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

Leaning against the wisteria tree, Tanjirou Kamado couldn't help sighing as he looked at the setting sun that was almost setting in the sky.

Since he reprimanded the child Yebu last time, he hasn't seen him for many days.

He also thought about whether he would never see the child again.Although he had only been together for a few days, he still felt a little depressed when he thought of this possibility.

Perhaps Vulcan has unconsciously treated the child as his younger brother.

What's more, Ye Bu's uncomfortable appearance kept spinning in his head that night, which made him feel uneasy.

Is it because of... which girl?

Although he looks like a teenager, Vulcan doesn't know much about the relationship between gods and artifacts, but subconsciously associates them with the girl with artifacts.

At that time, apart from the bloody smell that could almost freeze the lungs, there was only fear and fear on the artifact.

I don't know why, Vulcan always felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

Brushing away the wisteria petals that fell on his shoulders, Kamado Tanjirou sighed, his slightly stiff body was about to leave.

The night is coming, and after dusk, it is no longer the realm of the gods.

As if deliberately confirming Vulcan's conjecture, Vulcan was still waiting under the wisteria tree the next day, and a strong smell of blood came to his face, and the stench almost suffocated Vulcan.

But under this bloody smell, there is sadness and remorse that can almost make people cry.

"Tanjiro..."

The child's body was still stained with foul-smelling sticky blood, his clothes were covered with dust, and his hands, arms, and face were covered with tiny wounds, which was extremely frightening.

Deep purple ailments spread on the child's white and tender arms and cheeks, and crystal tears rolled down from those blue eyes as blue as the sky, drawing clear marks on his face.

Ye Bu staggered and ran towards Vulcan, his sad breath almost overshadowed the bloody smell on his body.

"Night divination?!"

Before he had time to think about it, Vulcan hugged the child, and the dark purple ailment also began to spread on Vulcan's body, bringing fine-grained pain.

As if something vicious and cold was slowly eroding his heart, Kamado Tanjiro couldn't help but take a deep breath, it was hard to imagine why a child would be infected with such a thing.

Compared with the coldness and pain caused by chiggers attacking the body, the cold Yebu worried Vulcan even more.

"what happened?"

Kagami's worried voice rang in his ears, but the young kami just buried himself in Tanjirou's arms, weeping bitterly.

"cherry……"

The child was sobbing, as if wanting to vent all the sadness in his heart.

"I... said Sakura's real name..."

"I... killed Sakura..."

The child's words hit the bottom of Vulcan's heart heavily, the crimson pupils shrank suddenly, and the hands surrounding Ye Bu couldn't help trembling slightly, his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

how come……

Just as the naming of artifacts is an instinct imprinted on the gods, the things that the gods cannot tell are the existences that the gods try their best to prevent.

That is the untouchable past of the artifact, and it is the secret that the gods will hide for the entire life of the artifact.

It is impossible for Ye Bu to take the initiative to tell the artifact girl his real name, Vulcan sighed slightly, it is futile to cling to who is instigating Ye Bu now.

Kamado Tanjiro picked up the still crying young god, and breathed the warm breath from his body into the child's nose, silently comforting him.

He took the child back to his shrine.

The cleanest water in the shrine can remove the ailments that are spreading on them.

"Tanjiro, what should I do?"

The child finally stopped crying, and the crystal blue eyes were filled with sadness, as if they could turn into tears again in the next second.

He will never meet again, that girl who smiles like a cherry blossom, who will gently hold his hand and run, and who will tell him that she hates blood.

Vulcan was silent, just reached out and stroked the child's soft hair.

The warmth of the palm seemed to penetrate the skin and slowly sink to the bottom of the child's heart.I don't know why, although Vulcan is comforting him, Ye Bu has the urge to cry.

"Remember her."

Vulcan's voice was deep and soft, and his crimson eyes were fixed on the blue-eyed god in front of him, and there were deep emotions in his eyes that children could not understand.

Remember her, with all the joy or sorrow related to her, with a long life to miss.

"Sakura... can only live in Ye Bu's memory, can't she?"

At that time, the young god still couldn't understand the helplessness and grief in Vulcan's words. He just looked at those deep red eyes, and the pain in his heart seemed to be soothed in the warm red.

He suddenly had a very strange idea.

Tanjiro, have you ever lost someone important to you?

Because I have lost it, I can understand how painful it is to stand up and move forward in grief.

But even if there are thorns everywhere under the feet, we must unswervingly move towards the goal.

The child wiped away the tears, and his crystal blue eyes were full of determination.

He will always remember her.

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"Tanjiro's shrine is so big!"

Looking at the resplendent Shenju, Yebu exclaimed, his expression became more vivid under the golden rendering.

"so good……"

The child carefully glanced at Vulcan at the side, and unconsciously put on a touch of disappointment in his tone.

There is no god who does not yearn for shrines. Just like human beings pursue money and status, gods pursue shrines and believers.

Even as a wild god, he is no exception.

