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Getting along with Hibari Kyouya made her finally understand why she in the parallel world fell in love with him.

The most free breath shone from him, something that Onitsuka Hanae was so eager to touch, but subconsciously held back by fear.

Every word and deed, every move, do what you want, proud and wanton.No matter what dangers and abysses lie ahead, he is like a beam of lightning, not afraid of any tribulations or challenges, whether there are mountains of knives, seas of fire, or cliffs ahead, he can hold the duckweed in his hands Abduct, break the dark cage.

This is the freedom, strength and independence that I most desire, imprisoned in the laboratory and tortured helplessly by others, pinning the value of my own life on other people.

It can be said that he lived the way Onitsuka Hana wanted most, the most beautiful ideal in her barren and pale life.

He trained her, taught her to fight, to fight the miseries of life, to fight the rough future, to fight the dark past.Onitsuka Hanae imitated his fighting posture and felt his vigorous fighting spirit, so she smiled unconsciously.

He gave her a mist-attribute ring, and Onitsuka Hanae put it on her thumb in front of him, but after he left, she secretly put it on her right ring finger.

The beautiful ring is clamped on the support pad, like a unique silver ring like a winding branch, the purple gemstones are perfectly divided, clamped on the central leaf that forms a lift, like a purple vine blooming flower.

The fog-attribute illusionist's dead air fire is indigo, while the cloud-attribute dead air fire is purple.

At this moment, she fell in love with purple, the same color as the purple shirt that Kyouya Hibari would unbutton the neckline ten years later.

He developed the most unique weapon case, tossed it lightly to himself, but gave it the name Sparrow.

If it can go on like this, a year's time will be a matter of course, enough for Yun, who is aiming at the prey, to attack the city and seize the territory, and pursue the victory.

Ten years later, Lark Huazhi gave him an incomparable advantage. For a coward like Onitsuka Hanae, copying the happiness of another self is far more at ease and safer than developing another relationship by himself.

However, the most indispensable thing in the world is accidents.

She never thought that she would be abandoned by Mr. Mukuro, and she was still abandoned; she never thought that Mr. Dazai would leave her to die alone, and he still committed suicide by jumping off a building; she never thought that Mr. Yuan would politely reject her, He was so different to himself, but he still didn't respond to her.

It was as if, she never thought that she would return to the Ghost Slayer team again, at this delicate time.

The ambiguity has just ended, and the relationship has not yet been confessed.

At this time, there are still nine months before a year.

Onitsuka Hanae did not expect to meet acquaintances in Taisho 400 years after the Warring States Period.

Master Yan Sheng...became a ghost.

Onitsuka Hanae subconsciously thought of the report that Hibari Kyoya had shown her that the breathing method can be spotted at the extreme, and that the stripe breathing swordsman would not survive the age of 25.

With his ability, if there is only one person in this world besides Master Yuan who can open the stripes, then it must be Master Yan Sheng.

If there is anyone in this world who is least willing to die at a young age, then it must be Lord Yan Sheng.

He resolutely left, even the Xuanhe successor country could give up without hesitation, just to become the strongest warrior, to stand at the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

He has been chasing Mr. Yuanyi's back, but in fact, he has no idea that in the eyes of others, he is also a bright sun.

He will never be willing to die at a young age of 25 before surpassing Mr. Yuanyi. Onizuka Hanae admires this kind of obsession, so that such a proud and lonely Lord Yan Sheng will not hesitate to degenerate into a ghost, but also to compete Down.

She reunited with him under the moon, but from the beginning to the end she never pulled away the blade of the sun wheel.

Onitsuka Hanae thinks that he will abandon the 400-year-old relationship like he abandoned the successor country, maybe he will relentlessly pull away the blade, and the sword will face each other; maybe he will stagger silently and treat her as nothing; Perhaps she would not pay attention to her clumsy sentence "I suddenly remembered that something was left on the street, can I trouble the samurai to accompany me back?"

But he stopped.

Not only did she agree to her request to make an inch of it, but she also closed her eyes without any resistance when she stood on tiptoe and approached the neck of the ghost's gate of life.

The sword dance under the moonlight is magnificent and amazing, and there is only one audience for it, and that is the sword dancing for her.

The moonlight this night was bright and gentle, and the ghost under the moon bloomed like a flower in the dream like a dream.

She watched him leave, and then sent him a firework after a long absence of more than 400 years.

When Onitsuka Hanae watched him leave, an unbelievable thought appeared in her mind——

Lord Yan Sheng...you don't like me, do you?

400 years have passed since the Warring States Period, and Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi still ravages the world.Onizuka Hanae rejoined the Ghost Killing Squad and began to fight on the front line of killing ghosts.

She had a hunch that as long as she could kill Ghost Mai Tsuji, she would be able to go back.

At this time, there are still six months left in a year.

Reunited with Sensei-sama, who turned from a god into a child, and Yan Sheng-sama, who saved Tanjiro's family, also shrunk down to the size of a figure, and joined them.

Onitsuka Hanae admires the leadership ability of Yashiki Yoya, the main producer of the Demon Slayer Squad, and begins to learn from him.

Then, she finally understood how difficult it would be for her to be with Hibari Kyouya.

As a leader, you must never marry outside, and you must never marry.

And Kyoya, who is as lonely as a skylark, is absolutely impossible to be willing to be a lover who will not have a reputation-this is the helplessness and sorrow of the female leader.

