Children always slept soundly.

Therefore, when Ichii Yizhen helped Ryūsei tidy up his blanket, Ryūsei did not show any signs of waking up.

On the contrary, his pale face was flushed red from his nap. He was snoring softly and looked very comfortable.

After the two swords left the room, Ichii Yizhen spoke first.

"Candlestick Cutting should be done with the kitchen … He's today's valet. I'll ask him to switch shifts." He smiled and touched Five Tigers Retreat's head, "You should go and rest too. Thanks to you, master doesn't seem to be so scared …"

"W-why … would humans hurt their own children?"

Five Tigers Retreat could not hold it in anymore. He grabbed the dagger at his waist so hard that his fingertips turned white, "Shouldn't a mother … love her children?"

"… Don't some craftsmen also break 'substandard' products that they are not satisfied with?"

Ichii Yizhen's smile faded. It was rare for him to be expressionless, and his tone was cold, "Humans have always been like this. What is there to be surprised about now?"

Five Tigers Retreat wanted to say no, but he could not open his mouth.

He had memories of being loved by his master.

Ever since he was created, he was treated like a treasure by many nobles. He had received praise and love.

But … Ichii Yizhen was different.

After a fire burned away his memories of being a sword and Fu Mourning God, there was nothing worth cherishing … Even though they were brothers, they were still different.

Ichii Yizhen did not seem to notice Five Tigers Retreat's silence. He smiled and touched Five Tigers Retreat's head, "Go. If you don't want to rest, find your storybook and give it to Candlestick Cutting. Let him read it to master at night."

Five Tigers Retreat nodded and ran away obediently.

Ichii Yizhen stayed where he was and looked back at God's Inquisitor's room. He sighed in frustration, "Children … are really difficult to deal with."

He did not know if he was talking about his brothers or the new master.

When Ryūsei woke up again, the sun was setting in the west.

He rubbed his eyes and sat in a daze for a long time until Candlestick Cutting opened the door and entered the room. Only then did he realize where he was.

His' home 'was gone. He was now in Takamagahara.

He was led by Candlestick Cutting to the window and sat down.

Candlestick Cutting knelt behind him and carefully combed his messy long hair.

In the morning, Candlestick Cutting only had time to cut Ryūsei's hair short in front and trim his bangs, but he didn't have time to trim his messy long hair. He just casually cut it to the point where he wouldn't trip over his hair.

Ryūsei's hair was not in good condition. It was dry, yellow, and easily broken. In order not to hurt Ryūsei, Candlestick Cutting spent half an hour combing his hair.

No, he still had to cut it short. If his hair was too long, it would suck away his body's nutrients. Hmm … it should be cut to Toshiro Maeda's length. Or, would it be better to have a slightly longer hairstyle like Sadashi's?

When Sadashi comes, the two of them will definitely look cute standing together!

Candlestick Cutting couldn't help but smile when he thought of that situation. He endured the itch in his hands and tied Ryūsei's long hair into a ponytail. After that, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord, I've finished combing your hair …" He stopped mid-sentence.

Ryūsei was a child who was very good at daydreaming.

Especially in the evening.

It was one of the few times when he felt happy in his' home. '

The sunset was like a burning flame, dimming the horizon.

The earth was unscrupulously contaminated by this flame. When he reached out his hand, the remaining heat of the setting sun made the flame in his palm seem as if it was really dancing. Ryūsei stared at it in a daze, unable to take his eyes off it. He concentrated until the last trace of the setting sun disappeared. Only then did he sigh softly, as if he was regretting it.

"My lord, you really like to watch the sunset." Candlestick Cutting said with a smile.

No wonder Ryūsei didn't show any resistance when he was combing his hair — he was probably attracted by the setting sun.

Ryūsei was startled by Candlestick Cutting's sudden voice, and his small body jerked violently.

Candlestick Cutting didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "… Did you forget that I'm still here?"

Ryūsei lowered his head and put his hands together to pick up the fried dough twist.

Candlestick Cutting didn't ask and put the hat on Ryūsei's head. "My lord, is there anything you want to do before dinner?"

Ryūsei shook his head.

Candlestick Cutting looked down at Ryūsei with the hat blocking his view. He couldn't see Ryūsei's expression clearly.

"My lord, let's make an agreement." Candlestick Cutting squatted down and looked at Ryūsei at eye level. He didn't care about Ryūsei's evasive gaze and just smiled. "When you express your opinion, you can't just shake your head or nod your head."

Ryūsei frowned when he heard that, as if he was troubled.

Candlestick Cutting continued to coax him. "Because God needs to hear the voice of his believer before he can respond to his believer's wishes.

Take your time. You don't need to learn how to talk immediately, but when you express your opinion, whether it's good or bad, yes or no, like or dislike, I hope you can use your voice to tell me, okay? "

Ryūsei's anxious expression was clearly visible. He was troubled for a long time before he nodded slightly.

Candlestick Cutting held back his laughter. "What's your answer?"

"… O, okay?" The child's voice was full of hesitation.

Candlestick Cutting couldn't help but touch Ryūsei's head when he saw Ryūsei's slightly cowering expression — even though they were separated by the hat.

