Era of Breakdown

　　 "Hae!"

　　 Dasuke, who has always been talkative, opened his mouth, stretched out his hand to reach Yaeji's shoulders, and just halfway through his arms, Dasuke looked hesitant again, neither stretching nor not stretching.

　　 "What's the matter?" Yae glanced suspiciously at Dasuke. Dasuke was two years older than him and taller than him. From the angle of his standing, he needed to hold his head up to look at Dasuke.

　　 Dasuke looked away with a guilty conscience, "No...nothing."

　　 Yaeji was even more puzzled. When he ran back to the village from the back mountain yesterday, he saw Dasuke sitting alone on the bank of the river, as if something was on his mind. At that time, because of the monsters, he ignored it either.

　　 Until this evening, Daisuke went to the main shrine hall alone to pray to the fox god... and then came to him again.

　　What does Dasuke want to do?

　　八重霁 is puzzled.

　　 "Brother, the linen you want."

　　 Yae Ji took the item from Yae Sakura and looked at the wound on Daisuke’s forehead, which was quite a headache.

　　 Daesuke’s forehead was red and swollen, and some areas had begun to turn purple. There was a small or small wound in the area where the bulge was the largest, and blood stains flowed down the center of the eyebrows.

　　 Yaeji grew up, this is the first time I have seen someone so devout to gods.

　　 "He doesn't have any problems in his mind, right?" Yae Ji thought to himself, but said in his mouth: "You wait here for a while."

　　 Taisuke sat down on his knees honestly, his eyes falling from Yaeji to the floor.

　　Rin and Ying, the two cute little loli, used their eyes to communicate with each other there, for the two of them, the whole thing revealed strangeness everywhere.

　　 Yaeji found the well-preserved herbs from the warehouse, and carefully scooped up a small bowl of water.

　　 go back to the house.

"look up."

　　 Daisuke listened to Xun Yaeji's command honestly, and under the dim candle light, Yaeji's delicate face was printed in Dasuke's eyes, not to mention that the pair of monster eyes were even more heart-warming.

　　 Daisuke's long dark face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head embarrassedly.

　　 "Don't move!" Yaeji, who was helping Dasuke deal with the wound, frowned, and forcibly broke Dasuke's head.

　　 Compared to the faint scent of cherry blossoms from the Yaeji body, the pain on the forehead is not worth mentioning. Dasuke's eyes didn't know where to put them. For a while, he squinted to the left, closed his eyes, and then squinted to the right again. The whole person was rather at a loss.

　　 Yae Rin, who was sitting in the shop, motioned to his sister with his eyes, "Dasuke him... the look in his brother's eyes is so strange."

　　 Yaezakura stared at the two of them, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

　　 After a long while, he glanced at Yae Rin and whispered: "Brother is the **** of Yae Shrine in the future, it is impossible."

　　 Yae Sakura's sentence, I don't know whether it is comforting Rin or comforting herself.

　　 After another meeting, Yae Ji, who has not dealt with the wound very much, has finally completed his masterpiece.

　　 The slender linen wrapped twice tied a bow in front of Daisuke's head.

　　 Yaeji stepped back two steps, holding his chest with one hand, rubbing his smooth chin with the other, seeming to admire his masterpiece.

　　 But Dasuke dared not open his eyes until the oppressive feeling left.

　　 He obviously has a beloved one. The faint fragrance of cherry blossoms on Yaeji just now, coupled with the kid's enchanting appearance, hadn't let him hold the gun if it weren't for forehead pain and important things in his heart!

　　 There was a cold sweat behind Dasuke, who belonged to the same village. It was not that he had never played with Yaeji before. He and many of his friends have also doubted Yae Ji's gender, after all, he has two younger sisters! And he looks so much like his sister...

　　 There have been rumors in the village that the Yae generation are all girls. Because of the importance of the position of the god, it is necessary to make the so-called "elder daughter" become "eldest son."

　　 Of course, this kind of thing is just a rumor. Except for her appearance, Yaeji was no different from a boy in other respects. At a young age, he followed the patrol to kill fierce beasts!

　　 This, even a man who claims to be an indomitable man could not do it.

　　 Dasuke saw that Yaeji was packing things, all the distracting thoughts in his mind were all thrown away, and he knocked directly on the floor!

　　 "Boom!—"

　　 Yae Ji's eyelids jumped at the sound.

　　 "Yae! Please save Ryo!"

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 Yaeji held the head that was about to be buckled on the floor for the second time with one hand. He just helped the other party to bandage it. This time, I am afraid that there will be blood spilling out again.

　　 "Speak well, don't do this, you should give this kind of gift to the Lord God."

　　 Taisuke sat up straight, and blood was spilling out from the place where the linen cloth was tied into a bow.

Dasuke's face was bitter, like a wounded little beast. He lowered his head again, his whole body crawling on the ground, and humbled his request: "Please save Rong. She... she was chosen by the sacrifice. Girl!"

　　 "Cool?" In his memory, Yaeji found the girl who was about the same age as him. Her appearance was only average, with a lot of pockmarks on her small face, but she smiled cutely.

　　In my memory...The girl named Ryo often pulls and pulls with Dasuke. For this, Dasuke has been teased by her friends.

"Ryo and I had decided to marry me, and we said we would get married in half a year, but... But the village chose her to be the sacrifice of this sacrifice..." Dasuke said more quickly The faster I came, the description became more and more chaotic. Except at the beginning, the whole story was complaining of my incompetent and cold parents.

"Yae...Yae! As the son of the **** master, the next master god, as long as you are willing to stand up and speak, they...they will definitely consider it again! "

　　 Yaeji's little face is also full of embarrassment. Although he is the next eighth **** master, he is good, but now he is a little kid, no one listens to him at all! People in the village are also quite polite to him. If it comes to major issues related to sacrifices, he will not be able to provide any help at all.

　　 Not far away, the two shocked little faces of Sakura and Rin were still slightly flushed. As soon as the two of them heard about the topic of marriage, they jumped to the issue of offering sacrifices... Sakura moved. She knew what was difficult for her brother, and her little head was thinking about how to relieve her brother.

"Sorry, the sacrifice will be the day after tomorrow, and on the issue of sacrifices, even the father of the villagers cannot influence the decision of the villagers in Yae Village. I will take you to see my father at most. Tomorrow is the day before the sacrifice. Many elders in the village have discussed whether it can be achieved or not, it's up to you."

After 　　 had a great hearing aid, the whole person kneeling on the ground trembled and said with a trembling voice:

　　 "Thank you Sir!"

　　......

After 　　Dasuke left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became quite dull. Rin lay down in the shop, closed his eyes, pretending to look like ‘I’m asleep’.

　　 "Brother." Yae Sakura, wearing a small witch costume, came to Yaeji, "Can Daisuke succeed?"

　　 "Almost impossible."

"That......"

　　 "What do you think of when you are young?" Yaeji suddenly got up, followed the example of his father, stretched out his sinful palm, and rubbed it back and forth on Sakura's head.

　　 "Tomorrow morning I will teach you [Luoyingzhan]!"

　　 A look of surprise flashed across Yae Sakura’s small face, and then excitedly said: "A word is for sure!"