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

In foreign countries far away, people will use "falling in love" to describe a person who is in love.

"Falling" is a word worth scrutinizing.

It is full of uncontrollable accidents, hidden unknowns and risks. It is a sudden thumping of the heart when one inadvertently steps on the air, and once it happens, the whole person must fall into it without reservation from head to toe, from body to heart. There is no possibility of retreating from the scorching hot feelings.

My ex-fiancé is not human, and when he was human, his haughty self-esteem would not allow himself to be carried away by frivolous feelings.

Obviously, he's not going to fall in love, and give him another 1000 years to make such a stupid mistake.

But when I woke up the next morning, the thin silver ring was still on my left ring finger.

I thought about what was going on, and thought there were two possibilities: During the three days that he disappeared, Gui Wu Tsuji might have fallen into some other river, or he might have been hit on the head by a strange lightning.

Considering that he is Mumai Tsuji, any change is worthy of vigilance. I observed carefully recently and finally found a few differences——

[-]. The oil painting on the wall has been changed.

[-]. The thick pile carpet in the living room has become a different pattern.

[-]. The porcelain for afternoon tea was changed, and the coffee table for the vase was changed from oak to walnut.

Variations like this abound.

My ex-fiancé is a fastidious perfectionist with a volatile personality and no tolerance for failure, but his recent behavior has been very confusing.

I have a reasonable suspicion that Mumai Tsuji may be building a nest.

He lived well in this mansion before, it might just be a trial period.Now that this residence has officially passed his rigorous inspection and met his unattainable expectations, he finally condescendingly decided to renovate this mansion and regard it as his official residence.

Of course, he won't bring twigs, broken leaves, and soil.Those brand-new furniture and expensive utensils were all carefully moved in by the servants in the mansion.

Onimai Tsuji has started to build a nest.

This is information worth reporting to Yuya Ubuyashiki.

My dealings with Mitsukoshi Department Store should not be too frequent, as frequent deliveries and returns can easily lead to risks.At this juncture, being able to reconnect is comforting enough.

The folded letters were hidden among the deliveries from Mitsukoshi Department Store, and each time the contents were very brief.

Obstetrician Yoya Shiki's condition has deteriorated to a very serious level, all replies are written by his wife.I summarized my recent situation and sent a small copy of the medicine by the way.

The subordinates and doctors who only appear at night—now that I think about it, these "characters" are all ghosts who play humans under the instruction of Onimai Tsuji.

During the amnesia period, my subconscious mind always reminded me to pay attention to "night". I was still vigilant at first, but then I was gradually distracted by other things somehow.

It took a few days before the reply from Yuya Ubuyashiki came, and this time the signer became Butterfly Shinobu.Miss Shinobu told me in the letter that the composition of this medicine is relatively complicated, she has now completed the analysis, and will start to develop the antidote next.

Half-closed and curtains divide the light and shadow in the room, and I sit on the wooden floor covered with thick carpets, surrounded by miscellaneous boxes with the Mitsukoshi department store name on them.

This is my cloakroom. It is a rare space in this mansion that belongs to me. Oni Wu Tsuji will not easily set foot here.

I picked up the pen, paused for a long time, and added a sentence at the end of the reply:

"...Aside from amnesia, are there other side effects?"

I have had a very difficult life recently. During the amnesia period, I dug too many holes for myself. I can't deviate from the previous life track. If the changes are too obvious, it will easily arouse the suspicion of Onimai Tsuji.

I can’t act like I’m having trouble falling asleep when I share the same bed every night – I’ve had a hard time convincing Wu that my frequent nightmares are cured and that if I get tossing and turning again, I might have to start drinking again That bad medicine.

I don't want to lose my memory again.

Before I leave——before I make sure that the servants in this mansion will not be dragged down by me and protected by the Ghost Slayer Squad—I must not make any mistakes.

Early autumn.

The transparent glass windows reflected the blue sky, and the maid stood respectfully at the door holding a colorful kimono.I looked at the kimono in her hand, and I was a little embarrassed, but she stayed in place like a very stubborn puppet.

Time passed bit by bit, and I couldn't even stare at each other. I could only look up at the ceiling, take a deep breath, and close my eyes as if I were dead:

"bring it on."

——The kimono that Onimai Tsuji gave me fits very well, and it is just the right size like the ring.

Holding on to the banister, I walked step by step down the steps that I never fell down.

The renovated living room looks a little different from before. The position of the vases and the material of the wooden table seem to be modified on the premise of retaining the skeleton in a strange parallel world.

Oni Wu Tsuji was sitting on the sofa reading a book, the curtains near him were naturally drawn, half of the quiet living room was bathed in the sunshine of early autumn, and the other half was immersed in absolute shadow.

I thought he'd pull the curtains all over.

The man sitting in the shadows looked up at me.

"……What's wrong?"

"……nothing."

Oni Wu Tsuji Muchan looked away.He picked up the foreign language book that came across the ocean again, looked at it a few times, and put it down again.

"Chaori." He didn't seem to intend to call my name out loud, but when he realized that he had spoken, his brows frowned, and then relaxed, with a calm and indifferent expression, "What are you still standing there for?"

