Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

This is where?

The girl's tightly closed eyes moved, and then opened those grape-colored eyes. She stared blankly at the towering trees above her head. The trees with lush branches and leaves covered the sky. She couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

The brain is still cloudy, there is a dull pain in the temple, and there seems to be a faint pain somewhere in the back.

back...

The girl suddenly remembered something, she sat up suddenly from the ground, the leaves under her body made a small and broken sound, but the girl didn't care so much, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to touch her back, the place near the heart, but Nothing was touched—no blood, no scars, and she wasn't even in the port of Yokohama, but in a forest.

"How is this going?"

Miura Haru stared blankly at her white hands, trying to recall the incident of being stabbed by that strange young man, but she had no clue at all.She didn't know who that young man was, why he tricked her into going to Yokohama, and why he wanted to kill her.

"Who the hell is he..."

Miura Haru frowned and muttered to herself, but she still had no clue, so she could only give up thinking about this problem and explore the current situation instead.She first looked at her whole body up and down, and unexpectedly found that it was the clothes she wore when she went to Yokohama: a fake two-piece contrasting color top and a light-colored denim skirt that reached above the knee, and she wore a blue and white dress on her legs. Stockings, retro platform sneakers on the feet.

"Oops!"

She put her hands in all the pockets she could find, but she didn't find a space-time compass, or a city return talisman, only a few pieces of yellow talisman paper used to cast ordinary spiritual spells, and even the mobile phone became a completely useless brick .

Haru Miura found the mobile phone with the wooden carving ball hanging on it, and turned on the screen. The background on the screen was various small animals in the Honmaru, and the signal box in the upper right corner was replaced by a "no signal" sign.

A cruel logo.

"It's over..."

Miura Haru suddenly felt the overwhelming despair, she sat back suddenly, looked at her mobile phone and the few pieces of talisman paper, she just felt like crying:

"What the hell is going on...why...why would someone want to kill me...uh...grandmother...tsuna-kun...he-san...everyone, hurry up Come and save Xiaochun..."

She bent her knees, hugged her knees with her arms, and buried her face on her knees, as if it was very safe. As she said these words, tears flowed down unconsciously, and more and more.

"Oh...Xiaochun...Xiaochun is so scared...Grandma...What should Xiaochun do?"

As she cried, she recalled her past life, only to realize that she had always been well protected by everyone around her, and she had never suffered anything bad at all. To her, a decline in academic performance and a lack of improvement in swordsmanship meant nothing to her. It is already a great suffering.She has a sword that dotes on her no matter how big or small, causing her to talk to Mikazuki whenever she has something on her mind; whenever she is in trouble, she hides behind Tsurumaru; If you are depressed, fight with Yamato Mori.

Even in school, she was taken care of by her friends like a doll, not to mention that Tsunayoshi Sawada has always cared for her like her own sister, and other guardians are very gentle to her, even at her age. Kyoko Sasakawa, who is close to her, would often touch her head and call her "our Xiaochun" affectionately, and then hold out a lot of desserts for her to choose gently.

"I'm actually...a useless person..."

The burgundy-haired girl was crying as she thought about it. She counted the contributions she had made to the shrine after she became a priestess, and sadly found that she had nothing to contribute except the blessings that might not be useful every week.

Neither did she take the responsibility of praying for rain like her grandmother did, nor did she raise the reputation of Asakusa Shrine to a higher level.

Ah... In the final analysis, she is just a useless witch who has no spiritual power and became the spokesperson of the shrine under the influence of her grandmother.

"So embarrassing..."

After complaining about himself being useless, Haru Miura sniffed, took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears on his face.

Probably because she accepted the fact that she was a good-for-nothing witch, Haru Miura calmed down. She stood up and planned to walk out of the forest.

Suddenly, she heard a voice coming from far and near in the woods behind her:

"Help! Help!"

Someone is calling for help? !

Miura Haru was taken aback, and immediately turned around, looking warily at the bushes behind him.

"Shh-"

A figure waved the branches on both sides and ran towards Miura Harun. When he met Miura Harun's eyes, the person was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted anxiously at her:

"Why are you standing there stupidly! Run! The ogre is about to come after you!"

"Huh? Cannibal...ghost?!"

The burgundy-haired girl's eyes were blindfolded when she heard this strange word, and then she suddenly realized that the boy in front of her was wearing a samurai uniform that she could only see in Dahe TV dramas, and was holding a gun in his hand. A samurai sword in the shape of a sword, and Haru Miura, who has been living with Ipponmaru Token, knew at a glance that the sword was extremely sharp and a sharp weapon for killing people.

"Why are you still in a daze! Hurry up and run!"

The boy suddenly pulled her forward and ran forward, Miura Haru staggered and ran passively, and asked:

"Why...why are we running?!"

