Yokohama Slag God will never overturn

"Xiao Wu from the Heian-kyo period...is that how he came here?"

After a long, long time, looking at the illusory picture, the wooden box containing the black sword was forgotten, placed, covered by loess, and overgrown with weeds, I don't know who suddenly asked.

"Then, it's just like this...it's been going on forever?"

Desolate loneliness, dark underground.

In this way, it has been waiting with one blade.

No one answered, and no one made a sound.

Everyone has the answer to this question in their hearts, but no one dares to answer it.

At this time, the original phantom receded like a tide, and the picture began to become scattered, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, the thin thread tied to them pulled everyone into a space, where they saw the memory of the master below.A memory that belongs exclusively to Xiao Wu.

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Fu Sangshen, who was imprisoned, did not feel well.

Here, everything the eyes see is nothingness, and everything the eyes see is darkness.

I can't see my own hands, or any other color.

And Fu Sangshen's life is too long, time is meaningless to Xiaowu now, and all that awaits her is loneliness.There is no way to die, no way to feel hunger, and there is only death and silence besides the endless darkness.

Then, slowly, Xiao Wu tried to rely on sleep to help her get rid of this emptiness.

It was the hardest at the beginning, because of the habits he had developed in his previous life, Xiao Wu would always wake up naturally after a short sleep.

Before she could say "good morning", Xiaowu suddenly realized that she didn't need to say hello anymore when she looked at the blackness in front of her.

After being dazed for a while, Xiao Wu "looked" at the darkness in front of him, then sat for a while, and then fell asleep again.

Repeatedly, constantly forcing myself to sleep longer.

Trying to adapt bit by bit, Xiao Wu thought he could do it.

Then, she found that she still thought of herself as too powerful.

The mouth seemed to be a decoration, and the long dullness made her almost forget the feeling of the vibration of the vocal cords when she spoke; the eyes became something that would cause pain, because there was nothing but black in front of her eyes, and she even doubted what she could see. Is black something she really "sees"; the ear becomes a pendant in the end, unable to catch any sound.

In my memory, the blue sky, the white clouds, the red fire clouds, the bright sun, the green leaves, the colors of the flowers I once received from the white cranes, everything is slowly, little by little, and cannot be organized faded color.

Gradually, Xiaowu began to lose track of what the so-called "color" was.

I can't think of any other colors besides the black in front of me.

"It can't be."

Xiaowu, who was belatedly aware of it, realized that when she suddenly realized that even the colors of her father and Baihe, whom she cared most about, were slowly fading away, she was slowly dying little by little.

If the memory is gone, and all the cherished things are forgotten, then she is no longer herself.

At that time, Xiao Wu would not be Xiao Wu.

Slowly raised his hand to pinch the palm, the long-lost pain also took a long time to be accepted by the brain due to nerve failure.

"Yes, that's it."

Slightly squinting his eyes, even though he couldn't see everything in front of him, Xiao Wu still tried his best to use his only remaining memories to repeat the expressions and looks he had made before.

"If you forget..."

The corners of his lips curled up unnaturally, and a strange and stiff smile appeared on his face.

"Then practice, let the muscles of the body remember the past."

It was the most cherished thing, and the only thing she could have.

"If the consciousness will be blurred..."

The sharp nails scratched the palm, and the sharp canines pierced the lower lip slowly and firmly.

"Then let the pain remind you not to really sleep like death."

There is no one else here, no one will reach out to her again, this is the only way she can think of.

"If you don't remember..."

The smell of rust exploded on the tip of the tongue, and a strange feeling was transmitted to the brain, which made Xiao Wu a little confused.

"Then use your own body to perform surgery. The immortal body can last until she remembers again at this moment."

If you can't remember the color, forget it, and keep it within the range that your fingers can only touch. Don't forget it any longer.

because……

The outside world was the world she had lived in and loved deeply.

She also has an agreement with the blade, she wants to live to watch a firework, and she wants to hug him normally.

"Absolutely can't change..."

Softly, like a child learning to speak, he spit out vague syllables unskillfully.

Tsurumaru is really too smart, if she shows any flaws, she will definitely be found out.

"And... the blade."

It will not be forgotten, and there is a blade that cares about her.

Just hold on a little longer.

Just hold on a little bit longer.

The concept of time is not clear here, and Xiao Wu herself does not know how long she lasted.

I only remember that the wound on the palm of my hand will crack again every time it scabs, I only remember that at the end she began to feel numb to the concept of pain, I only remember that at the end, in order to clearly remember the only thing she can grasp called "pain" things and began to swing the knife at himself.

