[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

The night was getting darker and the wind and snow were gradually subsiding. The orange-haired girl leaned on the incense cabinet and curled up with her knees into a small ball and fell into a deep sleep.

Yato, who was lying on the incense cabinet, suddenly opened his eyes and turned over to sit up. Seeing the little mushroom-like girl at his feet, he couldn't help frowning and sighing.When the gods took the undead as an artifact and gave it a name, they would also see everything about the undead. When Mi Yin died, she was 16 years old, but he could only see part of her experience a year ago, that is, when she was 15 years old.He didn't know anything about the year she disappeared, her real name, or the cause of her death.

Murder that can hide the eyes of the gods is not a means to deal with an ordinary girl.Similarly, once the truth of this secret is revealed, Mi Yin's resentment and hatred for fate will definitely push her into an unpredictable abyss.So he can't take her to do those special commissions, let alone let "certain people" know of her existence, if he doesn't want the tragedy to happen again.

"Really, a little bit, it's a bit troublesome..." He sighed and lay back down again, opened his phone and poked it a few times, and closed his eyes and went back to sleep after getting an affirmative answer from the other side.

Early the next morning, the weather cleared up, and I was woken up by the sun shining on my face.Maybe it was because of the cold, maybe it was because of the wrong posture, in short, there was not a piece of flesh in his body that was comfortable. Enduring the soreness, he reluctantly stretched his waist, and the sweatshirt draped over his body slipped to the ground, and the air became fresh in an instant.

"..." Forget it, since its owner only wore a vest for the night, it's better not to complain.Go to the clothing donation box today and look through it, maybe you can find a few that you can wear.

I stood up and put the sweatshirt on the drool-drooling person who was lying on the cabinet. Sure enough, I was a god, and it was fine to wear a vest on a snowy night!

He woke up as soon as the clothes covered Yeto, and jumped down from the receiving cabinet full of energy, holding the sweatshirt with one hand and stretching the other hand into the sleeve, with both feet jumping and jumping: "First Go find you two clothes to wear, and then take you somewhere."

All right, you are the boss, you have the final say.

We then had a disagreement over the selection of the clothing donation box and had a friendly negotiation, and I finally managed to convince him that "clothes thrown out near the high-end neighborhoods will be newer and better looking than the slums" and the guy changed directions lead the way.

"What's so bad about Fugu-kun? You actually said that you would rather be caught by the police naked than wear something like that!" Don't have the black history that Li don't want to think of and flatly rejected him: "No, it's not about Mr. Fugu, it's about your taste. You said that I am your magic weapon and I want to work for you. But if a boss can't let If employees are happy in body and mind and live without worries, they will definitely be fired. For your entrustment and for my mood, please don't take clothes from Pinru's closet for me to wear, thank you."

He probably didn't understand the stalk, and walked forward with his head buried.

Hmm, seems a little unhappy.

But when I changed to a new community, these emotions disappeared. Yato was more excited than me to open the clothing donation box and drag out the box inside, planning to completely overturn it and jump in to enjoy the new world...

"Hey! These are women's clothes, don't you want to be more excited than me!" I stopped him from turning the box upside down, looked to both sides, and sneaked this old clothes The box was dragged into a dark alley, and then I slowly searched with confidence.

"Here's a little dress. Ah, what's this? Oh, school uniform. What else? Little bathrobe? Wow! So many!" He threw the clothes all over the place, flipping through them and attacking me inhumanely: " Miyin, I didn’t say that, although there are a lot of clothes here, but... Puff hahahahaha! You~wear~no~up~" He stretched out his palm and gestured for my height in the air, "Short little Miyin !puff!"

"I'm 1.6 meters, you bastard! 1.6 meters! It's the same height as a soldier! Do you have an opinion?!" I blushed and became angry from embarrassment, "I'm not yet an adult, I'm still in the growth stage, and I will definitely grow taller in the future. This man with sweaty hands!" When I become a 1.7-meter tall, 1.8-meter aura, 36D smiling and proud queen, I must ask you to sing conquest for me on your knees!

"Is Miyin sauce really 1.6 meters tall?" He was already smiling like a certain silver-haired natural curly MADAO, and I was so angry that I just wanted to kick his calf.

After a lot of fuss, I chose a small British-style dress and a pair of light-colored shorts. These clothes were washed before they were sent, so I kicked my God Lord to look out for me without any psychological pressure. Hiding in a dark alley, I happily changed into new clothes.

