It is said that Sun Pillar-sama is the god of fire

The house collapsed behind them, and the violent roar shook Kamado Tanjiro and Butterfly's eardrums.

Their current situation is definitely not good, not to mention that both of them are in torn clothes and in a mess, fighting with ghosts all night is enough to make them exhausted, and they even support each other when they walk.

"Stove Gate Lord... is really amazing."

The two were propping up against the wall, and Die Die suddenly laughed like this.

Not in a harsh tone, without vigilance, Kamado Tanjiro raised his head, and was looking at those eyes that were full of a gentle smile like in the past.

Butterfly Shinobi just let out a sigh. The red-haired youth was bathed in the sun, and the bright sunlight was reflected in the crimson eyes.

"For more things, please wait until you return to the headquarters."

Butterfly shook her head reluctantly, without any intention of explaining.

Tong Mo didn't intend to help Tanjiro conceal his identity at all—it would be better to say that Kamizuru, who has an extremely bad personality, wanted to make trouble to the point where everyone knew the identity of the other god.

What's more, even at the dawn of the day, it is quite commendable to be able to escape with Butterfly Shinobu almost unharmed after angering Oni Wu Tsuji.

She is not such a stupid person, and she has some guesses in her heart.

The feathers on his body were tattered like a butterfly. Butterfly grabbed the front of his front and couldn't help but look back at the ruins that had collapsed.

The second string that endangered one side has been completely buried under the ruins, and it doesn't even have the qualifications to be annihilated in the sun.

"... so dead..."

The cold buttons on the front of the Ghost Killing Squad's uniform were stuck in the palm of his hand, Die Die gritted his teeth, and there was no reason to feel a wave of resentment in his heart, as if the anger that should have been vented on the evil spirits finally came long overdue.

The murderer who killed my sister died just like that.

But after the anger is over, what remains in my heart is only the fatigue and powerlessness that make people unable to stand still.

In the end, it was not she, not even Ri Zhu, who killed the murderer who deserved death, but the ghost king who was furious for some reason.

In this case, can she be regarded as revenge for her sister?

Lowering his head, the woman's relatively slender wrists clearly came into view.Butterfly Ninja's hands are definitely not as smooth and tender as a [-]-year-old girl, perhaps because she is born with a petite figure, her hands also look too small.

Large and small scars can be seen everywhere on the palm of the hand, and the dense scars and palm lines are connected together, as if they are inseparable from the proof of something.

Just like all swordsmen will have thick calluses on their hands, this situation is inevitable for Butterfly Ninja who is an insect pillar.

He clenched his palms tightly, nails that hadn't been trimmed for many days pierced deeply into the flesh.The slight pain broke into my mind, but it seemed to instantly ignite the unwillingness and pain buried deep in my mind.

Why don't I have enough strength to cut off the ghost's neck?

She thought so more than once.

Obviously the speed has reached the extreme, and try to use other aspects to make up for its own shortcomings.But when facing the powerful ghost, Butterfly Shinobu couldn't help but have such thoughts.

Obviously it is such a good opportunity, as long as she can cut off the neck of that damned top string--she can truly avenge her sister!

Instead of being like this...

"Miss Butterfly?"

Tanjiro's concerned voice came from next to his ear, and his tightly clenched hands seemed to be covered by another pair of warm and dry hands.

Butterfly subconsciously raised her head, and Tanjirou Kamado was standing in front of her, her crimson eyes that were coated with a layer of golden sunlight clearly reflected her panicked appearance at the moment.

Die Die endured the icy cold sensation on her face, she pulled out her hand in panic, and wiped away the tears that overflowed her eyes for some reason.

No wonder Tanjiro Kamado looked so worried.

Unknowingly, she had tears streaming down her face.

"Are you okay..."

Standing in front of Butterfly Ninja, Tanjiro Kamado was rarely at a loss.

The petite woman in front of him still had tears glistening in her eyes, and Tanjiro's chest felt heavy and he could barely breathe due to the overwhelming grief that emanated from his body.

What is mixed with the sadness is confusion, unwillingness, and resentment.

Unwilling to be weak and weak, resenting one's own flaws and helplessness.

"It's okay." Wiping away the tears on his face indiscriminately, Die Die resisted curling the corners of his mouth, as if trying to pull out a smile like in the past, but ended in failure.

"I just remembered a very important relative."

"If it's Zaomen Lord, he should be able to protect his most important person." Butterfly shook his head silently, looking silently at the ruins that were almost invisible behind him.

She remembered Tanjiro Kamado's gentle and precious eyes when he looked at the boy with cherry pink eyes, as if he was treating the most important person in his life, and he was reluctant to let him suffer even the slightest bit of harm.

Die Die could not bear to hear that this child was the eldest son of a family saved by Kamado Tanjiro. In order to protect his family, he embarked on this road destined to be full of thorns and pains.

——It's exactly the same as Tanjirou.

"That's not the case." However, beyond Butterfly Shinobu's expectation, Tanjirou Kamado smiled wryly and lowered his head when he heard what Mozhuzhu said.

"Even if it's me, I can't save that child."

