[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

Falling Darkly

"The government of the time is going to send god judges over?"

Foxnosuke flinched, looking at the sword Fusangshen surrounding the hall of the main hall, he felt terrified.It swallowed its saliva, and looked at the man who was sitting on the main seat, looking lazy and undisciplined, but with the elegant demeanor of a noble in the Heian-kyo era.

On the third day, Yuezong is approaching.

No, it was the three-day moon Zongjin who had fallen in the dark.

"The new god judge, yes, it is from S0001, a young boy with eight years of experience as a god judge..." Fox Nosuke raised his head and stared at it in the crescent moon Time, came to an abrupt end.

"S0001? This spiritual power is amazing." Tsurumaru Kuninaga, dressed in black, propped his chin, his eyes were bloodshot: "It really scared me."

Letters represent grades and numbers represent ranks. S-level spiritual power itself is rare, and 0001 means that it ranks first among the divine examiners with S-level spiritual power.

"And what about his original Honmaru?"

"There already, already......"

"Shh!"

Looking at Foxnosuke who disappeared, Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly looked at Mikazuki Munekin who put away his knife slowly: "Wow, if I remember correctly, S0001, is that kid?"

Ok? ? ?

All blades looked at Sanriyue, only to see this big guy get up silently, walk away silently, and sit in the corridor silently.

The first time he saw that child was at the practice field seven years ago.

As the most beautiful sword among the five swords in the world, Mikazuki Zongjin has always been famous for its stunning beauty and rarity, which is why Sankazuki Zongjin is called the Kanbanro of the Toki Government.

Perhaps this is the case, the knife that should go to the battlefield to kill the enemy has become a decoration; the Fusangshen who should be fighting with his companions has become a tool for the god judge to show off.He looked at the battle on the field with a calm expression, but he was actually thinking about it.

"Zongjin, the Yaken Toshiro just now, I think, would it be more effective if he stabbed with a backhand? It feels like that can increase the lethality by virtue of inertia!"

The soft and tender voice, with the unique softness and sweetness of children, and the intimacy and coquettishness that make one's heart soft.

Just calling out another's name made his heart soften.

He blinked and looked over.

It was a small child with pink makeup and jade like a jade man, who was held in the arms of another self and sat on the arm. The snow jade-like arm was hooked around the neck of the other self, and the delicate and beautiful eyebrows were full of tears. It's all about dependence and trust.

At that moment, he seemed to see a slender and fragile flower, so fragile that it seemed that it would die without the protection of another self.

"Yiyi, you're right." The other self smiled gently and spoke in detail. Only the self who is familiar with himself can see that it is tenderness and love from the heart.

One is the dependence from the heart, and the other is the love from the heart, which makes the two of them look like family members among human beings.

family?

There was a trace of twists and turns in his heart, and he lowered his eyelashes, still with a calm and dignified beauty that could not be desecrated, allowing his own judge to show off to others.

"Huh? Is that Miriyue holding a new short knife? Mengmeng looks so cute!"

"Are you talking about that child? I know, it's the judge."

"Huh? He looks so small. Is he 10 years old?"

"He should be six or seven years old this year, right? My brother works for the Toki Government. It is said that the child's Honmaru is S0001, the youngest and most powerful spiritual examiner of the Toki Government." The girl who revealed the news nunuzui : "Did you see the grandfather holding him? I heard it was the first knife he forged."

"Wow, that's lucky, European?"

"I'm so envious."

"What are you envious of?" The revealed judge smiled sympathetically and with a sense of superiority: "It's just a kid whose parents were killed by the time-traveling army and raised by swords."

He couldn't take it anymore, his eyes moved over again, he looked at the child silently as if he had sensed something, and then he held the snack box and shared the snacks with his other self eat.

A little bit, envy.

When we met for the second time, it was not far from Wanwu.

Passing by him, he saw a child squatting on the ground crying.

Maybe it was the memory of that moment, or maybe it was the erratic accident at that moment, he walked over.

"Are you okay?" He knelt down and said softly.

"Zong, Mr. Sanriyue?" The child's voice was soft, like the cotton candy sold by Wanwu.

Can you tell the difference at a glance?

The distance is very close, he can clearly see the child's appearance, with a baby fat face, clear and moist eyes, looking at him, the gaze is as gentle and clean as a pool of spring water.

"What are you crying for?"

It would be better not to ask, but this time, the child was sobbing again: "I, I failed the math test this time."

"Zong Jin tried so hard to help me, but I still failed the math test. I, I'm afraid that Zong Jin will be disappointed."

He wanted to laugh a little, but if he failed the exam, he would cry like this! "No, he won't be angry with you."

In the end, the child shook his head: "I know Zong Jin can't, but Zong Jin will definitely find a way to help me with math. He is usually so tired and hard. Not only can I not help him, but I will also increase the burden on him. Both, all It is my fault………………"

The smile on his face disappeared.

Such a young but gentle and considerate well-behaved god judge is really enviable.

He won't be angry, he loves you so much, how could he let you be sad and cry?

Looking at the anxious and distressed eyes of the other self who came over, he thought silently in his heart.

