"What kind of antagonism is there? I'm already dead!"
Xueyin kicked a basketball one after another: "It sounds like you know me well!"
"..." I sat on several layers of gymnastic mats stacked next to me, watching him play in boredom.
"What's wrong with you...you look super irritable. Did you have a fight with your friends?"
I had already inquired about which class was in which class, but I bumped into this kid and was dragged to an unlocked sporting goods warehouse to listen to him complain. I guess the class was almost over now.
"No!"
He immediately jumped up and retorted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. The orange basketball stained with some dust rolled away and was hidden in a corner where the sun was not shining.
"Who would argue like a child? It's obvious that you can't go anywhere with this thing!"
Xueyin grabbed his collar and showed me that there was a large tattoo of the word "雪" on his collarbone.
Hey, it's quite fashionable. A fashionable boy like me doesn't have any tattoos, but he does.
"You must have this thing too." Xueyin said categorically: "This is the evidence that the gods gave us names. I am 'Xue Qi' and the word is snow. You must be the 'King'!"
I:"……"
Is there a king character on your body?
My expression twitched. Shouldn't this word be on the forehead? This would be the perfect way to cosplay the King of Beasts.
"So..." I sighed helplessly: "What exactly do you want to express?"
Just drag me to be your spiritual trash can, but you should make it clear what comfort you want from me! I'm still eager to eavesdrop on the class. This copy only lasts seven days, and I still have to work during these seven days.
Weird!
"..." He glanced at me, then ran over and sat side by side with me: "As long as this thing is here, we can't go anywhere, and that guy Yadou still refuses to release my name -
―”
"So you still had a quarrel with your friend, right?" I summarized: "You and your friend named 'Yado'."
"Yato is not a friend!" Yukine jumped up.
"He is just my god for the time being! And Hiyori - Hiyori doesn't treat me as a friend, she treats me like a child!"
Xueyin's sudden outburst shocked me. He was almost shouting at the top of his lungs as he vented:
"Miss Kofuku and Mr. Daikoku are also friends of Yato, and Miss Mayu is also a friend of Yato. They are all friends of Yato! They are just friends of Yato!"
"Oh my god, please calm down -" I was at a loss.
By the way, I have never encountered such a situation in my whole life. How can I comfort an adolescent boy who has an emotional breakdown? And the reason why he broke out was what I said, right? My claws are numb now, what should I do? Waiting online!
"You can make friends, you can always make friends..." I was in a hurry, not knowing whether to give him some physical comfort or let him calm down, and a layer of sweat broke out on my forehead, "Anyway, calm down first, don't
Cry little ancestor——"
Probably because venting negative emotions is usually accompanied by crying, Yukine started to shed tears when he shouted. A sunny boy like me has never experienced this before, and I don’t know how to deal with this situation. Looking at Yukine who was crying and hiccupping, I
It feels like the sky is about to fall.
――It’s so difficult to comfort others by turning into a provocative person when you leave your mouth!
"I, hiccup, I..." He hiccupped.
"You are the only friend I have..."
"..."
My expression suddenly became kind.
――――
"Knock knock knock"
The man wearing a pink apron held a cigarette in his mouth and opened the door impatiently.
"Here, who is it-"
"!"
The cigarette butt fell to the ground, and the man took a step back unconsciously.
The tall blond woman stood outside the Japanese-style sliding door, wearing a combat uniform that would be praised by otakus for showing their exposed area, looking at him expressionlessly.
"Bishamon...sama!"
Bishamonten raised the brim of his hat:
"I'm looking for Xiaofu."
…
"...Besides that, I also want to ask."
Bishamonten looked at the poor god in front of him who was no different from an ordinary young girl:
"A monster preying on monsters appeared nearby. Did she run out of the Wind Cave?"
"She?" Xiaofu tilted his head in confusion, "Xiaofu doesn't know, but..."
"Xiao Yato seems to have said that a new god has appeared nearby, and he is a boy."
――――
The newly minted gods and monsters were looking at Yukine with loving expressions.
No wonder the young lady named Hiyori looks at Xueyin like a child. Now my eyes are particularly close to that of the kind old father.
The rebellious child is very naughty, but he is also very rare. His words "You are the only friend I have" pierced my heart, and I was filled with fatherly love.
Originally, my impression of Xueyin was just that he was "a friend who was looking for a job with me". In addition to the special identity of this dungeon, at most I looked at him slightly differently because of the vague similarities between his and Jiao Dong's voices. However, I didn't expect that he actually turned out to be...
Treat me as a friend!
Still the only friend!
Such sincere feelings! I was moved!
"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, calm down first... What did you say before, why are you angry?" I patted his shoulder.
"I, I'm obviously dead, why should I abide by the rules of a living person..."
She probably had finished venting her anger and had calmed down a bit after crying. Xueyin wiped away her tears and confided to me:
"I see those living peers who have families and classmates. They can go to class and play games together, and they will not be ignored by everyone..."
Xueyin looked at me with eyes that were red from crying: "But we are dead, we have nothing-"
I:"……"
This question is too difficult. I can't think of any words of comfort, so I have to change the channel.
"Ahem, what else? What you said before is not going anywhere?" I wiped away the cold sweat and changed the subject.
"That's it." He pulled down his collar again to show me his tattoo: "This is evidence of the name given by God."
I said again: "..."
I don’t quite understand: “…Why can’t I go anywhere after I’ve been given a name?”
Aren’t the legs growing on your body? Is it possible that this tattoo also has the effect of sunflower acupoints?
"Until the gods are willing to take back their names, no other gods are willing to accept artifacts with names." He glanced at me doubtfully, "Don't you know now?"
Of course I don’t know! I’m not a magic weapon!
Wait...it seems that he always thought that I was also a divine weapon.
I tilted my chin and began to think.
How should I put it... He also regards me as a friend, so the previous misunderstanding that he regarded me as a sacred weapon... should be resolved, right?
"Um, Xueyin."
I cleared my throat awkwardly:
"Actually, because I don't know either, I thought we were talking about the same thing, so the answer was misleading... I mean-" I paused: