i may be a bug

so you get it?

The reason I don't have a shrine?

——Tanikawa Kakutani

The longest time I've ever stayed in one place came out.

Because there is a god in that place, the first time there was a flood, he forcibly changed the river course, so I couldn't go.The second time I saw the fallen demon being bewitched by the gods, I thought I could leave, but the gods forcibly broke my heart back.

I got emotional in the letter to Ara: "This is where I want to build the shrine!"

Huang's reply to me was very concise: "Come back."

I can only say goodbye to God unilaterally with regret.Why is it unilateral?In the eyes of that god, I should be a person passing by by chance, and I should be guarded by him without discrimination.

I have neither the radiance of a god nor the aura of a god on my body, and the divine book that can prove my identity as a god is in Gao Tianyuan.And the Fengshen I met was born from the expectations of human beings, not the god of Gao Tianyuan.

A wind god who maintains his existence solely by the faith of human beings.

I have seen a lot of gods like this, and they will dissipate if they are forgotten, that is, this kind of god has the greatest degree of tenderness towards human beings.

Even if it is a man-made disaster god.

A god born out of human resentment and fear is also gentle to people, but because he was born with negative emotions, his gentleness can only be expressed through negative emotions.

I hope that there is a god who can bring disasters.

Hope some ghost eats that family.

It's so disgusting, I'm going to die if I'm so disgusting!

……

"I am, for wish, to kill."

The gods fulfill their wishes, and believers offer offerings.However, the wishes received by the God of Misfortune are all insidious, so enshrining them is very scary.

It’s okay for the God of Wojin who is bound by humans, but God of Wotsu who is not bound like me will always run into disasters when he runs around in the world.

People think that I am a disaster, so I am a disaster.

We don't discuss whether the disaster was about to happen, but the God of Misfortune went to that place because of the attraction of human will, or whether the disaster happened only after the God of Misfortune went.

This question is of the same nature as which came first, the chicken or the egg. Either there is no reliable answer, or it is a Russian nesting doll.

The god of disaster is considered to be the god of disaster, and there is no way to appear in the world openly, let alone the shrine of god of disaster.There are basically no good people enshrining the God of Misfortune.

But I want a shrine.

The origin of this ideal is also very simple. In the memories of my being taken in by supernatural powers, there is nothing left, such as the sense of déjà vu.

My identity as a god of misfortune brought me a sense of sight, and then the sense of sight reminded me that there should be a shrine.

I mentioned my ideal to Huang, and he said at the time that I was looking for my own death.

"You don't understand what human belief is?"

His eyes reminded me of the deep sea that day. I soaked there for a day and a night. Now that I think about it, it’s my mental toughness that I don’t have abyssal phobia.

"I want a stable residence, I don't want people's beliefs."

I just want a shrine, and the priestess believers in it are all me. As for people's beliefs, I haven't thought about it.

As the god of Inari, Oyatsu has a gentle personality, different from the cold outside and hot inside, she has always been gentle.

She is so gentle, she is a god who is close to human beings and has hope for human beings, but she has no dissatisfaction with Arana and I sometimes don't care about human beings, and she will not try to make us be as friendly as her.

"I will be very happy if I get approval, and I am very happy if you have other opinions."

Even such a friendly god knows it.

Gods and people are different.

A serious god can choose to love the world, or he can choose to hate it, it is always a choice.

I'm a decent god in the unconventional sense.

The traditional God of Misfortune did not let Amaterasu's residence collapse.

Another point is that when I was transformed into a God of Misfortune by the resentment of human beings, I was still a living person.

I'm lucky, no kidding.

When I had such a terrible calamity physique, I should have been buried in the soil by natural and man-made disasters and lost my life, so that I could successfully become a disaster god, be affected by people's resentment, listen to their malice, and do all kinds of evil.

For me at that time, human beliefs would drag me into the abyss.

Then, logically, he was subdued by the Onmyoji as an evil spirit, and became the knife in his hand.

"You really thought there would be so much gratuitous malice?"

I thought there was.

However, there is actually no difference between bearing so much malice from others for no reason, and being calculated or even cursed through the name to bear so much malice.

It is only now that I know that the resentment that I regard as ink that can be materialized is actually a curse.

"What is the effect?"

"It will kill you."

I really hope this onmyoji is still alive, because I think the Resentment brand ink is very easy to use, and the color does not fade on paper.But Huang said that this kind of curse has a great backlash on people, not to mention that my behavior of using resentment as ink caused a very long-lasting backlash on that onmyoji.

