[Ghost Slayer: Blade] Is it my fault for group wear?

253.

Shortly after coming back, the Zhuhe meeting was held again. This time the atmosphere felt completely different from last time. Even Fengzhu just snorted and said, aren’t you a ghost? Why did you come so slowly? Free up.The plot of the manga ends here, the main character is already seriously ill, Yan Zhu died, but this time everyone is there, even Hua Zhu (President) who should have died long ago is smiling and sitting beside me, it should be a tense memory, The atmosphere is as harmonious as a class reunion.

I handed the newly bought candies to Tokitomu Ichiro to eat, the kid quickly chewed and ate, and at some point took all the candies I brought with me and put them in his pocket.The president looked at us with relief and smiled, and by the way, he also gave candy to Butterfly Ninja beside her (Butterfly Ninja: Sister, don’t treat me like a child, really!) She took it awkwardly and put it in her arms.Brother, Yin Zhu and Feng Zhu chatted unexpectedly. Yan Zhu was crying silently in the corner (according to him, tears of joy), while Snake Zhu and Shui Zhu still watched the play in silence as usual.

The protagonist appeared to be in good health, and the symptoms were stabilized on his forehead.He watched us fight with a smile, cleared his throat, and then everyone sat down in tacit understanding.

... No, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the head teacher is holding a class reunion with the students.

254.

"Brindle...?"

"Yes, it's the scar in the shape of a flower on your forehead, Kyojuro. I think it's that." The lord nodded with a gentle smile, "During the Warring States Period, the swordsman who drove Oni Mai Tsuji to a desperate situation, I heard that everyone had scars. Spots similar to ghost patterns appeared. There is a saying that has been handed down, "If a swordsman with spots on his forehead appears, people around him will also have spots in response", but I don't quite understand the specific origin.Hope you can let me know. "

I murmured: "It's been three years since I said it, and I was injured when I was dying... well, but I also have relevant information. The temperature is above 39 degrees, and the heartbeat may exceed [-] degrees." Two hundred, and the whole body is hot, burning with anger—this is the information provided to me by the swordsman who evolved stripes on my side."

"That...can you still move? Life is at stake." Butterfly endured a look of surprise, "In that state, it should be close to death..."

"Well," I nodded, "so I think it should all be triggered in a state of near-death. The conditions are strict, and before that, it is better to exercise your physical fitness first. After all..."

The president picked up my words: "After all, I heard that all swordsmen with stripes will not live past the age of 25 without exception. Is that so?"

The lord nodded, and frowned slightly, which was rare.

"But there are exceptions, among the swordsmen in the past." The president quickly added, "There is one case... the swordsman who created the breath of the sun. He lived to the end of his life, so don't worry."

"Ah, if you exercise hard, you'll be fine, right?" The eldest brother answered vigorously, "Then, just don't die! It's fine!"

Feng Zhu sneered: "That's easy. Next, let's decide on everyone's future itinerary, my lord?"

The lord looked at us with a smile: "Then you can discuss it on your own, don't worry about me. The part I want to say is over."

So I turned my gaze to Fengzhu who raised the topic, but Shuizhu, who was always sitting opposite us, bowed to the lord, stood up straight, and turned his head to go out.

"Wait, Giyong-kun." I reached out to block his way, "Just now, Shimi-kun said that he would discuss the itinerary, which means that the meeting is not over yet..."

"...I am different from you," he replied coldly, pushing my hand away, "Besides, the result of your discussion has nothing to do with me."

255.

"Do you have the self-awareness of being a pillar?"

Before I could speak, Snake Zhu stretched out a finger and pointed at him: "I didn't attend the meeting, and I just said that it has nothing to do with you. Do you want to practice secretly or something?"

"Wait, wait a minute," Lian Zhu stood between them in a panic, "Don't quarrel, don't quarrel!"

The man with a cold face turned his face away, Butterfly held back the president's lapel, and muttered in a low voice: "It's because you don't explain clearly, that Yiyong-kun is hated by everyone."

"…………"

He suddenly stopped, and slowly lowered his gaze to look at Butterfly Shinobu.

coming! coming!

The boss and I looked at each other.

