Hong Kong and black wage earners

"As compensation, you send me to Butterfly House." Takigawa Qingxian withdrew his hand and put it back into his sleeve.

Yetou opened his eyes wide, pointed at the careless white-haired boy and complained, "Hey, you treat me as a means of transportation! It's agreed, one yard is one yard, and this time it will be charged separately."

Takigawa Qingxian glanced to one side, rubbed his fingers in his sleeves, this time he forgot to bring a five-yen coin with him to sleep.

"Do you consider paying later?"

"Reject!" Yato said that he has dignity as a god.

Takigawa Aozuru was very hurt, "What if I treat you to dinner?" Butteriya usually prepares food for the members of the Demon Slayer who are resting there, and it is no problem to let Yato, who is not easy to be noticed, mix in.

Yato touched his long-emptied stomach, losing all his dignity, "Shall we start now?"

The white-haired boy slowly grinned.

Butterfly House.

Takigawa Aozuru's rash appearance in the Butterfly House was not stopped. Although he did not formally join the Demon Slayer Squad, he was also recognized by Yoyashiki, the main producer of the Demon Slayer Squad, and was allowed to enter and exit the Butterfly House at any time.

So every time he enters this "dream", he will basically go to the butterfly house to grab some food, and most of the time he will end the "dream" in the butterfly house.

"Ah, isn't this Takigawa-kun who always comes here to eat and drink?"

When he entered the house, Butterfly Shinobi who heard the news came up to say hello with a gentle smile on his face.

Takigawa Qingxian greeted her with a smile, "Miss Butterfly is as refreshing as ever, but won't your face become stiff when you always smile like this?"

"You don't need to worry about it, it's enough for you to take care of yourself."

"That's right." Takigawa Qingxian smiled tiredly, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "Excuse me, do you have rice balls?"

Although Butterfly Shinobu was smiling, it always made people feel shuddering, but Takigawa Qingxian, who was targeted, didn't care about her attitude.

"Yes, but Takigawa-kun must be careful when eating."

"Huh? Ah - thank you for your concern?" Takigawa Qingxian's eyes fell on the woman in the butterfly feather weaving, and the corners of her lips curled up.

"Tsk." Butterfly Ren's face was stretched with blue veins, and his mask-like smile remained unchanged, "I mean, be careful not to eat poisonous rice balls."

"I heard you, you gave a 'tsk' sound in displeasure."

"That's not the point."

"Oh, I thank you."

"..." Butterfly Shinobu didn't reply immediately, but watched him deepen the curvature of his lips.

"Takigawa-kun and Tomioka-san are really two annoying extremes."

Takigawa Qingxian stepped forward and then retracted, scratching her hair in doubt, "Hate it? Do you have it?"

Butterfly held back a smile and said nothing.

"But I really like Miss Butterfly's straight-talking character." Takigawa Qingxian raised his hand in greeting, and went straight to the kitchen after speaking.

There were freshly made rice balls on the table, and Takigawa Qingxian grabbed one and started to eat it.

"Yato, you can come here."

Yato, who had been hiding by the side, flashed to the table, staring at the onigiri with shining eyes, while complaining about Takigawa Aozuru's behavior.

"Takikawa, so you've been eating and drinking all this time? You don't feel much better than me."

"The corresponding actions are rewarded accordingly, how can it be called rubbing." Takigawa Qingxian licked a grain of rice at the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and licked it in with his tongue, "And I don't want to, and I don't know when I will leave , I won’t know when I come back again.”

Yato swallowed a mouthful of rice, "Your situation is really weird, even I don't know what's going on."

"Well, for me, this place is more like a 'dream', and I wake up after leaving." If the target is Yato, he doesn't mind revealing a little more about himself to him.

"Dream? You call this a dream?!"

"if not?"

"So you are sleepwalking? That's not right, your body is normal, and it's not that your soul is out of your body... Well, I don't understand it at all!"

Takigawa Qingxian chewed the rice in his mouth, and spoke a little vaguely, "The era I really live in will be decades later, and there will be no 'ghosts' there—"

"And Yato is a man in a sports coat who doesn't have a fixed place."

"Gah!—" Yato petrified instantly.

"Well, it's useless to say these things. For now, occasionally dreaming has no effect on my reality."

Yato, who was so shocked that he couldn't speak, said that you might not be dreaming, but he had no basis, so he chose to remain silent.

After eating the rice balls, Yato just received the message that someone made a wish, and left in a flash.

After Takigawa Qingxian walked out of the kitchen, he met Butterfly Shinobu again, who seemed to be looking for him.

"Looks like Takigawa-kun is full, but you can't eat for free. There is something you can come in handy today."

"I was planning to go out and kill ghosts."

Butterfly smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Where are you going to find ghosts in broad daylight?"

Takigawa Qingxian stopped talking, and reluctantly followed behind her.

When they came to a ward, Butterfly pushed open the door and walked in, "How do you feel today?"