To say that the invitation is the same as being harsh, it is Onimai Tsuji who is not at fault.

I drank my afternoon tea in silence.Afternoon tea is a foreign cultural custom, just like coffee, pens, and proposal rings, they are the latest and most fashionable things nowadays.

There was a small plate of persimmons on the beautiful coffee table, but I didn't move.

This morning, I didn't help him tie his tie with the excuse that I wouldn't, and I used up the number of rejections, and now I can only sit on the sofa with him.He read his book, and I stared at the sunlight falling on the carpet in front of my feet.

Oni Wu Tsuji was very satisfied with the ring he chose. He held my left hand, caressing the ring on my ring finger intentionally or unintentionally.

After a while, the soft sound of pages turning came from beside me.

I suspect that he is not concentrating on reading at all. If I ask him now, what are you reading?He definitely can't answer.

If he can't answer, he will be angry, angry that I dare to block him so that he can't speak.If he gets angry, maybe he will hang me aside, so I can have more alone time.

Thinking about it this way, it's actually a bit of a deal.

Just as I was about to turn this thought into action, the person sitting next to me held up my hand and casually kissed the root of my ring finger.

The cold and soft touch was fleeting, as if it was some kind of subconscious behavior. When I turned my head, what I saw was the extremely stiff expression of the pale and handsome man.

I read the expression on his face.

Onimai Tsuji was annoyed, or rather, he felt annoyed.

At this time, I should pass him a step, but why should I pass him a step?

"Why doesn't Mr. Jun Guo wear it?" I asked a related topic, although I already knew the answer to this question.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi didn't prepare a ring for himself.

I glanced at his left hand and asked knowingly, "Don't you like rings?"

He certainly didn't like wearing a ring, it would signify that he belonged to someone, and he'd always liked only one-way affiliation.

Oni Wu Tsuji stared at me, and I calmly began to count down in my heart, waiting for the cold anger to emerge from the red plum-colored eyes.Maybe this way we can sleep in separate rooms tonight.

"You want me to wear it?" There was no emotion in his voice.

"is it not OK?"

I tactfully reminded him that since he wanted to pretend to be a human being and play house games, he should do all the acting.

I raised my neck slightly, ready to accept the anger, but something incredible happened: Onimai Tsuji's anger subsided.

He tapped on the armrest of the sofa, neither agreeing nor refusing right away.The topic seemed to be over, and he stopped looking at me, and turned his attention back to the books printed in foreign languages.

We didn't sleep in separate rooms that day.

I can't understand what his purpose is more and more, but I still have to continue to play the self in the amnesia period, the self who foolishly believed that she was his fiancee.

At night, he pulled me into his arms and let me rest my head in the hollow of his neck.

Oni Wu Tsuji seems to be unaware of how hard and cold the embrace of an oni is to humans. He wraps me tightly like a snake. I remember that all non-poisonous snakes seem to do this—to use the body of their prey Hang and slowly suffocate.

During the period of amnesia, my bones may be relatively hard, and I am not afraid of being hanged at all, and I even have the leeway to reach out and hug him.

...Why should I dig myself so many holes, I thought in the dark.

I lay down for a long time, unable to pretend to be asleep, but Onimui Tsuji was no different, he insisted on refusing to pretend to be asleep.

I think he is deliberately trying to dissuade me, but I can't help it.

Raising my hand slightly, I hesitated for a while, and patted him lightly on the back.

When the sick and pale boy used to cough all night and couldn't sleep, I would pat him on the back to help him breathe.

His back is very thin, the outline of the spine is clearly visible when he bends over to cough, and the slender shoulder blades seem to protrude through the skin.I was always worried that he would cough up his lungs when he was coughing. Sometimes he dared not close his eyes all night, and the sticky blood spilled from between his fingers. It was the first time I saw someone who couldn’t even breathe. Full of broken pain.

At that time, I couldn't sleep.

Now I can't sleep either, but for very different reasons.

If that boy proposed to me 1000 years ago, I would be so happy that tears would fall, and I would tell him with tears of joy that I am willing, I am extremely willing.

But he didn't.

After recovering from illness, my fiancé did not marry me.

I know why he doesn't marry me. The marriage contract of 1000 years ago has long been invalidated in my heart.

"Please be patient for a while longer." Yoya Yashiki told me, "You can leave right away."

But I seem to be going wrong somewhere unforeseen.

The next night, I met an unexpected person in the drawing room.

"This is my business partner."

The light was warm yellow, and the night outside the window was pitch black. Oni Wu Tsuji smiled gently and introduced me to the figure standing beside him.

That person was very taciturn, and my ears were filled with silent buzzing, but I couldn't yell, let alone cry, and any abnormal behavior was not allowed, because Wu Mi's eyes were always glued to me like a substance .

The ground beneath me seemed to be spinning and tilting, crumbling and crumbling, but I held myself steady.

I will not fall.

"Meeting you for the first time." I stretched out my hand to my old friend from 400 years ago, and smiled the same as usual, "You can call me Chaori."

I thought Ghost Dance Tsuji would not let me meet Ji Guoyansheng who had become a black death Mou.

Sure enough, he was still suspicious.

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