After choosing a big adventure at Lupine's Bar

"Ming utensil, reveal form."

The long knife in Yato's hand lost its shape as a utensil, and condensed into a human form beside it.

The new artifact is a young man who is a bit shorter than Yato. His hair and skin are very light in color. With a pure white left lapel kimono, he really looks like a small fur ball that was so white that it was almost transparent. Same.

Only the eyes are pure black so that the pupils can hardly be seen clearly, and a dark color is added to the extremely light whole.

The necromancer named "Mingyin" stared blankly at his hands for a long time, then twisted his neck stiffly and looked at the dried blood on the ground beside him.

He exhaled as if for the first time.

"The smell of blood."

It was the first smell he recognized in memory.

Yato waited patiently for him to adapt, held back for a long time, and finally waited for a just right time.

He coughed twice artificially, and turned his head to look after the other party noticed.

"Listen, from now on, you are my magic weapon. You want to call me Yato-sama, do you understand?"

The impoverished and white God Master still doesn't understand anything with the magic weapon in front of him, his nostrils are upturned triumphantly, his hands are on his hips, and his thumbs are compared to his face.

Mingyin still couldn't tell what she was thinking at all, she had an inorganic texture like a doll, and she just tilted her head after hearing Yato's speech.

"Night Fight."

"It's Yato-sama."

"Night Fight."

"It's Yato-sama."

Yato took a step forward, bowed his legs, lowered his weight, moved his face closer, and taught him word for word again.

"Ye-dou-da-ren—"

But Mingyin was still bewildered.

"Ah, forget it," Yato gave up, and folded his hands behind his head, "Come on, I'll take you to find some clothes."

"It's so cold on the mountain, it's already summer."

Today is May 5th, and it is early summer.

Mingyin sneezed very softly, like a kitten.

"Tsk."

Yato unzipped his jacket, took it off, threw it back, and it just landed on Ming Yin's head, drooping down, completely covering his sight.

"Put it on first."

Mingyin put the clothes on her body stiffly, and sniffed with the tip of her nose.

"Hey, don't be like this, it's not smelly! Yato-sama, although my hand sweat is really serious, but my body doesn't smell! No, no!"

As a result, the child stopped and put on his coat faster, as if he was trying to cover up something.

"Eh?"

Ye Dou's eyes twitched.

"Isn't it? Does it really smell?"

Yato raised his arms and smelled all over himself.

Mingyin pulled the zipper to the top, put her hands in her pockets, and didn't answer.

"...You should answer!"

"... Huh?" Mingyin thought for a while, as if she had just returned to the real world, "Never mind."

Yato was heartbroken.

This sentence hurts more than anything else.

Yato poked his upper body into the clothing recycling bin and rummaged through it. He picked out a set of lining, a knitted cardigan, and narrowed trousers. After searching for a long time, he found a pair of high-top sneakers of the right size.

"try it yourself."

Mingyin stared at him without moving.

The humble god who does odd jobs everywhere is like an old father whose daughter grows up to 10 years old. He sighed and waved his hands.

"Okay, okay, I'll close my eyes and turn around! Change quickly."

Yato turned around after the sound of fabric rubbing stopped.

The trousers and jacket were too long and were folded up in one section, and the side of the knit would slide down because of the thin shoulders.

"...Ah, I'll change you into a suitable one when conditions permit. Just be patient."

He glanced at Mingyin's face under the bangs, and he couldn't see any emotional ups and downs. Everything was light and quiet, like a transparent lake, so clear to the bottom, but there was nothing.

But Yato could roughly know what he was thinking.

"You're too good to be true."

Yato patted Akane's head again.

"Let's spend the night at Old Man Tianshen's place today!"

At night, the two of them huddled together and slept next to the money box, wrapped in a padded jacket with leaking cotton that they picked up somewhere.

Yato was on the outside, and Mingyin was blocked inside.

In the next second, the doll-like artifact suddenly opened its inorganic black eyes like a doll in a Japanese horror movie.

Mingyin glanced at the Lord Shenming at the side, carefully wrapped the cotton-padded jacket all over him, lay down slowly in the open space next to him, put his face on the wooden floor, and closed his eyes.

Breathing is barely audible.

Yato was really not woken up at first.

He would wake up because he was startled by the dense emotional fragments passing through his head.

Struggling to open his eyes, he glanced at the culprit who didn't know whether he was asleep or awake, and felt that the road ahead was difficult.

The next day, when Mingyin saw the demon for the first time, something unexpected happened to Yato.

Before Yato called for the contract, when Akane was almost rushed by a monster that was too long to describe, he widened his eyes, put his two fingers together, and swiped forward, drawing a line of light.

The demon's side and Mingyin's side were separated by a bright line, and they couldn't meet.

Yato was dumbfounded.

This is the unique skill of the artifact, "First Line".

