[Comprehensive] Seimei was invited to be an aunt

Sin to kill, sin to kill you because of love.

【California Clear Light】

"I, Kiyomitsu Kawa. I'm called 'the child of the lower reaches of the river, the son of Kawara'. It's not easy to manipulate but it has top-notch performance. I'm looking for people who can use it often, love me, and decorate me."

After a burst of cherry blossoms fell, a handsome young man with a sword stood in the middle, first looked at himself in human form in surprise, then raised his eyes, raised the corners of his lips when he saw the judge in front of him, and introduced in a clear voice .

If everything is as beautiful as the first time I saw it... no, it should be said, everything can't go back?

The metal handcuffs locked the interrogator's hands on the railing beside the bed. The skin near the handcuffs was broken, and some blood dripped out, staining the silvery white handcuffs with red stains.The moonlight came in from the window, reflecting the dead silence on the face of the examiner. She bit her bloodless lips tightly, and her long hair scattered all over the ground like flowing water.The hunting clothes on his body were ragged and stained with a little blood, and his fair and delicate skin was faintly visible, which added a bit of charm to the scene.

With a sound of "squeak", the door of the room was pushed open, and then the light came on. The inquisitor was not used to the sudden light, so he closed his eyes slightly. After getting used to it, his vision gradually became clearer. When he was a boy in black and red, the examiner showed a terrified expression, and retreated cautiously to the bed behind him.

"My lord, the duty is over, I'm so—tired—ah!"

Seemingly not seeing the resistance in the eyes of the god judge, California Qingguang walked up to the god judge with a smile, knelt down on one knee, leaned forward and pinned the lily flower that was picked off by today's hat to the god judge's ear, Then she nodded in satisfaction, "Well, it's even cuter this way."

Seeing that the judge was silent, he leaned closer to the judge again, put his chin on the shoulder of the judge, put down his sword, held the judge tightly in his arms with both hands, and slowly closed his eyes, feeling The elegant aura on the god judge's body was mixed with the smell of blood, which made him breathe almost greedily.

"My lord, I really want to cut off both your hands and feet, so that you won't leave me, right?" A low voice rang in my ears, with a tired and gentle voice.

Feeling the petite body in his arms trembling unceasingly, California Qingguang turned his face slightly, gently bit the ear tip of the judge, and continued: "But, this is not cute, and the lord does not want to have his hands and feet cut off." Bar?"

"Let me go! Please... let me go..." The interrogator wailed weakly, his eyes were red, and he couldn't shed any tears, and his handcuffed hands couldn't stop struggling , and blood drops flowed from the wound.

California Qingguang paused, lowered his eyes and sneered. After laughing, he took out the key from his pocket, reached out to open the handcuffs, and said helplessly, "After all, it is the Lord's order."

At the moment when the handcuffs were undone, the interrogator suddenly pushed California Qingguang away, panting and ran towards the door, the sound of footsteps on the wooden board resounded in the silent night, further highlighting the tranquility and harmony of the night. Terrified, then, the pace of the god judge gradually slowed down, she didn't have much strength, but she didn't dare to stop, who will come, who will save her?

I don't know how far I ran, but when I finally saw the torii, there was a smile on the pale face of the judge, and it was as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming. He staggered towards the torii and stretched out his hand towards the torii At that moment, the sudden applause from behind made the judge's heart sink, and he turned around in despair to look at the young man who had given her so much warmth.

"Not bad, not bad." California Qingguang was still applauding. Seeing the judge looking towards him, he put down his hand and pulled out the sword from his waist. Under the moonlight, the bright sword light shone on the judge. On the eyes of the god, the image of California Qingguang holding his sword sideways was reflected in those jet-black pupils.

The sword light flashed, and the blood sprayed on the torii gate, adding a touch of brilliance to the originally red wooden pillar.The judge stared blankly at the sword blade at his waist, with a fishy mouth in his mouth, unable to support his body anymore, fell to the ground, and was supported by California Qingguang. The two sat on the ground together, and the judge snuggled together. In California Qingguang's arms, the huge blood spray on the waist and abdomen was still spreading, but the breath was getting weaker and weaker.

"It's only one step away, my lord, you can escape from this pill."

Frowning, California Qingguang looked at the lily that fell into the pool of blood when he fell to the ground just now, the white petals were already stained with blood, ah, what a pity.Turning his gaze back to the judge, he straightened her messy hair and sighed. California Qingguang said in a low voice, "Did I say that? That's not cute, my lord."

The person in his arms didn't answer, and California Qingguang was silent for a while, closed his eyes and pulled out the sword in his hand, retracted the scabbard, then picked up the judge, and walked towards Honmaru step by step.