256.

"I'm not hated."

He said every word carefully.

257.

The lord let out a poof without changing his face.

"We are professionally trained and never laugh at critical moments unless we can't help it. I'm sorry hahahahahahaha..." I was very decisive and covered my face with quick thoughts, "I'm sorry that my character design collapsed but I changed at critical moments. You must not be able to understand Mandarin, but ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

I think this is the most big brother smile I've had in a long time.

The eldest brother didn't seem to understand, but he still laughed along with me heartily.The president and Die Nin covered their mouths and narrowed their eyes secretly, Lianzhu showed a embarrassed expression that he didn't know whether to laugh or take care of his emotions, but Shuizhu looked at us blankly, and then he didn't understand our smile at all. Repeated.

"I'm not hated."

Even Immortal Kawasami and Iguro Hanai, who always had a cold face, gave a snort respectively, and the room was filled with joy for a while.It wasn't until the lord cleared his throat to signal silence that everyone fell into peaceful silence again.

"Yiyong, sit down." The lord looked up at him, "I believe that everyone doesn't hate you. But you still have to attend the meeting to the end."

Shuizhu looked around us almost in confusion, nodded, and sat down again near behind me.

Beiming Yu Xingming, who had been quiet all this time, now coughed a few times.We turned our attention to him.

"My lord, I have a proposal."

258.

"Co-intensive training?"

"Well, something like that. Literally."

I answered him with my head propped up, and the pink-haired ghost dragged out a syllable beside me and let out a long syllable.Tonight we are squatting on the roof as usual, the president and Ms. Zhu Shi are busy preparing medicines and have no time to accompany us.Nezuko didn't know where to play anymore, but the vice president was still sleeping in the Butterfly House.So tonight it's just the two of us blowing the cold wind.

The guy yawned slowly, then straightened up.I wondered how he was sleepy so early today, but I also stood up and said goodbye to him.

"Don't go back to the Butterfly House with me, just go directly to Big Brother." He said lazily to me, "Anyway, you have to be in charge of training with him in the future, right? I don't have to come to you to play, I'm going to sleep like the vice president too."

"? Are you awake?"

He shook his head: "Anyway, you are also busy, and the president is also busy. I can sleep to accumulate strength. It's okay. I will wake up when I think about it, and I will come to you later."

"Um, oh..."

I stood there and waved to him.He waved to me on the roof not far away without looking back, then disappeared through the window.

"Although that's what I said, I always feel..."

I murmured softly to myself, and my voice was like soft petals, which were soon torn apart in the evening wind.

"In this case, it will be a little lonely."

259.

I still waited for the end of dinner at the same place before stepping on the roof and walking to my eldest brother's house.People in this area are very regular in their work and rest. After eating, they draw the curtains and turn off the lights to sleep. Occasionally, there are a few people who turn on the lights, and their voices are very quiet.I ran across their roofs as quietly as I could, and landed in front of the door with my billowing robes.

No taste.Well, it should be finished.

I pushed the door lightly and went in, but I bumped into Qianjurou who came out with a lantern. He was holding a wine jar, and I staggered.I quickly grabbed him and took the jar.

"Is it okay? This kind of jar is not..." I let go of my hand to let him stand still, "Wine jar...Father went out to drink again."

"No, no!" He seemed more nervous than me, "Well, big brother! Father, he hasn't drank alcohol since he met you. This time, I just saw the remaining wine jars when I was cleaning and wanted to return them. The owner of the store... Anyway, anyway! Well, my father is trying to quit drinking, because you..."

Ah, here we go again, here we go again.Hesitant to speak, like an expression about to be broken.

I patted his head and held his hand before he could cry.

"No problem, it's late now, shall I accompany you to the store and come back?" I pulled him out, and then closed the door of the mansion again, "Let's go. I understand what father means, it's okay."

"Hey, really?"

I smiled and nodded: "Of course. By the way, I may have to stay here for a while later, can you arrange a room for me?"

"No problem!" He promised vowingly, "Even if you don't have one, you can sleep in your original room, big brother! Anyway, the place is not small, and two quilts are no problem at all!"

"No, there's no need for that..."