It is said that Sun Pillar-sama is the god of fire

Yue Yan still remembered that it happened when he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

He was sitting quietly by the window reading a book, but the door was knocked open with a "bang" unexpectedly, and he almost tore the book in his hands in shock.

His place is remote, and most people can't find this place at all.The black-haired boy who was quite aware of this, his first reaction was not that some robbers broke into the door, but whether a certain troublesome duo had caused trouble again.

After all, it's not the first time those two guys would hide in Tanjirou Kamado's place before he found out, although Tsukihiko will definitely stab Kagami afterwards, and then the two of them will be repaired a meal.

But this time, the one who rushed into his room was Ye Bu with blood on his hands and some blood on his face.

"You...!" The pungent smell of blood rushed into the nostrils, and the stench was almost disgusting.Noticing Yueyan's gaze, the blue-eyed little god subconsciously put his hands behind his back, and the eyes glowed with a strange blue light under the transition of light and shadow.

The thing in his hand was still emitting foul-smelling blood, dripping down the child's fingers and dripping onto the ground.

The black-haired boy suddenly took a breath—Vulcan's sensitivity was far beyond his imagination, and his place was originally a wooden floor, and it was extremely difficult to clean up after dripping blood.When the time comes when Zaomen Tanjiro Xingshi asks about his crimes, I'm afraid even he will be implicated.

"Don't tell Tanjirou." Before he could open his mouth, the blue-eyed god had already spoken, and his tone was very righteous, which made Tsukihiko's head throb with veins.

"Huh? You rushed in out of nowhere and made me dirty this place, and you told me not to tell Tanjiro?" Tsukihiko raised his eyebrows, his tone was sharp, and he looked at the child in front of him rather displeased.

Leaving aside that the two of them were at odds with each other in the first place, Yue Yan didn't feel that he had deceived Vulcan at all.

Moreover, judging from past experience, this guy definitely avoided Kagami who might go looking for him because what he did would anger Tanjiro Kamado, and ran to him for refuge.

Ye Bu didn't mean to explain to the black-haired boy, carefully took out a piece of white cloth from his arms to wrap the bloody things on his hands tightly, and went to find water to wash off the blood that stuck to his body without saying a word.

Yue Yan, who took a casual glance but saw clearly what it was, suddenly had cold hands and feet.

It was a fresh, freshly severed ear from a human.

He didn't care what the blue-eyed god did afterwards—or, at that time, he simply couldn't process more information in his mind.

That was the first time he had come into contact with such a terrifying fact so intimately.

The one in front of him is not a kind angel, but a god who overlooks all living beings and regards human beings as ants.

He doesn't quite remember what happened after that.I just vaguely remember that Tanjiro's complexion changed drastically when he first entered his room that day, and his complexion barely improved after carefully checking that there were no wounds on his body.

Later, I heard from the blond-haired slippery ghost that the blue-eyed god had been scolded quite fiercely by the fire god, and he was so angry that Tanjiro Kamado would never buy anything for Yabu again for several days.

But now, Yue Yan closed the pages that had turned yellow, and his pitch-black eyes shifted slightly. Completely blocked.

For some reason, the memories that had been blurred as hard as possible at that time kept rolling in my mind, not only the sticky scarlet blood in my dreams, but occasionally I closed my eyes, and my eyes were filled with that frightening red color.

After blocking the light, the dilapidated hut, which was already poorly lit, became even darker.He silently lit the lamp, quietly watching the flames tremble slightly in the air.

The range that such a cluster of weak flame seedlings can illuminate is too small, except for the pitiful place next to the desk, there is no way to cast light into the deeper corners of the room.

"Yue Yan!" The door was opened with a "wow", and the red sunset sun spread into the dark room, and everything in the room seemed to be stained with a thin layer of blood.

A slender figure cast on the floor, Tanjiro Kamado was walking in with a basket, his smiling face suddenly froze the moment he stepped into the room.

Vulcan first looked around vigilantly, making sure that there was nothing unusual in the room that could be seen at a glance, and then looked suspiciously at the black-haired young man sitting in the corner by the bed.

The young man also seemed to be quite puzzled by his actions just now. He was looking at him with raised eyebrows, and no light could see through his dark eyes.

"What's the matter?" Tsukihiko's voice was cold, as if he was very dissatisfied with Tanjiro Kamado interrupting his reading so abruptly.

"No, it's nothing..." Zamon Tanjiro shook his head, the doubt in his heart still hadn't dissipated, he had put on the gentle expression most familiar to the black-haired youth, walked up to Tsukihiko, his tone full of worry .

"Has Yueyan's condition worsened recently?"

"Ah... almost." Before the black-haired youth finished speaking, Kamado Tanjiro got up again and walked to the window, reaching out his hand to open the tightly closed window.

"Isn't it still very bright outside now, why are you so anxious to close the windows?"

"Wait!" Sensing Vulcan's movement, Yue Yan subconsciously stopped him, "I just closed the window when some cool wind came in."

