Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

Tong Mo didn't come back until eleven o'clock in the evening. He stepped into the gate under the moonlight, and saw Miura Haru sitting on the steps of the main hall gate at a glance. The girl was leaning on the pillar with a bored expression on her face. Holding a bouquet in his hand like a tired kitten.

Shangxian Er was stunned for a moment, a clear warm feeling came from the left heart door, and an indescribable numbness rushed to his brain from the dantian, making him unable to move, and it took him a long time to slowly approach the figure, approaching She said softly:

"Are you waiting for me?"

Miura Harun heard the voice, raised her head, saw a familiar face, she subconsciously said:

"It's great that you're finally back. I thought something happened to you."

She stood up, threw away the flower ball in her hand, and walked down the steps in a few steps. First, she looked around Tong Mo up, down, left, and right to make sure that he had no obvious wounds. Then she felt relieved, frowned and asked:

"Did something happen to you? Why did you have such a long meeting?"

Tong Mo has stood still since Miura Haru was circling around him just now, and has been looking at her with gentle eyes. Now that he heard her concerned words, he suddenly felt that the hostility accumulated in his heart before entering the door dissipated a lot.

His eyes flashed, and he replied with a smile:

"Nothing happened."

No, he almost died in Huangquan tonight, and was killed by Wu Mian in anger.The furious ghost king was angry and broke the winding strings again. There was no news of the blue Bianhua that he had been looking for, so he used blood ghost technique in his temper to tear all the winding strings to pieces.Tong Mo didn't have much friendship with the other Shang Xian, and he almost couldn't reassemble himself, and almost died on the spot.However, just when his mind was about to blur, he felt a special kind of warmth enveloping him, which accelerated the regeneration of his limbs, allowing him to put his head back on his neck at the last moment when his vitality disappeared, and successfully recovered.

He vaguely guessed what was going on, but facing the furious ghost king, he didn't intend to say anything, and even sealed half of his consciousness so that the ghost king couldn't read half of his thoughts.The move was risky, but he didn't care.Mr. Wu Mi's temper has become more and more popular recently. In fact, other Shangxians have more or less negative states. Although they are very careful in hiding, Tong Mo has seen countless people and has excellent observation skills, so he can immediately see Shangxian. Hei Si Mou was already a little annoyed, the ghost king's mood was uncertain.

This is even better, Tong Mo started quietly thinking about how to drive a wedge between Hei Si Mou and Wu Mi before he left Infinite City.Being killed by subordinates whom he trusted but feared, this method of ascending to heaven, no, going to hell is especially suitable for Mr. Wu Mi.

Take it easy.

Thinking back to the present moment, Tong Mo raised the corners of his mouth. Faced with Miura Haru's question, he subconsciously covered up the truth of the meeting. However, to his surprise, Miura Harun said with a proud expression after hearing his answer:

"You lied to me, you're a badass."

The witch showed a smile, and while signaling Tong Mo to enter the room, she explained:

"Don't forget that because of the relationship between words and spirits, our spiritual consciousness is bound, and even part of our spiritual power is shared. After nine o'clock, part of my spiritual power was lost, and it must have flowed to you. So you must Did you encounter something difficult to solve? Let’s hear it? What did the bandit who took over the house do to you?”

There was a hint of cunning in Grape Seed's eyes, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her whole smile was full of complacency, but it didn't make people feel unhappy, but she was very cute.

"what......"

Shangxian Er sighed softly, admiring Miura Haru's sensitivity, closed the golden fan in his hand, and then generously admitted:

"That person was furious because Shangxian was killed, and he dismembered all Shangxian present. If it weren't for Xiaochun's spiritual power to accelerate my recovery speed, I would almost not be able to recover and go straight to hell, Xiaochun, I'm so sorry."

Shang Xian, who has a shocking appearance, suddenly has a selfish intention. He lowers his head and lowers his eyebrows, his eyelashes gently half-covering his colorful eyes.

He is blocking a possibility, the possibility of whether the person in front of him pity him, if... If she shows pity for himself, then he will...

Hearing his words, Miura Haru felt a desire to protect when she saw his aggrieved expression. She patted her chest and said:

"Don't be sad, I will stand up for you. When we kill that coward's stronghold, I will cut off his head and give you a kick."

"..."

Tong Mo was full of joy when he heard the first half of the sentence at first, but when he finished listening to the second half of the sentence, after hearing Miura Harun say that Wu Mi's head would be used as a ball for kicking, he fantasized about the scene and suddenly hit Shivered.

The picture is so beautiful, it's better to forget it, but...his heart burst into joy in an instant.Looking at the girl in front of her wearing the dress he prepared for her, she felt that she looked good and charming in every way.

