After I became a divine judge [Comprehensive]

After a brief silence, Mikazuki Zongjin in front of him narrowed his eyes and showed a smile that made me shudder.

"...When, of course you choose to forgive me?" Alice hesitated for a while, then raised her head and said something I didn't quite understand.

"Of course I chose to forgive you." He replied.

Is this a cultural difference?I knelt on the ground, and before I had time to analyze the content of their conversation, I was pulled away from Alice by this crescent moon—or, he separated me from Alice, and then hugged Alice directly from the ground up.

One arm supports the hip, and the other arm wraps around the shoulder, so that the person in the arms has to rest his head on his neck.I stared at them blankly, vaguely feeling that this hug was very familiar, and for a while, I couldn't remember where I saw it, and it wasn't until a few seconds later that I realized that the movements between them seemed too close up.

Moreover, both Alice and Tsukizuki Munkin seem to be used to this.

I feel that sense of familiarity is getting stronger, but what is suppressing me to think about that part of things.

"Three minutes, it's almost here." After he finished saying the same unclear sentence to Alice... he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

My heart suddenly beat wildly.

At that time, Sanka, mine, my crescent moon was also like this...?Like this, kiss?Is something like this normal?Is it an ordinary thing for them who are Fusangshen?still?What is it like?Does such a thing have the same meaning for them as for us?

I was dazed in place for a long time, until I was pinned by Alice on the shoulder, and I gradually regained my senses, gathering my thoughts that had been chaotic for a while into a ball.

"That, that." I looked down at the dense and dense textures on the wooden floor: "Alice, what is Alice and the Sankai Yuezong here, and what is the relationship?"

"Well, ahahaha, the weather is really nice today." She didn't answer my question, but changed the topic. This is a matter of course. My question just now was indeed too sudden and rude. A girl with a good personality must be angry now.

I hummed, held her hand obediently, and followed her slowly to the other end of the corridor.

Perhaps there are also cultural differences between hugs and kisses.

……

Since the only candlesticks in our Honmaru were good at cooking, we bid farewell to Alice and the others as we approached dinner and set off on our way back.

But I didn't expect Sanriyue to come to pick us up by such a coincidence.

"My lord, I am grateful for your hospitality." He came to me, held my hand, and bowed very politely to Alice, who had turned into a dog, and then raised his head to meet the crescent Moon Sect opposite. Wang smiled.

Seeing them face to face like this, they are really exactly the same, whether it is the smile on the corner of the mouth or the crescent moon in the eyes, they are all the same without any deviation.

However, this face-to-face viewing also made me experience the differences between them more clearly.

Even though there are many, many crescent moons near here, I can still know which one belongs to others and which one is the crescent moon that I am familiar with. ——At this moment, I, who was confused, suddenly had such confidence.

The same is true for everyone in this pill.

When I was thinking about something, I would always unknowingly forget what I was doing, so when I came to my senses, Sanriyue and I were already a long way behind everyone.

"Yeah, right" It's my fault, I thought, and looked up to apologize to him.

But the moment he looked up, his mouth was gagged.

The time seems to be infinitely elongated and slowed down in this smoky purple glow, as clear as the slow motion in a movie, and it seems that a page is quickly turned by an invisible hand.Maybe it was a second, maybe another minute, before I could react and tasted everything clearly, he straightened up and parted our lips.

A kiss like an illusion.

I raised my free hand and touched my moist lips with my fingertips.

It seems that there is his breath and cool temperature on it, and it flows along the fingertips, like a small electric current, or like a bard's song from afar.

I, like, like... this feeling.

Although I can't understand the reason for doing this, and I don't know what kind of response is correct, just like facing many other things.

I walked hand in hand with him until we kept up with everyone, and never parted until we got back to Honmaru, just like before, familiar like a habit.

And following in his footsteps seems to have become my habit.

Finally we stopped in the corridor where he usually stays, as usual without any choice or hesitation, naturally.

Two adjacent cushions, two identical teacups, and two servings of seaweed senbei on a white porcelain plate.I sat down next to him, and suddenly remembered that there was only one cushion, one teacup and one refreshment at the beginning, because he was the only one who would stay here for a long time.

Since when did things here become two copies?I can't remember it for a while, it seems like it happened unconsciously, but no matter how I think about it, it didn't take long.

