[Comprehensive] Become the Son of God

At the gate of Kiyomizu Temple, the three were relatively silent.

Murakihara Riki glanced at Yukimura Seiichi: "Let's go?"

Yukimura Seichi nodded affirmatively: Yes.

The two reached an agreement, one left and one right bypassed the monk and prepared to leave.

The monk was not annoyed either, he came back to his senses and clasped his hands together: "The soul is there but not my own body, why are the two benefactors not curious?"

Yukimura Seiichi and Murakihara Riki suddenly stopped in their tracks, and turned back to look at the old monk in unison.

The old monk smiled and said, "Don't worry, you two."

He stretched out his hand, and there was a red silk thread in the palm of his hand.

"Can you two give me your hand?"

Ziyuan Limu didn't think much, and stretched out his hand.

The old monk's phrase "the soul is not the body" has already won her trust.Yukimura Seichi, on the other hand, thought a little too much, but looking at the old monk's smiling eyes, he still stretched out his hand.

A man and a woman, one with a strong wrist and one with a slender wrist, both with distinct phalanges.

Beauty is in the bones but not in the skin.

People nowadays look at the appearance of the skin, not the appearance of the bone.Now these two hands are swinging to each other, which is the best bone appearance, and also has an excellent skin appearance.

The old monk took the red thread and wrapped one end of it around 'Yukimura Seiki''s wrist twice, and led the other end to wrap it around 'Purple Hara Riki''s hand twice.

Then he retracted his hands with a smile, folded his palms together and said, "Everything is fine now."

"Please don't worry, the two benefactors, everything will be back on track." The old monk said.

But Ziyuan Limu looked at the red thread wrapped around his hand, and frowned: "What is this?" Whether it was tight or not, why did you make it?

She moved her hand and pulled it towards herself.

But the red thread that was only wrapped around the wrist twice did not move at all, even the hand that dragged Yukimura Seiichi moved towards him.

"Huh?" Ziyuan Limu let out a light snort, and pulled his wrist towards him again.

Yukimura Seiichi also moved his hand towards him.

"It's amazing, won't it be loose? It's not fastened." When Ziyuan Limu said this, his eyes shone with broken stars.

Yukimura Seiichi shook his head helplessly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's amazing."

Ziyuan Limu raised his head and looked at the old monk, but the old monk just now had disappeared.

"Eh? Where's the old monk?" Ziyuan Limu was surprised, "Is this man walking silently? It's impossible for the two of us to hear his footsteps leaving, right?"

Yukimura Seiichi frowned: "I really didn't hear it."

"Huh?" Ziyuan Limu twitched the corner of his mouth, and was about to remove the red thread, but when he looked down, he made a louder sound of surprise.

There was nothing on the wrists of the two of them, and the red rope that was tied before was nowhere to be seen, just like the mysterious old monk.

"What about the rope?"

Seiichi Yukimura raised his eyebrows slightly. After such bizarre things as soul swaps, this is really nothing now.

"I don't know." Saying that, Yukimura Seiichi lowered his wrist.

And with this movement, he even lowered Ziyuan Limu's hand.

"Fuck me, am I bound to a back spirit?"

Yukimura · Back Spirit · Seiichi: ……………

After struggling to no avail, Yukimura Seiichi and Murakihara Riki left Kiyomizu Temple together.

After the two left, an old monk behind the mountain gate wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Fortunately, it was in time, otherwise it would be the fault of the old monk."

"Everything is back on track, no one will die alone anymore."

Leaving from Kiyomizu Temple, nothing happened on the way, even the feeling of being involved with the red thread seemed to be gone.

It's just that Ziyuan Limu still couldn't help but look at his empty left wrist, there was nothing there, but he still had the illusion of being involved.

"Xingmura-kun, who do you think that old monk is?" Murakihara Riki played for a long time, then turned his head to the side of Yukimura Seichi, and asked in a low voice.

"Shouldn't be a bad guy." Yukimura Seichi replied with a smile.

Received such an answer that is equal to nothing, Murakihara Riki clicked his tongue, crossed his arms, and separated from Yukimura Seiichi in front of the platform.

The two returned to Kanagawa one by one and Akita by the other.

"The tennis club will ask Murasakihara Santo to take care of it."

"They don't need my attention at all, they are very self-disciplined." Murakihara Riki waved his hand, "It's my dad's side, please, Yukimura-kun, don't let him see anything. He is quite sensitive, if he really notices, he will Just tell the truth."

"I'll try my best." Yukimura Seichi nodded.

"See you then."

"Okay, see you later."

"If you find any way to change it back, please let me know."

Yukimura Seiichi smiled: "Okay."

"Thank you very much, I'm leaving first." Murakihara Riki waved his hand, stepped into the carriage, and waved at Yukimura Seichi outside the door, "Be careful."

As the train drove away, Seiichi Yukimura stood there watching the tail of the departing Shinkansen for a long time.

After meeting that old monk today, he had a faint feeling in his heart that they would be able to return to their bodies in a short time.

And all of this, maybe just for the meeting of two people?

When this idea came to mind, Yukimura Seiichi was stunned for a while, then shook his head with a grin.

Sure enough, I was still a little affected, and I took it seriously after hearing some things.

However, the old monk said that he was back on track, which always made people look forward to it.

on Monday

Yukimura Seichi went downstairs, and Murakihara Riki's elder brothers had already returned to the school dormitory on Sunday night because they were already studying in university.

