What kind of man is breastfeeding?

Back to the place where he was temporarily staying, the new wine rubbed his neck, and he was a little shaky when walking.Occasionally, when she looked up at the sky, she felt that the dense blue night was like the eyes of an unknown mission target.

It's so strange, why does he look at himself with that expression of being so sad that he is about to cry?

"Xiao Xinjiu is back?"

Mingmei, who was sweeping the floor in the courtyard, saw the new wine, and immediately smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved.Xinjiu came back to his senses, and raised his hand to greet her: "Good evening, Miss Mingmei. Have you had dinner yet?"

"I've already eaten, and I've left some food for you. If you're hungry, you can go directly to the kitchen to get it."

"Then I'm welcome!"

After putting away the bag, she walked into the kitchen, and sure enough, she saw the rice ball left for her by Ms. Mingmei in the pot.Xinjiu rubbed his belly, and he was not picky about food. He finished dinner with the half-cold miso soup in the pot—the rice ball was wrapped with seaweed and plums, and the plums were a bit sour. the pain.

At this time, she especially missed the dessert that Qi Mu occasionally brought her.

The phone vibrated, and there were two unread letters lying in the mailbox, it was Natsuki-senior and Sakamoto-kun asking if he was okay.Xinjiu slumped on the sofa, and slowly replied to their messages, all of which said that it was all right, thank you for your concern.

knock knock --

The sound of knuckles hitting hard objects sounded, and Xin Jiu thought it was someone knocking on the door at first.She got up to open the door, but found that the corridor outside was empty and there was no one there.

Rubbing the goosebumps on his arms, Xinjiu wondered to himself, "Did I get it wrong?"

On one side of the corridor was a guardrail, and the night wind blew in, and Xinjiu covered his nose and sneezed muffledly.She closed the door behind her back, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Qi Mu sitting on the sofa, looking at the unfinished rice balls and miso soup on her table with a little inquiry.

Xinjiu was taken aback, and pressed his back against the cold door: "Qimu? When did you come in?"

Qi Mu pointed to the window of Xinjiu [I knocked on the window. 】

The window was closed, and Xinjiu thought of the "knock on the door" he had just heard, and immediately realized that it was Qi Mu who was knocking on the window at that time.She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she took off the coat on the shelf and put it on herself while thinking: "Can't you come in through the main entrance?"

Although teleportation is really convenient, it's not for you, right?

The expression on Saiki's face was slightly stiff [I don't want to run into Ms. Kawasaki. 】

As a superpower who only wants to be an "ordinary working party", Qi Mu keeps away from everything that represents trouble.The landlord of Xinjiu, Ms. Kawasaki Akemi, is a fighter in gossip, not only good at speaking, but also in her heart.

Thinking of Miss Mingmei's level of gossip, Xinjiu touched the tip of his nose and said, "That's right, meeting Miss Mingmei is really embarrassing."

"But why did you come to me all of a sudden?"

Put the poured hot water in front of Qi Mu, and the new wine sat down opposite Qi Mu.Qi Mu picked up the water glass, and ordered with one hand the bento he put on the new wine table [Sushi made by my mother...she insisted that I give you a copy too. 】

Xinjiu is not unexpected, she has been a guest at Qi Mu's house before - although Qi Mu-jun's brother is really a very unpleasant person, Qi Mu's parents and grandparents are very cute.

She nodded and accepted the bento: "That's it—then please ask Mr. Qi Mu to say thank you to Auntie when he goes back. I will bring a gift for a return visit next time I am on holiday."

In fact, it doesn't have to be that troublesome.Your mother will be very happy when you are born—forget it, it’s better not to mention this kind of thing, it will easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Thinking so, Qi Mu put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and said [I'm going first. 】

"Goodbye Saiki-kun—"

Xin Jiu subconsciously waved goodbye to the other party, and Qi Mu's teleportation slowed down for a moment; Xin Jiu slightly tilted his head, "Qi Mu-jun?"

Before the words fell, Qi Muren had disappeared in place.

Xin Jiu rubbed his chin and muttered, "It's great to be able to teleport - if only I had this ability."

"The next time you meet an evil spirit that you can't beat, just grab the rescue target and move instantly. If you can't beat me, can't you run?"

