It is said that Sun Pillar-sama is the god of fire

"What are you doing!" Ye Bu glared at a blond monster next to him in displeasure, dissatisfied with the other's behavior of interrupting his speech.

The slippery ghost resisted the twitching corners of his mouth, and tried hard to hold back the mouth of a certain god beside him.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this guy was doing it on purpose or just being so straightforward.

But in all fairness, Ye Bu may be right.The blond-haired slippery ghost glanced at the black-haired child whose expression was almost buried in the shadows, then silently looked away.

He doesn't know what the guy next to him feels, but what the monster can perceive may be aspects that the gods have never felt.

After all, monsters are such evil existences?

It's hard to say what it is that is tightly wrapped around the black-haired children. It is something that only inhuman things like them can vaguely perceive its existence.

It was cold and ominous, entangled in the child's future life in every possible way, and mercilessly involved everyone who was close to the black-haired boy, leaving no bones left.

This is what he felt as a youkai.If it were those two gods, they would probably only be able to vaguely feel that this child is doomed to a life of many diseases, as well as a kind of instinctive alienation and indifference.

So... the slippery ghost held his chin, looked at Kamado Tanjirou who was sitting next to the black-haired child and carefully arranged the child's clothes, his golden eyes couldn't help but be stained with thought.

Why on earth did this child attract Vulcan's attention?

Gods and monsters are somewhat similar in nature, and both have an unspeakable pride deeply rooted in their souls.The more he was warned not to approach, the more the monster wanted to provoke him.

"Yo, hello." The slippery ghost took the initiative to reach out his hand to Yueyan, and the corner of his mouth smiled wildly, "I'm a slippery ghost."

The slippery ghost who thought he was on the same front as himself turned his back on the battlefield, Ye Bu looked at a certain monster with an unscrupulous smile in shock, and couldn't say a word for a while.

But at this time Tanjiro was still urging him to hurry up and say hello to the child, the blue-eyed god turned his face away and muttered in a low voice.

"Father said, don't let me talk to humans."

"You must be afraid, right?" I don't know if the slippery ghost heard Ye Bu's voice, he hooked the little god's neck and leaned close to the other's ear, full of provocation.

"Who's afraid!" The aggressive method really worked, pushing away the slippery ghost hanging on his body, Ye Bu leaned in front of Yue Yan, and said loudly, "I'm Ye Bu!"

He's not afraid of getting married, he's just worried that Tanjiro will be influenced by this guy!

Unlike the noisy and energetic two live treasures, Yue Yan just sat quietly and looked at the child who seemed to be the same age as him in front of him, occasionally lowering his head and let out a few muffled coughs.

Compared with the noisy performance of these two guys, he certainly knows how to arouse the care of the gods around him.

From the first time he saw Vulcan bringing the other children, Yue Yan had been quietly guessing their identities.

People who can be led by Vulcan himself will definitely not be ordinary people-maybe they are not human in the first place.The blue-eyed boy's clean face was so incompatible with his worn clothes. Not only did the blonde guy have a strange hairstyle, but the lines on his face were also extremely weird.

Are they gods?Or a monster?

The black-haired child silently clenched his fists and leaned into Vulcan's arms without a sound.

He is just a human child with a tragic fate. He must use all his strengths to keep the eyes of the gods on himself.

"Master Vulcan's name, is it Tanjiro?" The child grabbed Vulcan's sleeve, his dark eyes clearly reflected Vulcan's figure, and asked the god as if curious.

"That's right." Kami, who has always been mild-tempered, didn't mind his name being called by the children in front of him. Kamado Tanjiro couldn't help but pat Tsukihiko on the head, and readily admitted.

"Tsukihiko just call me by my name."

"By the way, what's your surname?" Ye Bu asked while lying in front of Yue Yan, his blue eyes full of curiosity.

"I heard that all human beings have such things as surnames, what about yours?"

The young god's harmless question pierced the black-haired child's sore spot.Yue Yan lowered his head, his back molars were gritted, his breathing was heavy and short, and the stuffy cough that had been suppressed in his throat before became more and more serious.

"I... don't have a surname." Yue Yan's voice was low, as if it had been forced out of his lungs, and he didn't know what kind of mood it was to say such words.

As an abandoned son, having a name is already a great honor in the eyes of those people, how could it be possible for him to bear the surname of Shangbuyashiki?

What's more, he didn't bother to bear such a dirty and ridiculous surname on his back and become a member of that family.

"Ah..." The ignorant god couldn't understand the complex emotions in the black-haired child's words, but subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, and looked at the depressed child rather helplessly, not knowing what to do.

Ye Bu, who had never encountered such a situation before, was suddenly stunned, hesitant to step forward to comfort him, but he was afraid that his hands and feet would poke the other party's sore spot, so he raised his head and pitifully asked for help from the Vulcan.

"It's okay." Perhaps because of Yabu's call for help, Kamado Tanjiro bent down and gently hugged the black-haired child into his arms.

