I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

A person whose head almost fell off met his boss again at a corner.

Seeing the unhappy look in the boss's eyes, he asked, "Why do I see you again?" These words were almost stuck on the boss's face. Her heart pounded, and she quickly explained to herself, "I didn't follow you."

What a coincidence!

Demon Dance Tsuji Muzan passed by him and suddenly felt some annoying aura, "Have you met the Demon Slayer Squad?"

The noble-looking young man stopped.

"Demon Slayers?" Although she received information about the Demon Slayers, Kuriyama Kuriko, who had never thought about the Demon Slayers, could not remember it immediately, and waited for more than ten seconds before passing it on to her. The picture turned into my own memory, "Ah, no~~"

"I didn't see the clothes."

Kibutsuji Mumei walked to Kuriyama Kuriko, and as he got closer, the breath that was familiar to him became extremely obvious, "You met him."

When he encounters the Demon Slayer Squad, he is unaware of it and lets them leave.

Lord Ghost King felt displeased.

"Could it be?" Kuriyama Kuriko immediately thought of the owl hairstyle she had just encountered and told the boss in front of her.

"The breath of fire," the cold-looking young man said in an emotionless tone, as he told what kind of breathing method the member of the Demon Slayer Squad used by Kuriyama Kuriko, "He's not dead yet."

The Purgatory family, users of the Breath of Fire.

Muzan Onimusuji, who has dealt with the Demon Slayer Corps many times, has an impression of this family that inherits the breath of fire, because the other party has a hairstyle that has been passed down from generation to generation.

"That's all," Kibutsuji Muzan knew well about Kuriyama Kuriko's strength. He would never allow this guy to be killed by anyone else as it would be a dead end for him.

"follow me."

Considering Kuriyama Kuriko's pitiful strength, pillars appeared on this street again, and he had no choice but to allow such a vulgar existence to follow behind him.

Kuriyama Kuriko didn't dare to speak and followed silently.

Onimbutsuji Mumei came out this time to choose a suitable human family, and a medical family has always been his first choice. He took Kuriyama Kuriko to Miyamoto's house, which he had chosen long ago and ran a hospital.

The Ghost King walked in openly.

The servant of Miyamoto's house who was cleaning the house looked at the two strangers who suddenly appeared in bewilderment, put down the broom and walked over, "Hello, who are you?"

Oniitsuji Muzan was only in his early ten years, and was ignored by the servants.

But Kuriyama Kuriko was fifteen or sixteen years old, and she looked like a child at first glance. The servant couldn't figure out the identity of the two people. Could they be relatives of the husband.

Muzan Kibutsuji walked directly upstairs as if he didn't see the servant.

"Hey," the servant subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop the child in front of him, but saw that he walked without hesitation at all. He seemed to be very familiar with this place, and he hesitated again.

Hesitatingly, he watched the other person go up to the second floor.

Kuriyama Kuriko smiled sheepishly at the servant and trotted to follow him.

"Hey, you guys~~~" The servant, who didn't dare to stop but was too scared, followed helplessly. Seeing Muzan Kibutsuji walk to Mr. Miyamoto's room accurately, the servant felt relieved.

If you know where the master is, he must be a familiar person.

His pace became a little slower, thinking that he was being considerate and not disturbing the meeting between his husband and his relatives.

dong dong——

Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan knocked on the door very politely.

Mr. Miyamoto, who was chatting with his wife, suddenly frowned slightly and didn't understand why his servant would disturb him at this point. Although he was dissatisfied, he was not a harsh master. "Come in."

The wealthy Miyamoto residence is a modern house.

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan twisted the door handle and pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered the door, Mr. Miyamoto, who had put on an expression, suddenly looked surprised and looked at the unknown child who suddenly appeared in confusion, "Whose child are you?"

Mr. Miyamoto asked, looking towards the door to see the lord who didn't exist.

Kuriyama Kuriko, who entered later, closed the door with great discernment. She didn't know what Muzan Kibutsuji was doing here. Was he here to hunt?

I don’t know, but I have to close the door.

The light in the corridor was blocked behind the door panel. Kuriyama Kuriko lowered his head and looked at the ground, because the change in light never changed the shape of the shadow.

"What are you doing?"

