The villain's love literacy

Yayoi blinked her eyes, she knew that she didn't have any conditions to bargain with, but...

"But won't it take too much of your time...?"

Although she didn't want to deliberately hide anything from others, after all, it was Mumai Onimai Tsuji who had to deal with a lot of things every day and seemed to be always busy.

And just because of a small wish to trouble him like this, maybe he will be angry later.

"will not."

Wu Mi immediately interrupted Yayoi's hesitant speech, and quickly continued with the next sentence in order to shut her mouth.

"If you don't agree, don't go."

"……OK."

She could only swallow the words that she wanted to persuade him not to bother, so go and go back as soon as possible, and maybe she really can't find the way by herself, she doesn't know the exact location of Infinite City at all, let alone We successfully found our destination.

"So, what are you doing here?"

Wu Mi said slowly, raised his eyebrows and glanced at this alley, and his good memory told him that this was the place where Yayoi was picked up.

Not for any other reason, but if you kill a lot of people in one place, you will remember clearly anyway.

He originally thought that Yayoi wanted to go out because she was too bored, or had something to eat, or wanted to buy some personal items, but no matter what, he never thought it would be here.

Nostalgic?

Or did she hide something near here before, and now she just remembered to come and get it?

"no……"

Yayoi lowered her head, said a little shyly, and walked towards a small shop at the entrance of the alley.

"When I was here before, the grandma who opened this store once gave me some food. If she hadn't helped me at that time, I might have starved to death there, and I couldn't wait for you to take me back."

Wu Mi didn't seem to want to comment.

In his opinion, such a small matter is not worth a trip at all, and even if it is, it is a voluntary help. If you give kindness to a homeless child, do you still expect to get something in return in the future?

Only Yayoi, who is so innocent and innocent that he can't speak at all, can do this kind of thing.

However, he is very familiar with the matter of acting on occasion.

Seeing that Yayoi was still hesitant to go forward, the man sighed, and could only hold Yayoi to take the initiative to go forward—if he hadn't taken a step first, he wouldn't have known that he would be in such a place for such a thing How long is the delay.

But when he got closer, he could hear the noise coming from the shop, but it didn't stop Wu Mi from walking.

There were a few young men crowded in the small shop, and they looked like they were not easy to provoke. When Wu Mi came in with Yayoi, they immediately showed reluctance and fierce eyes.

Yayoi held her breath, she began to get nervous, and glanced at the things that those people were holding in their hands were all goods sold in the shop, and some people even held weapons like wooden sticks, and the one who helped her once The old lady huddled behind the cashier, her face unable to hide the horror.

This... Is this just a coincidence that someone was robbed?

She hid behind Wu Mi in some fear, shaking the arm held by the man, wanting to step back a little.

But Wu Can knew what was going on at a glance. This is a slum area, and the law and order are very chaotic.At the beginning, Yayoi was also lucky because of the worn clothes on his body and the horrible appearance of the wound on his head. If he was as white as he is now, maybe other things would have happened.

In a small business like this kind of old man's shop, the hooligans nearby came to grab some things, and the old lady had no power to fight back, so she could only swallow the pain.

"Hey, look, this man is very well dressed. I don't know why he came to such a place."

"The woman behind him is also pretty."

Yayoi glanced at Wu Mi anxiously, she herself could not see such a thing, young people with hands and feet do not work hard to support themselves, but rely on bullying the weak to snatch a small shop opened by an old woman who is barely making ends meet.

But for some reason, his subconscious mind told him that Wu Mi would just ignore such things, and he didn't seem as kind as he seemed on the surface.

Wu Mi was too lazy to care about it, but if he didn't solve this problem today, he couldn't stand it with Yayoi's personality, let alone thanking him—in short, he didn't want to come to this kind of place again, because of such trivial matters. Not worth it for one night.

So he quickly covered Yayoi's eyes, she could only hear a few exclamations followed by muffled hums from a further distance, as if some heavy object was thrown to the ground and then let go again.

Almost in an instant, those young people were thrown out of the store doorway in a daze.

Before they could react, they saw the black-haired man showing a pair of red eyes, perhaps because of the wrong angle or fireworks, and uttered a word condescendingly.

"roll."

But a few of them were not convinced, and wanted to stand up and continue to reason with him, Wu Mi frowned, leaving Yayoi alone in the shop and closed the door.

And Yayoi was completely frightened, she knew that Wu Mi was a ghost, but she didn't know that he had such speed and strength.

