Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

The corner of his mouth twitched violently, and the secretary subconsciously wondered if he had heard it wrong.

But looking at Mitsuri's expression, she was extremely serious, she was definitely not joking.

Shrugging, he said.

"sure."

"Great!"

Hearing that the secretary agreed, Ganluji Mitsuri jumped up excitedly.

Holding items such as towels for soaking in the hot spring, the two walked together and headed up the mountain.

"Is this the village's hot spring? It's so big."

Not long after, a huge hot spring appeared in front of them.

A faint white smoke lingered, and the surrounding stones were covered with water stains.

There are still little water droplets on the emerald green leaves, which fall from time to time and dissolve into the water after making a "tick" sound.

There is a huge stone in the middle that divides the hot spring into two areas.

"pretty good."

After a little observation, the secretary was also very satisfied with the hot spring.

"Then I'll go to the side and change."

Humming a happy little song, Mitsuri walked towards the other side of the hot spring.

Not long after, the secretary heard the sound of splashing water.

Thinking about it, Mitsuri should have gone into the water.

"Mr. Secretary, come down quickly, the hot spring is very comfortable."

Without thinking too much, Secretary Secretary took off his clothes in twos and twos, and walked into the pond.

The temperature of the hot spring is slightly higher, but it is still within the range that ordinary people can bear.

An inexplicable fragrance surrounds the nose, making people feel inexplicably at ease.

As time went by, the secretary felt that his body was gradually relaxing.

Some of the fatigue caused by the rush also dissipated.

Taking a deep breath, he then plunged into the hot spring.

A series of small and fine air bubbles came from the water, breaking and making a bang bang bang sound.

At this moment, along with a clattering sound, Mitsuri's voice came from behind the boulder.

"Sir, I have a question for you, may I?"

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Mitsuri calling him, the secretary finally came to the surface of the water.

"You said."

"When do you think we can win."

"Victory? You mean to kill Wu Mi?"

After a while of silence, Mitsuri continued.

"In the past, I would have thought that it would be enough to get rid of Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi."

"But lately, somehow, I feel like something has changed."

"Many things have become too complicated for me to see clearly."

After hearing her words, the Secretary did not answer immediately.

He knew that although the general direction of the world had not changed, many small branches had been extended.

Many enemies, known or unknown to him, are secretly preparing methods.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe next week, they will suddenly attack.

If they are not prepared, the ghost killing team may suffer heavy casualties.

But I am not a god, and I don't have omniscient and omnipotent power.

All I can do is to help others as much as I can.

"Mitsuri, Mitsuri, you will become sentimental at some point."

With a laugh, the Secretary jokingly said.

"In my impression, you should be a girl who is full of energy every day and takes everything seriously."

"Pfft~"

When the laughter came, Mitsuri seemed to realize that it was very different from her usual self.

"That's right, let's think about what to eat tonight."

"I know, they told me before that it should be matsutake rice."

"Really, I like matsutake rice very much!"

Hearing the words "matsutake rice", Mitsuri seemed to turn back into the girl who loves to eat.

The words became a lot more joyful, and the atmosphere gradually became active.

The two chatted from today's dinner to tomorrow's breakfast, and from the scenery to sword skills.

Mitsuri, who is usually very cheerful, opened up the chatterbox at this moment, wanting to chat with the secretary about everything.

And the secretary's experience is many times that of hers, there are anecdotes and anecdotes from all over the world.

Just picking out a few and talking about them is enough to amaze Mitsuri for a long time.

"A long time ago, in a certain fishing village by the sea, there lived a strange child."

"He likes to kill living things and stuff them into pots to make decorations."

"Another time, a prisoner who was directly sentenced to death made such a sophistry."

"It wasn't me who killed, it was just my hand that swung the knife down."

Listening to the weird stories told by the secretary, Mitsuri would occasionally express her own opinion.

For poor people, she would feel somewhat lost and pitiful; for those brutal guys, she would sneer and disdain them.

I knew it, I don't know how long it had been soaking, Mitsuri felt that her head was a little dizzy.

Standing up, she called out behind the boulder.

"Sir, how are you doing?"

"I think it's almost done, why don't we go back."

The secretary naturally heard what Miri meant, so he took the lead in proposing to leave.

Ben had the same idea, so naturally Mitsuri would not refuse.

After wiping her body and getting dressed, she walked out.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Mr. Secretary."

At this time, Mithri was wearing a maroon bathing suit, and there were still water droplets on her hair that hadn't been wiped off.

His face was a little rosy, maybe it was because of soaking for too long.

"It's okay, I didn't wait long."

Somewhat different from Mitsuri, the secretary's arms were not inserted into the sleeves, but were embraced together and placed in his bosom.

Although it is somewhat obscured, his strong muscles can be vaguely seen.

"Sir, do I look good like this?"

With her head down, Mitsuri asked the secretary's opinion in a low voice.

After carefully looking at her, Secretary Secretary patted her head and said with a smile.

"Of course, Mitsuri has always been a very cute and beautiful girl."

"really?"

Hearing this, Mitsuri instantly raised her head and said happily.

"You won't lie to me, will you?"

"Even if I lie to anyone, I won't lie to you, Mitsuri."

The smile on her face became even bigger, and Mitsuri trotted to the secretary's side, as if she wanted to wrap his arms around him.

But she seemed to have thought of something, and she seemed very hesitant.

After looking at it out of the corner of his eye, the Secretary pretended not to care, and put his arm back into his sleeve.

"Well, at this time, if only someone could hold my arm and walk with me."

Saying that, he shook his hand in front of Mitsuri and said.

"Beautiful lady, can I get this honor?"

Dazed for a moment, Mitsuri didn't seem to expect that the secretary would issue an "invitation".

She blinked a few times before she could react.

"Good~ good."

As she spoke, she hugged the secretary's arm in her arms.

After taking a look, she found that the secretary did not resist, and she subconsciously exerted a little force.

"This scene is very similar to when we first met."

Ganluji Mitsuri also seemed to have thought of something, and her blush became even stronger.

A man and a woman walked together, heading down the mountain.

On the way, the mountain breeze blows the Buddha, stroking their cheeks like tender little hands.

It blows away the fatigue and the dizziness in the mind.

Soon, more than half of the way down the mountain was gone.

"Hey, who is that?"

At this moment, Mitsuri suddenly noticed a tall figure walking towards the mountain.

He has a dark cockscomb head and many scars on his face.

Tall and strong, Inosuke was three points behind him.

The secretary also noticed the other party's existence, and after a glance, he recognized him.

"Immortal Chuan Xuanya?"