Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

The young man's heart trembled slightly, and he remembered something that Raikou's mother had told him: "The goddess Marichi has two forms, one is the compassionate form of the goddess of good fortune, and the other is the angry form of the goddess of darkness. The deification ceremony of the Zunxing Sect should involve two people."

Zun Xing Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised: "I didn't expect you could investigate to this extent."

Then she slowly bent down, pulled open her non-existent gauze skirt, and said with a smile: "Hello, Master Hikigaya, I am the current King of the Stars, and also the Son of God who inherited the Dark Sky Maiden's aspect."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hachiman wanted to take action, but Tianxuan suddenly threw an object. He subconsciously hugged Saki and retreated. A strong light flashed, and the mute woman had already left with "Yukino".

"At least let me know your name?" Hachiman shouted.

King Zunxing laughed very wantonly: "My name is Yangyan, Yukinoshita Yangyan, remember it well."

Yangyan, the ignorant and fickle one, is sometimes used to describe mirages. It is also written as "蜉蝣" and "蜻蜓", which is a metaphor for something that is elusive and fleeting.

Chapter 44: A Poor Leaning Teaching

The woman who called herself "Yukinoshita Kagerou" was carried away by the mute woman, and the identity of the current King of the Stars was finally revealed, which made Hachiman stunned for a moment.

"Hachi...Hachi...Hachiman-kun." Saki, who was lying in his arms, was finally able to speak. Although she was anesthetized by Yukinoshita Kagero, she was not hurt, as if everything was just a prank, but this prank freed Saki from her hesitation.

Hachiman stroked her hair gently, "I'm sorry, I miscalculated."

He thought that the Zunxing Sect would not know about his relationship with Shaxi, so he only sent two guards to wait in secret. He did not expect that the other party was very aware of his decadent relationships between men and women.

Shahi looked up at his chiseled face and thought he was so handsome.

So there is really no logic to the saying that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.

"Hachiman-kun," she called out again.

"Aren't you calling me 'Hikigaya-kun' anymore?" Hachiman clearly remembered that when they met again, her address to him was very unfamiliar.

Saki couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, what a stingy guy, but then Hachiman gently stroked her chin with such tenderness, and the slightly stubbled chin touched her heart little by little.

"I'm so glad that you're safe and sound." The young man felt fear and relief from the bottom of his heart.

This made Saki chuckle: "Fool, don't think I'm a porcelain doll. If that person didn't look exactly like Yukino, I wouldn't have been caught so easily. I told you, I'm not some rich lady, and I'm not that delicate."

In the end, I couldn't help feeling jealous.

Hachiman rolled his eyes and said, "Your man is a person who stands at the forefront of the times. What's so rare about a rich lady?"

"I don't really care about a rich lady, but someone really treasures her." Seeing the young man avoiding the question, Shaxi got a little angry.

"Yes, yes, look at these long legs, they are so precious." Hachiman clamped her legs with his legs and said with a smile.

Shaxi wanted to be angry, but also helplessly discouraged. He was just that kind of person, and the person she loved was just that kind of person. What else could she do?

She lowered her head and said, "If there really is such a day, not a joke like today, but you have to choose between me and Yukinoshita, what would you choose?"

Perhaps, every woman cannot escape asking questions that make her hate herself.

Hachiman kissed her forehead gently: "I will save her..."

Hearing the answer, Shaxi suddenly looked up, her eyes hazy. It was an expected answer, but Ke's heart still felt as if it was being cut by a knife.

"And die with you."

Gently, on her lips, like a dragonfly touching the water.

This time the young man was not joking at all. Even though he had a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders, there would really be a day...

He will follow his heart, save her, and die with you.

Saki couldn't help laughing, tears streaming down her face, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she could only punch Hachiman's chest with her little fists.

"What kind of answer is this? Too cunning. Flirtatious, philandering, a bad man."

"If a man is not a bad guy, even a former bad girl won't love him." The young man said with a grin.

Saki slowly left his side and held his hand. "Actually, I've already made up my mind. I won't go back to Chiba. I'll stay in Tokyo and continue my career. I'll be your wife for as long as you're in Tokyo. If Yukinoshita-san really comes to visit one day, you should stay away from her and let me deal with her. I'll let her beat me up. Anyway, she can't really beat me to death."

Rather, maybe if she was really beaten up by Yukino, she would feel less guilty.

But no matter what, she couldn't leave again.

Five years ago, she took the initiative to leave once, and that one time was enough to make her regret it for the rest of her life.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me." Hachiman stroked her hair and comforted her.

"Well, it's all yours." Shaxi said softly.

