Stuffing Chimatsu back into the bed, the family of the god found that the child seemed to be very favored by the gods of this shrine, and many things could often be turned into dangers, so they decided to set Chimatsu as the next generation of heirs, and they didn't pay much attention to the phenomenon that the child often talked to himself, anyway, he would always be safe, and peace would be good. And because of this laissez-faire attitude of adults, Tsurumaru can be with the child without any hindrance, play together during the day, play pranks on the worshippers together, and sleep together at night.

"Tsurumaru Gege, Tsurumaru Gege!" As usual, Chimatsu was looking for him with a small snack. In the blink of an eye, Qiansong was already seven years old, and when he reached the age when he should go to school, he naturally couldn't get tired of being with him all the time, so he would go to the food stall after class to buy some snacks and sweets, and come back to share with his favorite Da Gege, sometimes food, sometimes toys. Actually, Tsurumaru, who is the god of mourning, doesn't need to eat, but he enjoys the taste of food, so he is happy to share things with Chimatsu.

"Oh? What is it today? Tsurumaru looked at Chimatsu who had climbed onto the roof, he was not too worried about the child falling now, and the seven-year-old Chimatsu had already practiced with him a good technique of climbing high in the first body.

"It's a three-color dumpling!" Chimatsu opened the bamboo leaves in his hand, and two strings of three-color dumplings appeared inside, and Chimatsu took one and stuffed it into Tsurumaru's mouth, he knew that Tsurumaru liked to eat this.

"Seems to be eating this a lot lately?" Tsurumaru asked, biting the ball.

"Well, Tsurumaru Gege likes it, doesn't it?" The child bites the ball back.

"That's good," Tsurumaru smiled, and began to ask the child about what he had seen and heard at school. He was trapped in his main body and couldn't run too far, so he only went to the shrine a few times once in a while, and spent the rest of the time sleeping at the shrine. Now that there is someone to talk to and share with him, Tsurumaru enjoys it very much.

Chimatsu grew bigger and more beautiful, and he became more and more unlike a rough-looking god or a mediocre mother, and finally when the child was thirteen years old, it broke out that he was not the god's own child, he was born to his mother and an unknown wild man outside. The priest and his wife quarreled every day, and the child could only curl up in the quilt and watch his parents quarrel because of his relationship.

"Bastard! You bastard! "The usually gentle and kind father was full of alcohol, pointing at Qiansong and scolding." You're as cheap as your mother! ”

The mother screamed and threw herself at her father, and the two scuffled, and the eighteen-year-old brother Chikai, who was identified as his father's biological son, looked at him with a gloomy face, and his father scolded him for being a mongrel and a slut.

The child loses his smile and can't sleep well at night without Tsurumaru, and is always awakened by the sound of his parents' quarrels or nightmares when he sleeps. Knowing that he was in pain, Tsurumaru always let Chimatsu sleep against his heart, patting him on the back in the hope that he could give him a night of peace.

Don't be angry with Chimatsu when you do something wrong! He's only thirteen! Tsurumaru yelled at the adults more than once, but no one could hear what he said, so Tsurumaru had to help Chimatsu's room set up a soundproof barrier again and again, anyway, they definitely didn't have anything good to say, so if they didn't listen, at least they could have a good night's sleep.

When he was fifteen years old, his father, who couldn't bear it for two years, finally divorced his mother, and his mother, who had the idea of remarrying, didn't want him, so he went back to his parents' house alone, and Chimatsu was accompanied by only Tsurumaru from then on.

"Humph! If it weren't for the fact that he could communicate with the gods, Lao Tzu would have driven that out a long time ago! The father of the god scolded like this more than once, and his eyes became more and more gentle to look at his eldest son Qianhai, who was his real son.

"Just drive him out... Anyway, oracles aren't up to us. "Qianhai has long made his father so spoiled that he can't learn anything, and he also wants to snatch the inheritance of the shrine.

"Of course I'd like to pass it on to you if I can." The god drank wine, "But when the inheritance is made, the gods of other shrines will come to watch the ceremony, and if there is no way to communicate with the gods, the miracles will not be recognized by the shrine guild, so sooner or later this shrine will have to change to a new god." ”

"It's really troublesome, can't you fake father?" Chikai asked.

"Nope." The god lord shook his head, "Those other god lords are not fuel-efficient lamps, don't think about fake or anything." ”

"Do you really want to keep that wild seed here to eat and live?" Qianhai clenched his fists, he owed a large amount of gambling debts outside, and he counted on becoming a god to make money to pay it off.

"Unless—" the Divine Lord's eyes darkened, "let him give up his inheritance and leave the way to communicate with the gods to us..."

"Father, can't you communicate with the gods? How did my father pass the test in the first place? ”

"I was completely lucky, it happened to be raining heavily on the day of the ceremony, and only an eighty-year-old god came, and although he felt weird during the ceremony, his eyes couldn't see clearly, so he could let me get through the trick."

"Then we also invite the old god lord to come over this time?"

"None of the current reigning gods are old, if there is, I want to invite your father!" The god lord picked his head irritably, "Now I can only force him to give up his inheritance and hand over the method of communication with the gods." ”

"That's right..."Chikai nodded, "Father, if that's the case, I have a way." ”

A few days later, his father and brother suddenly came to get close to Qiansongtao, telling him that everything in the past was done wrong by his mother, and they didn't want to worry about it anymore, Qiansong was the heir who could communicate with the main god after all, and they also figured it out, and wanted to make up for the mistakes that were bad to him before, and the long-lost family affection made Qiansong very happy, and accepted his father and brother with a smile. Tsurumaru reminded the two of them that there must be some tricks, but unfortunately Chimatsu, who was carried away by family affection, couldn't listen to it at all, and accepted the suggestion of the three of them to go to the izakaya to eat and drink together. The izakaya was too far away from Tsurumaru's main body for him to follow, so he could only wait anxiously for Chimatsu to return at the shrine, praying that nothing would happen.

That night, the father and son drank until late before returning to the shrine, and Chimatsu was in a state of drunkenness and was carried back all the way by his brother Chimi. Seeing that Chimatsu took his reminder as the wind in his ears, Tsurumaru was angry and wanted to take care of this drunk guy anymore, jumping on the branch to watch the moon alone, this was the first time since they met that Tsurumaru did not sleep with Chimatsu at night.

He watched coldly from the branch as Chikai carried Chimatsu back to the room, told the god to go get something, and then closed the door.

Wrong! Jumping off the branch, Tsurumaru quietly stood in the hallway and looked at Chimatsu's room.

Inside, Qianhai was already taking off Qiansong's clothes, probably because of the smell of alcohol, Qiansong's whole body was flushed with a thin red, and Qianhai greedily stroked Qiansong's body. After a while, the god came back, the father and son worked together to tie up Qiansong's hands and hang them on the wall, the god took out a bag of medicine and put it in the wine, pinched Qiansong's mouth and poured it in, and after a while, Qiansong woke up leisurely and found that he was tied up by his father and brother, and he couldn't help but struggle and scream.