God Judge's Blade

The atmosphere in the wooden house became condensed, and Kuwashima Jigoro's tears were still rolling in his eyes.The one opposite was a good boy who was apologetic. He sniffled and wiped away his tears and snot indiscriminately.

"What are you doing?" Sangshima Cigoro wanted to speak harshly, but after crying, there was even a tear in his throat, and the old man felt that he was going to be laughed out of anger, "You don't need it, kid." Sorry, you did nothing wrong!"

The trainer stopped crying, he saw the junior disciple looked up and put down the letter in his hand.

The letter was carefully folded and put into close-fitting clothes.

After placing the letter, he bowed to Mina in thanks.

"Instead, I want to say 'thank you' to you," Kuwashima Jigoro said, "thank you for ending the suffering of that child of Yue Yue."

Kuwashima Cigoro didn't know the true nature of Huangyue. He seriously chose Huangyue and my wife Shanyi as heirs, and he had great expectations for their personalities.

Yan Yue is serious and hardworking. When he was training with Cigoro Sang Dao, he never slack off.

He doesn't understand Huang Yue's nature, so he can only trust the information given to him by others.

The lord said that Mina knew about these things alone. After she speculated that Yanyue might be turned into a ghost, she chased him overnight and beheaded him before he did something irreparable.

Mina retained the last vestige of his pupil's dignity.

The gray-haired old man bowed to Mina again, and when he bent down, tears fell from his eyes again.

"Thank you... for not letting him take that step."

What a heartache... Huang Yue is still so young and has an immeasurable future.

"Thank you," Sangshima Cigoro said with a choked voice, "Thank you for everything you have done for Yue Yue."

Mina clenched her wrist tightly, exerting a little force, and the pain spread all the way to her heart.

On the surface, she answered impeccably, her eyes drooping slightly.

"You don't need to thank me," she said softly, "this is what I... should do."

She took out the Gouyu pendant that belonged to Kanyake, because she didn't know if Kuwashima Jigoro would have as keen a sense of smell as Tanjiro, and Mina even deliberately painted a layer of her own blood on it.

It was human blood, and it was so thick that it could definitely cover up the smell of Yue Yue after he turned into a ghost.

Only the Gouyu pendant is the only remnant of Yanyue. Mina explained to Kuwashima Jigoro that when she found Yanyue, his Japanese sword had disappeared. Maybe it was destroyed when he was dealing with ghosts. I don't know where it fell.

When Mina told a lie, her expression didn't change, she didn't look like a liar at all.Relying on the absence of Shanyi, who can distinguish between true and false, she completes the "truth" she has woven.After listening to Mr. Kuwashima, he did not have any doubts about Minagi's words.

Unlike Shanyi, he has a super sense of hearing that can distinguish between true and false, so he believes everything that Mina says.

After all, he couldn't think of a reason why Mina would lie to him.

After explaining everything, Mina pushed Yanyue's Gouyu in front of Sangdao Ciwulang, and the old man put away the disciple's belongings.He stroked the warm jade and sighed.

After being sad, people always have to live. Kuwashima Jigoro cheered up and said that he was going to make secret dishes for Mina and Shiina Rintaro.

As soon as the old man went out, he saw another blond disciple running down the mountain.

"grandfather!"

Seeing that another disciple was still alive, Sang Dao Cigoro was both happy and melancholy, and there were guests beside him, he subconsciously scolded: "Don't call him 'Grandpa'! Call him 'Master'!"

My wife Shanyi turned a deaf ear to him, and he was sweating from running, quite embarrassed.The crying boy cried all the way when he came here, and the death of Yan Yue caused him a big blow.

But my wife Shanyi is most concerned about grandpa, grandpa must be very sad, right?

Although I know that Huang Yue has always disliked me, my wife Shanyi still has the intention of getting along with him.Grandpa has expectations for the two disciples, so my wife Shanyi will get along well with Huang Yue.

He would even impulsively fight with his teammates because they ridiculed Yan Yue for not being able to learn the Yi style of Thunder Breath.

My wife Shanyi never stepped forward to ask for credit, he did all this silently, even if he was misunderstood by Huang Yue, was rejected by his seniors and caused trouble, he never regretted it.

"Grandpa...Senior Brother Yan Yue..."

"I already know." Sang Dao Ci Wulang said calmly, in front of another disciple, he maintained his master's dignity, so he wouldn't cry in front of this brat!

"grandfather……"

"What are you crying for? What do you look like!" Sangshima Jigoro said sternly, and my wife Shanyi, ignoring that there were people watching, hugged Grandpa's leg with tears and snot, and cried very loudly.

When the blond boy cried loudly, his eyes were squeezed into slits. His crying appearance was exactly the same as that of Mr. Kuwashima, as if they were printed from the same mold.

After crying for a while, my wife Zenitsu and Mina's eyes met, through the blurred tear bubbles, he saw the girl standing diagonally behind, and the crying stopped abruptly.

