Don't talk about love, just sell birds

The sun shines through the roofs and treetops, blurring a blush on the water surface, and as the blue sky gradually rises, the warmth gradually invades the world.

The chat ended here, Yaozai released a new task for Giyuu, and went to Tokyo’s Takao Mountain alone to kill ghosts. All the members of the ghost slaying team sent before have lost their voices, and dozens of people have disappeared. The situation is serious, and Giyuu immediately cleans up Things go.

Yaozai smiled until the hot tea stopped steaming, "What's the matter? Are you still angry that Yiyong didn't bring you?"

Izumo lay listlessly on the table, and said listlessly, "What is Giyuu not taking me with you, obviously you let him go alone."

"This is a rare opportunity, don't you want to know your weight in Yiyong's heart?" After dealing with Izumo for so long, Yaoya easily grasped his weakness.

As expected, Izumo sat up straight in shock, "How do you say that?"

"Before you and Yiyong have been together, in fact, many things need a sense of distance to understand, just like missing, how can you miss someone when you can meet every day?" The persuasive tone persuaded Izumo, seeing him thinking a little bit Yaoya then asked, "What about you? Izumo, have you thought about this question? What does Giyuo mean to you?"

"The meaning to me..." Izumo murmured and repeated this sentence, his face was very blank, "I don't understand such things as meaning, I want to be with Giyuu, but is it not possible?"

Yaozai knew that this answer was already his limit, and it was still difficult for him to think about such a deep question all at once, so he asked instead, "Then to put it another way, when you are so hungry that you are going crazy, will you eat righteousness?"

For thousands of years, although Izumo has often been hungry, he has never felt so hungry that he went crazy, so he can't imagine that scene, but just a little hungry is so uncomfortable, and he feels that he may attack Giyuu.After all, there are too many people who have lost their minds and attacked their relatives, and those who have eaten their souls have not seen any emotions such as regret and guilt in them, so is this actually a very rare and common thing?

Yaozai understood Izumo's silence, and sighed silently. He was really too impatient. He has existed as a void for thousands of years, and it is a miracle that he has not gone astray. The long-term values ​​cannot be changed overnight.

It's been less than two months since I met Yiyong, and it seems too small under the base of 1000 years.

If you want to wait patiently, you are afraid that human time is too short.

"Yaozai, what were you thinking about and suddenly became dazed?" Izumo gestured in front of his eyes with his hand, and after bringing him back to his senses, he stared at the curse marks on his face that looked like burns. You can't see the eyebrows now, can you?"

After the observation was over, Izumo made a conclusion based on facts, with a calm tone as if he was watching a stranger's death, "You are dying."

No man in Yuyashiki lived past the age of 30. Yoya is now 23 years old, and every day he passes is a race against death.

Knowing his own destiny from birth, Yaozai has long been aware of facing death at any time. The only thing he can't let go of is his wife and children, the children of the Demon Slayer Squad, and Izumo.

[The quality of your soul is too strange. You should be at the most prosperous age, but you are so light and fluffy. Well, you are dying, so are you considering buying a swallow?Do a good deed before you die. If swallows don’t like it, I also have magpies, pigeons, seagulls and crows. There is always one that suits you. 】

Finally he chose the crow, the crow is the messenger of the dead, protecting the soul after death from degenerating into evil spirits.

The expression on Yaoya's face suddenly became very gentle, and Izumo's expression was inexplicable, "I said you are going to die, but you can still laugh? Aren't all human beings afraid of death? As long as they can live, what do they have to pay?" Any price is fine."

"You said the same thing when we first met, saying that I was going to die soon." Yaoya didn't understand what Izumo's "quick" meant until a long time after that. Decades were nothing to him. For a moment, there is no difference between ten years and ten days, and they can all be classified as "fast".

"I'm really dying this time." Izumo was a little embarrassed that what he said didn't come true, and he emphasized again, "Your life force is almost lost, at least half a year, at most a year."

"Then I have to arrange the funeral quickly."

Contrary to what he said, Yaoya's face was calm and gentle as always. Izumo had never understood him, but this time he said uncharacteristically, "Hey, do you want me to help you? I got a very convenient Scroll, although there is no way to lift the curse, it should be able to slow down the spread of the curse."

Yaozai was taken aback for a moment, but soon recovered, the empty eyes that could not reflect any light and darkness actually had a layer of light, "You used to not say such things, this is the so-called 'gentleness' .”

Even if only a little bit, change does exist.

Izumo's focus was on the second half of the sentence. He pondered over the word "gentle" over and over again, and finally showed a lively smile, "Is this gentle?"

"Worrying about others, being considerate of others, this is of course tenderness."

"Then Giyuu will love me more if he becomes gentle?"

Looking at the tea table that was smashed into powder because of Izumo's excitement, Yoya didn't blame him at all.

Even if the "love" he thought was not "love" in the real sense, it was enough for now.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Izumo followed the attendants to the room Yaoya had arranged for him, and was stopped by the murderous Immortal Chuan as soon as he walked out of the courtyard. He greeted, "Hey, are you on guard here? Yaozai asked me to get along with you guys, so if you need help, just say it."

