How to be a mother to Shanyi

My wife Zenitsu during her sleepwalking had a very weird aura and a sense of presence, and the contrast between her calm tone and the past was also very uncomfortable. Yue Yue didn't get annoyed and retorted, "It's really audacious to dare to make a decision for me."

Looking at each other for a while, the God of Misfortune did not run away, and was still angrily reprimanded, and had to lift the name with tears in his eyes. He watched the artifact that was no longer his own before it was warmed and slipped back into his unconscious body silently, shedding two lines of tears .

As a matter of course, he immediately faced Yu Mao Tianyuan's bombarding questions, asking all over from gods to monsters, and there were some exclamations such as "gorgeous", "poor" and "old-fashioned".

Now that I have already witnessed the other side, there is not much possibility of hiding it, Yan Yue thought, after all, Yu Mao Tianyuan is a fast-moving brain, and it is not my wife Shanyi who lost her memory after waking up from sleepwalking a year ago. Planning to get away with it, it's better to tell him everything he wants to know. Anyway, this guy will definitely go back and have a cautious discussion with other pillars.

As for whether this kind of "bonding" will be automatically blurred by the boundary between the other side and the other side... then it depends on whether the ghost killing team has a chance to touch the support of the other side.

"Probably there will be."

Although nothing else can be counted on, Yato can still say a few words about this kind of thing. Unable to guess how long he has been born, the god of misfortune is rare and serious, and said in a serious tone:

"If the ghosts on this shore touch the power of the demon, then your ghost killing team should also be able to get the help of the gods. I only need five coins for incense, and the other gods don't know."

Although I didn't say it explicitly, it's a very straightforward default, and I will help if necessary.

So even if the most troublesome thing is put on hold for now, they didn't fight for long after all. The "hidden" to clean up the battlefield was long overdue. Mao Tianyuan wrote a few large sheets of blank paper with a solemn face, all of which were densely packed with tiny characters, and asked his crow to take it back to the headquarters, and then made time for a few people to rest.

The place to rest is a nearby shop that has not been affected too much. The wandering girls and customers inside have already fled when they were fighting on the roof. Afterwards, a large number of "hidden" team members will need to clean up the mess. There are no outsiders at present, and the house is empty. Just enough for a few people who have just experienced a big battle to bandage their wounds or change their clothes.

The former refers to Umo Tengen and Kamado Tanjiro who felt lung discomfort after inhaling the ice mist. Please ask him to go to the shrine to get some water, and fill the stomachs of the two guys who cut off the six heads of the upper string. Zuihei Inosuke is still full of energy, sharpening his knife, thinking about the stringer who ran away decisively when he saw the situation was not good. two.

My wife Shanyi's sleepwalking state didn't seem to last long. After closing her eyes for a while, she swayed around for a while, then raised her head suddenly in the next second, and asked "what happened and where am I" with a blank face, and then followed Sensing the feeling of limbs and bones, he screamed loudly without any surprise.

"It hurts! Why is my leg so painful? I feel like I'm going to have a cramp! Blood, why is there blood on my face? Ahhh, what happened to my brother just now?!"

Thanks to the fact that this guy has no memory of sleepwalking when he is awake, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with the quarrel made by this trash after he learned about the naming. Yan Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and then yelled back skillfully: "Shut up!" Come on! Why are you arguing, can this wound be covered up?"

This trash hit his forehead hard, but it was only bleeding a little bit. His legs seemed to be slightly strained due to a sudden burst of super fast speed in the middle, but everything else was fine. They belonged to the group of minor injuries. The one who was injured the most was still pouring water on the side.

Both Umo Tengen and Kamado Tanjirou had already drunk to the point of vomiting, but the supervisor Yato still insisted on urging, "Hurry up and drink more, otherwise the living person will be infected with Anmu and die." There's a problem"—that's true, but this guy didn't dare to mention that the water they drank was actually used to clean hands in shrines.

It is true that the water from the shrine can wash away Anwu, but it is usually used to dump weapons to kill monsters. Of course, it is not a problem to use the water of the shrine for this purpose. After all, who would have thought that this breath would be sucked go in the stomach...

Watching this scene helplessly, Huang Yue's mind was tangled for a moment, but he still silently looked away.

——Forget it, anyway, the water is quite clean, and it won’t pour back when scooped out. It’s similar to the difference between the drinking water from the bathroom faucet and the kitchen faucet, but the name sounds a little weird.

"I'm going to change my clothes first."

Yan Yue didn’t suffer any injuries, and the occasional scratches were only on the skin. It was over simply by wrapping two bandages, and there was no need for a special bandage. "Yin" asked for a set of clothes, so he chose an empty room and got in - wearing women's clothes is a mission requirement, and now that the mission is over, he doesn't have any hobby of letting a group of people watch his women's clothes, so he decided to change go back.

