Card Draw Blade

On the train.

"Mr. Purgatory's joke..." The young swordsman of Grid Green Haori scratched his hair, not knowing where to start so as not to make people feel embarrassed.

Shanyi on the side also made that voice: "So cunning!"

The 'joke' just now seemed a little too much, but at this moment, Purgatory Xingshourou looked out of the window thoughtfully, and the outside was the same scenery as the child saw just now.

Before I knew it, the sun had set.

'Joke, not really. '

When his mother was young, she had made an agreement with her best friend. If they got married, the first daughter to be born would be a sister, and the first boy would be a brother. If there was a boy and a girl, they would be married.This baby kiss shows more than just the friendship behind the two.

But in the end, although there is a son and a daughter, the daughter's family is poor, and the son is obsessed with killing ghosts and swordsmanship. After more than ten years, his mother has died of illness, and her family members have all died in the claws of ghosts.

Purgatory Kyojuro only heard the distant story about himself from his mother when he was a child, and the two who were inseparable from the ogre met at a thin dawn.

Whether it is the beginning or the end, their fate always contains blood and sorrow.The boy came with stars and moons, but the girl bathed in the flesh and blood of her relatives at home. He didn't rescue the fiancée from the elders' mouth, because it was too late when he went.

Before Yanzhu became Zhu, he was just a member of the team, and received news from the crow that ogres were haunting the southeast of the town.The people left, only the house number was blurred by blood, and the handwriting on it could no longer be read clearly. Purgatory Xingshou Lang faintly looked at the familiar gate, feeling uneasy.

Obviously before this, they had never seen each other.

Born with curly hair and green eyes, she was still a young child. Her immature face, slender bones, and thin hands and feet all hinted at the fragility of this girl.But even so, the child was wearing lake green clothes, with dust and blood on his body.

The child stood on the door frame, scanning everyone in the Ghost Slayer Squad with disgust and disgust. Compared with the child, they were the stronger side.

That look, Purgatory Xingshourou looked at the dark sky, he will never forget it.

[Why didn't you come earlier? ]she says.

No one could answer her, but everyone secretly tensed their muscles. At this moment, the first ray of morning light had just shone into the bloody yard, and also shone on the child.

In the suddenly relaxed air, Purgatory Kyojuro pulled the haori cover over her head, and he said: [Sorry].

It was only later that Purgatory Xingjulang realized that the so-called 'indifference and disgust', the ghost-like eyes were actually the desperation after depravity.The two communicated their names and knew the fate that existed in the first place. The young man volunteered to take on the task of taking care of the wounded.

The child said those words fiercely and self-loathing: [Mr. Purgatory, am I their burden? Why am I the only one who survived? ]

The train gradually figured it out, and they had grown a lot, and they were no longer what they were before.Purgatory Kyojuro looked at his own face reflected in the window, and unconsciously twirled her hair with his fingers, limp.

Their lives would be different if there were no ghosts.It doesn't matter at all even if you say something like 'this is my fiancé' in a straightforward manner.

Just like the first two mothers described in the blessings from the heart, whether they are brothers, sisters or husband and wife, they will gradually get better and better!

I will be bathed in the sun like a sunflower, looking forward to hope, even if there are some insignificant troubles in ordinary days, I will not lose my heart and emotions in addition to tangible things and intangible things like today.

The young man who has just turned 20 seems to have thought of something interesting. Even if it is a picture that only exists in the future and not in fantasy, it is still attractive enough.

"Tanjiro!" Suddenly, the dark red boy heard someone calling his name.

Tanjiro Kamado looked towards this side, and it was Mr. Purgatory's piercing eyes, burning as hot as ever, soothing the restless and restless heart.

Because Mr. Purgatory is a [pillar], and because Mr. Purgatory is very strong, Mr. Purgatory is naturally protecting everyone.

"Tanjiro Boy! This generation of Demon Slayers will definitely eradicate demons from the world!"

A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, this is the belief of Xingjurou, the purgatory of that era.

The infected young man also laughed: "Well! I will definitely find a way to turn Nezuko back into a human, and make all the ghosts disappear!"

