Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

Yato finally got a good night's sleep. As a god of misfortune who will disappear at any time, his artifact has just resigned not long ago, or in a more vivid way, he was kicked off by his artifact.Although it is a very embarrassing thing for God, but for Yato, it is just a fairly common and not surprising thing.

He opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling. He pondered for a moment, then rolled around with the quilt in his arms. The expression on his face belonged to the joy of a teenager.At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door. "If you wake up, please follow me to the dining place after washing up." The purple-haired god immediately showed a subtle and uncomfortable emotion. It was obvious that the other party only had a dilapidated small shrine before, but now he is using it for service. God has it all.It's only been one night!Yato was extremely envious in his heart. It would be impossible to say that there was no jealousy, but just like his essence, those emotions quickly disappeared.In essence, he is still the terrible, cold god of disaster.

Putting on his sportswear that didn't fit in the room, it was like a boy from the country breaking into the upper-class world, but Yato didn't care at all, and opened the door after washing, probably to take care of the habits here. In the gorgeous palace, not only the style of the Tang Dynasty, but also the traditional Japanese style, and even the western style can be seen occasionally. It is obviously a different style of decoration, but it is cleverly integrated together. If those designers see it, Absolutely will be complimented.

Wearing the same white paper with eye patterns on the face, the shikigami was wearing a shrine maiden costume, and after bowing to the God of Futsu, he led the people towards the destination.

During this period, Yato's eyes were always attracted by the things around him, whether it was the outside scenery or the interior scenery, it opened his eyes.Finally, the shikigami in front of him stopped, "This is it, so I'll take my leave first. Yato-sama." Yato-sama walked into the room. At first he thought it would be a rather formal Ohiro-ma, but it wasn't. That's what he thought.

"Huh? It's finally here?" The young god covered with a black cloth sat in front of a low table, with a circle of moon phases around the lines of his eyes, and his long black hair scattered on the tatami. It's too miserable." Yato could easily hear the sympathy and disgust from the other party's words, he rolled his eyes, and sat down at the low table prepared for him, "Got it, it's not All gods are as good as you."

It is almost the configuration of the winner in life, and it is still the top configuration, so Yato can't help but want to bite the handkerchief.Breakfast was brought in quickly, but the conversation between the two continued.The mask didn't block Ukimono's sight, he looked at Yato, as if he was confirming something carefully.Not long after, he said in a beautiful voice, a little surprised: "Huh? I didn't look carefully yesterday. You are very unusual."

The god who can kill the things that disturb the world and represent the concept of "plundering" is simply the "source" that matches the floating dream.

While eating the omelet, Yato expressed his appreciation for his gaze, "Hmph, you have a good eye." The two were like childish children, refusing to call each other out name, as if whoever called it first would admit defeat.The young man with light blond hair wasn't smiling, it was just that his makeup gave people an illusion, but there was no doubt that he was in a very good mood.

Fumeng glanced at him, "Forget it, Yato..." The young god paused, he naturally felt the incongruity in the other party, but so what?After all, it has nothing to do with him. "Today, I'm going to find the artifact."

A simple question easily caused tons of output to the purple-haired Fu Jinshen.Yato's eyes wandered for a moment, and then he heard a strange question from the unfriendly young god, "Speaking of which, why did you terminate the contract with the artifact?" The golden eyes were covered by the moon phase, as if in the dark night Among them, the truth can be seen clearly. "As far as you are concerned, you should really need the artifact." The God of Fujin in front of him has the appearance of a teenager, but compared to his fourteen or fifteen year old body, he is closer to an adult.The opponent is the God of Fujin and the God of War, which means that he needs weapons.

"hand......"

"Hand?" Fumeng repeated, but the other party's voice was so low that he could barely hear a single word.Where he couldn't see, Yato shed countless cold sweats.Finally, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and said loudly, "Sweaty hands!"

After shouting, the room was quiet, even the sound of tableware touching and chewing food disappeared.Yato lay down on the table in despair, "It's not what I thought about sweaty hands?! Damn it!" The atmosphere was still silent, and Yato couldn't stand it, he raised his head, "Hey, what kind of reaction did you have?"

The black-haired god gracefully picked up the handkerchief next to him, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then put his hands on his knees. The black cloth did not reveal any emotion, and a very flat voice came from below, "Ah, so Ah." After waiting for a long time, Yedou found that the other party had only one sentence. He sat up suddenly, and just about to speak, he heard the other party's voice like the cold moon frost, "If this is the case, then quickly find someone You won't dislike your sweaty artifact." After saying this, before Yato had finished eating, he kicked the other party out of his barrier.

