[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

Just as the night was getting dark, a sudden person, No Ghost, interrupted Aizawa Wuha's plan.

Oni Wu Tsuji is here.

Originally, he wanted to compete with Yiwozuo, and passed away overnight in a daze, but the boss came just after dark, and he didn't seem to be the usual kind of just looking and leaving.

"I haven't been free for a while, and I clearly agreed to take Wuyu out to play." Oniwu Tsuji Mumi had a peaceful smile on his face, which looked extraordinarily false, but the cold red pupils made Aizawa Wuyu unable to look directly at him. .

true and false.

"So I'm here to fulfill my promise today. I'm free today. I just happened to take Wuyu to play and introduce someone by the way." Oni Wu Tsuji said in a mysterious manner.

No, I don't want to.It's better if you simply forget, and please don't shout so intimately, it will be misunderstood.

Aizawa Muha's heart was turbulent, and he took the things that Onimai Tsuji Muchan handed over without any flaws on the surface.

"I'll wait here, Wu Yu will come over after changing clothes." Kimai Tsujimu waved with a wry smile.

After seeing the contents of the bag clearly, the corner of Aizawa Muha's mouth twitched, almost unable to control his expression.

Inside the bag was a suit, a children's suit to be precise.White shirt, black trousers kind.

The most important thing is that this is suspenders, the kind that just reaches the thigh, the kind that exposes the calf and knees!

Eight or nine-year-old children look handsome and cute in clothes, but this only exists in Aizawa Muha's impression, and he has never been exposed to it since he was a child.

Not only suits, but also ties, socks and small leather shoes, everything is available.

Aizawa Muha hesitated for a long time holding the clothes in his hands, and finally put them on with a sigh.

The ghost was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

Unaccustomed to tugging at the corner of his clothes, Aizawa Muha frowned.

I have not been exposed to modern clothes for so long, and I am not used to it.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Aizawa Muha lost his ability to speak.

The face with some baby fat is serious, wearing a small suit revealing some fleshy white calves, small leather shoes, and white socks.

Covering his face helplessly, he shook his head to get rid of other thoughts in his mind, and then felt a ghost approaching behind him.

"It suits Muha very well." With a satisfied expression, Onimai Tsuji Muchan squatted down and took the bow tie from Aizawa Muha's hand and tied it for him, and then put on a thin red hair tie of the same color as the tie Tie Aizawa Muha's hair behind his head.

"Do you want to hold it?" Onimai Tsuji Mucan handed over his hand, with a slight curvature on his face.It's like playing with your own dolls and then admiring your own works.

Looking at the pale hands in front of him, and looking up and seeing those red eyes again, Aizawa Muha stretched out his hand to hold it.

Definitely not under threat!

For Tongmo and Yiwoza who were saluting, Onimai Tsujimu responded in a dismal manner, and then led Aizawa Muha into the door that appeared in front.

Before entering the door, Aizawa Wuyu saw Tong Mo's bright smile and his hands trying to put Yiwo's shoulders on his shoulders, um, I'm afraid they will fight again.

Following Boss Scraps, he appeared in a strange place the next moment, with a lot of human smells lingering in his nose, very complex.

The sound of hawking and talking could be faintly heard, looking at some dark places, Aizawa Muha guessed that they might be in a certain alley.

"There are a lot of people, so we need to lead them carefully." Kiwu Tsuji said with his head down, and then led Aizawa Muha out of the alley.

The sudden light made Aizawa Wuha close his eyes uncomfortably, but his body still moved forward under Wu Mi's leadership.

There are people all around, it should be a market.

Oni Wu Tsuji did not explain, but walked purposefully.Aizawa Muha didn't ask either, just followed.

"Introduce someone later. If you don't like it, you don't have to talk to him." Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou suddenly said, with a formulaic smile on his face.

But I have to say that with that face, no matter how fake a smile is, it can be easily concealed.

Aizawa Muha nodded, carefully avoiding the person in front.

"This is Wuyu sauce."

A strange female voice came, and Aizawa Muha looked over in search of it.

A woman in a dress and a hat was holding a three or four-year-old girl in her arms.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." Gui Wu Tsuji showed an apologetic smile, and then skillfully took the little girl in the woman's arms.

"Let's go." The little girl excitedly hugged Wu Mi's neck tightly, Wu Mi also had a pampering (fake) face: "I have grown up a lot recently."

"It looks like your husband." The woman bent down and touched Aizawa Muha's head.

Ah, what a loving, happy family... Fart!

Looking at Wu Mi, Aizawa Muyu's eyes became a little complicated.

As expected of boss crumbs!He admires this acting!

"Sorry, Wuyu doesn't like to get along with outsiders very much." Guiwu Tsuji Wuyu explained.

"It's okay, Wuyu-chan looks like a very good boy."

On the way, the woman left for a while because of personal issues, leaving Wu Yu alone.

Oni Wu Tsuji put down the little girl in his hands, and said kindly, "Be good with each other."

The little girl responded, then ran over patter and hesitated for a while, then grabbed Aizawa Muha's hand.

Looking at Mumai Tsuji with half-closed eyes, Aizawa Muha tried hard to control the corners of his mouth from twitching, hesitating for a while without pulling out his hand.

