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

I seem to be running for a long time.

Everyone told me - run, don't look back.Regardless of the fact that I am already a thousand years old.

Young people these days are really inconsiderate.

I'm old, too old, I've lived too long, and the person who will carry me is gone.

But for some reason, someone grabbed my hand and ran with me.

The wind was blowing, the will seemed to be out of the body, and the snowflakes falling all over the sky brushed over the cheeks, and for a moment they looked like soft and cold Dihua.

I opened my mouth.

But no sound came out.

So I swallowed my voice back, and the name that existed hundreds of years ago was swallowed back into my stomach.

Passing through the invisible wall, it seems to suddenly dive into the water.When subconsciously holding his breath, the person has emerged from the other end of the water again.

The cold snowflakes were blowing on the face with the wind, and an ordinary-looking bungalow stood in front of my eyes, and the entrance hall was lit with warm yellow lights.

"Come in quickly."

The pale-skinned boy frowned impatiently. He guarded the door very vigilantly, and almost immediately closed the door tightly the moment I stepped across the threshold.

It's warm inside.

The Japanese-Western eclectic architecture is based on warm colors. Thick velvet curtains block the view outside the glass windows. The charcoal fire burns silently in the fireplace, withered ashes peeling off like petals.

Time stood still at the moment when the owner of this house left, there was no rust-like smell of blood in the air, nor was there a cold breath so cold that it could almost penetrate one's heart.

"Are you okay?" A gentle female voice sounded beside her.

I turned my head, and Zhu Shi looked at me quietly, her eyes were a very beautiful color, the same as that boy's, they were all light misty violets.

She looked at me for a while, her gentle and focused gaze was not annoying, but she quickly lowered her gaze when she realized that she had stayed there for too long.

"Feel sorry."

"……What's wrong?"

Zhu Shi hesitated for a while, then sighed softly.

"so similar."

I came back to my senses: "You recognize me?"

"...The ghost who possesses Oni Wu Tsuji's blood will occasionally peep into his memory." Zhu Shi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Before I escaped from his control, I saw you in his memory by accident."

I don't know what to say.

I looked at the charcoal fire in the fireplace, and the golden thread of fire was looming in the cracked charcoal.

"It's a troublesome face indeed."

Because I was afraid of bringing disaster to those around me, I left my family in this life and came to Tokyo alone.

I remember where the down-and-out little clinic was, and I know where Dizi’s blood is scattered in this world, but I didn’t try to find it, and I didn’t return to the place that used to be home for me. .

Even if it's just for one more look.

Seeing it again with my own eyes proves that Dizi's face once existed in the world.

I continued to endure desperately, telling myself that I must never be willful.

Obviously I have worked so hard, but there are still innocent people implicated by me.

Obviously, I no longer want to see someone die because of me.

I do not understand.

I don't understand why Oni Wu Tsuji is so sure about who I am.

"I don't understand," I heard myself say, "why fixate on such a boring face?"

It would be a lie to say that I hadn't considered cutting my face with a knife.

But—why?

I was living my life well, my life—everything that belongs to me, why should I make way for Ghost Mai Tsuji?

Am I going to slit my face because I might be recognized by him?

I do not.

I made up my mind and took a gamble thinking it would be a big deal.But I failed.The price of failure is the lives of others.

Zhu Shi was stunned for a long time, then suddenly asked me softly: "Don't you understand?"

She seemed to be aware of a certain possibility. After a brief absence, she stared at me unblinkingly, and unconsciously leaned forward slightly: "Have you really, never thought about why?"

I looked at her for a moment, and she seemed to see some kind of answer from my face, and her gentle and quiet face changed. Zhu Shi chuckled, and her voice sounded a little happy. She shook her head and told me :

"It's not safe for you here."

After a pause, she told me again: "If you don't understand, don't think about it."

"Master Zhu Shi!!" The young man couldn't bear it anymore, he stood behind Zhu Shi for so long, and finally couldn't help raising his voice at this moment, "The danger this woman will bring is too troublesome, I don't intend to prevent you from repaying the kindness of the past, But even if it is to repay the favor, the life of Lord Zhu Shi should be the highest priority..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

The voice suddenly cut off, and the boy's attention seemed to be briefly shifted to other places outside the mansion.

The frozen expression gradually became irritable, and the boy shouted, "Isn't it true?" When facing Zhu Shi, the volume immediately fell back to the normal range.

"It's a human from the Ghost Killing Squad." He said calmly, "Someone was injured."

Zhu Shi slightly frowned.

"Yushiro."

The boy whose name was called froze, but Zhu Shi's eyes on him seemed to have some incredible power, he clicked his tongue softly, turned around reluctantly and walked out of the house.

I looked out of the window which was covered by thick cloth curtains.

"Is there any place that is safe enough?"

From the moment I was identified, I had no other options or retreats.

Zhu Shi hesitated to speak, seemed to want to comfort me but could not speak.

I felt something lightly rubbing against my leg, looked down, and met a three-colored cat.

