My knife always wants to kill the master

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When Asano Juri and Tsurumaru Kuninaga ran along the other place they had perceived before, the little ghost followed closely behind them the whole time, but from the eyes of outsiders, they only saw a petite and small With a tense face, the boy trotted behind a white-haired young man.

Seeing such a cute boy being ruthlessly left behind by the white-haired youth in front of him, passers-by couldn't help casting disapproving glances at Asano Shuri running ahead.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, relying on others not being able to see him, witnessed this rather interesting scene. His pair of golden eyes stared at the little ghost, and he was quickly noticed by the other party and raised his head to look back, with a smile in his eyes. doubt.

"Master." Token Fusangshen, who has the same style of white hair as Asano Juri, shook his head, and ran to Asano Juri at a faster pace, motioning him to look behind him.

Asano Juri turned his head following Tsurumaru Kuninaga's realization, and saw the little ghost following them with a tight little face and a silent voice.

"..." He blinked, stopped suddenly, and then walked to him under the questioning eyes of the little ghost, then bent down, and hugged the little boy by the waist.

"?!"

The kid who didn't expect Asano Juri to do this suddenly widened his eyes, and those bright red pupils were full of astonishment.

In the past, he had never been treated like this even when he was close, let alone Minamoto Raimiko...

After the little ghost came back to his senses, he struggled a little, in exchange for the opponent's arms clenched more tightly.

"you……"

"I'm sorry, I didn't think about you before." Before Hidekiri opened his mouth to ask Asano Juri to put himself down, the other party spoke first.

Apologize at first.

No, that's not what I wanted to hear...

You fucking put me down first!

The little ghost who was hung on his body tightly by Asano Juri, like a pendant that was carried around, glared at Asano Juri several times, finally after considering that his body size became smaller and he was not suitable for long-distance action. Give up struggling.

It's just that the eyes dotted with moles of tears stared more and more bright red, and the expression on the face was far from being happy, on the contrary, it became more and more tense.

"It's really interesting." Tsurumaru Kuninaga covered his mouth and sniggered twice as if he was watching a play the whole time, then blinked those golden eyes and didn't know what to look at after being hugged by Asano Juri The little ghosts and gods there said hello,

"Hmph." Shinzurumaru Kuninaga teased naked, naked, naked, and the little ghost grabbed Asano Juri's arm with both hands, and snorted at him arrogantly.

Wow, I think these two get along very well.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who didn't react even if he was stared at, turned his gaze away with a smile, feeling softly in his heart.

Asano Juri, who didn't know that his own sword Fusangshen and the little ghost god had a lawsuit, was the one who devoted himself to the task.

The previously detected fluctuations were fleeting. If the traces had not been found in the first place, perhaps these historical revisionists would have taken the opportunity to escape and hide somewhere they could not even find themselves.

His world is full of majestic and complex power systems. If he collides with any power system that he can't deal with, it will give him a headache.

Thinking in this way, Juli Asano's speed increased by a gear, preparing to find the time-traveling army that suddenly broke in as soon as possible.

But when he came under a certain bridge, he found that an unknown well-intentioned person entertained him for him.

"That is?"

Asano Juri hugged the little ghost god's waist with one hand, regardless of whether this action made him uncomfortable, he just lifted it up reflexively.

The two pairs of bright red eyes looked at the bridge that made the noise, and one could vaguely see something extremely dangerous moving in the shadows.

Instead of entertaining an uninvited guest, he was a boy in a black windbreaker, whose figure was even thinner than the tall and thin Osamu Dazai.

He has a very recognizable head of hair, black at the root, except for two strands of hair hanging by the ears, which are white, as if God ran out of ink when he created the other party.

It's completely different from Asano Juri and Tsurumaru Kuninaga's silver-white hair.

However, that boy would cover his mouth and cough twice from time to time when he was using weird abilities.

How do you look at it... just a poor young man who is dying...

Why did he confront the Time Traveling Army?

On the other end, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who has already repelled the time-traveling army by manipulating his supernatural ability [Rashomon], noticed the arrival of Asano Juri. He turned his head and saw Asano Juri, his pupils shrank for a while.

"It's you."

"?"

The boy opposite seemed to know him.

Asano Shuri was a little surprised to hear the other party's exclamation. He put the little ghost down, and took the first look at the time-traveling army who was pushed back to the side, and confirmed that the other party was temporarily controlled by the black clothes on the boy's body and would not break free at will. Only then did he look at the weak boy in black.

Looking at the young man again, he found something was wrong. Although the young man looked weak and sick and coughed as if he was going to be out of breath, but that fierce aura...