Warm, like a small stove.

Unlike his hands, cold and pale.

Thinking of the woman who was laughing and talking with Onimai Tsuji, Aizawa Muha suddenly felt sorry for her.

Being concealed, I don't even know the real appearance of the people around me.She is simply immersed in the present happiness, but she doesn't know when she will die, at the hands of her closest trusted person.

It's so sad...

Looking down at those pure red eyes, Aizawa Muha reached out and touched them.

"Is it your child?" Aizawa Muha said without raising his head while touching the little girl's head.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou didn't answer, just smiled.

Seeing Aizawa Muha's gaze, he answered irrelevantly and said, "Actually, we look more like relatives."

Aizawa Muha rolled his eyes silently, lowered his head and did not speak.

After the little girl's mother came back, several people left the place.

Onimai Tsuji Mucan held the little girl in one hand, and Aizawa Muha in the other.

Although Aizawa Muha's expression was very resistant, but under the gaze of those eyes, he compromised again.

On the surface, it looks like a happy family, but two of them are not human.

It's ridiculous, losing the qualifications and feelings of being a human being, and hiding in the crowd with a mask.

However, Gui Wu Tsuji's method is indeed superb, which is why it has never been discovered for thousands of years, and it is not even known what it looks like.

The little girl fell asleep in Onimai Tsuji's arms, and Aizawa Muha just got tired of pretending, so he acted as if he was tired.Anyway, for this age of appearance, it's normal.

After saying goodbye to the woman, Onimai Tsuji Muchan left with the excuse of sending Aizawa Muha back.

With the sound of strings coming from nowhere, the two came to the infinite city where Aizawa Muha had a relationship.

There was no chance last time, but this time Muha Aizawa had a closer look at the true face of Infinite City.

There is no end in sight, and there is a bottomless abyss beneath your feet.

It may be because of the whole night of acting, Onimai Tsuji Wuha put away his smile, and said to the sitting Naruto with a cold expression: "The Infinite City will be open to him in the future."

"If you don't want to stay in Tongmo in the future, then come to Infinite City, and tell Naruto where you need to go." Kiwu Tsuji said with his head down.

"Yeah." Aizawa Muha nodded in response.

Oni Wu Tsuji went away miserably, and only two ghosts, Aizawa Muha and Naruo, remained at the scene.

Looking at the black-haired female ghost, Aizawa Muha said coldly, "I want to go back to the Bliss School of the World."

Naruto, although she is not a winding ghost and has no force value, this blood ghost technique is really difficult to deal with.

"Zheng-"

As soon as he walked out the door, he felt something approaching quickly, and subconsciously avoided it, and then there was a "touch" sound not far behind him.

Looking at the dust flying up from the collapsed wall, Aizawa Muha did not speak, or lost his ability to speak.

"Has Yu come back yet?" Tong Mo said with a smile on his face, as if he was covered in tatters, and it wasn't him who folded his hands at a strange angle.

And even the hat was missing, revealing a piece of blood-stained oak-colored hair.

In addition to the smell of Tongmo and Yiwozuo, there was another smell in the air—the smell of human beings, the smell of fresh blood.

Looking at Tong Mo's mouth, which was still stained with blood, Aizawa Muha understood the reason, and looked at it expressionlessly.

Tong Mo licked the corner of his mouth indifferently, and his hand healed in an instant.

With a blank expression, he turned and walked towards the collapsed wall, and pulled out the Yiwozuo that hadn't fully recovered.

Then dragged Yiwozuo with one hand and brushed past Tong Mo, and said softly at the moment of brushing: "It's really ugly."

Tong Mo was stunned, and after realizing it, he could no longer see the two of them.

"Is there? It's obvious that women are very nutritious." The iridescent eyes narrowed, as if they couldn't understand what Aizawa Muha said.

After talking about Tong Mo, he spread it out on the ground, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Ah—I'm so envious of Your Excellency Yiwozuo. I can't move Youyu Fu~"

After all, he had to be serious to deal with that combat lunatic.

As soon as he turned the corner, Yiwozuo recovered, and then struggled to stand up.

Aizawa Muha let go of his hand and continued walking.

Yiwoza straightened his misplaced hand, and followed behind Aizawa Muha.

The first thing you do when you get back to your room is to change your clothes and wrap your hair around.

"Huh—" With a sigh, Aizawa Muha lay flat on the tatami.

Holding the quilt around for a few times, Aizawa Muha buried his head in the quilt.

"Well, I haven't touched wisteria flowers for a while, and I miss that smell..."

The words were whispered softly, as if they had never appeared before.

But it's impossible now, and under the eyes of boss crumbs, he has to act cautiously.

"Hey—" With a heavy sigh, Aizawa Muyu sat up abruptly.

"It's not daytime yet, it's not time to go to sleep." Muttering dissatisfiedly, Aizawa Muha opened the door and walked out.

The days repeated day by day, living aimlessly, made Aizawa Muha blur the time.

He can't remember how many days have passed, it seems to have been several months.

Ghosts have no concept of time, after all, they can live for a long time, long enough to forget everything.

The black eyes were confused for a moment, and then became clear again.

"Tsk..."