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

I showed up too early, and the smiling female member hadn't come to work yet. Her colleague kindly told me that it wouldn't be too late to come back in the evening when the shift changed.

There was a change in the plan, so I came all the time, so I simply went around the entire department store from top to bottom, and before I left, I felt that it was not good to be empty-handed, so I bought a wooden comb.The back of the half-moon-shaped comb is painted with beautiful camellia flowers. The traditional craftsmanship is said to be traced back to the early Warring States period more than 400 years ago.

"...Why camellia?"

"Oh, you are really a very curious guest. Isn't it very common in the Warring States Period - a declining samurai family. As for this camellia, it is said to be a family crest handed down."

What a strange choice, actually using the dead head flower as a family crest.I don't know if the head of the family was too obsessed with the bushido of living to death, or saw through the impermanence of fate early, and predicted that the family would definitely decline in the age of vying for the throne.

I looked at the comb lying in the palm of my hand. The small half-moon-shaped wooden comb carried the unstoppable time of more than 400 years.

Generation after generation, what kind of mood is it that inherits Chunhua's family crest? As long as you think about it, a wonderful emotion will emerge in your heart.

"Asakusa—the next stop is Asakusa—passengers who want to get off the train, please prepare in advance." The conductor's voice came through the dingling sound.When I came back to my senses, many people in the car looked out the window in unison.

The tallest building in Tokyo: the [-]-story Lingyun Pavilion stands in the front left of the field of vision.

This scene is somehow familiar, as if I once took a tram, holding a thin suitcase, and came down to the lively and bustling streets of Asakusa surrounded by many people.

All kinds of voices swept in like a sea tide warmed by the sun in midsummer.

I subconsciously wanted to lift the box. There seemed to be something important in it that must not be left behind, but I was not surprised to find it empty.

Both sides of the bustling street are crowded with shops, and the colorful shops are dizzying.I didn't have any companions, and I didn't carry anything in my hand, so I brought a wallet—of course, Mr. Jun Guo's money—as for the half-moon-shaped wooden comb, I put it well in the skirt of my clothes.

I walked forward among the noisy crowd, pretending to look left, and looked right calmly, as if I knew exactly what I was doing here, and I almost walked two steps with my hands behind my back.

It is purely helpless to get off at Asakusa. I have already walked around on that tram twice. If I don’t find a time to get off, the conductor will look at me suspiciously. Send me to the police station.

For a person with no identity and no memory, the police station is a more difficult place than the hospital.

"This lovely lady, would you like a bowl of hot yam udon?"

I turned my head suspiciously, making sure they were talking to me.

"Yes, it's you." The young man with a cloth scarf on his head smiled warmly at me, "My yam mud udon is amazing, isn't it?"

His yam mud udon is really amazing.

I sat on a bench by the roof with a steaming round bowl in my hand, and took a sip of the soup.

A bowl of udon at a bustling street vendor tastes better than anything I've had at an expensive Western-style table.

I haven't had such an appetite for a long time.

Pedestrians come and go on the street, gentlemen wearing top hats are holding beautiful women on their arms, young students in uniforms are in groups, small children are holding hands by their parents, and running forward happily.

After the stomach became warmer, the whole person seemed to become warmer.

I put down the empty bowl, and the street in front of me suddenly parted, and a small opening was cut in the line of pedestrians. This opening continued to expand and spread towards me.

"Thief—!" It was a young woman's voice, "Catch the thief—!"

There were exclamations from the crowd, those who were wearing foreign clothes and those who were not, everyone began to dodge to both sides of the street, falling together like dominoes.

I also planned to hide to the side, but the crowd was diverting like the tide, I raised my eyes inadvertently, and in the slowed down time, I saw a figure that seemed to be drawn towards me by fate.

It was a young girl with round and bright eyes wide open, and her loose long hair was blown by the wind, and the ends of her hair were dyed with a warm and beautiful color like charcoal fire.

I froze in place - not that I didn't want to move, but that my body couldn't move.

boom--

The world suddenly turned upside down, and I was hit head-on.

"...God," the person who knocked me got up frantically, "Are you okay?"

My brain was buzzing, and time and sound slowed down. I stretched out my hand, realizing that the person in front of me didn't know me, and slowly put my hand down again.

She didn't notice my small movements, and helped me up from the ground in a panic.

"...I'm fine." I stood up, sprained my ankle, and fell back again.

Her expression suddenly became very annoyed: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

I kindly reminded her: "You are chasing a thief."

She suddenly realized, and turned to look around, but the crowd closed again, and the thief had long since disappeared.

"...Forget it." She hesitated for a moment, then sighed, and squatted down with my back on her back, "I'll send you to the doctor first."

She waited for a while, but before I got a response, she turned around in surprise: "What are you still doing there? Come up quickly?"

It looks like a girl who is about my height can carry me easily.

On the way back to the hospital with my back on her back, she kept chatting with me.

Ah Fu—she said that was her name—the family opened a medical clinic. Although there is no long history that can be traced back to the Warring States period, it has been open from the end of the Edo period to the present, and it has not even closed due to the war at the end of the Tokugawa period. , which is quite an achievement.

She was talking ramblingly, and was about to step into the house, when she remembered to ask me: "What's your name?"

