[Comprehensive] Daily life of girls saving the world

The first time Gu Yu saw Fu Sangshen, who was wielding a white sword with only a few golden decorations, he almost really thought he was a huge bird.

At that time, she was wearing a coat and standing on the veranda, while the snow-white Fu Sangshen was jumping from one side of the eaves to the other.The white coat is puffed up like the wings of some kind of white bird.

Until he suddenly turned around.

It was only then that she really saw Fu Sangshen who had only heard his voice but never seen him before.

He has short snow-white hair and bright golden eyes.Like Sanri Yue Zongjin beside her, it is also a kind of beauty that is different from ordinary people.

"Oh, are you scared by me?"

"No...just my neck is a little tired."

This kind of posture of "curing cervical spondylosis for many years" is really not friendly to short people.

"Tsuramaru Kuninaga, how are you? Don't you look like a crane?" The white-clothed and white-haired Fu Sangshen landed lightly in front of Gu Yu, with a slight smile in his golden eyes: "Please give me more advice from now on." Ah, Lord Man."

Fu Sangshen, who called himself Tsurumaru Kuninaga, had a steady voice, but his tone was very light, and his expression was calm.It was very natural to follow Gu Yu, chatting while walking.

He is full of curiosity about future generations, and wants to ask questions about everything.

The distance between Gu Yu's room and Abe Seimei's room has not been interrupted along the way.

"It's really fun."

The beautiful Onmyoji leaning against the pillar of the outer porch shook the wine glass in his hand.There was also a black tray beside him, and besides a jug with a round belly, there were exactly three wine glasses.

"Want a drink?"

He smiled and invited Gu Yu and the others.

Hearing the words, Fu Sangshen in white sat down in front of him very simply, picked up a glass full of wine, and toasted Abe Seimei:

"Then I'll be more respectful than obedient."

After the words fell, he raised his head and poured a whole glass of wine into his mouth with a bold posture that was completely different from his beautiful appearance.

"..."

Fu Sangshen, who was dressed in white, seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and kept that posture for a while before finally putting down his wine glass.

"...The taste of the wine is really intriguing."

"It's just like life." Abe Seimei, who was wearing a white safari suit and leaning his head lazily on the porch pillar, shook the wine glass in his hand, "If you don't try it yourself, you will never know what it tastes like."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, if it remains the same, whether it is a human being or Fu Sangshen, the heart will die."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga echoed while pouring himself another glass of wine.This time, instead of pouring it in one gulp, he took a sip lightly.Let the wine flow slowly down your throat.

Then he turned his head and greeted the companions who came with him:

"Come on, shall we have a drink together? Standing with a sad face won't solve the problem."

Skipping over the real master, Tsurumaru Kuninaga greeted him like a master.

"I don't want wine." She doesn't like the bitter and spicy taste of wine.

Gu Yu shook her head, and followed their example and sat on the porch.

From this angle, there is no shade from the trees, and the sky can be seen when you raise your head—the cloudy sky cannot be seen if it is shrouded in miasma.

"Now, all the miasma is coming over."

Abe Seimei also looked towards the sky.Compared with Gu Yu who can only see a rough idea, he can see much more.

Opening his teeth and claws, the resentment almost formed a human face.Hidden in the miasma, a disease like a butterfly.And those tumbling desires born of greed.

'Miasma' itself is the product of many 'unclean'.

From the mountains and forests, from lakes and seas, and... from human beings themselves.

"Sorry……"

It was supposed to solve the problem, but unexpectedly...it seemed to make the problem more serious.Although it is not caused by oneself, it is also inseparable from the relationship.

After all, if Sanriyue hadn't split the black dragon statue, it wouldn't be like this now.But the reason why he swung that knife was to save her—in the final analysis, it was her master's problem.

She still remembered what Leonardo Da Vinci said to her long ago when she was approached by Sanri Yuezong:

"Whether it's a knife or a sword, although it was born as a sharp blade, it actually has no attributes."

At first she didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but as the days passed, after walking with them for so long, she vaguely understood the deep meaning of this sentence:

There is no distinction between good and evil in the sword itself. In the end, whether it will become a harmless letter opener or a murder weapon depends on how her master uses it.

If she could be more confident, such a problem probably wouldn't have happened.

