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

8.

After I cooked all the food, the crow almost came back, and he brought me back a small package. We thanked him softly, and gave him the remaining dough to eat.

Yiwozuo helped me put all the food into the box beside me.If it was in our original world, he would definitely eat a piece of each item secretly while I was not paying attention, and he even claimed that as long as one portion is missing, he would not be able to tell.It's a pity that here, we are all ghosts, we can only taste the taste but not swallow it, otherwise we can only vomit like I did last time until I almost vomited my stomach together.

I looked back at him, he understood what I meant, rolled his eyes at me, took out a blood vessel from his arms, and dried it.

I laughed at him: "Want plums to quench thirst?"

"Painting cakes to satisfy hunger."

9.

In order to prevent them from eating enough, I deliberately made a little more every time, and distributed it to each column in turn. The extra was placed on the central table, and anyone who wanted it could take it by himself.The pillars thanked me one after another. Most of them here have tasted my craft and ate happily.

I sat next to the lord, measured the hem that was too long for him with a ruler, and took out scissors and thread to mend it.

"Xing Shoulang is really ingenious." The lord looked at my movements in surprise. I haven't done needlework for a long time, and I was a little rusty at first, but then I gradually found the feeling and the movements became faster. "Have you learned it before?"

"Well, mine used to be..." Eldest brother cast his gaze here, I paused, and swallowed the word mother, "I met an elder when I was traveling, and I liked these things very much. But she has been sick and in The bed doesn't have much energy to do it myself, I made friends with her, and occasionally make some gadgets for her."

"Is that so...I'm sorry, Anjuro."

I hummed without changing my face, only to realize that something was wrong: "My lord, you...?"

"You look sad, Anjuro." His voice naturally sounded soothing, the young child looked at me kindly, and reached out to touch my head, "Let's talk about something else. "

"...You read it wrong."

I smiled.

"It's just a tightness in my chest. I'll take a few deep breaths and it'll be fine."

The lord also laughed. He put down his hand and concentrated on chewing the glutinous rice balls filled with sesame seeds in the bowl.I focused on the hem of the clothes in my hand, cut it to a suitable length, and then used scissors to cut off the excess thread.

The lord guessed a little wrong.

I think.

It was never her death that made me sad, but that she never liked what I sewed, and I didn't know it until she was gone.

10.

"Purgatory, do you still have glutinous rice balls?"

Mi Douzi came over with the bowl in her hand, there was still a little greasy stain on the side of her mouth.I smiled and took out a handkerchief to wipe it for him. The little boy squinted his eyes like a cat and rubbed against my hand, and even yawned a little.

"I want to eat glutinous rice balls. I haven't eaten for a long time." He rubbed his eyes. "I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a nap after eating a bowl of glutinous rice balls, okay?"

"Okay." I hurriedly finished the work I was doing, roughly pulled it up to see if the length was okay, then put away the needle and thread first, "I'll go to the kitchen to help you get a bowl, anyone else want?"

Lianzhu raised his hand first: "There are still cherry cakes, can you give me some more? I may not be full..."

Me: "There are quite a lot in the kitchen, don't worry, enough."

She held her face in her hands and let out a little ah, and two clusters of red clouds flew onto her fair cheeks. I saw how cute she was, so I couldn't help but reach out and pat her on the head lightly. And put it away.The eldest brother stood up and volunteered to help me carry the dishes. I nodded with him, put the dishes and chopsticks on the ground first, and squatted down in front of him.

"Hold your hands up." I folded the white robe and tied a knot for him so that he wouldn't trip over according to my memory when I became smaller. Well then, be careful."

"Ok, I know!"

He picked up most of the tableware on the floor, and ran to the kitchen, flicking his orange hair.I worriedly took the rest and followed up, lest he was not used to falling down. Fortunately, there was no uncoordination of hands and feet all the way to the kitchen.I took the plate from his hand, and he ran to get a chair and stood next to me, and packed the leftovers one by one.

"Are you still going out tonight?"

I froze for a moment, realizing he was asking me.

"Yeah, I'll go after you guys finish eating and resting." I smiled with him, "Don't worry, Yiwozuo and Miss Kanae will guard this place. I'm going to search around here, just in case It will be bad if there is a missing ghost who leaks the news."

He didn't smile at me like he used to, but just hummed, turned his eyes to the work in hand, and fell silent for a while.I was keenly aware that he seemed a little unhappy, but in the final analysis it might just be a child's physical dependence, so I reached out and touched his head.

"I'll wait until you fall asleep." I smiled with him, "I'll be back before you wake up."

So laugh it off, bro.

You still look good when you smile.

11.

The child looked up at me ignorantly.

The lights lit in the kitchen fell into his orange eyes like gilt, even though the cold wind started to blow outside, his eyes were still as warm as ever.It's just limited to the body of a young child, he doesn't look as tall and straight as usual, and he's a bit shorter than me.Maybe it was the late lights that softened his originally aggressive silhouette, maybe it was this well-behaved and young appearance that brought back memories I haven't dreamed of for a long time——

I looked through him in a trance, and looked at another child who looked similar to me.Our hair color and eyes are different, but we do have a weak blood relationship.But that child would definitely not look at me that way. After he grew up, even our eye contact was as short as if it would be burned, and the necessary conversation could be omitted directly.

"Purgatory."

Before my chaotic thoughts could catch up with reason, I blurted out.

"Do you think... I'm a good brother?"

After I said it, I knew I had made a slip of the tongue, and I was thinking of saying something to get over the topic, but the flame-like young boy suddenly jumped off the chair and hugged me. His strength was a little weak, and even tiptoes were not enough to wrap around me. waist.

"Of course."

I subconsciously reached out and hugged him back.His hands trembled for some reason, I thought he was stroking his back over and over again like Shunmao, wondering if I should add another coat to him.

"Of course, you must, must be the best brother!"

"...I'm relieved when you say that." I sighed in my heart, pulled him out, and took his hand again, "Everyone must be waiting impatiently, shall we go?"

He held my hand tightly and looked up at me again: "...Purgatory."

"I am here?"

"I... Occasionally, I would have nightmares at night, I would dream of you." He took a deep breath, looked at me fixedly, and repeated, "I dreamed of your... past."

The hand I held him tightened suddenly.

"It doesn't sound like a good experience." I stopped and looked down at him, frantically thinking about countermeasures, and my face darkened, "Tell me?"

He shook his head eagerly, avoided my gaze, and continued to pull me forward.For some reason, I feel that he is more eager than I am to overcome this darkness and go to the light ahead. As if, this period of time is regarded as cutting off the beginning, and we will tacitly stop mentioning it.

Is this...exposed or not?

I blinked dully.