[Death] phantom

She couldn't remember too much, she only remembered that the orphanage was on fire that day.

She crawled out of the ruins with all her strength, surrounded by the cries of children.

"House, Dean..."

She stood up, but found that there were no injuries on her body, but she couldn't think so much about that situation.She looked around for the figure of the dean.

She is not outgoing, and the director of the orphanage is the only person she can talk to.

She didn't like him, because he always profited from them, and all those donations were useless to them.But at least he cares about them.

Even if it's just in name.

But when he was found, there was only a corpse left.

She reached out to pull him in a panic, but found that it had penetrated. Only then did she realize the short chain on her chest.

She never believed in such things as souls, but at this moment, she knew that this was reality.

She's dead, that's the reality.

Desperately pulling the chain with his hands caused a pain in his chest, but it was still firmly tied there.The dean is dead, and she has no one to care about, so how can she break the lock of cause and effect.

That was the first time, she panicked.

She thought about whether the dean was the same as her, and the same.After the surviving children were all picked up by the police, she was still waiting in the orphanage, wind or rain.

The world is bleak and she is the only one left.

Every day was like this, and the night was as cold and dark as when he died.She embraced herself, and the cold wind poured in from her ankles and neck crazily.

Does the soul feel cold too?There was a bitterness in the corner of her mouth.

She squatted in the corner, buried her head deeply in her arms, and held her legs tightly with her hands.When no one is willing to cuddle with her to keep warm, hugging yourself is the only choice.

In one day, everything changed.

That handsome man with blue-gray hair in a black kimono was named Tayu.

"Hey, little sister, what's your name?"

She didn't speak, and buried her head deeper.

"Hey... raise your head?" The man seemed a little helpless, he knelt down and tapped her on the head.

"Did a fire break out here?" Seeing that the girl ignored him, he was not annoyed. He stood up and looked around. It has been a week since the fire, but no one has come to take care of the place, and it is still in ruins.

"...Hmm." She raised her head and said sullenly.

"It's an orphanage... Where's the dean?" The man scratched his head, looking very casual.

The girl froze for a moment, and immediately two lines of warm liquid dripped down her face.

"Hey?! Don't cry!!" The man obviously didn't expect the girl to cry like this, and he was stunned, "Ah, that's why I think the child is troublesome...Don't cry, okay?"

He touched his face in surprise, it was indeed tears.

But obviously, I don't like him, I don't like the person who claims to be the director of the orphanage, why is she crying when asked at this time.

"No, no, no uh..." She wanted to refute the man, but was choked up.

Even she didn't know why she was crying, the man's comfort only made her care more, and the tears welled up even more fiercely.At this time, I'm afraid changing the subject can comfort her more.

"Stop! Take a break! Stop talking." The man sighed and waved his hands, "Let's talk after you calm down."

"Um......"

I don't know how long it took before the girl stopped crying.

"What's your name?" the man asked.

"...I don't have a name." The dean, how could he think of naming them.

"Ah, is that so...sorry." The man scratched his head, apologizing, but raised the soul-killing knife, "Now, go and become a Buddha."

"...Is it hell?"

"Heaven, heaven, well... it doesn't count... a place called the world of corpses and souls." The man explained, but his words were vague.

"Can I meet the dean?"

"...The world of corpses and souls is huge." The man was silent for a while, and said.

"Then... can I still see you?" For some reason, there was hope in his voice.

The man froze for a moment, then chuckled.

"must."

The handle of the black soul-slaying knife fell on her forehead, and she turned into a hell butterfly, but her soul went to the "heaven" that the man said.

......

When I opened my eyes, it was a strange place.

Dilapidated houses, dusty streets, it should be a miserable place, but it seems harmonious because of the people coming and going in groups.

Maybe this would be a good place, she thought.

In one day, several people invited her to form a so-called "family", but she refused.

Because for her, home is long gone, and she doesn't like a substitute.

After wandering for a few days, I found a place to live, got acquainted with the people nearby, and got a general idea about the world of corpses and souls, the god of death, and them.

She only worries about one thing now, and that is... hungry.

"Does the little girl have spiritual power?" She asked others for help, but saw the surprised faces of others.It was only later that she realized that the soul does not need to eat.

But she felt hungry because of the overflow of excessive spiritual power.

"Go to death." Someone suggested.

She thought about it, then went towards Mao.But to her surprise, she saw someone there.

That gray-haired man.

He smiled gently at the students who came to sign up. He was completely different from the other gods of death beside him. His smile was as warm as the sun.

"Huh? You're not the one that day..." Seeing her, the man said in surprise.

"Tayu, who is this child?" asked the god of death beside him.

"Ah, my little girl buried in my soul." He replied with a smile, and then waved at the girl, "Look! I said we will meet again!"

The girl was stunned. It turned out that his name was Tayu.

"Are you here to examine the god of death?" Taiyu asked.

"...No." For some reason, she suddenly lost her mind, and she replied in a low voice.

"What should I call you? Go get a name, otherwise it's inconvenient to call you." The man didn't pay attention to her words, and said to himself, "I'll call you Yingji! It sounds nice and easy to remember!"

"Hey, easy to remember is the truth, right?" the god of death beside him teased him.

"......thanks."

To everyone's surprise, the girl thanked her with a crisp voice for such a random name.

She likes this feeling of being cared about, and also likes this casual name, and she likes the warm smile of the person named Taiyu even more.

"Ha...what did I say?" The man smiled awkwardly, "If you don't like it, you can change it..."

"No, my name is Yingji." The girl shook her head, and immediately stretched out her immature little hand, smiling when the man was in a daze, "Then... hello, my name is Yingji, please give me your advice. "

The man came back to his senses, met her smile, and stretched out a generous palm: "Hello, Yingji, I'm Tayu, please give me your advice."

......

"Miss Yingji? Miss Yingji?"

Aizen's voice called her attention.

"...Sorry, I lost my mind." She apologized in a gesture.

"Did I mention something bad? Ms. Yingji and Tayu Sixi..." There was worry in his voice, but there was no anxiety in his eyes.

"No, it's okay." She shook her head, "It's not something bad, on the contrary..."

That's great, isn't it?

The author has something to say: I suddenly found that the memory of the previous 25 chapters was OOC. .Who can make Yingji girl cry like that T^T, she actually wrote her daughter collapsed, so I want to cover my face (*/ω＼*) but I can't fix it.Never mind. .

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