[Ghost Slayer: Blade] My big move is locked!

"Evil ghost? Strangled!"

I yelled, and then I felt the person in my arms struggling to pull my arm, and then hit my chest with an elbow during the struggle. I fell to the ground holding my chest, and the person was lying Coughing next to me: "Ume...cough cough, I'm...Ke Tanjiro!"

I clutched my chest, feeling as if it was going to sink in, and I could barely utter a word: "...Then why are you groping without making a sound? Oh, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Because you seem to be sleeping very hard." Tanjiro came to help me up after coughing, "Where did I hit you just now? Sorry, does it hurt?"

"..." I looked into his sincere and clear eyes, and silently put down my hand on my chest, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Who knows that the meeting scene that moved me to tears in my imagination ten thousand times would be so embarrassing!

Who would have known that when we meet again, we will directly beat each other and both fall to the ground!What the hell is this scene? !

So fuck you!Why? !

He helped me stand up, and asked with great concern: "Is it really okay? If it hurts, don't bear it."

"No! Nothing!" I bared my teeth at him and managed to pull out a smile.

That place...how dare you say that? !Do you really think I am brainless? !

Even if I started by myself, it would hurt even to kneel down.

"Meizi," he called me, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hug me into his arms. Fortunately, I shielded my face with my witty hand, otherwise it would be another heavy blow.

Then I heard Tanjirou cry, "Fortunately, you're okay...it's great...seeing you in two years, how are you doing?"

Come on, he made me want to cry too.

"Yeah." I endured the soreness in my nasal cavity, patted his back and comforted him, "I'm relieved to see that you and Nezuko are fine. I've been fine for the past two years... Also, I'm sorry, I wasn't there that day, I couldn't stop all of this, I couldn't protect you, and I made you and Nezuko become like this..."

"It's none of Meizi's business," he let go of me, with tears in his eyes, and then he said to me with a smile, "You don't have to apologize to us, but we should apologize to you, it's very painful for you to go through this kind of thing. Be miserable, Meizi, I’m sorry to make you feel guilty.”

"...You idiot, Tanjirou! Did you mean to make me cry?"

I burst into tears and grabbed his sleeve and wept uncontrollably.

I choked up and said: "The past two years have made me so worried! If Tomioka hadn't told me about the two of you, I would have hated myself to death! I shouldn't have left there, left Nedouzi and the others. I can take care of that snake there too...if only I were here..."

"Ume..." Tanjiro bit his lip, his eyes were also red.

Nezuko poked her head out from behind Tanjiro, walked up to me, reached out and touched the corner of my eye, biting the bamboo tube and said "Mummu" to me.

It seems to be saying to me "Plum don't cry".

I finally couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Nezuko and cried loudly.

I cried heartily for the guilt and worry I had accumulated over the past two years.

After crying enough, I let go of Nezuko, and found that her shoulders were all wet from my crying.

It was at this time that Rinaki Zuojin came in and called us out for dinner.

After eating and drinking enough, I have time to look at Tanjiro, whom I haven't seen in two years.

The ponytail is gone, the hair is shorter and taller, but the eyes are as firm and gentle as ever.

"It's changed, I've grown into a young man..." I stretched out my hand and patted his shoulder, feeling the toughness of the shoulder under my hand, feeling sad and relieved that my family has a child who has just grown up, but when I think of this This kind of growth is exchanged for the pain of losing a loved one, and the rest is only sad.

Tanjiro blinked, looked at me and said, "Ume has changed too! The taste has also changed a little... I almost can't recognize it! But I think Ume should be much better than me now."

"..." I turned my head, thinking about the past two years and the few days of training, I couldn't laugh anymore.

"Ah! That's right!"

As if remembering something, Tanjiro suddenly slammed his palm, his eyes brightened: "Has Umeko's memory recovered now? Have you remembered her identity?"

"Speaking of this, to be honest, I can only remember a little bit." I touched my chin and said, "I can only think of three when it comes to breathing sword skills, and my identity and name were told to me by others."

