[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

After the meeting, An Zeyi sat on a chair to write and draw on paper after packing up, and twisted a lot of cloth to sew.

"Ah Yi, you are so virtuous." The curious Sougo Okita suddenly leaned on An Ze's shoulder and watched: "What are you doing?"

"Since everyone has a new knife, why not hang a talisman as a knife pendant." An Ze said without stopping.Since he was controlled by something, he was going to make an amulet for Mr. Tukata to remove the curse of the wraith on his body.But it was obviously too noticeable for just one person, so he simply made one for each person.

Okita Sougo was a little surprised, he didn't ask if such amulets were useful, he just watched An Zeyi earnestly draw a ghost picture that he couldn't understand (An Zeyi: That's called amulet) and sewed it seriously Wearing the amulet cloth bag, he felt that no matter whether it was useful or not, he should not let him down.

So, "Yi, I want a dark green amulet bag!"

"Huh? I think the beige color matches the color of your knife handle better."

"It looks good, so beige is fine." Okita Sougo's well-behaved appearance can make Hijikata Toshiro and Kondo Isao who grew up watching him burst into tears: This brat has never been so cute in front of them. Be good!

It's simply that people are more popular than orangutans! (Kondo Hoon:???)

Seeing the finished product made by An Zeyi, Okita Sougo looked at it over and over again, and finally commented.

"Ah Yi, you can get married now."

An Zeyi: "..."

An Zeyi sent the amulet to someone very smoothly.Although Shinsengumi is called the police, the degree of danger they encounter is far from that of the Japanese police in the tutoring world.If you think about saving the world, it is the mafia that maintains peace, and it is also the mafia, and you will know how comfortable the Japanese police are (everyday black Japanese police).What is different about the Shinsengumi is that the daily routine is not only to maintain the law and order of Edo, but also to manage traffic (Yasawa: This is obviously the work of the traffic police, why the Shinsengumi is responsible for it), search for people with lofty ideals, and eliminate rebels... …… In short, An Zeyi felt that Zhenxuangumi was the panacea. Wherever it was needed, it was common to move.

So this kind of amulet full of teammates' blessings and wishes for peace and safety, no one would refuse.

And when An Zeyi found Shirō Hijikata, he turned on the TV with a childish face and began to watch, well, anyway, he didn’t know what the hell animation was, and the girl who shouted “transformation” looked like a little girl The Sailor Moon that my cousin can only watch every time she completes her homework.

Looking at Mr. Hijikata again, well, the breath of the soul has changed again.

Could it be that Mr. Hijikata is possessed by an otaku who loves Two-dimensional?

Imagine Mr. Hijikata looking at a series of Two-dimensional characters such as saber/Conan/Jean of Arc with excited face, blushing heartbeat and staring at the picture (in the [-]th state of the house), An Zeyi felt the chill from his bones .

Forget it, Mr. Hijikata is better to continue to smoke and eat mayonnaise normally.

"Huh? Amulet?" Toshiro Hijikata took it, and the moment he touched it, his eyes that were lit up because of the anime changed.

Well, it has changed back to the glaucoma state that Gintoki joked about before.

"What's going on?!" Hijikata Toshiro looked at An Zeyi: "An, what did you find?"

"Mr. Tukata, you have been possessed by a ghost." An Ze said with a frown.Logically speaking, a person like Mr. Tukata, who is full of murderous intent and bloody body, is completely the type of ghost seeing sorrow. Which ghost is so unafraid of death to get on the body of such a person?

"Ghost?!" Hijikata Toshiro looked horrified, and then slowly revealed a very stiff and distorted smile: "Yes, is it?"

An Ze felt that there was something wrong with this matter.

After communicating in a few words, Toshiro Hijikata took off his saber, Masa Murura.

As soon as Anze took the knife, he felt a resentful spirit attached to it. Originally, the resentful spirit was possessed by Mr. Hijikata, but because of Anzeyi's amulet, the resentment that had not yet completely occupied Mr. Territory's body As a result, Ling was injured and hid in the knife. When he wanted to invade An Zeyi, the second person who met him, he was terrified to find that this was just a policeman who beat and killed, and there were actually people from Amaterasu and others on his body. The double blessing of Izanami, the mother of gods!

The former blesses and purifies all evil and resentful spirits, and the latter blesses the spiritual power to be pure and powerful. Which one can he, OTAKU, resist?

As soon as Anze looked at the knife a few times, he gripped the handle tightly, and easily pulled out the knife that Hijikata Toshiro couldn't pull out no matter how hard he tried. He looked at the blade quietly, stretched out Hold the blade with your hand and swipe hard.

There was a stabbing pain in the palm, and the scarlet blood stained the blade. Under the shocked expression of Toshiro Hijikata, the blood flowing out turned into an orange flame, and at the same time as it flowed on the blade, there was a faint, seemingly silent scream Voices.

Murasa Murakami, this knife is attached to the ghost of OTAKU's son who was hacked to death by his mother.People who have worn village hemp yarn will be haunted by resentful spirits, become very interested in Two-dimensional animation games, gradually lose work motivation, fighting spirit, and finally lose themselves and become real OTAKU.

In the original book, Hijikata Shishiro became Yashishishi in this way.

And now, An Zeyi, the invisible, unknowing, plot killer, has successfully sent this wraith to reincarnation.

"Okay." Putting the sword back into its sheath, Anze returned a knife to Toshiro Hijikata: "He has already reincarnated."

"Ann, what are you..."

"It's just that I have learned Yin Yang Art for a while." An Ze smiled and explained lightly.

Hijikata Toshiro opened his eyes wide, staring at An Zeyi firmly, his eyes made An Zeyi feel like he was being watched by something.

