The life of a migrant worker

Miss Kanae and Miss Butterfly Ninja adopted many homeless girls. After knowing this, I like Miss Kanae even more.

But my likes are not worth much, let alone be used for cooking. On the contrary, I ate a lot of meals at the Butterfly House, so owning my likes may be a loss of money.

I've never been happy being liked, but the kids at the Butterfly House seem to like me.Unlike Shinobu who is strict, I don't preach to children, and I am an adult who has a lot of free time to play.

I accompany the girls to origami and draw pictures, cut out beautiful patterns to make paper kites, accompany them to blow bubbles with bubble water, and take out unused materials from the warehouse to make swing frames.

Because I have nothing to worry about, I always show a calm mood.

The girl from Butterfly House came to me with Butterfly Ninja behind her back, because she was afraid of being found out too much, she always called me 'the person in the room' in private.After the ban was lifted, maybe because Ms. Kanae said something to them behind my back, the girls never asked me my name, but called me "big sister with silver hair".

The ubiquitous thoughtfulness of Ms. Kanae made me feel relaxed and relieved and feel ashamed.

The adopted girls in Butterfly House usually have their own things to do. Even the youngest children will run up and down to help their sisters, and cannot play all the time.

For a while, I seemed to be the most idle person in this place.

What can I do to help?I can't cook well, I don't know anything about cooking, and most of the time I don't have a fixed place, so I'm clumsy and never do housework.For Butterfly House, I am a patient and a guest, and it is even more impossible to bring me in touch with more secrets.

So my role was limited to the girls coming over to help when they were lifting heavy loads.More often, I just bask in the sun in the corridor with nothing to do, and even hide my face in the shadow under the eaves.After all, it will be very troublesome to get back to white after tanning, and I am a lazy dog.

Although I am not interested in inquiring about other people's privacy, the only advantage of sitting in the courtyard is that I can listen to all directions and see all directions. As an idler, I am very bored to restore these grass snake gray lines one by one. .

There is a big practice field in this house, and the girls in the Butterfly House seem to be learning kendo.

This world is not very peaceful. At the beginning, I couldn't help but feel that Miss Kanae's act of letting girls learn swordsmanship to protect themselves was very far-sighted.

However, after only two days, I denied this conclusion again.

As a clinic, Miss Kanae naturally has no shortage of patients at home.These patients were all wearing the same uniform when they were brought in, so I guessed that Kanae-san and Shinobu might work in some big company.

But which big company's employees get sick because of serious trauma?The wounds were bloody and bloody, and he looked exhausted.

There are always some youths who look like swordsmen coming and going in the Butterfly House.

To put it bluntly, I'm also a guy who used to muddle along in the disgraceful world, and you only need to look at a real sword to distinguish it from real swords.

Even in the Edo period, the "Samurai Laws" promulgated by the shogun also explicitly prohibited samurai from fighting in private.

What's more, decades after the promulgation of the abolition of swords in the Meiji era, the samurai class has long been banned. Now, who would wear a sharpened sword on their body as if nothing had happened, and engage in large-scale fighting?

... It is difficult for me to connect Ms. Butterfly Chanahui with the behavior of assisting the underground evil forces.

Moreover, this era is no longer the era of using swords. Training samurai is simply exhausting and thankless.

In wars, everyone used steel objects such as warships, tanks, and fighter jets, and even the method of assassination has been replaced by guns/arms in keeping with the times.

This is a world that doesn't need great swordsmen. The best way out for talented swordsmen is nothing more than establishing schools and establishing gyms, but because of the unbalanced supply and demand.The martial arts hall has long been filled with masters who teach swordsmanship.

As far as I am concerned, I think that studying hard is more promising than practicing martial arts.

— but anyway, I'm actually very interested in their knives.

How can there be colorful knives, what kind of technology can cause this unreasonable phenomenon, I can't figure it out.

My first sword was left to me by my father. Although it is an antique handed down from generation to generation in the Edo period, it is not a famous sword with a famous name. It even needs to be maintained from time to time to prevent it from rusting.

After leaving home, I was sold because I couldn't afford to eat.

It was my first knife, but not my last.

Although I was always cheated out of money, I was penniless and worthless, but I never lacked the weapons at hand.

The concept I have received since I was a child, everyone said 'a good swordsman will cherish his sword as a partner'.

My sword has been changed from one knife to another, so I have obviously been expelled as a good swordsman long ago.

It is worth mentioning that the food at Butterfly House is very good.The tonkatsu served with plum sauce is not greasy at all, the tempura wrapped in flour is very crispy, and the white rice made with heart is delicious.I live here in a rare relaxed way, eat well and sleep well.

So I have a high degree of affection for Ms. Butterfly Kanae who took me in, and I sincerely love this hard-won peace. Even if there is something unreasonable, I will only choose to ignore it.

The turning point of the leisurely life originated one night, when Kiyoshi and the others in the temple pestered me to read "Mito Yellow Gate Wandering Notes" as a bedtime story.

The three little girls are very young, like little bean ding.The candles in the room imprinted the warm light on the window lattice, three pairs of cute peas stared at me without blinking, and the voice of a young girl was slender and tender, like a bud on a toon tree.

"Can we grow as tall as my sister in the future?"

I deliberately threatened them with bad intentions, and when they heard that I said that if I didn't go to bed early, I might not move at all, so they quickly retracted into the quilt again.

I originally planned to go back to the room after the work was over. The sufficient sleep during the day made people feel that it was too early to fall asleep at this moment, but it was dark outside and it was boring to stay outside.

When I went back to the room, I saw the shadows of people at the door of the butterfly house. Many people gathered there, which seemed to be noisy and not peaceful at night when everything was supposed to be quiet.

Miss Kanae was not at home, Shinobu stood in the crowd, her face turned pale, and she was not in good condition.Seeing me approaching, she tried her best to turn her head away, wiped away her tears, and told me not to stand here.

There was someone on the stretcher, covered with a white cloth, but it could be judged from the figure that it was a young girl.

The life of a girl at this age is like the rising sun at birth, and it should be the moment when the curtain of life has just begun, and it falls like the sunset on the branch.

Xiaokui hesitated for a moment, then caught up with me and told me that he was Miss Kanae's stepson and one of the sisters of Butterfly House.

I don't know what Kanae-san's melancholy expression of frowning occasionally means, and I don't know what the girls in the Butterfly House and the swordsmen who come and go are fighting.

After the girl's funeral was over the next day, I ran up to Kanae-san, who had hurried back to hide her exhaustion, and said to her:

"Please let me join the Ghost Killing Squad as a reward for saving your life."