hearing my question, my mother laughed happily.After laughing, she spread her hands and told me that he asked the wrong person about it, and that he should ask my father.

My mother doesn't look old, her appearance is fixed at her most beautiful age, and people really believe her when she goes out and says she is my sister.In contrast, the age of the father seems to be older than the mother.Father is just an ordinary human being, and despite mother's spiritual power bonus, he will still change slowly over time.

My mother told me that when my father woke up one day and found that he had fine lines around his eyes, he also started to search for various maintenance methods like my fiancée.

His father was extremely embarrassed to be exposed in front of the juniors.I saw his hand behind his back tugged at his mother's sleeve, but my mother just gave him a look with a smile, and he stopped talking, letting her shake off his previous embarrassing things.

I asked my mother how she comforted my father afterwards.

Mother just blinked and smiled mysteriously.She raised the hand she was holding with her father, waved it in front of me, and told me that was how to comfort her.

I thought she was trying to give me dog food, but when I looked carefully, I realized that there had been a steady stream of spiritual power from my mother to my father.

It was tiring to maintain such a state of spiritual power transmission all the time, but I didn't tell my father, because my mother didn't tell him either.It was one of the few boyish places my father had, so we all maintained it with great care.

I married my fiancée.

Mother and father came to our wedding, and as soon as they showed up, they attracted the attention of the guests on the woman's side.Several of the gentlemen at the wedding were whispering, trying to get news of my mother from their companions.

I swear, my father must have heard their conversation too.

Because he greeted my wife's parents very loudly: "From now on, we will be a family. If my son treats your daughter badly, just come to us."

It is impossible to say whether I will treat my wife badly.

Besides, he used to be so loud only when he was talking to Uncle Purgatory, so I reasonably suspect that he wanted to let the guests get away with it.

Of course, this clumsy method does not make everyone give up.Because of the previous greeting, someone took this opportunity to greet my father-in-law during the toast.

Mother-in-law asked.The father-in-law and mother-in-law looked extremely complicated, and in the end they could only tell them the truth that she was indeed the mother of a child, and the mother of the groom at the wedding.

I swear again, I saw the upturned corner of my father's mouth.

What a man, yet so childish.

When the news of my father's death came, I was in a dream.

The last time we met, he still disliked how old I was and still stuck to the house every day, and even beat me up and down the field with a wooden knife.

Compared with me, who has not yet accepted the truth, my mother seems too calm.

As the person who should be most grieved, he was able to calmly comfort my wife and me.She seemed to have expected this day long ago, and finished her father's funeral in an orderly manner.

Father and mother are the longest-lived people of their generation. Long before, they had buried and sent away most of their friends one after another.Even Mr. Dazai, who committed suicide frequently but still refused to do so, finally got what he wanted under time.After that, my parents lived in the shrine for a long time, and rarely forgot about other ordinary people.

So not many people came to the funeral, most of them were non-human.

The face of my father in the coffin was still the same, not much different from the one I remembered when I was a child, but the smile lines were much deeper.The flesh-pink hair was tied on the shoulders with a faded red string, and he was wearing a black skirt-style uniform that I was not familiar with.

I remember this face lying over the crib cradle and amusing me, but now I am standing outside the coffin looking down on him.

My mother has attended many funerals, those of relatives, friends, enemies and friends; this is the last funeral she attended—the funeral of a lover.The funeral ended when the mother shoveled the last handful of earth into the coffin.

On the way back to the main shrine, I asked my mother about the uniform.

My mother told me that it was the goal that my father, Uncle Purgatory, and Aunt Butterfly fought for at the cost of their lives in the first half of their lives, and it was also the reason why they got acquainted.

That should be a great goal, I think, otherwise my mother wouldn't be moved by it after so many years.

After the funeral, I stayed with my mother for a few days before returning home with my wife.

Don't let the dead affect the living, my mother told me.At that time, I thought she was talking about her father, but I didn't understand the deep meaning of her words.

Until one rainy evening, I received the news of my mother's death.

Before Shikigami came to inform me, I knew the news, through the countless power pouring in from my body and the godhead I had only seen from my mother.

At that time, less than a week had passed since his father passed away.

The cherry blossom demon told me that she was waiting for that rainy day.Because her father first met her on the same rainy day.

