God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

"I'm talking to you very seriously, little cat," Taidao standing still in the courtyard put the fat cat on the ground in front of him, "Don't challenge my patience all the time."

The moonlight cast a shadow on his face, and he suddenly looked as ferocious as a ghost whose arm was cut off back then.

"Is this question very important?" Madara glanced at the Fujiwara couple in the house, confirmed that they hadn't noticed him and then changed into his original form, trying to use his size to fight against the opponent's aura, "This attitude really makes me angry."

"To each other." Tai Dao smiled without giving an inch, "How about being honest?"

"...You are serious." The huge white beast looked at him for a while, lying on the ground and looking up at the moon, "To be honest, I didn't think about it."

"At the beginning, I just followed him because I thought it was very interesting. I watched him get hurt and suffered, and I couldn't learn how to protect myself. I watched him smile, cry, and have sweet dreams or nightmares," the beast said in a low voice, "I don't know when, It’s a little changed, I can’t see him getting hurt in front of me, and I sometimes think that it’s good to go on like this.”

"But he is just a human being. Human life is short like dew in the sun, and it will soon disappear, so seize every minute and every second and spend more time with him."

"...Let's talk about the future."

The beast shook its white tail and looked at the figure wielding a knife reflected on the curtains on the second floor. He didn't want to think about what might happen in the not-too-distant future. He only wanted now, only now.

"... Humans are all mortal," Taidao said softly, "I send away one master after another, some died of illness, some died of old age, and some just disappeared. Nothing special."

"So I have such a relationship with human beings. Maybe I will be broken first, maybe he will die first, and he is destined not to be with each other for a lifetime. The holder is like a symbol, which will be replaced automatically when the time comes."

Is such a world real?What is the meaning of my existence?Everything has been changing in an orderly manner for a long time, except...except for me.

Ah, and a younger brother with many names.

So what if it becomes a human body?How about being able to move around freely and taste food?It is still a battle where the ending can be seen at a glance, and the humans around are constantly repeating death and replacement, which is no different from before.

"But by accident, I actually feel that there is a human being who is very special. Just standing there, he has a different and clear outline from others." The person seen in the misty crowd, "I also have existences that want to approach actively, which is very interesting."

The beast turned his head, no expression was visible on his face, but his eyes were full of complexity.

Being attracted is the first step in giving affection, and he understands this process very well.

"After being by his side, there are more things that can arouse my interest."

"As for protection... I haven't thought about it that way," Taidao remembered the look of the interrogator returning with injuries, and laughed a little ecstatically, "No no, let's put it this way, it wasn't me who made him bleed, such a thing It's really unpleasant, and more than you, I can't allow him to get hurt where I can't see it."

"So, thinking that one day he will die somewhere I can't reach, it's better for me to make the decision," Mustache looked at his palm, "Because all human beings are mortal..."

"Even if you are both monsters, your thoughts are very strange," Madara said straightforwardly, "If you die, you will never see them again. Do you really want to do this?"

"That's why I'm still hesitant, it's really ugly." Taidao turned his head, "Tell me, will you do this?"

"Of course not," Madara retorted, "I just need to be with him. It's only a short time anyway. After he dies, I will return to a normal life."

Tachi's bright golden pupils stared at him emotionlessly.

"...Even if it takes a long time to feel pain, I think it's worth it," Madara took a long breath, "...There was a guy who once said, 'Once you get love, as long as you give love, It will never be forgotten again'."

"I think what he said is right. The feelings you have created can't be taken back. Since you are destined to suffer, why don't you enjoy it now?"

We timidly approach human beings, try to deliver trust, and finally get a heart-wrenching parting, then we will squander every minute and every second of happiness now, just like flying insects rushing towards bright flames, the ending is already doomed, At least let the memory of the process be filled with bright colors.

Taidao looked at the sky calmly, then sighed slowly.

"Go back, that boy is very worried about you."

"...?" Banban turned back into a lucky cat with a bang, and asked in disbelief, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Haha, in fact, after living for so many years, I don't care about many things anymore," Taidao walked into the house with his back turned, "Including this."

"Which one is this? Does it mean that you don't care about the difference in the future?" Lucky Cat sprinted to catch up with him, "You have lied to me so much, but you are talking about yourself!"

Even if one day he is doomed to watch him die, the desire to get close to him now is not fake, didn't my brother also say that?Don't do things that make you unhappy. The pleasure at this moment is exchanged for the pain in the future. In this case... it doesn't really matter.

"Higakiri-san... has nothing to do with the teacher, right?"

After practicing swinging the knife for a while, Natsume finally asked.

Although I didn't hear any earth-shattering movements, it shouldn't be a fight, but the atmosphere just now really felt bad.

"It's nothing..." Kagemaru was also in a state of absent-mindedness, "Brother, he wouldn't be angry with a fat cat."

At least not before.

"……?"

"What?" Keimaru, who couldn't hear clearly because he had been thinking about something, came back to his senses.

"I said, the relationship between your brothers is really very good, have you been together all the time?" Natsume asked.

"No, we've only been together for a short time, and we reunited recently." The heavy look on Kagemaru's face disappeared, replaced by a look of pride, "It's very obvious that our brothers have a good relationship, right?"

"It's a very tacit understanding," Natsume thought for a while, and smiled embarrassedly, "Because I don't have any brothers, I am very envious of the atmosphere between you, as if there is an invisible thread connecting each other."

"My brother and I separated shortly after we were born," Keimaru sat down cross-legged on the tatami, calling Natsume, who had no intention of practicing, to rest for a while, "then we met and parted for a short time, and we didn't get together again until... a while ago. , with a common master.”

"Mr. Jingmo?"

"Yes," Kagemaru didn't intend to say too much, "I won't leave my brother again...he needs me."