"Let's go downstairs for a walk first." Candlestick Cutting took Ryūsei's hand and led him to the door. "If you like animals, I can take you to the stable. The horses there are very docile … but you can't go alone. Can you promise me that?"

Ryūsei didn't know what kind of animal a horse was, but when he saw Candlestick Cutting's serious expression, he nodded obediently. Then, under Candlestick Cutting's gentle gaze, he stuttered, "O, okay."

There were a total of thirteen horses in This Pill — one more than Fu Mourning God.

These horses were usually taken care of by Snickerswords. Perhaps it was because they had a lot of contact with Snickerswords, but they were very lively and affectionate. When they saw someone passing by the stable, they would neigh to welcome them. If someone entered the stable, they would happily stand up and rush out of the fence in the next second. They would ride a few laps around the stable to express their joy. Of course, part of the reason was that these horses hadn't run properly in the past six months.

So, when the horses welcomed them, Ryūsei was so frightened that he quivered. He turned around and wanted to run away, but Candlestick Cutting quickly pulled him back.

Ryūsei struggled anxiously. "Let's go!

Let's go! "

Candlestick Cutting was afraid of hurting the child, so he took him further away. Then, he comforted him. "Master, do you think horses are scary?"

Ryūsei frowned and didn't know how to express himself. After a long time, he squeezed out four words. "They eat people!

I'm not going! "

It was Ryūsei's first time seeing such a big animal.

They would definitely eat people!

Ryūsei nervously expressed his fear to Candlestick Cutting. "Eat!

Me! "

'I miscalculated.'

Candlestick Cutting thought.

'I thought that since my lord loves animals, he would be happy to see horses …'

He decided to explain a little to the great heroes in This Pill. "They only eat grass, they don't eat people."

Ryūsei shook his head vigorously and stubbornly expressed his thoughts to Candlestick Cutting. "They will eat!

They will eat me! "With such a big mouth, they would definitely eat him in one bite!

The door of the stable was wide open. Even though he was far away, Ryūsei could still see the horses in the fence.

The horses' heavy breaths as they chewed the grass and the white foam dripping from their teeth as they ground the food scared Ryūsei.

He stared at the horses in bewilderment and then said nervously, "Candlestick!

I'm not going! "

"…" 'Does this count as being concerned?'

'Although I'm very happy … But … Candlestick … Is he talking to me?'

Candlestick Cutting temporarily gave up on the idea of bringing Ryūsei to see the horses. He brought him away from the stable and went to the restaurant. On the way, he tried to correct his name. "My name is Candlestick Tachibana … Just call me Candlestick Cutting."

Ryūsei was not good at saying long syllables. He repeated after him blankly but couldn't say it properly. "Candlestick!"

"Candlestick Cutting."

"Candlestick … Che."

"Although it's a little cool to say it like that …" Candlestick Cutting was a little tempted, but he still corrected Ryūsei. "It's Candlestick Cutting, right?"

"Candlestick … Che?"

"Yes, that's right. Master, you have improved very quickly!" Candlestick Cutting quickly praised the God's Inquisitor.

Ryūsei was a little happy to be praised, but at the same time, he was a little confused.

Why did all these gods call him 'Master'?

His name wasn't 'Master', it was' Ryūsei '…

"Ryūsei."

Ryūsei stopped in his tracks and lowered his head to fiddle with his fingers. He said dryly, "My name is Ryūsei!"

Candlestick Cutting was a little troubled.

He had a general idea of what the God's Inquisitor meant, but … it was really inappropriate for a sword to directly call its master by his name … but … their little master seemed to care a lot about this.

This was the first time the God's Inquisitor … had taken the initiative to make a request.

He pondered for a moment and chose a compromise. "Lord Ryūsei."

Candlestick Cutting saw his little master's body tremble. Even though his expression was covered by his hat, his voice still revealed his excitement and joy.

"Again, again!"

"Lord Ryūsei?"

"Again!"

"Lord Ryūsei."

"Yep!" Ryūsei responded happily. Then, he foolishly covered his mouth with his small hands, afraid that he would laugh out loud.

But this was of no use. His suddenly brisk footsteps and cheerful voice all revealed his master's joy.

After a while, he couldn't help but grab Candlestick Cutting's pants and say expectantly, "Again!"

"Lord Ryūsei … you seem to be very happy?"

Ryūsei didn't listen at all. He lowered his head and searched for a long time before he finally found an unknown wild flower. He gave it to Candlestick Cutting in a flattering manner.

Candlestick Cutting didn't understand what was going on. He accepted the flower and smiled out of habit.

Ryūsei was encouraged and immediately lowered his head to search for another flower.

This was the first time someone had called him by his name.

In fact, he had only recently learned that his name was Ryūsei Inagaki from the Government of the Hour.

Inagaki, Ryūsei.

It was a mouthful, but Ryūsei remembered it after hearing it once.

How do you write my name?

Does it have any meaning?

Does it represent the love of my parents?

I've seen on television that a child's name always contains the expectations of his family!

… But why doesn't my mother call me by my name?

Is it because … I'm not obedient enough?

But I've already done everything my mother asked of me …

Then … is it because I'm already an obedient child that the God-sama is willing to call me by my name?

That's great.

Ryūsei thought.

Finally, someone called me by my name.

I'm an obedient child!