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

"Night Fight!"

"Huh?" Hearing the call, the blue-eyed god turned his head subconsciously.

The fiery red afterglow of the setting sun fell on the earth, and the sparkling river reflected the bright setting sun, which was reflected in the eyes like a swaying flame.

Iki Hiyori was holding a large bunch of flowers in his hand, waving to him while running towards this side.Perhaps because of her special physique, the girl's physical strength was surprisingly strong, and Xueyin, who followed her panting, failed to catch up with her.

"this is for you!"

Caught off guard, he was stuffed into his chest, and the fresh and elegant aroma scrambled into the nasal cavity, quietly evoking the memories buried in his mind.

Yeto stood in a daze for a few seconds, then lowered his head as if he suddenly realized what had happened.

The fresh and delicate petals are stretching freely, and the elegant purple breaks into the crystal blue eyes of the gods.Yato couldn't help opening his eyes wide, as if it took him a long time to recognize what kind of flower he was holding.

"Wisteria... flowers?"

As if he couldn't be sure of his own judgment, he stretched out his hand cautiously, gently touching the delicate petals.

The lavender petals kissed the fingertips, and Yato suddenly picked up the flowers and buried his face in the flowers.

The tip of his nose was surrounded by the unique fragrance of wisteria flowers. Iki Hiyori was startled by Yato's sudden movement. The face that almost buried his whole face rang in his ears.

"Hiyori—why did you suddenly think of bringing me wisteria flowers?"

"Eh?" The girl tilted her head, "Because it just happened to be the time when the wisteria flowers are in full bloom recently, I thought that Yato might like it, so I brought it."

"Did something happen?"

"No, nothing." He raised his face suddenly, and the petals stained on the face of the blue-eyed god fluttered in the air with Yato's violent movements.

"I love so much."

"It's obvious that you don't like it at all." Xueyin, who finally followed up, couldn't help but whispered, and he raised his head and glanced at the expression on Yato's face, and he really couldn't read it from that face. A little bit of joy?

"Hey, Hiyori." Yato didn't seem to hear Xue Yin's sneaky complaints. He slightly folded his arms and hugged the flowers in his arms even tighter. The fragrance of wisteria flowers.

"Do you know the meaning of wisteria flowers?"

He seemed to be asking casually, but the expression on his face made Hiyori's heart beat inexplicably.

"Is Yato talking... the flower language of wisteria flowers?" the girl guessed cautiously.

"If Yato is talking about this, I checked before..."

"No, I'm not referring to that."

"Forget it." He shrugged, obviously not expecting to hear the answer he wanted from Hiyori's mouth.

The arm moved forward subconsciously, as if he wanted to hand the flower in his arms to the girl again, but he repented halfway and hugged the flower tightly in his arms.

"Now, as expected, not many people know about it..."

The god that the wisteria flower symbolizes.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there will be a flower viewing party soon, and there may be even more beautiful wisteria flowers there!" Sensitively aware that the god in front of her seemed to be in a low mood, the girl felt that she had said something wrong and hurriedly tried to remedy it.

"Do you want to go with Yato?"

The blue-eyed god turned his head, his eyes, which were stained orange by the setting sun, quietly looked at the sneering girl in front of him.

"I'm not going!" Probably this is the so-called seriousness for less than three seconds, the lonely look just now is like dirt falling on the glass, which was wiped away by the blue-eyed god lightly and skillfully.

"I, but I have seen the most beautiful wisteria flowers in the world - the ones you mentioned are absolutely incomparable!"

Yato yelled loudly, and his tone was as frivolous and cheerful as usual.

"In that case, why don't you take us to have a look." Xueyin was a little unconvinced, "Who knows if you're lying just by talking about it!"

"Hmm..." Iki Hiyori scratched his face, and agreed with some embarrassment, "I'm also a little curious about what Yato said."

"Huh? Did you say that place?" Yato turned around, the setting sun was setting, half of the god's face was hidden in the shadow cast by the tall buildings, but a pair of blue eyes still glowed faintly.

