[Comprehensive] Sims can see hell, help!

People who voluntarily serve the gods... In the end, they each retired.

This time, the human beings who were rejected by the gods did not show signs of bewilderment or self-blame. On the contrary, they left respectfully with intoxicated and dreamy smiles, and it seemed that they were no longer disturbed by the daily life of the gods. the meaning of.

It is a matter of course to trust the servants of the gods. Sometimes, human beings are easily misled by the beautiful scenery they see.

——Of course, this time, there is no possibility of any "misunderstanding".

The Sword Fusangshen will undoubtedly serve their own Ji Jun well, and they don't need unrelated humans to worry about it.

Since being awakened by Aphra again, Token Fusangshin has naturally taken over the current affairs that the master is worrying about. Touken Fusangshin looked at each other, and selected from among the companions that Honmaru knew well, a calm personality who was used to dealing with foreign negotiations. Sword, a few words, and sent the eager guy away.

Even the lovely Fujihime stood at the gate of the palace, and after a moment of nostalgia, she bent down respectfully.

"There is no need to disturb the god's rest now, Yaye will take care of everything and wait for the time to save Kyo together with the god"—that's what it seems to say.

Before she recovered her senses, she realized that her own sword had already taken care of everything. Facing the suffering master who was not in a hurry, what could Aphra do?

With a blank face because of excessive shame, Aphra just sent away all the unfamiliar humans.

Unknown to the outside world, the deity's "noble and indifferent" attitude has been spread. As soon as the gate of the palace was closed, Aphra puffed up her cheeks, covered her face with her hands desperately, and flew around twice in place.

Ah ah ah I am ashamed to explode, help.

Because of the excessive shame and indignation, the mood is in a wonderful calm, which is probably referred to as the stage of "breaking the cans and smashing".

Aphra in this state, when the fusangshen gathered together consciously, she put down her hands and showed an extremely calm demeanor.

"Well. That's it, as you can see," Aphra said, "This is no longer Sengoku, but Heian-kyo."

The little girl stepped on the ground, letting her toes feel the smooth and cold ground, as if she had a sense of reality.

"If I want to explain, it's... the space-time machine, uh, after collecting everyone's bodies into the carry-on list, I jumped in, and then, I heard the voice calling for help," Aphra stammered and explained, not knowing The principle that even I can't fully understand, whether it can answer everyone's doubts, "... In short, I didn't step into this time and space because of good intentions. Of course, if I can, I will help, I will definitely help... But , I also vaguely felt the existence of Token Fusangshen, um, is it because everyone was awakened...?"

The little girl who explained more and more confused bit her lips, turned her head a little shyly, and after a pause, mustered up her courage again and smiled at everyone.

"Ah, because there is no way to discuss with everyone... Is it okay for you to choose this place? Is there anyone who is disgusted with the era of Heian-kyo? It will hurt your own body, or because of the timeline, something I don't understand. , Is there any paradox that contradicts the story of my own birth? Ah, I really don’t understand this, if it hurts you, you must tell me—”

"Ahem," someone actually cleared her throat, which shocked Afra, thinking that Sword Fusangshen would really suffer some kind of harm, so she quickly looked up.

The first sword awakened by her, one of the five swords of the world born in Heian-kyo, had a sullen face, and his expression turned cold.

When the smile disappeared, Sanri Yuezong's awe-inspiring beauty turned into a cold moon hanging in the night almost in an instant, making it impossible for people to touch.

"Yes, Ji Jun," San Riyue said softly, causing the little girl to panic immediately, "Because you underestimated our determination to be by your side, it's really disappointing."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who also originated in Heian-kyo, also took a step forward.

However, this Taidao couldn't hold back the smile on his face at all, so he simply accused it with a smile-acting like a baby, "So, even if the blade is broken, you have to be by the master's side, how, how? Hearing this In a word, isn’t it super touching? Generally speaking, it seems that the judges all—pain!”

Putting down the hand that just patted Tsurumaru's back, the elegant and gentle smile on Yiqi Yizhen's face remained unchanged, and the gentle voice comforted Afra's mood when he was slightly startled by Tsurumaru: "Tsurumaru is exaggerating." One point," Yiqi Yizhen took a step to the side at the same time, dodging Tsurumaru's vengeful hand, "—but, our feelings are the same. No matter what, we want to be by the side of the main hall, never If you don’t want to return to the darkness, no matter what price you pay, what’s more, the different time and space have never harmed our bodies?”

Even the cute Zhengtai short swords boldly surrounded Afra, "Master, we are all fine!", "Thank you, master, for your concern, hehe~", and "It was the same just now, there is no problem. I feel uncomfortable, and it’s like falling asleep when I return to my body! I’m not afraid at all!”