He gently leaned against the child's ear, his voice was soft and warm, slowly pouring into the child's heart like a warm current, silently healing the wound in his heart.

"It doesn't mean anything without a surname." Vulcan's warm hand slowly slid down the child's thin back, "Your life has never been dominated by such illusory things."

Although in such an era, people from big families are destined to be superior to the common people almost from the beginning, and to come into contact with the world that ordinary people can't set foot in their entire lives.

But Tanjiro Kamado had such an intuition.

This child's future will never be bound by such things, but should be extremely bright and full of light.

Sitting in the corner, the slippery ghost who minimized his sense of existence unconsciously curled his lips.

He has seen too many twists and turns between human beings. The reason why this black-haired kid is not given a surname is definitely not that simple.

In other words, the reason why the child was abandoned by the family was very subtle.

"Hmm..." Ye Bu scratched his hair anxiously, his whole face was wrinkled, and his blue eyes were full of distress.

It was true that Tanjirou comforted the child... But he still felt a little bit sorry.

He groped around for a while, and finally found a bamboo butterfly that was a bit worn out, but it could be seen that it had been well maintained. His eyes lingered on the bamboo butterfly and Yue Yan for a long time, and finally made up his mind to close his eyes tightly. With a look of reluctance, Yan handed over the bamboo butterfly in his hand.

"Give!"

Tanjiro bought it for him at the time, and he carefully hid it for several days without letting his father find out, so he gave it away like this, and his heart ached to death.

Yue Yan turned his head, hesitated for a while before taking the bamboo butterfly from Ye Bu, and thanked the blue-eyed god in a low voice.The colors on the butterflies are not as bright as they were when I first bought them, a little dull, but the beauty of the bamboo butterflies still remains the same.

Carefully pulled the bamboo butterfly's wings, the exquisite appearance of the bamboo butterfly was reflected in those dark and clear eyes.Tsukihiko squinted his eyes, and seemed to be able to see colorful butterflies flying past his eyes in a daze.

Although he has never seen a real butterfly.

"Good boy." Seeing the harmony among the children, Kamado Tanjiro couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, with a gentle smile on his face, he reached out and rubbed the heads of the three children respectively.

Although the identities of the three little guys are very different, as long as they can get along well, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

Seeing that the bamboo butterfly seemed to be useful, Ye Bu's eyes lit up, and the crystal blue eyes were full of sparkling smiles.

The little god who had tasted the sweetness frowned and fumbled in his sleeve for a while, carefully took out a fresh, juicy and brightly colored flower, and moved it to Yueyan's side, as if showing off a treasure.

"Look! This flower is very beautiful!"

However, when the black-haired child wanted to reach out to touch the delicate flowers, Ye Bu quickly withdrew his hand, unwilling to let Yue Yan touch it at all.

"No, I asked Tanjiro for this, you can't take it." The young god held the wisteria flower in his arms quite nervously, for fear that the little human ghost would break it.

Although it is said that the flowers growing in Kamiju are by no means as fragile as the flowers of the mortal world, they are still flowers in essence after all, and I don’t know if he can go to Tanjirou’s Kamiju in the future. What if it breaks?

"Tanjirou?" Yabu refused to let him look at the flowers, and the black-haired child was not annoyed, but turned his head silently, staring directly at Kagami with his dark eyes, without saying a word.

"If Tsukihiko wants it, can I bring you some next time?" As if guessing what the child was thinking, Kamado Tanjiro pursed his lips, not surprisingly seeing the child's eyes light up suddenly.

"Yebu is the same, if you still want it, go pick a few more." Anyway, there are almost countless wisteria flowers in his shrine, and he doesn't mind even if they are bald for him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a slight pull on the sleeve. Looking down, Yue Yan was raising his head. Although his delicate features were expressionless, his nose clearly captured the secret expectation of the child in front of him. Mood.

"Tanjirou's Kamibo...can I go too?"

He has never seen the residence of the gods. If he can step into the residence of the god of fire, does it mean that his connection with the gods can go further?

"Impossible." The one who answered him was not the god in front of him, but a slippery ghost sitting aside, propping his head in boredom.

The slippery hag's golden eyes glanced slightly, her tone was light, and she ruthlessly broke the fantasy of the black-haired child.

"That's the residence of the gods, a realm that only gods can set foot in."

"Except for Tanjiro and Yabu, none of us can go in."

Even a slippery ghost like him who is elusive and good at hiding cannot enter even with the permission of the gods, let alone such a weak human being?

After listening to the slippery ghost, Yue Yan didn't look sad at all, his expression was calm.

"Then, I can't enter Yebu's shrine—is that so?"

What he said made the young god beside him falter, his eyes fluttered, his fingers twitched on his clothes restlessly, and he refused to meet Yueyan's eyes.

"Ah!" Seeing the performance of the young god, Yue Yan seemed to have suddenly realized, and covered his mouth in surprise.

"Don't Yebu have their own shrine?"

A god who doesn't even have a shrine is much more miserable than a human being without a surname.