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

"Although I'm sorry to disturb you," Tsurumaru Kuninaga put his hands on his cheeks, his eyes were not friendly, "but do you think I don't exist?"

After the words fell, as if being hit by some heavy object, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro suddenly curled up, his chin resting on the top of Daigo Kyoya's head, trembling slightly.

Fu Sangshen closed the hands of the interrogator, feeling cold all over his body.

"Yamabachi?"

But Yamabuki Kunihiro didn't respond, he just kept panting in a low voice, sounding like he was very uncomfortable.His condition is indeed abnormal:

There was a dark, unpleasant foul smell permeating from him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was taken aback, and quickly explained: "Hey, I didn't scare him!"

"I know," Daigo Kyoya frowned slightly, "I know."

"you know?"

"It must have been affected by someone's distraction," Daigo Kyoya raised his head, "This is a resonant response."

Then, he turned his gaze in another direction.

"Welcome back."

Standing there is a translucent, tattered, and very embarrassed one, and another "Yamabuki Kirihiro".

When he spoke, the voice echoed hollowly:

"God judge?"

He is an afterimage, his appearance is indistinct, with a sense of unreality and illusion.

Daigo Kyoya nodded at him:

"Thanks a lot."

"it's over?"

"Yes, it's over."

After the words fell, the dark and distracted closed his eyes.He has already broken his knife, so he will come back to the side of the true god, and everything in the world ends here.

"I am back."

Then, the afterimage, like his main body, shattered into pieces, passed through various obstacles, and fell into Yamabuchi Kunihiro's chest.

This made the true god tremble even more violently.

Daigo Kyoya turned around and embraced Yamabagi Kirihiro back.But his arms were too short, and he could only pat his hand gently over and over again.

"Dark Fall..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga showed a cold expression for the first time, "That kid, you lost."

Daigo Kyoya turned her face sideways: "In your opinion, is falling down the same as defeat?"

"Of course," Tsurumaru Kuninaga's golden pupils reflected pieces of ginkgo, "he has given up on himself."

Daigo Kyoya was silent for a while: "It's very painful, dark fall."

"Yes," Tsurumaru Kuninaga nodded, "He is dizzy and restless, and feels that everything in front of him is unbearable."

Even he had lost before.He hated this defeat.

"Besides, it hurts," Tsurumaru Kuninaga lowered his eyes, "it's much more painful than being injured on the battlefield."

The dark fall is the process of leading the normal to the abnormal. This transformation often goes against the original wishes of the Touken Fusangshen, making their lives worse than death.

"I hate this."

There are always some rumors that Token Fusangshin will become stronger because of the Fallen—what a joke, a Fallen God who loses his mind and rampages only by desire will not be strong at all.

"Sometimes human desires are really disgusting." Tsurumaru never knew what unpleasant experience he had thought of, and sneered at Daigo Kyoya, "Sometimes we are treated as aliens, so take precautions; Idiot, cheating; sometimes, arrogant, always fantasizing about something unrealistic."

Daigo Kyoya narrowed his eyes, and suddenly reached out, pinching his face, and pulling it out forcefully.But his hands were small and weak, so he didn't cause any damage at all.

But his spiritual power had already been transmitted, soothing Fu Sangshen's body and mind.

"Just such a little filth, does it make you shake?" Daigo Kyoya frowned, "Are you going to admit defeat?"

"It's just such a little filth, of course it won't affect me," Tsurumaru Kuninaga gave him a sideways look, "I won't lose."

"It's you—do you want to play the role of savior?"

"It's not acting," Daigo Kyoya withdrew his hand, put one hand on his hip, and pointed to the sky with the other, "I am the savior who saved the world!"

"...This really scared me," Tsurumaru Kuninaga stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, "You can't be described as thick-skinned anymore."

"What's wrong with a child wanting to be a savior?"

What's more, he really was the savior.

"Hey, it would be too much to stick to the character design like this!"

"Then just watch," Daigo Kyoya rested his forehead on Yamabuki Kunihiro's, "I can definitely help."

"Are you trying to purify him?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga blinked, "But, this level of corruption, we can handle it ourselves..."

However, Daigo Kyoya has already crossed that tacit boundary——

subterranean.

There was a bright light in front of him.

Numerous afterimages of Yamabagiri Kunihiro replay the past, replaying their most impressive scenes like performing a drama.All kinds of scenes are fleeting and shattered at the touch of a button.

Daigo Kyoya walked in the gap between the past and the present following that filthy breath.He fell into nothingness, and there was nothing beyond the afterimage, no color, no shape, no sound, no touch.It's not as good as the sky, it's not as good as the ground, and it has nothing to rely on.