The half-moon-shaped wooden comb was properly stored in my skirt. After thinking about it, I told her, "You can call me Ah Chun."

She smiled, her eyes crooked: "Your name is really nice, much better than mine."

I sat on the tatami mat. The so-called medical hall was a simple renovated townhouse, narrow and slender, full of the flavor of old Edo.Ah Fu rummaged through the pile of drawers, and put on a very serious expression when helping me set my bones: "If it hurts, just bear it."

Oddly enough, I am a person who can bear pain very well.

Ah Fu helped me straighten the misplaced bone, and there was a click, and the broken bone made a toothache sound, but I patronized and stared at her, waiting for her to stick the cool plaster on my face On the ankle, it was fixed with gauze, and when I looked up at me again, I realized that the most painful moment had passed.

The most painful moment is over.

I blinked, Ah Fu stared at me with concern, she raised her hand to touch my forehead: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." After I answered, I asked, "How did you get your name?"

"How else did it come about? My parents took it." She sighed helplessly, as if she had resigned herself to her fate. "This name was passed down from my great-grandmother, and I have no way of resisting it."

"Your great-grandmother?"

She pointed to the table casually: "Here, that's the one."

There is a photo frame on the wooden table that has been worn out by time.The photo frame is new, but the old photos inside have already turned yellow mottled.

"Hey, wait, you can't move yet."

I picked up the picture frame on the table.

Ah Fu's voice was still rambling: "My great-grandmother passed away before I was born, this clinic was opened by her and my great-great-grandmother many years ago, although they are not related by blood. Hey , my great-grandmother also had a hard life, she lived in places like Huajie when she was a child..."

A black and white photo of a woman in a kimono looking at the camera from the side.

"...Ogiko."

She looked at me gently and kindly.

The late summer wind passed through the small atrium, and the wind chimes under the eaves spun gently.

"Hey, how do you know my great-grandmother's name?" Ah Fu approached in disbelief.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

I held the photo in my hand and didn't answer.

"...Ah Chun, are you crying?"

I didn't answer.

The summer flowers in the courtyard died after three days, and I also stayed in the small clinic for three days.

Ah Fu really wanted to keep me, but I knew that once I stayed, I would never want to leave again, so I declined her kindness and told her that the shelter for the past few days was enough, and my injury was almost healed, and I would definitely do it when I was free. Will visit again.

On the last night before leaving, Ah Fu made clam rice with sweet soy sauce and miso soup.When we go to bed at night, we will be laid together in a bunk, chatting until very late, until the eyes are almost too sleepy to open, and Ah Fu will take the lead in falling asleep.

Before she fell asleep completely, I asked her slowly: "Ah Fu, do you have someone you like?"

She frowned and muttered, "I'm busy revitalizing the clinic, so I don't have time to fall in love."

I am relieved.

She fell asleep with her eyelids closed and looked peaceful, exactly the same as Dizi when she was a child.

I stretched out my hand from under the quilt, carefully, for fear of disturbing her sleep, and gently touched the ends of her soft hair.

A color as warm as coals in the dark.

I didn't sleep in the dark, and I don't remember closing my eyes.A faint blue mist appeared on the horizon of dawn, and the world was still shrouded in silent shadows. I got up quietly, and put the half-moon-shaped comb on the table before leaving the medical hall.

The gift from the deceased is the most suitable gift for the deceased.

I came to the empty street, the thin moon sank to the horizon, and the night before dawn was making the last stay.I walked in an empty world, and I couldn't say I was in a relaxed mood, but I was very calm.

If I hadn't been stopped, I thought, I might have walked all the way to the beach to see the earliest sunrise.

"Asahi." Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi didn't look as angry as I imagined.But yes, we are all people who disappear without saying a word.

My ex-fiancé stood on the road I had to pass with a cold expression, elegant and expensive in a suit and leather shoes.

It took him three days to come to me, and it would have been better if he had just disappeared without me, but he showed up anyway, and I didn't know how to react.

"What's this?" I didn't realize that he was holding a small square box in his hand until he spoke again.

Oh, so that's why he wasn't so angry.

I looked at the expression on his face, and felt that the maid probably handed it to him directly, without explaining that I had officially given this gift to someone else.

"What?" I decided to play dumb.

If he had opened the box—he must have, or he wouldn't have asked me—he would have found a tie.

I did a lot of stupid things when I lost my memory, and I don't plan to think about it for the time being, but Oni Wu Tsuji, it's obvious that he's obsessed with that boring question.

"what is this?"

He may rarely repeat the question, repeating the same sentence a second time.

The red plum-colored pupils locked on me tightly, and I had to look at him: "Is this important?"

What has he been doing these three days?

He clenched his jaw and his face was a little gloomy.

"Give me your hand." He said in a commanding tone.

Oni Wu Tsuji doesn't know that I have recovered my memory, and I can't let him know this fact.

I held up a finger, undecided, but his patience seemed very limited.He took my hand and put the cool thin metal on my left ring finger.

At that moment, all the blood in my body froze.

I looked up at him in disbelief, but he hid his emotions very well for the first time, and he still looked arrogant and cold.

"This is a gift in return." He casually reminded me with red plum-colored eyes drooping slightly.

"You are my fiancee."

The author has something to say: it is a marriage proposal【x

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