[Comprehensive] It's not that there is a problem with the way I make friends

"So, he left such a little thing under the porch of the dojo?"

The slender fingertips gently pinched a small black thing that was only the length of a fingernail.After reading it confidently, the boy put it back again.

It's just a small monitor. Although the shape is different, Yue Jian is already familiar with this kind of thing.

——Not long ago, Gin gave 12 points of enthusiasm and 120 million points of action to install this kind of thing by his side.

"I was so scared that I didn't dare to move at all, but I still wanted to leave something small in the end. This Kudo-senpai really lived up to his reputation as a detective. He was so courageous...don't move."

Gently patted Mikazuki who was about to smile when he opened his mouth, Yuejian lowered his head, put one hand on his cheek to support his head, two fingers just opened his eyelids, and the other hand carefully put the light blue The contact lenses are taken out.

"The corners of the eyes are a little red, don't wear any colored contact lenses next time, won't it be uncomfortable?"

Handing the small thing that he took off to Yaken who was standing by, Tsukimi took the eye drops from him and carefully unscrewed the cap.

"Hahaha, I can't help it. Although I can do more with my body, there are times when I'm in trouble."

After seeing off the guests, San Riyue was relieved to finally not have to wear that thing on his eyeballs, blinking his red eye sockets, he stretched out his hand to rub it as he always felt that there was still a foreign body sensation.Then, Yuejian quickly slapped it away again.

"I told you not to move around... Even if you are a god, you still need to take good care of your body."

After ordering some eye drops for this guy whose self-care ability is infinitely approaching to nothing, and using a handkerchief to dry up the excess drops that dripped from the corners of his eyes, Yue Jian let go of this pretty face.

"Okay, how do you feel now?"

Sanriyue, who had been wearing colored contact lenses for most of the day, blinked and blinked again, confirming that there was no such a distinct foreign body sensation that he couldn't help but want to rub it, and then nodded.

"It's okay, I'll trouble Xiaoyue to see you again!"

"Don't wear it in the future, no matter how strange it is, no one will trouble us."

It's not because of Usami's status as the heir, but purely her own strength, which is enough for Yuejian to have such confidence.

Therefore, there is no need to wrong yourself.

In fact, if it wasn't for the complicated situation in the soul world and the virtual circle, he would not be willing to cause trouble for Aizen who has helped him a lot. Yue Jian was originally unwilling to let Stark and the others wear that special able-bodied To prevent the leakage of spiritual power.

It sounds uncomfortable.

"Okay, let's go and rest. I still have some business to do. I'll come to you for afternoon tea after I deal with it."

"Oh, this can't be done. For afternoon tea, now is the right time!"

In the current posture, the sitting Sanriyue stretched out her hand to stop the standing young boy's waist, smiling.

"Yaoyan, can I trouble you to make some preparations?"

He turned his head and said in awe to the black hair who was packing up the sundries.

"That's not a problem, but Sanriyuedian, your posture is too indecent."

"Hahaha, is that right? I can't help it. I really miss my lord's petite appearance. Besides, the old man really wants to kiss..."

The rest of the words were blocked by the young man's finger poked between his foreheads.

Yuejian pulled away the two hands wrapped around her waist: "Is it really okay to say this kind of thing in front of the person involved?"

Without any embarrassment, he withdrew his arms, took off the false colored contact lenses, and Fu Sangshen revealed his true face, with two crescent moons shining brightly in his eyes.He raised the wide sleeves of his hunting clothes, tilted his head, and lamented in a subtle way.

"The little lord has grown up, and he can't be hugged like before. In the future, if you have someone you like, I'm afraid you will have to think carefully about getting close!"

"You didn't know me when I was young!"

Turning a deaf ear to the implication of the thoughtful Fusangshen, Yue Jian stretched out his hand and threw the monitor that had been put aside as it was back into that inconspicuous corner.

When Kudo Shinichi did this, he must have considered that there are usually very few people cleaning up the porches of the dojo every day.When it needs to be cleaned, such a small monitor has long been buried in the dust and will not be found again.

She was very thoughtful, but she underestimated Yaoken's investigative capabilities.

And, in this world, apart from science, there are mysterious things that don't make sense.

Therefore, even if the monitor works well, there is no way to hear the chat content of Yue Jian and others.

Sitting sideways on the corridor, with his legs sticking out from the corridor, swaying one after another, after receiving the afternoon tea sent by Yaoyan, Yuejian asked this person beside him, who was not very particular about his sitting posture because there were no outsiders around Pay the gods.

"What do you want to ask Sanriyue?"

