[Noragami] I was not there

The early morning wind was a little cool, blowing in through the gaps in the window, disturbing her light sleep.

She frowned, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the ceiling that she was still not used to. The quilt covering her body was a fragrance mixed with the smell of sunshine. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the big "" on her right hand. Blame" word.

... blame.

That's right, this is her name. It's been almost a year, but she still has to take a while to remember it.

She blinked her eyes, her head continued to run slowly, she didn't sit up until the sound of chickens and dogs jumping outside the door, and got up to go out after confirming that it was the two who had nothing to do early in the morning and started arguing.

Then she opened the door and saw the scene where two men, one big and one small, had a disagreement over who should do the laundry, arguing until they were blushing.

"Didn't you say that I was wasting my time at home and asked me to find something to do to prove my existence?!"

"That's not asking you to do laundry! Can you wash girls' clothes casually?!"

"Is there anything that can't be washed in the clothes!...Ah! It's obvious that you have used your own brain!"

"You stinky brat! I have to beat you up today!"

"Bullying children! The gods are so shameless!"

And just as she was about to open her mouth to stop it, she heard the sound of fabric being torn. The corner of her eye twitched, because she suddenly realized that the fabric looked familiar, but it was one of the clothes she put in the backyard yesterday and planned to do today.

The two of them caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of their eyes, and they released their hands holding the clothes at the same time unusually, and took a step back, as if they were saying that this matter had nothing to do with them.

Obviously, they have been living together for more than half a year, and the way these two people get along has only gotten worse, and it hasn't improved at all.

She lowered her head, resigned herself to her fate, and went to the yard to pick up her poor clothes. Before she could finish her words, she was rushed by the little one.

"Sister Jiuyin, I'm sorry, Liao just wants to help my sister with some housework." Liao blinked innocently at her as he said so.

She can be angry with a child, just keep silent about his head, but it's not the same thing in another person's eyes.

Ye Dou grabbed Liao's collar from behind and dragged it out, his face darkened a lot: "If you don't give me a chance, just jump on Jiu Yin."

"Wow! Big villain Yato!" Liao was too small to break free, so he had to punch and kick the air in the air.

"I must throw you out today!"

"you dare."

She rubbed her forehead, no matter how she couldn't get angry, it didn't mean she could let them fight like this, she grabbed her ruined clothes, showed her face again, and smiled brighter than ever: "If you do it again If you quarrel, I will throw you out together."

"..."

"..."

The two who were still fighting like cocks just stopped talking instantly. Ye Dou saw his artifact and rolled his eyes with a smile, knowing that he should slip away before the situation escalated. He let go of Liao's hand, and his eyes wandered Said he still had work to do, so he turned his head and jumped over the wall and ran away. The speed was so fast that those who didn't know thought there were some poisonous snakes and beasts behind him.

Seeing that Yato hadn't even left the door properly, Liao ran away, rolled his eyes, turned his head and smiled and said to her that he was going to help Yato, and he was as fast as oiling the soles of his feet.

She looked at the backs of the two people, shook her head amusedly, then looked at the tossed courtyard in front of her, waved her arms vigorously and rolled up her sleeves.

"Looks like it'll have to be cleaned up before they get back."

<<

Speaking of these three people living here so leisurely now has to start with the incident with Chaoyu more than half a year ago, and Liao also followed her and Yato after that.

Yato said that humans cannot remember gods or artifacts for long.

Liao said that as long as you see it every day, you won't forget it easily.

Yato said that human life is limited and cannot last long.

Liao said he would outlive everyone.

Yeto naturally wouldn't believe it, but he was also speechless. After a long silence, he didn't really throw Liao behind him, but his expression was indifferent. No one knew what he was thinking.

If he still had doubts about keeping Liao at this time, then when Liao led the two of them to an unoccupied courtyard and made it clear that this was his own house and he could live in it as he wanted, Yato would A raised thumb means that the encounter is definitely an arrangement of fate, the fate is really wonderful, and they lived in like this that night.

She asked Yeto what to do with his father, but he couldn't answer, just like a boy who has reached a certain age and started playing rebellious.

