i may be a bug

Somewhat strange.

Ah no, it's very strange.

——Tanikawa Kakutani

What will happen to the place favored by the God of Misfortune?

Seimei and I hope that it will be a good result, and that the favored things will not be affected by disasters.

But in fact, the Tang Dynasty porcelain that I tried my best to favor was broken into slag.Just when I thought I loved it the most, this innocent piece of china suffered a devastating blow.

It fell to the ground and then received a continuous attack that lasted for 3 minutes. When everything was safe and sound, it was the only one that was crushed into powder.

Seimei and I, during this period of time, stared at the porcelain at our feet, quiet, and neither of us spoke.

What can I say?

Say what?

He said that during this period of time his house experienced extremely unreal things, a demonic wind blew up, and a bunch of things fell down, ping-pong-pong, just to make the porcelain so broken that it couldn't be repaired.

I am sorry for these natural disasters.

In the past, they were for destroying mountains and trees, no matter how bad they were, they were fighting against monsters and defrauding people, which is not like now.

But when it's all over, we still have to talk.

"Have you ever liked anything before?"

Seimei broke the overly quiet atmosphere.

It is useless to persist in a stalemate.

"——" I think this question is very difficult. To be honest, there is nothing I particularly like. Even if I like someone, they are not here, so I am now, "...There should be no."

"Have you ever hated anything?"

"All dead."

There is neither one I particularly like nor one I dislike, and this happens because of too much discrimination.Being impartial becomes the accidental carrier of disasters, and I and the disasters are chasing each other.

Do you think this is some kind of idealistic theology?

What kind of high-end analysis?

Its essence is slightly the same as the analysis of the answers to math problems, and it is something that makes people feel fooled.

Seimei said that he was also talking nonsense.

"Sometimes miracles happen when there are ambiguous things to say when there is no answer."

But in front of me, there are only continuous disasters. Even if there are miracles, they will be overwhelmed by these disasters.

It's a miracle that I'm alive.

However, when the problem cannot be fundamentally resolved, we still have the most basic two-step solution to control the large-scale attack of the group to a stable target that is not easy to become the next Tang Dynasty porcelain.

I choose Sunny.

Qingming: "..."

Qingming: "Think again, don't be so careless."

"I like Seimei."

"I really like Seimei!"

"...Wait, Sui Shen, wait! Wait for me to ask for leave!!!"

I restrained my liking, and the vase that I was about to throw on Seimei's head was wobbly for a while, and I stabilized it in a dangerous posture.

I said: "Restraint, you can ask for leave."

Qingming: "...Your favorite, is it so easy to retract?"

I think it's normal. After all, if I want to like someone sincerely, I just need to increase my dopamine secretion level a little.

Give me a thumbs up for my abilities.

Although it made things happen, it is really easy to use at this time.

Seimei took a long vacation for himself because he saw Futsujintoshi who was coming to Kyoto. He is negotiating with me now. The situation is not very good. He hopes to have more vacations and hopes that the emperor will not blame him.

Can those people in Kyoto be blamed?

If I can blame him, I will move to his house and really like him once.

Seimei: "...don't."

His voice was a little weak, "Don't mess around."

The Great Onmyoji used a bunch of defensive spells on himself. From the hunting clothes to the fan, all the commonly used equipment are densely packed with spells. His desire to survive is very strong, and I also restrained myself and waited for him to arrange it.

"Can I like you now?"

His expression was the same as An Zhen saw Qing Ji, and he said, "You like it!"

It is as tragic as a sacrifice placed on the altar of the gods.

I will seriously try my best to like him.Consequences, how should I put it, if I hadn’t stretched out my hand to protect him with my own strength that day, the glamorous white fox son, so that he would not be hurt by the accidents that kept thinking of him, the layers of magic would protect him The great onmyoji who is a good onmyoji will die easily.

My divine power draws a safety line between him and the disaster.Those unreasonable disasters can't overcome the divine power I released for him.

"Obviously...it can be done."

The student with a score of zero suddenly got a score of [-] in the test, which surprised the teacher Qingming.

I stretched out my hand to hold his hand, Qingming wanted to hide subconsciously, but I found out, I stared at him, and he was a little flustered, he coughed: "Can I not like you?"

