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Bai Wei checked for a while, thinking that there was something wrong with the motorcycle, but finally looked at the dial on it.

"Day, I'm out of gas!"

……

Kyoto City First General Hospital.

Jinguji Saki's operation lasted more than half an hour. The fracture is not a serious injury, but it only hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days. Even if there is a way to heal quickly, only plaster can be cast for half a month. Small wounds have also been taken care of, with a few stitches at most, and the cosmetic needles used will not leave wounds.

When the temporary person in charge of the Jingu came here, his eyes were full of disbelief, but seeing these girls were still alive, he was also choked up and speechless.

Of course there is no blame, just guilt and heartache.

They came back alive, but some never came back.

The logistical force, which was thought to be the safest, was almost wiped out, but the sword shaman, who charged the most dangerous battle, lost only two people.

After some detailed inquiries, the temporary person in charge of Jingu Kyoto understood that they were also rescued.

Only then did the sword shamans know that Gongsi Kazama Crane had died, and the body might not be found.

Everyone lamented.

Suddenly, there were footsteps outside the door, and a liaison officer from the Metropolitan Police Department walked up to the priest who was temporarily taking over as the palace secretary and said, "The body of Palace Secretary Kazama has been found and is on the way to be delivered."

The priest was taken aback, and immediately withdrew: "I'm sorry!"

He immediately went downstairs, wanting to see the last remains of this old colleague.

The sword shamans were all concentrated in one ward.

"The corpse fell into the crowd of ogres, and there must be no bones left. It's good luck that Gongsi Kazama can be sent back."

"Good people get rewarded."

"If, I mean if, is there such a possibility..." One of them had a sudden thought: "He sent it back?"

The sword shamans naturally knew who this "he" was talking about.

Who else could it be?

He is the only one who can freely come and go in the crowd of ogres.

The sword shamans really can't think of anyone else who has the strength and courage and the noble compassion unique to the strong.

Maybe, maybe not.

This didn't prevent the sword shaman from feeling more fond of and looking forward to this strange young man, thinking that maybe he turned back to save more people?

"Talking about your boyfriend." Wuzi touched Jinguji who was dozing off with his elbow.

Jinguji was a little drowsy, too tired, not sober, and subconsciously muttered: "He is not my boyfriend..."

There was ten seconds of silence in the ward.

The next moment, the sword shamans screamed loudly: "What did you say!"

Chapter 140 Ecological Survey of the Sword Witch

Jinguji's confused speech exposed a certain key information.

The sword shamans were shocked, and they shot again and again, shaking Jinguji who was about to fall asleep in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Jinguji Saki asked puzzledly, "It's been so long, aren't you sleepy?"

"Not at all, it's better to say very excited!"

A sword shaman dressed as a hot girl approached. She is from Osaka, her name is Tomieko, and her name is Grace.

She said from the bottom of her heart that if she could find a boyfriend who was as handsome as a knight, who was affectionate and capable of hitting, she would definitely quit all bad habits, honestly give up smoking and perming her hair and become a lady of the family.

Wuzi also came closer, and pinched her baby face to make sure there were no auditory hallucinations: "You said he wasn't your boyfriend!"

Seeing that she was exposed, Jinguji Saki faltered and said: "Indeed, no."

"Eh??"

The sword maidens all elongated their voices, their tones full of strangeness.

"What kind of expressions do you have?" Jinguji said angrily.

"Didn't your boyfriend and girlfriend come here to save you like this? Speaking of which, Jinguji is from Edo, right? He was temporarily transferred here... He should also live in Edo. Could it be that he drove from Edo immediately after hearing the news? Come here." A sword witch teased.

Jinguji thought for a moment: "It seems, is it true?"

"He came here from Edo." Wuzi asked curiously, "Did you tell him when you went out? Or did you come together?"

"I didn't tell anyone." Jinguji Saki was also surprised. She didn't even tell Liu Sheng Shuangyue about it. How did Bai Wei know?

"Didn't you call?"

"I didn't call him, but my good friend."

"Wait, this time is a bit wrong." Fu Zhizi was also silently shocked after the calculation: "Even if you take the train from Edo, it will take close to seven hours, and if you ride a bicycle, it will take at least eighteen hours. "

Wuzi tilted his head: "He didn't really ride a bicycle all the way from Edo, did he?"

"His riding skills are very good. I have never seen a person who can drive a motorcycle so easily." Fu Zhizi said: "I have seen speeding gangsters before, but the skills of driving a motorcycle are far from the same level."

At this moment, the sword shamans looked back at Jingu Temple, with suspicion in their eyes...

After more than ten hours of wind and rain, I came to rescue you without sleep, and you said you were not a lover?How could it not be...

"If not, I can only say that this is a person who has escaped the vulgar taste."

"But I'm still more inclined...because of love."

The sword shamans shook their heads in disbelief.

Jinguji couldn't bear this kind of soft nail, so he recruited directly: "I am not really in love with him, but his sister and I are good friends, good friends who have known each other for many years."

The others looked at each other, and Wuzi complained: "It's not that I don't have friends, but I don't have any good girlfriends who are willing to send my brother to protect me from the gun."

Fu Zhizi blinked her eyes and asked, "Does your Faxiao still lack good friends? What do you think of me?"

