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

How will I die in this life—I don’t know when, I no longer think about this issue.

Death from falling from high altitude, death from intraperitoneal hemorrhage, death from spinal fracture, no matter what the process is, there is only one ending in the end.

I looked at the thousands of lights floating in the dark city, waiting for the hand on my neck to break my neck bone and unscrew my head—I have fully proved that I am worthless, so I just need to wait.

I was full of patience, Kimai Tsuji was on the verge of losing his mind with rage, I was almost sure, but death did not come as expected.

He always doesn't cooperate with me, no matter what it is.

Onimai Tsuji's wish is more difficult than anything.

As a human being, he wandered on the verge of death countless times. After becoming a ghost, even though there might not be a blue Bana flower in this world, he still stubbornly pursued it for thousands of years by any means.

Maybe I should have thought earlier that he deliberately threw me into the infinite city in order to maintain my identity in the human world.

He didn't want to tear away all the pretense yet, and whatever his plans were, he wasn't about to abandon the life he'd worked so hard to build up there.

Losing my memory and being able to cooperate with him seems to be an indispensable part of this plan.

This time I regained my memory, and his plan failed.

But it doesn't matter, he can start over many times, he can try again and again until he gets what he wants.

He always does.

The only thing he didn't know was that I had taken the antidote.

Miss Shinobi told me that it would take some time to develop the antidote, and I said that the semi-finished product is fine, please send it to me first, and I am willing to take the risk.

I bet right.

When I woke up again after losing consciousness, what I saw was the familiar bedroom. I thought I would never return to this mansion again, but the reality was contrary to my expectations, and everything seemed to be back to the original point.

The original plan of Ghost Mai Tsuji Mucan was probably to recall my memory to the day when I stumbled and fell from the tree.The quarrel hasn't happened yet, the cold war hasn't happened yet, he hasn't disappeared for three days, and I haven't run away from the mansion.

Just like the day I woke up from the hospital, he asked me in a gentle voice with a handsome and refined face:

"Are you okay, Asahi?"

The red plum-colored pupils stared at me intently.

I thought, good, great.

"...a little dizzy."

The moment the cold pale hand touched my cheek, I tensed my shoulders and did not allow myself to back away.

"Don't worry me anymore, Zhao Ri." Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi lowered his eyes to cover his eyes, he held my face, and gently kissed my hair, and said in a low voice Unclear dumbness.

"You can't have an accident."

He's gotten better at pretending.

me too.

The days of competing in acting skills lasted for a while, and I racked my brains to think about how to restore contact with the obstetrician. Onimai Tsuji had a suspicious personality. He didn’t know why I recovered my memory before, and the idlers couldn’t get close to the mansion now. , I naturally couldn't receive any news from Mitsukoshi Department Store.

As for Ghost Mai Tsuji, he didn't even go out at night recently.

Oni Wu Tsuji has a lot of subordinates, he is not the type to do everything by himself, even if the ghost hunter keeps causing trouble for him, he can directly throw the stall to Twelve Ghost Moon.

I seem to be at a dead end.

When the maple trees in the courtyard seeped into the colors of the setting sun, and the wind blowing the curtains caught the coolness of autumn, Kimai Tsuji told me that we were going to a photo studio tomorrow.

Go to the photo studio to take our wedding photos.

I don't have the exact memory of how things like wedding photos became popular.In that ever-changing era, everything is changing: the city is changing, people are changing, the visible and the invisible are all swept into the bottom of the water by the torrent of the times.

And what am I?

Staying in the long river of time for too long, I may be the stubborn sand and stone at the bottom of the water, or the aquatic plants growing in the crevices.

I looked at the stranger in the mirror, and the maids surrounded me, wrapping me layer by layer in the cumbersome kimono amidst the rustling sounds. The black sleeves were embroidered with gold leaf, as beautiful as A cage that makes one breathless.

They pulled up my long hair, drew my eyebrows, applied lip gloss, and painted my bridal makeup.

Taking wedding photos is the first step, followed by a formal wedding.What about after the official wedding?

... No, there will be no formal wedding.

I folded my hands together and held a small bamboo dragonfly. The dragonfly's wings were folded in half, and it lay quietly in my palm.

"……lady?"

"lady?"

There was a small voice in my ear, and the people around me were reminding me: "It's time."

time to go.

I carefully put the bamboo dragonfly with broken wings back into the storage box. The exquisite box is full of things that have finally been returned to me, and I will never take them away again.

With a soft click, the shade falls and I close the lid.

Oni Wu Tsuji was waiting for me at the top of the stairs.

I knew from a long time ago that he had a good skin: dark curly hair, bright red pupils, and handsome and elegant facial features. When smiling, he has the charm that makes anyone in the world fascinated by him.

The dragging skirt and long sleeves made it difficult to move, and he took my hand, like a gentle and considerate husband would do.

