Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

Shi Tingfei frowned and muttered, but couldn't help but look ahead.

That scene lit up the warm lamp in my heart, like an illusory dream in my mind.

But through a thick layer of frosted glass, you can only see but not touch.

The warm light swayed in the hut, with green tatami mats one after another, and black wooden walls with bright ceilings. All kinds of decorations were removed, leaving only flower arrangements and ink paintings hanging on the walls.

It was obviously more spacious than the original old house, but at this moment, it seemed extremely crowded.

Not far away, in the kitchen on the right side of the living room, mother, Mrs. Butterfly, and Miss Tsutako were very busy. Hot oil was rolling, the fire was slow, the aroma of seasonings was very light, and there were smiles while busy.

Rich smoke and smoke.

Shi Zhifei now knew why he prepared dinner so early.

Because there were more people attending the banquet this time than before.

In the corner of the living room near the kitchen, Sister Tianyin and Auntie Liaohuo were talking with their mouths covered, looking at the kitchen, always preparing for the unexpected moment.

Two attentive wives.

Ouch~!

Ouch~!

"Hiss—! It hurts, it hurts! It's really cool, please think of a way!" It was the Butterfly Ninja who was wheezing.

"I don't know what to do. It hurts!" Even the cry of pain was quiet and steady, which was really cool.

Butterfly Ninja, Zhen Xiang made the two little ones angry, and the four girls' faces were red and purple.

The larger ones shook their bitten fingers, but did not dare to make too much noise.

Fortunately, they are only deciduous teeth, so they are not very lethal.

When Qian Juro saw it, he didn't help. Instead, he came up to take a look. He was a little curious about whether such a young child had teeth.

It's girls and children.

To the left of Tokikoro, on the side near the door, the teacher Kinotaki, who had taken off his mask, was knocking on his old friend's leg, and the beard-stricken teacher Kuwashima snatched the mask from his old friend.

Uncle Purgatory who laughed heartily, Uncle Mingyu who came with Brother Yaozai's family, Dad, Mr. Butterfly, chatted happily.

Old people and adults.

Right before his eyes, Giyuu Tomioka, who had been kicked out by his sister, had a cold expression on his face, and grabbed Hagi cakes with Saneya Immortal, crushing the scent of the food.

Qiantu and Purgatory Anjuro found it interesting and joined in. Only Kujo Kuangachika sat quietly with his face propped up, watching helplessly and sighing softly.

Huh~

He just couldn't understand why several people who had been having a good conversation just now suddenly started fighting over a piece of Hagi cake. There were obviously many pieces in between, right?

"Alright, the winner is Purgatory Anjuro." Kujo Kuangachika waved his hand and declared the winner of this round.

"One more piece!"*2!

Teenagers and teenagers.

Ga——!

Choo Choo Choo!

In the farthest corner, the dead child and the sparrow seemed to have a special liking for my wife's kindness, and they circled around him, so happy.

If I have to say it, it is a picture of family joy!

Everyone was relaxed as never before, as if they were not members of the Demon Slayer Corps who needed to pick up blades and engage in unpredictable life-or-death battles with evil spirits in the dark.

It may seem weird, but in fact this is how most people should live.

Occasionally, we gather together in twos and threes, where the women chat while cooking, the men chat while helping, the children chat about their interesting things this year, and help take care of the younger children. In the end, the wooden tables are put together in twos and threes. , just live a lively New Year so simply and happily.

And precisely because of the existence of ghosts, there are some slight differences. For example, several boys gathered together actually talked about how to swing a knife so that they would not be blinded by the blood when cutting off the opponent's head.

Because of the existence of ghosts, it is unknown whether the scene in front of Mingfei can be repeated next year.

Who wants the beauty they see with their own eyes to be destroyed?

No one wants it!

Shi Guangfei rubbed his brows and punched the Demon Slayer Lord next to him on the shoulder angrily.

"A conspiracy! This is just a conspiracy! A naked conspiracy!"

Uyashiki Yoshiya was very pleased with Tokikoro's invisible behavior, because this kind of behavior towards his peers made him temporarily forget that he needed to support the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, and at the same time reminded him of his He was only a teenager, so he could barely be called a child.

"No, how can this be said to be a conspiracy?"

"It's a gift, a gift!"

Yaoya shook his head slightly and smiled,

"You must have said that you are very arrogant, right?"

"I don't know if you are arrogant or not. I just discovered by chance that there are many things that you only want to do alone. There is one road that you seem to only want to walk alone."

"Although everyone is happy when you are around, and you seem quite happy, everything you show seems to be deliberately pandering or pretending?"

"You seem to exude a faint rejection of the world. If I have to say it, is it probably the kind of loneliness that no one understands? Or is it the fear of losing it after having it?"

Ubuyashiki Yōya lowered his head and murmured, a little melancholy.

"Although our situations should be different. But I have also had this feeling, this feeling that no one understands. When I learned from my father's death and when I took over the responsibility of the Demon Slayer Squad, I felt so special. Obviously. And since I saw the familiar faces of the Demon Slayer Corps leave this world time and time again, the news from the Eagle Crow is so harsh! The sadness caused by the loss is also very shocking!"

He touched the front and whispered

"Over time, it seems that there is a door closed between you and the world. You can see the scene outside the door with your own eyes, but you cannot step across the threshold."

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya sighed deeply, feeling very emotional.

"But you must understand clearly that people cannot live alone, otherwise they will lose a lot of the happiness that they naturally encounter."

"It doesn't matter if no one understands you. No one can completely understand another person. It's nice to be able to walk together on the same road."

"Don't be afraid of the word loss. You must know that protection is born from the word loss. Just remember the beautiful memories of the past, protect the beautiful present and work hard towards the uncertain future until you reach the point where you are moving forward. A beautiful ending, wouldn’t that be nice?”

"Mingfei, no matter what the reason is, you don't have to deliberately reject the world, and you don't have to reject contact with people from the heart."

Yaoya whispered, and at this moment, he seemed to be Mingfei's big brother, softly and warmly,

"Like me, like everyone, like all the kids."

"Mingfei, you also have the right to be happy!"

Sometimes the eyes are transparent and silent,

"Brother Yaoya suddenly said a lot of things that sounded reasonable."

"But I don't mean to force you. To be honest, I have wanted to give you this gift for a long time. It has nothing to do with the day when I suddenly got emotional and asked you to take over the important task of the Demon Slayer Squad." Ubuyashiki Yoshi Zai pursed his lips and slowly uttered a few words, which were sincere from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course, I also admit that you are special, because I see in you the hope of ending everything. But the first idea of ​​preparing this gift was probably when you first arrived at the Demon Slayer Corps and were in a coma. Only there."

"You may not know that one time you woke up in a daze, and I happened to see your eyes, and suddenly I felt that the lonely emotion that was not hidden due to carelessness and was finally revealed was really cold!"

"Mingfei, don't blame me for being nosy. I just want to fill the ice field in your heart with a few bonfires. I don't know if it can light up and how long it can burn. But being alone in your loneliness is too difficult after all. cold."

"Let me think about it, brother Yaoya."

Sometimes transparent and not whispering,

"Let me think about it."