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

Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi remains unchanged in my impression.

No matter how many years have passed, whether we meet again in a castle that is about to fall to war, or in a cafe in the Taisho era, when I meet him, he always seems to be the same.

The appearance of long hair, the appearance of short hair, the lazy and cruel appearance, the gentle and polite appearance, there is always something there, and I can recognize him at a glance after many years.

"...no misery."

The twilight is silent, the sky is pressed into a thin line by the dome, the surrounding sounds seem to disappear, and they hold their breath together with the sound of the dead wind.

The skin touched by the fingertips is slightly warm, which is the temperature only human beings have.The long hair that brushes the back of my hand is as black as ink, and his body is not covered with monster hair, there is no gap full of fangs, and his chest and ribs will not open into a gnawing mouth.

I stroked his pale face.

"After gaining eternal life, what exactly do you want to do?"

Onimai Tsuji may feel that I asked an extremely stupid question.Because he was too stupid, he didn't open his mouth to mock me at the first time.

He pursues perfection and longs for eternity.Immortality is an end, not a means to other desires.

I smiled knowingly:

"You will defeat death and live forever and ever."

Oni Wu Tsuji stared at me, he slowed his breathing, and replied: "That's natural."

With a slight movement of his fingers, he seemed to want to raise his arm and take my hand that was placed on the side of his face.

Regardless of whether he is sick or not, whether he is a burden to the family, in my small world where he was alone, he is perfect, the best—like all dreams called love at first sight.

"But Wu Mi, I'm just an ordinary person." I told him, "I just want to be an ordinary person."

"I am a short-sighted woman who only wants to live a short life and rot in the dirt after death."

Our worlds have been so different from the beginning, and we would never have met if it hadn't been for that cursed disease that strung the red thread of fate.

"You'll be bored." I said calmly.

"I'm a very ordinary person, completely different from you. If I hadn't become your fiancée in the first life, you wouldn't even look at me."

It turns out that even though I became his fiancée, he didn't look at me much.

"You just feel resigned now."

Even if it’s something that I didn’t like—it’s better to say, it’s because I didn’t like it that I became more persistent when I was rejected. Driven by my ever-expanding possessive desire and strong self-esteem, I will never give up until I achieve my goal.

He wants to win, he is the leader in this relationship, how can someone say no to him, he wants the other party to surrender, as long as it is what he wants, he will get it.

For 1000 years, this man has been like this.

"Maybe five years, ten years, you will feel okay, but you will definitely get tired of it in the end." I lowered my voice, "You will find that I am not worth your troubles, no misfortune."

Silence turns out to be heavy, and silence is more suffocating than sound.

I felt as if the heart in my chest was being held tightly, so hard that the flesh and blood squeezed out from between the fingers.

When he gave me the song, I might still be a little happy.

But I'm not a little girl anymore, and a momentary throbbing doesn't really mean anything.

It's good that the person on the other side doesn't speak. I think it's proof that he's thinking. As long as he starts thinking and re-examines this matter, we have hope of communicating.

Wu Mi's face was so gloomy that it was a little scary, and his narrow pupils were the color of blood congealed in the darkness.

I withdrew my hand and slowly curled my fingertips.

"Let me go, Wu Mi."

Like I let you go too.

……

After that day, I did not see the squire who was waiting for me outside the window.

As the season transitioned to autumn, I didn't receive any more letterheads tied to flower branches.

After being rejected like that, it is impossible for a person with such a high self-esteem to continue to look for me. It is amazing enough that he persisted for so long before. Now that everything is back on track, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Oni Wu Tsuji has always been very rational, and because of his rationality, he appears extraordinarily cold.He clearly knows what he wants, and he can do whatever it takes to achieve his goal. Even if he is occasionally blinded by emotions, once he realizes that it is not worth his effort, he will quickly change his strategy or even stop.

The letter was broken, and Axia felt sorry for me for a while, but the regret didn't last long, and she soon asked for leave and returned home because of an urgent matter at home.

"I'll be back before the maple leaves turn red."

When the maple leaves in the courtyard were inlaid with red borders, I saw the legendary blue Bianhua.The doctor with a gentle smile came back with the medicinal materials. The bouquet of flowers that could change the fate of everyone was carefully stored in a long box of lacquered wood by him, keeping the appearance when it was just picked.

It doesn't look much different from ordinary Bana flowers except for the strange color.

As the strange flower that Oni Wu Tsuji has searched for thousands of years, it even looks a little ordinary.

Perhaps fate is such a thing, all the sudden changes and opportunities, in fact, seem ordinary at first glance, only those who know it know its weight, and understand what a terrible watershed lies before us.

There is a process of taking the medicine, and it will not take effect immediately after drinking it. In the next few weeks, I was worried, and I put the knife for cutting the medicine next to the pillow when I slept.But according to the news from the dormitory, Oni Wu Tsuji's body seems to be getting better gradually.

"no side effects?"

"Don't worry," the doctor looked at me with a smile, his eyes were very kind, "There will be no side effects."

I sat down against the porch pillar and stared at the maple trees in the courtyard for a while.

The maple trees are all red, like a spreading fire, and the camellias in full bloom are so dazzlingly red, as rich as fresh blood.

As the session came to a close, everything was uneventful and my duties seemed to be over.

I went back to the house, the room was empty, Axia hadn't come back, and the maple leaves in the courtyard had turned red long ago.

