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

Things suddenly became troublesome.

Because Muyou, the ancestor of the ghost, was reborn in the body of the Heian era, I had to terminate the original plan and urgently recall Hachibei, telling him that he no longer needs to find people or collect herbs. I have asked him about it in the past few years. He will also forget all the news.

From today onwards, we will lose our memory together.

doctor?What doctor, I don't know.

herbs?What kind of herbal medicine, I have never heard of it.

It was Yin time when Gui Wu Tsuji woke up, and when dawn was still sleeping in the dark, the whole mansion was awakened by the movement from the sleeping hall, and the lights became brightly lit again.

It didn't take long for a piece of news to spread to every corner along with the candles that lit up one after another: Wu Mi, who woke up from a coma, seemed to be in a coma, and was looking for his fiancée who didn't exist.

The servants were terrified. I slipped out of the dormitory through the chaos. No one noticed that I was leaving. When I found Hachibei, he thought I was coming to him to get the medicinal materials. I quickly signaled him to be silent and dragged him to the back door. in the shadows.

After listening to my instructions, he frowned slightly. After working as a guard in the mansion for so many years, he didn't ask me why I did this, but asked in a deep voice: "How to deal with those medicinal materials?"

He traveled all over the medicinal materials shops in the capital during the day, and although he didn't collect all of them, he found a few key medicinal materials.

I thought for a moment: "...let's put it away first."

Because of Onimai Tsuji's misanthropic illness, there is a special warehouse for medicinal materials in the mansion. Throw those medicines into the warehouse, and no one will notice the extra things.

Hachibei responded, and before he left, I stopped him suddenly.

"and many more."

He turned to look at me.

"...don't call me "A Chao" from now on, you must call me "A Zi". "

Azi (あずさ) and Achao (あさ), the two names have similar pronunciations, but there is only one more syllable in the middle, so it will be more convenient to change the pronunciation.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi is an arrogant person, he doesn't care about the names of the servants in the mansion at all, for example, when he woke up just now, he didn't ask my name, and directly kicked me out of the dormitory.

To be on the safe side, I still earnestly told the other maids and servants not to call me "A Chao" in the future, but to call me "A Zi".

Everyone doesn't quite understand why I suddenly changed my name, but the awakened Ghost Mai Tsuji has a very bad temper, much colder and more terrifying than before, and it's the kind of horror that will lose his head. They have been so busy recently that they have no time to take care of this kind of thing little things.

The kitchen is cold and dry in winter. I set up a firewood, throw the hard-won scallops and chopped radishes into the pot to boil the juice, and at the same time, I set up another pot to cook rice.As Wuyou's personal maid, I was recently relieved of my duties. Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou doesn't intend to let anyone get close to him now. I just hide in the safe back kitchen all day long, and I don't even step into the bedroom.

The scallops and radish were stewed to taste, and the soup exuded a delicious aroma. I breathed into my cold palm, and the maid who lived in the same room with me suddenly posted it, and asked me in a low voice with implied expectation:

"What are you doing?"

I glanced at her and served her a bowl of rice, soaked in the delicious hot soup.

"Have a good meal before leaving." I told her calmly.

She coughed, almost choked, and looked up at me with very complicated eyes.

"...Actually, everyone really wants you to go back." Holding the wooden bowl, she hesitated to speak.

"You know, my lord...it's been very weird recently."

Gui Wu Tsuji ordered someone to go to the residence of my parents in the previous life. The attendants who went to inquire about the news naturally found nothing. The couple now only have one son, not to mention the name, and the gender is not right at all.

After the poor attendant brought back the news, it was said that he was hit on the head by the oncoming tea set. The sharp fragments cut the skin on the forehead, and blood burst out on the spot, scaring the maids around.

Recently, Gui Wu Tsuji invited a painter from the palace again, and asked the guards and servants to take the portrait and go around to the places where the common people gather to inquire about news.

This matter is very absurd. I have never heard of nobles going to heaven and earth to find civilians. I, who stay in the kitchen all day, have heard a lot of gossip. I think it has been spread in the circle of nobles in the capital. .

I picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup: "No, I have a rare paid vacation recently, and I haven't had enough rest yet."

I can't avoid Ghost Mai Tsuji now, for fear that one day he will remember that there was no one like me in this mansion.He is currently only temporarily disturbed by emotions, and his eyes have not yet shifted to me. I wish I could shrink my sense of existence a little bit, why would I want to get close to him and seek death.

"Ah... Ah Zi." The maid who was squatting with me in the kitchen and cooking a small stove showed an expression on the verge of tears, "Aren't I scared?"

There was nothing I could do to help, the best I could do was to tell the maid who came to help him how to recognize the signs of Onimai Tsuji's anger, and how to quickly retreat before he was caught in the pond fish, quietly disappearing from his sight.

I heard that Oni Wu Tsuji didn't sleep well, his appetite was poor, and the maids who took care of him didn't do anything right. They lived in fear every day, and they didn't dare to make too much noise when they walked.

During this period, Ghost Dance Tsuji Muchan once summoned me once. He seemed to know from other servants that I was the maid responsible for taking care of him since he was a child. Tell them all carefully.

I considered for a long time whether to behave like the other maids, but I had already missed the opportunity to show fear when we met for the first time. I could only stare at the wooden floor in front of me honestly, imagining myself as an emotionless Tool man.

He asked, I answered.

The air in the sleeping hall was very dull, and the bitter smell of the medicine lingered for a long time. Occasionally, there would be a suppressed coughing sound from above.

I told myself not to look up.

I didn't emphasize the fact that he doesn't have a fiancée at all, because all the servants in the mansion know to avoid this topic.

When everything was over, I kept my eyes down and quietly retreated from the room.

For some reason, I didn't leave the bedroom directly.

...Maybe it was because that day was a rare sunny day.

I stood at the corner of the corridor, and the courtyard covered with layers of snow was very beautiful and quiet under the sunlight.Looking from this angle, you can see a thin figure sitting by the window.

The bamboo curtain was rolled up, and the figure looked out the window, seemingly in a trance.

The shallow sunlight is neither dazzling nor dazzling, falling on the wooden floor to reflect the light of snow in the courtyard.

Guiwu Tsuji Wucan left the window and came under the eaves.Because of his weakness, he walked extremely slowly, and every step he took needed to be supported by external objects. From the room to the eaves, the short distance almost exhausted his little strength.

He rested for a while leaning against the porch pillar, and then left the shadow of the porch eaves.

Without a robe, Oni Wu Tsuji was standing in the snow-covered courtyard with only his single clothes on.His long crow-black hair was loosely bundled and scattered on his bony shoulders. He raised his head slightly, as if he was looking at the sun in the sky.

The winter sun has no temperature, but he has not bathed in the sun for 1000 years.

Things that were easily available as a human being will be burned even if you touch them after becoming a ghost.

I turned around and left the corridor. When I met the maid who came to the dormitory on the way, I whispered: "My lord is in the courtyard, remember to add a coat to him."

The thin sunlight falls on the western mountain, and the servants with torches go out and return.

They have now carefully searched inside and outside the capital, wishing they could dig three feet into the ground, and everyone is waiting for the news they bring back.

I knew the result a long time ago, so I didn't go to the front hall.I sat in my room, folded my clothes and put them back, and then I took them out and folded them again.

People's life in the Heian period was very dull and boring. I had no way to pass the time and distract my attention. I picked up the torch and fiddled with the charcoal in the charcoal basin, and when I piled the charcoal into a triangle, the door was suddenly opened.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi often has no symptoms when he gets sick, but this time he had a particularly violent attack. The maid who asked me for help looked pale, as if Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi might not survive tonight.

But I know how tenacious this person's desire to survive is, and he cannot be knocked down by the disease so easily.

"...Your Excellency vomited blood." The maid told me tremblingly.

I froze for a moment, then stood up suddenly.

