Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

While walking on the crowded street, Yueya was still thinking, in just 400 years, the world has changed to such an extent that he can't help but be dumbfounded.Whether it is wearing a new kimono that is completely different from the past on the street, or wearing a suit and skirt in the style of the West, talking and laughing side by side in the street, or whether it looks like an iron box but can move quickly on the road. The mobile means of transportation has brought Crescent Moon a novel experience that is different from the past.

The faint fragrance floating in the air comes from the powder shop on the side of the street, and the rich meaty smell overflows from the restaurant on the other side. All kinds of smells are mixed together and headed towards Yue Yue's nose rush.

This strange taste is the world.

The long and flat street is surrounded by warm and bright lights, but the source of this light is not candles, and Crescent Moon does not smell the slightest smell of lamp oil in the air. The source of this light is something that Crescent Moon has never heard of before. electricity.

So - what is the principle of this kind of thing?

Crescent Moon raised her head and stared at the bright orange street lamps on both sides of the street. Not long after waking up from hell, Crescent Moon, who had only cultivated for a while, rushed to this world non-stop.However, Crescent Moon, which has been more than 400 years away from the current era, stood on the street with antique memories and fell into deep contemplation.

There is a flat asphalt road under her feet, which is far from the dusty dirt road at the beginning. Crescent Moon stands alone in the crowd like a lost lamb, standing still on this crowded street.

Such an eye-catching man wearing a retro kimono standing under the street lamp and gazing at the scene of the light, in the eyes of the romantic Taisho, this man may be hiding some unknown secrets and hidden pains in his heart—— But Crescent Moon, who was actually surreptitiously observed, was just thinking about how street lights work.However, under the wide kimono, there is a sword that Japan has already banned from wearing.

If there weren't too many pedestrians on the street around me, perhaps Crescent Moon would jump up from the ground and land on the street lamp to see how it glowed.

After all, it is an old antique that has lived for nearly a thousand years. It is not difficult to understand why Crescent Moon, whose memory is still in the Warring States Period, is curious about modern things.

However, although the means of transportation in the world are convenient, Yueya's speed as a demon is better than that. After only staying in the small town for a while, Yueya found a place and ran away quickly.

He smelled an unusual smell in this small town, which was very familiar to Yueya, and it was undoubtedly a ghost.

But the strange thing is that the smell is very light, as if the ghost just stayed for a moment and then left, but is there really a ghost leaving the street full of delicious flesh and blood without eating it?

Crescent Moon wouldn't believe it.

Only relying on the faint smell left in the air, Crescent Moon came to a train station.

The smell here is slightly stronger, but it still shows that the ghost who came here has now left, Yueya frowned and thought, he doesn't know what this place is, and the common sense that he lacked in these years cannot be made up overnight, he Looking at the bare rails in front of the train station, I hesitated for a while.

The patrolman at the train station naturally noticed something was wrong with Crescent Moon, so he stepped forward to inquire.

"Sir, are you in any trouble?"

Yueya didn't feel any malice, and looked at the patrolman in police uniform in front of him, hesitating for a while, and began to ask ambiguously.

"Here... when did you leave?"

The patrolman thought that Yueya had missed the train, so he said naturally: "That train left an hour ago, sir, you are late."

Only then did Yueya know the departure time of that thing called the train, it was still early in the night, and it might not be too late to catch up now, so Yueya smiled at the patrolman and thanked softly: "Thank you."

The patrolman had never seen such a good-looking man before, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw Yueya's smiling face. When he came back to his senses, he found that Yueya's back had already disappeared into the crowd.

"Huh—strange." The patrolman rubbed his head, "Is that gentleman walking so fast?"

Of course, it wasn't that Yueya walked fast, but that as a half-demon, she naturally practiced her speed to the extreme, which is difficult even for human technology.

The wooden clogs under his feet are like walking on the gravel ground, and the wide kimono is blown in by the wind, but it can't hinder the high-speed movement of the crescent moon.The wind whizzed by my ears, and when the crescent moon passed through, it also rolled up the gravel and dead branches on the ground, and the rolled up things were thrown behind by the crescent moon and fell to the ground.

