Today, the cubs of the Oda family are also ordinary

He thought Taro the prostitute would leave after saying this, but he looked at Oda's face for a long time, as if he was enjoying the scenery as if no one else was there, and he hadn't recovered from it at all.If Oda hadn't reminded him that the sun was out, he wouldn't have thought of leaving.

But it's not quite a departure either.

After Purgatory and his party went to rest at the Wisteria House, at nightfall, Oda discovered that the prostitute Taro was still following them.It's just that there is a natural barrier formed by wisteria trees in the house of wisterias. The prostitute Taro has no way to enter, but only looks forward to it at the door.Just like a parent who secretly came to visit their child's first kindergarten, worried about being seen by the child, and worried that the child would not take care of him, the prostitute Taro went around in circles.Oda actually didn't know it at first, but because he wanted to buy wine, he ran into him at the door with a reduced sense of presence.

Different from squatting arrogantly at the front of the car and confronting the womb seat in the early morning before dawn, the prostitute Taro is more like shrinking the sense of existence and immersing himself in his own small world, hooking the slits of the wall with the branches as long as his forearms .Oda didn't know if he had something to tell himself.In fact, Oda's reaction was a bit slow. After hearing his name today, he remembered his investigation in Yoshihara Street afterwards, and realized that he might know this prostitute Taro.It wasn't an accident or a coincidence, it was the child he had seen.

At that time, Oda said that he would take him away, but was rejected.But afterwards, Oda thought that his rash behavior was too much like a human trafficker for a child, so he left some money for him in the end.

I didn't expect that he would become a ghost today, and I didn't expect that he would take the initiative to fight with his companions because of himself.In the words of Osamu Dazai, it is not being fascinated by Grandpa Oda, but being fascinated by Oda.Oda ignored Dazai's teasing, and discussed with Purgatory how to deal with it.

The last time he was tired was because he was blocked by Shuizhu Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Chongzhu Butterfly Shinobu, which delayed the situation.Oda thought that they had done nothing wrong, but he didn't explain it clearly. In addition, many times people are good or bad just because of their positions. It is meaningless to explore whether the other party is good or bad.

So this time he wanted to talk to Xing Shoulang before he acted.

Xing Shoulang discusses the matter.

After all, the prostitute Taro had helped them this time, and he had no intention of killing the Demon Slayer Team, or Oda, so Purgatory just turned a blind eye to his existence, but only for this period of time.Afterwards, the ghost killing team and the ghosts still maintained their confrontation with each other, and Purgatory would not show mercy to his subordinates.

"No matter what happens, ghosts are sinful beings. It's not about good or bad, it's wrong for them to exist."

Oda didn't respond to Purgatory's words, thinking that if his relatives were also killed by ghosts, he might not be able to maintain a calm attitude towards ghosts.

For other members of the Ghost Killing Squad, the behavior of being in contact with ghosts is actually the same as standing and talking without back pain.

"So, I hope that Oda will stop defending them. Killing people pays for their lives, and it's the same with people."

"……you're right."

Oda couldn't refute.

The indescribable negative emotions are like ashes from the fire, growing in Oda's heart as if they were given life.

He, he will never forget the despair and guilt of killing someone with his own hands for the first time.

From that day on, he literally fell into hell.He doesn't even deserve to live.

Killing for life is justified.

He has always had a very high tolerance for other people, and he feels that doing bad things can always be forgiven and accepted.But I never forgave myself.

Dazai deliberately bumped his shoulder with his shoulder as he fell deeper into his inner world.

Oda came back to his senses in an instant, his eyes hadn't put away his helplessness and weakness, he just looked at Dazai.Dazai squinted his eyes and smiled at himself, and the corners of Oda's mouth curled up unconsciously.

"If you want to talk to him, just go."

Dazai felt that the prostitute Taro came this time, so he might not have the chance to meet next time.This is a good reasoning thing.

What the prostitute Taro did today was against the Lord.

Wu Mi strictly controls every ghost in his own hands, which shows his cautious and penny-pinching character.Then Wu Mi will never let him go easily.

Are you saying that Oda really just did a good deed, so people can't leave him?

of course not.

People are selfish.

Even Dazai thinks so.

The reason why I chose Oda is because he is a sincere and simple-minded bad guy, the kind of bad guy who will not feel pressure when you come into contact with him, and you will trust him as much as you believe in yourself without hesitation.

You can get countless benefits from him.

such as caring

such as family

such as warm

Like love.

For those who have psychological problems and shortcomings, Oda is their first aid.Some people only need it once in their life, and forget it when they use it; some people will be addicted to it and can't extricate themselves.

***

The prostitute Taro didn't know what he was doing now.

