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The dusk is gradually falling, and the afterglow is scattered on the leaves, reflecting a little bit of broken shadows.

The pink-haired boy drew his saber sideways, and then swung the saber skill like a swimming dragon as fast as a stream of water.

The evil ghost with the severed head widened its eyes in disbelief, and the greed and unwillingness in the eyes leaked out on the ugly face, but within a few seconds, it dissipated into pieces.

Lowering his eyes, retracting the knife, Satu's silver eyes did not show any hesitation.

The blue sun wheel knife that has been around for a long time does not have any blunt feeling in his hand, as if it is his own knife.

And in the box on his back, little Yoshiyuki Tomioka stabilized his body silently.

Although the immature face is calm, but the arm holding the calf to prevent himself from shaking proves his mood at this time——

Too careless.

I shouldn't believe what this swordsman said.

It won't shake as promised.

When he was in the wisteria house, he did control his body to become a child and get into the box, but he just said "come and hug me".

As a result, the swordsman treated him coldly, and forced himself into the box without even giving him a blanket.

Is it great strength?

Out of nowhere, he got angry, picked up the person like a cat and stuffed it in, and even used the box to block the attack.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki seemed to be able to see the pink-haired swordsman who stuffed himself into the box outside and swung his knife in circles to deliver the box to the ghost's claws.

It will hurt to hit it.

After making complaints a few times, Tomioka Yoshiyuki moved his legs again, preparing to adjust his posture, but found that the box under him no longer seemed to be shaking due to his movements.

Confused for a moment, Yiyong let go of the arm holding his calf, and hesitantly stretched out his little hand towards the door that could be opened at will——

outside the box.

Sato leaned on the tree trunk with his arms folded, watching the box at his feet being pushed away with a "squeak", and a small black-haired head poked out of it with doubts on his face.

Xiao Yiyong tilted his head: "Is it evening?"

Satoshi's expression was complicated, and he responded with a muffled voice.

Because he was afraid that the ghost would be suffocated if he stayed in the box all the time, and would become bloody and eat people, so he would release him at night.

Fortunately, this ghost is rational, and he is not a thin blood like Undead Chuan. It has been a whole day now and nothing has happened.

But no matter what, he still couldn't accept this ghost.

The vagaries are too cunning.

He can skillfully turn into the appearance of a child, he is not sure how many people this ghost has eaten with this ability, and it can also control desires so rationally - is it Twelve Ghost Moons.

Sabito raised his eyes and looked at Yoshiyuki Tomioka who was slowly changing back to his original form.

The black-haired boy's slender body is accentuated by the iris-colored feathers. His face, which has not been exposed to the sun all year round, is paler than he remembers. The half-length black hair looks soft, and there is a water-like pattern on the left cheek. The lake blue eyes are extremely penetrating.

No.

There are numbers in the eyes of the twelve ghosts.

but--

"Won't you become something else?"

Sato said coldly, extremely dissatisfied seeing him return to his original appearance.

He believed that the ghost had changed its appearance after spying on his own memory, so he said so.

It's a cunning ghost, and that's all it can be.

Satoshi would never believe that Yoshiyuki chose to turn into a ghost in order to survive, and Tomioka Yoshiyuki would never do that.

Even if Giyuu dies, he will never accept the blood of Onimai Tsuji.

There is absolutely no way this person is Giyu Tomioka.

But Satoshi thought so, but Tomioka Yoshiyuki didn't know.

He was only puzzled by Satoshi's words, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. After a sudden realization, he slowly shrunk, and his clothes dragged on the ground again.

Xiao Yiyong raised his head and looked at him sincerely.

"Then do you like it?"

"..."

Xitu paused, as if he could still see a signal of seeking praise from his milky face.

This Demon Slayer Swordsman likes children very much, no, to be precise, they are human children.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki was very sure of his idea, and he never doubted it from beginning to end.

Because he saw it, on the street of the fireworks festival, next to the mask vendor's booth, saw the pink-haired young man take off his mask and protect the two children.

To be honest, before seeing the pink-haired swordsman, Tomioka Yoshiyuki always thought that the rumored ghost-slaying swordsman was the kind who was vicious, hated children, and beat people at every turn.

But he was wrong. The pink-haired swordsman is only fierce, not evil, and he likes children very much.

Especially the black-haired ones, without any gradients, like black-haired children who have been abandoned by this gradient hair color world.

Although I turned into a child that night and tried to make him feel better and failed, and even made a bad face, at least Tomioka Yoshiyuki affirmed this matter.

This swordsman just can't do anything with children.

After all, he actually agreed to buy a blanket to put in the trunk after he asked for it when he was younger.

"Just this once," he said.

Although he frowned when he said it, but when he bought it, he chose a pattern that was the same as his tortoiseshell feather weaving.

Human beings who are duplicity can feel good sometimes.

On the evening of the third day, they still hadn't reached the Ghost Killing Squad.

Holding the crow like petting a cat, Tomioka Yoshiyuki sat on the stone blankly, in front of him was a pile of smoking dry firewood.

He was waiting for the pink-haired swordsman to come back from fishing in a distant river.

He doesn't mean to be freeloader.

He would have liked to help, too.

But I don't know why, every time Tomioka enters the water, the fish that swim happily will stay eight feet away from the shallow water.

It was as scary as if it felt some kind of radiation.

At that time, Yiyong looked innocent, but Sato was a little bit hopeless, so he had to stay away from the river bank and come back to light a fire for Yu Yiyong.

Although lighting a fire...it doesn't seem to be very successful.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka fell into deep thought as he looked at the fire in front of him, which was obviously emitting only black smoke, and began to wonder if he had offended the God of Nature.

Otherwise, how can you catch fish and catch fish, and even ignite the fire?

Depressed in his heart, Tomioka Yoshiyuki still did not give up on making a fire, and even tried to start drilling matches with water jets to make fire.

however.

"Mr. Tsukihiko! Help—"

Suddenly, a female voice suddenly came from the surroundings, making Yiyong and the crow, who had excellent hearing, raise their heads at the same time.

The author has something to say: Finally, Mr. Onimai Tsujiyuehiko (×), you are here too!

Yue Yan is, um, one of Wu Mi's names _(:з"∠)_, Mr. Yue Yan is still very good to children and women.

I feel that the little boy Yong may be able to have fun with Mr. Yueyan's daughter, and the kindergarten drama is about to start! (What)

感谢在2020-09-2311:59:10~2020-09-2923:59:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 soft father;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: ㄒ dark 40 bottles;

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