[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

"Um...you mean, that guy Zhaoma and Bishamonten?" Yeto was so frightened that the chopsticks in his hands dropped on the table, and after two "ding dong" sounds, he held his chin with both hands: "I just said, that guy unexpectedly Would rather kneel down to me than ask me to do that."

"?" A question mark popped up in my head, "What's the matter? Mr. Zhao Ma actually begged you sometimes? This is unscientific!"

"What! You don't believe it?" Yato gave me a sideways glance: "How can I say that I am also a martial god, and being able to fight is the only selling point, so I can still get it!"

As soon as he said this, I became very interested in what happened in the past: "Mr. Zhao Ma, please do what?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Yato fell silent immediately, and I stared at him with great interest and asked: "Can't you say it? I'm really curious!"

"It's not a good thing, it might scare you, so don't mention it." He drank the miso soup, cleaned up the empty bowls on the table, washed them in the sink, and walked out with his mobile phone in his pocket: "The shrine will be handed over to you." You, I'll take the commission."

Thanks to the yakuza's special ability to make troubles, many people are now afraid to leave the house at all. In this case, Yato, who can get everything done with a phone call, suddenly finds himself very popular.

In Fukuoka, where life is comfortable, it may be great to meet a commission all day long, but now I run errands until my legs hurt... It can be seen that a change of environment is very important for career development.

After Yato left, I went to see Dazai with a basin of cold water. When it was daylight, I found that he started to have a fever. After taking antipyretic medicine, he has been sleeping until now. The sun is almost directly above his head. I don’t know if he is better.

Opening the sliding door, a boy in a bathrobe sat on the window sill and flipped through my "Yuga Papyrus". On the page blown by the wind, there was a plush rabbit with a paddle on its back, and beside it lay a dying civet cat. .

It is a very traditional bird and animal drama painting.

The boy was already thin, but the bandages and the somewhat loose bathrobe gave him a sense of frailty.However, when I contacted this guy, he was still hot and now he is sitting by the window and blowing cold wind. I just want to tuck him into a quilt and suffocate him to death.

"...Miyin, why do you think this civet cat is so stupid? After being fooled by Miss Rabbit several times, he agreed to go boating on the lake with her and finally lost his life. When a man faces the opposite sex he is pursuing, he will become so?"

He pointed at the fairy tale "The Rabbit on Kaji Kaji Mountain" and laughed, but I was speechless—this book of fairy tales that was too bloody and dark was obviously stuffed deep in the cupboard by me. It turned out!

That's right, "The Rabbit on Kaji Kaji Mountain" is a rather cruel fairy tale, which is divided into two parts.The first part is the civet cat, in order to drive away the old grandpa who captured it, hammered the old grandma alive, stewed the old grandma's meat into soup to trick the grandpa into drinking it, and ran away singing a mocking song.The second part tells the story of the grandfather crying to the adopted rabbit about his misfortune, so the rabbit takes cruel revenge on the civet cat for them... This kind of "fairy tale" story makes people speechless.

The most frightening thing is that its classification is really child-oriented, so no one is worried that it will teach children badly?

... Don't look at Dazai, he is bad enough without being taught.

Sure enough, Dazai turned over two more pages, touched his chin with one hand as if thinking seriously, and began to talk: "So Ms. Rabbit must be a young, lively, beautiful and lovely female high school student, so that she can deceive the middle-aged tanuki Uncle never forgets to be fooled again and again." After speaking, he nodded vigorously, as if he believed that he was right.

Me: "Why do words sound so weird when they come out of your mouth? Can't think of something good... Well, there is nothing beautiful about this fairy tale, but considering how old it is, as long as the logic is smooth, it can't be counted. Flawed. And why did you think of such a setting as jk and uncle!"

It's so jarring!Do you want to be banned!

He stepped forward to tear off the cooling patch and touched his forehead, the temperature has dropped to the normal physiological range.Then I wet the towel and handed it to him to let him wipe his hands and face, and asked while tidying up the room: "What do you want to eat? Chuya went back early in the morning, you... as you like. What's the matter?"

Do you want something in particular? "

"Miyinjiang! Why is it so friendly to call slugs, and only call people by their last names?" He took a towel and covered his face with a towel, and wiped it up and down, muttering words in his mouth as if to blame.

I suddenly had the illusion that "I'm actually a boy", and I almost mistakenly thought that I was coaxing my lovely girlfriend who was particularly sensitive, fragile and jealous because of illness... What and what!

fall!

"Uh... hey, look, I didn't use honorifics for you!"

Then he immediately expressed his satisfaction: "Okay, I want to eat crabs... I have been waiting for two years... Crabs! Crabs! Crabs!"

Impatiently, I pulled him away from the window and stuffed him back into the bed: "What kind of crabs or crabs do you eat? Let's talk about it when you are well. Now there is only white porridge. Do you eat it yourself or I will eat it for you!"

