[Demon Slayer: Blade] The fiancé is always incompetent and furious

My fiancé probably ate people - I don't have exact memory of when I first noticed this.

During that time, he was no longer in bed all day, and he no longer needed my careful attention.After the missing doctor was forgotten by the world, it seemed that there was no need for me to continue to exist in Nuo Da's mansion.

The maids who were hiding behind the curtain whispered:

There is no need to keep that engagement now, why is she still here?

Why is she still here?

Every object, every person, and everything in this mansion has a clear division of labor and a clear purpose of existence.

My fiancé and I have never given waka to each other, nor are we in love with each other. The marriage contract between me and him is based on his illness. I will be selected not because I am outstanding, but simply because I am healthy, No disease, that's all.

Those who are tied to me because of the marriage covenant will be healed like a god, and will be eligible to enter and leave the forbidden area again.

I sat alone in the empty dormitory, looking at the sky reflected in the pool water, thinking silently, would it be today?Will he tell me when he comes back today?

—that engagement is no longer necessary.

——So your existence is unnecessary.

Where am I going next?

A monastery on a mountain?A shrine by the river?

Maybe I will turn into those monsters in the myth, and run into the forest with my face covered and never come back.

Maybe I'll grow ugly horns and ugly fangs from my mouth.The sinful karma I committed will turn into the most terrible fire, and my bones will be burned to ashes, and will be scattered by the righteous people to the bottom of the dark abyss without a ray of light.

If that's the way to wash away the guilt—if that's the way to restore my fiancé to normal—

The first tinge of blood was faint.

My fiancé returned to the mansion later and later. I helped him change out of his cumbersome court attire, untied the belt around his waist, and removed the layers of clothes.Those luxurious and heavy cloths fell into my hands, and the room was filled with incense.Although the traces are extremely shallow, what remains on my fiancé's clothes is clearly the smell of blood.

I was holding those clothes in a daze.

"what happened?"

Mei Hong's pupils glanced down slightly, and my fiancé asked me this condescendingly.

He stood there in unlined clothes, with curly and thick black hair scattered on his shoulders. His condition had already improved, but his face was still pale, and his red plum-colored pupils were illuminated by the candlelight, so beautiful that it was almost demonic.

I would not mistake the smell of blood.

He wiped off the blood stains on the wooden floor with his own hands, and hid the corpse with a broken neck in a bag.In my whole life, I will never mistake the fishy sweetness with the smell of rust.

--"What's wrong?"

Snowing.

The trams were out of service, and lonely street lights were shining on both sides of the street.Tiny snowdrops fall from the end of the darkness, long and silent, like fireflies on a summer night, falling in the wrong direction in the wrong season.

The bridge across the Sumida River has long changed its appearance, and the carved bridge lights cast a yellowish halo on the cold and dark river, like a moon drowning in water.

Ghost Mai Tsuji asked me: "What are you thinking?"

I didn't realize at first that he was talking to me.

He never asked me that question, and I didn't know how to answer it.

The cold snowflakes fell on my cheeks, I raised my head, and before I blinked, those unformed things had already melted, leaving no trace.

The reality is so ridiculous that I even want to laugh a little.

"I want to go to medical school."

"why?"

Wu Mi asked me patiently, playing his gentle and refined role.

"No reason," I told him, "this wish is useless now."

From the start, it was useless.

——How many people can I save to make up for the sins that kept him alive?

When everyone thought my fiancé would die, only I never gave up.

When everyone thought everything was getting better, only I noticed the smell of blood left on his clothes.

"You seem to be very worried about that...Mr. Matsumoto." Wu Mi tilted his head slightly, and his tone was rather casual.

This topic has gone on too long and is meaningless.

"Yes, I'm worried." I hope nothing happened to Matsumoto-san.I can't even say such words against my will to whitewash peace.

I didn't even ask how he knew who the guy who asked me out was.

The dark river sleeps at the bottom of the bridge, and light snow falls from the night sky towards the earth.I suddenly didn't want to pretend, those boring polite words, boring smiles, I suddenly didn't want to continue anymore.

