[Inuyasha] The male protagonist is a yin sword

People saw that there used to be a tree in the city, to be precise, it was a plum tree.

The reason why I use the description "once" is not because the plum tree is no longer there, but because it is hard for people to imagine how it was in full bloom in the past.

The fire a few years ago reduced countless houses and palaces to scorched earth overnight. Although the plum trees in the courtyard survived, now only bare branches and blackened trunks remain.

She was a maid who came to work in the city after Renjian City was rebuilt, and she did not witness the fire that year.

Today, walking on the smooth mirror-like corridor, passing through layers of hanging bamboo curtains, and looking at the green courtyard, it is hard to imagine that there was a fire here a few years ago-unless you look at the courtyard dead wood.

If you touch the dry and brittle bark, you may still feel the faint residual scorching heat from that year, but except for the castellan of Hitomi Castle, no one will reach out to touch the plum blossom tree surrounded by Shimenawa.

This charred tree used to be a sacred tree in Renjian City, and it is still the case now. No matter it is rainy or snowy, there are always offerings in front of it all year round.

She had heard similar rumors many times. Although the fire that year had destroyed a large area of ​​the city and burned for a whole night, most of the people in the city survived and miraculously escaped the catastrophe.

"It's all blessed by the sacred tree." The surviving people said so, and over time, the new servants and maids were also infected.

The person who recommended her to work in the city was a servant who had served the city lord for many years. She was following behind him at the time. It was the first time she passed by the flower-scented garden, and she saw the plum trees surrounding Shimenawa at a glance.

The maid in the city needs to listen more, look less and talk less. She comes from a village near the castle town, and she didn't know the rules when she first started working. The old servant named Eemon didn't reprimand her, but he didn't answer her words either.

The old man with a skinny face sighed deeply, because his body, which was already a little rickety due to his age, seemed to bend slightly at that moment.

She shut her mouth and said no more. Everyone knew that working in the city was a rare job. Everyone saw that the city lord of the city was generous and kind, and treated his servants very gently. He was a rare monarch who truly loved the people like a son.

What's more, the maids in the city can work here for the rest of their lives with a salary without getting married. At that time, she thought that there was such a good thing. After entering the city, she found that there were not a few maids who had the same idea as her.

When she was working in the city, she was mainly responsible for cleaning the room, and it stands to reason that she would not have the opportunity to get in close contact with that adult.

She comes from the countryside, likes flowers and trees, and likes to hang out in the courtyard in her spare time.The first time she met the adult in the corridor of the courtyard, she didn't immediately recognize him.

The man in the dark blue coat is not so much the majestic lord of the city, but more like a noble son who came out of the story of the Heian period.

After regaining her senses, she saluted hastily, turned around and left quickly, thinking nervously that she would not be fired, right?At the same time, I couldn't help but resonate with everyone in the city:

Why is that lord... not married yet?

It might seem strange that this sentence was uttered by someone who didn't want to get married and fled to the city to be a maid, but could she be the same as that lord?

She recalled the appearance of that lord, and then recalled everyone's evaluation of that lord, and felt that the person who would reject that lord was either blind or deaf, or blind and deaf.

...Wait a minute, she seemed to have accidentally scolded Lord Yuji into it just now, so she took back what she just said.

Lord Yuji's family has a covenant with Renjiancheng. This covenant has been broken before, but now it is not maintained in the form of marriage-because Lord Yuji has become the head of the family.

In this world, female city lords are very rare, but not impossible.

At that time, the head of the family died of a sudden illness, several elder brothers of Lord Yuji died on the battlefield, and the family's descendants were scattered. It was Lord Yuji who took over the position of head of the family and maintained the precarious and dangerous situation of the family at that time.

The letter to establish the two covenants again was written and delivered by Lord Yuji herself—as the city lord.

Now that the two families are on good terms, although Master Yuji is the lord of the city, she will come to see the city every year, and every time she goes straight to the courtyard.

Yes, straight to the courtyard.

The lord of Renjian City, the Lord Yindao, has always been gentle and polite to others, but every time Yuji came to see the plum tree in the courtyard, that adult would always stand by the tree, as if Yuji would only move if she moved a little. With your hands, the scorched and brittle bark will peel off.

That appearance was very similar to that of the head maid who watched the servants clean the room with valuables.

Therefore, Lord Yuji and that adult often broke up, but in the second year, she would always appear as scheduled, rain or shine.

The spring flowers faded, the summer flowers bloomed, and the pond was covered with red maples. When she was cleaning the fallen leaves in the courtyard, she couldn't hold back and moved a little closer to the tree, and then a little closer.

It wasn't until she got really close to this plum tree, stood under the canopy without branches and leaves, and looked up at this ancient existence, that she realized how impolite it was to say that "there was once a plum tree in Hitomi City".

Before the human city was established, the other party had already taken root in this land for hundreds of years. If the history of Renjian City and the other party's history must be connected in some form, it should be the one where the other party once stayed. Human cities must have appeared on the land.

The wind blows, the maple leaves whisper, but this tree stands still, perhaps because the moment of human beings is too small, and it is impossible to shake the long time that the other party has experienced.

She often went to the courtyard afterwards.

"You don't have to hide from me."

She often meets that adult, because as long as the other party is not dealing with government affairs, he will definitely appear in this courtyard.