After finishing speaking, a few muffled coughs overflowed his throat.

Hearing this, Kamado Tanjirou immediately closed the window tighter with his backhand, for fear that there would be another cool breeze sneaking in.

Although it was already spring, the breath of cold winter had not yet gone away, and the wind was still piercingly cold.

"Is Tsukihiko a little unhappy today?" Sitting next to the black-haired young man, Tanjirou Kamado raised his head slightly.The child who was not as tall as his waist back then is now a head taller than him, making Vulcan sigh at the speed of time and at the same time feel a little gratified.

Although the memory of the human era has gradually faded away, not being able to see his younger siblings grow up is still a thorn in Kamado Tanjiro's heart that cannot be removed. Now he sees that the children who are almost brought up by his own hands are about to grow up. , the gods can't help but feel sad.

The black-haired young man looked at him in surprise, but didn't say a word.

Seeing every trace of the young man's expression, Vulcan smiled and pointed to his nose: "I have the ability to read minds."

He has used this trick countless times to deceive the blue-eyed god, and coaxed the other party to tell his mind.

However, the black-haired young man didn't like him at all, and he was silent for a long time before asking an almost irrelevant question.

"Tanjiro, what do you think about killing people...?"

"Murder?" The god was puzzled, not understanding how the young man would suddenly ask such a question.

"There is a discussion on this matter in the script I read today." Yue Yan paused, as if organizing his words.

He turned his head and stared at the god in front of him with his dark eyes, as if he wanted to take in all the changes in the expression on the face of the god, and he would not let it go.

"So, if you had to hurt or even kill someone else, would you forgive Tanjirou?"

He stared closely at Vulcan's shiny lips, and his hands hidden under his sleeves trembled unconsciously.An emotion called hope filled the bottom of his heart silently, like soft and fragile bubbles, quietly emerging from the bottom of his heart.

--"It will not happen."

With a sound of "pop!", the bubble shattered.

As if waking up from a big dream, Yue Yan raised his eyes, unprepared, and bumped into those bright and firm crimson pupils that seemed to be burning with flames.

"No matter what the reason is, killing is killing, and such a crime cannot be forgiven."

"I will pity the poor man who had to commit such a crime, and let him be punished for committing such a great crime."

Vulcan's clear voice rang in Yueyan's ears like thunderclaps, making the black-haired young man feel chills all over his body, as if falling into an ice cellar.

He trembled almost uncontrollably, and could only hear his own voice being extremely dry and hoarse, continuing to ask the gods.

"What about Ye Bu?"

"He also killed people? Why wasn't he punished?"

He almost roared, questioning the god in front of him.

"Tsukihiko!" Even the most stupid person can see that the young man's mood is not right at the moment, let alone Kamado Tanjiro who is born with a keen sense of smell and is more sensitive to emotional changes?

Hugging the young man into his arms, uneasiness, fear... Countless negative emotions poured into his nostrils, Kamado Tanjiro hugged the young man tightly, his warm palms gently slid down the other's back.

It's like comforting children's emotions when they were young.

"Yueyan should have guessed it, right? Yebu is the God of Misfortune."

With a soft and warm voice flowing in his ears, Kamado Tanjiro lowered his tone, silently comforting the trembling young man for some reason.

"Just as it is my nature to bring light and warmth, killing is also an instinct engraved on Ye Bu."

"I can't change the nature of that child. The only thing I can do is to constantly guide him, let him walk on the right path, and use his strength in a more appropriate place."

There are other things that cannot be known by young people.

Although gods sometimes talk about right and wrong, but in the end it's just a standard set by humans.The gods who have no right or wrong will not be punished no matter what they do - only by arousing the wrath of the gods and sending down judgment on the high sky plain, can a god be convicted.

His chest was tightly pressed against the thin chest of the black-haired young man, and those pale arms were somehow so powerful that Vulcan even felt a little pain from being strangled.

That kind of feeling, as if once let go, the other party will be wiped out in the next second, and they will never see each other again.

"It's okay, it's okay." Although he didn't know what happened, Vulcan patted the young man's shoulder lightly, condoning the other's presumptuous behavior, silently conveying his own body temperature to his cold body.

"Speaking of which, this year's cherry blossoms are about to bloom, shall we go together?"

Tsukihiko didn't answer, just shook his head silently.The drooping black hair fell on Vulcan's neck, and there was a numb itching as it rubbed lightly.

"You're being capricious again." Tanjiro scolded, and then asked, "What about the wisterias, I found a place where the wisterias grow quite luxuriantly."

However, contrary to Vulcan's expectations, the young man, who could almost be said to be partial to wisteria flowers to a certain extent, still shook his head and said nothing, but tightened his arms hugging him even more.

The heavy breath spread silently in Tsukihiko's heart, he took a deep breath of the warm breath of Kagami almost obsessively, and didn't care at all about the ugly wrinkles on Tanjiro's fine clothes.

He already... has no way to go anymore.