He just simply wanted to see Oda.

Isn't there such a story?

When a fox dies, its head will always face the place where it was born.

This means that whether you are a person or not, you all have a strong desire for beliefs and beliefs, or spiritual sustenance.

The prostitute Taro also wants to see Oda before he wants to die.

Whenever he thinks back to him talking to himself, the prostitute Taro feels like he is chosen by heaven.

"There are so many people, why do you come to ask (dirty, smelly and ugly) me?"

My lord said so.

"I saw you alone, so I wanted to talk to you."

The prostitute Taro is now squatting at the corner of the wall and digging up the soil with a branch, close to the crack along the wall, he can dig out bean-shaped or ball-shaped rat women.When he was a human, he ate these to survive, and he doesn’t eat them now, and he hasn’t eaten them for about 140 years.But today he suddenly started digging these out of boredom.

In hindsight, he probably fell into memory.

"Are you ok?"

Oda changed into a light-colored kimono, and the hair that was too long in his youth was tied into a small braid and left on his shoulders. At the age of 14, he is already quite tall, but he is too thin, which makes him a little weak.

The prostitute Taro was taken aback by the sudden accusation. He was distracted and noticed that he was doing something stupid, and immediately threw the branch in his hand aside.

"I, I'm fine."

"Thank you for today."

Although it is not difficult for Oda to do the task, but there are people who take the initiative to help him, which still needs to be thanked.It's just that if he misunderstood that he was "his" grandson, Oda didn't feel the need to explain it.

"I heard that those who received that ghost's blood will be controlled. Are you not afraid of accidents when you do today?"

The prostitute Taro never thought that Oda would care about him, so he shook his head and said, "I have plans."

When the prostitute Taro came, he made an agreement with his sister.

Now that Mr. Wuyou is disgusted and disgusted with Oda, if he takes the initiative to help Oda, it will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of Mr. Wuyou.

At that time, the younger sister must stand beside Lord Wu Mi, must insult the prostitute Taro, must hate the prostitute Taro to the bone, must draw a clear line with herself, and must live well by herself.When necessary, the younger sister can kill herself at any time.

Because this matter has nothing to do with his sister, he just wants to do it.If Taro the hooker had been smarter, he might have found a better solution.But that's all Taro the hooker can think of.

"Is that person worth you to do such a stupid thing?" Mei only thought that the prostitute Taro was stupid after meeting that person, and he couldn't figure it out clearly, so he completely ignored it.

"It's not for him, it's for myself." The prostitute Taro knew that Oda was just a cover, or that he only had such determination and will after seeing him.

One cannot live just to live.

One must have faith in life.

For example, making money, such as enjoyment, such as justice, such as plunder, these can all be beliefs.However, it is best to satisfy what you want in your heart.

Taro the whore said it, said it a long, long time ago.

The next time I see my lord, he will be even better than now.

He wants to get better.

Then he said to Oda Sakunosuke Zhensheng: "Look! I succeeded. I live a more wonderful life than anyone else."

After becoming a ghost, he forgot about it for a while, and didn't remember it until he saw Oda again.

Mei couldn't understand it at all.

They are already the ghosts of the string, running rampant in the human world, and in the ghost world they are also above all ghosts, under countless ghosts, the two of them are the most powerful when they are together.

It doesn't get any better than this.

It doesn't get any better than now!

What exactly does her brother want, what does it mean to be better than now, what does it mean to have faith in life, and what does it mean to hate him to the bone?

"You can't betray Lord Wu Mi!"

"You will be cursed to death!"

"You will be hated by me!"

"Brother, are you stupid!"

"Wake up!"

"elder brother!"

……

The prostitute Taro saw the worry in Oda's eyes, and the drooping triangular eyes shone with embarrassment.

"I'm a ghost."

(No need to worry about ghosts.)

"I know."

Oda said.

The prostitute Taro rubbed his neck, he was used to hunching his back, so now he wanted to stand up straight, but he collapsed after a while.

The prostitute Taro wants to say that he is also a ghost of the string, and he still has a certain resistance to the curse of Mr. Wu Mi, at least he can survive for a while.But he felt that no matter how much he said, it was meaningless.

"I've been pretty useless."

The prostitute Taro spoke up.

"Nothing was done, my sister was bullied by the samurai, she was spoiled by me, and she was crazy, so she stabbed the opponent's eyes without even thinking. When I died, I was working outside. When I came back, my sister Burned to a scorched corpse by them.

No one came to help me.

I was scared and angry and desperate.

Then I met Master Tongmo, who is now the ghost of Shangxian, and he gave us blood, and we were reborn as ghosts.Nobody bullies us anymore.

I do not regret that I ever received his blood.