Even though two children came in, Mr. Miyamoto keenly sensed that something was wrong. He immediately stood up and scolded, trying to overpower the other party and make the two of them retreat.

Kibutsuji Muzai ignored the man's words and directly activated the blood ghost technique to change the memories of the two humans.

"From now on, you are the sister of this family,"

ha?

"I am the younger brother and they are the parents."

ha? Kuriyama Kuriko understood every word, but felt incomprehensible when connected together, "..." She wanted to ask something, but knew that she couldn't ask because she would be considered stupid, "I understand..." ..."

The whole thing happened quickly, and the door blocked the sound. The servant outside the door who didn't come over didn't know what happened. All I knew was that the door suddenly opened, and Mr. Miyamoto walked out and said, "This is my daughter and son who have been staying in the country. You and Renko will clean up two rooms together."

After working for a year, I suddenly learned that my boss had a son and a daughter. Well, he was a brother and sister who looked nothing like his boss.

In this way, Kuriyama Kuriko suddenly had a pair of parents and a younger brother.

It happened so suddenly that she didn't know what to say. My head is spinning. Are you trying to play house? Well...it's really an unexpected hobby...

The maid rushed to clean up the house. As expected, Kuriyama Kuriko saw a hint of disgust in Kibutsuji Muzan's eyes. She cleaned the room again in a smart way, and then got rid of this person who was naturally harsh because she didn't do it herself. The Ghost King saw reluctant satisfaction in his eyes.

Really high maintenance.

"Then don't we have to go out during the day?" Kuriyama Kuriko asked.

"Need not."

"Understood," Kuriyama Kuriko nodded in response. Why don't she know? Of course I don't know, but it's useless to ask, this person will never explain.

Asking again is asking for trouble and a beating.

"You are very discerning." Among so many ghosts, it is difficult to find a ghost that is more sensible than Kuriyama Kuriko. They are all a group of people who have no eyesight and are useless to make people angry.

"That's right," Kuriyama Lizi said respectfully, "You gave me a new life. I'm very grateful to you. It's my honor to serve you."

"I can meet you and become a ghost. I will wake up laughing when I sleep and dream."

This was the first time Lord Ghost King heard such a vulgar compliment. He glanced at Kuriyama Rizi who looked grateful, and thought about whether he should arrange for the other party to read some poetry books.

Such people are not qualified to work in their human family.

"Ghosts don't need to sleep, they can study during the day."

"what?"

Kibutsuji Mumei walked into the study with Kuriyama Kuriko, glanced at the bookshelves, randomly selected two poetry books, and asked him to memorize them all.

He himself took a medical book in English.

"really?"

Kuriyama Kuriko is incredible.

in answer to the sound of her door closing.

"Why is this happening?" Although Kuriyama Kuriko likes to learn things, people always have their own preferences. She prefers to learn things like making money, and has no interest in this kind of literature.

Now she had to memorize the three books in her hand. Her eyesight went dark and she wanted to faint.

"If you have lower requirements for yourself, maybe you can live a happy life," Kuriyama Kuriko complained softly, and returned to her room sadly holding the book in her arms.

As soon as she entered the room, there was a knock on the door.

dong dong——

"Mom, can you come in?" It was the hostess of the house, Mrs. Miyamoto.

Kuriyama Kuriko was stunned for a moment, a few complicated emotions tumbling in her heart, Mom - "Please come in."

Mrs. Miyamoto is wearing a small pattern kimono, which is the most common dress for women nowadays. Her hair is pulled up, she has a soft smile on her face and bright eyes.

She is completely different from Kuriyama Kuriko's biological mother.

Kuriyama Kuriko stared at each other.

In Mrs. Miyamoto's mind, this was the daughter she had not seen for a long time. Seeing her daughter's expression when she saw her, she did not show any affectionate expression, this lady felt a little sour in her heart.

"Lizi, do you resent your mother for leaving you in the country?" Before Lishan Lizi could say anything, the mother rushed over and hugged her daughter tightly. "I'm sorry, mom doesn't understand either. She actually left you." Stay in the country.”

"I actually did something so outrageous."

Such an excessive thing?

Is it too much to leave your daughter in the countryside?

Kuriyama Kuriko was a little confused.