me and my vest

Tong Mo took a deep breath, he had already thought about introducing himself in his head, but he took a step back before taking a step back.

No, no, I can't beat Mr. Sivis.

There is nothing terrible about death, but it is very irrational to die. Judging from my own strength, I will definitely die neatly when I die. At least let me have a word with him.

Ah, by the way, there is a ghost nearby whose blood ghost technique seems to have something to do with shielding the breath, let's go to him and try it first.

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"What's the matter Tanjiro?" Zenitsu asked puzzled, "Hurry up, what are you doing?"

"Zenyi, did you hear anything? I seem to smell ghosts." Tanjiro gripped the straps of the suitcase on his shoulders tightly, with a dignified expression, "There is a strong smell of blood, maybe it's Twelve Ghost Moons."

"No." Shanyi thought about it, "I only felt Nezuko for the ghosts nearby, and I wanted to say something special—I just heard the sound of sukiyaki boiling! I really want to eat it!"

"I want to eat tempura."

Because Inosuke was wearing a wild boar hood, which attracted the attention of others, no passers-by dared to approach him, so he walked out of a no-man's land on the busy street. Now that he came, he didn't even bring Tanjirou and Zenitsu by his side. others.

"Tempura? Do you have any money?" Zenitsu stared at Inosuke with contempt, "Although you also did tasks, you didn't save money at all, right?"

"What? Isn't there Sivis? Let him treat you."

"Nani—?"

Not far ahead, Madara's ears lying on Shiritsu's shoulders moved, and keenly caught a few key words Inosuke said.

"It's just a human cub that was raised by Sivis for such a young period of time." Madara moved a very small distance with his paws, and he couldn't find it unless he leaned in. Let's talk tonight."

"He promised, I can find him for dinner in the future." Inosuke was unexpectedly not angry. In his cognition, Madara was just a cat. From the point of view of a beast, such a small animal could not pose a threat.

"Even if the uncle agreed, you can go back on it, let alone Sivis." Madara snorted, raised his head in a proud posture, and patted Shi Li under his paw, "Seeing this No? This is Madara-sama's mount."

"Master Madara started raising it a long time ago, and he worked hard every day feeding yokan and steamed buns to become like this."

Relying on the fact that these three brats didn't understand the law of time at all, Madara began to talk nonsense, "Master Madara buried the seeds in the mountain, watered and fertilized, and finally harvested, all of which were done by himself. It took a long time to grow so one."

"So it's not an exaggeration to say that this is my pet, you little human is just a pet at best, haha!"

"No, no matter how you look at it, it's the other way around." Shanyi complained weakly, "This kind of body type is obviously only for pets that eat a lot."

"What do you know! Such a smooth line." Madara stood up and shook, and the flesh on his body made tons of sounds like wavy lines, "Do you know how many monsters are envious, such a perfect body..."

"Right! Sivis!"

"Yes, yes, Madara-sama is super handsome, with perfect lines that no one else can match." Tokiru echoed while taking him off his shoulders, "Now go eat? Since Shan Yi likes sukiyaki, Then go eat."

"Order some tempura, I'll treat you."

"Where's Tanjiro, what do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything!" Tanjiro responded. As the eldest son, he often accommodated his younger siblings' tastes at home and was not picky about food. "Thank you very much!"

Several people decided on the destination, Tanjiro was in charge of smelling, Zenitsu was looking for the way by listening to the abstract thing that he said was the sound of happiness, and the storefront appeared in front of them soon.

"It smells so good...", Madara was finally willing to get off Shi Li, he jumped on the table to look around, and naturally chose a place against the wall, then found himself a fork, and hugged a bowl come over.

"Then what, is it called the stove brat, move that table over and put it together with this one."

"It's not the stove, it's the stove door, Zamon Tanjiro." Tanjiro said loudly dissatisfied, but obediently went to move the table.

Shi Lu went to the boss to order and pay.

"Do you want a beef pot?"