"Alright, then you will love me forever, only me."

【Yamato keep stability】

"Welcome back!"

The young man standing at the door had a pure and harmless face, his eyes were as pure as the sky, his black hair was tied up casually, slightly curved, and looked very soft.He was wearing a blue haori and a white scarf.Every time the god judge stepped into the porch, he would stand beside him and shout enthusiastically, making the god judge couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and raised his hand to gently stroke the top of the boy's head.

"I'm back, An Ding."

"You always touch me tirelessly." Yamato Shou'an felt the gentle strength on the top of his head, and couldn't help blushing a little, pouted and turned his face away, and asked in a low voice: "I...are loved ?"

"...dang...cough...cough cough!"

When the judge was about to answer, she suddenly coughed violently. It was probably because of the cold night. Yamato Shou Anding pulled his sleeve from behind.The judge turned around suspiciously, and saw that Yamato Moran was lowering his head, and his hair hanging down covered his current eyes, but the sudden feeling of oppression in the air had to make the judge raise his head. Be wary.

"An Ding...what's wrong? Cough...cough cough cough..." His throat felt uncomfortable, and after a few more words, the interrogator began to cough non-stop.

"Ah...you're coughing again. Even so, you still have to go outside to fight, right? My lord." Yamato Mamoru's voice became low, as if he was asking a questioner or talking to himself, After finishing speaking, he laughed softly again before the interrogator could answer.

"Hey, my lord, tell me, what should I do so that you will not go out, but stay by my side forever?"

After the words fell, Yamato Shou'an lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly remembered something, raised his hand and flicked his bangs, revealing that unusually handsome face, unexpectedly more powerful.With his movements, the sleeves spread out like flowing clouds, causing slight ripples.Putting down his hands, Yamato Shou'an smiled innocently at the judge, but the darkness gathered in those blue eyes made the judge involuntarily back away, and the sense of fear that spread from his heart It made her look at Yamato Shou'an with a distant and timid gaze.

"Okita-kun...he coughed and vomited blood like this at the beginning...but he kept fighting non-stop, and finally...died." Maybe it was the retreating action of the judge who angered Yamato Shou'an, and he lost The meekness in the past opened his eyes wide, growled at the judge, and his expression gradually became crazy.

After seeing the judge trembling because of his words, Yamato Moran suddenly calmed down again, his eyes became a little confused, then he sighed helplessly, and pulled the scarf around his neck a little hotly, He stepped forward and grabbed the slender waist of the judge, picked her up, and walked steadily towards the bedroom, "Since you are sick, you should lie down on the bed, right? My lord."

"No need, An Ding, it's nothing..." It's a big deal.

The following words stopped in her throat because of Yamato Morita's light glance. The judge pursed her lips, knowing that Yamato Morita would become restless when she encountered something about Okita Souji, and this time she coughed A few sounds probably reminded him that the extremely sad adult died of illness, right?It's better to wait until the stable mood stabilizes, and then explain the situation to him.

But the god judge didn't expect her to be pressed on the bed by Yamato Shou'an, with her hands tied tightly behind her back. Only then did the god judge realize that the usually weak-looking young man had such great strength, ah, no, Now is not the time to think about this, is it?As soon as the judge realized that she was about to struggle, she was held down by Yamato Shou'an, and a voice as soft as a devil's temptation rang in her ears, full of heat.

"My lord, will you be with me forever? Even if I die, I will never let you go."

The god judge froze, and said without feeling annoyed: "Stop talking nonsense, let me go!" At the same time, he slammed his head against Yamato Shou'an, and when he let go of his hand in pain, the god judge Quickly turned over, rolled to the floor, and quickly picked up the wooden sword used for training in the corner of the wall and pointed it at Yamato Shou'an.

"Hahahaha..." Seeing the trembling hand of the god judge raising his sword, Yamato Moran held his forehead to cover his eyes, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and glanced at the god judge after laughing, with only After getting off the ice, the tone seemed to be very disdainful: "Do you think you can beat me one-on-one?"

Pulling out the sword at his waist, Yamato Shuan Ding suppressed the redundant expression on his face, and approached the God Judge step by step...

Bright red blood flowed all over the ground, and the broken wooden sword lay quietly in the blood, stained with blood, as if witnessing the tragic battle just now.If it hadn't broken, perhaps it would have continued to guard its master?But the sword also has its involuntary place. Yamato Moran's eyes shifted from the broken wooden sword to the god judge who closed his eyes as if he was just asleep, leaned over and gently hugged her back On the bed, tucking in the quilt, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

"In this case, no one can take you away from me."