Immediately afterwards, the noisy voices outside disappeared, and when the door was opened again, the King of Ghosts didn't even mess up a hair. He stared at Yayoi, and pointed his chin at the old man behind the counter.

"Okay, let's talk quickly if you have something to say."

In front of the old man, she couldn't ask what Wu Mi had done to those people, so she could only temporarily swallow the doubts in her heart and explain to the old man why she came.

But the old grandma couldn't remember at all, but she still thanked her with a smile.

"Hey, I've helped many people, but I can't remember which one you are."

The old man said slowly, she showed a kind smile, and looked at Wu Mi who came to Yayoi's side again, but her presbyopia could only tell her that they were a young man and woman—she didn't even know what happened just now. Can't see anything clearly.

"But your life looks good now. I would also like to thank your husband. If it wasn't for his help, they don't know how many things they would have taken away today..."

Hearing that word, Yayoi's face quickly turned red, she glanced at the people around her with some embarrassment, and then stuttered to explain.

"No, no, you misunderstood, he didn't—"

However, her voice was quickly overshadowed by another confident voice.Wu Mi originally thought that people no longer remembered that she had helped Yayoi, and she had to do something extra. It was really unnecessary, but after hearing the old man's words, she felt better.

"Okay, then I wish you a prosperous business."

... This made Yayoi sullen all the way, why did he insist on letting people misunderstand his relationship with him?

He even forgot to ask what Wu Mi did to those young people.

Yayoi kept her head down and walked briskly all the way, not interested in talking to the people around her at all, but Wu Mi found it interesting that she was so angry, so she didn't say anything else to provoke her.

Suddenly, a faint voice on the side of the road attracted Yayoi.

Although she lacked strength and speed, her senses of hearing, touch and smell were still slightly improved compared to humans. She stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

A dirty dumpling, she stood there distinguishing it for a while, and found it was a kitten.

Its body was so thin that she had to suspect that it was born not long ago, and most of the hair on its body was wet with dirty water.

The little thing huddled there tremblingly, but it couldn't resist the cold at all.

As soon as Wu Mi saw that Yayoi didn't intend to take another step, he knew that something was wrong. He glanced at the cat with disgust. There were some scattered stones around. It has lost the human breath, and it will not come back.

The law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest are nothing more than such truths in this world.

"gone."

He ordered that the death of the kitten was nothing more than its life.

"No, I'm taking it home."

She said stubbornly that if it was left alone, it would either starve to death or freeze to death in the end, and it was impossible for her to watch this happen.

"What? Can you still save all the stray cats in the world?"

Wu Mi frowned, and grabbed Yayoi's sleeve to prevent her from walking over.

"But I haven't seen any other cats. It's so poor, I want to take it back - I was homeless like that before."

She said aggrievedly, turned her head and looked at Wu Mi pitifully.

"But you took me back in the end."

"..."

These are two different things at all.

But he knew that if he disagreed today, she was either angry or depressed all the time, and then she just refused to talk to him, and when she asked, she said "nothing" or "not unhappy".

When he thought of the series of possibilities that followed, he felt that raising a cat was nothing.

"Say it in advance, take it back and take care of it yourself."

In the end, Wu Mi said dryly, but let him see, when the cat dies of old age, there will be no wrinkles on Yayoi's face, and she should cry again by then.

Yayoi immediately ran over happily, and carefully picked up the cat and hugged it in her arms without hesitation. The little ball huddled around in her arms, and finally found a comfortable place and stuck its head in.

She coaxed the kitten softly and stroked the top of its head tenderly.

I don't know why, but there is a sense of solidity in my heart, as if something that was lost in this embrace has returned.

But she didn't understand where that feeling came from.

Looking at the stained fabric on Yayoi's front, Wuyou looked away after a few seconds of silence, trying to ignore the stains as much as possible.

...The clothes will be thrown away later when she is not paying attention.

However, just as Yayoi stood up, a sentence in the distance caught her attention.

She looked over curiously, and the movement of stroking the cat in her hand slowly stopped, and she didn't know why her heart throbbed.

"Master Ji Guoyansheng, we're here."

It was a young man with high braids. He got out of the bullock cart, dressed like a samurai, followed by a woman and a child in her arms.

"Jiguo."

Yayoi silently repeated this surname in her mind over and over again, for some reason there was an inexplicably familiar feeling.And the man's appearance also made her a little concerned, as if she had seen it somewhere.

But she was very sure that she had never met this man named "Jiguo Yansheng", and she had no chance to get acquainted.

... Where does it feel familiar?