The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

When Komachi said this, Takeya's heart inexplicably filled with respect for the young girl Enma-sama, and then he seemed to ask casually:

"By the way, you just said that the basis for judging a person's crime is also the benchmark of life?"

"No, it's not."

Komachi shook his head and said:

"Master Four Seasons has his own standard for judging the good and evil of things. If it is completely different from human standards, he will also have a different view on the severity of the crimes they committed during their lifetime."

"Well, how about that in a nutshell?"

"To put it simply, Lord Four Seasons has the final say on the verdict. Lord Four Seasons will infer it. Lord Four Seasons will make a judgment. Lord Four Seasons will decide the final ownership of the deceased. Everything is decided by Lord Four Seasons. White is white, black is black. Black, not allowed to escape, not allowed to resist."

"..."

Isn't that just a tyrant's policy to act randomly according to his own willfulness!Return my respect to my little girl Jizo!

Although he was complaining crazily in his heart, Wu Ye remained expressionless and calm on the surface.

"In that case, what if you make a mistake?"

"Misjudgment does not exist."

Shiki Eihime's most loyal dog leg, uh, is the subordinate Shinigami, Komachi completely denied Takeya's statement:

"Master Siji will never misjudge."

"What if? Don't tell me it's been a long time. Although she is a young girl, she should be quite old. She is the chief referee."

"Well……"

Saying this made Komachi a little bit unable to refute immediately, even though she really wanted to answer "no" right away, in fact, an exception had already appeared in her mind.

"Misjudgment, it's not that there are no, but it can't be counted as there."

"...What does this mean?"

"Since I became the god of death, Lord Four Seasons has never misjudged, but before that..."

"Go on."

Komachi, who was hesitant to speak, opened his mouth under Takeya's repeated urging:

"Master Siji has served as the chief judge of hell since a long time ago. She also told me about this. A long time ago, she issued a judgment and threw a pure white soul into the deepest part of hell."

"Pure white...does it mean innocent?"

"Who knows."

Tan Tanshou said that he didn't know, and Komachi's eyes gradually drifted away:

"It was a long time ago, and no one can tell the specific situation. Besides, I was not a god of death at that time. No, I don't know whether I was born or not at that time..."

"Ok."

Wu also ended the topic casually. It was just a casual question, and he didn't think much about it. After all, it has nothing to do with him if he thinks about it... Even if there is, it will be decades later.

Everything on the river was still shrouded in mist, but Wu Ye could already vaguely see the outline of the shore ahead, but just before reaching the other shore, the boat stopped suddenly.

Takeya raised his head suspiciously, and found that it was Komachi who lowered the oars on his own initiative.

"Komachi?"

"Speaking of which, I almost forgot about it."

"Ok?"

Puzzled, Takeya frowned and looked at Komachi's hands on her chest... Hey!What are you guys doing!

I saw Komachi pulled out something wrapped in dark cloth from his chest in a very indecent, or rather bad posture.

"Give you."

"Eh?"

Before Komachi's thought-provoking action hadn't caught his breath, Takeya subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the thing Komachi threw.

"what is this?"

"do not know."

Komachi shook his head seriously, and then explained:

"Master Shiji gave it to me before, saying that he asked me to give it to a person who is 'not dead, but not alive'. This is the current Takeya, right?"

"Uh……"

Wu Ye was a little dumbfounded. Indeed, he who came to the other side because of a strange revolving door, can't be counted as dead, but he can't be said to be alive either.

So under Komachi's tacit gaze, Takeya removed the outer layer of dark cloth, and saw a delicate spoon lying quietly in it.

Chapter 21 Water can carry a boat and can also row a rowing boat

"what is this?"

Wu Ye is not so blind that he can't even recognize the guy who is eating. No matter how delicate it is, the soup spoon is still a soup spoon. He used this kind of thing when eating curry a few days ago. Admittedly.

But now, what happened when Komachi handed him a spoon?Invite him to dinner?