Of course she won't object, she can go wherever Yato says, anyway, her affection for his father is basically zero, and the range of change will always be on the left.

After that, it slowly became the way they get along now.

In the midst of a busy day, most of the day has passed, she hangs the last piece of clothes, holds the wooden basin and looks at the sky and wipes the sweat from her forehead, it is almost time to go out.

She found a piece of clean cloth in the kitchen and wrapped the snacks she made before. Although they looked a bit ugly, they tasted okay. She put them in her arms carefully and went out into the street behind closed doors.

She stayed by the well at the entrance of the street for a while, waiting for someone, but when she looked around, there were only pedestrians, but they couldn't see her, and she was used to it long ago.

"It seems that I won't come today." She tilted her head, jumped down from the mouth of the well, and planned to go first by herself, but fortunately she was a step slower, and she finally saw the familiar figure she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Mr. Zhao Ma!"

She waved and greeted the man who appeared from the corner of the street as usual, but the man didn't seem to have a good spirit, he probably wasn't a person who would hide his thoughts.

She was a little strange, although she didn't know Zhao Ma for a long time, and it was more than a month since the last meeting, but she had never seen him show such an expression.

He approached a little closer, with a look of worry on his face, and his spirit was very bad. He was shocked when he saw her, as if he just discovered it: "Ah...Miss Jiuyin, it's you."

"Mr. Zhao Ma... What happened to you?" She was a little worried, after all, the other party was the only friend of the artifact she knew.

Zhao Ma was taken aback for a while, and then smiled weakly after a long while: "No, nothing."

...It doesn't look like it's okay.

But after he said that, she couldn't ask any more questions, so she could only raise the corners of her mouth and change the subject with a smile: "Then shall we still go to practice today?"

"Hmm... okay." He nodded, but apparently he was preoccupied, so he turned around and walked towards the open area where they were practicing.

She was a little puzzled, and wanted to say that if he had something to do, forget it today, but seeing his silent back, she still didn't speak, and walked behind him silently. If she hadn't opened her mouth to remind him, Zhao Ma would have passed by.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Jiu Yin." He apologized for his gaffe, and forced a smile, "How is your practice recently?"

"Let me show you." Seeing that Zhaoma was in good spirits, she also put a pen on her chest, and said to him with a smile, "I have been practicing hard at home."

After saying that, she pointed her fingers straight forward.

There are usually no people in this open space, and it is too remote, but it has become a place where those things from the other side like to gather, including now of course.

She aimed at a small monster, swiped her finger forward, and shouted seriously: "One line!"

A force seemed to emanate from her fingertips. It was an invisible wall, which repelled the monster that was about to move forward, and shielded it in the distance. It's just that the realm she set up couldn't last for too long. After all, It's not skilled enough, but it is already a good talent for her who has just learned it.

That's it, what she agreed with Zhao Ma is to come here twice a month to practice the skills that she should learn as an artifact, but this will be said a little longer.

Although she became Yato's artifact, she didn't do anything for him in the form of a weapon or other utensils. In fact, Yato took her very occasionally when he went out to work, and stayed at home most of the time to do trivial things. .

She doesn't like this feeling, or maybe she feels that such a self has no value in existence, but she wants to ask if she really has the consciousness to become the blade in the hands of Yato, and she seems unable to give an affirmative answer.

She always had the feeling that there was an invisible boundary in front of her eyes, once crossed, there was no way to turn back.

She thought it was because she was not strong enough, and at this time she met Zhaoma in the market. He is the artifact of the famous martial god Bishamon. He has just started and has no experience. It is said that the shape of the weapon is still a small nail. Like her, she was a little confused about her own position, and the two hit it off with the same mood, hoping to help the master in the near future through their own efforts.

But unlike Zhaoma, she did all this without telling Yato.

"Okay, that's amazing, Miss Jiuyin." Zhaoma looked at the first line she made in surprise, and after saying this, what arose in her heart was disappointment with herself.

People who became artifacts later than him can already use the forming technique, but what about him? ...Obviously I have worked very hard, but there is still no way to draw a line, let alone create a deterrent to the things on the other side, but now, now...

