No Misfortune Self-Help Guide

"Do you think it looks the same strange?"

Onimai Tsuji Mumi also raised his hand to caress Miyashiki's cheek. It seems that he has also lost his basic ability to judge. He has to rely on the most primitive human senses to "see" Muyashiki.

Lost vision, don't use eyes to see the world, only rely on touch, feel and touch with hands, and the rules that once hindered the cognition of obstetrics also lost their effect.

However, Ghost Mai Tsuji was not happy. Between being able to recognize "self" and having vision, vision is obviously more important.

Oniwu Tsuji Mumi is a selfish person, suffering mental ups and downs while waiting, almost crazy, he took the lead in choosing to satisfy his desire in this first encounter with Miyashiki Mumi.

However, after tasting the taste of Xinniannian, the aftertaste was so bitter that he fell into a deeper breakdown.

"Are you... another me?"

Miyashiki Mumi moved a little closer to Kimai Tsuji's face, there was clearly nothing in those empty eyes, but Kimai Tsuji felt that he saw himself.

"I'm."

"I'm another you."

"I'm Mumai Tsuji."

The rules that had been voluntarily called out by Ubayashiki Mumi disappeared in an instant, and the two "Muyan" completely communicated with each other for the first time.

"I" is the future in the mirror of "you", the reflection in the water, and the madman eager to snatch "you" from the hands of this world.

I will also suffer for the pain of "you", mourn for the sadness of "you", and throw myself into the trap again and again for the existence of "you".

"Onimai Tsuji no misery...Onimai Tsuji, can I call you that?"

Ubuyashiki carefully held Onimai Tsuji's face with both hands, and the corners of his eyes touched by his fingertips were slightly moist.

"You can call me whatever you want."

"Well... will you be like me every day?"

Wu Mi is more curious about the other self in the world, and he notices that Onimai Tsuji seems to know more things.

"Different."

Onimai Tsuji knew what he was asking, "I can take you to experience more different things."

He held Wu Mi's face in the same gesture, with his foreheads touching, the tip of his nose touching, and his lips and tongue intersecting.

It seems that as long as this is done, the heart that is riddled with holes can be repaired.

What are more different things?

Onimai Tsuji didn't seem particularly happy, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances.

As for the complex emotions contained in those unhappiness, Wu Mi couldn't understand it.

His world, deprived of both senses, is narrow and monotonous, but it magnifies the other senses.

Touch, skin, smell, movement...

Wu Mi's jaw was pushed open, Oni Wu Tsuji's strong, intrusive, intrusive tongue swirled wantonly in the mouth like a flexible fish.

He tentatively stuck out the tip of his tongue, and curiously followed Kimai Tsuji to do the same.

Oni Wu Tsuji's eyes suddenly became darker, and he absorbed the unfamiliarity and stagnation from Wu Mi's mouth even more bluntly.

As the air in his mouth and nose became less and less, Wu Mi realized that he was a little dizzy.

His hand involuntarily grasped Onimai Tsuji's back, and his brain gradually went blank.

Oni Wu Tsuji's lips slowly separated from Wu Mi, and gently wiped away a trace of body fluid dripping from the corners of Wu Mi's mouth.

"what is this?"

Wu miserable panted a little, he had never experienced such a thing in the past.

"This is how we say hello, only the two of us can use it, remember?"

"Remember." Although Wu Mi said so, the expression on his face still half understood.

"Birthday gift, this time I also brought it."

Onimai Tsuji wiped the thin sweat off Wu Mi's forehead with his hand, and spoke softly.

"Gift……?"

Because it is very difficult to communicate with other members of the Ubuyashiki family, the current Wuyou obviously does not understand this word that he would not normally come into contact with.

"It's what I want to give you."

"Apple Candy...it should be called He Lingo now."

As early as the first time they met, when all five senses were intact, Onimai Tsuji had already prepared this gift.

Wuyou, who drinks medicine all the year round, likes sweets, but the items in the Heian-kyo era are lacking and good, and the food sources are not the same as those in Taisho. It is naturally difficult for Kimai Tsuji to let Wuyou taste different flavors of sweets.

In the Heian-kyo period, the apples called Heringo were small and astringent, and there were not many fruits. The variety was much worse than that of later generations.

After experiencing Onimai Tsuji's superb cooking skills, the last apple candy left after practicing pouring syrup many times is already the best in appearance.

The half-red and half-fist-sized He Ringo was stuck on a wooden stick, and the skin was covered with a layer of oily brown syrup.

Guiwu Tsuji bit off the uneven and brittle sugar shell, crushed it in his mouth, and kissed Wu Mi again.

Are you saying hello this time?It tasted different from last time.

Between the lips and tongue, there is sweetness, burnt bitterness, and a fruity aroma.

The taste is not so sweet, but it is very unique, Wu Mi has never been shared and eaten like this.

