People in hell, boss four seasons

"As expected of Komachi-san?"

After getting along for so many years, Wen Yao can be considered to have seen through Komachi's temper. When he was reprimanded by Master Siji, he looked aggrieved and pitiful. After a few days of seriousness, he changed back to his old look. Thousands of words finally merged into one sentence, "" Accept it humbly and never correct it.”

Master Siji is also aware of Komachi's temperament, so he basically maintains a three-day training session and a five-day training session. Before he came, this pair of cute Enma and Shinigami had always maintained such a frequency.

"Hey, don't say that, Miss Komachi, I was also a Shinigami who worked hard back then, and was selected as a model worker in Shinigami, but after doing this kind of thing for a long time, it's easy to lose enthusiasm, and I can barely get by like a salted fish."

Komachi patted Wen Yao's shoulder heavily.

"Actually, compared to myself, I hope that Master Four Seasons can also relax. Ever since she stepped down from the front line of expanding the order of the Hall of Right and Wrong, she has rarely had a rest... Actually, she has already reached the qualifications to apply for retirement. There is no one like Master Four Seasons who is as conscientious as Yan Mo..."

Yan Mo and Shinigami will naturally not work forever, so following the template of the human world, the Right and Wrong Hall also proposed a retirement system for Yan Mo and Shinigami. Some Yan Mo and Shinigami who have accumulated enough qualifications or made sufficient contributions can enjoy vacations for decades to thousands of years according to the regulations.

"According to the calculation of the credit at that time, it is enough for Master Siji to rest for thousands of years!"

This is perhaps the main reason why Komachi's frequent fishing and paddling can be tolerated by the four seasons. The contribution of Onozuka Komachi, who has been around the four seasons since the beginning, will definitely not be low. Komachi's current working status is not so much serious. Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as semi-retired.

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While chatting with Komachi, today's last batch of undead was released from the door of the right and wrong hall, led by another god of death under Yan Mo's command. These undead who have been tried and innocent will go to the underworld along the road Wen Yao just walked, and will be handed over to Yuyuko of Xixing Temple.

The next right and wrong hall will enter a short break, and the ship valve of the god of death will not start to operate again until the shift Yan Mo is in place.

It's exactly midnight in Gensokyo, when the four seasons wrap up their work.

"Well, Miss Komachi can go back first, I'm going to find Master Siji."

The fried shrimp specially reserved for Master Siji is still warm, which is the result of Wen Yao using his ability to keep warm.

Only hot fried shrimp can taste the high-quality fluffy texture, and fried shrimp that becomes cold and hard is a defective product that has lost its soul.

Hell does not have the concept of night and day, so here is the time in Gensokyo.

Because of Gilgamesh, Wen Yao was able to take care of Lord Siji personally, and even spread the bed on the floor of Siji's room. It's not that there are no vacant rooms in the right and wrong hall, but Wen Yao said so, and Siji agreed.

Only at this time, the appearance of Gilgamesh will briefly appear in Wen Yao's mind.

Draw the curtains on the windows to block the sight of the outside world. The originally bright room suddenly becomes gloomy. From outside the door, you can occasionally hear the patrolling god of death.

"It turns out that Master Siji prefers to tell stories in such an atmosphere?"

Looking at the lovely Yan Mo's expression of stuffing fried shrimps into his mouth, it's hard to imagine that the stern and selfless Lord Siji would look like this in front of Wen Yao in private when he was earnestly and conscientiously adjudicating at work.

"It's not...it's just because the story you just told is more appropriate..."

If Master Siji's bulging cheeks were not telling some obvious facts, Wen Yao would even think that fried shrimp is completely unattractive to Master Siji.

At this moment, while tasting the fried shrimp brought back by Wen Yao, Four Seasons is still making the last resistance, until the "night" scene can't hide the greasy mouth, Four Seasons simply gave up the resistance and put on a rogue appearance.

"Master Siji, be obedient, I'm already very tired today."