He looked at Butterfly Shinobi, and there seemed to be a heavy and incomparable sadness quietly condensed in those deep red eyes, which were covered by the golden sunlight reflected in his eyes.

"That child was killed by Wu Mi a long time ago."

Tanjiro Kamado looked up at the rising sun slowly in the sky again, the dazzling brilliance made his eyes hurt, his eye sockets sore, and the corners of his eyes were uncontrollably moist under the stimulation of the sun.

"But it's pointless to dwell in grief and regret all the time."

"The tragedies that have happened cannot be undone, but at least I still have the ability to prevent other tragedies from happening."

So no matter how difficult the road was, he walked alone without hesitation.

But he is not alone.

Be it Ye Bu and Slick Ghost who have been worrying about him in secret, or the countless powerful and reliable partners he has met for thousands of years, he is never alone.

Friends and long-term companions are by the side of the gods.

****

"elder brother!"

"Tanjiro."

Still wearing a hospital gown, with the bruised rat tail on his face and body, he rushed out excitedly, and rushed out of the door with his hands full of the late returning Rizhu, wishing to stuff his whole body into Zaomen Tanjirou's arms.

This kind of movement is absolutely overreaching, but Shuwei didn't intend to let go of his arms at all, instead he rubbed his arms secretly and put his head into the warm chest of the young man.

Anyway, Tanjiro is his elder brother, so Tanjiro wouldn't say anything if he was so capricious.Quietly sticking out his tongue in his heart, Shuwei thought without feeling guilty at all.

"Hey, this is it?"

It was definitely not Tanjiro who pulled him away, but Mozhu, who was standing behind Hilzhu, with a soft smile and gloomy face looking at the pink-eyed boy.

"I don't remember patients who haven't recovered being able to run out at will."

Butterfly smiled softly, but the strength of the hand that pulled the collar of the rat's tail was definitely not gentle.

"Miss Butterfly should also take a good rest."

Tanjiro Kamado laughed at Ichiro, who was chased out aggressively, and waved his hand pitifully to Shuwei who asked him for help, and said very thoughtfully, "Satou needs to recover from his wounds."

On the way back, he and Die Ren heard more or less about the dangerous situation that the teenagers encountered in Yoshiwara Flower Street.

"Mr. Yumao's body, is it all right?" He turned to the sound column who came out of the butterfly house with a yawn and was disturbed by the noise of the rat tail. an eye of things.

"Well, basically recovered." Seemingly aware of Kamado Tanjiro's gaze, Umo Tengen gently stroked the eyepatch covering half of his face, and laughed heartily, "The gorgeous festival god won't just because of this small Get hurt and fall down!"

"—Although I said so, everyone is safe and sound this time, thanks to his help!"

So the person who was leaning on the edge of the door and watching them in silence finally stepped forward and walked slowly to Kamado Tanjirou.

"Ah, Yabu!" Kamado Tanjiro obviously didn't expect to see the God of Misfortune, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and he raised his hand to greet people with a smile all over his face.

Time is the most meaningless thing to them as gods. The friendship and emotion between human beings may gradually fade with the passage of time, but the friendship between gods will not disappear easily.

"Long time no see." However, Yato was not as excited as Kamado Tanjiro.The blue-eyed god nodded slightly, and then his sharp gaze was firmly locked on Kamado Tanjirou's arm, which made Kagami startled suddenly.

Subconsciously, he wanted to hide his hand behind his back, but was grabbed by the adult Fu Jinshen, unable to move.

Regardless of whether there were other people present or not, there was no time to do any protection, Futsushen frowned, and removed the bandages covering Tanjiro's forearm layer by layer.

——Sure enough, the deep purple ailment spread silently on the white arms, and the strange and ominous breath made even humans who knew nothing about it couldn't help frowning.

Butterfly Shinobu opened her eyes wide in surprise, if I remember correctly, this is where Kamado Tanjiro was scratched by the black thorn.

"Yabu, let go!" Tanjirou Kamado anxiously wanted to knock off the blue-eyed god's hand.

Unprepared, Yato's hand would inevitably be eroded by ailments—or rather, he did it on purpose.

"You met him." Lan Tong said with firmness, "Only the blood of that guy can do this kind of ailment."

Tanjiro Kamado turned his head away from Yato's gaze, and remained silent.

"Let's go, I'll take you to wash it off." After a long time, Vulcan sighed.

Hanging down his pinched and aching arm, Kamado Tanjiro silently pulled down his sleeves, seemingly unwilling to explain further.

However, within a few steps, the God of Fujin grabbed his sleeve tightly again, just like the blue-eyed god had almost become a habitual action when he was still a child.

"Tanjiro, don't do stupid things." He said every word, almost gritting his teeth to complete the sentence.

"How could it be?" Yato heard Vulcan's voice falling lightly in his ears, like the light snow in winter and the soft sunlight in spring.

"I promised Shuwei that I would take him to watch the Vulcan Festival together."

The author has something to say: Jiageng wait until the May Day holiday to make arrangements, OTZ has been too busy recently.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Fanfan 1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!