I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

It was a rare day off, and Kuriyama Kuriko didn't plan to go back immediately. The stars and bright moon in the sky were beautiful.

After clearing up her somewhat uncomfortable mood, she happily ran on the mountain road, "I've wanted to try it for a long time -" her blue eyes sparkled like gems, trying to see how fast she could run now.

However, she didn't dare to do this in Infinite City because she felt she would be beaten.

That man lived a very particular life. Infinite City had a special room to display his favorite things, many of which were imported.

Her body gradually adapted to the running speed that was different from when she was a human. From the beginning, it was a bit strange, but later on, she became more and more familiar with the feeling of running at extremely high speeds.

The wind blew all of her hair back, exposing her bare forehead. This made Kuriyama Kuriko feel uncomfortable and began to worry, "It won't blow away my hair..."

Especially the front lap, don’t do it.

She touched her forehead and hairline with some fear, "It feels the same as before, but it doesn't look like it. It scares me to death."

Kuriyama Kuriko, who was running at full speed, soon arrived in the town. When she stopped, she saw the familiar gate, "I actually ran here."

It was the wealthy family who collected her firewood.

On the day she met Muzan Kibutsuji, she was made difficult by a servant of the house. Thinking of this, Kuriyama Kuriko squinted her eyes and looked at the place she had been to many times.

Some thoughts flashed through my mind.

Kuriyama Kuriko stood, something sprouted from her legs and quietly stretched into the mansion in front of her.

"Forget it." Just when the things on her body were about to go in, Kuriyama Kuriko turned around suddenly and started walking to other places, "I had already returned it at that time."

"My future is bright, there is no need to worry about this little thing."

She yawned and said, suddenly feeling very good.

In the middle of the night, a person was jumping happily on a deserted street to see something she had not been qualified to see before.

For example, you have to pay to watch something that is said to be able to sing.

music Box.

Kuriyama Kuriko went into the store and opened the music box that she wanted to get close to before, but the store refused to let her see it because she thought it was dirty. A song I had never heard before sounded.

She squinted her eyes and listened to it ten times before closing the music box with satisfaction.

Walk out of the store and close the store door she opened.

Next, Kuriyama Kuriko had no destination, and she wandered around casually. He quickly walked around the entire town, randomly chose a direction, and started running at full speed, "What's ahead?"

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"So happy," she shouted loudly without any scruples, not caring about the image at all, "so happy, so happy——"

"I, Kuriyama Kuriko, can go anywhere——"

"Hahaha."

"Thank you..." Because she was so happy, she almost yelled out Muzan's name. Kuriyama Kuriko stopped her words in time and was so shocked that she broke into a cold sweat.

"what are you doing?"

As long as a ghost wants to say his name, Oniitsuji Mumei can feel it immediately. He searched Kuriyama Kuriko's mind and found out what she was doing. He endured it for a second and asked coldly.

Kuriyama Kuriko didn't even have time to be frightened as to why Tsuji Muzan's voice sounded in her mind. She immediately began to explain with great desire for survival, "I'm sorry, Muzan-sama, because I was so happy to become a ghost. So, I just wanted to Thank you, I almost shouted your name."

"I am so sorry."

Kuriyama Kuriko said dejectedly. The next second, the empty field turned into the infinite city where she had stayed for a month.

"You are not allowed to go out again without my permission,"

Muzu Onimusuji said with a cold tone in her mind, "If your vampire technique hadn't been effective, you would have died a thousand times."

Kuriyama Kuriko lowered her head in even more shame, "I'm going to study now."

She stood up as she spoke, and suddenly the voice of Muzan Kibutsuji, who she thought was no longer there, sounded in her mind again, "Have you eaten?"

His tone was emotionless.

Kuriyama Kuriko blinked and replied, "Yes, I ate a whole family because I was hungry."

"Your family when you were human?"

It's really annoying. You know clearly that the person I'm eating is definitely not your own family, but you still deliberately ask, "No, it's a family I don't like."

Kuriyama Riko heard a sarcastic snort.

After waiting for another two minutes, and confirming that Kibutsuji Muzan was really gone, she sighed leisurely. Staring down at her own footsteps, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on in her heart.

Kuriyama Kuriko naturally felt that Kibutsuji was no different, and her attitude towards her seemed to be different. But she will never be arrogant enough to think that she is something special.

The other party is a proud ghost. He looks down on other people, but he is very insightful into human nature.

He just gives subordinates who are still somewhat useful, a little attentiveness, and chooses different treatment methods according to their personalities.

"Although I know, I have to admit that I am still being won over," Kuriyama Kuriko murmured in a low voice. This feeling that the other party was somewhat tolerant was quite interesting.

It makes Kuriyama Kuriko feel it is fun and easier to relax.

It seems that my vampire skills are really good.

What luck~~

Kuriyama Kuriko, who almost exploded, returned to intense study and started forgetting to eat and sleep again. It took her three full months to finally get to know all the herbs in the Wuhan Herb House.

Match these herbs and human words one by one.

"It's over." After getting to know the last herb, Kuriyama Kuriko slumped on the tatami.

Narunu, who had been with her for four months, was also greatly relieved. The nightmare-like days were finally over. The corner of her mouth couldn't help but raise a brisk smile, "Congratulations, I'll leave first."

"Thank you very much, Naruko-sensei," Kuriyama Kuriko sat up with a swish of her body and watched Naruko disappear with her body upright.

It took another three days to review the herbal medicine, and then Lishan Lizi went to Wu Mei to report on the study situation.

"Not bad." To his subordinates who had accomplished things, Muzan Kibutsuji praised him without any emotion, and was extremely perfunctory, just like when Kuriko Kuriyama apologized on a snowy day.

"Now that you know all the herbs, go out and look for the blue Hibiscus flower."

Onimbutsuji Muzan put the paper with the blue Higan flower on it in front of Kuriyama Kuriko, "In the doctor's note from a thousand years ago, the blue Higan flower looked like this, but no one has ever seen it."

"Therefore, if you encounter any unknown herbs, you must bring them back."

"Do you think the blue Higan flower might look like something else?" Kuriyama Kuriko asked.

"It's possible," Kibutsuji Muzan said calmly. He lowered his eyes and looked at the paper with Higan flowers on the table, with an unreadable expression in his eyes.

Kuriyama Kuriko might not be afraid of death. She asked, "What if I find it and find that this thing is ineffective?"

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan slowly raised his head and looked at Kuriyama Kuriko.

He didn't show any displeasure, but the beast-like look in his eyes caused cold sweat to break out on Kuriyama Kuriko's forehead, and his heart felt as if it was being grasped by something invisible.

After a while, she heard Kibutsuji Muzan's voice, "Then continue looking for useful medicine."

His voice had a hint of anger and was unusually calm.

"Ghosts are eternal."

"I have plenty of time."

Kuriyama Kuriko put on a respectful expression, and was very willing to say that Kibutsuji Muzan was right, "What you said is that I will definitely find the blue Higan flower."

After walking out of the room, she touched her sweaty back. She was not stupid to ask such a question. But she was really afraid that the blue Hibiscus flower would be useless, and when the time came to ask, it would be too late.

She must have had some unfinished business at that time. If the cyan Higanbana was useless, it would make people more and more angry the more they thought about it, and they would probably have to move their brains.

Ask now, get angry, but endure it.

Bet right.