"That is to say," the deep voice suddenly became excited: "An, are you an Onmyoji?"

"I,"

"It's great to have you here, so I don't have to worry about getting caught in the bureau anymore!"

An Zeyi: Mr. Hijikata, pay attention to it, your fear of ghosts has been exposed.

I didn't expect you to be such a Mr. Hijikata.

After a quarter of an hour of nonsensical teasing, Mr. Hijikata resumed his solemn appearance of smoking (zhuang) cigarettes (13), spit out the circles under his eyes, and looked at An Zeyi, those eyes, nicknamed glaucoma, were as sharp as knives. The deputy head of the ghost bears a bad name: "You noticed it too, Ann?"

"En." An Ze nodded slightly.

"Ito, his thoughts are dangerous."

"Mr. Hijikata is worried that Mr. Ito will be unfavorable to Director Kondo?" Anze thought for a while and asked.

Toshiro Hijikata nodded: "That person's ambition will drag the Shinsengumi to the end."

"Based on what I know about Ito, his next actions are definitely aimed at me." He took a deep breath: "Boss Kondo trusts him too much, Ann, if I really have misfortune..."

Okita Bear likes to tease him too much, and he is a bit selfish and doesn't want him to be exposed to danger too much. In the Shinsen group, there are those who are brains, strong, mature, reliable, unambitious, trustworthy, and have a tolerant and contagious personality. The wind of a general is only An Zeyi.

"That's impossible." An Ze interrupted him decisively: "Mr. Hijikata, although I have not long been in the Shinsengumi, I also know that everyone is gathered because of Director Kondo. General, not strength It depends on how strong and rich the knowledge is. Director Kondo is a person worthy of trust and follow.”

"And this, Mr. Ito can't do it."

From the first day when he came to the Shinsengumi, An Zeyi knew that this director, who seemed a bit nervous but had a bright smile, was the soul of the Shinsengumi.

"So, no matter what bad idea Mr. Ito is planning, he will not succeed."

"Mr. Hijikata, you should trust everyone more." An Zeyi smiled slightly, his eyes were gentle and clear like the cloudless sky at this moment.

There is only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to guard against thieves?It is the best way to keep calm and respond to all changes with the same.

But An Zeyi had an easy idea.

After all, he underestimated Kataro Ito's bottom line.

No, he has always underestimated the bottom line of this world.

In this era of social turmoil in the last years of the Shogunate, killing and being killed are the most common things.

The thought rooted in the bones of the Japanese is not the Confucian mean that he accepts, but the crazy and extreme thought of the samurai/shidao: death without remembrance, death without scruple, and death without hesitation.

Similarly, when killing people, they have no scruples or hesitation.

When patrolling at night, when he noticed that the colleagues he was with were not familiar with him but had joined the team at the same time as Yito, An Zeyi raised his mind.And when he followed that colleague to the alley, he saw the cold and fierce eyes of the warrior holding a knife in front of him. When An Ze pulled out the samurai knife on his waist, the other hand also showed an invisible blade. Well the highest defense.

Uh, why didn't he use "Lian Wu"?Because the movement was too loud, he didn't want to be treated as a monster!

Resisting the stabbing from behind with a sword at a speed exceeding that of ordinary people, a roundabout kicked the person into the camp of people with lofty ideals rushing over (An Zeyi: Wow! My strength is good!), and then, with a speed faster than the naked eye Visible speed, chopping everyone's knives with a knife.

He succeeded, but the newly acquired knife was also broken.

Alas, using Excalibur, which is used to cutting iron like mud, will not cause damage, and then use Excalibur's strength to use a samurai sword with more than one level of low quality, I am really not used to it.

Seeing the people rushing over who still didn't give up under such circumstances, An Ze held the handle of the knife with his back, knocking everyone on the back of the neck with the handle one by one, knocking everyone unconscious.

"Sure enough, you're in a mess." An Zeyi said softly.With his usual force performance in the Shinsengumi, such a lineup plus a traitor who can play a sneak attack under the black hand, it is indeed no problem to deal with a young man who has just joined the job and has a weak physique.

Well, sick and weak, An Zeyi, who took the entrance exam just after returning from space, impressed everyone with his pale and frail scholarly appearance. Fan の feeling he fell ill the next moment. . .

But, who told him to slowly regain blood and blue physical fitness UpUpUp inexplicably while standing on the earth?Although he himself didn't understand why, he could only attribute it to the good feng shui on the earth.

"It seems that Mr. Yidong thinks that I, a small employee, are in his way." He raised his head, and An Ze looked up: "Do you think so, Mr. Moon Appreciation?"

"No, I think Ito's decision is correct."

"Such soothing, peaceful and vibrant light music really gives people a glimpse of their style."

An Zeyi:? ? ?

Then, he watched the man jump down from upstairs, using the weapon……………

Shamisen? ? ?

Dodging his attack several times, Anze only felt his limbs being strangled, only to realize that he was bound by the strings.

"Ah, so your weapon is actually these strings!" It turns out that you can still fight like this, so you raised your posture.

This reaction is not quite right.Wan Qi blinked his eyes behind the sunglasses. From the beginning to the end, he didn't feel any killing intent on this young man. It was as if he chose to stun these ghost soldiers instead of killing them. It was puzzling.

His music, to the ears, is still light music full of life and hope.

Really, it's not like the teenagers that can be raised in this era.

An Ze concretized Excalibur in one hand, and cut the strings on his wrist with the blade of the sword inward, and then cut off the strings on his feet.Looking at Wan Qi, who had a slightly surprised expression on his face, he held the sword in both hands and assumed a duel posture.