[Ghost Slayer] Thorns and Flowers

No matter what outsiders say, Aoi is very satisfied with her life.

There is a shrine to live in, and as a witch, you only need to help the village pray for a good harvest and rain twice a year to gain the respect of the village.Also because of her identity as a witch, she doesn't need to work too much to get the food and resources she deserves.

I can usually do what I want to do, and I will be respectfully watched by the children, and I will occasionally be stuffed with the crops at home by the uncles and aunts.The shrine only needs to be taken care of once a month, and other than that, it can be said that there is almost no need to do other chores——

Therefore, there is no need to pay too much attention to the death of the miko who raised him, and the fact that he is alone and has no relatives.

After finishing the routine work, I strengthened the enchantment around the shrine. The shrine in the forest looks so quiet that it can be said to be a bit gloomy.However, Aoi is used to living in the shrine all year round. Although there are fierce beasts in the forest, they will not approach the shrine with an enchantment, and they will not attack her who grew up in the shrine.

After walking the routine hundred steps after dinner with a lamp in her hand, the witch who was wandering around in the forest and just about to go back to the shrine to rest suddenly heard the rustling in the grass.She who wanted to go home raised her eyebrows, feeling that such a scene made her curious.

Making such a sound, it should not be a snake. Since a snake was caught by her and smashed into pieces, no snake dared to appear in front of her again; an injured small herbivore?Well, even if it was, after I cured a rabbit and shaved off all its fur as a consultation fee, these small animals would not dare to hang around her again.

So, what is it?

With the curiosity that is inevitable as long as she hears the sound, Aoi even walked over with a little joy, completely ignoring the rabbits, deer, monkeys and sparrows around her who seemed to be warning, and slightly aggravated the sound of her footsteps. The still grass spoke with a smile.

"good evening."

"..."

As a matter of course, there is no sound... Well, I can rule out the little bear and her mother that I rescued last time for stealing honey and being almost stung to death by bees.

"It seems that the moonlight cannot be said to be very good today, but the air smells very good."

The faint fragrance from the crushed flowers came from the grass, which was much stronger than the fragrance from other places.Thinking about it this way, it seems that the wolf cub who was raised by himself for three months and barely learned how to bark, but was found to run away by the villagers in the end.

"If it's okay, I'll go first."

Still no sound, no movement?It's just that the breathing seemed to be a little heavier, and the small sounds in the grass began to get louder.

The smile on the witch's face became more obvious. Unlike her leaving, she walked towards the grass: "However, I think you need help?"

Stretching out the shrubs that blocked the view, the birds on the tree flew up from the branches and disappeared instantly as if they were startled. Some herbivores nearby either took a few steps back or ran away immediately.Aoi didn't care much about the behavior of the animals next to her. She reached out and put down the lamp in her hand, squatted down, stared at the man in front of her and blinked.

The moonlight just fell from the clouds at this time, making the originally gloomy dense forest a little more silent.What was in front of him was not a ferocious animal, but a rare human with long black hair.

Is it human?

The witch took a look at the scars on his hands, which seemed to have some curable toxins left on them.The dark red patch on the clothes on her body should be bloodstains, and the traces left by the bloodstains disappeared deep into the dense forest, but she didn't really want to get to the bottom of it.

The man's eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he passed out or just closed them—Aoi thought it was the latter.After all, he was still tense, obviously aware of his approach and very vigilant.

"I didn't expect...it was actually a samurai sir."

"..."

"Ah, did you guess wrong? Then it's not a warrior, could it be said that it is a son of the public? Ah, then I was really rude."

The clear and clear voice said teasing words, gradually approaching with a little joke and a fresh scent of grass and trees.At the moment when she felt that she was about to be touched, Aoi opened her eyes looking at the man in front of her.It didn't mean to startle me and open it suddenly, it was more like lowering my eyes gracefully, and then slowly turned to myself.

Under the moonlight, he could see his eyes were blood red, so the contrast with his skin color was particularly obvious.The witch blinked, and the smile on her face deepened: "Good evening, sir."

"Ah, good evening."

"What are you doing here?"

His voice was low and magnetic, and the witch didn't take back the hand that was about to touch his cheek, but instead laughed, and continued very gently: "Do you need my help?"

"If you can."

"Of course I can help you, but you have to answer my question first."

Looking directly into the eyes of the other party as if they were hunters, Aoi finally took her hands back, her smile was as bright and brilliant as ever: "What is your name?"

