I don't want to wear a small dress

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"Go!" Mr. Gojo patted Goumaki-senpai on the shoulder, like a summoner, and pushed the summoned Piochu out.

Senior Goujuan: "..."

Facing the strange creature who was evenly matched with this junior with the strength of a first-level conjurer, and even had the upper hand, the senior pulled down his collar: "Get out."

The invisible mantra spread out, forcing the black and red monster back, but in the next second, many spikes pierced the monster's body, quickly seriously injuring the junior——

"Go to hell!" It's so powerful, but it doesn't seem like a curse, the senior turned to look at Gojo-sensei, Gojo-sensei didn't say anything, his eyes with black blindfolds turned in the direction of Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Crackling, the sound of the red crystal shattering could be heard clearly in the night. Rashomon disappeared while maintaining the posture of piercing Akutagawa's body. When Tanjiro rushed over following the smell, he saw the burning body of his half-clear senior brother who was half-sighted. Heading towards Mr. Gojo with a red flame——

Dog Curly Thorn: "?"

"Wooden fish flower?"

Such a taste!how could be?His pupils constricted, and he gripped the Sun Wheel Knife tightly.This, this smell is impossible for him to forget, this is the same as Nezuko, the power of ghost king ghost dance Tsuji!

"I've become a ghost." Senior Brother Satu stepped forward and picked up his own sun wheel sword. The blade is blue like the deep sea, engraved with the words "killing evil spirits", without a scabbard.

"Brother..." Tanjiro didn't know what to say, he could smell that Ryunosuke was in a state of confusion at the moment, he probably didn't even know who he was, but, that was Ryunosuke, and you Like beans, it's...

"I know." Said Sato, he thought, his hand holding the knife has never trembled, as the water column of the Ghost Killing Team, no matter what kind of enemy he faced, he never gave up. It should be killed, "I want to shoulder the responsibility of the ghost killing team. When he becomes a ghost, he is no longer Ryunosuke."

Tanjiro looked at the slightly trembling hands of senior brother Saitu, a great sadness enveloped his heart, and his thoughts went back to the day when his sister turned into a ghost, surrounded by burning flames, but he felt a kind of coldness penetrating into the marrow of his bones , just like the cold air in the snow that day, the coldness that hurt the heart and lungs, with a sense of absurd despair.

"No, no..." Kyoka drew her sword and tried to stop Satu, "Yasha Shirayuki, protect Akutagawa-sensei!"

But the distance between her and Sato was too far, the senior brother paused slightly, and disappeared directly in front of Yasha Baixue, with the sun blade in his hand, the water flow changed.

"Tanjiro, go find the person behind the scenes." The voice of senior brother Saito came, "Here...leave it to me."

"...Yes." He turned around, pulled Nezuko towards the scent he smelt, the handle of the knife in his hand contained the energy of the sun, slightly calming his heart, Ryunosuke!It must be fine!Come on, Ryunosuke!It will be fine!

"Yeah!" Nezuko was dragged away by her brother, looking back at the figure under the bloody moon, with pure innocence in her pink eyes.

"I'll go too, kill that guy!" Jinghua casually found a car parked by the side of the road, "Get in the car!"

In the rearview mirror, the so-called strongest conjurer in Japan made a move——

"Good fighting spirit." Gojo-sensei blocked all Akutagawa's attacks, "Stop messing around, and have a good rest." Gojo-sensei held Akutagawa down, trying to get rid of the unclean aura on him, but it was very effective micro.

"Tuna." Gojo Satoru raised his eyes and let go of Akutagawa's hand with a chuckle.

……

"Ryunosuke..."

After Akutagawa and Sabito matched a few moves, they broke free from the range of the move, and retracted the Rashomon as if they were exhausted. After being quickly approached by Satu, they did not continue to attack, but sat on their knees, bowed their heads and said nothing. The ominous red is changing drastically.

Sabito's Hikari sword was facing Akutagawa who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes were silent. This was the junior he had grown up with, but now he had to kill him, and the sword in his hand could not be swung no matter what. go down.The inscription on the sun wheel knife exterminates evil spirits is sharp and sharp under the moonlight, representing his achievements and meritorious deeds.

Under the edge of the blade, the lowered junior raised his head, met the silent gaze of the upper senior, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the blade of the Rilun Knife.

Akutagawa, who had regained consciousness, clearly knew that he had become a ghost again. The warm energy of the Sun Wheel Knife fell on his palm, and there was a scorching feeling, which made him faintly afraid, but...

He put his brother's knife across his neck, and remained silent, waiting for the pillar of the ghost killing team to pronounce the sentence on him, a ghost.

Wutiao teacher stood aside, he didn't intervene in such a scene, he knew how difficult such a choice is, if one day, the people around him become a curse, but as a conjurer, he has to attack his companions... What Qi Haihai said That's right, the conjurer is really shit, forcing people to be prepared to sacrifice for their companions, and to be prepared to kill their companions... Now it seems that the swordsmen of the Demon Killing Team are the same.