Whether it's the troubles at the Hakurei Shrine, or dealing with Yakumo Zi and Hecateia's problems, Wen Yao's workload today has obviously exceeded the workload of ordinary Shinigami. Properly reducing the time of the story and allowing more time to rest is a very suitable choice for Wen Yao.

However, Master Siji obviously didn't think so.

"Master Siji is no longer a child, remember to rest early."

Yan Mo rarely has a chance to rest, so he should cherish it even more.

Turn off the lights in the room, and the room is completely plunged into darkness. In the quiet room, even the breathing and heartbeat of each other can be clearly distinguished.

While Wen Yao was meditating, there was a commotion from Master Siji's bed, which made Wen Yao, who was already restless, even more confused. While Wen Yao was wondering, a corner of the quilt beside him was lifted, and a warm body slipped into Wen Yao's arms.

"Four Seasons... my lord?"

Wen Yao, who was completely out of the situation, couldn't help being dazed.

Feeling the trembling body of the four seasons, an unspeakable excitement arose in the body uncontrollably.

The lights in the house were turned on again, and Wen Yao saw a slightly flustered face, with fear written all over his pale face, murmuring something Wen Yao couldn't understand.

"Yes... yes... I am Wen Yao, I have always been here... Lord Siji, don't be afraid..."

At this moment, Wen Yao suddenly remembered what Komachi had said to him.

Chapter 35 Good Night (2)

As Yan Mo, Siji Yingji's professional career is not long. Compared with those guys who were born as Yan Mo, Siji Yingji's experience is relatively more bumpy.

That was when Gensokyo had not yet abandoned the old hell, and when the Right and Wrong Hall had just been established, in response to the call of hell at that time, Jizo from all over the country jointly signed a letter to share the work of Master Yan Mo, and after that, Siji Yingji's Yan Mo career just began.

At that time, most of the joint Jizos stayed in the Right and Wrong Hall to share the work of Yan Mo. Only a few exceptions could change from Jizo to Yan Mo. This was an opportunity that made countless Jizos jealous.

If the Ksitigarbhas in Yingzhou are regarded as the city gods of China, Yan Mo is similar to a judge. However, the relationship between Ksitigarbha and Yan Mo cannot be completely compared with the hell mechanism of the neighboring Huaguo.

Yan Mo's relationship with Ksitigarbha not only lies in the level of position and status, but also seems to have completed the evolution between races.

Through the approval of the will of hell, the suitable Ksitigarbha was promoted to become Yan Mo to make up for the lack of quantity, so as to ensure the normal internal and external operation of the Hall of Right and Wrong. The goddess Hecatia, who has been watching the vicissitudes of hell, is disappointed.

According to her own ideas, Siji Yingji quickly mastered some of the power of the rules after transforming into Yan Mo, and her ability to deal with crimes and evil deeds made her a very dazzling star in the battlefield of expanding order...

"At that time, Master Siji was not what he looks like now..."

Komachi rarely talked about his past with Shiki-sama.

"It was at that time that I started to follow Lord Four Seasons. Even after becoming Yan Mo, Lord Four Seasons still upholds the Buddha's heart and charity that he once was a Ksitigarbha, even when facing those disgusting filth and demons on the battlefield , Master Siji's attitude has never wavered."

It's rare to see Komachi being so serious, which is obviously very different from the idle Komachi in Wen Yao's eyes on weekdays.

"However, even now, Lord Four Seasons is still a Yan Mo who looks tough on the surface, but is actually soft in his heart. In fact, there is no need for Lord Four Seasons to spend too much time admonishing those undead whose crimes are shallow and barely pass the trial. of……"

Yan Mo's preaching can purify the filth and impurities in the soul, which is why Master Siji spends more time on the trial than other Yan Mo. If it is only for preaching, Siji really does not need to add trouble to his work. It is only because of the empathy of the former Jizo that he cannot ignore the sins of the undead, so he deliberately increases the time for preaching.

"Well, it's actually a completely thankless job, and some undead with bad attitudes will get annoyed by it, and even speak out against Master Siji, which is sometimes quite chilling... However, after little brother Wen came, Siji-sama is obviously much more cheerful, I don’t think it’s impossible to return to the way it was before if things go on like this! I’m very optimistic about you!”