Gossip can also kill.

People with ulterior motives destroy their bones.

The alliance with Pengo Lidi has just been established. They can form an alliance, but they must not marry.

From the day she became the head of the Port Mafia, she was destined to be a slave of the Port Mafia for the rest of her life.

If you can't help yourself, how to chase the clouds floating freely in the sky?

Onizuka Hanae, who realized this, was very sad for a while, but she was always good at hiding her thoughts, so no one could see it except Mr. Yaoya.

"You want to give up Mr. Skylark, Hua Zhi." After she told all her thoughts to the teacher, he gently stroked the top of his hair, his words were as soft as clouds, but the content was as sharp as a sharp knife. her heart.

The word "abandon" was too harsh, Onitsuka Hanae opened her mouth, but she still hadn't spoken, as if tears had flowed down unconsciously.

She never liked to cry, she could swallow any kind of bitter fruit with a smile, her eyes widened like this, she opened her mouth, she couldn't even cry out, she was wailing silently, it looked very distressing.

"I know you are sad, Huazhi." He sighed softly, lowered his eyes, his voice was calm and comforting like a father, "Follow your heart, Huazhi."

Onitsuka Hana raised her head to look at him, with a fatherly smile full of encouragement and trust, he said seriously: "The port mafia should not be your bondage, your heart will always be free, Huazhi."

A conversation with Teacher Yaoya made her seem to understand something, so in the last six months, Onitsuka Hanae began to gradually release her true self.

She no longer closes her heart, and truly feels this gentle world. Many things that cannot be seen with the eyes can only be seen with the heart.

Master Yuan likes her, and when they were only a finger away from piercing the window paper, he had no choice but to miss her.

To miss is to miss, Onitsuka Hanae felt very sorry, but she would not turn around again.

Master Yan Sheng also likes her. If a man like him didn't like her, he would never allow a woman to be so presumptuous in front of him.It was like this from 400 years ago, until 400 years later, there was only one Onitsuka Hanae, who acted boldly in front of him, but was never reprimanded.

Even the way he looked at her was gentle, restrained and forbearing.

Just because I like it, I will give in.

Just because I like it, I will endure it.

It's tricky.

Through the reflective mirror, Onitsuka Hanae could clearly see him leaning out from his cuff in a small cloak, looking at her with focused and adoring eyes.

And when she lowered her head, he would immediately put away his eyes full of love, and stare at the front with a blank expression, as if he had never peeped before.

However, loving someone is something that cannot be concealed like sneezing, so after he subconsciously drew the picture of a flower branch named after her, Onitsuka Hanae glimpsed a strong love from this picture.

Onitsuka Blossom is a creature that lacks love. Give her a little love and it will savagely grow in the weeds in the crevices of the stone. She clearly felt the throbbing heartbeat at that moment, so she asked a question that should not Ask questions.

"Why did Lord Yan Sheng draw this painting?"

Then she heard the perfunctory words he uttered with suppressed emotion.

At this time, there is still half a month before a year.

Then came the decisive battle, which happened to be on the penultimate day of the one-year period.

In a decisive battle with Guiwu Tsuji, Lord Yan Sheng cut off Guiwu Tsuji's neck with his own hands, and also destroyed his possibility of surviving.

He has loved himself for 400 years, turned into a ghost without hesitation, cut down all the back roads without hesitation, let Onitsuka Hanae remember him forever with a pessimistic and heroic gesture, and then disappeared into the air like a bubble.

Onitsuka Hanae suddenly remembered the fairy tale that accompanied her through her short childhood.

The little mermaid couldn't bear to kill the prince, so she turned into foam in the morning sun and disappeared forever.

Love is the most terrible poison in this world.

On the second day after returning to the port of Mafia, Onitsuka Hanae woke up on the bed in the chief's office, and then walked around Yokohama with Mr. Nakaya.

At night, after the lights of Yokohama were extinguished one after another, Onitsuka Hana put her hands flat on the edge of the roof, looking at the city shrouded in night.

It is not as prosperous as Tokyo, nor as ancient as Kyoto, nor as leisurely as Kanagawa, nor as enthusiastic as Osaka.

She was deeply traumatized by history, and even the air was filled with uncomfortable gunpowder smoke.Violence gathers here, and dark clouds have shrouded it for more than ten years.She seems to have been abandoned by the times. This city, which was once compared to a bright pearl next to Tokyo, has been covered in dust for more than ten years.

However, here is my root.

The phone has been dimly lit, as if waiting for someone's letter.

10 minutes left.

Today, Mr. Nakaya took her to see a reborn Yokohama.

She used to be covered in mud and filth, but now it seems that flowers of hope have finally bloomed out of the mud.

【Yokohama will not disappoint your tenderness. 】

She heard Mr. Chuya say so.

The clock was going to the last frame, and the flickering mobile phone screen was finally overwhelmed, exhausting the last slack.

She seemed to hear the sound of waves coming from Yokohama Bay, beating against the shore and churning up white waves.

But the story of the Little Mermaid seemed to echo in my ears.

She is not a mermaid waiting for a prince, not a prince who has mistakenly recognized a mermaid, and she is not a princess who is lucky enough to get happiness.

She is just the most insignificant wave in this fairy tale drama, and maybe she was once a little mermaid princess who secretly loved someone and suffered some injuries.

Her love turns into foam with the sunrise, and her soul will be like the waves, forever polishing her bay tirelessly.