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

The bright and hot sunshine unceremoniously poured into the room from the window, and the air that had completely faded from the cold seemed to contain a faint fragrance of flowers, accompanied by the rich fragrance of grass, wafting wantonly into the nose of the black-haired young man.

He sat quietly in the corner of the room, wearing thin clothes, perhaps because he hadn't gone out for many years, his complexion showed a sickly paleness.

Slightly gathering his sleeves, the black-haired young man moved his body slightly, carefully avoiding the sunlight that gradually changed its position as time went by.

He doesn't hate the feeling of sunshine in the room, even though it's just a delusion for him now.

The slightly glaring sunlight was reflected in those pitch-black pupils, as if suddenly burned by a fire, Yue Yan subconsciously covered his eyes, and frowned tightly.

The bright sunshine looked so warm, and the fine dust was clearly visible under the sunlight, drawing irregular traces in the air, silently telling the black-haired youth how beautiful the sun is.

But what's the use of being beautiful?

He is doomed to miss all good things.

Vulcan still waited until the sun set to the west to arrive late.

"Sorry, sorry, it's a little late today."

Tanjiro Kamado put his hands behind his back, looking in a little surprise at the black-haired young man who stood up suddenly, as if he had been frightened by him, his crimson eyes gradually became suspicious.

Did he do something that would scare Tsukihiko?

The young man, who was just sitting in a daze in the corner, was caught off guard and frightened. Even when he saw a god he was familiar with coming in, he still tensed up, unconsciously putting on a defensive posture.

Like a savage beast whose territory was suddenly invaded, it subconsciously erected a high barrier to protect its extremely fragile inside and avoid being hurt.

"What's wrong?" Tanjirou Kamado froze on the spot, not daring to move.

Ever since the old woman died, Yue Yan has been behaving very strangely.He couldn't describe that feeling, and what floated into his nasal cavity occasionally was just a breath of despair that seemed to be completely broken in the next second.

What happened?

This kid, Yue Yan, has been too sensible since he was a child.

Although he would occasionally get into trouble with him, but perhaps because of his childhood environment, in many cases no matter what Kamado Tanjirou said, he would silently accept it.

This is the case for drinking medicine, going out to play, and doing everything. Even if you don’t want to, you will express your dissatisfaction on the premise of harmlessness, and then silently accept the arrangement of Vulcan.

However, this means that no matter how close he is to the child, Tsukihiko will still subconsciously bury his deepest thoughts and emotions towards Kamado Tanjiro.

No one knows what Yue Yan really wants.

It's the same now, even if you can see the abnormality of the young man, you can't detect what happened to the young man at all.

As expected, the black-haired young man just stood there, shook his head silently, and said nothing.

Sighing silently in his heart, Kamado Tanjirou still had his hands behind his back, and after Tsukihiko relaxed a little, he walked briskly to the black-haired youth.

It was as if he hadn't noticed the strange behavior of the young man just now, but his voice was still clear and clear, like an ordinary young man.

The fresh and elegant fragrance suddenly floated into the nose of the black-haired young man, causing Yue Yan, who was still in a daze, to be taken aback.

For some reason, the facial features that suddenly became sensitive clearly captured the unique and warm aura of the god, which was as soft and elegant as a wisteria flower, and as warm and dry as a flame. The two strange feelings mixed together, like the most beautiful The high-grade ingredients unconsciously bloomed their own charm to him.

Unknowingly attracted by that peculiar fragrance, more saliva seemed to be secreted from his mouth, his Adam's apple slipped slightly, and a secret sense of hunger suddenly emerged in his stomach.

Tanjiro, it seems—

"Give!"

For a moment, the scent of wisteria flowers covered the breath of Vulcan's body, and Yue Yan, who hadn't realized what he was doing just now, stared blankly at the large cluster of extremely abrupt wisteria flowers in front of him, and his dull brain couldn't react at all. But what happened.

Kamado Tanjiro was also not polite, and the lively god directly stuffed a large bunch of flowers into the young man's hands.

He took two steps back slightly, patted the sleeve that was accidentally stained with petals, and then, as if he suddenly realized something, he quickly brought the tip of his nose close to the sleeve embroidered with fiery red patterns, and frowned instantly.

"Ah——the sleeves are full of the scent of wisteria flowers." Shenming lowered his head and complained, but his deep red eyes were still transparent and clear, and he was not clouded by this trivial matter at all.

Those clear eyes turned to look at the young man holding flowers in front of him, and a gentle smile gradually spread up: "Isn't Yue Yan unwilling to see the wisteria flowers, so I picked them back for you."

The young man was still holding the flowers in his arms in a daze.The petals gently kissed the pale and thin fingers, the numb and itchy touch went up along the nerve conduction, and she trembled suddenly when she was caught off guard, almost unable to hold the flower in her hand.

The tip of his nose was filled with the rich fragrance of wisteria flowers, Yue Yan watched Vulcan go out and come in, and by the way, he held a vase from nowhere, beckoning him to hand the flowers to him.