That boy also has amazing lung capacity, and he can answer Miura Haru's questions while running:

"Are you too big?! If we don't run, we are waiting to be eaten by ghosts?! Even if this is the entry test for the ghost killing team, before killing ghosts, you still have to have self-knowledge and don't touch eggs with stones." ?! As long as you survive seven days, you can join the Ghost Killing Team. Today is the sixth day. As long as we see the sun tomorrow, we will pass the exam!"

"..."

Sorry... I can't understand a word you're saying.

Unconsciously.

Haru Miura closed her mouth wisely, not intending to reveal her origins, in this completely unfamiliar place, she had to find a way back by herself.She believed in her grandmother, and she also believed in the sword. They will definitely find her, and before that, she will definitely live a good life.

Ghost Slayer?

It sounded like an organization, and the ghost the boy was talking about sounded like an enemy of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

Then, can she also join the Ghost Killing Squad as a stronghold for herself, and then use this to find her way back?

While Miura Harun was thinking, she ran with the boy beside her at a constant speed, but she didn't notice that this boy ran much faster than ordinary people, as if he had been specially trained. However, at this time, Miura Haru Her speed was effortlessly the same as the boy beside her, and her breathing was even more steady than his.

"Wait, there seems to be a situation ahead!"

Suddenly, the boy took her hand, Miura Haru slammed on the brakes and almost fell, she squatted down with the boy, and asked in a low voice:

"what happened?"

The boy pushed aside the bushes blocking them, stared at the scene not far away, his eyes were terrified, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead:

"That ogre...was horrible."

"what?"

Haru Miura looked at the boy's frightened expression with some puzzlement, squeezed him away a little bit, pushed aside the bushes and looked forward, she was also taken aback by this glance:

Just less than 50 meters away from them, stood a gigantic monster with turquoise skin. It was wrapped around a dozen huge arms from the upper body to the top of the head. Only a pair of huge arms were exposed. Eyes of brass bells.And in front of the monster, stood an orange-haired boy, wearing a green and orange coat, and the knee pads under his feet were the same color. He seemed to be exhausted, holding the knife between his hands, panting continuously.

Looking at this scene, Haru Miura felt that her world view was completely impacted. How can I put it, even if she went to the world of souls to see Kirian, the visual impact brought by this monster was not as great.She could clearly see that the monster seemed to be playing with the boy as a prey.

"Hey, let's go and save him!"

She said to the boy beside her that she thought the boy would respond to her, but who knew that the boy shook his head like a rattle when he heard what she said:

"No no no no!"

The boy shook his head frantically:

"This ogre is terrible! We can't deal with it at all! There is only one day left, can't we protect ourselves? It is his bad luck to meet this terrible ogre, we can get rid of the one just now Ogre is also our fate!"

"You... what nonsense are you talking about?!"

Miura Haru's eyes widened, staring at the boy's knife, then at his face, neither up nor down:

"Although I don't know what the mission of the Ghost Killing Team is, what's the point of this kind of team entrance exam if you can't even save your own teammates? Such a team doesn't have any value worth joining."

"...It's...not that serious..."

The boy seemed frightened by Miura Haru's serious expression, he hesitated and whispered.

"Open your eyes and see clearly, he is dying! His knife is blunt!"

Miura Haru suddenly burst out of strength from nowhere, grabbed the boy's collar and looked into the gap, only to see the monster with hands walking towards the panting boy step by step, and grabbed him with his hand:

"Hahahahaha! Since you are going to die, let me tell you the reason why your brothers and sisters died for now! Because of your masks! I remember that man was wearing a fox mask like this, and all his students also wore it. Wearing a fox mask, so in the past few decades, if I see a person wearing a fox mask, I will kill one, and today is your death day!"

"..."

The orange-haired boy was held tightly by the monster's big hand, and he couldn't hold his knife anymore. His hand slowly let go, and the knife just fell down and fell to the ground.

"Master...true mushroom...righteous and brave..."

The boy softly confided the names of the people he was close to, feeling resentment welling up in his heart.

Is he going...to part with this world...I'm really not reconciled...He hasn't joined the Demon Slayer Squad yet, and he hasn't avenged his predecessors yet...

The air inhaled in the nasal cavity became thinner and thinner, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. He finally closed his eyes reluctantly.

In the chaos, he suddenly heard a voice:

"Red Cannon!"

Then there was a blaze of heat, the confinement around his body suddenly loosened, and he fell to the ground.

Someone supported him, and a female voice said eagerly in his ear:

"Hold on, don't close your eyes!"

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was a pair of beautiful eyes.

The color of those eyes is like the purple grapes he once planted that are covered with hedge trellises.

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"For any family in the garden, plum blossoms fall across the wall."

The flowers are numerous, the fragrance is dark, and the moon is bright and the shadows are sparse. '

——"Manyoshu"