The child put his hands lightly on the expensive furniture of Shenju, as if he was afraid of breaking things, and tried his best to suppress the emotion of envy in his heart.

He doesn't expect his shrine to be as magnificent as Vulcan, he only needs a small one.

...But it shouldn't be possible.

The child's mood suddenly fell, and the smell of frustration spread, caught by Vulcan's sensitive nose.

"what happened?"

Vulcan squatted in front of the child, looking at the pair of blue pupils that dimmed for some reason, and the deep red pupils were full of worry.

"It's nothing." The child shook his head, pursed his lips tightly, and the child's inexplicable shame secretly stalked, no matter how much Vulcan asked, he refused to speak.

"Tanjirou, there are so many wisteria flowers here!"

As if deliberately diverting Vulcan's attention, so as to free herself from Vulcan's kind inquiry, Ye Bujing's blue eyes flicked around, but she was surprised to find that the shrine was full of wisteria flowers.

"Is this all planted by Tanjiro?" The child excitedly ran towards the flowers.The tall wisteria trees are full of wisteria branches hanging down, and the flowers are clustered together, flourishing and luxuriant.

Ye Bu carefully holds up a cluster, and the tender petals slide across the palm of his hand, bringing a slight itchiness.The light and delicate fragrance floats into the nose, obviously there are so many flowers clustered together, but the floral fragrance is not greasy at all, and the elegant fragrance makes people feel more happy.

"Amazing!"

The child buried his face in the flowers, and his blue eyes unconsciously revealed a touch of envy.

Wisteria is the representative of Vulcan.

Only extremely powerful gods with a wide range of believers will have flowers that represent themselves.

The place full of wisterias is blessed by the god of fire, and the people who plant wisterias must be followers of the god of fire.

Vulcan still doesn't know this, he glanced at his crimson eyes, taking in all the envy in the child's eyes.

That's right.

Vulcan couldn't help laughing, looking at the child with a softer expression.

"If there is night divination, there will be a shrine like this one day."

Kamado Tanjiro squatted in front of the child, raised his hand and patted off the wisteria petals that accidentally fell on Yabu's shoulder, his tone was soft but firm, inexplicably convincing.

"There will be a shrine like this in the future, and there will be many believers."

Vulcan repeated, "I believe Yebu can do it."

Caught off guard by Vulcan's encouragement, the child's eyes grew bigger and bigger. The crystal blue pupils faced the deep red pupils, and a few suspicious blush appeared on the face of the young god.

Ye Bu couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, it was very similar to his father's praise every time, but it seemed completely different.

It was as if the whole person was floating on the soft clouds, and his heart was pounding so hard that he couldn't help breathing lightly, for fear that he might have misheard a word.

"Really!" The child had tried very hard to suppress the excitement that was about to burst out of his heart, but the overly eager and cheerful tone still exposed the excitement in the child's heart.

"Of course!"

Vulcan replied with a smile.

Seeing the child so happy, Kamado Tanjiro wanted to say something, but before he could speak, suddenly there was a buzzing in his ears, and the heavy drumbeat came into his ears.

Countless prayers came into my mind, and the heavy drum beat was heard together with the elegant and sacred sacrificial music. I vaguely wanted to hear the priestess praying to the gods in a secretive and strange tone.

"What's wrong, Tanjirou?"

The child who was still excited looked at the Vulcan who was stunned suddenly, with a puzzled expression, not understanding what happened.

However, Vulcan didn't answer the child's question in the first place. Instead, he carefully calculated today's date with his fingers.

"Couldn't today be... the Fire God Festival..."

It is a custom in the world that at the beginning of the new year, the god of fire will be sacrificed to pray for the god of fire to bring them warmth and light in the new year.

There will be a grand Vulcan festival in big cities, and the witch will wear sacred sacrificial dance costumes and dance on a specially built altar to please the Vulcan, and there will be a priestess who is proficient in God's language praying beside him, praying for the Vulcan to bless him. blessing.

Although Kamado Tanjiro was not used to such grand ceremonies.

"Fire God Festival?"

The child's eyes lit up, and he rushed over and grabbed Kamado Tanjirou's sleeve, his face full of anticipation.

"Can Tanjirou take me to the Fire God Festival?"

He once secretly ran to the Vulcan Festival with his father and Fei on his back - although it seemed strange that he went to another god's festival as a god, but the lively scene left a deep impression on the child impression.

And...he is really envious of those human children who are accompanied by their parents.

However, it was impossible for his father to accompany him to the festival, and Fei would listen to his father's words, let alone go with him, maybe she would stop him instead.

Ye Bu originally thought that it was impossible for anyone to be willing to accompany him.

But now, the child looked eagerly at Vulcan in front of him, and the anticipation in the crystal blue pupils made Vulcan couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch Yebu's soft cheek, and chuckled lightly seeing the child's obviously painful expression.

"Okay."

Coincidentally, he hasn't seen what the Vulcan Festival here looks like.