"It doesn't exist anymore."

Even if it exists, no one can get in.

"It's snowing."

Still wearing a pink shop uniform, holding a spoon in one hand and a lunch box in the other, Yato looked out the window, and saw the fine snow falling from the sky, gently falling to the ground.

"Speaking of which, the New Year is coming soon."

"What does the New Year have to do with you, an incomprehensible god!"

Yukine, who was squatting in the corner reading manga, finally couldn't bear it anymore, threw the book in her hand, and hit Yato hard on the head.

"The person who said to fulfill this wish is Yato, right?!"

"Give me a good job!"

Teenagers who are in the rebellious period are particularly prone to fluctuating and irritable emotions.

Really, he stamped his foot impatiently.He's obviously a god, but what he does doesn't look like a god at all, it's even worse than a human being!

"You bastard!" If it wasn't for worrying that there might be guests coming, Yato would have torn off the clothes on the spot and taught Xueyin a lesson, "Don't interrupt when others are sentimental!"

Yato broke his heart for this store by taking a picture of a poor god who claimed to be Ebisu with a spoon.

"Anytime is fine, don't make trouble for me at this time." He gripped the back of his neck and complained softly.

Even if no one remembers it anymore.

Even if no one is holding a celebration anymore.

——This was the time he had been looking forward to the most.

"Hey, I didn't expect this store to be open now."

"Because you said a few days ago that there were some things today, so I was thinking that today I might not be able to buy the ingredients I need tomorrow—"

"what."

A clear and gentle male voice sounded outside the door, as if a young man who was not too tall was about to open the door.

He greeted the inside familiarly, maybe he mistook the noise from the few people just now for the shop owner was still in the shop.

The soup spoon in his hand fell to the ground at some point and made a crisp collision sound, and the oden in the pot made a gurgling sound, and the small bubbles that popped up burst just as soon as they floated to the soup surface, bursting out a rich aroma.

Yato opened his eyes wide, and his face was clearly reflected in those crystal blue eyes.

First there was the crimson hair, and then there were vivid lines on the forehead like a cloud of fire.

In the end, there were those gentle and soft crimson eyes that seemed to be full of sparks, and that slightly shocked face that he was all too familiar with.

The brain was disconnected from the brain at this moment, and the body moved without authorization to hug the person at the door fiercely. At this moment, Yeto thought a little out of place, the expression on his face must be very strange now.

Mixed with shock, surprise, and other emotions that he couldn't even describe, a face that was already full of tears at some point.

"Tanjirou--!"

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to tell the person in front of him all the thoughts and sorrows he had accumulated for years or hundreds of years, shouting with all his might.

"Yebu!" The person in his arms was stunned for a moment, as if he was not used to such a warm welcome.

He moved skillfully, as if he had done it a million times before, gently patting the back of the crying god who was out of breath.

"I didn't expect to meet you again!"

Holding up the blue-eyed god's face, Yato's face was covered with unrecognizable tears and snot. At this moment, he finally stopped the tears and was sobbing loudly.

Tanjirou Kamado obviously didn't expect to meet Yato again, he narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his mouth couldn't be suppressed at all.

"It's really great." Tanjiro repeated, "It's really great to meet you again."

"Yato?"

Xueyin, who was standing by the cashier counter, obviously did not expect such a sudden change, her hands stopped in mid-air awkwardly, and she asked, "Who is this?"

"Isn't this Kagutsu-sama!" Finally realizing who the person in front of him was, Xiaofu also covered his mouth in surprise.

After all, even if their gods don't care about the ravages of evil spirits, they have probably heard about the grievances and endings between Vulcan and the ghost king.

"Please don't call me that anymore." Tanjiro shook his head, and the flower pendant on his ear shook slightly, "Just call me Tanjiro."

"After all, I am no longer a god."

"Are you Yebuxin's artifact?" He walked up to Xueyin, his nose twitching slightly.