Tanjiro asked curiously: "Name? What was your original name, Umeko?"

Nezuko on the side also tilted her head: "Sister?"

"Well, Shimizu Shiyu." I said, "The surname 'Shimizu' is still my master's surname. By the way, my master's name is Kiyomizu Temple Bridge. Have you heard Mr. Rinaki mention it?"

Tanjiro shook his head honestly.

Nezuko also shook her head.

"Oh!" I sighed in disappointment.

No matter how I ask these days, the last time this saw-mouthed gourd just refused to tell me a word about my master, sometimes he would look at me and sigh, and he wouldn't even look at it after being caught by me look at me.

"I can't remember at all..." I slumped my shoulders, "Don't tell me, how can I remember?!"

"It's okay! I'll come to help Umeko too... um, Shigure?" Tanjiro was in the middle of speaking, but suddenly struggled, "I feel that Umeko's name is easy to say, and I can't change it all at once."

I waved my hand indifferently, "It's okay, it's just a title, you can continue to be called Meizi."

"Well! Okay, Meizi!" He smiled at me like a warm little sun.

"It's okay, I'll check it myself." Seeing his smile, I couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his face. It wasn't very soft, but it felt okay.

Tanjiro looked at me innocently: "?"

I withdrew my hand without guilt and said, "Now that you have passed the test and become a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, how do you plan to take Nezuko with you on the road?"

"Ah, just use that!" He turned and pointed to a bamboo basket.

"..." I looked at the bamboo basket, then at Nezuko with an innocent face, and finally looked at him silently.

I firmly said: "Throw it away!"

Tanjiro showed a puzzled expression: "Eh? Why?"

"How can you use that to hold Nezuko!" I hammered his head, his hands hurt and he didn't feel anything, the straight man with the head was really mad at me.

"How can that shabby bamboo basket be used to hold cute girls!" I began to speak in a calm and righteous manner, and said sternly: "At least it must be set with diamonds and pink lace!"

Sakonji Ryotaki at the door finally couldn't listen anymore, and came in and forced us to give up the bamboo baskets studded with diamonds and pink lace, and use a box he made at some point instead.

That box was made by Sakon Rinaki for the first time using a very light wood called "fog spruce". After being painted with "rock varnish", the outside will become hard and its strength will be improved.

Tanjiro was very surprised and said gratefully: "Thank you so much!"

I curled my lips and muttered, "I still think pink lace with diamonds is suitable for Nezuko..."

the next morning.

I just finished feeding the watermelon and saw someone coming looking for Sakonji Ryodaki and Tanjirou, so I let him in.

Seeing that the man is holding a knife wrapped in cloth, he is probably the swordsmith who came to deliver the knife to Tanjiro.

The watermelon flew around in the sky and landed on my shoulder to comb the feathers on my beak, "Shiyu, it's getting late, we should go back and get it from the butterfly..."

"Hush!" I was so scared that I quickly pinched its beak, looked back at the room, and no one came out, "Don't mention that here. About this, don't let others know, you haven't messed up these days Say it?"

I pinched the watermelon's beak threateningly, shrank and shook my head.

I squinted my eyes, "It's better like this, otherwise..."

As I said that, I felt a drop of water fall on my hand, and just when I thought it was going to rain, I lowered my head and looked carefully, only to find that the drop was not water, but blood.

That's my blood.

I quickly let go of the hand holding the watermelon, covered my nose, and felt a steady stream of nosebleeds pouring out of my nose, followed by a familiar dizziness.

"Shigure!" The watermelon flapped its wings in panic and flew around me anxiously.

"...I'm fine, don't bark."

I squatted on the ground slowly, and said in a low voice, "For a while, after saying goodbye to Tanjirou and Nezuko, I will go back... Take it easy, let me take it easy."

I spread out the palm covering my nose, and saw that the entire palm was covered with black blood, dripping down to the ground along the gap between the fingers.