Let him watch his body deteriorating day by day, until I used up the last drop of resentment, and he finally died.

Before that, even if he was mortally wounded and his heart was crushed by a monster attack, he still couldn't die.

"Those who intend to create gods will always pay the price."

That's it.

Even if I'm lucky now, I didn't lose my life, and I didn't have problems with those resentments, and I became a serious god, it's not a reason for me to forgive him.

A person who hurts others, uses the reason that he did not cause real harm to others and let others have a good result, so that people can forgive him confidently. He must be not in a good mind.

So when dealing with such a person, treat him as dead.

The onmyoji here who intends to create gods is indeed dead, and this is something worth celebrating.I even blamed him without hesitation, plausibly saying: "I'll just say, my physique is fine, everything is the curse of that onmyoji."

"Ha ha."

Boss Huang didn't even want to give me a look.

I have now become the god of misfortune, and the buff I have with me is already a calamity. Is it because of the curse of the onmyoji that I obtained the calamity physique or I originally had the calamity physique? Cough, I won’t discuss it.Anyway, if the blame is given to him, the dead will not jump out to refute. If I jump out, I will hammer him in.

World Peace.

It's just that world peace can't solve the problem of my shrine, which makes me always want to go to the underworld to see if the onmyoji is still there. If he is still there, I will stay with him for a few days and let him experience what is so terrifying.If not, then I can only go to his grave to see if I can blow it up once.

Huang, the god I was optimistic about, wouldn't let me continue to stay with Huo Huo, because he was afraid that the god who survived after I became neighbors with him would disappear in a few days, so Huang asked me to come back.But Huang had no better suggestion.

Yujinjin chose a location for me, near her shrine, not too far away, we can drop by at any time.On the first day I went there, Yu Jiajin and I saw our old friend Big Catfish again, and the vicinity shook for a long time.

Yu Yanjin said softly, "Don't be afraid."

I'm not afraid, what I should be afraid of is the big catfish.

When Huang came down to see the situation, I kept the big catfish in the water tank, thinking that if it was bigger, it would be able to stew a big pot of fish soup, the kind that could last for a year.

Next to me, Yu Yanjin tidied up the paintings I drew for the big catfish.

The big catfish is really fateful. I didn’t die after I finished painting it. It’s much better than the mountains and rivers I’ve painted. But it looks very scared, hiding under the reflection of Yujin in the water tank, trying to make Yuyan Give it a little courage.

"Is steamed catfish delicious?"

Huang who just arrived: "Go and eat the stone distance."

I smiled and squinted my eyes: "But I can't go to the beach."

Last time, I went to the sea for a stone distance, for the big octopus above, and then?There was a tsunami, and Shi Ju died on the spot.I was soaking in the sea and was fished up by the black-faced Huang.

On the first day of staying next to Mikutsu Shrine, ingredients x 1.

The next day, I went to Arara's shrine for the safety of Oyatsu.The reason was that there was a flood, and the Yujinjin Shrine was on the top of the mountain, and the flood reached the middle of the mountain. Except for the mountain of her shrine, all other mountains around it collapsed.

Her devotees say it is a miracle of God Inari.

I, the one who really brought this miracle, was put into her shrine by Mitsu.Yu Yanjin gave me part of her incense.In order not to cause panic to her believers, under my suggestion, the word "Futsu Sui" on the shrine was changed to the character "Sui" written by me.

"The words are not bad."

I'll take it as a very good idea of ​​"Shang Ke". Anyway, what comes out of Huang's mouth is always subject to literary processing.

Huang is a big boss. The big boss has a bunch of shrines built by believers. One or two of them died because of the death of believers. Is it okay to only have one shrine?

Until Arara said blankly that the shrine was vacated by him on purpose, and for this reason he also deliberately sent down a so-called miracle, asking the priest in this shrine to tell the people around him to leave here.

In other words, the whole mountain is now mine.

The people inside all emptied because of the god's reminder.

"Master Huang, how did you lie to them?"

Huang's expression was solemn, "I said there will be a catastrophe here."

Oh, I'm sorry, Huang, I shouldn't say you're a liar, it's just a big truth.If I'm here, it won't be a disaster if nothing happens.

I'm at least sure of one thing, after I lived in Huang's shrine, the last time I was haunted by big monsters.