That lord is the most perfect person she has ever seen, and everyone in the city seems to think so, except for a very small group of people who occasionally say some nonsense about patricide.

Of course she didn't believe those words, Mr. Yindao was the gentlest person she had ever met, and he would even patiently talk to such a lowly maid like her.

He would ask her where she was from, how old she is, whether she has family members, whether she is used to living in the city, and why she likes this courtyard.He always listened patiently when she told him about herself.

Unlike some people in this world, when listening to her talk, their eyes seem to be looking at her, but their eyes actually penetrate her body, and their attention is simply unwilling to stay for a lowly person like her.

Lord Yin Dao is different, when he looks at a person, he is really looking at the other person.

"I like that tree in the yard," she said truthfully.

Something changed in the other person's expression, and she couldn't tell what it was.

The other party's voice was gentler than usual: "Me too."

The adult looked at the plum blossoms that would not bloom, and repeated in a low voice:

"Me too."

At that moment, she knew he was not talking to her.

She seemed to have discovered a secret, but she couldn't open it. All the people in the city who knew the secret, and all the maids and servants who had served in the city before the fire, were tacitly hiding a certain fact.

Master Yin Dao did not marry a wife.He was weak and unable to leave any heirs.

"I am a guilty person who will die at any time."

Master Yindao who said so, has survived every year.

Go through year after year.

Year by year.

Then, year after year.

Uemon, who recommended her to work in the city, was old. He was too old to walk, and he couldn't even sit up on the sickbed to greet the young master who came to visit him.

In this city, only Youemon can call that adult the young master.

As the night darkened and the candlelight slowly melted, she stayed on the outside of the partition and heard low voices from the living room, and then everything fell silent, and a thick and silent silence pervaded for a long time.

"...don't wait." Finally, the old voice begged.

"Don't wait any longer, young master."

The other person didn't make a sound.

She heard the sound of tears coming from behind the partition. The old servant who dedicated his whole life to this city must have treated Mr. Yindao as his own child long ago.

The first month of that year was much cooler than usual.

People in the city came and went, and she became much busier after becoming the head maid. Among the new maids this year, there was a very young child who often had nightmares in the middle of the night.

Although the frequency has decreased, she will still go to the courtyard, and the adult will still listen to her patiently.

After getting sick in the first month, his face seemed to have become paler, but he still insisted on waiting under the eaves of the courtyard without shelter, like he would do every year, every day, every winter and early spring in the past In that way, the back and the snow merge into one, looking at the dead wood in the courtyard motionlessly.

"Why does that kid have nightmares?"

She sighed: "It is said that it is because I can see things that ordinary people cannot see."

"Isn't it very common to say that children are more likely to see some... strange things than adults."

"Really." The adult's voice was gentle and quiet, "I've also heard that as children grow up, they will lose this ability when they become adults."

"It's too long to wait until you grow up."

She was talking ramblingly, probably because she was too relaxed. Years of getting along made it difficult for her to put on a serious attitude at work. Without paying attention, the words have already blurted out: "Have you ever been the same?"

She quickly realized the inappropriateness of this sentence.

People who are weak and sick can easily see things that do not belong to this world, but how can they say such things in front of themselves.

Silence fell with the fluttering snowflakes, layer upon layer, covering the empty and cold courtyard.

"...I've seen it." The adult didn't look at her, his gaze seemed to pass through the courtyard, pass through time, and fall to a place farther away and unreachable.

"When I was very young, I once saw it by chance," he raised his face slightly, as if he was watching the snowflakes in the air, as if he had returned to a snowy night many years ago, standing under the tree and watching the snowflakes flowing through the gaps in the flowers. Falling moonlight.

"A beautiful thing that shouldn't exist in this world."

"..."

She heard herself say, "And then?"

If a person loses the ability to see hidden things when he grows up, does he ever see the same sight again?

The grown-up did not answer her.

"It's very late." After a long time, the other party told her, "Go back."

Under the eaves of the corridor, the light of bronze lamps gradually lit up, and the snow in the courtyard reflected the lonely and cold twilight.

She stopped at the corner, turned around, and saw the back of the person who had been alone all these years, and stayed where she was after persuading her to leave.

……

How long can a person wait?

She has never liked anyone, nor has she ever been tempted, but after so many years, she has understood that it is not because of his weak body that the adult has never been married.

One after another, snowflakes fell silently from the sky.

Slowly, the snow became smaller, and the thin silver moonlight was like the rising tide of sea water, softly covering the dry treetops, no more than the cold and hard snow.

When she was about to turn around and leave, in the corner of her eye, the figure suddenly moved.

It seemed that the stiff limbs suddenly revived, and the coagulated blood suddenly began to rush. She didn't know what the other party saw or heard. From her perspective, he just seemed to stagger suddenly, and then fell into the white pool. Snow, silvery moonlight, left the promenade without warning.

The snow stopped at some point, the moonlight became extremely clear and bright, and the courtyard was covered with frost-white tulle, and she finally caught the slightest sound.

In the quiet and soft snowy night, the insignificant voice is infinitely amplified.

She looked at the scorched dead branches, and from the embers of the fire, a small color was slowly pushing away the moonlight falling on the branches——

……

"Snapped."

The author has something to say:

It's over, there will probably be another chapter.

It's HE.

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