That smell is getting stronger and stronger, which means that Crescent Moon is getting closer to its destination.

There was a deafening explosion in front of her. When Yue Yue looked up, she found that what the policeman called a train appeared in front of her. However, unlike the train that stopped at the train station, the train swelled up like a swollen piece of meat. What connects the carriages is also flesh and blood covered with veins.

The flesh and blood seemed to be stimulated by something and kept agitating up and down, visually it looked very disgusting.

Crescent Moon stopped in her tracks, looked at the unknown thing and fell silent.

Crescent Moon: ...Is this the power of human technology?

It seems that I don't understand a bit.

But before Yueya finished thinking carefully, he heard a hoarse cry.

"Mr. Purgatory—!"

Yueya Xin was startled, and then took another step. Apart from the smell of ghosts at the beginning, there was another strange smell. It is stronger than the fading taste just now.

Passing through the forest, Yueya looked towards the direction from which the voice came from. Beside the collapsed and derailed train stood a person and a ghost. There were even two children supporting each other behind the person.

The man confronting the ghost had golden and red hair, and a pair of sword eyebrows with fierce killing intent, but half of his face was already stained red with blood, and from the only remaining eye, it could still be seen that the man was originally It should have a pair of eyes burning with flames.

The evil ghost opposite had pink hair like cherry blossoms, but his pale skin was covered with dark blue tattoos, and he was posing in a martial arts pose to give the man opposite him the final blow.

Crescent Moon frowned, put her hand on the sword by her side and pulled it out in an instant.Speaking of which, this Japanese saber is still the one that was involved with him when he was sucked in by Huangquan Hirasaka. It has not been touched for a long time and it is a bit unfamiliar, but once it is swung, it regains the original feeling.

"Destroy the killing and destroying style."

The pattern of snowflakes appeared at the foot of Yiwozuo. He was about to give the last blow to the enemy he admired in front of him, Xingshou Lang, but before the move was launched, he felt a fierce killing intent attacking him from behind.

In order to avoid this blow, Yiwozuo had to give up Xing Shoulang in front of him and face a strange opponent who came from nowhere.

The huge explosion produced by the Mie-style is powerful enough to blast a human into a pulp, but Crescent Moon, who received this move with a sword, did not suffer any damage, only the hem of the clothes around her was swept away by the wind force generated by the move just now. rise.

"Who are you."

Yiwozuo took two steps back, his sixth sense as a ghost clamored that the thin man who suddenly appeared in front of him was very scary, but the surging fighting spirit in his heart told him that this was a rare opponent in the world.

Crescent Moon seized the opportunity to throw Kyojuro to the back, and was caught by the panicked Kamado Tanjiro and Zuihei Inosuke. They had no time to worry about the sudden appearance of strangers. The place is bandaged.

"Mr. Purgatory!"

Kamado Tanjiro looked down guiltily at the socket of Purgatory Kyojurou who had lost his left eye, and said with self-blame, "If...if I were stronger..."

Is it possible to prevent Mr. Purgatory from these injuries?

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Purgatory Xingshourou.

"Don't say such things!"

Even though he was seriously injured, his viscera ruptured and his ribs were broken, the bright smile on Purgatory Kyojuro's face has not changed, "Protecting you is what I should do, even if you are injured, there is no problem!"

"And it's good to be able to save one life now, we have to thank that gentleman!"

Speaking of this, Purgatory Xingshoulang turned his head and looked at Yueya not far away who was already fighting with Yiwozuo with piercing eyes. What was burning in his eyes was his unyielding will as a pillar of flame.

Similarly, Kamado Tanjiro and Zuihei Inosuke also looked at the battle scene.

The sun wheel knife in Yueya's hand shone like moonlight, and it seemed to leave a silver belt when he swung it. Facing Yi Wozuo's powerful move, he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

"Good... so strong!"

Zuihei Inosuke had already been attracted by Crescent Moon's brilliant swordsmanship, and said such a sentence dully.

That's true, the purgatory Xingshoulang who was a pillar of fire just now is hard to parry against Shang Yiwozuo, but the slender man not far away can fight Yiwozuo evenly or even slightly better .