Fingers, palms, wrists, arms, cheeks, thighs, soles of feet, neck, waist and abdomen...

All the places she could touch left traces, and the scars that deepened repeatedly allowed her to maintain the concept of "pain".

Then, it becomes a habit.

Then, the body adapts again to this level of injury.

Silently bowing her head, Xiao Wu, who just made the action of "watching" according to the scarce memory, touched her body with her damaged fingertips. She was familiar with the deeper pain because she swung a knife at her body for many years. Didn't notice, at this moment her body had pierced her fingertips again.

"This time...to what extent?"

Xiaowu didn't know, and didn't know.

She repeated too many times, and her strength has increased over the years, and now she is even at a loss to know the strength of her strike.

I only know that it is enough to make myself feel pain.

"should……"

Holding the tip of the knife in his palm, a deep crack emerged, and Moribai's bones touched the blade.

Flipping the wrist, criss-crossing scars covered the skin.

The point of the knife was aimed at the chest.

The sharp blade sank into the only remaining intact flesh, and blood blossomed.

Xiao Wu tilted his head in a daze, and at this moment, for the first time, he had a different feeling from the concept of emptiness.

That's...fear.

The tip of his tongue brushed against his canines, like a child who had tasted candy after a long absence, Xiao Wu was almost greedy for more emotions and greater fear.

But now, Fu Sangshen, who was almost broken, couldn't even tell what he was afraid of.

It is the fear deep in the soul that it is no longer able to feel pain and everything else.

But the deeper Xiao Wu cut himself, the less he felt, and the greater the fear.Then, in order to pursue this feeling that has disappeared for too long, Xiao Wu will increase his strength again.

Vicious circle.

Something that was holding on was broken, something was completely broken, and something was completely dead.

In the end, the blade even touched the heart.

The cold iron, the warm heart, and all the limbs tasted the cold sweetness.

His movements became stiff, but the fragmented Fu Sangshen didn't have any thoughts.

I don't know the meaning of swinging the knife in the first place, and I don't know what I'm after. I only know that I can get a little relief under the blade.Then, followed by a greater emptiness.

The trembling fingertips slowly pressed hard, and the crystal tears disappeared into the darkness.

Then, just as she was about to pierce through her heart completely, something shattered.

The broken and decayed wooden box was dug out from the buried land, the closed box was opened, and wisps of familiar and unfamiliar sunlight shone on the dull and rusty tachidao.

"It's a nice knife."

A low sigh sounded, and Fu Sangshen's original movements stopped.

A strange touch came from the body, warm, soft, painful, and strange.

Xiao Wu, who was kneeling on the ground sluggishly, seemed to be stabbed awake suddenly, and like a creature that was forcibly dragged to the outside world and was completely accustomed to living in the dark, he instinctively wanted to bury himself again. Into the familiar darkness.

Then, someone grabbed her body.

"It's a good knife, but unfortunately it's rusty and has some cracks."

Strangers continue.

Xiao Wu, who was frozen in place, heard the other party still talking, and felt that the other party's fingers landed on her knife, and the movement was very light, revealing the cherishment that she missed.

"It might be possible to save..."

The girl with light flaxen hair looked at the Taidao in her hand, and suddenly showed a gentle, sunny smile.

"Hey, my name is Asakawa Natsu, and I will be your master from now on, please give me your advice!"

"But don't worry, I will love you, you are my knife."

Kneeling silently in the darkness, Fu Sangshen looked at the smile of the girl in front of him, his eyes aching from not seeing the sun for too long had been stimulated to tears, but Xiao Wu still maintained this posture, his face He looked at her expressionlessly, his empty eyes seeing nothing.

Time has no meaning.

But the other party didn't seem to dislike her at all. After taking her back, he took good care of her and cleaned the blade again.

Just before the crack was about to be repaired, Xiao Wu suddenly moved.

Then, bow your head.

"...I have a bad temper."

Broken syllables were spit out.

A vague figure appeared in front of the other party, and the bloodshot eyes looked at the other party without blinking.

"...I have a bad temper."

The vague past has been forgotten, but these are her original sins.

"...I have low character."

It was deeply engraved on her body like a brand. These are the crimes she cannot get rid of, and they are also her most clear understanding of herself.

"...I am an unknown knife."

Nobody will like it.

No one will welcome it.

Wouldn't it be nice to just let her rot quietly in the dark?

something like sunshine...

