[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

It has to be said that growing children change quickly.

In just two years, amazing changes have taken place.

The nine-year-old Xin Zhu has already matched the height of Aizawa Wuyu. If Aizawa Wuyu hadn't worked so hard to grow taller so slightly, he would not be as tall as Xin Zhu.

Xin Zhu is like this, not to mention Ichiro and Muichiro who seem to be on hormones.

But at the age of 12, they left Muyu Aizawa far away, and they never returned on the road to grow taller.

Looking at Brother Shitou who was already half a head taller than him, Aizawa Muha fell silent.

However, when Shi Tou was 12 years old, the two of them almost looked the same every day, their immature faces grew a bit, and the faces without the obvious baby fat matured a bit.But still very immature.

"I hate my brother the most!"

Muichiro's voice came through the wall, a rare angry tone.

"Bang."

The door was pulled shut with a bang, Aizawa Muha poked his head out curiously, and then saw Ichiro standing there with his lips pursed, brewing the wind and rain.

Those pale green eyes couldn't see the expression clearly, but he could feel that there was a very awkward feeling on him.

Maybe he said something wrong and offended his younger brother, but he felt that he was right.

Aizawa Muha sighed, and dragged Ichiro into his room before anyone else found out.

Aizawa Muha pulled Ichiro to sit down in the corridor outside, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

The relationship between Muichiro and Ichiro has always been good, and it's normal to quarrel occasionally, but it's Muichiro who suffers every time, and the occasional quarrel is the kind that reconciles in a short while.But listening to Wuichiro's tone today, it's not as simple as before.

Ichiro pursed his lips, looked outside, and said nothing.

It was already dark, and the sky outside could not be seen after dinner.In the distance, you can faintly see the shaking tree shadows, and you can hear the sound of swaying leaves.

Aizawa Muha sat in front of the porch with Ichiro, looking at his own reflection under the light.

"Wuichiro's nothing is useless nothing." The awkward but firm words came, the tone was so sure but with a different taste.

Aizawa Muha paused, and looked up at Ichiro.

If he didn't know the real situation, he might think that Ichiro was targeting Muichiro, but Aizawa Muha, who knew the inside story, knew that this was just an older brother's determination to protect his younger brother, but the method was a bit special.

In the past, Ichiro didn't confess until before his death, but Muichiro forgave his brother but forgot it because of too much stimulation.

Aizawa Muyu still remembers that Muichiro who has been trying to remember, but didn't remember until a coincidence later, is so sad, and has been obsessed with that answer.

Moreover, even if he remembered, Muichiro had already...

It's different now, Ichiro and Muichiro are his family, he won't let that happen again...

If the elder brother wants to protect the younger brother, he should say it directly!

Smiling helplessly, Aizawa Muha got up and walked towards the door.

When he walked to the door and looked back, Ichiro was sitting alone, his back was a little lonely.

For twins, they are the best and most intimate existence for each other.

"Knock down."

"Is Muichiro there?"

Standing at the door of Muichiro's room, Aizawa Muha knocked on the door, and then heard footsteps behind the door.

"Shh!"

Muichiro pushed open the door, and then Aizawa Muha saw Muichiro pouting and looking aggrieved.

Those pale blue eyes were rounded with anger, and the back of the sitting figure was also angry.

Aizawa Muha looked at Wuichiro who was angry and sat back after opening the door, smiled helplessly, walked in and closed the door, Aizawa Muha knelt and sat next to Muichiro.

Aizawa Muha tilted his head, looking straight at Muichiro.

"Muichiro?"

Muichiro ignored it, but his anger subsided a bit.

"Why are you angry?" Aizawa Muha raised his hand and touched the top of Muichiro's hair.

Muichiro took advantage of the situation and hugged Aizawa Muha, and buried himself in Aizawa Muha's arms.

"I... am I really useless..."

A muffled voice came, full of grievances.

"Are you sad because of your brother's denial?" Aizawa Muha hugged Muichiro with a smile, and ran down the black hair with mint green tails.

"No!" Muichiro rubbed hard against Aizawa Muha's arms, and then hugged Aizawa Muha's waist tightly: "Big brother is the most annoying thing!"

Even so, Aizawa Muha could still feel the lost expression.