The expression on Tanjirou's face suddenly became serious - although the arc of the mouth still could not be suppressed, but the light shining in those eyes made Yukine feel terrified inexplicably.

"Well, it's the child I found." Yato scratched his head, like a child waiting to be scolded, not daring to look up at Tanjiro's face.

"I also want to treat this child the same way you helped me, Tanjiro."

"I see." Understanding the meaning of Yato's words, Kamado Tanjiro nodded, "Yabu is true, he has grown a lot."

He turned his head and looked directly into Xueyin's orange eyes, "This sentence is not very good for me, but I still want to warn you."

"Although Yebu didn't tell you anything, you must remember."

"That 'line' must never be crossed."

"Once you pass, no matter how much you regret it, the mistakes you made cannot be made up for."

The sleeve seemed to be pulled by someone, Tanjiro turned his head, and Yato was struggling, and he couldn't finish his sentence for a long time.

"Well, Tanjirou, you..."

Aren't you already dead?

Yato pursed his lips tightly, unable to say that sentence no matter what.

On that day, Vulcan burned not only his own blood, body, and soul, but also people's beliefs and Vulcan's seat.

He originally thought that the worst situation was just a replacement, but that day the Vulcan God's Residence collapsed, and the dirty water mixed with rotten and withered wisteria petals flowed slowly among the ruins.

"Ah, you're talking about that." Kamado Tanjiro nodded knowingly, "I don't know exactly what happened either."

"Obviously I feel like I'm dead, but when I open my eyes again, it will be hundreds of years later."

"Speaking of which, when I first opened my eyes and saw Tsukihiko lying on the side, I was really shocked."

Tanjiro patted his chest, but no one at the scene caught his little humor.

"Later I found out that Yue Yan lost his ghost power, and I was no longer Vulcan."

"We are just like ordinary human beings."

"Don't worry!" Tanjiro raised his hand and patted Yato's shoulder with a slightly weird expression.

"Isn't it a blessing to be able to experience life, old age, sickness and death as a human being?"

He frowned in distress, "But if this is the case, I won't be able to look at you and the slippery ghost like before."

"Tch." Hearing an unpleasant name, Yato curled his lips subconsciously.

"That guy has grandchildren now, and he has completely degenerated into a monster who eats and drinks."

"Really." Hearing something interesting, Tanjiro started laughing again, "That's really great."

"I have to go." The phone in his pocket was vibrating non-stop, Tanjiro looked at the almost full screen of messages on the phone with some distress, and couldn't help but sigh.

He really doesn't know how to use these modern things, "If it doesn't pass, Yue Yan will probably get angry again."

"Remember me, Yebu."

When he was about to step out of the store, he suddenly turned around and said.

"Remember me."

Don't be sad because I am destined to leave, as long as you remember me, I will always exist in your memory.

"Awaited!"

Opening the car door, Tanjiro let out a sigh of relief, and finally remembered to fasten his seat belt.

"Guess who I met just now?"

"Tsk." The person who was waiting impatiently in the car was completely in no mood to play such a guessing game.

He snorted rather shamelessly, "It must be that annoying God of Disaster."

"You are still the same as before, you can't get along with that kid Yebu."

Shaking his head, Tanjirou was also quite helpless about this.

Their current situation, even Tanjiro himself can't say anything.

In the Infinite City back then, he really had a near-mortal determination to disappear into the sky-filled flames with Wu Mi.

Waking up again after hundreds of years was something none of them expected.

Maybe it was the cyan Bana flower that finally purified the power of Wuyougui, maybe it was the prayer of the believers that finally pulled the Vulcan back. In short, when the two woke up, they had lost all their power, like ordinary Human beings are wiped out among all living beings.

Speaking of which, the two of them were really in turmoil at that time.

Tanjiro covered his mouth and sniggered, Tsukihiko, who was driving beside him, glanced at him rather uncomfortably, Tanjiro waved his hand quickly to express his apology.

Although the ghost's power was completely purified, Yue Yan's blood-red eyes could no longer change back to the black pupils before.