As I said before, this inhumanly beautiful Fu Sangshen is usually a grandfather who has nothing to do while drinking tea and admiring flowers, and can't even take care of himself. Moon will respect this Patriarch.

Now it was obvious that he had something to ask, although the boy was a little nervous, he sat down obediently.

Seeing the boy's unknowingly fluttering eyes, Fu Sangshen, with the crescent moon hidden in his eyes, smiled and laughed quietly in his stomach, seeing that the swinging calves stopped moving, he just praised him. Holding a teacup in a dignified manner.

"Two days ago, at the invitation of Yoshitsune, I went to hell."

Speaking of which, he has no direct relationship with Yuan Yoshitsune.However, San Riyue, as a sword Fusangshen, has a close relationship with his weapons.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the Yoshitsune Guild in hell to invite Sankayue, who is also the Sanjo Sword Sect, because of his bodyguard sword Jinjian, through the relationship of the ghost lamp.

However, this has nothing to do with what Sanriyue will say next.After mentioning it a little bit, he just skipped it.

"When I was chatting with His Highness Ghost Lamp, I heard him say that Xiaoyuejian should be welcomed to heaven after living her life, right?"

The hanging calf slowly swayed again. Under the warm sunlight, the boy narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was casual.

"It seems to be said that way, but it is meaningless, after all, the facts created in the past cannot be changed."

Monthly sightings are rare, no, it should be said that I never think about it, if I have chosen this way, will the future be different, this kind of meaningless but still makes people unable to help thinking question.

From this point of view, Sanriyue felt that the little lord she had chosen was actually quite different from ordinary humans.

He seemed to have an innate divinity.

Yes, divinity.

This is the conclusion that Sanriyue came to after getting along for such a long time.

He had seen this kind of divinity in another person before, the god of death named Aizen Soyousuke who handed him over to Tsukimi.

Things that I didn't quite understand before are now understood.

Why did that man with cold eyes naturally show a warm expression when facing his little master alone.

Because like people are always attracted to each other.

And a person with divinity is doomed to be extremely lonely.

So lonely, even if the spirit is as tough as Aizen, when encountering the moon that gently sheds his own light, he can't help approaching and seeking understanding like moths to a flame.

Sighing secretly, Sanriyue asked softly with an unchanged smiling face.

"Don't say it so indifferently, this means that you could have become the God of Tianjin, but now you are developing in the direction of the God of Disaster."

The two gods represent different priesthoods, and there is no distinction between them.It's just that human beings will distinguish between the two gods because of their instinctive yearning for beauty.

Even the crescent moon sometimes feels a pity.Of course, it’s not about the so-called status, it’s just that the warm and soft master who tilts his head and smiles cutely with two crescent moons is more suitable for the bright and positive identity of Tianjin God.

"This, in fact, after Mr. Aizen put my name on the death register, it has already been settled. The god of death, no matter how small the priesthood is, has nothing to do with the God of Tianjin."

Especially after he took over the organization, the facts that were not obvious at first gradually became clear.As his strength increased, this cognition appeared in his mind as if he was born with it.

If it is said that he only received positive prayers before, now, it can be said that he can hear whatever he wants, whether it is bright or dark.

"I know what you're worried about, Crescent Moon. But it's okay."

After carefully thinking about his current situation, Yuejian Rare said in a slightly hesitant tone.

"I already have a feeling about my future path. How should I put it, it seems that it can't be defined by the simple god of Tianjin or the god of evil."

Unlike Brother Zhen who is completely a big devil, even if he takes over an organization that is not in line with the front, Yuejian is not for the purpose of expanding the black world.

If I have to say it, it is to maintain order!

In the blink of an eye, the young man who was paralyzed by the sun and limp on the warm wooden corridor suddenly had a little more understanding in his heart.

I see.

With the corners of his mouth curled up, the boy who was so white in the sun that it was almost glistening in the sun quietly fell asleep with his pillow on his wrist.Fu Sangshen, who was drinking tea, couldn't bear to sigh because of his peaceful appearance, for fear of sparing his dream.

A tall figure slowly stepped out of a shadowy place where the sun could not reach.

The person who came bent down, stuffed the beautiful dumpling on the ground into his arms with an extremely skillful gesture, turned around and looked at Lan Yifusangshen's light eyes before leaving, with the words "You are too much in charge" written brightly. There are more big characters of '.

Seeing his lord unconsciously rubbing against the visitor's light-colored bathrobe in his sleep, and finally resting on the other's chest, Fu Sangshen couldn't bear to look directly at the satisfied sample that had finally settled down.

Unable to bear it, he took another long breath.