[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

He didn't listen to Yanzhu's report about Shangxiansan, and after getting consent from the people above, Aizawa Wuha took Xuemi back, under the complicated and unclear eyes of everyone.

Aizawa Muha raised his hand and looked at his hand in the sun.

"You can stand under the sun openly, Mi."

Xuemi nodded, thought for a while and passed the umbrella in his hand.

"It's nothing, let's put it with Xuemi first." Aizawa Muha smiled and shook his head, the wind blew his long black hair, revealing a smiling face underneath.

It didn't take long, and before the sun was about to set, the meeting was over.

The sun that was about to set hit the pale face with a dark warm halo.The slender eyelashes blocked the pair of heterochromatic pupils.

"I'm back, I've been waiting for you for a long time." This time, Aizawa Muha, who was sitting in the sun aboveboard, turned his head to the side, and smiled at the two identical faces coming from the other side of the corridor.

Muichiro walked over first and sat on the left side, and then Ichiro sat on the other side.

"Do you have any questions?" Aizawa Muha narrowed his eyes and leaned on Ichiro's shoulder.

The Shi Tou brothers didn't speak, and kept silent in line with their personalities.

"It's been a long time since we basked in the sun together." Aizawa Muha said as if he didn't see the somewhat complicated eyes.

"When this period of time passes, let's go and see Xin Zhu together. You probably haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Yeah." Ichiro responded, but Muichiro's reaction was to lie down directly, with his head resting on Aizawa Muha's lap.

Aizawa Muha didn't mind, just smiled and straightened her mint-colored long hair, and then spoke first.

"It's Xuemi, isn't it amazing? Xuemi is also very cute now, I didn't think of it at first."

It's an indirect acknowledgment of what they thought, although it was an answer they didn't really want.

Ichiro wanted to speak several times, but in the end he just choked out an um.

Muichiro simply turned over, embraced the waist behind him, and buried his face in his arms.

"Why do you still look like a child?" Aizawa Muha frowned, smiled and put his hands on the back of his furry head.

The cold hands can penetrate through the hair.Not the biting cold, but just the right temperature.

This is something they ignore, or subconsciously forget.In fact, as long as you seriously think about memories, there are many flaws.It's just that the feeling of finding it again makes them subconsciously ignore it, and he is a different existence.

"why……"

Muichiro buried his face and opened his mouth muffled.

"Why are you leaving?"

Aizawa Muyu lowered his brows slightly, took it back with his hand, and smiled a little bit: "Because... everyone is very important to me."

There is no clear explanation, but no one is asking anymore.

Under the setting sun, a figure with long black hair bent down and hugged the person on his body.The black hair hangs down like a barrier, separating the outside world.Then, a hand wearing a ginkgo-colored haori stretched out and hugged it.

Originally, they rushed back because of an unexpected situation, and the other pillars rushed back to their own jurisdictions before they had time to rest.But before rushing back, they all went to the emergency room to take a look at the person who was still in danger.

They didn't have time to watch his condition stabilize, and maybe they could only learn some news through the crow, maybe it was good news, maybe it was bad news.

Hastily glanced at the people lying on the bed, whose lives and deaths were unknown, Ichiro and Muichiro rushed to complete their tasks.

Aizawa Muha didn't go to send them off, but after telling him to be careful on the road, he went to take over Aoi's work, bandaging and changing the dressing for the wounded.

"Kanae go to rest, you can leave this to me first." Looking at the butterfly Kanae lying on the table in a light sleep, Aizawa Muha patted lightly.

"Well, did I fall asleep?" Butterfly Kanae stood up holding her hands.

"Well, Kanae hasn't had a good rest for a few days, go to sleep for a while. Shinobu has already gone to rest first, and it won't be able to support it if it goes on like this." Aizawa Muha suggested.

Butterfly Kanae rubbed her eyes, looked at the darkening sky outside, and nodded: "Well, then I'll take a nap first, and I'll be back later."

"I'm sorry, Yu." Kanae said with a tired face, smiling.

Aizawa Muha smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I won't feel tired anyway."

The strange-colored eyes fell on the person on the bed, and they faded slightly.

The sky darkened, and the Butterfly House became quiet.Except for the person in front of me, the other situation has stabilized, so it is rare for everyone who has been busy for a few days today to go to bed early.