There are only him, Ziyuan's father and Ziyuan Atsushi in the family.

Ziyuan's father made breakfast and went upstairs, not knowing what he was doing.

Only he and Atsushi Ziyuan were left eating toast face to face.

"Xiao Liniu is so weird lately." Atsushi Ziyuan took a bite of toast and suddenly raised his head and spoke vaguely.

Yukimura Seiichi paused in his hands, and smiled habitually on his face: "Is there any problem?"

"You never smile like this, little pear girl." Atsushi Murasakihara said, those eyes that were always lazy were half closed, and now they opened, and the purple pupils stared straight at Yukimura Seichi with sharp eyes.

"Xiao Liniu won't say hello to me either."

Yukimura Seichi pursed his lips, he and Murakihara Riki were two people, some habits would leak out inadvertently no matter how careful they were.

In the face of Ziyuan Limu's friends, he can barely cope with it, but it is not surprising that he will be discovered in the face of Ziyuan Limu's relatives who get along day and night.

"Then, does A-Dun think that I'm not good?" Is that what Murasakihara-san called her brother?

On the opposite side, Atsushi Murasakihara was taken aback, then lowered his head and started biting his toast, without saying a word.

Yukimura Seichi was still racking his brains to prepare for the next question, but the other party stopped asking.

While biting his toast, Atsushi Ziyuan thought to himself: Ah, Xiaoli girl is really normal, so she wouldn't call me Aton.

Yukimura, who was lucky enough to escape, didn't know anything about it.

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The siblings parted ways at the school gate, and after a short walk, a series of cheerful footsteps came from behind.

Yukimura Seichi stopped early, turned around and waited for Asakawa Yasa to approach.

"Ah, little pear~ good morning."

"Good morning."

Asakawa Yasa looked around, and leaned forward with an ambiguous expression: "Dear Xiaolizi, which friend did you go out with this weekend?"

Yukimura Seiichi made several turns in his heart.

"Why do you ask?"

"I knew you wouldn't admit it." Yasa Asakawa clicked her tongue twice, took off her schoolbag, took out her phone, poked a little, and then turned the screen of the phone to Seiichi Yukimura.

"Hey, since when did you know Seiichi Yukimura from Likai University? Did you go to Kiyomizu Temple together?"

While handing over the mobile phone, Asakawa Yasa did not delay her teasing the friend in front of her.The corners of the eyes and the brows revealed gossip, and the eyes looking at 'Ziyuan Limu' were even more sparkling, waiting for his friend to confess everything.

Yukimura Seiichi took the mobile phone handed over by Asakawa Yasa and began to look at it at a glance.

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My God, is this purple original pear wood? ? ?How does the person next to him look like Yukimura Seichi from Tachikai University? ? ?One Kanagawa, one Akita Prefecture, how did these two people know each other?And go to Kiyomizu Temple together? ? ?When did they date?

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The following two pictures show him and Ziyuan Limu going to Qingshui Temple. When they just entered the gate, the two of them wanted to go to the back mountain faster, so he stretched out his hand to pull Ziyuan.

It's a very common move, but in the photo, the girl reached out and tugged at the boy's sleeve.

No matter how you look at it, it's ambiguous.

In addition to being a holy place to see cherry blossoms in April, Kiyomizu Temple is also a holy place for couples to date.

It is said that the couple who take a photo with the cherry blossoms on the high tower of Kiyomizu Temple will last for a long time.

But Yukimura Seiichi himself didn't believe it.

"Little pear, you don't do shot put or lift weights. You are also the dream lover of many boys on campus. But now a flower in Yangquan University has been picked by a flower in Lihai University. Your admirers are afraid It’s broken.” Asakawa Yasa looked at the picture and sighed with emotion, “I said why you have suddenly developed towards gentleness during this time, so it’s because there are other dogs outside.”

"Do you still think I'm your good friend?" The more Asakawa Misa said, the angrier she became, looking at the friend in front of her, she reached out to pinch her face.

Yukimura Seiichi felt a strange atmosphere, subconsciously tilted his head, avoiding Asakawa Yasa's hand.

Asakawa Yasa froze for a moment, retracted her hand, snatched the mobile phone from Yukimura Seiichi's hand, threw it into her schoolbag, turned around and left.

Long light chestnut hair fluttered in the air.

"Urakihara Riki, you are a heartless person."

Seiichi Yukimura looked at the back of Yasa Asakawa leaving and suddenly felt a headache.

At this time, he really wanted to teach Chiya some English.

Akira Kirihara, who was training hard in Kanagawa, also shuddered suddenly.

Why did my back suddenly feel cold.

It feels like something is wrong, should he ask for a leave of absence to go to the hospital?

On the other hand, Murakihara Riki, who was sitting in the office, crossed his arms and faced Genichiro Sanada and Yanagi across the way, with a blank expression on his face.

"Yukimura, you have always been self-disciplined. Now that the national competition is coming up, I hope you won't affect your competitive state because of outside things."

Murakihara Riki: Didn’t we already talk about that day? ?

"I see."

"That's good."

Liu and Sanada looked at each other, and Liu spoke.

"Yukimura, are you in love?"

Purple original pear wood:? ? ? ? ?

Not long after, Yukimura Seichi, who was in class, received an email.

【Yukimura-kun, I'm sorry, your innocence has been stained. 】

Yukimura Seiichi: ...

The author has something to say: probably the domineering kiss in exchange for the imaginary can't be written anymore.

Let's talk about it later. [I'm Rio's upright smile.