"Did you give me your shrine? Is it okay for me to put the seat on the corner of the table?"

Huang closed his eyes, resisting his urge to pull down a star and smash me to death, "Here you are, it's up to you."

"Is it okay if I catch a monster and build a shrine for me?"

"can."

On the first day of staying at his shrine, I put my own god on it, and Huang's god was dragged into my room by me.Huang was watching from the side, the stars around him were flickering, the dark blue and light blue were seamlessly switched, did they not pull down a bunch of stars for me to continue.

The celebration ceremony on the first day was a heavy rain, which didn’t mean anything refreshing. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that there would be a torrent of rain the next night.The sound of raindrops hitting the ground was crackling, I was wrapped in a quilt, making tea, and lighting up the lights of the entire shrine.

Halfway through the lighting, it was too troublesome, so all the lights were turned on in one breath.

"You are a god."

Huang is very troublesome to me. He thinks that I am not like a god. He thinks that I am still that reckless painter, and I have not made any progress.

"But no one said that gods can't be wrapped in a quilt, right?"

"No."

"Isn't that all right? According to the gods, it's not a problem to do whatever you want."

In the middle of the night, I thought it was a good idea to catch a monster to build a shrine for me.Had it not been for Huangzai tonight, who opened the illusion at a critical moment, covering the shrine and us in the sea of ​​stars, maybe I would have to take a bath in the water again today.

The shrine was sinking in the sea of ​​stars. I lay on the floor and reached out to catch the stars. There were stars in the palm of my hand in different shades of blue. It was really beautiful.

I asked Huang, "Can I drink just wine?"

"Want to drink?"

"Yeah, because the sea of ​​stars in the illusion is so beautiful, I'm hungry for wine."

"go alone."

"That's enough to drink."

The next day the rain stopped, and my shrine was fine because of the drought, but on the mountain, only a little tip of the trees was exposed.I decided to plant a tree on the grave of the onmyoji when I went to the entrance of the underworld to drink up all the wine. I would grab a red tongue and let him stay on the tree to make thunder and rain.

The impact of the disco dance on the grave is not good, so let's have a thunderbolt from the sky.

I didn't catch a monster so that he would be willing to build a shrine for me to do the daily maintenance of the shrine. My shrine can be preserved because of the shortage.

The illusion is awesome!

I felt embarrassed when the boss was maintaining it, so there were more lotus flowers in my shrine, and some rare and beautiful flowers. Come down and take a bath.

The boss just sits upright, wearing a bathrobe, drinking the tea I made, and watching the world crumble outside.As for whether the rainy weather these days will cause flooding?

It used to be, but the distance between me and Arakawa is relatively close, and there happened to be a water shortage over there. I discussed it with the Lord of Arakawa.

Because the shrine doesn't like mud, the rain doesn't come in very much.

Sometimes I stare at his face and sigh: "Master Huang, I feel like you are a big boss I can't draw to death!"

Because I can't speak, I was forced to learn waka by the boss.

This may be really useful, or it may be that my mind has turned around. When I praise him next time, I can hear the same meaning when I say:

"Master Huang, I feel at ease by your side."

I knew from his reaction that I wouldn't have to be stared at writing waka this time.

During the month-long rainy days, I was forced to write a bunch of Waka related to rain. Maybe what I wrote cannot be called Waka. Come on, isn't it very clear that I don't have any literary talent?

"Why didn't you resent?"

During the long rainy season, Huang used to ask me such questions leisurely.Because I moved a few plantains here a few days ago, and said that listening to the sound of the rain hitting the plantains should be very relaxing, and the rain outside can finally enter the gate of the shrine.

Although reduced.

The two of us are now staring at the plantains and listening to the sound of the rain hitting the plantains. The glasses are full of light wine, and there is no flood disaster outside. It is indeed very leisurely.

I didn't react when he asked this sentence, I stared at him blankly for a few seconds, and he knew that I didn't understand what he meant.

"When you are hurt for no reason."

"Maybe because they are all dead, the resentment won't last until tomorrow."

"With my physique, it is very difficult for them to survive."

Because I have already retaliated, I can feel calm, and when I think of the ones that have never retaliated, I will settle it smoothly.To think that people like me will repay evil with kindness is too overestimating my morality. I can die without saving them. How can I let those people live?

Resentment is the most useless thing.

Except for psychological comfort, it has no effect on changing the situation.