Aphra... Aphra was successfully comforted, although she began to secretly despise herself in her heart for always worrying too much, whether it would make others feel impatient because it was too cumbersome.

At the same time, I also feel that getting along with Touken Fusangshin is more and more like an otome game...Is it an illusion? ! !

The little girl shook her head in confusion, trying to throw away all the messy thoughts.

"Okay!" Aphra took a deep breath and said energetically, "Let's get familiar with this place, and then discuss the next step!"

The little girl who mustered up the courage to face a strange world suggested this.

***

For the two swords of the demon king who just woke up and followed their new master without hesitation, there is probably only one word that is suitable to describe the new master:

--"Innocent".

For anyone, even someone who struggled to survive for only a month in the Warring States Period, the word has probably worn away from him, and there is no trace of it anymore.

Hasebe straightened up, moved the overly cumbersome decoration to the other side, and secretly observed the new owner while turning around.

This god, who obviously possesses huge spiritual power that can be felt instantly, but is not conscious, is discussing something softly with the few swords that are most familiar with this era.

Hasebe thought for a while, then quietly withdrew to the outside of the corridor.

However, even though they did not intend to pry into any secrets of the master, the conversation that did not lower their voices to discuss, still drifted to the ears of Yakiri Hasebe.

It's not a matter of life or death or saving the world at all. What the new owner and the rest of the swords worry about is actually just such trivial things as daily food and clothing!

"How can I maintain my daily life if I reject the maids and guards?", "I don't want to disturb others too much...but I have to maintain my basic life", these are all such insignificant words.

Some people even suggested "How about opening up the countryside and starting Hatatoban!" - no doubt, this must be what Tsurumaru Kuninaga said.

Hasebe sighed silently, withdrew, stood on the flat ground of the palace, and folded his arms.

After staying in the era of frequent wars for too long and being awakened by the government of the time, he has been fighting against historical restorationists. He almost forgot that he is loved and carefree. What does an ordinary and troubled girl look like.

Judges don't count.Hasebe, who is used to changing masters, has already erased the image of that person from his mind.

He devoted all his loyalty and fanaticism to each of his masters, but was able to quickly forget after being abandoned. Hasebe, who has the ability to quickly accept a new master, should be considered affectionate or cold, it really doesn't matter. Feel free to define.

As for Zong Sanzuo's writing, he is another kind of cool appearance.

Dao, who claims to be a "bird in a cage", does he regard the cage as a cage for self-imprisonment, or as a fortress to prevent others from approaching?

I don't know how long I have been kept in the dark captivity, even if it is a simple short knife, it will give birth to a psychological shadow that is difficult to break free.

What's more, what about the precious sword of the Demon King's family, which has already experienced a lot of hardships in the Warring States Period?

Sosan Zuowen, who was leaning on the lakeside, seemed to feel the gaze of Hasebe, and raised his eyes slightly, showing a chuckle full of sarcasm.

Hasebe pressed and turned his gaze away, not caring about the coldness on his companion.

After being abandoned by the judge of the gods, I believe it is difficult to have a sword to pay the gods, and to be able to have an intimate dependence on other people, right?

I really don't know, how many of those swords that can smile brightly to their new owners are sincere?

Desperately ignoring his own instinct of wanting to be close to his new owner, and using pain to tell himself not to forget the lesson, Hasebe, who also wanted to keep a safe distance, in case he would be hurt the next time he was abandoned. ...there is no way to recover.

If he was abandoned by such a master who would pull himself out from the darkness, Yaki Hasebe would rather choose to be undone with a knife than to be awakened again.

How about just letting the journey stop?He has had enough.

However, he would not let his master get hurt in front of him anyway.

Even if the fate of being abandoned cannot be changed, Yaki Hasebe still has his own pride.

——This is also the reason why, when the night was gradually falling and he inadvertently saw the back of Aphra alone, he endured it and still followed involuntarily.

It's not because of caring! !It's just, just, his own pride!

Thinking like this, he was wary of the surrounding Hasebe, and walked behind Aphra, only to see the little girl tilt her head, full of curiosity.

"You... it feels familiar, doesn't it?"

Following the girl's words, a beautiful figure appeared from behind the trees.

The beautiful woman floating in mid-air, surrounded by spells, was a little timid and expectant, and looked up at the girl's eyebrows.

"Hey, yes, that's how it is," this obviously inhuman monster summoned up courage and told the gods his real name: "You... how lucky I am, I am—"

she says.

"I am, Bana Flower."