"Well, you can just do what you see. I hope there will be more money. I will add more money." Shi Lu responded gently, "The children I bring are still at a mature age."

"Boys should eat more!" The boss smiled boldly, "However, eating beef became popular after the arrival of Westerners. We didn't eat it much before."

"Oh, look at you, are you a Westerner?"

"You can say that, but I came to Japan a long time ago."

The boss naturally didn't know that Tokiru's was in the Heian era a long time ago, so he praised, "Your Japanese is really good, and your accent is very authentic."

While talking, he collected the money once, and when he looked up, he saw the guest standing at the door again, so he greeted Shi Lu and went over to entertain him.

"You are the one from just now..."

The figure of the person under the street light was a little blurry, and it was not easy to see his face clearly against the light, but the boss had a good memory. Although he had changed his clothes, he was still recognized by his recognizable hair color.

Tong Mo unfolded the folding fan with a clatter, covered the lower half of his face and responded with a smile, "It's me, I haven't found the food I want to eat after wandering around for a long time, and I finally returned here, so I thought I'd eat sukiyaki. "

He went to find the ghost he knew and rushed back immediately. With his high-speed mobility, he even changed his clothes properly, took a simple shower, and dared to come over after confirming that there was no bloody smell.

Now it's meal time, and the number of people is gradually increasing. Coupled with the congregation specially arranged by Tong Mo, the small shop is soon full of people.

Tong Mo watched the boss get into trouble with satisfaction, and pretended to be casual to help him out, "I'll ask if anyone is willing to share the table with me, boss, you can go to work first."

"Okay then, come to me when you think about something better."

The few people who were eating in full swing suddenly felt a shadow cast from above, and they all stopped their chopsticks and looked up.

The evil ghost in the second winding restrained his breath, combed his white oak hair docilely and tied it into a small braid, and hid the lettering in his eyes, coupled with the decent kimono and smiling appearance, at first glance Really good.

Especially those eyes that reflect light like colored glass and present colorful luster are really very beautiful.

Shi Li knew who this was, of course, but he wanted to train the protagonist trio, so he kept pretending not to know.

"The place in the store is full, can I share a table with you?" Tong Mo clasped his hands together as if begging, "I will be very careful not to disturb you."

"Of course, please sit down!" Tanjiro spoke out first, he stood up and brought a chair for Tong Mo, "Don't worry about us!"

Tong Mo narrowed his eyes and glanced at the box beside Tanjiro, then sat down opposite Shi Ritsu.

Ahhh, the blood belonging to Mr. Wu Mi began to stir, and I can actually experience such a strong feeling in my lifetime. Although I borrowed someone else's hand, I really felt it.

Although he still looks calm on the surface, Tong Mo's body has already trembled slightly. If he is still a human being, there will be a strange blush on his face——If you want to eat him, no, no, you can't do this, you have to be careful Protect it, lock it up, it's best to lock it up in a room, and it's enough to take a sneak peek every day...

After a long period of fermentation, Wu Mi's feelings for Shi Li have become incomprehensible. He wants to eat him, loves him, fears his force, wants to get close but has to stay away, self-deception and The perception of harsh reality...all things mixed together.

Possessiveness, love, fear, appetite, protection, cherishing...

Tong Mo has lived for more than 200 years and has never experienced the slightest emotion, longing for and incomprehensible things, he has obtained them all just by looking at Shi Li.

Like a gift from the gods, a miracle given by God.

Tong Mo, who was instilled with the concept of being the son of God since he was a child, actually does not believe in the existence of God from the bottom of his heart, and he scoffed at it even more after he became an evil ghost who needs to eat people, but now he kind of believes in fate.

The meaning of becoming a ghost must be today, right?

It must be for today's feelings, right?

Tanjiro, who was sitting next to Tong Mo, keenly sensed something was wrong, "Mr.... Are you feeling unwell? You seem to be shaking all the time."

"Because I came here at night, so I feel a little cold. It will be fine in a while, so don't worry about it."