Maybe it's a month, maybe it's two months, it's not a long time.

However, I seem to be completely used to this place, as if I have been used to a habit that has lasted for many years... No, it’s not just that, yes, it’s other things about him, and it’s the same about following and shaking hands .

It's so weird, so weird, but is it because this thing is too weird?Surprisingly, I didn't feel scared or overwhelmed.

But it wasn't calm either.

I feel lost.

Habit, stability, and longevity are all words I like. Such a stable thing makes me feel safe, so I used to refuse to go out, shut myself in the room, fall asleep at a fixed time and get up at a fixed time, doing the same every day To develop one habit after another.

but.

I have never had a stable relationship like this.I don't know how to maintain this relationship, how to maintain this habit that requires two people to maintain, how to keep this relationship stable.

This is similar to when I was confused about how to treat the person I like, and how to deal with what the person I like did to me.

No one taught me what to do, and the care I experienced from Grandma Yoshida probably didn't apply to my relationship with Mikazuki either.

"How to do it, is it better?"

"Just do what you think is right."

"What if, what if I don't know?"

I suddenly remembered the question I asked him when I was in Maple Village.

"Then." At that time, he replied like that: "Just listen to the opinion of the old man."

Like a god, tell me what to do.

Can it be done now?I put down the hot tea in my hand, and met his half-closed eyes that could only faintly see the moon.

"I, I don't know what to do." I could clearly realize what I was talking about, but it felt like my soul was floating away from my body and fell into the deep pool of dawn and night: "What should I do?" Things, how to respond, and what kind of return to make, those things related to Sanriyue, I don't know what is right."

"I'm very scared, I want to run away." I grabbed my sleeves and couldn't help lowering my head and closing my eyes tightly.

"I don't know what to do at all." It was like complaining, speaking too much, words that would definitely make people disappointed and angry.

"Even, I don't even know what to think, I'm so scared that I want to forget, I want to escape so much that I can pretend nothing happened."

"I, don't know anything." I heard water drops falling on the floor, and the sound was heavy and muffled.

The familiar temperature passed through the hair to the skin, and his voice was gentle and calm: "So, do you hate it?"

I shook my head.

This is strange and as if it should be so. Among my suppressed emotions are fear, anxiety, nervousness, and wanting to escape, but there is no hate.

I yearn for him.

"Like it?"

For no reason, I thought of the kiss again and again in the afternoon.

"I like it." I answered with a sob, and asked again: "But, but like, what kind of like? Such a like, envy? And fear and want to escape, isn't it strange? Moreover, Sanriyue's like, and mine I like it, is it the same again?"

When I was reading novels, I felt that such emotions were very strange. It was too much and too easy to hurt other people. I couldn’t understand it at that time, and I can’t understand it now, but I became the same person as the protagonist who felt strange. .

It should be to tell, to face, to accept calmly, that is the right way.

But why just can't face it?Why is it harder to face the things you want and hope for than the things that are painful and bad?

Is someone who doesn't know anything and doesn't even have the courage to face them really qualified to be liked?Is that love really true?Isn't there a misunderstanding and self-indulgence?

"Does the lord really not know?" He held my face in his hands, and the new moon was shining in his eyes.

"I... know, I, like you... envy you, me." I replied while crying, "I envy you."

He rolled his eyes slightly.

"anything else."

"You...to me." I bit my lower lip, unable to utter another syllable.

"It's the same feeling." He held my hand and stroked his neck, his arteries throbbing violently.

I saw my reflection beyond the boundless night and the crescent moon in his eyes.

"I envy you too."

The author has something to say:

It’s been too long since I can’t remember what I’m going to write, it’s really scary, I have to work hard! 【Hold your head and cry】

I don’t know if writing this way will be very OOC and hypocritical. After all, Yuka still has low self-esteem. I don’t know if I can write that feeling. I wrote it by flipping through the diary when I was confessed during the period of low self-esteem. Maybe I used too much force?I wanted to modify it again, but I was so sleepy that I couldn’t bear it... I don’t know what I’m talking about, that is, that, please comment, QWQ is crying for advice, I want to know what everyone thinks about this article , I think there is something lacking and can be improved, I will read every comment carefully! !