Hope this kind of thing...

love this kind of stuff...

She no longer dared to ask extravagantly...

"is it?"

As if she didn't expect her to say that, the girl named Asakawa Xia lightly touched/touched/knife/body: "But, you look like you're about to cry."

"You are obviously asking me for help, you are reaching out to me, and you are praying to me."

"So I responded."

"I hold you."

"Don't you want to have a home?"

Xiao Wu couldn't say the rest of the words.

After a long time, trembling fingertips grabbed his hair tightly, the dazed Xiaowu lowered his head, and a hoarse voice sounded suppressed.

"I……"

Still want to embrace the sun.

Even though she has become like this, she still wants to be cherished by others.

She still wants to...

"I……"

Sobbing, the sour eyes can no longer shed tears.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Knowing nothing, he could only growl meaninglessly.

She can't remember... what did she do? !No one told her, no one said... She wanted to change, wanted to work hard, she knew she was wrong!You can do anything... Say she is worthless, say she can do anything...

she……

she is...

She just wanted to embrace the sunshine again, and wanted to stand outside again!

Always, always, always an edge.

She just wants to be hugged and rubbed on the head, why does she always get abandoned? !

Why, why, just tell her an answer!

All the numbness was shattered, and Xiao Wu knelt down on the ground in a daze, not knowing when she had been hugged by the other party.

"it's alright."

The opponent's hand fell on her head, gently stroking her head.

"It's okay, Xiao Wu."

"I am here, and I will always love you."

"...you are my knife."

"You just have to remember this, you are my knife, so I will love you."

"Be the knife in my hand."

With her head lowered and lying quietly in the other party's embrace, Xiao Wu could not hear the tone of the other party's words, nor could she tell what emotion was contained in the other party's voice at this moment, but she just remembered a sentence in silence.

"will love you."

love...?

That's a deeper feeling than liking, right?

Won't be left behind?

As long as it becomes the knife in her hand, that's fine, right?

Xiao Wu lowered her head and spoke the complete words tremblingly.

"Okay... from now on, I will be your knife."

It is the knife in your hand.

After this, Xiaowu felt that he was finally living like a normal blade.

Her master would sit quietly reading a book in the sunlight not far away, and then raise his head after noticing her arrival, look at her, and show her a smile.

"Come here, Xiaowu."

He waved at her, showing a smile that she couldn't refuse.

"I'm here to tell you a story today."

Then, being held in the arms of the other party.

Xiao Wu lowered her eyes, quietly enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

There seems to be nothing in my mind.

Nothing, all the past, pain and happiness, nostalgia and resentment, all disappeared together.

Living quietly like this is the happiest time Xiaowu can feel.

Until one day, her master suddenly told her that she needed something.

The look on her master's face was sad.

Her master told her, "That is as important to me as life."

"That's what I need to get home."

go home?

Xiao Wu blinked slowly, seeing the nostalgic expression on his master's face, and for the first time had an impulse.

"I'll get it back for you." Like before, I'll deliver everything you want right in front of you.

But... will you leave me?

"Is Xiaowu worried that I will leave you alone?"

Asakawa Xia looked at Xiao Wu with a smile, then stretched out her hand and rubbed Xiao Wu's head as before, and let out a sigh.

"It's so stupid... How could I just leave you behind like this?"

"I said, you are my knife, and I will love you."

In this way, Xiaowu's uneasiness was easily calmed down.

That's the kind of promise she'd always wanted.

Only this.

For this reason, Xiaowu can raise his own knife and do everything for his master.

But this mission is a little different from the previous ones.

After beheading all the monsters on the mountain, Xiao Wu looked down at the corpses at his feet, at the plain not far away, and at the white light ball slowly appearing in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

kill...

"Xiao Wu did a great job."

Her master didn't know when she stood behind her, and then hugged her gently.

"well-done."

"As expected of my knife."

"As expected of the knife I love."

Love.

With downcast eyes, Xiaowu smiled slowly: "Yes, master, I will deliver whatever you need."

Because I am loved by you.

For this, for this love to be continued...

at any cost.

Then, successive tasks appeared one after another, and sometimes Xiao Wu even forgot to think about something.

All she needs to do is swing the knife, get rid of those who are blocking her, and then bring back what the master needs.

until later.

In front of Osaka Castle, looking at the fires all over the city, Xiaowu looked at the two naginata Fusangshin in front of him, he hesitated for the first time.