This kind of willful impulse is very dangerous, and it is extremely irresponsible to Yuya Ubuyashiki——to everyone on the Demon Slayer Squad.

Onimai Tsuji has multiple hearts and brains, even if his neck is cut off, he will not die immediately.He can mimic the appearance of other creatures, blend perfectly among the crowd, and finally be caught after 400 years. I can't let everyone's efforts go to waste just because I am alone.

I need to find a weakness in Onimai Tsuji Musai other than sunlight, even though that may not exist.

I don't know how suspicious he is of my identity now, but I need him to maintain this suspicion, so that he will continue to appear, so that Yashiki Yaoya can grasp his whereabouts.

So I asked him to take me all the way to the door of the machiya house.I live in a south-facing room on the third floor. The landlord is probably already asleep at this time, and there is no shadow of any light on the dark first floor.

"Just come here." I stopped, "You don't need to see me off."

The railroad tracks of the tram stretched into the distance, the domed western-style buildings stood silently in the snow, and the dimly lit street lamps lowered their heads.I looked at Onimui Tsuji, and told him very calmly, "Please go back."

He has frequently appeared in cafes recently and has attracted the attention of people around him.I don't think he'll give up his human disguise so easily, but I can't understand his recent behavior.

Fine white snowflakes fell on the raven-black hair, Onimai Tsuji stood there looking at me for a while, and suddenly showed a strange, spine-chilling smile.

He whispered to me, "Are you sure?"

"Your wife is still waiting for you at home." I reminded him.

He should play his part well.

"... I heard that the security situation is not very good recently." The handsome man said gently, "At least, please let me watch you enter the house."

Reason tells me I shouldn't speak, but the human repulsion of death instinct - that brake-like thing - that belongs to me ceased to function long ago.

"What do you mean?"

"listen."

I didn't hear anything at first.

The night was silent, and the snowflakes fell silently.My gut told me something was wrong, but I couldn't find the source of the danger until I heard the sound of dripping water.

In the unlit machiya house, unlike the crisp sound of water dripping into the sink, the condensed liquid dripped onto the cold wooden floor with a patter.

After being captured, the faint sound continued to amplify in the dark silence.

pat-

The viscous liquid slowly condensed, dragged by its own weight, and fell from a height to the ground.

pat-

The creepy sound was repeated continuously, as if drops of water were constantly dripping.

I suddenly knew what the source of the sound was.

I turned around and ran to the entrance, and pulled open the wooden door. There was no light in the dark corridor. I ran up the stairs, and within a few steps, I tripped over something and knocked my knees on the steps. I subconsciously He stretched out his hand and touched the blood on his hand when he supported the steps.

Blood on one hand.

The blood dripping down the steps came from a severed limb that had been gnawed so hard that it couldn't be seen.

The movement from the second floor gradually became clear. It was the sound of some creature eating.

I sat motionless on the stairs, as if I had been sitting for a long time, as if I was just stunned for a moment, I took off the hairpin that tied my hair, and stood up without saying a word.

The viscous sound of chewing flesh and bones, the sound of teeth grinding when tearing tendons and bones, these are all familiar to me, and used to be the sound of every part of my nightmare.

The partition is half open in the Japanese room, and the person in the room has been dead for a long time, and this morning he still said goodbye to me, Mr. Landlord, with only half of his face still attached to his neck.

The ghost didn't seem to notice my existence, and continued to gnaw on the bloody part.

"Unfortunately, we seem to be late." A gentle and deep voice came from behind, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi held my hand holding the hairpin, and naturally wrapped me in his arms.

His chest was harder and colder than a snow-covered rock.

"Don't be afraid."

The voice suppressed a distorted smile.

The ghost who was still eating stopped the moment Kiwu Tsuji appeared.

The world seemed to be paused. The ghost lowered its head, stuck to the ground motionless, and its trembling body seemed to be trembling uncontrollably.

Wu Mi smiled lightly and said:

"You don't look like you're scared at all, though."

The strength of holding my wrist was so strong that my wrist bones ached, as if the misaligned bones were creaking.

"why?"

Veins appeared on the back of his pale hands. He seemed to be enduring something, and his gentle smile showed signs of rupture.