"This is... Mr. Purgatory, do you know him?" Tanjiro Kamado recognized that the sword in Yueya's hand was a Japanese sword unique to the Demon Slayer Squad, so he subconsciously asked Purgatory Kyojuro who was beside him as a pillar of flame.

"En!" Purgatory Kyojuro responded, and just when Zamen Tanjirou thought he knew him, Purgatory Kyojuro said in a clear and crisp voice: "No! I don't know! I have never seen such a powerful swordsman The killing team has seen it!"

Kamado Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Crescent Moon in front of him.

He has an extraordinary sense of smell. At first, he recognized Onimai Tsuji Mumi in the crowded streets based on the smell he smelled. Now his sense of smell is still good, but Tanjiro found it strange that the person in front of him appeared out of thin air. The smell of Mr. De's body is not human-like, but it is different if it is a ghost.

But the focus now is not here. Yueya waved the sun wheel knife in his hand and rolled up a whirlwind and slashed towards Yiwozuo's arms. Cut off the arm.

Now that the sunrise is approaching, Yi Wozuo cherishes life even more even if he wants to fight the strong.

"Destruction Kill · Foot Style · Crown First Cut."

Even though he lost his arms, Yiwozuo was still able to use his blood ghost technique, and snowflake-like patterns bloomed under his feet. Yiwozuo swung his left foot and kicked Yueya's temple hard.

Crescent Moon had already reacted, raised her left arm to block, and was kicked three meters away by Yiwozuo abruptly.

"You smell really strong."

Crescent Moon stood still, and then waved the sun wheel knife with Yiwozuo's blood in her hand, her tone was a little careless, and she looked at Yiwozuo with a little inquiring eyes.

This ghost is much stronger than the ones encountered in the Warring States period. Can Wu Mi be able to bear it?

The smell of blood in the air was strong, but it was not Crescent Moon's, but Yiwozuo who lost both arms now.

There was a familiar smell coming from the blood gurgling out from the wound, Crescent Moon lowered her eyes and opened her mouth to ask softly.

"Tell me, that guy Wu Mi, how much blood he gave you."

The smell was so familiar that it was hard for Yueya not to care.

Yi Wozuo, who heard Wu Mi's own name being mentioned, was shocked, and backed away with bleeding arms, his golden pupils were full of shock.

"You..." How did you know Mr. Wu Mi.

Yiwozuo wanted to ask Yueya why she seemed so familiar with Wuyan, but before she could ask, the man in front of her showed a lack of interest.

"Forget it, I don't need to ask you."

Yiwozuo was keenly aware of the sword being swung by Yueya from the left, and subconsciously bent his body backward to avoid it.Yiwozuo chose to give up the severed arms. Anyway, as a ghost, the wound is not painful or itchy, and it will grow back, but if you lose your life, you have nothing.

The sun was about to rise, and Yiwozuo had no intention of fighting, so he turned his head and ran towards the dark forest. Crescent Moon wanted to catch up, but there was another shout behind him.

"Mr. Purgatory—!"

Purgatory Kyojuro has lost too much blood, and now he has passed out beside Kamado Tanjiro.

After a pause, Yueya watched Yiwoza disappear into the deep forest, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes. In the end, she still didn't follow Yiwoza, but turned around and walked in the direction of Kamado Tanjiro.

Until standing still in front of Kamado Tanjirou, Crescent Moon stared for a moment with lowered eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Is your... surname Ji Guo?"

Kamado Tanjiro: ...?

The author has something to say: I suddenly found that I missed a paragraph...

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Yueya: Are you a descendant of Yuanyi?

Tanjiro: ...?

Yuanyi: ...?

Yueya: Really, why didn't Yuanyi tell his brother when he had a child?

Yuanyi: ...No, I didn't.

Tanjiro: ...?

[From the Zaomen family who are obviously not related by blood but look very similar to Yuanyi]

Did you misunderstand what I said when I said that the damned are going to die, I mean, the damned bad guys are going to die.

The pillars of the Ghost Killing Squad are all little angels—it’s just that injuries are inevitable hahahahaha! !