Genji Heavy

Xiao Wu didn't deny it.

He looked at Mustache, his expression was a little dazed after hearing her words, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in denial.

Finally Xiao Wu smiled, with a calm expression.

"It turns out that you can see it so clearly, it seems that I am hiding it really badly."

——Do men look at women's eyes?

It can be said that it is not wrong.Xiao Wu admits that his feelings for Mustache have deteriorated long ago.

However, isn't it natural to like Higakiri?

From the very beginning, his vibrator was forged for Hikiri.His body imitated her appearance, and when he appeared as Fu Sangshen, he also grew into a very similar appearance.

He is her shadow, from filling the vacancy left by Keimaru's departure to taking her place in the Ping family.

Until the last moment when he sank to the bottom of the sea, what he saw in front of his eyes was Hikakiri standing on a high position, wearing a gorgeous kimono, with the hem of his clothes spread behind him, looking back at him.

in case.

It would be nice to be by her side.

His bang as a sword has been closely linked with "Higiri".Such expectations have actually already been born.

But because of fear and timidity, he covered his ears and buried it in his heart.

At this moment when it was too late, Xiao Wu understood his hidden intentions.

Mustache pursed his lips, looking at the changing expression in Xiaowu's eyes, "Is it because of this that you don't want to call me 'sister'?"

Xiao Wu said, "It is now. I am not your younger brother, and I don't want to be your younger brother. Before..."

He stopped abruptly.

Higakiri sighed softly, "I know—now I know."

In the beginning, Xiaowu was trapped in a prison, insisting on comparing himself with Keimaru, thinking that he has not grown to the strength of Keimaru, and he is not qualified to call her "sister".

later……

Before that, Mustache didn't understand why the relationship between the two of them was already good, and the knots had been untied a lot, but Xiao Wu still only called her "Muscle Chirch".

Now it seems that Xiaowu's feelings for her have quietly changed at some point.

Mustache couldn't help but sigh in his heart, she didn't realize it.

Originally, she didn't know much about such human-like feelings, especially in the Heian era.

Xiao Wu still looked at her and repeated, "I'm not your brother."

As he said that, he suddenly turned his wrist, and instead grabbed Mustache's hand - she accidentally forgot that she was actually still clasping his wrist.

"I don't want to be your brother either."

As Xiao Wu said, he immediately raised Mustache's hand, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the back of her hand.

He said stubbornly, "I'm different from Kagemaru."

"...Little Wu."

In the end, Mustache still didn't pull out his hand, and opened his eyes, completely filling Xiaowu's face into his eyes.

She opened her mouth and said in a whisper, "Jealousy turns people into evil spirits."

Xiao Wu didn't say a word, but gently put down her hand, and then showed her a smile similar to what she remembered.

But coupled with the mature temperament at the moment, there are many differences when you look closely.

He turned around and put the candlestick that he had been holding in the other hand aside, then straightened up, straightened his clothes, and then turned his head to look at Mustache.

"Hisakiri."

"I already am."

The house they were in suddenly collapsed.

The room seemed to have turned into large chunks of glass in an instant, and then shattered into countless pieces in an instant, revealing countless faces of Hidekiri and Xiaowu.

In the end, even the fragments disappeared, and all turned into fine crystal powder.

Higakiri and Xiaowu did not move, but the surrounding scene has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the splendid storm, Xiao Wu narrowed his eyes and said, "You should have discovered this from the beginning, right?"

"The moment the candle in my hand lights up, you and I are no longer in the original space."

Hidekiri looked at the shattered and transformed scenery, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I know."

The voice fell, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

The real time should still be night, but now it is day.

But no sunshine.Higakiri looked up, and what he saw were patches of dark clouds, gloomy, as if the sky was about to fall down in a second.

The smell of fishy and salty sea water hits the face.

Mustache coughed a few times, a little unaccustomed, but he didn't show any surprise.Then she took a closer look at her surroundings.

At first glance, what comes into the eyes is the boundless ocean.

Then there was the railing, the big ship at her feet.

The wooden deck replaced the stacked mats in the house, and she and Xiao Wu are now standing on the deck of the big ship.

After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, mustache eyebrows frowned slightly, because she felt familiar for a while.If I remember correctly, in the dream created by the so-called polluted nightmare, the sea and ships she saw were the scene in front of me.

It's just that in the dream, the boat swayed greatly with the waves, but at this moment, she seemed to be standing on land, and the boat under her feet was motionless.

——Obviously the surrounding waves are still as rough and frightening as in the dream.

But the origin of that dream is already very clear, Higiri said, "It seems that that dream is you—"

"That's right," Xiao Wu replied simply, "Borrowing the power of the nightmare-eating tapir, I projected the memory of this spatial connection into your dream."

The sea breeze blew the broken hair in front of his forehead into a mess, and his face looked extraordinarily pale.

"Can the 'past' I showed you make your eyes stay on me longer?"

Higakiri's hand hanging by his side moved unconsciously, his nails digging into the soft flesh of his palm.

"...I see, you really don't belong to the 'Little Wu' of this time. If you are obsessed with this, you have already fallen into a demon."

Xiaowu laughed a few times, but the laughter was taken away by the sea breeze and torn into countless pieces.

"That's right, I'm from the future just like you."

"As for the so-called persistence..."

The ending was swallowed by him, but there was a lamenting smile on his face, his golden eyes were stained with a desperate dark color, and he was sober and crazy.

That smiling face can no longer be called a child, but a man.

In the eyes of mustache, it became a familiar and strange look.

Mustache sighed, "You really have to grow up, Xiaowu."

She slowly raised her hand, holding the body with her fingers one by one.

"Even I didn't expect that meeting you again would be like this."

"So? So what?"

Xiao Wu's voice was light and floating.

"For me, being able to see you like this is enough."

He said calmly, "I can use any method."

The sea water submerged the chest and lungs, Hikakiri was speechless for a while, and took a deep breath

"You don't have to do this, Xiaowu." His voice gradually became cold, but was wrapped in the gurgling water, "will you also believe in the temptation of the time-traveling army? Their words may be nice, but cooperating with them You can't get anything at all."

"The so-called changing history is nothing more than a fantasy, how can we really get it to perfection. It's just... just using each other," Xiao Wu repeated in a low voice, and gave her a gentle look, "I am the knife you taught me, I don't believe them speech."

He took a step forward, as if he wanted to see the mustache better.

"I didn't cooperate, nor was I lured, it was just a matter of using each other to get what they needed."

Suddenly, a relaxed and sunny smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were calm before the disaster.

"Do you want to know what the hell I did?"

"Please draw your sword, Higiri. Let me see how strong you and I are."

"Win me—"

"Then I'll tell you everything."

"Hisakiri."