God judge she is poisonous [Comprehensive]

Imai felt that his little emotions were about to flood the whole room.

He was not very happy to be a valet in the first place—staying in Honmaru, he couldn't get the MVP if he couldn't get out of the battle, and it also meant that he didn't have the chance to get the master's reward, but he had to do the assigned tasks.

...It's impossible to ask Sanriyue to lead the class because of such a "small matter", right?

In the morning and in the evening, you have to face the reality. After Sanriyue's enlightenment, Jinjian got up early in the morning to take care of himself, and after he was mentally prepared, he came to the previous day's servant, Yaoken, and planned to finish the job beautifully. Live today.

But he was so reluctant to pack up his mood and put on a positive appearance. The night before yesterday, he should have slept comfortably. Yao Yan, who was ready to fight for the MVP today, actually looked like... he was tossed for a long time by an angry monster. How do you stay?

There are no monsters in their Honmaru, right?

Imamori deserted for a while, and then resolutely stepped into the near waiter's room.

Bless the master, bless the gods, the demons and ghosts are all back!

"I have already written the work that needs to be handed over."

Yaoken's face was pale, but his mouth was very calm. He took a stack of lists that he had prepared long ago and handed them to Jin Jian, "The points that need special attention are all on it, please read carefully."

Jin Jian glanced down, then asked in a daze, "No more?"

Apart from the ones in his hands, are there any other jobs that need to be handed over?Is the valet's task so easy?Compared with his memory, he wondered if he had done a lot of useless work when he was a valet in the past.

Yaken paused, and lifted the bottom of the sheet with the hand that crossed Imaki, and the slight wind brought by the paper passing through the air hit him on the face.

"If you think these are too few, I look forward to your further summary."

After Yao Yan finished speaking calmly, Zhao Jinjian nodded and left quickly after performing all the etiquette.

Jin Jian turned his head and stared at the opponent's back, hesitatingly thinking: something is wrong with Yaoken, doesn't he want to go out to get the master's reward?He's happy to change the guard if he doesn't want to.

Yao Yan walked in the morning light, and the reddish sunlight shone on his cold and lifeless gown. Against this background, his face finally had a tinge of blood, and he looked much more lively.

The sun continuously radiated warmth, Yaken didn't go back to the room immediately to recuperate, he avoided Fu Sangshen, who was exercising in the morning, and walked into the relatively isolated bathhouse alone.

Minimizing the possibility of other people's prying eyes, Yaoyan stood under the sun, and his spread fingers were filled with sunlight.The faint but astonishing warmth contained in that light, like a prairie fire, ignited his body and warmed his soul even more.

Last night, the general took out the body hidden in his lower back in a way that he couldn't detect, and pierced one of the most critical organs of the human body, the heart, without blinking an eye.He watched the blood flow from the general's body with his own eyes, and felt the general's heartbeat gradually slowed down until finally he stopped beating completely.

The general he just accepted, like his previous master, died again?This time, the general committed suicide with his own body.

Is the result he tried so hard to avoid in the end inevitable?

Is he, Yaken Toshiro's destiny, to kill his master with his own hands?

He has always been rational, but the absurd thoughts that occasionally appear in his mind are so ridiculous and dazzling in the context of reality.

But he won't accept his fate.

Yaken Toshiro will never accept his fate.

He was able to make a decision to guard his master at all times when he was serving as a close servant, and he was able to turn his miserable failure into a thick memory and experience, and he regained his strength.

He is an insignificant member of the Awataguchi family, but he is trusted by many younger brothers, and he wants to set a good example for them.

And as soon as Yao Yan calmed down, he looked at the general who seemed to have no breath, and the sadness, pain, and remorse in his heart were gradually filled with doubts.

Recalling what the general asked him, recalling the "look at me" that the general repeatedly emphasized twice, recalling the general's resolute refusal of treatment, recalling the general's "I will not die" that was light and easy, a sudden thought popped up in Yao Yan's heart. crazy idea-

Everything the general does is to eliminate the anxiety in his heart?To reassure him that she won't die like his former master?Even if she uses his body to commit suicide?

impossible……

Yaoyan thought to himself, who can easily overcome the fear of death?Who could kill himself because of a trivial worry from a subordinate?

Such a child's play suicide?

Even though the voice of denial kept rising in his heart, Yao Yan slowly knelt and sat in front of Jiuyang, staring at the pupils that had lost their brilliance and closed.

I will wait for you.

I believe in you.

You will not deceive me.

After counting breaths, in just a few seconds, Yao Yan felt that time was so slow for the first time, so slow that he thought he had experienced a memory that had become history again.

"Look, I'm not dead."

He obviously only listened to it a few times, but it fell into Yaoyan's ears. The voice was so familiar that it imprinted into his soul, making the corners of his mouth involuntarily rise.

"Well, you're not dead."

Under the flat tone, the huge waves that no one can imagine, Yao Yan watched Jiuyang easily pull out the dagger he dared not take, took it with a smile, and put it back on his back.