"For ordinary people, seeing such a scene for the first time, it is impossible to maintain absolute rationality."

"……I do not know what you're talking about."

I found myself uncannily calm.

"Aren't you trying to contact your crow?"

I suddenly broke away from his hand and took a few steps back towards the window.

"Do you really think that you and Ubuyashiki's clumsy acting skills can hide from my eyes?" Wu Mi sneered, and finally tore away the gentle camouflage.

"It's been 400 years," he said, "The internal communication methods of the Ghost Slayer Squad have not changed."

"The one who lives in the West Garden seems to be a little out of order. The maid saw her talking to the empty courtyard several times."

"I'll give you a chance to confess." Wuyou stretched out his hand, as if giving me the greatest gift and tolerance he could, "Tell me, who are you?"

——"Aren't you going to ask me who I am?"

The courtyard is paved with fine white sandstone, and the sunlight is isolated from the bamboo curtain.

who are you?

People who meet for the first time seem to ask each other's name so politely.But the first time my ex-fiancé spoke to me, he asked neither my name nor my family or where I lived.

The plum-colored pupils did not stay on my face, the boy looked away and replied unhurriedly:

——"I can probably guess."

"..."

I closed my eyes: "I'm not facing the sun anymore."

"This is not the answer I want." Wu Mi said softly, in the darkness, his eyes were blood-red, "I will give you one last chance."

"Wu Mi." I told him, "I'm not looking good anymore."

Something is cracked.

With a click, the cracks that could not be healed were split open.

I heard someone yelling: "Get down!!" The next moment, the window shattered, and the night wind swept in with flying snowflakes. I narrowly avoided the broken glass at the last moment. , When he came back to his senses, half of the room had been cut off by the terrible attack. The scarred young man temporarily blocked Wu Mi's pace, his golden hair was dyed vermilion, his posture during the battle was like a burning flame, and his sword skills were indomitable. It is as bright and dazzling as flowing fire.

The familiar face overlapped with the old person from 400 years ago. I was in a trance for a moment, but I soon woke up.

"Let's go!!" Yan Zhu from the Ghost Killing Squad yelled at me.

I have too many questions, too much to say.

What about the other columns?Are they caught up in unexpected events?

What will happen to Yoya Ubuyashiki's plan now?

The ghost killing team has not mastered the method of killing Wu Mi for the time being, how will this battle proceed?

I want to say that Wu Mi cannot be stopped by one person.

because--

because--

Yuanyi is no longer there.

But the young man looked back at me.

Can trust really be built in an instant?I am not sure.

I quickly ran to the window that no longer existed, and when I jumped down from the second floor, the killing intent on Wu Mi's body suddenly surged wildly.

"Don't even think about it——!!!!" The whole machiya seemed to collapse with that terrible blow.

— cannot escape.

The instant the intuition flashed, an extremely strong fishy sweetness suddenly filled the air.

On a snowy night, a woman in a dark purple kimono stood quietly at the entrance of the alley. Bright red blood kept gushing from the wound on her arm. smile.

She parted her vermilion lips lightly, and her gentle voice was like cherry blossoms blooming on branches in spring: "Blood Ghost Art·Blood Confusion."

I jumped from the second floor to the ground, and the boy beside her was impatient. He pasted the talisman paper with strange patterns on my forehead, and almost dragged me away.

"Damn it! If Lord Zhu Shi is put in danger because of you, I will never go around you!!"

Pearl World.

The name brought me back to my senses.

What will happen to the defected ghost if Wu Mi is caught, presumably the other party knows better than me, but she still chose to expose her existence at this moment without hesitation.

As if seeing through my thoughts, Zhu Shi looked at me tenderly: "That person is kind to me."

——400 years ago, Ji Guoyuan let go of the ghosts around Wu Mi.

... I haven't heard anyone mention Yuanyi for a long time.

really weird.He obviously didn't even mention his name directly, but a scalding heat suddenly welled up in his eyes.

"It's been so long." She said softly, "It's finally my turn to repay this kindness."

The author has something to say: Zhu Shi, I am too cute [Okay, you can do anything]

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