He is like a small animal lured out of the hole by food, and he is more and more proactive in rubbing the sweetness in the mouth of Onimai Tsuji with his tongue.

A little more, a little more...

After a long time, Wu Mi took the initiative to let go of Oni Wu Tsuji, and then kissed her bright red lips with her satisfied tongue.

"I also learned how to say hello."

"I'll take you to treatment." Guiwu Tsuji hugged Wumi, although he didn't use much force, but the veins on his arms were already protruding.

"it is good."

Wu Mi readily accepted.

Treatment is something that makes him happy, and he seemed to have dreamed of treatment last night.

……

The desire in Gui Wu Tsuji's heart was too strong, and he wanted Wu Mi too much.

Such a short period of time without restraint, the consequence of two consecutive treatments is that Wu Mi has a fever again.

However, it was not so serious that he fell into a coma, and he was still able to speak clearly.

"I feel warm all over."

Lying on the couch, Wuyou looked at Onimai Tsuji whose lines became clearer and clearer in his eyes. Apart from some weakness in his body, he felt that his condition was exceptionally good, and the treatment was very useful.

"Your voice is hoarse."

Onimai Tsuji frowned and applied a towel soaked in cold water to Wumi's forehead.

Wu Mi felt that his fever was also very good, because more than half of the high fever was on Onimai Tsuji.

Even after experiencing reincarnation again, the scale bug still seemed to remain on Wu Mi's body.

This is something that Onimai Tsuji discovered after the treatment.

However, he used the meat puppet to go to Qianhong Mountain to look for Shizawa, but all he found was an empty house.

Onimai Tsuji's heart was a little heavy, the bug was indeed very troublesome, and the advantages and disadvantages were almost equally divided.

This time, it shouldn't be the same as last time...

Guiwu Tsuji was not sure if Wu Mi would be pregnant like last time, after all, he had no real communication with Wu Mi last time.

Even the insect master couldn't fully understand the habits of this kind of insect with weird habits. All Guiwu Tsuji could do was to "treat" Wu Mi as many times as possible before that kind of thing happened.

"When will we treat again?" Wu Mi never forgot the matter of treatment.

"After you recover...someone is coming."

"Ok."

Oni Wu Tsuji stopped talking, looked at Wu Mi with a slightly disappointed face, and quietly hid in the room.

Perhaps because of the lack of too many senses, this time Wu Mi's mind is obviously not as mature as before. Once he tastes something he likes, he will keep asking for it like a child, wanting more.

He can't even judge whether things around him are good or bad.

Onimai Tsuji didn't leave Miyashiki's house directly with Wu Mi. Although he heard about the pharmacist from Abe Noriyu last time, he didn't have time to wait for the pharmacist to appear.

All the decisions in the past were made by him. Although there were no accidents in the short term, they did not end well in the end.

This time, when those people leave, tell Wu Mi some simple interests, and let him make a choice with his keen senses.

……

Wu Can smelled the faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and further away, there were other miscellaneous smells.

He remembered this smell that he had smelled a long time ago, because this smell was much better than the smells of dust, wood, fishy smell, etc. that he often smelled.

But the smell on Onimu Tsuji's body didn't disappear either, he was right next to him.

The quilt on his body was pulled, and Wu Mi's sleeve was lifted up with one hand, and then quickly put down.

Wu Mi turned his head in the corresponding direction.

That exquisite face has a fragile beauty because of the perennial illness, but the eyes are empty and can't reflect anything. The expression is neither resentful nor angry, but reveals a purity of ignorance of the world. .

But those ambiguous scars on his body that haven't faded away and are superimposed with old and new are obviously not the case.

"Who did it? Don't you know what happened!"

Mrs. Ubuyashiki yelled loudly at Wu Mi, but it was a one-way and ineffective communication.

Holding back her anger, she took Wu Mi's hand, and her well-maintained long nails ran across Wu Mi's palm.

"Who touched you"

Wu Mi blinked, but said nothing.

He didn't want to tell others about the existence of Onimai Tsuji.

Such unresponsive questions and answers are already the norm, Mrs. Ubuyashiki let go of Wuyou's hand, and began to turn around and scold the servants loudly.

"How do you take care of the young master? If this kind of thing spreads outside, what face will the Miyayashiki family have?"

No one dared to answer her question.

She reprimanded him non-stop for a quarter of an hour, and at the end she left with a sentence to call the pharmacist.

After Madam Yuyashiki left, the four servants in the room began to discuss in a low voice.

"Didn't you two watch the night yesterday? Why did you go to sleep again?"

"It's really sleepy. Who knew that something like that happened last night."

"You two often fall asleep during the night watch too!"

Standing in a dark corner, Onimai Tsuji looked indifferently at these servants who were shirking each other in front of the master, and didn't leave to find the pharmacist until the quarrel was over, clenched and loosened their hands.

He can no longer do it himself.

but……

"Slump into a saboteur's sleep in the presence of your master."

Onimai Tsuji said softly.

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