"In short, they all need to be cleared. What does it matter if there is more or less?"

Seeing the girl's guilty and self-reproaching look, Fu Sangshen in blue clothes sat down next to Gu Yu, and raised his hand to stroke her head.

"After cleaning up those monsters yesterday, isn't it much better?"

Just last night, they killed hundreds of demons and goblins.These monsters who were attracted by the miasma that smashed the sky and covered the earth in Heian-kyo inhaled the miasma to strengthen themselves, but they were beheaded by them—the miasma they inhaled would also disappear.

So what if the miasma increases?Let these monsters absorb the miasma, wouldn't it be fine if they kill the monsters?

This method would be more effective if Gao Longshen couldn't be alarmed—God, you can't even prevent such things as killing demons.

After all, the reason why human beings worship gods and pay homage to gods... is all for themselves to live better.

For human beings, if one day the gods no longer provide them with shelter, and their prayers can no longer be answered... then this god will probably be forgotten by forgetful humans.

In the end, when human beings no longer need the protection of gods and can find their own way of life, these gods who once dominated mankind and walked side by side with mankind will truly return to legend.

——Like that era a thousand years later.

"Don't worry, it will be taken care of—right, Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

...Why are you talking about me?

Seeing Sanri Yuezong looking at him with a smile, the snow-white Fu Sangshen blinked blankly.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt that he was not very able to keep up with the thinking of the three swords - but if he didn't follow Sankayue's words, something would happen, and he could still see that something happened to him.

After finally having a body and being able to truly feel the world, he didn't want to say goodbye to all of this so soon.

So he nodded very understandingly.

I also patted the new owner on the back as a comfort-killing monsters.One or two or ten or twenty, there won't be much difference left or right.

probably.

***

Ishikimaru,

The main body is a big sword with higher lethality than other types of swords, but in the long thousands of years since its birth until it woke up as Fusangshen, it has never had any fighting experience—even, never seen fighting.

If we talk about the reason, it is probably because he has been enshrined in the Ishikiri Arrow Shrine from the beginning.

It is an out-and-out imperial sword.

Although the origin of the name in the legend is "the blade can cut the stone", but what has been done all the time is enshrined in the shrine, listening to people's wishes to get rid of illness.

Slowly, it seems that it has the power to drive away evil spirits.

Therefore, compared with other knives with distinctive personality, he feels more like those priests in the shrine who are responsible for cleaning the shrine and completing prayers every day. They are gentle and serious, but not inconspicuous.

Although he also attaches great importance to his master, but to be honest, he seldom takes the initiative to communicate with Gu Yu, and he doesn't go out with her very much—most of these opportunities are given up by him to the knife who always likes to pester Gu Yu. (such as California Qingguang)

When he usually gets together, he just sits on the sidelines, smiles and listens to his companions talking, and rarely speaks.

Generally speaking, it is a magical existence that exudes an "elder breath".

The only thing he can directly express his disgust with is probably 'unclean' so far.

Perhaps because he stayed in the shrine for too long, he has an unusual aversion to evil things such as miasma and epidemics-even when he is at home, he will set up an altar every day to perform daily prayers and dispersal rituals.

——Gu Yu once felt that apart from being a little weak, he had never experienced any pain, and it might be because of his rituals.

So after arriving in Heian-kyo, Gu Yu didn't ask him to go out with her, but left him at Abe Seimei's mansion.On the one hand, he is very sensitive to miasma. If there is any change in Heian capital, he can detect it in time and prevent them from being blind.

On the other hand... She was actually a little worried.

Especially after seeing the Kurama Mountain Otengu being corroded by the miasma.

The cleaner something is, the easier it is to be polluted.

Although it may be easier to have a knife like Ishikimaru that can purify uncleanness.But she didn't want to take any chances.

But at this time, compared to Mikazuki who can only say 'It's okay, let the monsters suck the miasma, and then kill the monsters', and Abe Seimei who just smiles but doesn't speak.

Ishiki Maru is obviously much more reliable.

So Gu Yu chose to leave Mikazuki and Tsurumaru Kuninaga behind and continue to drink at Abe Seimei's place, and ran to find Otachi who was doing his daily work.

It would be great if there was a more convenient and safer solution.