[Comprehensive] The god judge voluntarily was hidden by the gods

"An Ding and Kiyomitsu can no longer control themselves," Mikazuki Munekin added, "Yamabagiri may be a little better, but..."

In the room, An Ting and Qing were sitting on the ground, leaning against each other, as if they were asleep.On the tree in the garden, surrounded by white fairies, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro raised his hand, looking at his own palm that sometimes appears and disappears.His body is like a poor signal picture of an old transistorized black and white TV set, producing unstable noise snowflakes and becoming blurred from time to time.

"Is it so close?" Yiqi Yizhen frowned, "to the extent that it will affect distraction..."

True God and distraction appear in the near place at the same time, and there is a problem of priority in information processing and decision-making.Needless to say, the former has a higher priority.

"Standby..." Sanri Yuezong nearly received the signal and laughed, "It seems that our careless Lord Assessor has aroused the interest of high-ranking beings."

"In that case, there shouldn't be any danger, right?" Izumi Mori Kanesada gave up the idea of ​​waking up Yamato Moraning and California Kiyomitsu. There are five gods watching him... No matter how you think about it, nothing will happen, right?"

"That's not necessarily true," Tsurumaru Kuninaga rested his chin on one hand, and tapped the horse's hooves on the table with the other hand, "Gods' thoughts on human beings have always been elusive."

"Huh?" Izumi Mori Kanesada didn't know why, "Aren't we gods?"

"Things are not that simple," Yiqiyi shook his head, "There are differences between us and the main body. For example, the individual 'Daigo Kyoya' is very important to us, but in front of the main body, he is nothing more than It's one of the countless god judges, nothing special."

"Hmm..." Izumi Mori Kanesada pondered for a while, "Even so, if it were me, no one would turn a blind eye to the humans in front of me!"

Veteran knives hear the words, you say I understand:

"...Your words are indeed so."

"A very idealistic idea."

"In his words, the main body will indeed not stand idly by, right?"

"Personality reasons?"

"Sure enough, it's related to age, right?"

"Hey!" Izumi Mori said in a determined tone, "What are you talking about? Isn't what I said should be taken for granted!"

"Of course not," Mikazuki Zongjin said with a smile, "If it were me, I might just leave it alone."

"Huh?! Why?"

"Maybe because it's troublesome, or maybe it's because it doesn't suit you," he replied, "because it's not important, so I don't care."

"...I didn't expect you to be such a crescent moon!"

"Hey, it's because Sankaiyue is unreliable, so we can't sit still," Tsurumaru Kuninaga stretched out a finger and shook, "How can we not get involved in such an interesting, no, dangerous thing?"

"... In your case, you just want to join in the fun, right?"

Just as they were racking their brains about the matter of the judge, another knife also took action——

In the Tokyo National Museum, the blade of Kokarasuma, a famous item in the collection of the Imperial Household Agency, glows faintly.

With the light blooming, the Ukiyo-e-like picture scrolls flow in the museum, and what is presented in front of the camera is full of light and shadow, graceful and illusory.

Next, this royal object left over from the Heian period disappeared in the museum with strict security measures!

"Damn it!" The security guard turned pale with fright and pressed the alarm, "There are thieves!"

The entire venue reacted quickly, and the entrance and exit were closed.After the alarm was triggered, several police cars drove towards the Tokyo National Museum.However, the boy in red wore high wooden clogs and hung on his waist the tachi gifted to Emperor Hengmu by the Yataja Yataara, and went in the opposite direction from the roaring police cars and even the well-informed reporters.

Little Karasuma, like a crow boy, hummed an ancient song. His slender and beautiful appearance attracted the attention of many passers-by, but he had long been accustomed to this kind of intensive sight, so he didn't care and continued on his way.

However, just as he was about to reach Seimei Shrine, a young man with a hedgehog wearing round sunglasses and another yellow-haired man appeared in front of him.

"Although it's hard to believe," the young man with the hedgehog head hooked his hands at him, "Little brat, is that knife you're carrying the same as the legendary little Karasuma who captured Hei Shomon?"

Before the words fell, a temporary news was broadcast on the giant screen on the street:

On that day, Kokarasuma, an important cultural property kept by the Tokyo National Museum on behalf of the Imperial Household Agency, was stolen!

"That's not right," Karasuma showed a bewitching smile, "It was Wuming's arrow that really captured Hei Shomon, not the famous sword made in heaven."

"Also," he put his hand on the hilt of the knife, "you actually call him father kid...you, you are so rude!"

