The Sealer of the Sword

Then, when the gods on the opposite side were stunned, Yan Ye hurriedly pulled out the Zanpakutō!

When all the gods on the opposite side showed vigilant expressions and movements, Yan Ye pulled the knife like that, and shouted with a tangled expression: "Ah... wait a minute... tsk, why can't I pull it out? …”

Because the distance that the hand can stretch is limited, and the length of the Zanpakutō is long, so in the state of holding Bishamon, Yan Ye can't pull it out.

The gods on the opposite side looked at Yan Ye with tangled eyes, watching him work there for a long time, and in the end, after Bishamon in his arms moved helplessly, Yan Ye put the The Zanpakutō at his waist was pulled out.

Then--

"There are all kinds of things! They are all turned to ashes! The blades are like fire!!!"

"It's really a riot... It seems to be a little troublesome..."

Yan Ye was lying on the floor like that, looking at the unknown ceiling above his head, suddenly such a sentence came out.

His words made Bishamon who was sitting beside the bed looking at the paper in her hand with a headache looking at what paper she was writing on, gave Yan Ye a helpless look, and then said, "That's still You didn't make trouble."

After speaking, Bishamon sighed lightly, and threw the paper that gave her a headache on the bed, and regardless of whether it would spread out like that, Bishamon glanced again and looked at the Fei squatting beside Yan Ye.

This is Bishamon's house, more specifically, it should be in her bedroom in her house.

Just like what Yan Ye said just now, Yan Ye did make a big fuss on Gao Tianyuan. After knocking down all the gods blocking the road, Yan Ye came back with her in his arms.

Yes, just like what he said at the beginning, Yan Ye would not let go and brought her back directly.

Yan Ye looks like she doesn't care about anything, but the things like "Are you still a god?", "You actually help an unknown human being" sent to her by the gods gave her a headache. endlessly.

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It would be a lie to say that if you don't have a headache, after all so many things were left to Bishamon alone, Sakuya looked like he didn't care about anything.

Well--

Even though he said this, Bishamon would not really complain about Ye Shi, after all, this is indeed the basket that their Seven Lucky Gods provoked, and it can even be said that Yan Ye was implicated.

So when Yan Ye was able to pick her up, Bishamon was very moved.

However, there are still a lot of troubles ahead.

Even if he threw the complaint letters and accusation letters on the sheets beside him, the sound of paper and paper sliding down and overlapping each other directly due to the inertia of gravity still made Bishamon unable to bear it. Sighed.

When he reached out and rubbed his forehead, and then sighed, he heard an irresponsible voice from Yan Ye.

"If you really have such a headache, it would be fine if you burn the fire, and you won't be bothered if you don't see it."

It's easy to say.

When Bishamon heard the words, she couldn't help but sighed helplessly, and turned to look at Yan Ye who was about to say what the accusation letter to the gods meant, but she saw that on the floor in front of her, she should have been lying on the floor. Yan Ye, who was wearing it, disappeared, and even Fei disappeared.

The sudden disappearance of the two made Bishamon stunned for a moment, and then tactfully realized that Yan Ye just got up and moved the place while she lowered her head and sighed.

After all, she's already used to it, otherwise, Yan Ye's habit of suddenly changing from one place to another without a sound will one day cause her to have a heart attack when she wakes up at night to go to the toilet.

But can God be scared out of a heart attack?

Bishamon didn't know this, and it didn't take her long to ring it, just because when she came to a realization, she heard the sound of a lighter beside her.

"Eh? Wait!"

Upon hearing the voice, Bishamon, who instantly remembered the irresponsible words Yan Ye had just said, turned his head abruptly and glanced at the source of the voice.

Rarely shouted out such words with excitement, but she saw that Yan Ye was sitting cross-legged on her bed for a long time.

Seeing this, Bishamon couldn't help but blushed when he was stunned.

Although it is the 21st century now, after all, Bishamon is a god, and what he knows and believes in still exists - to put it bluntly, it is feudal superstition.

Regarding the practice of a man getting on a girl's bed, although Bishamon knew that this kind of thing was completely irrelevant now, no—it was actually very important.

But in her heart, in her still-existing thoughts, there was another meaning.

But she won't tell Yan Ye what it means, and she won't say it now. After all, except for the thing that made her cheeks red, Yan Ye is indeed holding a lighter in her hand, burning the place where she just dropped it. Those papers on the sheets.

"Ah..." Bishamon couldn't help but let out such a voice.

There is no sound of any meaning, but at the same time, it is sending out a sense of what has been seen.

Because the paper has turned to ashes.

Knowing that Yan Ye is the kind of character who will do what he says, Bishamon still did not expect that he would actually burn those papers.

Bishamon lowered his head just like that, watching the ashes that fell from Yan Ye's hands and disappeared completely before they touched the sheets.

Bishamon, who couldn't help but sighed helplessly at Yan Ye, raised his eyes, looked at Yan Ye and said, "I said... If it really burns... it's a war against the gods..."

"When the war starts, let's start the war. Those old and immortal ones can kill me as well."

what……

Sure enough, that's the answer.

Hearing Yan Ye's natural words, Bishamon couldn't help sighing again.

I don't know how many times she sighed today, but Bishamon didn't care, after all, staying by Yan Ye's side was like this.

If he was not used to getting along with Yan Ye, Bishamon would have driven people out just now, instead of talking to Yan Ye now.