[Comprehensive] The growth record of the god judge

The sky in Honmaru seems to be gloomy forever, even if he tried every means to improve it, it was useless. Later, he changed to a new type of spring scenery to get a glimpse of the light.Huge sakura trees, pink and white sakura petals, intermittent sunlight cast through the shadows of the trees, like being cut off halfway, only, without accomplices.

He was standing by the window. The windows on the second floor of the atrium were opened very wide. Although only half of the window was open, his upper body could be exposed outside the window. He stretched out his hand to catch a fluttering petal.

There was laughter and laughter from downstairs, it was the daggers playing together, someone spotted him and waved to him happily.

"General! Come down and play!"

The short knife's lively voice was full of life, and the happiness made the sun shine a little bit. He was naturally infected, and couldn't help smiling at them.

Seeing his smile, the short knives were obviously much happier, their smiles were even brighter, and their fair faces blushed with excitement.

Then he shook his head.

He can't play with them.

The short knives were stunned for a moment, the excitement was obviously relaxed, and the smiles on their faces were also forced a lot, and they looked down helplessly, looking very pitiful.He was anxious, and suddenly remembered something, put his hands on his chest, and awkwardly made a heart shape with his hands.

Don't be unhappy, you are unhappy, and I am also sad.

He waved at them, and without doing anything else, he stretched out his hand and slowly closed the half-open window.

"Squeak—"

The paper door behind him was gently opened, and he turned his head slightly, revealing half of his handsome face, his hair like a crow's feathers draped over his shoulders, and the fairy-like sunlight leaked out from the gap in the window, shining on his face. A thin, long ray of light casts across his face.

"The main hall."

Shi Ye suddenly woke up from the dark dream, and what came into view was the white ceiling surrounded by a circle of striped curtains, covered with sporadic dirt, which looked a little glaring.

He took two low breaths, sucked the cool air into his closed throat and mouth, and coughed violently while covering his lips when he was irritated. .

Someone's hurried footsteps sounded, followed by the sound of pulling the curtain, one hand dragged him up and hugged him in his arms, and another hand gently followed the breath behind his back.

"Are you all right? Come on, drink some water."

Breathing gradually calmed down, Shi Ye coughed until his whole body became weak, unable to take the glass at all, the man sighed, and put the water glass aside.

"Why do you have a fever again?"

After being put back on the bed, the quilt was carefully tucked in, and a slightly cool hand was put on his forehead, and his drowsy mind suddenly became clearer.

"Fortunately, it's a low-grade fever."

Shi Ye opened his eyes tiredly, his vision was blurry, and he could barely see two or three figures clearly. He moved his dry throat and said in a low voice.

"I'm causing you trouble again."

The person who was rummaging through the cabinets looking for medicine paused, then raised his head from the cabinet, "Shi Ye is not talking about it, I can't blame you for your poor health." He turned his head and looked at the person who had been sitting by the bed, " Genichiro, do you think so?"

Genichiro Sanada frowned, and sighed helplessly, "You are my younger brother, and I should take care of you."

...That's right, he is no longer a god judge.

He has a name.

Shi Ye struggled to open his eyes wide. Beside the hospital bed in the infirmary, Genichiro Sanada, his elder brother who had just been baked for three months, was sitting there with a cold, unapproachable face, but his black eyes revealed helplessness and concern.

Shi also smiled silently.

He was so stupid before that he couldn't tell the truth.

He has gradually learned a lot of things that he couldn't learn in more than a year in the past.

He also understood.

After being fed the medicine by Yukimura, Shi also fell asleep drowsily again. Sanada tried the temperature on the patient's head again, and felt that it was still a bit hot.

"Come here after training, he has already taken the medicine, let him sleep for a while." Yukimura saw Sanada's worry, and offered a thoughtful suggestion.

Sanada pressed down on the brim of his hat, and the boy on the bed sank between the quilt and the pillow, his palm-sized face was flushed, and he frowned even when he was sleeping, looking extremely pitiful.

"Let's go."

When Tokiya woke up, the sky was already dark, he lay on Sanada's back, and was carried forward by Sanada wobbly.

"You're awake."

Toki also turned his head to look sideways, Yukimura looked at him with crooked eyes, smiling like a fox.

"At first Chiya wanted to carry you, but Genichiro frightened him back." Yukimura reached out and touched Tokiya's forehead, feeling it carefully, with a relaxed expression on his face, "Well, the fever has subsided."

According to Tokiya three months ago, he couldn't understand the meaning of Yukimura's words, but now, Tokiya could hear a bit of it.