The boy under the sun is like a god walking out of a picture scroll, every detail of his body is extremely holy and spotless.

After a brief trance, Undead Chuan turned his head and cursed secretly, "Damn it", "Since it is such a dangerous existence, make me look ugly and evil!"

Commenting on his appearance and eyes was what Izumo didn't like to hear the most, so he immediately sank his face, pursed his lips and looked at him without saying a word.

Undead Chuan also knew that he was venting his anger just now, and the Lord recognized him, so he would never cause trouble, at least he could not initiate a conflict on his own initiative.

"Are you waiting for me to do it first?" Izumo punctured Immortal Chuan's thoughts with one sentence, and then grinned, "It's a pity, I'm in a good mood now, and I forgive you."

Leaving this sentence behind, Izumo turned around and continued walking, that was the direction to the inner courtyard, a field that even Nine Pillars had never set foot on.

Even though he knew that this must be what the lord meant, Undead Chuan still stared at the shrinking back, and finally couldn't hold back before he disappeared at the end of the corridor, "Over there are lord lord and lord Tianyin." Living area, follow me back to Tengliao!"

Izumo doesn't need to sleep, the room is dispensable, it doesn't make any difference where he lives, Tengliao is where Jiuzhu usually lives, he suddenly wanted to see Yiyong's room.

Without any hesitation, Izumo agreed, and appeared in front of Undead River in the blink of an eye and urged him to leave quickly.

Undead Chuan's pupils shrunk, this kid... was so fast that he didn't even catch the afterimage.

Singing a mess of folk songs that he didn't know where he heard, Izumo walked to the front, his heels were lifted before they touched the ground, and his steps were brisk.

Walking through the rockery, I found that the people behind me didn't follow me. Izumo sang in the same tune as the folk song just now, "What are you talking about~ What are you doing~ Hurry up~ Hurry up~ Go to Fujiliao~"

Undead Chuan didn't expect him to agree so easily, but it was proposed by himself, which is better than going to the inner courtyard to harass the Lord Lord. Right now, he can only act on the premise that he has other purposes.

Fujiliao is not far from the Sanyashiki mansion, and the remaining spiritual pressure of Giyuu becomes clearer after approaching. Following the spiritual channel, he found Giyuu's room accurately without the help of Immortal River.

There are houses on all sides of this courtyard, which surround the courtyard. Only Yiyong lives alone in the house on the west side, and the others are scattered on the other three sides, next to each other.

Undead River, who wanted to say something, was blocked by the shoji door to communicate.

Izumo opened the closet, plunged into the neatly folded quilt, took a deep breath, and sure enough, it was full of bravery, rolled over while holding it, and fell out of the closet with the quilt.

Undead Chuan, who was still standing outside the door thinking about whether to follow in, suddenly heard a violent impact, stopped thinking about it, and opened the door forcefully, only to step in with one foot, but the other foot couldn't step in anyway. "...what are you doing?"

The person rolling around on the tatami with the quilt in a ball raised his head, feeling displeased at being interrupted, "What I do has nothing to do with you, right? This is my room with Giyuu, you have to knock on the door before you come in. Obscure car."

Tiny fluctuations like water ripples oscillated in the air, and before he could react, Bushichuan was bitten by the collar of the back of his neck and thrown out of the door. He adjusted his posture in the air in time, exerted his toes, and slid out a long trail on the gravel. Track, finally stopped.

"This is your first move!"

Without hesitation, he drew out the Hilun Saber, and Immortal Chuan attacked Oboro who was guarding the door.

Before oboroche counterattacked, the shoji door was opened again, and Izumo stopped this premeditated battle in time, "Wait a minute, Yoya said that I am a gentle person now and will consider others, so I don't want to Well, Oboro shouldn't have thrown you out. Then, what did you do when you came in?"

The smile on his lips was too dazzling and defenseless, purely making Bushichuan very anxious, not to mention that if he reached out and didn't hit the smiling person, the other party would admit his mistake, so he couldn't continue to use this as an excuse to pester him.

"How can it be repaired!"

Not knowing who he was scolding, Bu Sichuan simply raised his knife and left.

Izumo couldn't understand his reaction, so he patted on Oboro's car casually, "Did you say I was gentle just now?"

Oboroche swallowed a mouthful of old blood welling up in his throat, and reluctantly gave an affirmative answer with a "chi chi chi", although it didn't know why the old master was so persistent in "tenderness" suddenly, but it was always right to agree.

Izumo also felt that his actions just now were very considerate. He stretched out his five fingers facing the sun. The glaring white light blurred the contours of his fingers and smudged them into a faint warm golden color.

The author has something to say:

happy valentine's day~

There’s nothing special about Valentine’s Day, I’ve been doing crafts with popsicle sticks all day today, the roof can’t be pushed down, and I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown [Ghost]

As for the Tengliao... don't worry about it, it's all private

In Demon Slayer Academy, people who are older than me, as well as women and children are very gentle, so I can't resist the tender and tender Izumo here o>_

Make up for yesterday, thank you Cibaba irrigation nutrient solution +1, okay~