Until a pair of hands stretched out from the darkness and took the judge into his arms.

"Ah, it's you," Kunihiro Yamabuchi's reaction seemed to be half a beat behind, and he repeated, "It's you."

In the next moment, the setting is completed, from virtual to real.Huge ginkgo trees rose all around, forming a dense forest.The golden leaves are falling down one after another, gorgeous and gorgeous, just like the materialized sunlight.

"Are you worried about me?" Yamabuchi Kunihiro didn't look like he was polluted at this time, it seemed normal. "It's okay." He patted Daigo Kyoya's head: "I'm used to it."

"That would be really great," Daigo Kyoya didn't investigate any further, "I thought it was a very serious matter to fall into the dark."

"Indeed," Yamabuchi Kunihiro's attitude was very relaxed, "It was difficult for us to fall into the realm of dark fall."

They are originally swords and inorganic substances, and their way of thinking and social structure are different from human beings.Of course, the most important thing is that their life levels are different.

"But in fact," he changed the subject, "it's not difficult to fall into the dark..." He thought for a while, and used a metaphor: "It's just like human beings commit crimes."

"Huh?" Daigo Kyoya was very surprised, "Wouldn't it be possible to take that step casually?"

"Yes," Yamabuchi Kunihiro nodded, "We didn't take that step...often because we didn't like it."

"Becoming that filthy... putrid and fragrant upside down... nasty."

The psychological self-loathing is more unbearable than the physical pain.

"But there are still occasional extremes," he sighed, "like just now."

"I have doubts about my own existence value."

After the words fell, Kunihiro Yamababa's expression became dazed, his values ​​were based on his fallen self, and his negative emotions rose.

"I am the original knife," he closed his eyes. "I've never turned anyone down...even if I wanted to."

It is precisely because of this that the initial knives have actually experienced more personnel than anyone else.

When he opened his eyes again, there was an ominous light in his pupils.

"What do you think of me?" Kunihiro Yamabashi put his hand on Daigo Kyoya's neck, "What kind of expectations do you have for me?"

He squeezed his fingers together.

"Who am I fighting against?"

"Who am I fighting for?"

Daigo Kyoya narrowed his eyes, hooked his hands, pulled down Yamaba Kiri Kunihiro's head, and kissed him on the cheek.

Following this movement, the dark light in Kunihiro Yamababa's eyes immediately disappeared and became watery.The negative emotions all over his body disappeared in an instant, and there seemed to be pink bubbles bubbling behind him.

"Really, don't scare me!" Daigo Kyoya tilted her head, "I won't be afraid of you."

Yamabasaki Kunihiro covered his face:

"... Are you really not afraid?"

"of course not."

"I... the way I fell in the dark is terrifying!"

"Ann, I'm not a simple child." Daigo Kyoya patted Yamabagiri Kunihiro on the shoulder: "I already knew what you look like, why are you hesitating?"

"Compared to Mikazuki," Yamabuchi Kunihiro put down his hand, "I'm really troublesome."

"Mikazuki is another level of trouble," Daigo Kyoya said bluntly, "I don't think he will be any better than you."

"That's it," Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro thoughtfully, "If Mikazuki and I wanted to take you away at the same time, which one would you choose?"

Daigo Kyoya thought for a while: "You."

"why?"

"Mikazuki doesn't want to take care of the children," Daigo Kyoya replied naturally, "I don't want to coax the elderly either."

Hearing this, Yamabasaki Kunihiro showed a smile.

"I see."

"...Why do I feel that you seem to be waiting for this sentence?"

The next moment, the dream collapsed.

The golden ginkgo was blown up by the wind and scattered in the air, fluttering.

In a golden whirlwind, a familiar yellow fox jumped out and rushed towards Daigo Kyoya:

"Finally found you, Master God Judge... Hey," Honosuke froze and fell straight to the ground, "I'll go, who are you!"

Daigo Kyoya pointed to himself: "Your family judge."

"Hey?!" Fox Nosuke turned pale with shock, "What did you do!"

"Well, that's a long story."

"...Suddenly I don't really want to hear this story."

"What!"

"Ahem, let's not talk... Ah——why are you still here, Master God Judge," Fox Nosuke flicked his tail, "Aren't you going to deal with the affairs of this world?"

"What's going on in this world?"

"Master God Judge! Have you forgotten?" Fox's help jumped in front of him angrily, "Dark Martial Arts Conference, Dark Martial Arts Conference!"