He seemed delighted when I told him I wanted to do two sets of wedding photos.This happy mood has continued until now. On the way to the photo studio, his amiable expression seemed a little more real.

"Your hair should not be messy, it was combed with great difficulty." I avoided his hand slightly, but he seemed to want to touch not only my hair, but also my cheeks, the tip of my nose, my lips, and even touch me The soft eyelids finally had no choice but to hold my hand tighter and let me lean against him.

"Zhao Ri." He called me in a low voice, making a sound from deep in his throat.

Then called again.

I looked up at him, but I didn't say anything.

During the Taisho period, it was popular for the groom to wear a suit when he got married.I looked away, pretending my gaze wasn't on the tie around his collar.

The photo studio is located on one of the busiest streets in central Tokyo.

Stepping into the hall, everything has already been arranged.

There is a gorgeous red carpet in the corner of the photography, and a golden lacquered screen with white cranes in the background is erected in the background.The photographer asked me to sit on the mahogany chair in the middle, and the groom in a black suit stood beside me, putting his hand on the back of the chair behind my shoulder.

"Very good, very good." The photographer kept admiring.

The white lights exploded and shattered before my eyes like fireworks on a summer night.

"Sir, please look into the camera."

"Camera, sir, please look at the camera."

Click, click, and snowflakes danced and fell in front of my eyes.

"Look this way, please. Fine, don't move."

The time to take a picture is not long, for 1000 years, it is almost the blink of an eye.

"Thank you." The photographer temporarily put away the camera, "Is there another set to be taken next?"

I finally stood up: "Yes."

It takes a lot of time to replace the black furisode and put on the colored gown.I looked back at Onimi Tsuji: "Would you like to rest on the sofa for a while?"

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but I had been behaving perfectly to his liking all this time.

He didn't say no.

There is a hidden space for customers to change clothes in the photo studio. The female staff member with a gentle expression closed the door, and the moment she turned around, I raised my hand and knocked her out.

I tore off my belt, took off my heavy sleeves, threw away my rattling hairpins, and changed into clothes that made it easier to move.

Three steps and two steps, I came to the window sill and pushed the window open.

The cool autumn night breeze blows in, and the streets of Tokyo are blurred into a sea of ​​lights not far away.

I stepped on the window sill and jumped into the vast night.

The floor where the photo studio is located is not high. After a short period of weightlessness, I returned to the ground again. When I landed, I felt a small and sharp pain in my ankle. I ignored it and got up and ran towards the bustling main road.

The lively and ordinary voices came surging like sea waves, and I staggered and ran far, far away among the crowd, not daring to stop and unable to look back.The pedestrian who was accidentally hit by me exclaimed, frowning and casting dissatisfied eyes at me.I crossed the streets lined with shops and crossed the tram tracks, and the conductor leaned out and scolded me for my reckless behavior, even the aggressive voice was so pleasant.

I feel that my body is so light, so light that I am about to fly.

Reality melted in the wind, the lights in the night stretched into a river, the world around me was retreating rapidly, my heart was pounding in my chest, and my ribs ached, as if I was alive again.

Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi may be mad at me, maybe he is already mad at me.

But this is the most bustling and noisy urban area in Tokyo, and he couldn't blatantly expose the existence of ghosts.

This is my chance.

This might be my only chance.

After running far enough, I gradually slowed down, calmed down my shortness of breath, and merged into the crowd like ordinary pedestrians.This seems to be an area near Nihonbashi, so Tokyo Station should not be far from me.

Will there be trains at this time?I can't stay in Tokyo.

While thinking this way, a hand suddenly stretched out from the alley next to it——

"...!"

"Miss Ah Chao," the man covered my mouth and lowered his voice eagerly, "please keep quiet."

I have not heard this voice.

In the dark alley, the world is quiet.

I turned around, and it was a young boy who pulled me into the alley. His clear pupils were a bright and warm color, shining slightly like coals in the dimly lit environment.

"The situation is special, please forgive my impoliteness" The young man briefly explained the situation, indicating that he is a member of the Ghost Killing Squad.

"The smell of ghosts is everywhere in this city now." Tanjiro Kamado told me, "You can't go to the train station, it's too dangerous."

I stared blankly at him.

"Quick, come with me."

Seeing me standing there, he held my hand anxiously.

--how did you find me?How do you know who I am?

I tried to speak, but no sound came out.

The boy's hands were very warm, and he led me through the streets and alleys, while the whistling night wind blew the Ichimatsu-patterned feathers.

"Tanjiro." I finally found my voice and checked again and again, "Is your name Tanjiro?"

I think we are on the run now.

But all of that suddenly didn't matter.

The boy looked back at me.As he looked back, the flower earrings with the sun wheel pattern swayed slightly.

"A Chao."

All of that suddenly didn't matter.

The author has something to say: Asahi: What exactly does he want to do? ?

Wu Mi: I just want to get married.jpg

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