The cat appeared quietly, squatting obediently and looking at me, its tail wagging slightly from side to side.

Zhu Shi showed a gentle smile: "Its name is Cha Cha Wan."

She stretched out her hand, and the three-flowered cat leaned forward very actively, with its tail raised high, expressing its joy reservedly.

"Have you ever raised a cat?" Zhu Shi asked me with a smile.

"..." I was about to say something. "Get out of the way—!" Yushirou's figure appeared at the door, and at the same time, there was a strong smell of blood rushing in with the cold air.

The young man from the purgatory family seemed to have been poisoned by some kind of terrible poison. The festering wound was bloody and bloody, and the dark red blood stained his golden hair. He half-closed his eyes and was almost about to lose consciousness. He was supported by members of the Ghost Killing Squad. It didn't fall down.

"It's really embarrassing..." He panted, and seemed to want to show the same smile as usual, but the team member who supported him looked like he was about to cry.

Yushiro didn't complain loudly anymore, he quickly brought the medical kit, along with injections I hadn't seen before.

Zhu Shi's expression turned serious.

She took off the needle cap, and the team member showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"what is this?"

"The antidote." Zhu Shi said very calmly, "Although it is still in the experimental stage, this is the only way to deal with the poison on Kiwu Tsuji's body."

She looked at the young man whose clothes were stained red with blood.

"What's your name?"

The young man's eyes became extremely bright in an instant.He subconsciously wanted to puff out his chest.

"Purgatory Xingjurou." As a dying person, his voice was unbelievably loud, "I am Yan Zhu of the Ghost Killing Squad, Purgatory Xingjurou."

Zhu Shi paused.

"Then, Mr. Purgatory Xingshoulang, are you willing to believe me?"

"I still have unfulfilled responsibilities."

The young man's eyes didn't waver in the slightest: "I can't die here yet."

I saw that there seemed to be a very shallow smile on Zhu Shi's face, but for some reason, the voices that expelled Ji Guoyuan from the Ghost Slayer Team hundreds of years ago sounded in my mind.

--"traitor!!"

--"traitor!!"

The poison subsided.

The pendulum in the living room silently records the slow passage of time, and the coal fire in the fireplace crackles softly.

Purgatory Xingshoulang's complexion has improved a lot. Although the bloody wound is still quite scary, after dressing the wound, this man leaned on the hospital bed, and he still had the leisure to ask me:

"Are you okay? Is there any injury?"

He half-closed his eyes, and smiled sincerely and heartily, not at all like a person who just walked around the gate of hell.

Subconsciously, I reached out and touched his forehead.

Because that face was so similar, when I took back my hand after checking the other person's body temperature, I realized that it seemed a little rude to do so.

"Thank you!" he said loudly.

I felt a question mark in my head: "Why thank you?"

"Thank you for your concern!" Purgatory Xingshoulang said in a trembling voice, "It's really embarrassing to have completely lost combat power!"

He seemed to have a tendency to continue to review, I couldn't help but reached out and stroked his hair.

The young man calmed down, with a rare expression of surprise on his face.

It looks more and more like an owl.

The eyebrows are also in the shape of a swallow's tail.

"You are very much like your ancestors." I couldn't help but tell him.

Purgatory Xingshoulang looked at me for a while, then suddenly asked, "What kind of person is that swordsman who started breathing?"

"..." I slowly withdrew my hand, "Yaoya Miyashiki told you everything?"

"It's just a part." The young man was very frank.

"Including the fact that the current Ghost Killing Team may not be able to defeat Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi, the lord also told me."

"Then why..."

"I'm really not reconciled, but I have to do my best to get out of the battle!" Purgatory Xingshourou said loudly, "Even if I spend my whole life, I might not be able to defeat such a terrifying enemy! But—"

"Even if I die because of this, I can still leave valuable experience for future generations." He smiled, "With the accumulated experience, one day, someone will realize the long-cherished wish of the Ghost Slayer Squad."

"..."

I was stunned for a long time.

"So I want to know," the young man looked at me with piercing eyes, "what kind of person is that swordsman who started breathing?"

I hear myself say:

"He is tall."

I stretched out my hand and compared it.

When standing side by side with me, I need to raise my head slightly to meet his eyes.

"He was very popular with children and very gentle."

The children of the village lined up for him to hold him high.

"Never get angry, and don't know how to refuse other people's inexplicable requests."

——"Will it be heavy?"

- "No. Not heavy at all."

"He is very good at chopping wood, but he is terrible at playing the flute."

The flute, which was incomplete from the beginning, failed to produce beautiful notes in the end.

No matter how many times the sound was blown, the waiting person failed to appear in the end.

What happened afterwards?

What happened to that man after I passed away?

"...I'm sorry." I couldn't go on.

The heart hurts a little, but only a little.

"Thank you." I smiled and said to Purgatory Xingshourou, "It's been a long time since anyone asked me about him, I'm very happy."

So many memories, all of them are here.

I cover my heart.

All, always here.

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The plot of Boss Scraps is moved to the next chapter

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