Aizawa Muha sat on the chair next to the white bed, propped his head up and looked at the pale person on the bed.

The black hair was scattered on the snow-colored pillow, lining the pale face that was already white and transparent.There was no trace of blood on the lips, and the pair of purple eyes were also closed, suppressing the dazzling brilliance.

Breathing is weak, sometimes inaudible.For the past two days, the situation has been going up and down and cannot be stabilized, but tonight is the most critical night.

Aizawa Muha looked at the person on the bed, and subconsciously held his breath.His eyes gradually became empty.

What came to mind was a purple haori covered in blood, as if it had changed its original color.And broken tarnished blades.

"If you broke the sword, will you be chased and hacked by your swordsmith?" Although no one answered, Aizawa Wuyu still laughed.

"The last time Tanjiro broke his sword, he was chased and hacked for an hour. I don't know if your swordsmith will also chase him for an hour."

In the silent room, there was only one voice, and no one responded, which seemed ridiculous.

"There's nothing wrong with purgatory, you did it."

"Xuemi's problem has also been solved, and everything has calmed down temporarily. Oh, you don't seem to know Xuemi yet, I will introduce you when you wake up, she is a very good child."

"Actually..." The voice suddenly dropped, following the master's movement of bending down and hugging his knees.

"I've always thought——Zhihuo is a fool, right? Because I know something, I'm self-righteous. If there is something I want to protect and save, I forget about others. Why don't you know if you are being attacked by others? people value?"

"Such Zhihuo is really annoying!"

"I keep saying I'm stupid, but I'm not even more stupid."

On a face shrouded in shadow, the red eyes seemed to be shining faintly.

In the air, at some point, there was a faint fragrance, which had a soothing effect, calming down the already somewhat vain breathing.

"I'm stupid, so you have to wake up. Otherwise, I really don't know how stupid I will be, and you won't remember it anyway."

The silent room was completely silent, a black figure was sitting on a chair, hugging his knees weakly.

His wide-open eyes kept looking at the person on the bed, without turning away for a moment.

Looking at the strong and weak breathing at that time, the ups and downs of the chest, watching - the breathing became short of breath, the situation began to deteriorate, and then weakened, as if it was going to be completely silent.

I didn't call anyone else because they couldn't help either.Moreover, right now, they probably won't be able to wake up for the time being.

The figure on the chair stood up stiffly and walked to the bed, his eyes were blank, as if he didn't know what he was doing.

Kneeling on the bed with one knee, the whole person leaned forward, with black hair hanging down and scattered on the snow-colored quilt.

The breathing of the person on the bed came and went, and the interval was much longer.

The ghost kneeling on the bed watched blankly, then put one hand on the neck of the person below, raised the other, put it to his mouth, and slowly opened his mouth to bite.Blood oozed out, stained the pale lips, and then slid down the pale arms.

Because of the force, the sound of no one's flesh and blood can even be heard in the silent room.The blood gradually pooled, then flowed down the wrist and slid to the fingertips.

It gathered into a stream, then dripped, and then with a subconscious shake of the hand, it dripped on the side of the pale face.

"Huh, ha—" Like a drowning person, he clutched his chest weakly, letting the blood stain his clothes red.

The wound had healed, and strands of blood slithered down the bent arm and onto the knee.

The clean hand caressed the pale face, and slowly wiped away a drop of blood splashed on it.

"If that's the case, Zhihuru will hate you. You'll be hated—"

"Obviously I loathe this human body, ghost body, and even try to pull you down..."

"Isn't it bad and annoying... But, I really can't lose you——I really don't want to..."

"Isn't it, very selfish..."

With a slightly choked sound, a few drops of transparent water dripped down the drooping head.

"So, please...don't, don't fall asleep, okay! Don't..."

The trembling shoulders fell down, lying on the chest of the person below.

"Zhihuo is really too much...to be your own hero...don't care about anything else...really, too much....."

The sky is gradually getting brighter, as if it has gone through centuries.Lifting his eyes blurred by water, he looked at the lit sky outside, and then looked down at the person whose breathing had calmed down a little, showing a bitter smile.

He opened his mouth several times, but no words came out.

A few rays of sunlight came in, shining on the clear eyes washed with water, slightly dispelling the haze.