The black and white twins had completely lost consciousness and fell quietly to the ground.

What Asakawa Xia wanted was for these two knives to be broken off and disappear completely.

Do you want to do it?

The hand holding the knife was a little hesitant. Just as Xiao Wu approached, he suddenly heard an anxious call from the other side.

"Catfish tail, bone ghoul!!!"

Taidao Fusangshen with long water-blue hair looked at the black and white twins inside the flames, and rushed in directly.

Xiao Wu, who was forced to leave because of the other party's appearance, looked at this scene, and the doubts in his heart continued to expand.

Obviously he was about to die, but he still wanted to rush in.

strangeness.

Just when Xiao Wu was thinking about whether to continue the mission, someone seemed to whisper a word in her ear.

"Because this is love."

Even if it is death, it doesn't matter.

That's brother.

"Who?!"

Holding the main body vigilantly, Xiaowu looked back, but saw nothing.

For the first time, this is the first time that Xiao Wu failed to complete the task.

But Asakawa Xia was not angry, she just told her to be more careful next time.

But because of this task, Xiao Wu began to use his rusty head to think about a problem.

Did she kill all the bad guys?

What exactly is she doing?

What exactly does her master want?

Do not understand, doubts.

Bigger and bigger and bigger.

The speed of swinging the knife gradually slowed down, and the doubts in his heart became more and more intense.

Then, until that day.

The moment Xiao Wu personally got in touch with the so-called "key to go home", Xiao Wu understood everything.

That is the origin of the world.

It is the consciousness of the world that has been forcibly torn apart.

What Asakawa Xia asked her to do was to collect the origins of these worlds.

This is not a big deal, but it will eventually lead to the collapse of the world.

The world is collapsing... that's all.

"Is it fake?"

Whispering, Xiao Wu tightly grasped the origin of the world in his hand.

Is it fake?

Her master loves her.

This is nothing but a misunderstanding.

Her owner just wanted to go home.

"Huh? You know everything."

Asakawa Xia who came out slowly had a smile that Xiaowu couldn't see through.

"I thought you'd never know until the end."

The sound of a long knife piercing through the body.

The familiar blade pierced through the chest.

That is her body.

"Fu Sangshen's knife penetrates Fu Sangshen, so will Fu Sangshen die?"

Asakawa Xia leaned closer and stuck to Xiaowu's ear: "I've always been curious."

"But forget it, after all, you are useless now."

Letting Xiaowu lie on the ground with her hands loose, Asakawa Xia was going to get the key.

"……Owner."

Can't see clearly, Xiao Wu's voice is very soft.

"You..." said to me, is it true?

please.

Please...don't say...

"Of course it's fake."

The girl who finally tore off the disguise still smiled innocently: "It's just that the system detects that you are more useful."

"Fu Sangshen, who longs for love, just need to say a few words in a charitable manner, and you will be a qualified knife, isn't it?"

"But thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't know how to collect all the keys by myself."

……fake.

Xiao Wu felt that something was broken.

Things that had been holding on all this time shattered.

What she had been longing for was nothing more than a lie.

In the end, what she thought she caught was actually fake.

"...don't..." Say it again.

"Even if it's a lie..."

Please stop talking.

she will die.

It will really die.

As if drowning, Xiaowu began to pant, weak and pitiful.

"I beg you……"

If it's a lie, please lie to her until the end.

If this is a dream, don't wake her up.

Just let her die in the dream...don't wake her up...

"But I think it's better for me to be honest."

Asakawa Xia squatted down, stretched out her hand and pinched Xiao Wu's chin.

"I know your past?"

The soft words wrapped around Xiaowu tightly like a poisonous snake, and the venom began to inject into her body.

"You used to have an older brother named Mustache. You were his imitation knife, and you were once loved by him. Of course, this is just an illusion. The truth is that he just regarded you as a substitute for his younger brother."

"You are jealous, you are unwilling, and then, you want to kill his younger brother to replace him."

A blurry image began to emerge in my mind, in which, a white-haired and golden-eyed Fu Sangshen stretched out his hand towards her.

"What a vicious guy, so you failed, so you were broken as a matter of course. It was broken and abandoned by the elder brother you have always respected."

Her body began to ache, and Xiao Wu seemed to see a sharp knife again in front of her eyes.

"And then..."

"And then you met your father, and a white crane. It's just a pity, how can a noble white crane be with a lowly crow? So, you were abandoned once in a while."

"This time, you were completely abandoned right? You were thrown into the box."

