[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

"What's the matter!" An anxious voice sounded, and the young man who jumped in slammed on the door frame, but the worried boy didn't have time to care so much, he just stood upright on the door frame, and then staggered and almost fell to the ground: " How is Yu?"

As soon as he returned to the headquarters, he was asked to go to the medical room with a complicated face, Muichiro's head went blank with a buzz, and then he subconsciously ran towards the medical room.

what happened!Didn't Yu also go to perform the mission? With Yu's strength, no ghost should be able to hurt him.

The more I thought about it, the more my mind became confused, and my heart became more and more uneasy, and when I saw the people surrounded by the medical room, my uneasiness reached its peak.

"What... What's going on?" Wuichiro asked with a dull face, the silence around him made his heart ache all of a sudden.

The atmosphere was very quiet, and the people around did not speak as if they had made an agreement.

"Hey, that guy Muichiro is back, what should we do?"

"Ah, so fast. Wait, don't tell him."

"Yeah, let's keep it a secret."

"Agree."

Muichiro looked around, the silent (guilty) look of the people around him made his heart feel cold.

"Brother..." Muichiro looked at Ichiro, and then slowly opened his eyes wide.

Ichiro, who was expressionless, was rarely serious, looking down at the things in his hands with lowered eyes (guilty).The black team uniform was folded and held in his arms, with the familiar knife on top.

There was a hole in his heart, Wuichiro realized what was going on, his face trembling in disbelief: "Cheat...people."

No one answered him, and everyone tacitly turned their faces away, not to meet those pale blue eyes.

Muichiro staggered back a few steps, with an unacceptable expression on his face, and then staggered towards Ichiro, hugging the familiar team uniform, tightly into his arms.

Muichiro trembled slightly with a painful expression on his face, then buried his face in the team uniform that was no longer warm, and a choked voice came over.

"Hey, is that enough? This kid is too psychologically sensitive."

"Ah, how should I put it, Wuichiro doesn't think about matters related to Yu."

"Tsk, why are you crying?" When everyone was discussing in low voices, the displeased Ichiro's face became darker and darker, and then he said very dissatisfied.

"I... I didn't cry!" Muichiro tried to retort with a crying voice, his voice muffled: "... Yu said... big men can't cry! I didn't cry!"

The other people had black lines on their faces when they heard the righteous words, and then a puff came over.

"Feel sorry……"

"Pfft, I'm sorry, laugh out loud. Hahaha." Wisteria Zhihuru waved his hand, and laughed first: "Okay, okay, stop bluffing your little fool, take it out, Ichiro."

Muichiro, who sensed something was wrong, raised his head in bewilderment, the tip of his nose was still red.

Ichiro rolled his eyes and was very dissatisfied, he clicked his tongue and carefully handed out the things in his arms.

A ball of black fur twirled around in Ichiro's hand, and after being handed to Muichiro's arms, he stretched lazily, looking at Muichiro with a blank face with dark eyes.

"……Eh?"

"You're stupid, take good care of it." Wisteria Zhihuru patted Muichiro on the shoulder and shook his head: "The meeting is over, the big guy is gone."

Everyone left one after another, only Yanzhu stayed behind and explained to Ichiro how to take care of the cat, while Wuichiro with a confused face hugged the cat in his arms and lost the ability to think.

"This is Yu?! No, it's a lie!" Muichiro, whose eyes were still red, was shocked, and then he punched down Ichiro, accepting the fact.

The black cat tilted its head, its black eyes looked at Muichiro: "Meow——"

The pink tongue lightly licked Muichiro's fingertips, and then the sleepy cat nestled back, burying its head in Muichiro's sleeve, blending into the black team uniform.

The vampire technique that turns people into cats... so amazing...

"Will that affect the body!"

"No, Miss Butterfly has checked it and said it will change back after a while."

Then, Muichiro, who was holding the cat, listened to Ichiro's rambling arrangement with a muddled mind, and didn't even know how he got back to his room.

The cat is nestled in a warm place, sleeping soundly, and you can hear a small purr if you listen carefully.

Put the team uniform with the cat in it carefully into the bed. Before that, Muichiro found countless postures and methods, how to put it so as not to startle the sleeping cat and make him more comfortable.

Fortunately, after a series of tossing, the cat didn't wake up, but turned over halfway.

After the end, Muichiro lying on the bed held his breath, looking at the slightly undulating hairball, still in deep doubt.

Is it really not a dream...

Tentatively, he stretched out his hand, and carefully landed on the furry head, and then Muichiro froze.

Taking a deep breath, as if he had made some important decision, Muichiro with a determined face stretched out his two hands, propped them on the bed, then leaned over carefully, and took a deep breath of fur——

Satisfied, the light blue eyes narrowed happily, and carefully rubbed against them.

Yu, who was disturbed by the "idiot", turned over unconsciously, then waved her furry paws in the air, and hugged the arm supporting her side.