I remember that Axia is not a native of the capital, but the village she was born in is not far from the capital, and there seems to be an older brother in her family.

She rarely mentioned her brother to me.

Hachibei asked me if I needed to be accompanied, I shook my head and rejected his kindness, turned around and got on the bullock cart.

The wheels of the bullock cart rolled over the stones on the ground, making a creaking sound, and the attendants held up torches to illuminate the front, and the light in the evening was sparse, vaguely outlining the outline of the village.

"A-Xia?" The woodman carrying firewood narrowed his cloudy eyes, "A-Xia is a good boy, her brother is sick, and she has been busy taking care of her."

I thanked the old man, the road ahead was not easy to walk, and the ox cart could not pass, so I lifted my skirt and got out of the ox cart, the tall trees blocked the remaining sunlight, and the light of the torch swayed in the forest, like floating Creatures in the dark.

Axia's house is at the end of the path. I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. When I opened the wooden door, the surrounding area of ​​the fireplace was empty, and there was no sign of anyone in the bedding that smelled of medicine.

I left the room and came to the backyard where the firewood was piled up. The attendant behind me let go of the torch with a snap.

There was a corpse lying on the ground, the abdomen was open, the flesh and blood had been eaten to the bone, and the long hair covered the head. If I remove the tangled long hair like seaweed, I know I will see Asha’s face .

"Asha, you are really a good person."

——She shyly avoided my gaze, and looked down at the prescription left by the doctor.

I thought, I know what her brother is suffering from.

It is unreasonable for something like a terminal illness to only appear on one person. The only difference is because of the difference in social class, some people can be treated, and some people can only accept their fate and wait for death.

But that incomplete prescription will only create monsters that drink blood.

"Come on."

Hunters in the mountains have experience, wild animals will bury half of the food first.There were traces of blood dragging on the ground, not traces of struggle, but dragged here after the person died completely.

"Let's go!!"

A horrific chill rushed up my spine. Without thinking, I pushed away the attendant who was frozen in place. At the same time, a foul-smelling wind suddenly blew, and I rolled on the spot and quickly picked up the burning torch.

The inhuman thing suddenly saw the flames and took a step back. The attendant behind me was already dumbfounded, and fell to the ground without reacting.

I backed away slowly, the newborn ghost was irrational, walked around, and pounced fiercely again.

I resisted the instinct of running away, and at the moment it opened its jaws wide, I sent the torch forward suddenly, and poked the hot burning pine branch straight into its mouth.

The distorted sound was like a broken string, which made the blood run backwards. The ghost howled loudly as it retreated, and the painful sound seemed to have human traces left for a moment.

The attendant behind me seemed to come to his senses, and he pulled out the saber from his waist. "Head!" I yelled, "I want to chop off its head!!" The ghost suddenly dodged to the side at the last moment, and the falling blade didn't touch its neck, but embedded itself in the place where the shoulder and neck were connected.

The stinky blood burst out, and the attendant was stunned for a moment. At this brief moment of stupefaction, the ghost grabbed his arm, pulled it, and tore the whole arm off.

The adult male's body was ripped apart in the blink of an eye, blood and flesh splattered all over the floor.

The ghost turned around and looked at me, its slender eyes with vertical pupils glowed with hunger.

The feeling of being treated like food is all too familiar to me.I didn't panic, or even feel scared. In the end, I just felt sorry that I didn't bring a knife with me. Even a small knife for cutting medicinal herbs is better than nothing at this time.

I secretly held the hairpin in my hand, the moment the ghost threw the corpse, and suddenly rushed over, I took a deep breath, raised my hand and pierced the hairpin towards its slender eyeballs!

The tragic howling almost pierced my eardrums, and my whole head was buzzing.

The handle of the knife splattered with blood was slippery and sticky. I held the knife embedded in its wound. The wound was at the place where the neck and shoulders joined. Come out, use all your strength, and chop the knife on its neck like chopping wood.

The ghost seemed to be aware of my intentions, and turned its head to bite my shoulder. At that moment, its mouth split to an unbelievable extent. The sharp teeth not only tore my shoulder, but also bit my neck.

The warm feeling flowed down the neck, the pain seemed to be blocked for a short time, and the numbness spread from the fingers to the elbow, and from the elbow to the whole body.

The vision turned sharply, the ghost suddenly threw me beside me, I fell into the pile of firewood, the wood crackled and rolled down, and I remember thinking vaguely that I might die.

In the dim vision, the ghost walked towards me.

I may have hallucinated and saw people who shouldn't be there in front of my eyes.

The ghost's figure paused for a moment, and its head flew out the next moment. With a bang, its deformed body fell into a pool of blood.

The man didn't stop because of this, he stabbed again and again, he was even more like a ghost than a ghost, chopped up the corpse with several knives, and then let go of his hand.

"... towards the sun."

My vision was dim, and I heard someone calling my name and hugging me tightly.

"Chao Ri, don't sleep." The blood-stained face looked really scary, and the dark red pupils looked like they were about to split open. For a moment, I didn't know whether he was here to save me or to kill me.

"Look at me, look at me!"

I wanted to raise my hand, to touch his face, to stop him from making such a horrible expression, he looked like he was going crazy.

"Look at me, Chaori!"

Before my pupils dilated and the world completely plunged into darkness, I remember smiling.

……

Why are you laughing?

Probably because, no matter what the result is, he finally came.

The author has something to say: If the text = reality, then the story is a fairy tale

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