I am sorry for my sister.

She should have lived.

If I had been more useful, she wouldn't have died. "

Oda's voice resounded, like a ray of winter sunshine that warmed people's hearts.

"You are a good brother."

The prostitute Taro shook his head, remembering Mei's angry eyes when he parted.

"If I were a good brother, I wouldn't leave her alone for what I want to do."

Now I'm just a burden to her.

Now Mei has great strength and can maintain a beautiful face forever.She likes this state very much.

……

Taro the prostitute exhaled, smiled at Oda, "You look like your grandfather, that's great!" He usually doesn't like to smile, because he is ugly, and when he has an expression, it is better than when he is expressionless. Even more unsightly.

But he couldn't help the emotion in his heart.

He really likes Sakunosuke Oda.

The first candy is always the most memorable in life.

Even if you encounter something more delicious than this later, that candy will always be the most missed and hard to put down.

Oda said: "If he was here, he would definitely say that it would be fine if he insisted on taking you away."

Taro's eyes trembled violently.

This is also one of the reasons why the prostitute Taro wants to resist Wu Mi.

In addition to wanting to get rid of the identity of a ghost and live a normal life, he thinks that the reason why Oda joins the ghost killing team is the same as that of most ghost killing teams. The Oda family was eaten by ghosts.

At the thought of that person being eaten by a ghost, the prostitute Taro couldn't bear the pain.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, I am only here to escort you for a while, and I only help you do these things. I can't give you other people's attention in the ghost of the string, and I can't take my sister who regards beauty as everything. Eyes. But if there is one absent from the Winding Ghost, I believe there will be a successor, so please take good care of my sister and don't hurt her.

There will be a long way to go, so live well.

I hope you can always live with integrity and kindness. Even if you are alone, you will definitely have a bright future. "

"Does your sister know what you are going to do?" The more Oda heard it, the more he felt that he was here to say goodbye.

The prostitute Taro turned his eyes away, looked at the sky, and said indifferently: "It's fine if I don't scold my sister when I'm together. I won't say such things to her."

"You need to tell her."

Otherwise, she won't know that you are treating her well.

The prostitute Taro said firmly: "No."

I don't want to drag her down.

After the prostitute Taro finished speaking, he shook his head.At this time, Oda's voice fell on the head of the prostitute Taro like a stone breaking the calm lake.

"If you're going to find Wu Mi to die, you might as well stay by my side."

Oda held out his hand to the hooker Taro.

"Let's cooperate."

The prostitute Taro didn't understand what Oda's gesture meant, he just remembered that the man made such a gesture when he fell down when he was a child, and he carefully grasped Oda's fingers with both hands, as usual.

Oda took the initiative to put his hand into the palm of the prostitute Taro, and squeezed it hard. The prostitute Taro felt that his whole face was going to burn, and looked at Oda in surprise.

"What about the answer this time? If you didn't agree, I won't let go."

"……it is good……"

"very good."

Xing Julang, who had been observing the development of the situation on the other side of the corner, held his sword and said with emotion: "Oda is such a good man."

Dazai, who was peeking at the corner, clicked his tongue dissatisfied with this evaluation.

This scumbag, Oda, should be locked up at home.

Seeing Dazai stomping his foot in displeasure, Anjurou walked towards the room without looking back.An inexplicable strange premonition made him feel that Dazai left, as if he would never come back.

"Mr. Dazai, where are you going?"

"I'm home."

(What does it mean to go home?)

"Huh? But, doesn't Oda-kun have something to talk to you about?"

Dazai just didn't want to talk to Oda, so he encouraged him to go to the prostitute Taro, trying to divert his attention.

No matter what Oda wants to explain, what he wants to say to him, their relationship will either have a rift or become closer, all of which are forcing themselves to jump out of the comfort zone that has been maintained for seven years.

Dazai didn't want to talk.

Never in my life.

That's fine now.

If because of this, the relationship becomes more and more alienated like a life sentence, that's okay.

As long as there is no final conclusion, he is fine.

Kyojuro didn't know what the relationship between Dazai and Oda was, and he heard the brief dispute on the train from Tanjiro.

Xing Julang felt that Dazai was a person with extremely delicate thoughts, and this kind of delicate nerves would make Dazai feel more pain than happiness.

Osamu Dazai did not intend to respond to Kyojuro.

Things he decides won't change easily.

Dazai waved his hand back and said goodbye.

The air is only flowing with the wind, and it is as quiet as the night before.

Xing Shoulang took a deep breath, sank to his dantian, and shouted towards the outside of the wall.

"Oda-kun, Dazai is leaving! Come back quickly!"

Dazai, who hadn't gone far, staggered in an instant.