Sometimes, looking at those still blood-red eyes, Tanjiro couldn't help but think, is the imprint left behind a proof of Wu Mi's past crimes?

Just like the spots on his forehead that he still has at this moment.

"Speaking of which, the orphanage contacted me today."

Tanjiro fiddled with the phone unskillfully, "Many of the children we donated before have found a suitable home, so the dean wants to thank you specially."

"You can discuss the specific matters with the dean again? I really don't know how to use this thing."

If it wasn't for Tsukihiko's insistence on getting him some kind of mobile phone to keep in touch with him all the time, Tanjirou himself would never use it!

"trouble."

An impatient look appeared on Yue Yan's face.

Just as Tanjiro has always thought that things like mobile phones are meaningless, he also thinks that Tanjiro makes donations and charities everywhere for him are meaningless.

"Oh." Tanjiro put down the phone.

The sky was completely dark, but the bright street lamps stood quietly beside the road, dutifully illuminating the road ahead for people.

"I know you don't like these." He sighed, and the cold white lights slid past in front of his eyes.

"But, Tsukihiko."

"You want to atone."

You're going to atone for everything you've ever done.

"In this way, although it may not be effective."

The hands on the gears warmed up slightly, Tsukihiko subconsciously looked down, Tanjirou's still warm hands gently covered his hands at some point.

"Even after death, your soul will still go to hell and endure countless pains to atone for your sins."

"But I'll be with you."

"Don't be afraid, Yue Yan."

Yue Yan stared at those deep red eyes in a daze, and seemed to see the warm and soft eyes of the gods in the flames all over the sky.

"I will accompany you."

Birth, old age, sickness and death, never leave again.

-The End-

The author has something to say: this is the end of the text~

In the end, I chose the same direction as the original work of Ghost Slayer, which is the only way I can think of he.The power of the ghost is completely eliminated, and Tanjiro has become a human being, so he doesn't have to endure the loneliness of the long life of the god.I feel like it's a pretty satisfying ending.

There will probably be two extra episodes in the future, one is the brain hole of Vulcan Charcoal and Gui Wucan who traveled to the timeline of the original work, and the other is the daily life of cookies~

Then I would like to recommend my pre-acquisition "Head Zhu Wants to Be Exorcised Today", this book is too tiring to talk about Wu Mi, the next book will kick Wu Mi away, and I will post it with Wutiao teacher, Let’s have a sweet love~ (Let Wu Mi die alone forever)

Pre-received copywriting: (expected to open in mid-June)

Before the sister school exchange meeting in Kyoto, Gojo Satoru, who was dedicated to teaching students, suddenly received a message.

In a certain city that has long been abandoned, a special magic spirit appeared.

After rushing to the scene with the disciple who was halfway through his practice, the two of them were dumbfounded.

In front of them, the so-called Super Curse Spirit was not a terrifying monster, but a boy who was only 15 years old.

And this "curse spirit" was crying while trying to behead himself.

Gojo Satoru: ...

Wujo Wu: Are the current mantra spirits already so conscious?

When he woke up, Tanjirou Kamado, who hadn't died in the Infinite City War, was shocked by the fact that he had turned into a ghost before he realized that he had completely changed his world.

The boy who hated ghosts to the extreme decided to commit suicide immediately, but was interrupted by two guys who called themselves conjurers who fell from the sky.

Among them, the white-haired man also said that he wanted to take him to some college?

Tanjiro: Thank you, no need.Please let me die in the sun.

However, the newborn ghost king who was already immune to sunlight found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hurt himself a single bit.

Then a white-haired conjurer came up with a bright idea.

Gojo Satoru: How about this, you come to school, and then we try to get rid of you?

Kamado Tanjiro: Deal!

at last!Let me see that the last lucky person in this article is 41a, the red envelope has been sent, please check it~

感谢在2021-05-0617:57:15~2021-05-0722:33:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of A Rui, who failed to get off the order; 3 bottles of Tang Mo Zidie; 2 bottles of Muzi Yang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!