He doesn't like his judges, or maybe all the Fusangshen in Honmaru don't like them.That vain woman, in order to have more rare knives, kept forging knives, and because of insufficient resources, she kept sending them out. Except for rare knives like him, she could get hands-on, and other ordinary knives were sold by her "for Save resources" and refuse to buy.

And she was even more cruel to those little knives.

He no longer remembered how many short knives Kuritaguchi had been smashed and dismembered by knives.

Ranto Shiro, a random-edged dagger whose appearance was still beautiful by girls, was smeared by the god judge because of its too beautiful appearance, and the sword was broken early.

Therefore, everyone felt a sense of relief when the god judge died of illness, but no one thought that the god judge who came again was the pervert who pushed them into the abyss of darkness.

The second judge is a man, a pervert who likes to play with men, especially little boys.

When we meet again, the new year is approaching.

Although the atmosphere in Honmaru was terrible, the neighborhood of Wanwu was already bustling with activity.

He saw the child again, the little guy had grown up a lot, wearing a blue bathrobe of the same color as his uniform, embroidered with golden cloud patterns and white cranes, looking as beautiful and beautiful as a girl.There he was playing ball with Tsurumaru.

Yes, they are Tsurumaru from Honmaru.

That guy always liked to bring surprises, but no matter whether it was the first or the second interrogator, they were all scumbags, and the laughing and fussy crane finally fell silent.

Seeing Tsurumaru, who hadn't laughed heartily for a long time, accompanied the child to shoot the ball, and lifted the ball high as a prank, so that the little guy couldn't reach it no matter how he jumped, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

The child looked at him, recalled a little, and then his eyes lit up: "You are the kind Mr. Sanriyue!"

Then the little guy didn't pay attention to the ball that Tsurumaru was holding, and ran over erratically, showing him a gentle and bright smile like the clear sky after rain: "Happy New Year!"

He still remembers me.

"Happy New Year," he said, feeling a little happier.

It's just that this kind of happiness didn't last long, Tsurumaru suddenly hid the child: "Hide, don't talk."

Feeling the spiritual power of the god judge approaching, he quickly understood that this young child was born too well, and his beautiful appearance was not inferior to a sword at all. If they let their scum god judge see... ...

He still didn't want to break that slender and fragile flower.

As the light flickered, he noticed an amulet that fell on the ground. It was different from the amulet that was used to protect the sword. This amulet was small and exquisite, exuding a faint sandalwood scent. He picked it up and pinched it, and put it quietly in his sleeve .

Later, he didn't see that child again, and they finally couldn't bear to kill the god judge under the torment day after day, year after year. This also attracted some wandering Anqiu Fusangshen, so that the danger here is extremely high.

He doesn't believe in human beings, and hates them, but whenever he recalls the child he only met a few times, his heart always softens a little.

Now, is that kid coming?

Open your palm, some faded shou, open it, and there are immature words written on the soft white paper inside.

[I hope that every new year I can watch fireworks with everyone and wait for the sunrise together. ]

He was a little impatient.

"Master God Judge, this is your new Honmaru."

The little Foxnosuke raised his head, looked at the boy who was just carrying a bag, and whispered softly.

An Zeyi didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and pushed open the door.

Thin.

With just one glance, Sanri Yuezong could see the changes in the young man, which made him startled.Is he so familiar with this child's appearance after only seeing each other a few times in a few years?

He hasn't grown taller, but the baby fat on his face has disappeared.Her pale face paled a lot, but the aura that made people feel happy even just looking at it from a distance still existed.

He remembered the information he obtained from asking Foxunosuke later, that the child's Honmaru was violated, and in order to protect the child, all his Fusangshen sent the child to a safe and secret place in a hidden way. And the end of Shenyin means the death of all swords.

For the vast majority of god judges, the reason for Shenyin is because of Fu Sangshen's dark fall or extreme paranoid and crazy feelings towards the god judge, but when it came to this child, it became a protection in exchange for life.

S0001 All the swords of Honmaru died in battle in order to protect the young god judge.

What kind of mood did this child come with?

Xiaohuwan next to him gave a "huh", and his killing intent and malice dropped a lot.His eyes stopped on the young man's face, and a red light glowed in the eyes of Sanri Yuezong.

On the child's forehead, he saw a blessing belonging to "Sankai Yue Zongjin".

In the name of Fusangshen, I wish this child a safe and happy life, and wish this child a happy life.

He thought of the self he had seen many years ago, and imagined how tender and loving that self would be when he planted this blessing-filled kiss on the young man's forehead. After his dark fall, his heart was filled with jealousy and his very negative emotions. Feeling mean-spirited: So what if you've been with this kid for years?He will soon be my interrogator.

"That blessing..." Tsurumaru also froze for a moment, he saw another blessing he gave, on the child's cheekbones, there was a gentle and protective atmosphere.

Sanriyue: This is more than just a blessing from Fusangshen!

"Hello, God Judge." Xu Fusangshen's blessing, although the swords were about to move, they didn't do anything.So, Fox Nosuke came out first.

"Hi, Foxnosuke, just call me Hajime." Anze smiled at it.Then he looked left and right, raised his head, and patted lightly on the pillar next to him.

That movement was not big, just like a child clapping his hands, but at this moment, the surging spiritual power like a sea tide swept across the entire Honmaru!