It seemed that the reaction just now was just Wen Yao's illusion, and Komachi quickly returned to his usual "salted fish" appearance, but what she said just now was firmly remembered by Wen Yao.

……

"that's it?"

Four Seasons has woken up from the previous nightmare, and for the body curled up in Wen Yao's arms, Four Seasons shouldn't make too much movement. After all, he took the initiative to get into the bed just now, although he can use his unconsciousness to perfuse it, but this will make Four Seasons feel a sense of guilt.

Such contact is too intimate!

The zero-distance contact between the skin, the top of her head was pressed against Wen Yao's chin, her red face was pressed tightly against Wen Yao's solid chest, her hands were curled up in the narrow gap formed between Wen Yao's body and abdomen, but Wen Yao's powerful arms were only wrapped around her waist, the advantage that should have been taken has been completely taken advantage of!

For Wen Yao of Lolicon, the body of Four Seasons almost satisfies all his obsessions for loli, and now he feels like he is in heaven.

Sure enough, it was a wrong decision to allow Wen Yao to live in his room.

Siji thought viciously, but did not forget to raise his head and stare at Wen Yao, and removed the other claw that was trying to make trouble from his chest.

"This is forbidden!"

It is already the limit for the conservative Lord Yan Mo to do this, and Wen Yao doesn't plan to make further progress, otherwise he will have no place to cry if the fat in his mouth escapes.

Since she was doomed to sleep badly, Siji had completely given up on the idea of ​​closing her eyes again. This was not the first time she was awakened by such a nightmare in a half-dream and half-awake state.

"Hey, I told you everything Komachi told me, Shiji-sama..."

Wen Yao was fiddling with Siji Linglong's small hands, because most of the time he had to hold the stick of repentance, Siji's fingers obviously tended to curl inwards unconsciously, so Wen Yao straightened each of Siji's fingers, counting the tiny scars on them.

To make the Siji Yingji at that time into the current cold and old-fashioned Yan Mo, in the unfinished story of Komachi, there must be many unknown changes hidden, which is probably the direct cause of Master Siji's nightmare just now.

However, the concealed past of Lord Siji seems to be a forbidden matter. Unless the person concerned is willing to speak up, it will be difficult for Wen Yao to learn more information from other channels.

Facing Wen Yao's probing eyes, Siji proudly turned his head away.

"Isn't it better for someone to give a full self-introduction before they know about my past?"

At this time, Master Siji is completely childish, but such a request is not considered rude. On the contrary, even if Master Siji does not mention it, Wen Yao will publish part of his information. This is his understanding of the relationship between the two. respect between.

"Then which story of mine does Master Siji want to hear?"

"Just at the very beginning..."

Wen Yao's story is unreasonable. Ten days and ten nights may only allow Wen Yao to finish telling the stories of a few worlds. Although he is highly curious about those worlds he has never been in contact with, Four Seasons hopes to Listen to Wen Yao's initial state.

"Speaking of which, I was just an ordinary person at the beginning, um... just like those undead being judged by Lord Four Seasons. In short, according to Lord Four Seasons' standards, I should be a proper and sinful human being."

Mentioning his original origin, Wen Yao scratched his ears a little embarrassedly.

"Eh?"

Feeling the cool breath brushing against his ears, he squinted and saw Master Siji looking at his red earlobes with great interest.

"Does Yao ever feel shy?"

"After all, it's not something glorious...Hey, Master Siji, stop making trouble and listen to the story carefully."

Chapter 36 Good Night (3)

"Well, Master Siji, don't move around, I'm about to start..."

Wen Yao put his hands through Si Ji's armpits, and held the girl firmly in his arms from behind. His warm breath hit the back of Si Ji's neck with his lips fluttering.

He pressed his soft cheek against Siji's cold ears, rubbed against Siji's hair, and gently pinched Siji's profile with his right hand.

