Crimson Blade

On this side, Himura Ren and Yoshiyuki confessed to each other through a hair band, while on the other side, Immortal Kawa Minya wandered around the street facing the strange and frightened eyes of passers-by.

"Come and see, come and see!"

The shouts of vendors on both sides of the street intertwined and said goodbye, holding a bag of paper-wrapped snacks in his right hand, Immortal Kawa Minami, who was shopping alone, raised his chin slightly and looked around fiercely.

The placket was slightly opened, exposing a large chest full of scars, and the eyes of passers-by around him turned away instantly after just touching Immortal Kawasami, as if they were afraid that this very irritable-looking man would find him.

"Selling watermelon, sweet and crunchy, watermelon..."

The middle-aged man sitting on the small bench beside the street was yelling loudly at first, but when he met Shiya who was not deliberately staring, his yelling became smaller and smaller, and he began to stammer.

Why is this very scary looking man looking at me all the time?

The body shrank back a bit, watching Undead Chuan gradually approaching, some cold sweat broke out on the back of the middle-aged man, his expression was full of tension and fear.

He, he is here!

"Hey, how do you sell watermelons?"

A voice that sounded a bit irritable sounded, with his left hand on his hip, and the undead Kawa Minami staring at the watermelons with a serious expression on his face, his face was full of scars, but he was thinking of his younger brother in his mind.

If I remember correctly, Xuan Mi should like eating watermelon the most, right?

Because the family was attacked by a mother who turned into a demon, Minya, who has only one relative left, is very concerned about his younger brother, so after he joined the ghost killing team, he would rather have a broken relationship with his younger brother than his only relative who is always in danger like himself .

But now, since the King of Ghosts has been dealt with, the elder brother, Undead Kawa Miniya, has been thinking about how to repair the relationship between brothers, so after seeing watermelons while shopping, he wanted to buy some to please his younger brother.

"Uh, how many slices do you want?"

Such a vicious person, wouldn't this guy want to grab it directly?

Because the local land area is relatively small, watermelons are mostly imported from abroad. Under normal circumstances, customers buy by the number of slices every time they buy, so middle-aged men only say this when they are careful to please.

It doesn't seem to work to buy cut ones, so it will definitely be broken, right?

Thinking about it in my heart, I set my eyes on the boss. As a pillar, I don’t need money at all, and I have decided to buy a whole undead Kawasami raised his chin, and said to himself in a fierce-sounding voice:

"A few...doesn't seem to be enough?"

How many, how many slices are not enough?

This terrible tone, he, he doesn't mean to let me directly offer a watermelon, right?

Looking at the conspicuous scars on the strong man in front of him, and the unhealthy-looking white hedgehog head, coupled with Undead Chuan's unintentional but fierce tone, the middle-aged man's body trembled, and his eyes had already worn fear.

"how?"

Sensing the change in the middle-aged man's expression, Undead Kawamiya glanced at the shopkeeper with some doubts in his heart, and paid special attention to the middle-aged man who seemed to be in a somewhat wrong condition.

However, maybe Immortal Kawasami felt that he was caring about the other party, but the slightly rough and violent tone made the vendor feel that the other party was threatening him.

It's over, won't this fierce guy think that I'm too ignorant to do something to me?

The body trembled even more violently, and the middle-aged man whose brain circuit had gone to nowhere seemed to be about to cry.

I saw him lift up a watermelon with trembling hands and hand it over respectfully, at the same time, he said with some fear:

"Big, my lord, if you think a few slices are not enough, then one should be enough for me, right?"

ha?What the hell?

Undead Kawa Minami, who didn't feel that he looked particularly similar to a gangster at all, twitched his mouth, completely confused about what the other party was doing, frowned slightly and patted the middle-aged man's shoulder, subconsciously asking why.

"How can you threaten uncle!"

However, before Undead Chuan could ask, a little ghost wearing a swordsman's uniform yelled not far away, and then interpreted Undead Chuan's slap on the shoulder as an attack on a middle-aged man, and immediately pulled out his wooden knife and slammed it aggressively. cut to.

"Hey, brat, figure out the situation!"

The wooden knife slashed towards his left hand with gusts of wind. Although this slash did not pose any threat to Undead Kawa Minami, he still instinctively wanted to take the opponent's weapon after experiencing bloody battles.

The broad palm gripped the little ghost's wrist with just the right strength, and the child who felt the pain instinctively let go of the wooden knife.

And just when Immortal Kawasaki wanted to take away the wooden knife with his left hand, the child in the kendo uniform showed a trace of determination on his face and endured the pain. He flipped his hand and grabbed the left hand that Undead Chuan wanted to take back, and at the same time shouted:

"Don't underestimate me, Myokami Yahiko, uncle!"

Myojin Yahiko obviously also has a good foundation. Relying on his relatively light body as a child, he borrowed the strength of Undead River's arm to rise into the air, and kicked Miniya's shoulder with his calf.