It's sad to be rejected by important people, because I have been working hard to get the approval of important people.

After calming down, Muichiro sat up straight, then turned his head and scratched his face.

Although he tried his best to calm down, the reddish corners of his eyes were still exposed.

"What does Wuichiro think my brother thinks? Is it really what he said?"

"But my brother keeps saying that Muichiro's Wu is useless Wu... Is Muichiro really useless?" Muichiro looked up at Aizawa Muha, with hope in his eyes.

"Ah, what does Muichiro think?" Aizawa Muha didn't answer Muichiro's question, just looked at Muichiro with a smile.

Muichiro lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"It should be, it's not very useless..."

Aizawa Muha patted Muichiro's head and said to him.

"Muichiro should be more confident." Aizawa Muha showed a faint smile, and remembered a sentence: "Whether it is Ichiro or Muichiro, you are each other's priceless treasure."

Wuichiro opened his eyes wide. In his memory, there was a gentle woman who would caress the tops of their heads gently, and said softly: "You are each other's treasures, the best gift God has given me." '

Priceless treasure, as my mother said, they are irreplaceable existences of each other.

"In the days to come, Ichiro and Muichiro will walk together well—"

Muichiro covered his face and didn't start.

Aizawa Muha smiled, stood up softly, and closed the door carefully.

Back in his room, Ichiro was still sitting in the corridor, staring blankly into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

"Ichiro, I'm coming in."

It took a long time before the figure moved, stood up and walked into the room, then closed the door.

"Sit." Aizawa Muha patted the floor in front of him, motioning for Ichiro to sit down.

Ichiro hesitated for a moment, then knelt down in front of Aizawa Muha.

"Ichiro really thinks that Muichiro's nothing is useless nothing." Aizawa Muha looked directly into Ichiro's eyes and restrained his smile a little.

Seeing Aizawa Muha's rarely serious expression, especially those serious black eyes, Ichiro fell silent, and silently swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Aizawa Muha looked directly at Ichiro, neither of them spoke.

"Actually not, Muichiro is special and irreplaceable to Ichiro." Aizawa Muha said.

Ichiro pursed his lips and did not refuse.

"For Muichiro, Ichiro is also a very important existence. So Muichiro will want to get Ichiro's approval, after all, he is the older brother, the one who has been eager to chase."

"Could it be that Ichiro hates Muichiro?" Aizawa Muha blinked and said.

"No"

The answer is very quick.

"It's not annoying, it's..."

"I want to protect—" Aizawa Muha answered.

"But isn't it good to talk face to face?" Aizawa Muha tilted his head: "Wuichiro also hopes that my brother can share some with him."

"Sometimes, it's better to be clear." Don't wait until you're about to die, that's too much for the living.

Ichiro lowered his head, thinking seriously.

Aizawa Muha smiled and patted Ichiro's head.

"It's better to explain clearly with Muichiro." Then Aizawa Muha opened the door with a smile, and sent Ichiro away.

There is no overnight feud between brothers.

Muichiro heard the familiar sound of the door opening and approaching footsteps behind him, he hesitated for a long time and finally mustered up the courage to turn his head.

Before Muichiro could speak, Ichiro grabbed Muichiro's shoulder.

Then he hesitated for a long time under Muichiro's surprised and unclear eyes, and opened his mouth several times.

"Muichiro's nothing is not useless nothing... but infinite nothing."

It was difficult, but it was said.It turns out that wanting to do one thing is so simple.

"Hajiro?"

Masako's calling woke up Aizawa Wuha from his distraction, "Hey, here we come."

Aizawa Muha responded, and frowned again after Masako turned her head.

I don't know why, but recently my heart is always flustered and full of anxiety.Clutching the clothes on his chest with one hand, Aizawa Muha tried hard to calm down.

This feeling is really bad, an unknown feeling, flustered, uneasy, feeling that something will happen.

Aizawa Muha tried hard to elicit a smile, but failed.

"Ujiro, come back early." The old lady stood at the door and said, "Remember to come back before dinner."

"Well, my mother-in-law!" Aizawa Muha beckoned.

He went out on the pretext that he had something to do, but in fact he wanted to surprise everyone.