"Humph……"

Siji just frowned slightly, and after sweeping away Wen Yao's troublesome right hand for the nth time to no avail, she gave up the idea of ​​stopping Wen Yao's movements.

Although I feel a little ashamed, I have to say that Wen Yao is very talented in massage.

Yan Luowang suddenly thought of the time when the two met for the first time.

"Huh? Why did Master Siji suddenly blush..."

Wen Yao felt the temperature of his fingertips rising, and even though he hadn't even started his own narrative, Siji's cheeks turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, this is the expression that Siji-sama only shows when he is shy.

"..."

Four Seasons rarely refuted it.

"It turns out that the eloquent Mr. Yan Mo also has times of embarrassment?"

Compared with doubts, Wen Yao's tone is more teasing. After all, it is extremely rare to have an opportunity to make Lord Siji speechless. If you don't seize the opportunity, you won't know when the next time you see it will be.

Under normal circumstances, there are only two consequences of choking with Lord Four Seasons, being beaten to death, and... being beaten to death even more, although I don’t want to admit it, but it is true that there are very few times when Master Four Seasons is speechless, um... ...At least it was the first time we saw Wen Yao.

"So what did our lovely Siji-sama think of?"

The overly honest Lord Yan Mo disdains to lie, although this kind of non-malicious joke in daily life will not increase the crime, but as a model among Yan Mo, Four Seasons will never use other reasons to cover up his helplessness.

"...the first time...the time we met...uh!"

When Siji was about to finish speaking, the big hand that was pinching his face quickly covered Master Siji's small mouth. Because of the rough action, Wen Yao's right index finger was unfortunately held in Master Siji's mouth .

"Hey... I should be even more embarrassed if that kind of thing happened! No, that kind of thing that didn't happen at all should be forgotten from the beginning!"

Thinking back to the first time we met because Master Siji was too cute and unconsciously acted disrespectfully, Wen Yao had an urge to crawl into the cracks of the ground and bury him under the blanket.

After all, it's too shameful to touch a girl for the first time!

"Cough! Alright, I believe Master Siji must be more concerned about my past, let us forget about this kind of boring thing that obviously never happened."

"Uh...uh!"

Lord Siji, who can't make a sound, can only nod his head to express his consent, his body is completely under Wen Yao's mercy, and Lord Yan Mo sometimes has to give in.

Only after getting Master Siji's consent, Wen Yao pulled away his right hand covering Siji's mouth, a row of shallow tooth marks could be clearly seen on the index finger, and the fragrance of Siji still remained in the depression on it.

Siji didn't speak, but looked at his subordinates with sullen eyes, stuffing his hands into his mouth or something, no matter how you think about it, it's very rude!

"Yeah!"

Guiltyly avoiding the scrutiny of the four seasons, Wen Yao scooped up the four seasons in his arms with his left hand, and turned his body that was lying on his side, and the original left and right posture changed to the appearance of the four seasons on top and Wen Yao on the bottom.

The change in posture caught the girl off guard. She first groaned in surprise, spread her hands close to her chest to both sides, and grabbed Wen Yao's shoulders to move her body forward a bit. The body is completely lying on Wen Yao's body.

"Why did you suddenly change your posture..."

The breath in the quilt was a bit turbid, and she tried her best to get her breath out of the quilt, longing for the relatively clear air in the room.

Wen Yao's arms are still wrapped around Siji's soft waist, this posture makes the fit between the two closer, accompanied by short breathing, an ambiguous atmosphere circulates in the room.

"Because I hold Master Siji like this, I will feel at ease..."

At first, he was pulled into the game world by demons, and then confronted with the reincarnation who was instructed by the so-called "lord god" to destroy the world. After obtaining the method of actively traveling through the world from the opponent, he experienced one after another different worlds.

This process is not only not as beautiful as described by those Internet authors who only rely on guesswork to create, on the contrary, in the process of traveling through one world after another, Wen Yao experienced unimaginable pain for ordinary people.

The physical torture is only second, and the most difficult thing is the psychological and spiritual blow. I am forced to say goodbye to the familiar world again and again, and continue to repeat the same fate in the next world.