"Ah, wait a minute, Yan Yue, there are combs and clips in your hair, if you pull it off forcibly, it will be damaged, so let me remove it for you."

Yato, who noticed him on the other end, also stood up, feeling sorry for the disguise props he paid out of his own pocket, for fear that Yue Yue would damage his things with a heavy hand, and told the two unlucky people who were pouring water to "drink more", hurriedly Busy also squeezed into the crack of the door.

However, even if the relationship between gods and artifacts is indeed simple, due to the special scenes and ambiguous dialogue, in the eyes of others... it may be a bit subtle.

Seeing myself, in the pursuit of love, although I have kissed, but the brother who has not slept in the hand is in the same room with another man under his nose, and shut him out, seeing with his own eyes that the sound insulation is not good The wooden sliding door closed in front of my eyes, and my wife Zenitsu's original expression gradually disappeared.

--Aha?Brother, wait?Seriously, he's still sitting here watching, he didn't even go in, so you let another man in?You need to change clothes! ! !

And he remembers this bastard!That guy who obviously hasn't met twice but acts as if he knows his senior brother very well, that guy who can make his senior brother beat up people, the sense of crisis is overwhelming!

The sourness surged, my wife Shanyi's expression twisted, and there was a strong resentment behind him, even the "Yin" who bandaged him was taken aback, and immediately walked away after wrapping up the bandage, but my wife Shanyi didn't pay attention at all. At this moment, his mind is full of this door and the scene inside the door, and he can still hear the faint sound that seems to be not right coming from inside.

"Hey, can you move faster, dawdling."

"Ah? It's too fast and it hurts you, right?"

"It's better to just pull it down."

"Hey, don't move around, what if you break it."

"I'm bored."

……

The more I listened, the more something went wrong, and even my hands trembled. My wife Shanyi's eyes were instantly rounded, almost bursting with bloodshot eyes. It seemed that I heard a thunderbolt in my ears, followed by the sound of heartbreak—ahhhhhhhh ah!What the hell are you two doing in there? ! !

I can't bear it at all!If you can still hear it, it’s not a man. My wife Shanyi stood up with a horrified expression, the resentment on her back was almost thickened into substance, with strong grievances and panic, she opened the door angrily. : "Hey! What are you doing to my senior brother—what...?"

"..."

Yato, who was tired from removing the comb and hair clip that extended the hair in the hair, & Yan Yue, whose scalp was aching because the hair and the wig were entangled: "..."

In the awkward silence, Yato raised his hand hesitantly to say hello: "Uh, junior brother, are you coming to change clothes too?"

——Who is your junior brother? !

The hair comb was already dismantled, and Yue Yue didn't notice the awkward atmosphere between the two, so he frowned and pulled the comb on the back of his head. "Successfully pulled off the last piece in a fuss, and then quickly threw the thing into his arms, "Is there nothing else?"

Yato: "...not anymore."

"That's none of your business."

Yue Yue glanced at the door, wondering why his own trash was petrified there, and raised his eyebrows: "Trash, what are you doing here?"

My wife Shanyi: "...um...that...this..."

I can't say that I am worried that my wife will be kidnapped by a wild man because I heard a strange conversation... In fact, I can guess the specific situation after thinking about it carefully, ah, my wife Shanyi!The senior brother has already posted the kisses and hugs, why are you still thinking wildly, it's too useless, men who stare too closely will not be welcomed, and will definitely be beaten into a pig's head by the senior brother!

Seeing that the waste at the door was still sweating, his golden brown eyes were looking at the sky and the ground but he didn't dare to look at him, his whole body was still shaking at an ultra-high frequency Hertz, recalling the waste's refusal with a sour smell when he was not awake. , and the inexplicable question just now, Yue Yue gradually savored something, squinted his green eyes, and first looked at a certain misfortune standing stupidly beside him, with disgust floating in his eyes.

The pale and slender index finger stood up, drew a ruthless arc in the air, and finally pointed straight to the door, the meaning was naturally obvious - why are you still here, you hate yourself for not being bright enough, why don't you get out of here?

Nighthawk: "..."

——He guessed wrong, this is not a golden retriever dog, this is clearly a golden pig staggered by a cabbage!

Yeto rolled away knowingly, and before he left, he didn't forget to push my wife Shanyi who was standing stupidly at the door, and then closed the door thoughtfully, and went back with a sigh of relief and continued to stare at the two unlucky people and drink water - woo Woohoo, this world is too ruthless to single dogs, what a good friend, it is not important to have a boyfriend, a guy who forgets his friends after seeing sex, hehe.