"Go, go, aren't you from Osaka." Another sword shaman also recommended himself: "I think I'm pretty good. I'm in Gunma, and I can apply for transfer to Edo recently."

"Go away, you bad girls, do you know how to be ashamed? I don't need to know your little boy, just introduce him to me."

There was a commotion in the ward, and when it was confirmed that Jinguji Saki hadn't bitten the piece of meat, the girls' enthusiasm couldn't be contained.

Poor Jinguji used to regard this group of witches as comrades-in-arms who would never leave, but now she has completely lost her reserve for a man.

As for?

"Of course it is. Good men are too rare, and it's my fault that my vision is getting higher and higher."

"The marriage rate of shrine maidens is less than 30.00%, how terrible it is to die alone!"

"Get married early, have a baby early, and have a year and a half of maternity leave! This is a major event in life!"

"The only men I can see are gradually becoming priests. They are still ascetics, and their characters are old-fashioned and boring. Sword witches are not suitable for finding ordinary boyfriends. I know many people who have been on blind dates, but they broke up in the end. "

The sword shamans were chattering, most of these sword shamans were soloists, they didn't have a fixed team, and their circle of friends and social circles were relatively closed.

The situation is the same, of course there are endless complaints to complain about, and I am quite dissatisfied with the current working environment of Jingu.

Among them is the very important event of marriage.

As mentioned before, the god of the shrine lives and the god of the temple dies.

The shrine is responsible for arranging all kinds of marriage events. They do the marriage and love business. Many kimono shops for marriage are also introduced by priests. The venue and ceremony are all important sources of income.

After graduation, many apprentice shrine maidens, once married, will return to the shrine where they have trained as brides to receive blessings and witnesses from the head shrine maiden and senior priests.

It can be said that witches hate to marry. In fact, in today's situation where the ratio of men to women is too unbalanced, most women hate to marry. Although it is not as tragic as the centaurs, the scarcity of seeds is already a default fact. .

The death rate of sword shamans is extremely high, and one out of ten people who live safely to the end of their lives, most of them acquiesce that they will sacrifice their lives for the country sooner or later in this life, and they are actually considered to be among the ranks of strong women. The most standard Yingzhou woman should be the short-legged and virtuous Yamato Nadeko. Women like them who carry swords and kill demons cannot be counted among the ranks of housewives.

The best people are often left behind, just like after repeated screening, those who remain may be scumbags or elites.

The requirements of sword shamans are too high. Unless they have an excellent emotional foundation, they are unlikely to find an ordinary person to marry.

Ordinary people are also unwilling to accept sword shamans, and they don't want to be called to claim their wife's body suddenly one day.

Do not rush in both directions.

So the sword maidens spend a lot of time on their entertainment hobbies. It is the case that Jinguji Saki was allowed to go to the University of the Far East to attend classes.

The rich entertainment activities and self-time allow them to further pursue the meaning of life, so that they can enjoy more excitement in their short life, instead of being bound in the family. In this regard, the guidance of Jingu is actually quite in place, but it should be said that Thoughts have not been changed, and this trend of hatred for marriage has lasted for hundreds of years. No matter how the fertility rate and male-to-female ratio fluctuate, the fact that it is difficult for swordsmen and witches to marry is as difficult to reverse as an axiom.

Jinguji had no idea of ​​getting married in the past, but now seeing them discussing important matters of marriage, she doesn't feel disgusted.

A few months ago, she would have scoffed at this. She was used to living alone. It was hard for her to imagine that there was an extra person in the quilt when she woke up in the morning, an extra set of toiletries when she brushed her teeth and face, and an extra set of toiletries when she made breakfast To do one job, but also to listen to another person's nagging, to wash his clothes and socks, and even to give up his favorite TV programs when watching TV...

When she thought of another person suddenly appearing in her living environment, she couldn't help getting goosebumps all over her body, and she was full of resistance.

Marriage means allowing the other person into your life, which is far more profound than entering your body.

But now she suddenly felt that looking forward to married life seemed to be quite good.

If when she was making breakfast, the person she thought of was standing behind her, gently wrapping her arms around her shoulders, not helping or making trouble, but just hugging her with a little lust, sniffing the fragrance in her hair...

Just thinking about it like this made her feel a lot of warmth and joy overflowing from the depths of her chest.

Even if it was just an imagination, it made her feel happy.

How is this picture different from the previous one?Perhaps what she resisted was not such a future, but a stranger who came out of nowhere in her heart?

Jinguji Saki's thoughts wandered a little.

It's too early for an ignorant girl to talk about love, let alone marriage.

She looked at these sword shamans again, and realized that most of them were just talking casually, looking for some topics.

Hate to marry is hate to marry, but after all, they know nothing about Bai Wei, and they don't understand at all. A little affection is based more on gratitude.

It's just a hello.

After she understood this simple truth, she no longer panicked, but became more at ease. She was so cautious about love and marriage, and other sword shamans should be like this, and then she heard Fu Zhizi say this.

"It's fine if I like it? Feelings can be cultivated slowly. You can get on the bus first and then make up for the ticket."

"But doing so is a bit too forceful and violent, and the twist is not sweet."

"It may not be sweet, but it will definitely quench your thirst, and you have to taste it to know whether it is sweet or not."