He personally prepared a change of pajamas for Jiuyang, reported Jiuyang who had changed to the bed, turned around and carefully wiped off the blood splashed on the wheelchair and the ground, and washed the red stains on his face and hands. clean.

"Is it easy to deal with?" Jiuyang asked, "From the time I stuck a knife into my heart, died, and then resurrected, the whole process only took 2 minutes at most. The blood flowing out in this time should be easy to take care of?" Only then did I live in a clean room I'm sorry for Hachisuka and the first phase who have worked so hard to design it.

Yaoyan's voice was calm: "You're right, it's easy to handle, and I guarantee it won't be discovered by others."

"That's good."

Jiuyang sat on the edge of the bed, seemingly satisfied with the timing of the suicide.

Yao Yan smiled slightly after seeing it.

After you have experienced death and resurrection, what you are most concerned about is whether the blood flowing from your body can be wiped clean?Are you happy with your move?

Do you...do you think it is normal and common to use death to prove to me the strength of your vitality?

"General, can I give you a hug?"

After dealing with the red color that shouldn't be in the room, Yaoyan formally resigned to Jiuyang. Before resigning, he asked this question.

"it is good."

Jiuyang agreed straightforwardly, and the drug research also simply crossed the safe distance between people, men and women.

His slender arms wrapped around Jiuyang's back, his head was buried in Jiuyang's neck, and he felt Jiuyang's heartbeat with his own heart.

Puff, puff.

The heartbeat is steady and powerful, with vitality and gentleness as always.

"Trust me that I won't die? You won't run outside my window to watch the night again?" Jiuyang teased.

"No more." Yao Yan said.

If you can prove to me with your life and comfort my uneasy heart, then I will also reciprocate your equal trust and supreme loyalty.

Yaoyan really didn't blow the cold wind outside anymore, he went back to the waiter's room, sat there for a while, picked up a pen and paper and wrote down today's summary, tomorrow's handover content, precautions, and then sat in the room all night, Until the light of day was faint, Jin Jian knocked on his door.

He stood in the bathhouse, standing in the sun, he felt the shadows of the past completely disappeared from this moment, and he felt unprecedented heat sweeping through his body.

After a long while, the paleness on his face faded, his stiff body regained its flexibility in the sunlight, and his soul, which had been wandering all night, was like drinking oasis, with a bright mind and a clear mind, as if a wanderer finally found a harbor to return home at this moment.

"I won't tell anyone."

His mouth moved slightly, and the few words dissipated in the air in an instant.

He will not tell anyone that the general is willing to kiss death for him, that the general is extremely familiar with death, and he will not reveal all the details of tonight to anyone.

The secret between me and the general.

Little secret between me and my master who will never really hurt my life.

Little traces of joy climbed into his heart, Yaken found the mirror in the bathhouse, adjusted his facial expression in front of the mirror, walked briskly back to the room to recuperate, and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast according to the prescribed time.

"...you look okay?"

Jin Jian, who had dealt with Yaoyan early in the morning, ran to Yaoyan, looked at Yaoyan's normal face, hesitated and asked.

"It couldn't be better." Yao Yan replied calmly.

"……Fine."

Jinjian realized that there was really nothing he could do to help here, so he shrugged and yelled at everyone to have breakfast quickly, so as to do some housework before going out to battle.

Such a big Honmaru, relying on him to do housework alone, has to go through the years of the monkey.

The reason is that after the discussion, the time for going out into battle has been adjusted back, and the troops going out into battle will do a little light housework before going into battle.

It is also convenient for Jiuyang, who doesn't like to wake up too early, to send them out after waking up.

Watching the troops leave with Jiuyang, Jiuyang turned to go to the cafeteria to have a fresh and hot breakfast, and Jinjian was busy everywhere in Honmaru.

When passing by the wide-open windows on the first floor of Building A of the dormitory building, Jin Jian couldn't help sniffling.

Did he smell a faint smell of blood?impossible.

Jinjian sniffed again, and found that the little smell that lingered at the tip of his nose before had disappeared without a trace.

Want to go to the battlefield and want to go crazy?

He sighed, leaving behind the illusion that his son had nothing, and resigned to his fate to deal with various internal affairs.

On the battlefield, Hachisuka swung his sword gracefully, with a gentle smile on his face in the first phase, but countless enemy swords died under their swords.

Turning his gaze, Yao Yan, who participated in the battle for the first time on the other side, had a sharp momentum, and the indomitable momentum made the five tigers who were checking for leaks and making up for the gap behind back startled.

What stimulated Brother Yaoyan?

He originally thought that today's MVP would be produced in Hachisuka and the first issue, but now, he is not so sure.

On the side, Sankaiyue silently bent the corners of her lips, and Nagazene walked forward step by step calmly.

At this time, a crack in time and space suddenly opened above their heads.

"Who fell down?"