Dazai quickly caught the loophole in my words, and moaned softly: "I want Mi Yin-chan~ Can you help me~"

"Then do you want me to break your arm and feed you rice porridge for three months?" He said, after serving the porridge, he poured it in spoonful by spoonful, then wrapped him up Turned into a caterpillar——"You lie down and sleep for a while, and I will clean up the shrine. Really, I have been back to Yokohama for less than three days. I was almost broken before, so can't I take a good rest!"

As he said that, he took the porridge bowl and water basin and closed the sliding door to leave. He didn't notice Dazai's smirk at first, but his expression suddenly became vicious when he heard my complaint.

The quilts and the textiles in the warehouse need to be washed and dried. I was busy until dusk when I saw Dazai come out of the room wearing a big bathrobe: "Mr. Let's have dinner together. Now, please trust me, Miyin, please pretend to be the ability of your elder brother..."

"Huh? Invite Yato...?" I was a little dazed, but when I thought about what Chuya said when he left, I quickly understood.Probably when we fought yesterday, many people saw me transforming from a human into a Taidao, and was mistaken for a supernatural ability... It's not too outrageous.

"I see, make a call for me." I handed him Yato's number, Dazai dialed without even asking, and the other side answered almost instantly, and then reported a series of messages that made me want to lose my memory on the spot Shameful lines: "Hello, this is Yatogami who delivers the goods safely and securely to your door. May I ask what trouble you have encountered?"

"Ah—that's right, the girl I like doesn't want to accept me for some reason, what should I do—poof!"

"Shut up!"

I punched Daimao and yelled directly into the receiver of the phone: "Someone invites you to dinner!"

In the next second, Yato appeared in front of us with his mobile phone between his arms: "Where is it? Who wants to treat me to dinner? The standard of offering is too low, I won't accept it!"

"The mafia boss invites you to dinner, isn't this low standard!" I opened my half-moon eyes helplessly, and Yeto was stunned after hearing this: "No way, am I already so famous?"

"Brother, can we explain the reason on the way?" Dazai lowered his eyes and was docile and obedient.

It wasn't until an hour later that Yato figured out what happened in the past from my description and Dazai's supplement. He raised his head and thought for a while: "Well, although I don't care, this can be regarded as protection for Miyin. No one will trouble her, and if they want to find her, they can just find me... It's good, that's all."

After speaking, he hesitated for a moment and looked at me: "Miyin, do you think I need to change into something more formal?"

"Huh? You want to wear a safari suit? It's not suitable, Hong Kong and Hei seem to be more westernized." I was a little unclear what he was thinking, but in the end, Yato changed into an indigo yukata, wore a lantern hakama and tied up his hair With the wooden clogs between them, he wandered out of the gate of the shrine.

——He turned me into a sword after being summoned and carried it on his shoulders. He looked even less like a good person than Dazai, who was next to him in a black suit and black coat... Well, to describe the god of misfortunes as good or bad is probably My fault.

After being rejected by several taxi drivers, we waited for a black car. The length of the sword was too long to be safely placed in the car, so he let me change back to

Come on, after being kicked, I smiled and occupied the back seat and refused to let Dazai squeeze in to sit next to me, so I opened the car door and sat in the car while the two of them were fighting wits (especially Dazai) and courage (especially Yato). In the passenger seat.

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go."

Mr. Driver saw Yishin Taidao turned into a big living person with his own eyes, and the look in my eyes changed from admiration to horror: "You are too polite!"

As he said that, he started the car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. I don't think he was much slower than me.

When they got to the Hong Kong Hei Building, the one standing at the door was Chuya with no expression on his face.I held an umbrella and followed Yato with my head slightly lowered, just like any qualified retainer.

When I entered the foyer, Dazai came over and said "Trust me", and I knew it was time to show off my acting skills.

He and Chuya exchanged glances, and Yato raised his chin with an unpredictable face like a moody and fierce god to signal Zhongyuan Chuya to lead the way—a kind of feudal lord ordering his servants.

There was a low gasp sound from around, and my divine master raised his foot as if he had never heard it, and followed the orange-haired boy who led the way to the elevator.

I am familiar with this journey, but after two years, the number of guards and the mental state of the guards are much more relaxed than before.Of course, this kind of relaxation is for the guests. If normal humans want to sneak in and assassinate... I don't think the possibility of success is too great.

The elevator traveled between light and dark, finally stopped and came to a heavy door.Yato raised his hand and called: "Miqi!"

In response, I turned into a sword and floated in front of him.

From this angle, the pure azure blue reflected in the blade of this sword is even more beautiful.The curves are soft and elegant, and the decoration is exquisite and gorgeous. It doesn't look like a sharp weapon for killing at all, but her master radiates blood and the old smell of iron. At this moment, the humans around really realize the existence of gods.

That was not a brilliant achievement that could only be made by a dozen or dozens of lives. This god appeared in front of everyone across time in a boundless sea of ​​blood.