I accidentally discovered a fruit with a good taste, and everyone should like it.

Although it's far away, it's not a problem at his speed, and he should be able to go back before dinner.

Subconsciously touched the chest, empty.

Aizawa Muha frowned, only to remember that the wisteria fragrance bag he was carrying with him was left at home.

Because I accidentally spilled water in the morning, I took it out to dry when it got wet.

Seeing that he had walked a lot, Aizawa Muha gave up the idea of ​​going back to get it.

Although he felt a little uneasy when he turned around, Aizawa Muha, who was concerned, didn't care.

As the sky gradually darkened, Aizawa Muha frowned and looked at the setting sun.

Because he was not particularly familiar with the way here, Aizawa Muha, who was almost lost, took a long time to find it.

Although found, but the sky is also dark.

Wrapping the fruit in cloth, Aizawa Muha embarked on the return journey.

Anxiety filled my heart, and then it became more and more intense.

Looking at the darkening sky, Aizawa Muha, who was still some way away from home, quickened his pace.

"Has Yujiro not come back yet?" The mother-in-law asked worriedly, looking at the darkened sky.

"Hajiro has always been measured, mother doesn't have to worry." Masako comforted, although she said so, her brows were also frowned.

Masako looked out the door, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

Ichiro and Muichiro comforted Xin Zhu who was looking for his brother, but at the same time they were extremely worried.

This time they took Xin Zhu out, so they didn't know the reason why Aizawa Wuyu went out.

My heart is getting heavy, and I don't know why the feeling of uneasiness is getting worse.

It's not far from home, about ten minutes away.

Aizawa Muha stopped and took a deep breath.

Just about to go back on the road, a disgusted and disgusted breath approached quickly.

Aizawa Muha opened his eyes wide, looking at the creature that appeared in front of him.

A strong rotten smell filled the surroundings, and Aizawa Wuha, who had a keen sense of smell, could hardly breathe.

Gray-black hair, cloudy pupils, dirty clothes with black dried blood stains on them.

Veins stood out on his forehead, his mouth with fangs was drooling, and he yelled indistinctly: "Food, food—"

ghost!!!

The black pupils widened, and for a moment, Aizawa Muha became vigilant.

After the ghost approached, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly seemed frightened and said tremblingly, "My lord? It's my lord! Hurry up, run away..."

Aizawa Muha looked at the ghost who turned and ran away, and a voice in his mind shouted: "Catch it, don't let it run away!"

He knew what would happen if the ghost ran away.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi can see everything he wants to see through the eyes of each ghost, that is to say...

The cloth bag in his hand fell, and the fruit inside rolled out, but no one paid attention.

In an instant, the figure disappeared in place, followed by And.

Aizawa Muha was not thinking, to be precise, he had lost the ability to think.

Now he was cold all over, and the cold air seemed to come from his bones.

The body seems to be out of control, so the movements are all subconscious actions.

Go after it, go after it!

Can't, can't let go——

Five fingers formed into claws, unconsciously extending the nails, shining in the moonlight.The pupils were not focused, and he locked on the target in front of him blankly, and then slowly stretched out his hand...

"Hajiro—"

"Hajiro!"

With a call, torches were lit in the mountains.

"Please everyone!"

"Thank you everyone for coming to help." Qiuyuan village thanked.

"It's all right, let's find the baby quickly, it's not safe at night."

Villagers from one village gathered with torches, looking for those who hadn't returned home.

The villagers began to scatter around to search, and Qiuyuan Village also had a sad face.

"How is it?" Masako said worriedly.

Akimoto Village shook his head.

"Let's go, let's look for it too." The old man said with a frown.

"Hey, Yujiro usually has a sense of proportion!" The old woman sighed, her eyes were full of worry.

Ichiro and Muichiro also looked worried, and the two of them followed behind Masako and began to search.

Xin Zhu was hugged by Qiu Yuancun, with an expression on his face that was about to cry: "Brother... Brother, are you okay?"

"I'll find it," said Ichiro.

"Well, it'll be fine." Even though he said that, Muichiro was flustered and couldn't tell for sure.

"Hmm!" Xin Zhu sniffed hard, and cast his eyes on the dark mountains in the distance.