I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

It was thanks to Kuriyama Kuriko's help that his wife would live a few more months. Even after leaving for Osaka, she was still concerned about Mrs. Purgatory's condition.

But now that I have become so decadent, my wife will be very disappointed, and those who help my wife will also be very disappointed.

He, Purgatory Makijuro, is really a weak and useless person.

Li Zi walked into the room and sat down cross-legged in an inconspicuous manner. Fortunately, she basically didn't wear kimonos that were difficult to move now, and had long since changed into pants that were easy to move. She liked these exotic things very much.

It was late autumn, and the cool night wind penetrated into the house through the wide open door, giving Li Zi the illusion of early winter.

Purgatory Makijuro was only wearing a single piece of clothing. There were many wrinkles in the clothing, and there was even a thread hanging on it.

Li Zi sighed inexplicably, "It's getting colder. Mr. Purgatory should pay more attention to his body. Senjuro and Xingjuro are very concerned about it," and so is your wife.

The unfinished words could only be kept in his heart. Lizi knew that Purgatory Makijuro probably... couldn't hear anything related to his wife.

I don't know when this scar will heal.

Maybe it was because Li Zi didn't mention Mrs. Purgatory, but Purgatory Makijuro's stiff back relaxed little by little. He turned his head, and there was a messy stubble on his chin, which must have not been shaved for a while.

He probably didn't sleep well either, as his eyes were full of red blood.

"Long time no see," Purgatory Makijuro's voice was hoarse due to his constant drinking. When he heard his own voice, his expression was stunned, as if he didn't expect his voice to turn out like this.

But then, he looked indifferent and decadent again.

Lizi didn't have much communication with Purgatory Makijuro. When she came over, she always chatted with Mrs. Purgatory, Anjuro and Senjuro. At that time, this man was always happily doing his own thing not far away.

The room fell into silence.

Probably seeing that Li Zi didn't know what to say, Purgatory Makijuro spoke first, "I haven't seen Miss Miyamoto for a long time, what have you been doing recently."

"I'm studying herbal medicine, looking for new herbal medicines and researching their uses." Li Zi suddenly thought about it and immediately put a very nice word on his behavior. "I hope to put it into use one day."

Purgatory Makijuro smiled slowly and nodded, "That's great, this is a very good thing..." As he said something, a light burst out of his eyes, and he turned to look at Anjuro.

Before Anjuro could speak, his arm was tightly grasped, causing some pain.

"Xingjuro," Purgatory Makijuro said excitedly, and straightened his upper body, "Xingjuro..."

"You follow Miss Miyamoto to study herbal medicine."

He seemed to think that his method was very good. Purgatory looked so excited that his face twitched a few times and his body trembled slightly.

"Father——" Xingjulang was confused and stunned, "What are you talking about..." he said in disbelief.

Purgatory Makijuro didn't answer his son, he let go of Anjuro's arm and turned to look at Li Zi. He suppressed the excitement on his face and said, "Ms. Miyamoto, could you please bring Anjuro with you..."

"Father, what are you talking about?" Anjuro didn't understand what was happening in front of him, but he knew what he wanted to do. The child was also a little excited. He stood up and loudly said what he wanted to do, "I want to join the Demon Slayer Corps." .”

Purgatory Makijuro's whole figure seemed to be frozen, with no movement. The remaining excitement on his face dissipated, and then slowly turned into anger. He stood up, and his tall body enveloped Xingjulang, full of security and oppression, "I don't allow it."

Purgatory Makijuro's tone was cold, "Just live your life as an ordinary person."

"Father..." Xingjulang shook his head and argued for himself, unwilling to back down, "Why, I want to become a Flame Pillar like you and a great person like you."

Li Zi saw the love and pity for Angijuro appear in Purgatory Makijuro's eyes, but then she heard Purgatory Makijuro's even colder voice, "Are you going to disobey your elders?"

Xingjulang shook his head, his face looking a little lonely.

"You have no talent, and you will never become a pillar. It is better to give up as soon as possible and take care of your own life." Purgatory Makijuro's mouth raised a sarcastic arc, and his expression was full of sarcasm, "Kingjuro, you have no talent. Just a regular guy."

"You can't do it..."

"Mr. Purgatory—" Li Zi's voice became shrill, and she couldn't listen anymore. She looked at Purgatory Makijuro with reproachful eyes: How could you say that about your own son.

Purgatory Makijuro's body shook imperceptibly. The man gritted his teeth and avoided Li Zi's sight, but did not withdraw his pressure on his son. He was still avoiding Anzuro's agreement.

The sharpness of a person who has been holding a knife for a long time is something that a child cannot bear. A thin layer of sweat broke out on Xingjuro's forehead.

The father and son faced each other like this.

Xingjulang gritted his teeth and made a silent resistance.

Heartache appeared in Purgatory Makijuro's eyes, but he suppressed it and turned into anger. Suddenly, he strode out of the room.

Lizi looked at the back of Purgatory Makijuro and couldn't guess what he was going to see, but there was something wrong in his heart. That expression is not a good thing no matter how you look at it...

Xingshou Lang's expression became awkward. He took two steps and then stopped again, "..."

"Sister Lizi, I..." The younger child knew that he made his father angry, but he always remembered his mother's words before she died and wanted to go his own way and do his part in this world. force.

Heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Purgatory Makijuro left and came back, with an extra book and a fire seal in his hand. When Li Zi saw the name of the book, she had a guess in her mind. This thought made her straighten her back in shock, "..."

"Father——" Xingjulang also saw the name of the book, and also went to purgatory to do things. His face turned pale, and he was so panicked that he couldn't find his thoughts, "You can't——"

"Father--"

Anjuro shouted one after another, begging his father to change his mind and stop doing that.

Purgatory Makijuro turned a deaf ear to it. He opened the book and saw the flame breathing technique that he knew by heart. Thinking of what he was going to do next, his heart suddenly throbbed, but he had to do it, otherwise Anjuro would die.

Monsters like that cannot be dealt with by humans.

Ignoring the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, he lit the huozhezi expressionlessly and moved closer to the thin book in his hand. Flames danced in his eyes, and Anjuro rushed over and hugged his legs, begging him not to do this.

"Father, do you really want to do this?" Xingjuro shed tears, and his usual bright eyes were replaced by begging and pleading, "Please don't do things that make you sad."

"Anjuro, give up the idea of ​​joining the Demon Slayer Squad,"

The flames rolled up the book, but fortunately it was just the corners.

Anjuro's hand holding Purgatory Makijuro suddenly tightened, and he gritted his teeth, trembling all over because he had to make an extremely painful choice.

Anjuro is talented.