Tong Mo quickly told a lie, but still attracted Madara's attention.

This kid, what look in his eyes?

Madara stopped eating, put the piece of beef in his mouth back into the raw egg liquid, and carefully looked at Tong Mo, who looked harmless to humans and animals.

That creepy feeling just now...

It's a bit like Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi.

It's not that Madara can't beat Wu Mi, nor is he afraid of him, but he is disgusted by the ability to regenerate even if there is only a little bit left, and the sticky malice that follows him everywhere.

"Hey! You bastard!" Inosuke suddenly slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, "Eat as soon as you eat, why keep staring at Sivis! You are still laughing so disgustingly! Are you here to find fault?"

"I'm upset when I see you! Let's go out and fight in a while! I'm going to beat you down!"

"Wait, hello! Inosuke!" Tanjiro desperately pressed Inosuke's hand that was about to draw the sword, "You can't do this! You have to be polite!"

"Who cares! This disgusting guy looks at Sivis with that look!"

"...What?" Tanjiro knew that Inosuke was the type who couldn't lie, so he looked back at Tong Mo suspiciously, but only saw his obedient smile.

"I understand." Tanjiro decided to use his trump card first, "Inosuke, you can't do it, right?"

"Because I'm not used to eating with other people, I feel embarrassed now, do you want to find an excuse to go out?"

"Since this is the case, there is no way. After all, everyone's communication skills are different. There are also people like Inosuke who will get angry at strangers."

But this time, Inosuke was not aroused to win or lose as Tanjiro thought, and he still stared at Tong Mo and refused to give up.

Shanyi held the bowl and sighed, moved to sit next to Shiru, and continued to eat, "Well, it's starting again, Mr. Sivis, we can just eat by ourselves, don't bother with idiots."

"Okay, would you like another plate of meat?"

Shi Lv calmly endured Tong Mo's gaze and the quarrel between the two cubs. He has been in the Shura field all year round, and he has perfected the skill of ignoring, as if the focus of all this is not himself.

Suddenly there was a commotion from the crowd outside the store, and everyone's praise and admiration could be faintly heard.

"It's really beautiful."

"Oiran? Is this an oiran?"

"Which family's wife is it?"

"Such a gesture is really very elegant, probably from a very noble background."

The one who walked in was naturally Ming Sha, wearing a purple sleeve, walked over unhurriedly, and headed straight for Shi Lu.

"I've already done what my husband told me." She said softly, "I've also handled the follow-up things properly."

Shi Lu nodded, not quite understanding why she spent a lot of demon power to reveal herself.

This question will have an answer in a second.

Ming Sha lifted the teapot on the table, took out a tea bag from her sleeve and put it in, then asked the boss for hot water to brew the tea leaves.

The smell of wisteria flowers slowly diffused.

She poured tea for everyone, and finally pushed the most fragrant cup to Tong Mo with her own hands.

"It's already night." Ming Sha said with a smile, "There will be disgusting ghosts haunting the night, it's better to drink some wisteria flower tea, it's very effective."

"..." Tong Mo showed the same smile without any flaws, "Aren't ghosts only found in legends? It's quite useful to deceive children."

Mingsha continued to send the tea forward.

"Don't you like drinking it?" Shi Lu put Madara's cup away for him, and said the first sentence to Tong Mo from the beginning to the present.

"No, I like it very much."

Tong Mo, who was still hesitant at first, immediately picked up the cup and drank it down, showing a perfect smile, and didn't take the opportunity to continue to respond to Shi Li, but just continued to stare at him.

It's not that he didn't want to answer, the wisteria tea he swallowed was like sulfuric acid going down the esophagus. His vocal cords, throat, and stomach were all destroyed, and he couldn't make a sound even if he wanted to speak.

The author has something to say: How does the ooc small theater not use the sun wheel knife to kill Shangxian Tongmo: ... as long as I don't bask in the sun, I'm fine!I can!

Shilu: The weather is fine, do you want to go out for a walk?

Tong Mo: ...