Kamado Tanjiro heard the sound and looked over. He had just undergone functional recovery training for a few days, and his body seemed to be hollowed out every time, but he didn't show it, "Well, I feel that I have recovered very well."

It's just that Zenitsu and Inosuke only persisted for a few days and stopped training, and now they are lying on the bed like two salted fish.

"Let Takigawa-kun assist you in training today." Butterfly Shinobi turned sideways and brought the white-haired boy behind him into everyone's sight, with a gentle smile, "Although he is not a member of the Demon Slayer Team, his sword skills are unanimously recognized , and you have to pay a little bit to come to Butterfly House.”

Takigawa Qingxian put his sleeves in his hands and raised his eyebrows, "Auxiliary training? Are these brats?"

"Please don't say that, Takigawa-kun, you are just a child who hasn't grown up."

"?" Tanjirou tilted his head watching the interaction between the two.

Butterfly Ninja raised his hand and patted Takikawa Qingxian's shoulder, "Tell me about yourself."

Takigawa Qingxian leaned on the door frame and blinked, and said in a rather casual tone, "Ah, my name is Takikawa Qingxian."

Tanjiro looked at this white-haired boy who was about the same age as his sister. His slightly longer hair was a little messy, and he looked fluffy, and his appearance was very delicate. Tolerant, he still responded with a smile, "Hi, I'm Tanjiro Kamado."

Then he silently glanced at Zenitsu and Inosuke who let him go, and reminded in a low voice: "Zanyi, Inosuke, you have to respond well."

Butterfly left without saying anything. Takigawa Qingxian noticed the two people in a decadent state, with a playful smile on his face, "Oh? It seems that they are two worthless wastes. Anyway, wastes can't train well. If there is progress, let them rot, come with me, Tanjiro."

"Ah——" Tanjiro wondered for a moment whether his ears had misheard, and subconsciously looked at Takigawa Aoken.

"What are you talking about!? Who are you calling trash!!" Zuhira Inosuke interrupted him, jumping up from under the blanket.

"Inosuke, don't be angry, Qingxian didn't mean that." Tanjiro hurriedly stepped forward to hold him back, dissuading him nicely.

And my wife Shanyi just stretched out her unrecovered arm tremblingly, pointing at Takigawa Qingxian with a crying expression, "Yeah, no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to others, I'm really a waste. "

"Shanyi, don't think so."

Takigawa Qingxian didn't have much motivation at first, but when he saw Zenitsu laughing happily, "Let's go, Tanjiro, after you have successfully trained, they will never be able to catch up with you."

Zuihei Inosuke yelled in a hoarse voice, with blue veins popping up on the pig's head, "Hey! It's 16 yuan! Who are you looking down on! I will definitely beat you to your teeth!!"

"Hmm - it's a pity, you can't do it now." Takigawa Qingxian carefully looked at the boy wearing a wild boar hood, and then showed a sneering expression.

"Ah!? You wait for me! I will beat you until you beg for mercy!!"

"Inosuke, don't be impulsive, let's go to training with Ao Xian, and Zen Yi."

Takigawa Qingxian looked at Tanjiro who couldn't help comforting Inosuke, his eyes widened, "Tanjiro is like their mother."

"Eh?"

"It's hard work to take care of two problem children. Do you have a sense of frustration?"

Tanjiro paused, and shook his hands helplessly, "It's not what Qingxian thought, I'm just a habit of being the eldest son, and Inosuke and Zenitsu are actually not that bad, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can definitely get over it." Those who have passed through this difficulty-"

"I trust them."

"Oh?" Takigawa Qingxian looked at him a few more times after hearing the words. He was indeed a gentle and strong boy, and he could see the light comparable to diamonds from those firm eyes. Although it was not dazzling enough, it was hot enough.

Hearing Tanjiro's trust in them, my wife Zenitsu blushed slightly, tears were about to fall in her moist eyes, her lips trembled slightly, "Tanjirou woo--"

"Hmph! I'm going to show you how powerful I am today!" Inosuke's hatred was completely filled, and Tanjiro made him light again, and he regained his sanity a little.

"Then let me see what brand of mud you guys are." Takigawa Qingxian waved his hand indifferently, turned and left first.

"Tanjiro, this man looks about our age, but his aura is so scary, he must be fighting with Zhuru." My wife Zenitsu moved down from the bed and carefully grabbed the corner of Tanjirou's clothes.

"Well, I feel it too, and Doctor Butterfly also directly admitted Qingxian's strength, so we have to work harder!"

"I must beat him down!"

When the three of them arrived at the training room, Takigawa Qingxian was already standing in the center with a cup of tea and blowing slowly. He didn't lift his eyes when he heard the movement, "They're all here, so save some time, you guys go together, I'll Find out."

10 minute later.

The three of Tanjiro sat on the ground panting.

The white-haired boy didn't spill a drop of the tea in his hand, he took a sip leisurely, and let out a mouthful of foul air, "It's too slow."

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Butterfly endured the poison, but he would not poison it. He was just upset at this impolite child.