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Yukinoshita Kagero slowly took off her daily clothes, revealing a pair of washed jeans that set off her beautiful legs, and then put on a luxurious black robe with gold thread. The gold thread on the robe was embroidered with intricate and complex patterns like the murals on the wall. A three-eyed, six-armed Bodhisattva was riding on a wild boar, holding the Bodhi tree, lasso and bowstring in his left hand, and a vajra, needle, arrow and vajra axe in his right hand. This was the angry form of Marici. His three thousand black hair was tied up with a hairband, and a strand of black hair hung in front of his chest.

She looked at the Imperial Palace from afar, which was ablaze with fire and blood. The foreplay that eased the atmosphere was over, and the real show was about to begin.

Tianxuan walked along the corridor of Kitanomaru Park with the woman in the image of the Dark Goddess. Although the flames in the distance illuminated half the sky, the Chidori Abyss where she was at this moment was still movingly lonely.

Tianxuan took out his cell phone, typed on it with some difficulty, then used the voice function, and the magical voice of Google Girl came out of the phone.

"Master Yangyan, are you in a good mood?"

"Well, it's really good. After all, I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and..."

On her pretty face, which looked exactly like Yukino's, there was a slightly obsessed smile, which was quite awkward.

"Did you see it just now? Master Hikigaya was so, so handsome. It was totally beyond my expectation. I didn't expect that he could use such an unconventional method to break the situation. And he kissed me, kissed me, hehe, I decided not to brush my teeth this week."

Just like a little fan girl chasing a star.

"You can't not brush your teeth." Tianxuan continued to invite Google's mother to feed him a bag of salt.

"Hahahaha, don't worry about the details." Yang Yan laughed heartily.

"Lord Yangyan, have you got the answer you wanted?" Tianxuan continued to ask. He put so much thought into it and risked being caught just to put on such a show.

"Yeah, I got it. He really didn't let me down. If he chooses to save me or Kawasaki, then the fake bomb will no longer be a fake bomb."

The woman said calmly, throwing what looked like a remote control from her pocket into the water.

Seeing Tianxuan was silent, Yangyan suddenly asked: "Tianxuan, don't you like him?"

"I don't like it." The mute woman said bluntly.

"Hey, why? You're so manly, huhu." Yang Yan said with a little emotion. Tian Xuan was actually not in sync with him.

"He...is not a good match, and I hate frivolous men." Tianxuan continued to use his mobile phone to make Google Girl's voice in distress, but the heroic shadow guard, half-bent over, struggling to deal with unfamiliar electronic products, looked really funny.

This was also an order from the master that was deliberately made difficult for her, which made the quiet woman very troubled.

As a result, Yukinoshita Kagerou held Tianxuan's cheek and said with a straight face: "That won't work. You have to like him. I like him so much. Tianxuan, you have to keep pace with me. Don't worry, I will tell you the advantages of Hikigaya-sama one by one."

The mute woman was worried about her master's task and typed on her phone: "This is too difficult for me."

Slowly, there was movement not far away. Yukinoshita Kagerou finally stopped teasing her guards. She stood where she was. Tianxuan returned to her insignificant appearance and stood beside King Zunxing.

In front of her, countless believers in uniform black robes were prostrating themselves in front of her, as if they were at two extremes compared to the believers in white robes.

"Lord Yangyan, preparations for the attack are ready." The old man in the front said in a soft voice.

Yukinoshita Kagerou no longer had the fanatical expression of that little fangirl. Instead, she had lightly drawn eyebrows and no makeup on her face, as if she were a goddess who had detached from this world. Many of the black-robed believers showed intoxicated expressions.

"Then let's get started, dear children, and begin tonight's action. We must wipe out... the heretics of the Zunxing Cult!"

"Yes, Lord Kagero!"

Let's start, this time, it's the script she directed.

Chapter 45: Demons and scoundrels appear one after another

The flames burning everywhere made explosion sounds from time to time, and fierce flames also rose around the Imperial Household Agency Hospital.

Hayama and Teppei Omura were exchanging fire with the Sonsei believers at the hospital gate. Although the other side had fewer people, they were all armed with guns.

"I never thought that a guy like me who just dawdles around in the non-professional group would one day fight with others to save the Crown Prince of this country."

Teppei Omura is still in the mood to make jokes. He is so heartless.

Ye Shan rushed out of the bunker, and the P320 continued to emit fireworks. The two believers at the door fell down.

Omura Teppei whistled. "Come to think of it, you're really working hard. You just deal with the orders of the high-ranking congressman casually. I don't think there can be any deep friendship between two peers who are equally outstanding. And don't think I can't see that you are also very arrogant."

Because of their close relationship, Teppei Omura seemed to have a lot of opinions about Hachiman, who had been instructing Hayama. He tried to show his power when they first met and shook hands, but he didn't expect that the other party, who looked ordinary, was just as explosive as him.

Just as Ye Shan was about to say something, Omura Teppei's face suddenly changed color: "Be careful."

Then he flew over and pounced on Ye Shan, knocking him to the ground. Before Ye Shan could react, he heard the sound of a shotgun.