"..."

"Aliases are also okay, I don't mind at all anyway, as long as you don't mind either. Or do you want to hear my name first? My name is Aoi, because I was raised in a shrine when I was a child, so my surname follows Lord God rises up, just call me Aoi."

"Is it a god, which god is it?"

"Is it important?"

The witch blinked her eyes, as if she didn't know what she said, and noticed that when the man seemed unable to stand on her own, she reached out and supported him with his permission: "Actually, if you can't walk, I can call two deer to help you."

"no need."

"Oh, you don't need to be so brave. By the way, you must have been looking for the shrine before, right? It's a pity, if I didn't take the initiative to untie the barrier, no villagers, outsiders, or animals would be able to enter. Well, only You can only come in if you are invited by me, isn't it amazing?"

She could feel that the person she was supporting didn't seem to have any warm temperature, but the way he helped her carry the lantern gave a sense of stability, as if he hadn't suffered any serious injuries at all.The witch thought for a moment and stopped talking. She narrowed her eyes all the way back to the shrine: "I have to get your name before I can let you in. It's your real name. There is only one chance. You have to think about it before answering, otherwise You can't get in."

"You can ask for your real name."

The man finally spoke, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, but he quickly covered up his attitude: "Kimai Tsuji."

"Onimai Tsuji...a curious surname, first name."

"No misery."

"Ok?"

When she heard this syllable, the witch was slightly taken aback, and she couldn't hold back her complaints while opening her hands: "How can a parent give their son such a name as 'Innocence'? It really has no taste at all."

"Have no taste?"

"Forget it, I'm not something that can be involved in other people's family affairs. Chinese characters, give me Chinese characters. It's not enough to only know syllables."

"Ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable."

One word after another seemed to be floating in the witch's hand. The man watched her draw his name in the air with one hand and lowered his eyes to stare at her hand holding his arm, turning himself into a sharp claw as if inadvertently. His hand turned into a normal gesture.

At least he really needs a place where he can recover, so let this witch think he is harmless and take him in for a while.

"It's okay, but even if it's like this, it can only last for one day. Well, you can't run around in one day anyway. If you want to go out after a day, remember to come to me first."

The witch turned her head away with a smile, and blinked her eyes as if she didn't know what happened: "You can just call me Xiaokui, do you need any wound medicine? I can get it for you."

"Thank you so much."

"Hmm, are there any other taboos? The noble young master of the public family should not dislike me for being poorly entertained by this dilapidated shrine."

"Need not."

"No need? You are really easy to talk to."

As if surprised by his words, the witch took the man back to an empty room in the shrine, brought him a bed and medicinal wine, and sat on the side: "Then let's do this first, tomorrow..."

"Does this room get sunlight?"

"Eh?"

"I have a disease."

Aoi blinked her eyes, as if she was signaling the other party to continue talking, or just to show that she knew.Guiwu Tsuji glanced at her, and continued with his excuse: "You can't be exposed to the sun, and bad things will happen if you are exposed to the sun."

"Oh, I see. It really is a noble young master of the public family. This requirement is really more stringent than other requirements."

"Have you met anyone else?"

"Didn't it be said in the scriptures that the young master of the public family can only eat a small piece of meat in the center of the fish belly, and the radish must have a tender core the size of a little finger in the center... Ah, you won't be picky when it comes to it This one?"

"will not."

"That's good, but if there is no sunshine, let me think about it."

The witch frowned, as if she suddenly thought of something and nodded: "Do you mind the innermost part of the shrine?"

"can."

"Then come with me, oh my goodness, I finished cleaning that room recently, otherwise it would be really troublesome. Then let's stay here, it's late, I hope Mr. Wu Mi can have a good dream."

The witch opened the door, and it was true that there were no windows around as she said, only a statue of a god was placed next to it.The idol seems to be made of good wood, exuding the aroma of wood, which smells peaceful and long.

Seeing the back of the miko helping her make the bed and leaving, Onimai Tsuji sat on the side, thinking about her appearance holding a lantern under the moonlight, and slowly closed her eyes.

He just needs a place to rest.

That's it.

The author has something to say: Sorry, I am Yangou——

So is there a conflict between liking Wu Mi and wishing to drink wisteria tea and sunbathe with him?Absolutely not.

CP is Xiao Kui and Wu Mi, and I will generate electricity for love if I don’t comprehend it. I hope everyone will collect it and support it =333=