After I became a divine judge [Comprehensive]

It was as if there were countless bugs crawling and gnawing on the body with itchy pain, and the throat was so thirsty that it seemed like a fire was burning inside, but the drowsy cold and the swelling pain in the head that I felt during the previous few brief waking ups finally came to an end. is gone.

But...he survived.

I stare blankly at the wooden ceiling above me, feeling a sense of unreality that resembles a blank space somewhere between doom and disappointment.

"My lord." "...Three days and months." I sat up awkwardly, and the wound on my waist was pulled away, bringing a burst of pain that made the facial muscles twitch subconsciously, but compared to the pain caused Yan Yi, what makes me more uneasy is what I did to him when I was delirious.

Although the impression is very vague, at that time, I did pull his sleeves and refused to let him go, and even cried intermittently, I don't know how much trouble I caused him.

Will he be hated by him... I was trying to quietly raise my head to see his face, but I saw him suddenly approaching, and pressed his forehead against mine.

So close.

So close.

So close.

I froze in place, his faint fragrance filled my nasal cavity and brain, making me lose the ability to think.

"Hahahaha, that's great, the fever has subsided." He got up very calmly, and I faced the heat from the base of my neck to the tips of my ears.

"Too, too close, it will be contagious." I helplessly covered my tomato-colored face, my heart beating violently: "Use, just the back of your hand, it's fine."

This is such a close distance, and you can kiss the distance with just a little closer. It is too foul, too intimate, and it is too easy for me to think that I shouldn't have it. This time alone is enough for me to remember for a lifetime.

And I, who is bad and greedy, reminded him who didn't know a lot of common sense that the reason why he could measure his body temperature with the back of his hand was just because he hoped that he wouldn't do this to other people who also had a fever. I secretly hoped that this would become my precious one memory.

"Really, grandpa, I don't know." Little by little, he removed my hand covering my face, and handed the wooden bowl filled with boiling water to my lips: "But drink some boiling water first."

I slightly raised my head and drank the boiling water with just the right temperature in the bowl bit by bit with his hand, and after drinking the water in the bowl, he wiped off the remaining liquid from the corners of my lips with his fingertips, which is intimate to me He performed the extreme movements so calmly and naturally, this is probably what the book said, what is in the heart, what is seen naturally.

"Thank you very much." I touched my lips, thinking of everyone who was also involved in the turbulence of time and space, and raised my heart after letting go a little: "Excuse me, do you have any news from everyone?"

"Not yet." He met my eyes, reached out and touched my head as if he could read my inner thoughts: "We will set off to look for it when the Lord is healed."

"Well, I, I will work hard."

Try to let the wound heal quickly, try to restore yourself to be able to move freely, try not to let yourself get hurt again, and try not to trouble you again.

……

The benefactor who took in Mikazuki and me and provided me with medical treatment is the village priestess, Kagome Higurashi, who is a modern person.

Yes, modern people, she told me about this not long after I woke up, and very gently comforted me who was worried that I would not be able to go back to Honmaru, and explained the things of this era, and it was irresistible Her enthusiasm introduced us to her husband and friends.

Whether it’s the half-demon Inuyasha with furry ears, the energetic and lovely Ling, Miss Coral who can easily lift a huge weapon, the mage Maitreya who likes to talk to people and gets her ears pulled by Miss Coral, the calm and calm Granny Feng They are all very easy to get along with Miss Higurashi.However, in front of people I have only been in contact with for less than two days, I still can't speak normally. Even if I open my mouth, I can only say some simple phrases.

What should I do?When I was alone with Sankayue, I asked him this question anxiously, worrying that my way of speaking would be too rude, which would make Miss Higurashi and the others feel unhappy.

"Hahaha, let me speak instead of my lord." That's how he answered me at that time, the hunting clothes on his body were replaced by a simple coarse coat because it was too cumbersome, but he was still surprisingly handsome and dazzling.

"But, in this way, I will be taken care of by Mikazuki again." It took me a long time before I hesitated to answer this sentence.

I took the role of God Judge, and have been with him for almost half a year. Although I don't know him well, I know that he is used to and likes to be taken care of by others, and he doesn't like to do insider and troublesome things, that is, Said, he probably doesn't like to take care of people, I was very sorry to have to trouble him to take care of me because of my serious injury, and now trouble him because of something that I might be able to overcome with my hard work, it's really embarrassing I was terrified of being hated by him.

And he is like the moon, no matter where he goes, no matter what clothes he wears, he is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off him. However, in a few days, a girl in the village has already shown his favor to him and secretly asked me and him. It doesn't matter, as long as he nods, there will naturally be many girls who are much better than me willing to take care of him.

You can also not be dragged down by me.

However, he showed a smile that I still can't understand, indulgent and contains some kind of emotion that I can't understand, and put his left hand on my cheek: "Grandpa, I can take care of others occasionally, my lord. "

I don't understand, but I feel... very happy, uneasy and anticipating and want to cry, and now thinking about it, I still feel the soreness of my heart as if it was hit by something, and it can't stop beating faster.

"Sister Yuka~ Can you help me put on the kimono given to me by Master Sesshomaru?" I came back to my senses, looked at Shang Ling's immature face brimming with joy, and thought about what she said, suddenly felt something was wrong.

I nodded and stood up and let her lead me to trot into the room. At first sight, I saw a very high-end and expensive cherry-colored furisode neatly placed on the table.

If I remember correctly, giving a kimono to a person of the opposite sex other than the parent's generation represents a marriage proposal?

"Ling, how old are you?" "Ling is 12 years old this year~" Ling, who happily put on her big sleeves, raised her head and showed me a very cute toothy smile.

In the Warring States period, 12 years old is indeed no problem. I wonder who is so lucky to be with a girl like Ling who is as small as the sun?I carefully wrapped Ling around a girdle embroidered with beautiful patterns, gathered her slightly raised black long hair behind her, smoothed the wrinkles on the sleeves, and felt the peace of mind of the long-lost caregiver.

I stood aside and watched her childishly turn around in a circle, and finally stopped as if she remembered something, and made a very typical gesture of folding her hands and bowing slightly that belonged to Ji Jun in TV dramas.

"Xiaoling, very beautiful." I thought for a while, and changed what I wanted to say from cute to beautiful.

"Really? That's great, Ling really wants Master Sesshomaru to take a look." A slight blush appeared on her face, it seemed that she really liked the "Master Sesshomaru" she said.

And "Sesshomaru-sama" who would give her a kimono and make her talk about it so generously must also like Ling very, very much, just like Ling likes him.

"When we meet, let him wear it." I clasped my hand and pressed it lightly on my chin.

"Yeah! Next time, definitely~!"

Just looking at her showing such a happy smile from the heart like this makes me feel happy too.

It's like when everyone in Honmaru is happy.

The author has something to say:

Most of Yuka's happiness comes from feeling the happiness of those around her.

Do you think Yuka is too cowardly?I feel that she is slowly getting better. She has a little greed, which is beyond my expectation, but I am a little happy about it. In fact, when I wrote this chapter, it has deviated a lot from the outline I originally set, but I I don't plan to turn back, let nature take its course and let Yuka decide the future.

Today, as always, I am asking for comments and suggestions. I will listen carefully and accept it.