"By the way, Luo Ye made us supper, shall we eat together?"

Miura Haru and Tong Mo walked to the inner courtyard, stood at the fork and asked, but her footsteps were obviously facing the direction of the restaurant.Seeing this, Tong Mo naturally nodded and followed.

Because she didn't know when Tong Mo would come back, and she was worried that the food would be unpalatable if it was cold, the soba noodles that Wakaba made directly did not need to be heated, just pour the soup on the cooked noodles and eat it.

"Add more soy sauce."

Standing beside Mipuchun, Tong Mo watched her pouring soup on both bowls of noodles, and reminded him aloud——his sense of taste is not sharp, and it takes more than five times the amount to taste the food.

"Ah good."

Miura Haru took the soy sauce bottle and poured it into Tongmo's bowl free of charge. Seeing that the original brown soup turned black, she suddenly felt sour at the corners of her mouth, and brought the noodles to the table with a "hiss".

Probably because this is supper, and the word supper has a kind of sneaky feeling in it, Miura Harun feels that his appetite is better than that at dinner.In the middle of the meal, he watched Tong Mo eating gracefully, and suddenly remembered his own doubts. She put down the chopsticks, and under Tong Mo's curious gaze, the corners of her mouth moved, and she still asked:

"How did you resist the ghost's instinct?"

She said it very tactfully, but Tong Mo immediately understood what she was asking, she was asking how he resisted eating people.Shang Xian Er thought for a while, and gracefully wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, before saying:

"I heard that the ghost killing team had a new member last year, a young charcoal seller who always carried a box behind his back, and his sister also turned into a ghost, but he didn't hurt anyone. He hid in the box every day and was caught by him My older brother carried it on his back. So...it’s nothing special if I don’t eat people, right?”

"This is different!"

Haru Miura blinked, and unconsciously poked the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks:

"Tanjiro's younger sister hasn't hurt anyone since she became an oni, unlike you. After all, you... hey, forget it, I shouldn't mention this."

Miura Harun wants to say that Tong Mo has eaten many people in the past hundred years, but he feels that it is meaningless to say it, it is an established fact, but now that this ghost has stopped eating people, there is no need for her to hold on to those problems .

"Is Xiaochun caring about me?"

Tong Mo looked at the girl with a smile on her face, and the smile in her colorful eyes deepened:

"Because I was worried that what I said would make me sad, so Xiaochun thoughtfully stopped talking, my wild rose, why are you so gentle?"

"I'm not worried about you!"

Miura Haru retorted, ignoring the slight heat on his face, and found that Tong Mo was still looking at her, feeling a little annoyed for a moment:

"Tell me quickly, what's going on here?"

Tong Mo shook his head, teasing her:

"What good will it do me to tell you?"

The same sentence, placed in this scene, has a little teasing meaning, Miura Haru was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he snorted:

"It's no good, you don't have to say it."

Always making fun of her, but just now she felt that Tong Mo had been wronged at Wuyan and wanted to help him get his place back.

It really is a ghost with no conscience.

Tong Mo saw that Miura Haru was really going to be irritated, so he just let it go, resumed his serious posture, and said to her:

"Once upon a time, there was a ghost with great medical skills by her side, who could be called his right arm, but later she broke away from his control, not only broke free from his restraint, but also developed all kinds of ghosts. Drugs to suppress ghosts."

"she?"

"Well, her name is Zhu Shi, and she is now recruited by the Ghost Killing Team to assist the Ghost Killing Team in researching drugs to suppress and kill that person. She has developed a drug that suppresses the instinct of ghosts, and regular injections can suppress the instinct. "

"So it's Mrs. Zhu Shi?"

Miura Haru suddenly realized:

"I heard Chana Hui mention such a name before. It turned out to be the medicine provided by this lady. No wonder it can suppress your nature."

The question was answered, and Miura Chun continued to eat her supper contentedly, and stopped chasing Tong Mo to ask questions.

Seeing Miura Haru being so coaxing, Tong Mo felt a little funny.

Obviously she is a swordsman with huge spiritual power and rapid growth, but at the same time she is very cute like a little girl. It always makes people feel that as long as you give her a handful of candy, she will relax her whole body and mind, like a cat Just as flattering.

He knew very well what he thought about this cat that was prone to hair-frizzing, and he also made up his mind that he must personally put on this cat a collar made of the most beautiful gemstones.It's just that before that, he must roll up his increasingly annoying boss' sleeves.

So don't take it lightly, let's make a big move.

Shangxian Er squinted his eyes, but the smile on his mouth did not change.

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'Cherry blossoms under the Yuting Pavilion, and I feel spring with every step. '

——Yuan Haowen