"Little, little Nagi..."

My wife Zenitsu timidly called out Mina's name.

Mina never thought that Shan Yi would remember to say hello to her when she cried.

"Shan Yi."

Mingming learned from the letter that Minai was the one who beheaded Guihua Yanyue, but my wife Shanyi didn't have any special reaction. He sniffed and wiped away the tears that got in the way.

"Mr. Shiina..."

My wife Zenyi knew Rintaro Shiina. Occasionally, this old man would come down from the mountain he was in charge of and make new desserts for Jigoro Kuwashima.

Later, Shiina Rintaro accepted apprentices, so he stopped coming.The candies that my wife Zenitsu ate during the final selection were made by Mr. Shiina. He remembered Mr. Shiina's craftsmanship.

After all, not everyone can make candy so delicious.

My wife Zenitsu, who had cried enough, was taken back, Rintaro Shiina and Jigoro Kuwashima went to cook, and the two disciples were waiting to eat.The two sat for a while, and Shanyi's mood calmed down.

He heard the heartbeat of the girl sitting next to him.

Mina's heartbeat was steady and quiet, quite gentle.My wife Shanyi likes to play with Mina, because Mina never dislikes him.Moreover, only when teasing Mina, will I hear another voice other than Anwen.

Lively and powerful.

very cute.

Minagi is good, Tanjiro is also good, and Inosuke, who is like a beast, is a fool, but he is also good.My wife Shanyi met many gentle people in her tragic life.He lowered his head to wipe away his tears, and when he raised his head again, he asked Mina in a low voice.

"Nagi... want to play?"

Mina showed confusion: "?"

"Well, there is a swing that my grandfather made for me in Taoshan!" My wife Shanyi cheered up and talked endlessly, "That was made by my grandfather a few years ago..."

Mina listened carefully.

My wife Shanyi likes her master very much. He is an orphan. After being cheated out of money by a woman, the master redeemed him and took him to Taoshan to teach him how to use a sword.

Because the master is so kind, Shanyi felt that it was probably the feeling of a relative.

He likes to call Kuwashima Jigoro "Grandpa", and he refuses to change after repeated admonitions.

Anyway, grandpa also likes him calling it that way, and he said "I want to call Master", but when he heard it, he was still very happy.

When my wife Zenitsu said this, Mina hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then...do I have to call Shiina-sensei 'Grandpa' too?"

Teacher Shiina is also alone, has no relatives, lives on the mountainside, does not even raise a small animal, and is very lonely.

My wife Zenitsu thought for a while: "Mr. Shiina will be very happy!" He replied.

It took about half an hour for the two teachers to cook. My wife Zenitsu took Mina out and talked to Jigoro Kuwashima before going out.

Kuwashima Jigoro poked his head out from the kitchen and shouted angrily at Shanyi's back: "Don't play too late! Come back on time for dinner!"

"I know!"

The destination is not far, after all, where they live is close to the top of the mountain.My wife Zenyi remembered that the previous swing was nearby, and he changed his tiredness and sadness when he first arrived, and happily showed off to Mina.

"Look, this is the swing that grandpa made for me!"

It was a sturdy tree with small planks hanging from the trunk.The ropes at both ends of the plank are firmly tied to the trunk, and when the wind blows, they will shake and move.

It was something Mina had never seen before.

Her eyes sparkled slightly, and my wife Shan Yi grabbed her wrist and led her to the swing.

"Come on, sit on it," said my wife Shanyi, "hold tight to the ropes on both sides, and I'll push you."

The blond boy rubbed his hands, a little excited.

Mina sat down obediently, with her feet dangling in the air, a light force came from behind her, and then her body was driven into the air by the rope and the board.

The wind blew her hair up, and the sound of howling wind was heard in her ears.She grasped the thick ropes on both sides, and the haori unfurled like a butterfly.

It seemed as if it would turn into a butterfly and fly away in the next second.

My wife Shanyi was pushing the swing seriously, and while he was pushing it, he was talking about him, Kuwashima Jigoro, and Yanyue.

People are emotional.

Even though the memories Huangyue brought to my wife Shanyi were not good, even if he couldn't find any good points about this person when recalling, Shanyi would still feel depressed because of his death.

The swing didn't fly too high, Shanyi pushed and pushed, and the movement slowed down.

The small wooden board shook Mina gently.

My wife Zenitsu put her hand lightly on Mina's shoulder and pressed her forehead against her back.

"...Please let me lean on for a while."

The air became extremely quiet.

"Thank you." A few minutes later, my wife Zenitsu whispered, "...Really, thank you very much, Nagi."

Mina turned sideways slightly, raised her hand, and stroked Shanyi's head.

The blond boy's hair was rough and rough, and it didn't feel very good to the touch.But Mina didn't care, she rubbed and rubbed.

"Don't cry," the girl's voice was close to a sigh, "this time, I don't have candy for you."