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a sick and weak boy with no power to restrain a chicken, but a mad dog that can bite people.

"you know me?"

Hearing the boy's tone of voice that seemed to recognize him, Asano Juri greeted him with interest.

"I saw you once before, dealing with this strange thing with a sword." The boy nodded in a low voice, and the time-traveling army controlled by the supernatural power "Rashomon" struggled again while speaking.

Hearing the boy say that, Asano Juri was a little surprised.He is sure that every time he deals with this kind of thing, he avoids crowded places as much as possible, leaving few witnesses behind.

Of course, even if they were seen, they wouldn't just kill the sharks.

"Then we'll talk about other things later, let's deal with this first." Since the young man has seen him deal with the scene of the time-traveling army, he doesn't need to waste any more words.

"Tsuraru, are you going to make a move this time?"

Asano Juri turned around and asked Tsurumaru Kuninaga's opinion before he drew the sword, but the other party shook his head and refused.

"No, I'll go around the neighborhood and look for any fish that slipped through the net."

It is still possible to distinguish which is more important and which is more important.

The low-quality mass-produced swords had already been nailed to death, and he was not interested in rushing over to take the heads. It was better to go around and look for any remaining traces first.

He's not that playful.

After Tsurumaru Kuninaga finished speaking, he rushed out, Asano Juri shrugged, pulled out the Nashin slender sword that Nashin had picked up from the time-traveling army from his waist, and walked to the boy.

"Shall we talk later?"

When passing by the boy, he made a special question.

"No, I don't care about Xiaoxiao's generation." The boy shook his head, looked at Asano Shuri going back in time, and then coughed twice while covering his mouth.

"This kind of thing doesn't appear often." He said so with an indifferent expression.

"It will only appear with purple lightning."

Before, by chance, he had seen Asano Shuri chopping this thing up, and he started looking for the pattern of the time-traveling army, and he happened to catch it.

"Purple lightning?"

A strange look flashed in Asano's eyes when he heard what the boy said, "So that's how it is. Is this the scene in your eyes?"

"So, in your eyes, what did the thing you controlled just now look like?"

Hearing Asano Juri's words, Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned, "It's just a black irregular shape, exuding a dangerous atmosphere... Besides, are there other forms?"

"No, it's nothing." Hearing what the boy said, Asano Shuri covered his eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"It's hard for you to deal with these things, but remember to contact me next time if you encounter these things again." He said so, throwing a business card over.

"This kind of thing still needs to be handled by professionals. Amateurs should be careful not to play with their own lives."

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Higekiri looked up at Asano Juri, at that moment just now, he felt the obvious emotional fluctuations in Asano Juri.

It seems to be happy, but with some contradictions.

"Is there anything special about that boy?"

He waited for the boy to leave before asking softly, "It's nothing, I just didn't expect people with supernatural abilities to be able to use the power of other systems."

Asano Juri shook his head, thinking that maybe this was also the reason for the boy's weakness.

"This world is full of various power systems, but because of the 'rules', everyone can only have a certain special power system. For example, it is almost impossible for a person with supernatural powers to become a king, or even impossible. To be the clan of some king, unless he relinquishes the power of a system."

"That is to say, all power systems on the rule side in this world are opposed."

"That boy..."

Hearing Asano Juri's words, Higakiri quickly realized that the boy just now used a supernatural ability to control the time-traveling army that was not part of the supernatural power side.

In other words, what Asano Juri said just now is not correct, there are indeed people with the power of the two systems.

"Yes, that boy is a 'special case'. Generally speaking, even if a person with supernatural powers is combined with a person with other power systems, if the child born has two power systems at the same time, they will definitely conflict with each other, resulting in the child's premature death .”

"But the boy didn't."

"He might be a 'miracle.'"

Mustache looked up at the other party, opened his mouth and just wanted to tell him where so many miracles came from in this world, but then stopped for no reason when he met those eyes.

When he met those red eyes full of emotion, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

in case……

But how is this possible?

The little ghost looked up at him, and the waves in his heart surged up little by little until they gathered into some kind of monstrous waves that could swallow all his sanity.

What if his guess is true?

If...the man in front of you...

"I went to inspect the surrounding area~ There is nothing wrong with it."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice suddenly came and became an anchor point, pulling his reason from the far side back to this world.

"Oh, I didn't bother the master and Mr. Hikiri, did I?"

The Token Fusang Shinto, who squeezed into a man and a demon with a playful smile, didn't notice anything wrong at all.

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The author has something to say:

after a long time,

"You who came into this world are a miracle."