At the same time, Qi Mu's family.

【I'm back--】

Qi Mu suddenly appeared in the living room, and Qi Mu's family has long been used to it.Saiki Kurumi asked him while clearing the table: "Yeah! Is Kusuo back? How's it going? Did Xiaojiu say anything when he received the lunch box?"

Qi Mu [She said that she would bring a gift for a return visit next time. 】

"Really!?"

Sai Mukurumi's eyes lit up, and she said happily: "That's great—oh, speaking of it, Xiaojiu hasn't come to our house for a long time, right?"

Qi Mu gave a hand to help put away the bowl [it's only two months and three days. 】

"Alas!!!"

Qi Mu Kuniharu immediately screamed strangely, "How can I remember so clearly?! This is not like Kusuo's usual style - so Xiaojiu is actually Kusuo's girlfriend, right? Isn't it? Isn't it??"

【To shut up. 】

Qi Mu sighed, 【I said it all, we are just colleagues. 】

girlfriend?I really haven't thought about it.But... she probably wouldn't like a girl like Shinshu.It's too much trouble, and if you don't pay attention, you will cry until you are dehydrated.

"Phew - fortunately you arrived in time, otherwise it would be a bit tricky for me to be alone."

Zhenmo put the knife back into its sheath, turned to look at the evil ghost whose head had been beheaded and whose body was as slender as a bamboo pole, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.She was walking with dexterity and agility, but unfortunately, she was restrained by this ghost's strange blood ghost technique. If Yiyong hadn't arrived in time, it would be easy for her to protect herself, but it would be difficult to save others.

Giyuu didn't talk to him. After staring at the corpse of the ghost, he took out a pen and paper and began to write a post-war summary-this is a new regulation within the Ghost Slaying Team in recent years. The post-war summary is always surprisingly well written.

After Zhenmo comforted the frightened villagers, when he returned to Yiyong, Yiyong had already finished writing.But he didn't put away the notebook, his eyes fell on the paper quietly, as if he was in a daze.

"It takes so long to read the post-war summary?"

Zhenmo poked his head out from behind Yiyong, and before he could see clearly what was written on Yiyong's paper, Yiyong pressed his forehead and pushed it back: "Write your post-war summary well."

"Okay okay-"

Zhenmo pursed his lips and sat down opposite Yiyong.Since joining the Demon Slayer Squad, she, Giyuu, and Sato have not seen each other often.

Both Giyuu and Satoshi are talented players—I heard that Satoshi is about to complete the prerequisites for Zhuzhu, and Giyuu seems to be soon too...I have to work hard too!

You can't embarrass Mr. Rinaki!

Fueling himself up in his heart, Mako also took out his notebook and began to record his feelings about the battle; Giyong's eyes moved from the notebook in front of him to Mako——Mako wrote very seriously, writing in a snappy manner.

After looking at it for a while, Yiyong slowly looked away again, focusing on the notebook in front of him.This notebook is a bit old, the pages are slightly yellowed, and he just finished writing the last page.

Time to buy a new book next time.

Thinking like this, he raised his hand and slowly flipped the page, and the paper flipped past his eyes.The faint scent of paper and ink radiated from the paper, and was carried away by the wind blowing from the paper——Zhenzhu raised his eyes and glanced, slightly surprised: "Eh? This word...isn't like Yiyong?"

Yiyong's hand flicked the page for a moment, and Zhenmo was already curiously pressing the page with one hand, and looked at it carefully several times: it is indeed not Yiyong's words, it is more detailed than Yiyong's, and the way of writing is also very special .

Zhenzhu raised his eyebrows and looked at Yiyong with a smile: "Mr. Yiyong, isn't this your handwriting?"

Yiyong: "...No."

Pulling the notebook out of Mako's hand, and putting it against his chest, Giyuu picked up his Japanese sword, turned and walked outside.Makoto caught up with Yoshiyuki in three steps and two steps, and asked curiously: "Who is it? It doesn't look like the character of Sato... Is it someone I know?"

Yi Yong said with a straight face, expressionless: "Written by a friend."

Makoto paused and raised his voice slightly: "Friend? Wait! Is it someone other than me and Sato??"