What?You ask me why I wear a pair of shorts under the skirt?

Please look at Newton's coffin board next door.

There is no such thing as an anti-gravity dress!

When I was changing clothes, I found that there was a character "Mi" in seal script on my waist, which is probably the origin of the name.Thinking about it this way, I really am called Mi Yin, right?

When I walked out of the dark alley, Yato stared at a certain direction with a gloomy expression on his face. I was a little afraid of his sudden change of temperament, and at the same time knew that it was not aimed at me—the direction he was staring at, through Through the glass window, a middle-aged man can be seen beating a woman with a riding whip.The woman seemed to hold a child in her arms, and as a mother, she was doing her best to protect her treasure.

"Bitch! They're all bitches! They're all bitches! What's the use of marrying you? You can't help at critical moments, and you can't even have a drink with someone!" The man waved his horsewhip furiously. , good-quality leather is branded on the woman's shoulders with exquisite patterns woven one after another.

That child, no, it should be said that it was a teenager.He was about twelve or thirteen years old, and he was tightly hugged by his mother, and he had no choice but to watch her suffer.

Social values ​​and social concepts cast all people, but also bind all people.This man is his father, and he is forced by the previous values ​​and concepts. As a son, he cannot violently resist his father-this is the reason his mother told him, and it is also the reason why she endured inhuman abuse.She wants to protect her son, not only his body, but his reputation as a human being.

However, the only thing she forgot was to protect her son's soul.

"Miqi!"

Yato shouted in a low voice, full of anger.

I found the word "Mi" floating out of my waist, my sight changed, and I couldn't help but rushed towards Yato. When I realized it, the glass window close at hand suddenly burst, and my eyes were fixed on the forehead of the violent man , larynx, heart and spleen.

This feeling is very strange, there is no violence or uncontrollable high emotion, I don't want to kill this man, but my instinct urges me to aim at the fatal weakness of the human body without blinking.

Oh, it turns out that this is the perspective of a knife.

Yeto broke through the glass and cut off the whip in the man's hand with me. Before he could understand what happened, he advanced, drew the sword, chopped, retracted the sword, and retreated. generally prevented the continuation of the atrocities.He carried me up to the roof of this house, and then the people inside let out a frightened pig cry—I mean the useless man who can only beat his wife.

As the screams erupted, I noticed that the air around me had changed.Countless disturbing eyes opened suddenly, pupils with strange colors twirled wildly, harsh and sharp inhuman voices sounded high and low, and all the screams were full of ominous words such as "kill" and "death".

"Oops! A kid at this age is really hard to deal with!" Yato scratched his hair with his free hand, and then I turned my attention back to him: "What are those, it's disgusting!"

"Ah, it's normal for you to feel disgusted and disgusted. They are all monsters, fallen people who will lead human souls into the road of no return." He began to give me science, "People who are tempted, once they cross the invisible line They will fall into a living hell that seems to be happy but never released, and what awaits them is a greater emptiness and more terrible pain."

"But why?" I think the purpose of these monsters is a bit too unimaginable, "I mean, what good will it do them?"

Yato lazily explained: "Benefits? Fallen souls devour each other to make up for the pain caused by that emptiness. They were once human and lived, but now they have lost their humanity and completely reduced to evil spirits." .”

"...I see, what should I do then? If nothing is done, more people will suffer." I think this kind of "I'm not doing well, so I drag people who are doing well together" Thoughts are simply black mud and cancer, which must be eradicated.

Yato put the sword I turned into on his shoulder and asked rather coldly: "What do you think?"

"Sure enough... call the police!" I reasoned plausibly in his mind: "Look, this young man was obviously angered by his father's atrocities. We need to pay attention to the basic law and the law of cause and effect. If it weren't for this bald man who forced him to do so in front of his son." The wife beats her when she is drinking with someone else, no matter what happens. So, the bald man did it all by himself. If the boy saw his mother being abused and didn't feel resentful, he probably wasn't alone. Yes. What do you think?"

Yato withdrew his foot that almost slipped off the roof, and was so angry that he almost threw me out and quarreled with me: "You are my magic weapon! What did you say to call the police in front of me? This God Lord is in his eyes!"

"Then what should I do? Cut off his bald father for that boy? It's not good! This kind of coded lens will have a serious negative impact on the psychology of teenagers." I was also very helpless, obviously the police uncle said so well .