"Hey! Wait! Floating Dream!!" Yato's eyes widened, and he jumped angrily, "I haven't eaten the last omelet yet!!" The response was silence.

After confirming that he had no possibility of going back for the time being, Yato could only sigh and worry about his livelihood again.

Fumeng, who kicked him out, put down the bowl in his hand, "That guy can cut off the relationship, how about it?" He was discussing with the drug seller, after all, he had promised him that he would definitely solve this problem.No, the one who can cut it off is here.Unexpectedly, the young man shook his head, and said softly: "No, no need." The drug seller was not dissatisfied at all, rather, he felt that the two of them are so good now.It is surprisingly reassuring to be able to feel the emotions coming from the other party.

After confirming that the other party really thinks this is good, Fumeng sighed speechlessly, "Strange guy." Regarding this, the drug seller smiled and said nothing.

After losing Yato, it became much quieter. After a leisurely breakfast, the alluring young man suddenly asked, "Come and comb your hair", such a request.The boy's hair is very long, black like a crow's feather, but it looks like silk from a distance, and it feels the same to the touch.The young god sitting in front of the mirror, with his lips pursed under the cloth, looked serious.The young man with a coquettish face is performing the duties of shikigami. He holds the long hair in one hand and a wooden comb in the other, and combs it bit by bit, from top to bottom, for the young man.

Soon, the restraint of the floating dream disappeared, like a black cat whose fur has been brushed, relaxed its body and limbs, yawned lazily, and flicked its tail.The emotion from that passage was like the comfort of being soaked in warm water, and the medicine seller couldn't help but curl his lips.The two of them ignored being kicked out together, and they didn't know what kind of disaster they were having now.

Fu Jinshen, who was struggling to find a job far away, sneezed loudly, "Ah!" He rubbed his nose, put his hands in the pockets of his sportswear, and muttered softly, "Next time, next time we must resist -Suggestion, at least let me finish my meal before throwing me out." Yato sighed, looking around with his sky blue pupils, as if he was looking for something.

In fact, he is looking for the souls of dead humans, and now he is in urgent need of a weapon at hand.After searching for an unknown amount of time, he had to groan in pain. The current situation probably means that he can't find a suitable weapon for the time being, which also means that his combat effectiveness has been greatly weakened.There was less work to do, Yato rubbed the back of his head, and accepted this fact helplessly.

People on the road are in a hurry, and Yato seems to be mixed in, but only he knows that he is out of tune with this side.Speaking of which, he suddenly thought that when he met Fu Meng and the drug seller that day, they seemed to be deliberately weakening his sense of existence.The purple-haired boy tilted his head, "Strange..." But soon his attention was attracted by the job advertisement pasted on the side of the road.

Yato, who was ignored 13 times, walked out of the convenience store disheartened. Facts have proved that even gods cannot do whatever they want in the highly competitive human workplace.

Yato squatted in front of the convenience store, even if he did so, he would be ignored and would not be reprimanded at all, but he would rather be found out. "I really want to eat fried shrimp." He looked up at the slowly rising moon, and after enjoying the preferential treatment for one day, he was kicked back to his real life.Yato sighed, stood up, and found an unoccupied shrine to live in today. Just as he was about to leave, something suddenly ran out of the alley next to him.

"You must be Yato." Unseen by human beings, the huge fox-like wolf-like creature spoke out, its blue eyes were like the blue phosphorus fire of burning bones in the wilderness.

Yato looked at the other party vigilantly, "You are?"

"We are His Majesty's shikigami, and the little snake is still helping His Majesty clean up the garbage in other places. You can call me Lin, knowing that you are short of weapons, Your Majesty asked me to bring it to you." The giant beast looked The thing that is carried on the back is a Taidao.Yato took it over and pulled the knife out of the scabbard. Under the moonlight, there was a cold white light.The giant beast with black fur and golden patterns wagged its tail, "Your Majesty said you are better at using this, so use it well, kid." After saying this, Phosphorus hid in the darkness and disappeared. In front of Jinshen.

Yato looked at the knife in his hand, and then at the moon in the night sky, exuding a cold brilliance.He played a knife game and put the knife back into the scabbard.There is a handy weapon.

the other side.

Eight moon phases appear together in the night sky, and the water below reflects the scene above.

The giant black beast stepped on the water, and there were circles of ripples under its feet.The blue pupils were full of gods sitting on the water in front of them, and a deep voice came from his throat, "As you ordered, I have given it to him."

The black-haired god in black slowly opened his eyes, "Really, I hope he can live longer."

[Don't die, god of misfortune.

死なないでください.Disaster い Jin God. 】

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Yato: Fumeng, you really are a good person!

Mr.: Don't die.