The loneliness once again entangled.

Xiao Wu's voice was broken beyond recognition.

"say no more……"

No, she didn't know.

Fake, all fake.

"Is this all true? You, Xiao Wu, imitation knife, a knife that is destined not to be liked by anyone. It seems that the only ending that suits you is to be abandoned forever."

"you……"

Asakawa Xia couldn't say the rest, because a dagger had penetrated her body.

"I used to love you sincerely."

Xiaowu hugged her, and his body pierced the bodies of the two.

"You lied to me."

"But you also remind me of the past."

The good and the painful.

"I've always wanted to be loved."

But never get it.

"I……"

Blood dripped from the corner of his lips, Xiao Wu watched his master die.

The fallen horns appeared on Fu Sangshen who devoured the Lord, which was a crime and a punishment.

"……sorry."

Stretching out his hand to cover the other person's eyes, Xiao Wu struggled to speak.

"sorry."

The knee pill that was once cut by her.

"sorry."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was thrown down by her.

"sorry."

The master who was killed by her.

"sorry."

All the people she brought to disaster and trouble.

"sorry."

world.

Stumbling towards the distance, Xiaowu sent back the origin of the world that he had destroyed piece by piece.

When the last fragment returned to its original position, Xiao Wuchao, who had no purpose at all, fell backwards.

very tired.

Very tired.

It seems that she came to this world to walk around to experience these terrible things.

"Did I do something wrong in my previous life?"

If there is reincarnation, then she must have committed a heinous crime in her previous life, right?

Get nowhere and always make bad choices.

Nothing promising, as if exuding a rotten breath from the inside out.

Nausea.

disgust.

waste.

monster.

"You... saved me?"

The pieced together will of the world turned into a small ball of light, looking at Fusangshen on the ground.

"No."

Gasping weakly, Xiao Wu just told the truth.

"is it?"

The will of the world leaned over and lightly touched Xiao Wu's fingertips.

"I like you very much."

You reached out to me.

"like……?"

A little light seemed to reappear in his eyes, but soon, Xiaowu fell into silence again.

Love the word... scares her now.

It hurts.

Just thinking about it makes my whole body ache.

But... why, I feel a little happy in my heart?

He wanted to laugh, but Xiao Wu couldn't.

At this time, the body of Asakawa Xia who was supposed to die not far away was engulfed by the evil of this world.

The black mud appeared because of the turmoil of the previous world, aimlessly engulfing everything it saw.

"Really...why did this happen?"

Sensing something was wrong, Xiaowu turned his head to look at the black mud in the distance, and noticed the fearful trembling of the light cluster behind him.

"...Will you trust me once?"

Stretching out his hand, Fu Sangshen, who had already been exhausted for a long time, asked softly: "Will you trust me, can I protect you well?"

The will of the world paused, then nodded: "As long as you say it, I will believe it."

Taking a breath, Xiaowu turned around, and the Taidao appeared in his hand.

"I used to get nowhere."

A knife swings out.

"But before I die, I want to be able to do one last thing."

The second knife was swung out.

"...I hope that the world is peaceful and healthy."

The third knife was swung out.

No matter how miserable she has been, there will always be good things in this world, right?

The silt torn by the light of the sword, and then, the dark sword used itself as a medium to press all the silt to the other side of the world, at the cost of falling into darkness.

"I used to be so eager to be loved, like a wild dog chasing the moonlight in the water."

Longing for the flowers in the mirror, the wild dogs in the water will get nothing in the end.

"The world has never been kind to me."

Lies, malice, abandonment.

All tragedies have been met by her, but...

"I... once... have loved this world so devoutly and sincerely..."

I have loved the flowers here, the sky here, the people here, and everything here.

So can't do it, can't do it and watch the world be destroyed.

However, this is the last thing she can do, right?

Ah... Thinking about it this way, she is not useless, is she?

……very nice.

And, goodbye.

-

From the outside world, the evil in this world seemed to have sensed it, and he tilted his head.

"Ah, I remembered some bad memories."

Tapping her chin with her fingertips, the girl hummed a song indifferently.

"But it's okay."

The sword that suppressed her was about to shatter.

Flowers that bloom tenaciously in the mud will eventually be swallowed by the mud.

In no time, she could tear the world apart.

The author has something to say:

Asakawa Natsu is actually the so-called raider, the world virus.

In the beginning, everything she said had hidden meaning.

As mentioned in the previous article, the owner of the cub who once devoured the master was Asakawa Xia.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!