Yiyong actually has a good friend! !And it's someone other than her and Sato!How could this not surprise Zhenmu?

The corners of Yiyong's mouth curled up a little, and there was a subtle pride in his tone: "Yeah."

Makoto: "...I'm so curious, Mr. Giyuu's new friend. What's her name? Is she at the same time as you?"

Zhenmu swears to God, she is really curious!After all, Yiyong's character can easily turn his favorability into a negative number within five sentences of meeting. In the early years when the two of them didn't get along much, Zhenmu secretly thought about putting him in a sack.

Yiyong touched his chest, and through the fabric, he could feel the raised cherry pattern on the hard-shell notebook, behind which was his steady heartbeat.He usually speaks a little slower than others, but this time he seems to be a little slower than usual: "It's not the same period, it's a junior with very bad swordsmanship."

"Her name is Sagi Shinshu."

Will know the full name of the new wine, or because of this notebook.Xinjiu taught him how to write a summary report, how to do a review, and also explained some strange terms that he had never heard before.

Yiyong is seldom interested in things other than ghosts, but Xinjiu is a very curious person—she hasn't got the Sun Wheel Saber yet, and she doesn't need to accept the task, so she just runs around with Yiyong.

She draws cards for Yiyong to eliminate ghosts, and when Yiyong is free, she teaches Yiyong to write some miscellaneous things; when they pass by the town, New Wine will always drag Yiyong in for a stroll.

Sometimes it is to buy some novelty snacks, and sometimes it is to buy all kinds of weird gadgets.Those who buy new wine and food always like to bring Yiyong a share. Yiyong originally wanted to say no to eating, but looked down at her smiling eyebrows, and unconsciously opened his mouth to eat again.

Once they were unlucky and did not make it to the nearest village before sunset.Yiyong and Xin Jiu sat on the ridge all night wrapped in feathers; he remembered that the wind was a bit strong that night, and Xin Jiu woke up from the cold in the middle of the night, huddled pitifully, and wrapped the old newspaper around his body.

Then she said she was going—the night was windy and the stars were bright.When Xin Jiu said that he was leaving, he didn't look at him, but just looked up at the stars in the sky.

Giyuu looked at her sideways, and the half of his face that fell into his line of sight was as weak as the wisteria flowers growing interlaced on the new sake feather weaving.Yi Yong suddenly had a strange idea in his heart: Will the wind break the wisteria flowers?

In the next second, Xinjiu turned his head and looked at him—Xinjiu smiled cutely, Yiyong was very surprised, why Xinjiu could laugh and cry at the same time, and the tears couldn't be stopped like a broken faucet?

He heard the sound of new wine, and cried in a low voice, mingled with the wind: "I'm leaving—maybe I won't see you again in the future. The notebook and the automatic pen are given to you. It's best not to see each other next time!"

Why don't you see me?

Yiyong is puzzled.Aren't they good friends?Sato and himself are good friends. Although they can't meet often now, they still often practice swordsmanship together.Zhenmo is also his friend. Although Zhenmo doesn't like to learn swordsmanship with him, he often writes to him.

Ah, that's right - Xinjiu swordsmanship is so bad, maybe he doesn't want to learn from himself, right?So it's better not to see each other next time, is it better to write letters to communicate in the future?

That's right, Xinjiu got his own sun wheel knife, and he will perform tasks by himself in the future.

The wind blew the semi-old and not new notebook, and there was a protruding cherry pattern on the hard cover.Yiyong lowered his eyes and saw a line of beautiful cursive characters written on the title page: Sagi New Wine.

and after?Later... why didn't you see each other again, and didn't write to me?

The author has something to say: On the difference between Tsundere and Hanhan——

Qi Shen [colleague relationship. 】

Qi Shen [Although she hasn't come to my house for three days, we are still good colleagues. 】

Yi Yong: Good friend.

Yi Yong: Although she never wrote to me, I know we are still good friends.

When I was writing the memory of Yiyong, I suddenly had a sense of picture in my mind——

Han Zhu: Is it cold?

New wine: cold...it's very windy tonight.

Han Zhu: It's really a bit windy today, wrap up some old newspapers.

Its lethality is equivalent to drinking more magma. 【Light a cigarette.jpg】