But Yato can be sure that he has not had time to teach him at all, and it is impossible for him himself to have the opportunity to hear about how to use the front line.

Moreover, it succeeded once again.

"This is the "first line", you can construct a simple realm, how did you do it?I haven't taught you yet. "

"...?" Mingyin was very confused, "Just now, I always felt that I should do this... Instinct?"

Hearing this, Yato blinked, and said "Okay" madly in his heart.

He seems to have picked up an extremely qualified artifact for nothing.

"You are really amazing, you deserve to be Mingyin!" Yedou put his arms around Mingyin's shoulders, and smiled.

"..."

"Okay, stop and think of something happy."

"..."

Mingyin was stunned.

"So Yato knows what I'm thinking?"

This is the first time he has spoken on his own initiative.

"Huh?" Ye Dou held a piece of grass in his mouth, "No, I can only perceive it roughly. I don't know what you are thinking about."

"...Is that so?"

Yato tilted his head and poohed the grass in his mouth to the ground.

"My tolerance is much stronger than you think, because I think differently from humans," Yato said slowly, "Even if you stab me, I can forgive you with a smile like an old father .”

"...?"

"Ah, 'stabbing' is..."

On the first snow-covered winter day, Yato opened his eyes lying on the money box, only to find that Akane had disappeared.

"...?"

Just when Yato was about to find someone, he saw Mingyin from a distance with his hands in his pockets, slowly moving over step by step.

"Mingyin, where did you go so early?"

When the boy with a white scarf covering half of his face walked up to him, Yato crossed his legs and raised his head slightly, only to see the other party clenched a fist with his palm turned up, holding a 5 yuan coin between his fingers.

"Didn't you leave it in the park yesterday? I'll go find it and get it back."

The knuckles of the fingers were red from the cold, and the skin was a little broken.

"..."

Yato rolled his eyes.

"Are you stupid?"

"Don't do this next time."

"...I'm not criticizing you."

Mingyin pulled down the scarf a little bit, exposing her mouth and nose, her brows and eyes were covered with white mist, mixed with her light coffee-colored soft hair, and the fluffy snow-covered ground reflected dazzling white light.

"I know."

"...Yato, I don't think we are suitable, or forget it, just remove the name."

"Huh—?" Yato frowned and turned his head, "So suddenly? Can you pave the way for me to prepare?"

"Prepare?"

"Yeah!" Yato poured out the bitterness that had accumulated for several years, "Do you know how much I have suffered so far during the blank period caused by the sudden resignation of the artifact?!"

"No, it's just..." Mingyin was a little troubled, "I don't think you can live in peace like this if you can roughly know my thoughts."

"...Sooner or later, something will go wrong."

"About this, I told you a long time ago..." Yato felt dizzy, "Don't think about it, just tell me."

"I'll listen. I'll listen to anything you want to tell me."

"But if you don't want to continue working with me, you have to tell me one month in advance..." He emphasized again, "It must be at least one month in advance!"

"...Mmm." Mingyin nodded in a trance.

Seeing that the artifact that had been working together for more than half a year was still in a trance and absent-minded, Yato could not help scratching the back of his head.

"So... do you really want to go?"

"...Probably, yes, I don't want to."

Mingyin raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her head while speaking, her tone seemed to be examining and analyzing her own heart, and she mechanically jumped out word by word.

The icy blue eyes of the nameless god were like sharp blades, clear and cold, half-closed, suppressing some inhuman indifference, and a frivolous smile hung on his face.

"Then, stay with me until you get tired of each other."

He patted Mingyin's head, pressed it down and rubbed it, continued on his way, and added something in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse.

"You were chosen by me and named by me, don't worry."

Mingyin looked at his back, a little unresponsive, cast aside his gloomy eyes, straightened his disheveled hairstyle, realized that Yato had gone far, and trotted after him.

Nora came to him at night.

It was so sudden, but the calculation of the time is actually about the same, and it can be regarded as a rule to follow.

Mingyin was still sleeping.

The sense of anxiety in my heart is rising, and the sense of unwillingness to resist and the sense of security that I have been accustomed to for a long time are intertwined, and it is impossible to tell the winner.

Yato walked to the distant pond and talked with Nora.

"I see."

As soon as Yeto responded, he heard the sound of dead branches being trampled, and was startled.

He looked towards the source of the sound.

It's Mingyin.

Unexpected, but it could only be him.

"good evening."

Mingyin looked at the strange girl, and said hello with calm eyes, with a steady tone of voice, with a soft feeling of just waking up.

"Good evening," Nora kept a sad and happy smile on his face, "You are Yato's magic weapon now."

After hearing this, Akane looked at Yato expressionlessly, his eyes filled with suspicion and accusation.

"The ex-girlfriend you abandoned all the time?"

Yato was dumbfounded and let out a hysterical roar.

"certainly not!!!"