Zhao Ma clenched her fists tightly, and also made a positive gesture with her fingers against the air: "One line!"

It was eerily quiet all around, nothing happened.

He didn't let go, bit his lip and shouted again: "First line!"

"...First line!"

"...First line!"

One after another, but still nothing was drawn, Zhao Ma's mind was already in a mess at the moment, and her fingertips couldn't gather strength at all.

"Mr. Zhao Ma...Mr. Zhao Ma!" She saw that something was wrong with him, and hurried over to call for a stop, but he had no intention of stopping at all, and the sweat on his forehead was running down his cheeks.

"One line... one line!"

She had no choice but to pounce on his arm with all her strength to make him stop drawing lines, closed her eyes and shouted: "Enough! Mr. Zhaoma!"

Zhaoma was taken aback, and finally realized what she was doing, but all that appeared in front of her eyes were the figure of the girl, her smile when she taught him how to draw a boundary, but now she is gone, and he is still useless Failed to use such a basic thing well.

He was really...really, really useless.

"……How to do?"

She looked at Zhao Ma who seemed to have calmed down, she didn't understand, so: "Huh?"

"What to do... what to do... Xunma she was thrown down, Xunma her...she was thrown down the wind acupuncture point." Zhaoma put the back of her hand to her forehead, and when she said this, her expression was painful and tangled, like the next time She was about to burst into tears in a second, but she ruthlessly endured all her emotions, "But it's still not over...Obviously I've already asked her, she's already..."

Faced with Zhao Ma who suddenly fell into self-blame, she was a little at a loss and couldn't know much from his few words, but she could imagine how bad it was after hearing that Xiang Ma was thrown into the wind point. I have heard Zhaoma talk about the Xunma who is in charge of guiding him. In Bishamon's huge family, she may be his closest family member.

What is a wind hole?

That is the place connecting Huangquan Hirazaka, and there are monsters from the other side who regard artifacts as delicacies, so once they fall, there is only one ending-death.

It was the first time she knew that the original artifact would also die.

Zhao Ma left, he never told her what happened, the only thing left to her was an inexplicable sense of loss, she was suddenly a little scared.

When the night was quiet, she was sitting next to Yato, he looked at the moon, she looked at him, but lowered her eyes before opening her mouth: "Yato, will the artifact die?"

Yeto tilted his hand holding his chin, and looked at her a little puzzled: "What are you thinking?"

"you answer me first."

"...Of course I will."

"What about the gods?"

"Gods will die too, but they will be reborn in another form."

She raised her head, met his gaze and asked, "Is that Yato too?"

His eyes became a little dark. In fact, he could tell a lie and take it away, but seeing her looking at him, he found that he seemed unable to lie. He could only show a self-deprecating smile, but his words were relaxed. "If a nameless little god like me dies, he probably really has to say goodbye to the world."

"That's it..." She didn't show too much surprise, maybe she had already guessed the answer, she straightened her body, cast her eyes on the crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and slowly leaned her head towards his Shoulder, "Yato."

"Ok?"

"I want to stay by your side forever." She said so, and then closed her eyes with peace of mind. For the future, her only wish may be this sentence.

Yeto was slightly stunned, his eyes moved to the girl with closed eyes, his arm hesitated several times and finally landed on her shoulder, and then he replied softly: "Yes."

——I want to be an artifact, and I want to be by that person's side forever.

strangeness?Whose wish is this?

But it doesn't matter anymore, at least now it has become her wish.

<<

But in fact, the days she thought would be peaceful did not last long.

It was an afternoon that should have been the same as usual, and she saw Zhaoma again after a few days, and then everything changed.She had never seen Zhao Ma be so messed up as before, the fear and tension on his face seemed to tear him apart.

"Mr. Zhaoma...Mr. Zhaoma?!"

He was stunned, his eyes seemed to have lost all life, but after seeing her face, he regained a little brilliance, and then he seemed to have made up his mind——

"Miss Jiuyin... You said that your master is the God of Night Fighting who can destroy everything, right?"