Then, the frozen Muichiro embraced the cat with a happy face, and lay down on his side.

feeling of contentment—

"Meow——" a soft call brought Wuichiro back to his consciousness, and he seemed to see a furry pink claw pressing on his face, which was a little itchy and soft.

There was an itch on his wrist, and when he looked down, he saw a black head, the pink tongue was licking his wrist, and the tip of his nose was wet.

Seemingly aware that Muichiro had woken up, Yu, who was hugged in his arms, screamed and pushed with his paw.

"Hold, hold...Sorry, Yu." Muichiro hurriedly let go, and then looked at the dull cat with guilt: "It's okay..."

"Meow..." The black tail flicked in the air, and the furry paws patted Muichiro's hand.

"I don't know when it will change back." Muichiro rubbed the black cat's furry head with his hands, then buried his head in the softer abdomen with natural movements, and took a deep breath.

"Meow!" After all, the struggling Yu still couldn't escape the clutches of the devil, and the domineering "hooligan" tried his best to do it all over again.

Taking advantage of Muichiro's distraction, the exhausted Yu jumped away and fled into the gap between the cabinet and the table.

"Yu——I was wrong, come out—" Muichiro, lying on the floor, tried his best to communicate, and muttered in a low voice: "Is it really important to become a cat? My temper has changed like a cat."

Then, Muichiro, who was trying to stretch out his claws of evil, got a claw, and the black figure flashed by and disappeared immediately.Sitting at the same place holding the dried fish (he was tricked into coaxing people with the dried fish), Wuichiro looked aggrieved, and said thoughtfully: "What...why don't you like small fish, then where should I go to find mice. "

Then, Muichiro, who was holding a small dried fish and a mouse every day, called Yu everywhere, often rubbing his head into the cracks, making his face ashamed.Later, the small fish and mice evolved into caterpillars and sparrows (Kyutaro starred in friendship).The others hated that iron could not be made into steel, and when they thought about it, they probably lost their minds.

"But Yumaohua is becoming more and more like a cat." Wisteria Zhihuo said thoughtfully.

"Indeed, cats have more habits and more influence." Kanae received.

"Well, how long will it take to change back?"

"Probably, there is still some time."

"It seems that Muichiro is making a fuss."

Seeing the dejected Muichiro head-on, the kind-hearted Purgatory asked if he needed help: "Mmm! What's wrong!"

Muichiro with a disappointed face said with a heavy tone: "I haven't found Yu for a long time..."

"Hey, a new record has been broken." Wisteria Zhihuu looked surprised: "It took two hours last time."

"However, you will be hated if you follow people all the time." Wisteria Zhihuo said seriously: "Aren't you a pervert? Could it be that without Yu, you can't breathe and live?"

After thinking about it seriously, Muichiro nodded: "Yes, so did you see where Yu went?"

In the end, I asked Tanjiro, who has a very sensitive nose, for help.

"Hi! I'll find it! Trust my nose!"

In the end, the other people with shocked faces found that apart from Muichiro's body, the most smelly thing was Yu's team uniform.

"So you really carry it with you all the time? No way!"

Muichiro, with a look of reason, was very confused: "Otherwise."

"……horrible."

In the end, I found Yu, who was nestled into a small ball.As for where he found it, Yan Zhu said that he didn't know, and he didn't know why new cats would grow out of his cat group.

Seeing the sleepy and dazed Yu being taken over by Muichiro, Wisteria Zhihuo gave him a sympathetic look.

Yu concentrated on licking his furry paws, licking obsessively, halfway through licking, he suddenly realized that he was not a cat, and then stuck out his tongue with a tangled face, forcing himself to look away for the sake of dignity, but the furry paw pads So attractive.

Feather's scalp felt numb when he leaned over his head, and his light blue eyes looked serious: "Is it because I'm not used to licking?"

Suddenly there was an ominous feeling, but before jumping away, the claws stretched out "pinched" him——

"Meow!"

After examining it carefully, the solemn Muichiro frowned seriously, and then said with some embarrassment: "I haven't licked it either..."

Seeing that there was no possibility of escape, the struggling Yu looked desperate.

"Meow meow meow!"

The wet ears drooped from being licked, Yu shrugged her nose, gave up struggling, and her voice became weak.

Sticking out his tongue, Muichiro pulled the black hair off his tongue and realized something was wrong.

The exhausted cat looked listless, howling weakly, with its wet ears drooping, and looked very pitiful.

Looking at the cat that got into his clothes, Muichiro looked puzzled: "What's the matter? Yu..."

Then, the sound stuck.A snow-white hand with sharp nails protruded from his sleeve, fleshy...

Wuichiro - successfully harvested a meaty dumpling.

Lazily squinting his eyes, he glanced at the frozen Muichiro, then rubbed his head, and buried his head deeper.

"Ugh-"