Without even turning his head, Ye Shan raised his gun and fired a few shots at the place where the gunshot came from. He heard a muffled groan and the enemy fell down.

There was a hint of surprise in Omura Teppei's eyes. Generally speaking, professional police officers basically do not go out on field missions nor participate in such dangerous on-site operations. After all, they can be promoted based on seniority. However, Ye Shan is an exception. Although it obviously does not add any points to his future, he works hard to train himself, as if he wants to escape from some regret.

Ye Shan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said gratefully: "I owe you my life, senior."

If it wasn't for Teppei Omura who risked his life to throw him to the ground, it would be Hayama himself who was lying there now.

"You'd better remember this well." Omura Cheping said nonchalantly, stood up and stretched out his hand.

Ye Shan held his hand and stood up with the help. Thinking of the question from his senior just now, he paused and said, "Actually, I hate Hikigaya-kun. I don't even want to see him for a moment unless it's necessary."

He often couldn't help but wonder, if he had been the one who fired the shot, would Miss Yang Nai have looked at him more.

It's not like he doesn't know who Miss Yang Nai has been with in recent years.

If he had fired the gun at that time, then the place where Hikigaya Hachiman is standing now would have been his?

In the past, he could keep it in his heart, until that day, when Mrs. Yukinoshita wanted to arrange a blind date for him.

This kind of regret is as painful as the scorching sun.

Omura Cheping was stunned after hearing this, then he touched his head and said, "If that's the case, why do you obey his orders so much?"

Ye Shan smiled, didn't answer, and rushed in directly.

"Hey, hey, stop keeping us in suspense." Omura Cheping shouted and followed.

This group of lunatics had already set the first floor on fire, and the bodies of palace police, doctors, and believers were constantly lying on the road.

Yeshan and his companions braved the thick smoke and arrived at the Kiku-no-Room on the third floor of the affiliated hospital according to the information given by Hachiman. This was the ward where the Crown Prince was staying.

It is called a ward, but with an area of ​​over 100 square meters it is almost the same as an apartment.

When Ye Shan rushed in, he saw a giant man holding a sharp sword, about to chop at the Crown Prince who was sleeping on the bed.

bang...

Ye Shan fired without hesitation, but Yasui Kotetsu reacted quickly and changed his body shape in an instant and hid beside the bed.

"Haha, you cops didn't go to the Capitol to put out the fire but came here? Was that guy's arrangement? But, the saints blessed by the starlight are fearless."

Yasui Totsu stood up suddenly. The giant man with one ear missing looked a little funny, but he was not afraid of the gun in Ye Shan's hand at all. He looked like a ferocious tiger and was indeed very threatening.

Ye Shan was just stunned for a moment, and suddenly gunshots rang out in the room.

“Ah…Ah…”

Ye Shan looked at his bloody abdomen, which was blooming bright red.

Ye Shan looked behind him in disbelief at the muzzle of the gun that was still emitting smoke.

"senior......"

Omura Teppei, holding a gun, had a complicated look in his eyes, his face twisted in pain: "Didn't I tell you, Hayama, just deal with the congressman's orders casually, otherwise... I will have to kill you."

Bang...an explosion sounded.

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At Fukiage Palace, the Emperor and Empress, as well as several palace police officers, had retreated to the last room. However, this spacious Japanese-style tatami room had no defense at all. It would be more accurate to say that no one had expected that there would be thieves so cruel as to attack the Imperial Palace.

There was a raging fire outside, making the fear on everyone's face red.

Thieves in white robes kept breaking in, and palace police kept falling down. It seemed that the thieves had received some orders and for a while they did not attack the Emperor and Empress. However, even so, the country's nominal supreme ruler still despaired.

The thieves laughed loudly: "The descendants of Tian Zhiyu are nothing but mortal waste. The three sacred artifacts are just scraps of copper and iron. You descendants of false gods are still deceiving the people. Only starlight is the only way to save the world."

Then, the big man in the lead threw something in front of them. The three sacred artifacts of the past, the sword of Ame-no-Kanadu, the eight-foot magatama and the eight-foot mirror, were twisted, broken and shattered. Just as he said, the so-called sacred artifacts had turned into scrap metal.

His Majesty the Emperor was so angry that he seemed to be having an asthma attack.

"Hey, old man, don't die. Boss Anjing wants to invite you to be his guest."

But before he could finish his words, the man suddenly let out a scream, a silver light flashed, and the right wrist that had been holding the pistol so arrogantly just now was chopped off, and bright red blood splattered on the faces of the Emperor and his wife.

The next moment, the man who was still screaming lost his head and rolled on the ground.

A woman with long eyebrows and black tights appeared out of nowhere, holding a heavy steel razor in her hand. She looked down at the thief whose head she had chopped off with gentle eyes and a faint smile.