I met a god of misfortune, down and out, with nothing but an old tracksuit and an artifact.

He said his name was Yato.

Although he is the God of Fujin, he does not behave like ordinary God of Fujin, and even puts up small advertisements everywhere for the offering of five yuan.So I didn't hit him.Mother said that we only need to deal with non-human beings who are harmful to the human world.

Later I became friends with Yato.

He doesn't have a shrine, so he can only go to other people's shrines every night.So I invited him to stay at my mother's shrine temporarily.Even though my mother has passed away, but I have inherited her godhead, the barrier outside the shrine is still valid and still has a protective effect.

Yato shed tears of jealousy on his first step into the shrine.

When I told him that this was the shrine built by my mother's believers, he was so excited that he held my hand and repeatedly said that he wanted to learn from my mother and learn how to recruit believers.

Then I told him that my mother had passed away, after the death of her only believer and lover.

Yato was silent, and he didn't speak for a long time after that.

When I cleaned out a room for him and arranged for him to go back to Honmaru, he told me that my mother is very powerful.Even if it is the power that has been inherited into my body that is no longer in existence, or the godhead that represents unimaginable dedication to the world, it is enough for her to gain a high position in Gao Tianyuan.

I smiled and didn't answer, just let him have a good rest.

Of course I know that my mother is very powerful, because when Gao Tian originally invited her, I was by her side.

The one who came to invite his mother was Seimei Abe, one of the few objects of admiration for mothers who do not follow stars.The two onmyojis hit it off right away, and chatted all afternoon over tea.

In the end, Abe Seimei regretted leaving.

When leaving, he told his mother that no matter when he changed his mind, Gao Tianyuan's invitation was still valid.

The mother just smiled and shook her head, saying that the people and things she was attached to were all here, so how could she be willing to leave them.

The only person who didn't know about it was his father.Mingming is not a young person anymore, because his mother had a good conversation with another handsome man, he was jealous for a long time, and it was only after a long time of coaxing by his mother.

My wife is pregnant.

The pain of conceiving a life is unimaginable to anyone who has never experienced it.

From the beginning of pregnancy, the wife's spirit gradually became weak. Every time she finished eating, she had to take away all the plates immediately, otherwise she would spit out the food she had swallowed after smelling the oily smell.As the pregnancy got longer, the pain became more and more obvious, and the heavy fetus often made her back sore.Nutrients and calcium in the body were sucked away by the fetus, and the wife suffered from leg cramps from time to time and woke up at night.

Because of changes in hormone secretion, she became emotional, and small things could make her feel restless.

At this time, I could only watch helplessly, constantly trying to relieve her pain with spiritual power, or holding her quietly and waiting for her to calm down.

During the period when my wife was pregnant, I left most of the affairs in Honmaru and Onmyo to Fusangshin and Shikigami to handle by themselves.

The day of delivery came, and I waited anxiously in the operating room.

A series of operations blocked all the sight, but could not block the sound. Shenshen's excellent hearing transmitted every wail and cry of my wife clearly into my ears.

At this time, I suddenly thought of my mother.

The process of human being's conception is so painful, and my mother, who is a god, endured many unknown hardships before bringing me into this world.

My father used to tell me not to make my mother angry, she had suffered a lot while carrying me.

Gods and monsters give birth to offspring, and when the fetus is still in the womb, it will continue to draw strength from the mother's body. The father said that he watched the mother's dying day by day, and had to rely on the monster power replenished by the big monsters to support it. .

The elders also told me that they have only seen such a fragile mother twice so far.The first time was before her, when the soul was not yet complete; the second time was when I was pregnant.

I didn't have a clear understanding of this until my wife's pregnancy.

In fact, the father didn't want children at first. When he knew how much pain pregnancy would bring to the woman, he told the mother that they would not have children in the future.

But my mother insisted on giving birth to me.

I think, maybe at that time, my mother had already thought about everything in the future, including the death of my father.

As early as that time, she made up her mind that when her lover passed away, she would also go with her.So she gave birth to me and arranged successors for Onmyou and Honmaru.

An endless life is too lonely, and she doesn't want to be a god on Gao Tianyuan.

She only wants to be his god.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write that kind of sweet side story

do not know why

my hands have a mind of their own