"Hahaha! As expected of my stepson!"

Shanyi only heard the laughter behind: "What are those two people talking about!"

Inosuke: "Hahahaha!"

"What are you laughing at!?"

"I don't care! I will do whatever they want!"

"Children? You!"

"Oh! Zenitsu boy and Inosuke boy are also very energetic!"

The young man's smile seemed to be on fire, lighting up the whole night, remembering that the girl questioned him uncomfortably just before falling asleep: "No one can guarantee that anything will be 100% successful."This was indeed the case, so he couldn't guarantee it, and he couldn't even guarantee it to the child in his name [Purgatory Xing Shou Lang], not Yan Zhu's identity.

Drowsiness strikes.

The girl who seemed to have no one noticed the double dream also frowned, as if she was haunted by a nightmare.If she can still open her eyes now, she will find that the time in her vision has been stuck at [00:02:31].

The real world at this moment.

In the middle of the night, the moon hangs high through the light-colored curtains, and the breeze sways the branches in the yard. At this time, even the chirping of spring insects can be clearly heard.

The young man who was lying on his side in the guest room of the Qingmu House suddenly opened his eyes. His round eyes seemed to be freed from somewhere. After taking a deep and hard breath, he could see everything in the darkness clearly in his field of vision. .

Purgatory Xingshourou woke up from his dream, and the moment when he regained consciousness was also a moment of astonishment.He got up from the bed, he was still wearing the wrinkled shirt, and the belt around his waist was uncomfortable.

Only by the moonlight did he realize where he was.

But what puzzled him was why there was a little girl curled up in shorts and a thin shirt beside him.

Turning his mind around, Purgatory Xingshoulang remembered that he went drinking with his colleagues yesterday, and he didn't know what happened afterwards.But this should be the guest room of Aoki House, everything is the same as before, except that the extra Aoki will be a bit difficult to deal with in the future.

How did the kid come here to sleep?Sleepwalking?

Purgatory Xing Shoulang was finally not controlled by alcohol, his mind was spinning rapidly, but it was useless.He will definitely not guess the truth of the matter.

In this family, only his younger brother Qianjulang was left sober yesterday, but Qianjulang slept soundly next door, and then he didn't care what happened to his future sister and elder brother in the end.

After thinking about it for a while, Purgatory Xingjulang picked up the girl horizontally, intending to release her back to his room, and finally wrapped the quilt into a roll in exactly the same way as Aoki Mirai wrapped him.

"Hmm! That's good!" He lowered his voice, but his spirit was bright.

The middle of the night episode passed like this, and Purgatory Xingshoulang went downstairs to settle the two drunken adults into categories, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water for himself.

Drinking does make you thirsty.

He looked at the light in the refrigerator, his consciousness gradually diverged, and he remembered a little bit of the dream.

Purgatory Kyojuro University is studying history.Once my classmate checked the information in the field history, and then sorted out a legend about the "ogre ghost" during the Taisho period.Later, he was killed by the teacher, and the useless materials like gay strange novels were put into the study together with the suitcase of Purgatory Xingjurou.

He had told Aoki before, but he wanted to tell her for no reason.

This inexplicable thought was the result of his frequent dreams. The content of the previous dreams was not clear, and he only vaguely felt that it was an unpleasant dream.

Even woke up to a wet pillow once.

Speaking of which, who in this world really believes that people have previous lives, or reincarnation? People who really believe are not normal people.

[Mr. Purgatory, did I implicate my family? Why am I the only one who survived? ]

The girl, who was stained red by the blood of her relatives, was wearing lake-green clothes, with red dots splashed on her immature face.Leaning on the door frame with one hand, his expression was dull.

He only remembered this sentence, and even this sentence seemed to have been heard somewhere, not in a dream, but at a certain point in the past, but who was it——

[Xing Shoulang, I am so obedient, why does no one want to be with the future? ]

On a rainy day, it was definitely not a dream, but the real world.

The author has something to say:

Stories from previous lives.

So this world is just a neighbor at the moment.