His best brother has been in a state of indifference to everything since he appeared, and if he doesn't follow closely, he will disappear from this world.

It clearly exists, but it seems to be in a very far away place, overlooking everything in the world coldly and meaninglessly through something, and I am the connection point between my brother and this world.

Only when you look at yourself, those golden pupils will bring warmth and emotion, so... the saying that our brothers have a good relationship is by no means a lie, it is something that can be truly felt.

In the world of knives, there is no difference between human beings and moving stones, but as Fusangshen, this is not acceptable. Although the current affairs did not explicitly state it, they can all vaguely feel that human beings are an important part of Fusangshen.

So he needs a god judge...to help his brother.

Fortunately, I made the right choice this time.

That is a very special person, even compared with the previous generations of holders, he is also a very special one.

That's right, the elder brother said that he knew that he would like him when he first met this person, and they are brothers with exactly the same preferences.

I was also the one who felt that my brother would like such a god-inspector when I first met him. Maybe besides being relaxed, he could also make my brother happier.

Ever since I came to this Honmaru, I have rarely seen my brother get angry again. The most recent time was when the judge was injured and came back. Although he practiced with a wooden knife that day, he was still beaten very painfully—by the way , as a close servant, Tsurumaru was several times more serious than himself, and the bruises on his body began to dissipate after three days.

Kenmaru couldn't help but twitched his lips, no matter what choice his brother made, he would definitely support it.

"let me help you."

On the second day of living in the Fujiwara house, Kemaru stretched out his hand to help the woman hang the wide and large quilt cover high, while Higakiri sat on the porch and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Natsume got up late in the morning and hurried to school, the fat cat ran away with him, leaving the two brothers at home, and Kichimaru, who had nothing to do, couldn't see Toko struggling to dry on his toes, so he helped out Chores that Honmaru doesn't care about.

"Ah, thank you so much," Tazi clasped his hands together and said happily, "The boy is really strong. I can't be so relaxed by myself. Did you rest well yesterday?"

"Slept well," Kemaru replied politely, "Thank you for the hospitality, I hope my brother and I didn't cause you any trouble."

"Where, Mr. Guizhi seldom brings friends back. I was very happy when I said it yesterday," the woman smiled softly, "That child has a very gentle personality, and he won't tell us if he has troubles. He is very mature, but I still occasionally think, if only we could rely on us more."

"Is this what the parents think?" Mustache also came over and asked after listening to this passage.

"Yes, no matter how old the child is, I still want him to tell me about his troubles and troubles. Maybe I can help?" Tazi took them into the living room and made a pot of water. The tea was served, "Although I'm a little overwhelmed, my troubles will be relieved when I talk about it, and I'll be happier if I share the happy things. I really hope he can act like a baby to us."

"Hmm..." Hidekiri thoughtfully substituting the attitude of the judge, so is it the reason why those who can act like a baby have an advantage.

"You might laugh at me if you say it," Tazi said shyly, "Kizhi-kun was already a young boy when he came to our house, sometimes I still think, Guizhi-kun must have been cute when he was young, miss it It makes me feel sorry for this.”

"Oh..." It's very simple this time, the fusangshen in the main pill took their seats one by one, looking forward to the shrinking appearance of the god judge with bright eyes every day.

"That kid, sometimes he thinks too much," Tazi said with a sigh, "It's actually okay, I know."

Knowing that he can see things that others can't see, although I secretly worry about it, but seeing his smile increasing day by day, I feel very relieved.

You who stood alone in the courtyard talking last night are not ordinary people. I can breathe a sigh of relief knowing that he has such a friend who can deliver his thoughts.

Tazi rubbed his face, got up and walked to the kitchen: "I'll go get some snacks, can yokan be okay... huh? You forgot Kishi-kun's bento again!"

"Oh? Let's go and give it to him." Mustache blinked and said with a smile, "I happened to be walking around."

"What's the point of that..."

"...Tell me the specific place," Genmaru sighed, and went to pick up the packed lunch box resignedly, "Please don't prepare our brother's lunch."

Hidekiri happily changed his shoes, waiting for his younger brother to lead him the way.

School, what kind of place is it?

"Ah... I forgot to bring my bento."

Natsume sighed depressingly, now he can only buy something to eat.

"Natsume, what did you do last night? Seeing your sluggish look, you were almost late in the morning."

Nishimura slapped him on the shoulder from behind, just touching the sore muscle, making Natsume tremble uncontrollably.

"Eh? What are you doing, tell me, could it be...?" Nishimura showed a connotative look of "you understand".

"There were guests at home yesterday," Natsume said hesitantly, "so I just slept a little late."

"Is she a big beauty?" Nishimura immediately asked with bright eyes.

"No, it's a man. Why do you always think of beautiful women? I'm going to buy food today. Do you want to go together?"

"Men, I'm not interested in men," Nishimura immediately became frustrated, "Let's go, didn't Aunt Tazi make you a lunch today?"

"I forgot to take it." Natsume cleaned up the desk and planned to eat something to make do with it. The teacher didn't remind him today, so he didn't know where he went...

"Wow... Natsume, look, who is that? It looks like a foreigner!"

Nishimura suddenly stabbed him with an elbow: "He walked into our classroom, who are you looking for?"

Natsume, who felt uncomfortable after hearing this description, looked up and saw Higakiri standing at the door and waving at him, while Kemaru, who had a headache on his face, stood by with a bento.

"...that's my guest..."

The author has something to say: Once you get love, once you give love, it will never be forgotten

This sentence comes from Natsume’s Book of Friends, the episode of Lushen

I love this quote =v=

I'm super busy today, so I'll disappear first...I'll speed up the pace a little bit about the text!