On the way to the bedroom, I thought, I shouldn't let him stand in the courtyard and bask in the sun during the day.His health is so poor now, even if he won't be turned into ashes by the sun, just staying in the icy environment for a while is enough to aggravate his menacing condition.

In the room, the screen was overturned, several curtains were crooked, pieces of porcelain were scattered on the wooden floor, the skirt of Gui Wu Tsuji's clothes was stained dark red by the coughed up blood clots, he strangled the neck of the maid in front of him, the expression on his face Extremely sinister:

"...a bunch of useless trash."

The maid squeezed out a small sob from her throat, her wide eyes were full of fear.

The corners of Guiwu Tsuji's eyes were red, his chest was heaving violently, and his breathing was not smooth. Even so, he held the maid's hand tightly but did not let go, and there were veins floating on the back of his blue and white hand, as if he wanted to strangle her alive die.

Slender fingers clasped the soft throat, and the delicate flesh sank. The maid struggled, but Wu Mi's expression was too cold and violent, and no one around dared to step forward. This is what I saw when I came to the dormitory. Scenes.

"……don't want!"

Without thinking, I rushed over and grabbed his arm, trying to make him let go.

"She's going to die!" I suddenly became frightened.I haven't been so scared for a long time, "If you don't let go, she will really die!"

Oni Wu Tsuji was indifferent, he was actually in a trance, tortured by the illness and couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

He tightly pinched the maid's neck, his face was so pale that he was sickly, and his dark eyes seemed to be stained with bottomless despair.

I abandoned the honorific: "...no misery!"

I'm really afraid of him killing people.

"Please, no misery."

When I opened the door of the first world, the doctor’s head was split open with a knife, and he fell limply in a pool of dark red blood. My frail fiancé’s hand that threw the knife stopped in the air, and his pale fingers trembled and convulsed , the eyes look like they want to eat people.

At that time, it was too late to pray, and it was too late to change the beginning of the tragedy.

The unfocused red eyes returned slightly, and the black-haired young man seemed to look back at me at that moment.

Let go of the fingers, and suddenly lose the strength, the maid fell limply to the ground, the doctor from the Pharmacy Office arrived in time, and the surrounding servants seemed to wake up from a dream, rushing up to catch Wu Mi who had passed out in a coma.

……

He probably didn't have time to see who I was.

I sat on the side in a daze, my brain seemed unable to think, it was all broken pictures and light and shadow.

That night, Onimai Tsuji suffered a serious illness and did not leave the bed for several days.I stayed in my room until the holidays, feeling as if I, too, had been infected, unable to do anything.

It seems to be snowing outside the house again, the snowflakes are constantly falling like tearing cotton, and there is no sound in the quiet winter day. In recent days, the servants in the mansion have even stepped lightly and lightly, compared to passing across the lake. The waterfowl restrained their voices more cautiously.

The maid who lived in the same room as me brought me food and news.

Oni Wu Tsuji has not been angry recently.Occasionally, I passed by the dormitory and saw him sitting silently by the window.His thick black curly hair was not tied up, but loosely scattered behind his back. He looked sideways at the direction outside the courtyard, with a flat expression and no extra emotional ups and downs. His handsome face was as cold and blank as the winter scenery outside the window.

He seemed to have completely calmed down, and he heard that he had also started looking for the doctor from back then.

For Onimai Tsuji, this rebirth is an opportunity to perfectly reverse his fate.

I should actually feel relieved, because he sure as hell won't kill that doctor again.Not only will he get a healthy body, he may even get perfect eternal life.

At that time, I can also exit smoothly, and everything is happy.

"...Don't be in a daze, let's eat quickly."

I picked up the chopsticks, glanced at the dining table casually, and froze.

"what is this?"

"It's persimmons." The maid told me, "Your Excellency, I haven't had much appetite recently. It's rare to say that I want to eat persimmons today. I saw that there were some left in the kitchen, so I secretly took one for you."

"Hey, don't you think it's strange, that lord actually likes to eat persimmons."

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