After choosing a big adventure at Lupine's Bar

"See you later."

"See you later."

The corners of Mingyin's mouth were still hooked habitually, and when she walked a few steps forward, she suddenly sneezed.

Seeing this, another person present took off his coat.

"are you cold?"

Mingyin originally wanted to say no, but hesitated for a while, and took the coat anyway.

"Thank you, I will pay you back later."

"It's okay if you don't have to pay it back."

Oda Saku felt that if Akine didn't want to see him again, then there was no need to force it.

But the other party showed a helpless wry smile.

"Let me pay you back, otherwise the psychological pressure will increase."

After that, after a few days, Akine did not appear again just as Oda Saku had expected.

These days, Oda Saku has discovered a new curry spot.

As if foretelling something, the wallet where the photo was stored got stuck in the sauce, so I had to take out both the change and the photo first.

I don't know how many times I have habitually kept an eye on Mingyin's whereabouts.

When we meet, after change, after connection, we will be lonelier than when we are alone.

Now he knows it.

"The next time you meet, treat him to eat again."

Thinking of this, I put the photos in the drawer, planning to put the wallet in after cleaning it the next day.

Then, when he remembered it again, it was already 6 years later.

Yahara Houshan, a shrine that has been out of use for many years.

Odasaku had met Anwu a long time ago.

On Mingyin.

At that time, it was the back of the right hand that accidentally touched it, because it touched a demon.

As far as Oda Saku knows, usually, Akane will draw a "line" in front of the monster approaching, separating the monster from his side.

But that day, he was stunned for a moment, and then made a gesture of shaking his hands out of thin air.

Probably trying to get rid of something stuck on his hand.

Odasaku guessed so.

Then, the back of his pale skin was stained with black marks.

[Shh. 】

Mingyin raised her left index finger and smiled slightly.

【Don't tell Yato. 】

The solution at that time was to wash the skin polluted by Anwu with clean spring water. Accompanied by the subtle sound of "sizzling" and the stinging pain like a burn, the eye-catching black marks quickly faded away.

【No matter how clean the spring water is, it won’t be so effective for me, maybe it’s because I’m with you...】 Mingyin estimated the reason why An Wu quickly subsided this time, 【The "Qi" on your body Very clear. 】

Although Oda Saku himself didn't quite understand what his so-called "Qi" meant, but he knew that clean water or clear Qi would probably be useless in this situation.

The atmosphere at the scene revealed this information.

"Ah, I remember now." Mingyin clenched his right hand and hit the palm of his left hand, making a sudden realization, "I lent that coat you had to a kid, so I don't know if it's still there."

"It's okay. It's just that if you want to wear it, you can wear it. If you don't want to wear it, you can throw it away or give it to someone else. The choice is yours."

What to say next, what kind of expression to use, and what kind of tone to use are all critical.

This changes everything.

But Oda Saku thought about it, but still couldn't make himself serious and excited, he just asked a question in his usual tone.

"On May [-]th, whether it's you now or the 'Mingyin' I knew before, I probably don't understand it at all, but even so, our agreement at that time still worked, I think so."

"Would you like to talk to me now? Your frustrating words."

This is probably something that cannot be said.

Simply put, it's a minefield.

Oda Saku was clearly aware of this before he said it.

So, when the young man in front of him was surrounded by black mist, the thick mist rolled and expanded, and transformed into a huge fox-like monster that condensed into a solid body, and wrapped him around with probably furry nine tails , not too surprised.

He just remembered something very inopportunely.

It was not long after he met Mingyin, he was flipping through the well-known "The Little Prince", and that person suddenly said such a sentence.

[I think the connection between the fox and the little prince is not a good result for either party, but for the fox who is actively domesticated, it is probably happy. 】

"May [-]th."

His voice was hoarse with lack of water.

"The choice is yours."

"Who you are now and who you will become in the future is still unknown, and there are various possibilities."

"Tell me all about it."

"I came here just to hear what you said."

Yato saw the black mist drifting into the sky from afar.

Because he was just looking up, he was hit on the back of the head by a round and elastic unknown object that struck from behind.

He slammed on the brakes, and because of inertia, he fell forward and fell to the ground.

Suddenly very tired.

I want to move.

It hurts so much.

Oops, if this continues, Xueyin will also be affected.

He struggled to stand up, rubbed the back of his head, his bright blue eyes glanced back, and saw the unknown object.

A living creature like a black steamed bun.

It seems to be called Mokona.

"Mokona is Mokona!" Hei Mantou turned over and jumped on top of Yato's head.

"Just wanted to hitch a ride, sorry sorry."

I met Mingyin 18 years ago.

Just at the bottom of a cliff that seemed to be the scene of death, there were still dried blood stains on the bare ground that had not been cleaned up.

At that time, Yetou's previous artifact had just resigned temporarily, and he couldn't find a suitable necromancer anywhere, so he was going to try his luck in the deep mountains and old forests.

I didn't expect to find it.

It was a spherical, very light pale white soul.

"Ha, as expected it used to be the territory of the mountain god. Under the protection of the clear qi, I took advantage of it."

But the age is a bit subtle, the transitional stage of adolescence and early adulthood, I don't know if there will be any troublesome psychological problems...

But after all, I have to work, and I can't manage so much now.

Yato exhaled, using his finger as a pen, wrote the decided name in mid-air, and recited the contract spell while writing.

"Give to the displaced, return to the place where you return to the uncertain."

"My name is Yato. The taboo name ends here."

"I ordered you under a false name to be my servant."

"From now on, honor the name, and the sound of its dish, obey my order, and transform my divine weapon."

"The name is Ming (aka), the utensil is Ming (mei), come on, Ming utensil (meiki)!"①

As the contract was written, the dark red pattern gradually approached the direction of the ball. In the light, the ball changed shape in mid-air, flew into Yato's hands, and condensed into a weapon.

It was a straight knife without a sheath, bare and without a blade, with a white bandage wrapped around the joint.

But it's sharp enough.

"Just the right length."

Yato put two fingers together and stroked the blade, all the way to the tip.

There seemed to be a buzzing.

The blade reflected light, and the clear and clean surface of the blade reflected Yato's widened eyes, with a line of tears streaming out of them in a daze.

"Hey, why can't you put up a warning sign in front of you, this is a very troublesome brat."

He said so, but Yato himself couldn't figure it out.

Did he pick up Mingyin, or Mingyin picked him up.