And at the door, my wife Shanyi, who had been struggling for a long time, finally choked out a question as thin as a mosquito, and grabbed the corner of her sleeve, hesitating for a long time before asking.

"...Brother, when I fell asleep, although I can't remember clearly, I still have a vague memory."

My wife Shanyi bit her lower lip, not all the sourness in her heart came from "brother never told my friend", she whispered:

"After the 'given name'... Brother will belong to the gods?"

Why is there such a connection that sounds so close?Senior brother should be the closest person to him. He is the one who has been cultivating with senior brother all this time, and he is the one who chases senior brother. Why should senior brother be marked as a god and become a weapon of god in the end?

It was as if, no matter how hard he tried, he was no match for a mark from the gods. No matter how close the relationship between them was, the senior brother would be snatched away easily.

Just thinking about it, I feel very uncomfortable like my heart is tightening, and my mouth is sore and bitter. Even if I try to keep my eyes open and stare at the ground, I can't help falling to the tatami mat. Even if you always cry and make a lot of noise in front of your senior brother, but because of this kind of thing, it's too embarrassing, isn't it?

"...you only remember half of it, it's better that you don't remember anything at all."

Resisting the urge to grab this trash by the collar and yell "Why don't you remember something useful", Yan Yue replied patiently:

"It has been lifted."

"……Hey?"

"Hey what? Are you deaf?"

With the crossroads on his forehead, Huang Yue gritted his teeth and said:

"What's in your trash's mind? I said the naming has been lifted, idiot! What's the use of only remembering half of it? You have grown ears for nothing, so stupid, idiot!!!"

Do you really think he wants to work for the God of Hand Khan? Yedou is a poor god who can't even afford food and needs him to help!What's more, he's a good person, even a cameo appearance as an artifact doesn't mean that he will be this status in the future, what the hell is this trash doing here? !

My anxious heart suddenly became at ease, and my wife Shanyi stood there dumbfounded, with a ridiculous frozen expression on her face, but it was probably a conditioned reflex of making too many noises, and instinctively began to refute: "Hey? Why do you want to?" You scolded so fiercely, you obviously said that you only remember part of it, so it’s not my fault, right? Hmm… well, it’s not entirely my fault, right?”

"Huh? Then whose fault do you want to say?" Huang Yue asked angrily.

"...No matter who you change to, you will be unhappy." Scared by the appearance of the senior brother who was about to beat someone, my wife Shanyi shrank back and muttered in a low voice: "The person I like is suddenly named by the gods. With the mark of a god, it sounds dangerous, and I always feel that I will be hidden by the gods, or it will be like being robbed..."

"Only when it is a divine weapon, will the name of the gods appear on the body. After the name is lifted, of course there is nothing. Only for a while, what are you thinking about here, you really deserve a beating, right?"

Huang Yue subconsciously touched his left rib through his clothes, then snorted coldly:

"It's just that you are stupid. Even gods and artifacts don't have that old-fashioned situation. If the artifacts don't cooperate, the gods can't help it. How could it be that you thought it would become a subordinate relationship. Except for a name that will be used as a mark, other things God doesn't care."

"But that's also marked!" My wife Shanyi finally clenched her sleeves tightly, with a face full of grievances, and sourly uttered the words that she was really struggling with, full of discontent, and super concerned:

"—Even I haven't marked my brother!"

They are not allowed to kiss for too long, they are not allowed to touch their hands, and they are only allowed to sleep. As a result, before he succeeded, the senior brother was marked by others-he didn't even take a bite of the senior brother, and marked his own. Mark, why was it preempted by others?Even if it's only temporarily, he's so jealous!

……

"...So that's your plan."

Huang Yue narrowed his green pupils slightly, his gaze was scrutinizing, and he looked from head to toe at the seemingly weak and aggrieved waste who was huddled at the door.

She was still wearing a ridiculous girl's costume, and the two stupid braids on her head were removed, and replaced with gauze wrapped several times, which made her look even stupider and more bullying... It turned out that it was all a disguise. Trash pretends to be weak to the point where he firmly believes in it, but he still doesn't forget to reveal his aggressiveness, which really makes people angry just by looking at it.

How daring, so daring that you want to mark him?Noisy and noisy, I thought this guy was wronged, but thanks to his patient explanation for a long time, it turned out that he was eager to show his fangs at him—he is the senior brother, the senior, does this trash have any respect? His self-awareness?

"You are so annoying."

Huang Yue clicked his tongue in disgust, then tugged on one side of the neckline, tilted his head, showed his pale neck to my wife Shanyi, and said mercifully:

"Bite it, trash."