Unable to tell what kind of emotion permeated his heart, and whether it was because the scent of wisteria flowers was too strong or for some other reason, Yue Yan suddenly felt some faint sourness in his eye sockets.

"Right now... the wisterias haven't bloomed yet?" Obviously, what he wanted to say was not this, but in the end, this was the only thing he could say.

Even if there are early blooming flowers, there is absolutely no such bright and fiery blooming existence.

"Yeah. I picked it from the Kamiju." Kamado Tanjiro nodded, admitting it very generously.

"Didn't Tsukihiko say before that he wanted to see the wisteria flowers in my Kamijuli, so he took this opportunity to pick a lot of them."

Vulcan squinted his eyes, and his shiny red eyes were like two clusters of warm flames quietly lit in the dark night. Just looking at it from a distance would make people feel warm and at ease from the bottom of their hearts.

"Do you like it?" The soft and soft voice fell into the ears of the black-haired young man. At that moment, it seemed that everything around him gradually faded away, and there was only Vulcan in front of him in his field of vision and in the world.

Thinking about it later, maybe he was affected by the unique poison of wisteria, but he actually couldn't remember exactly what kind of mood he was at that time.

He just remembered Vulcan's crimson eyes that seemed to contain fire, and the gentle and warm smile that hung on Vulcan's mouth at that time.

Kamado Tanjiro didn't just come here to send him flowers.

In other words, sending flowers is just one of the things Kamado Tanjiro wants to do.

"Okay, don't be upset." Slapped the slightly rough Tengu mask on the face of the black-haired young man, Kamado Tanjiro pulled Tsukihiko with a rather strange expression, and walked slowly in the orange-red lighted on the way.

The weather has gradually entered into hot and dry weather, even at night it is not so cold, on the contrary, it is better to say that the cool wind at night dispels the heat accumulated in the air by the sun.

A lively temple fair, this is the purpose of Kamado Tanjiro.

"Really, if you stay at home all the time, you will get moldy." Kamado Tanjiro said while taking the apple candy that was still exuding a sweet and greasy fragrance from the small vendor.

Without waiting for the black-haired young man beside him to answer, Vulcan rarely thought of a prank, and took advantage of the unpreparedness to stuff the apple candy in his hand into the young man's mouth, and then looked at the other party, not knowing whether it was because of being blocked or because of the apple candy The too sweet taste frowned, and couldn't help laughing loudly.

Silently took down the candy apple from his mouth, the black-haired young man still couldn't help but quietly licked the surface of the candy, and was instantly provoked by the extremely strange taste in his mouth and almost spat it out.

It was an indescribable feeling. It didn't have the taste of candy that could even be so sweet that it made people squirm. Instead, it was so bland that it almost made him wonder if it was just a prank prop covered in apple candy.

He threw the apple candy aside in disgust, but in the blink of an eye, the Vulcan, who had been closely following him, disappeared without a trace.

There was a sudden panic in his heart, anxiety, worry, and all kinds of emotions invaded instantly. He panicked all of a sudden, and couldn't help but look around in the crowd.

As if instinctively, the black-haired young man began to distinguish the vague smell in the crowd.

It is different from the wonderful fragrance that permeates the air in memory, the sweet smell of candy, takoyaki tempura, etc., what lingers on the tip of the nose is much more attractive than those, and it also stimulates appetite. the taste of.

It was the sweet smell of fresh blood buried under human flesh, the rotten and fishy smell of fresh internal organs, and the indescribable satisfaction when the viscous brain slid down the throat.

The sharp fangs slowly elongated in the mouth at some point, and the young man's round nails seemed to have a cold light as sharp as a sword under the warm light.

Saliva spread silently in his mouth, and a sense of hunger that he had ignored for a long time suddenly exploded in his abdomen like a volcanic eruption. The black-haired young man could hardly control himself, wanting to—

No, he wanted to find Tanjiro!

The mind that had been in a trance suddenly became clear, and a fresh and warm breath was very obvious in the turbid air mixed with an unknown number of human beings.

Yue Yan caught this breath almost instantly, but hurriedly followed to find it, but only saw that Vulcan was still wearing a black Chinese dress, holding a colorful ferrule in his hand, and was excited when he saw him. wave to him.

"Tsukihiko!" Kamodo Tanjiro pointed at the handmade products that were placed all over the floor, his expression was full of youthful liveliness, and he didn't see the solemn and solemn appearance in the legend of the gods at all.

"Which one do you want?" He pulled the young man who came late, and pointed at the slightly rough products with great interest.

The warm orange light hit Vulcan's face, the soft light blurred the boundary between light and shadow, making the appearance of the god more delicate, and the strangely shaped lines on Vulcan's forehead were as vivid as if they were burning.

"It's all right." The black-haired youth said.

"As long as it is given to me by Tanjirou, I like it."