"Who is uncle!"

Misunderstood that he wanted to beat someone, and his age was doubled by others, his face was completely black. The right hand holding the snack blocked the calf kicked out by the kid, and then held the opponent's ankle and carried it upside down. Myojin Yahiko.

"Of course it's you, the stinky uncle who threatened others to offer watermelons!"

Myokami Yahiko, who always felt that he was super brave and righteous, opened his mouth and shouted.

"Huh? When did I threaten others to offer watermelons?"

Taking a deep breath and trying to suppress his irritable temper, he pushed his hair back with his left hand, Immortal Kawasami exhaled a deep breath of foul air, intending to convince others, but before he could explain, a bamboo pole broke his words.

"Bastard, put Yahiko down!"

Undead Kawa Minami squatted, and the thick and long bamboo pole passed over his head with a whistling sound, and then a man with a bird's nest head in a white jacket with evil characters written on the back roared and rushed up.

What the hell is this? Why are all the people angry at me for what I did?

Throwing out the little ghost he was carrying, his right hand held the handle of the knife wrapped in cloth strips, completely ignited, the impatient Immortal Kawa Minami pulled out the long knife, and then cut it off in an instant and swung it towards himself. of bamboo poles.

No matter what, the big deal is to enter the bureau, I won't serve you anymore!

Snacks were also scattered on the ground, and Immortal Kawa Minami, whose whole body exploded, glared violently at the inexplicable chicken-nest-headed man in front of him, then swung his long knife and snorted coldly.

"This guy actually carries a real knife with him!"

Sagara Sanosuke, who originally only wanted to save his little devil, felt a shudder in his heart, and was even more sure that the other party must not be a good person. At the same time, he regretted not bringing his machete over.

But fortunately, there was no machete and there was a watermelon knife on the watermelon shop next to it. Looking at the fierce Immortal Kawa Minya who was holding the knife, Sagara Saanosuke quickly grasped the watermelon knife and then glared at Immortal Kawa.

Hmph, so what if you have a long knife, I have a watermelon knife!

Immortal Kawasami, who was just trying to scare people, was almost choked to death when he saw this scene, he couldn't get angry all of a sudden, his whole face turned black completely, and he wanted to rush up to meet Xiangle in an instant because of his bad temper. Zuo Zhizhu fights three hundred.

No, you have to calm down...

Taking a few deep breaths, looking at Sagara Sanosuke who rushed up, Immortal Kawa Minami burst out a tic-tac on his forehead and felt that he couldn't bear the irritability in his heart.

I wanted to buy a watermelon at first, so could it be that my face and tone are so easily misunderstood?

Why do these guys think of me as a robbery gangster? !

Although he was complaining violently in his heart, Miniya Kawa, who always remembered that he was a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, didn't intend to really fight, but just wanted to block the watermelon knife that was slashing at him first.

"Zuo Zhizhu, wait a moment, I seem to have misunderstood that uncle!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight on the street, Myojin Yahiko, who was thrown out, shouted like a trumpet with both hands, and he also realized his mistake after talking with Immortal Kawa Miniya just now.

But at this moment, the two who had swung their knives out couldn't hear Myokami Yahiko's call at all. At that moment, a crimson figure rushed into the battlefield, and the reverse blade and scabbard were pulled out in an instant to block both sides. s attack.

Flying Swordsmanship·Double Dragon Flash

Both the long knife and the scabbard made a whistling sound that was very similar to Dragon Yin, and the crimson low ponytail that was bundled up raised, and the man with the cross scar on the left cheek and the right one inserted between the two at a fast speed and stopped it with swordsmanship. The two sides fought.

This guy... looks similar to Fei Cunren!

Looking at the right cheek of the man in front of him, Immortal Kawasami almost regarded this guy as Himura Ren at that moment, but the force of the blades touching told him the difference between the guy in front of him and Himura Ren.

"Zuo Zhisuke, you and this gentleman calm down first, there may be a misunderstanding in this."

A gentle voice that sounded like a good old man sounded, Himura Kenshin smiled apologetically at Undead Kawa Minami, his eyes were smiling like crescent moons, and his face was full of sincerity.

This feeling... is completely different from that guy!

How should I put it, with a face similar to that of Himura Ren, and then speaking in a good-natured voice, there is an inexplicably strange feeling.

Staring fixedly at Himura Kenshin's face, Undead Kawa Miniya's expression became very strange. At this time, he very much suspected that the man in front of him might be related to Himura Ken by blood.

Looking at that similar face, and looking at the familiar swordsmanship just now, I don't even believe that it's not a relative.

Stared at by Undead Kawa Miniya, who looked very ferocious on the surface, as the swordsman who killed hundreds of people, Himura Kenshin blinked innocently at first, and then touched his face full of confusion.

Ah, is there something on my face, why is he staring at me like this?