……

"Originally, the first thing that every god needs to be stable is self-awareness," Abe Seimei said in a casual chat. "After forming a godhead, preferences are almost fixed, and any changes are just minor details."

Just like Okita Souji changed from hating green peppers to being no longer picky about this kind of food, preferences will change.When the preferences of several individuals from different experiences conflict, it is necessary to determine the priority level.

Generally speaking, as a set, as a whole, the minority is often subject to the majority.There are exceptions, and most of these exceptions are supported by strong obsessions, which are difficult to shake, but it is not impossible to shake them.Beyond that, there are some decisive, uncompromising differences.Faced with such differences, Abe Seimei likes novelty and always chooses randomly like throwing a sieve.Yuan Boya is very inclusive. In his opinion, what he likes must have merits, and what he hates also has taboos. He tends to listen to everything.And Okita Souji is too young, has an unstable personality, always overreacts, and vehemently rejects everything that is different.

He is afraid of being shaken, and fear only holds him back.But it is useless to hold back, time will force him to face everything, before that, he must learn to give up and make choices.

Some preferences are always destined to disappear.

"Whether it's a person or a god," Seimei Abe sighed looking at Shenguo, "Growing up is a process of gradual loss."

"Time will take away everything that was once owned."

Things, people, and the emotions that were once aroused by the incident all flowed eastward like water, heading for the sea, never to return.

"Really?" Yuan Boya scratched the back of his head, "Why do I think it's a cumulative process?"

"What is lost is matter, what is accumulated is soul."

During this process, only the ocean of memories has been continuously enriched, and treasures and perceptions have turned into corals and pearls, hiding in it.

As soon as these words came out, Sanri Yuezong applauded.

"As expected of the three Boya members," he praised, "That's a beautiful statement!"

Yuan Boya didn't feel it himself, and was a little embarrassed: "Really?"

However, when Yamato Shou'an heard the words, he sneered, as if he had been touched in a sore spot.

"But what's the use of talking so beautifully?" His expression was indifferent, "If you lose it, you lose it, and you won't come back."

"Things are good, and people are good."

California Qingguang frowned: "...Anding?"

"Regrets and pains will also accumulate," Yamato Shou'an held down half of his face, "and in the end it will become an obsession that cannot be obtained."

California Qingguang froze for a moment, unable to say anything for a moment.

"That's right," Mikazuki Sochi nodded, "After all, it is your personal experience. For a hundred years, you have missed Souji Okita wholeheartedly, as if you have inherited his regrets. However, the other party didn't know your existence back then, and now you have Daigokyo again. Mi, there is no need for your nostalgia, nor for you to feel sorry for him."

"So, from now on, how should you place your obsessions?"

California Qingguang was not happy with his blunt statement: "Sankaiyue!"

"Ah, I'm sorry," Sanriyue Zongjin smiled without sincerity, "In my opinion, you are all too young, and the number of times of changing hands is too small." He paused: "So, you are not used to parting. .”

"Stop talking!" California Qingguang was angry, "We miss him because we like Okita-kun, and we desperately want to do something for him, whether he needs it or not. What's wrong with this kind of relationship?"

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with it," Yamato Moranda shook his head, "Although it's all my wishful thinking... But there's nothing wrong with it."

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yamato Moranda's dependence on Okita Souji is a bit pathological.

He is obviously not just a knife, but also an independent god.However, in front of Souji Okita, he almost gave up thinking, and only regarded himself as a knife, a humanoid self-propelled murder weapon.

This kind of mentality is not healthy. It would be fine if Souji Okita's state is stable, but once his state is unstable, Yamato Shouji's state will also fluctuate accordingly.In the event of an irreversible fall for Souji Okita, Fu Sangshen will surely follow.

Thus, he himself will become part of the 'lost'.

"Yes, there's nothing wrong with it." Mikazuki Zongjin's answer was simply perfunctory.He didn't mean anything malicious, he just told the truth and didn't care how irritating the content was.

Immediately, he pointed to Souji Okita's Divine Kingdom: "Look," he said with great interest, "A good show is about to be staged."

……

Fei Cun Jianxin didn't expect that after ten years, he would still have the day to wield his sword for the new government.

"Shishio is really a lunatic," Saitoichi confessed, "However, the government doesn't have the time and energy to deal with this lunatic. This lunatic jumps up and down, and it's really annoying."

"So you found me?" Himura Kenshin twitched the corners of his lips, he knew very well that in the eyes of the new government, he and Shi Zhixiong were really cancerous tumors, "Fighting poison with poison?"

"That's right," said the lone wolf of the Shinsengumi without any embarrassment, "to put it more bluntly, it is to counter violence with violence."