"No."

"Why do I think you did it on purpose?"

"Because I like you."

My body has various reactions following the secretion of love-related hormones, at least the Qingming in my eyes is different from the previous Qingming.

After using the filter, I finally know what those so-called calamity forces are. They are the forces that can kill Seimei, and they want to bind him densely.And I lowered my eyes, stretched out my hand and tore those things off Qingming's body little by little.

"Although I don't know what true love is, it's impossible for those natural and man-made disasters to take you away from me."

"The equivalent exchange is that you need to offer your affection and become my sacrifice."

"Abe Seimei, don't try to challenge the patience of God Futsu."

Qingming who has not yet entered the state: "..."

A deep sense of powerlessness.

I like him very seriously, to the point of being over the top, Qingming's mood of not worrying about his own safety...it's hard to say.

A student who can't teach life and death suddenly has a soaring IQ when she falls in love. A few days ago, she was still having trouble with her understanding, but now her understanding...is even more difficult.

Fujinsui's love is always related to disasters.

There are always life-threatening disasters around the person I love, and my understanding suddenly went from zero to full, and I lightly resisted those disasters.

But it's true that I don't know how to fall in love.

There is another god who will say seriously in front of the person he likes: "I came for you with the disaster."

Qingming awkwardly propped open the bat fan in his hand, "I see."

"You do not know."

"If you knew, the spells on your body would have been withdrawn long ago."

Qingming couldn't deal with the unreasonable troubles of a troublesome god, but after those defensive techniques were withdrawn, his sense of security was a little less.But soon, these senses of security were filled by me again.

I am the god who can take him to watch the magma erupting nearby without changing his face, and also the god who can let him look at the avalanche and turn his head and ask me, "This time the momentum is quite big".

Disasters are part of our everyday life.

All the disaster targets are locked on Seimei, and Seimei is also the one who wants to hurt him, but this time I know how to reach out and protect him with the power of the God of Misfortune.

"So, trust me, Seimei."

"I am the god who came for you."

The Great Onmyoji may have never seen such a fantastic scene in his entire life. A natural disaster that can only be imagined in a lifetime passed before his eyes, intending to destroy him, but was blocked by the smiling god beside him. .

There are dark lines on the wide sleeves of the gods, which block his eyes while blocking disasters.He stared at me like an unknown monster.

"I will stop all the disasters that come because of me."

If the disaster is not caused by me, the Great Onmyoji will deal with it alone. I just stand by him and watch, waiting for him to come back.I will not deprive the Great Onmyoji of all his daily life.There is nothing strange about it. If you like it, you need to lock the person you like in your sight.

I won't ask too much about him when he goes to other places, but when he encounters a disaster, I will always be there.Hiding his figure, he cast his eyes on him from the clouds with the posture of a god.

Qingming seemed to feel something, and looked up at the clouds.

I winked at him in the clouds.

This can be called a love affair between an onmyoji and a god.

Qingming still feels a bit reluctant to say it, after all, the scene where I like to retract freely still left him with a psychological shadow.

With my filter on, we talked a lot about how my powers were being applied, trying to store some of the scourge's power, and trying to set the on/off for my portable scourge buff.

Although most of the time is associated with failure.

But I can't say I'm not happy.

It's the kind of commonplace feeling of "sure enough it failed again".

"Change the method next time. I think it's very close. This time, the idea is actually right. What do you think?"

"My thinking is wrong, Qingming, I almost lost control of my divine power application process."

"Okay okay, I was wrong."

He is the one who can laugh when he sees me lying weakly on the stone table, and he will open the bat fan to cover it when he laughs.But this is just to cover up, after all, he is smiling from the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Sunny—"

"If you keep laughing, I'll draw a big face for you tomorrow morning."

I paused, and then added, "You don't have to wash your face for a day."

This threat is still useful. Last time he couldn't go out with a painted face, he could only wear a fox mask, pretending that it was still a summer festival.

But everyone knows that the Summer Festival has passed for two months.

I thought of this and laughed too.

Qingming smiled slightly: "Don't draw those patterns this time, everything else is fine."