He smiled at Yukimura, and slowly retracted the arms hanging on both sides of Sanada's neck, and put his cheek against the exposed part of Sanada's wheat-colored nape.

"elder brother."

He whispered.

Sanada's body froze, several indistinct voices came out of his throat, and he responded in a low voice.

"Ah."

Shi also raised the corners of his lips and laughed, his pale cheeks that were blown by the wind were stained with a healthy blush, and he slowly closed his eyes again.

It is not impossible to learn in three months what I did not understand in the previous year.

The difference lies in whether the person who teaches you really puts his heart into it.

Back at Sanada's house, he was hugged and rubbed by Sanada's mother distressedly for a while, and then he was sent back to his room to rest, and the dinner was said to be delivered later.

Shi also slept a lot in the afternoon, so he didn't feel sleepy at the moment, so he lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.This room is not too big, but it is decorated with care. The utensils placed are both new and old, and there is a lively atmosphere everywhere.

The moonlight outside the window illuminated the light-transmitting curtains, and Shi Ye's thoughts suddenly returned to the past.His room is on the second floor of the atrium. It is spacious, bright, and well ventilated and well-lit. It took his breath away.

It's all painful after all.

But at that time, he couldn't even feel the pain, he was just a moving puppet, no wonder...

Thinking of this, Shi Ye let out a faint breath, raised his forearm, and covered his eyes with the back of his hand.

squeak

The door of the room was opened, warm yellow light came in, and a shadow was cast on the floor.

Shi also turned his head slightly to the side for a glance, and then closed his eyes again.

Sanada Genemon held the tray in one hand, turned on the light with the other, and closed the door softly. He walked over with his slippers on, and put the tray on the bedside table.

"Come and have something to eat."

Shi also flopped twice under the quilt with limp hands and feet.

Sanada Genemon helplessly stretched out his hand to pull Shizuo up, and put a pillow behind him.

"I can't see that you are so virtuous?"

Shi also raised his eyes and smiled.

"That's not how Xianhui is used." Genemon Sanada sighed, picked up the porridge on the tray, scooped up a spoonful of it and blew it cold, and brought it to Tokiya's mouth.

"Really?" Shi Ye took the spoon in his mouth, moved his mouth and spit it out again, vaguely holding a mouthful of porridge, "You are now according to your seniority... but my grandfather? Is it appropriate to do this?"

"Anyway, no one saw it." Genemon Sanada scooped up another spoon calmly.

While drinking the porridge brought to his mouth, Tokiya fixed his eyes on Sanada Genemon.He is old, his hair is gray, and the creases on his face can kill mosquitoes. Although he is old and strong, he can still clearly see the fatigue in his spirit.

He was really a different person from the serious young man back then.

Time is so wonderful, in a hurry, like a white horse passing by, it is unpredictable, and it cannot be retained.

They were originally two points on a line, and they probably shouldn't meet again in this life, and Shi Shi also broke free from the shackles of time, and landed on this long line abruptly.

When I drank a bowl of porridge, I felt that the meridians in my whole body began to fill up, and my hands and feet also gained strength, but the energy was scattered and could not be condensed, and it may never be able to condense.

He shrank back into the quilt again, and Genemon Sanada tucked in the corners of the quilt for him, picked up the bowl and spoon, and put them in the tray.

"Remember to go to school when you're well—the first year of high school, can you keep up?"

Genemon Sanada asked hesitantly, it's not his fault for asking, Tokiya's situation is special, if it wasn't for the physical age restriction, he even wanted to send Tokiya to elementary school to start from scratch.

Shi Ye seemed quite relaxed, hiding under the quilt with only a pair of eyes exposed, and said in a low voice, "I can keep up, I...do you really think of me as a grandchild?"

Sanada Genemon squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, "You are now my grandchild in my family's records." He held the tray in his hand and turned the doorknob.

"Stay at ease. Although my family is not rich, it's okay to support one more person."

The door was gently closed, and Shi Ye stared at the door for a long time before bursting out laughing.

Oops, that's what Yukimura said, isn't it awkward?

Interesting.

He turned over, and the moonlight shining through the gap of the window shrouded like tulle, coating the scattered snow-white hair with a hazy warmth.

He finally fell asleep.

The author has something to say:

The new article starts, and the original and old articles are slowly dropped to update the episode, which is still sweet.

Genichiro Sanada and Yukimura here are from the Prince of Tennis, and Genichiro Sanada is the grandfather of Genichiro Sanada.

Now is the time to show everyone my weird brain hole, don't be afraid, don't panic.

ps: There is no manuscript for this article, so everyone will just read it. (cover face)