The student who led him didn't know what happened at all. The teacher didn't move, and he also pulled up the zipper that he had just pulled down to cover his nose.

The burning flames did not disappear. Even if Akutagawa regained consciousness, he would not be able to control the tumbling mana around him for a while, and the out-of-control mana was slowly retracting. The members of the port and the armed detective agency were also driven towards Akutagawa and the others.

"This is?"

"Brother Sato!" Tanjiro sat on the back of the white tiger, and behind him, Yasha Shirayuki hurried towards this side with a mirror flower.

Akutagawa didn't speak, surrounded by flames spreading wantonly, but the atmosphere was frozen like ice.

"What's the situation?" Mr. Mori, the head of the port who came with President Fukuzawa, stood next to the supernatural body Alice, watching his cadres being pointed at by his brother with a knife, his eyes flickered, probably instinctively, At this time, what he was thinking was such a good opportunity, how to make Akutagawa betrayed his relatives, it would be best to only belong to the port and be used by him alone.

"Are you going to kill the cadres at my port?" Mr. Zhongyuan came slowly from the darkness. He had spent a lot of time killing the giant dragon hovering over Yokohama just now, but the current scene made him Confused, "Sakura, aren't you Akutagawa's brother?" So what does it mean now?The orange-haired cadre who valued friendship frowned, unable to understand such a situation. In his opinion, companions should protect each other...

"Mr. Nakahara, that's not the case." Tanjiro smelled anger, and looked at his brother's back, "Because of Ryunosuke, Ryunosuke, he became a ghost..." The boy's voice trembled, sad I can hardly suppress it anymore.

"Is it the kind of evil spirit that eats people?" Mr. Dazai in white came out from nowhere, and slowly approached Sato and Akutagawa, his kite-colored eyes fell on Akutagawa's red vertical pupils, "Evil ghosts will have their own Conscious?"

"No, a ghost is a ghost." Akutagawa replied, "I can't let another ghost come out of Sagiri Mountain." There is already a Nezuko on Sagiri Mountain. Teacher Rinaki will be sad, anyway, the brothers have to leave If so, it will be considered that he has traveled far away, with an indefinite return date.

"Ryunosuke?!" Sato suddenly reacted, "What do you remember?" Ghosts are different from humans. Ghosts have forgotten everything in their lifetime, and they don't remember their own life. They only have the instinct to eat people...he can't Just leave it alone, even if they are about to leave, if the junior brother hurts someone... he will feel sad, right?From then on, he hid in the darkness, and even his sister couldn't get close.

The Japanese Japanese sword was thrown aside, the scabbard was lost during the battle between Akutagawa and Rashomon, and the blade was also thrown aside by the owner. Osamu Dazai stared at those four words for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze, his eyes were dark Yes, I can't see emotions clearly.

"you……"

Rashomon poked his head out of Akutagawa's clothes suddenly, and with a groan, he groaned the master who was kneeling on the ground into his mouth.

Then, the gigantic super ferocious beast jumped up and down. After meeting Dazai Osamu's playful eyes, he was shocked for an instant, quickly moved away, and hid behind Tanjiro, far away from Dazai Osamu, his body was full of red light, and after a while , Spit out Akutagawa again.

Akutagawa: "...??" His mouth and nose were suddenly blocked by his clothes. Although he was not panicked, this feeling was also very strange. Moreover, the atmosphere was so tragic and uncomfortable just now, and Rashomon made such a mess. It becomes kind of funny...

Rashomon, what are you doing?Rashomon, what's wrong with you, Rashomon?

Sato: "?" Ah this?

"Eh?" Tanjiro sniffed the emotions in the air seriously, and clearly smelled a joyful emotion——

#鬼血好吃, But Ryunosuke is fine#

#Okay, I can finally play with Ryunosuke#

That's what it means.

Tan Tan: "??"

Do you call the action of eating the master and spitting it out a play?

Akutagawa: "."

"Amazing." The book sighed inexplicably, "Originally, as long as you kill the ghost king, you will be fine, but now, Rashomon seems to have evolved."

Akutagawa: I don't want such an evolution.

"It's similar to Izumi Kyoka's Yasha Baixue, with a slight sense of autonomy."

Akutagawa: Is it better to use it as a tool?

"Okay, it's time to send Sato and the others back. The consciousness of the world next door has been chasing me for several days."

"a few days?"

"Hey, isn't that oversleeping?" Shu Hei smiled, "Anyway, this time to pay back the favor, you can help it kill it, how about it?"

Of course you can, but...

"My ghost, is it just gone?" It always feels a bit understatement, anticlimactic?

Moreover, Wu Mi...he may not be able to fight.

"I'll count... one, two, three, the strongest Gojo Satoru in Japan, the ceiling of Yokohama's combat power, and a bonus Dazai Osamu, is that enough?"