non-human secret history

Ghost Squad!

When I heard this name, I almost literally cried out.

——It's reasonable, as a five-good literary ghost who keeps his own place, is there any reason for being targeted by a group of humans like this!

Of course, as a ghost historian, I have heard a little about the legend of the ghost killing team.But for us ghosts, the rumors of the ghost killing team are just rumors after all-at least before we really got in touch with the ogre gang of Oniwu Tsuji Muchan, we all felt that things like the ghost killing team were nonsense.

However, after knowing the existence of Wu Mi, the existence of the ghost killing team naturally became logical, and I, as the ghost historian who has the most frequent contact with human beings, was very honored to be the first to contact the ghost killing team The serious ghost clan.

Commonly known as experimental mice.

And the result of the experiment was that the ghost killing team, who had never been in contact with serious ghosts, obviously couldn't distinguish between us and the gangsters, so they naturally listed me as the target of killing.

It can be said that I am very wronged.

However, the grievance is the grievance, the girl in front of me obviously didn't intend to give me a chance to defend, so I can only bite the bullet and finish this battle first-at least let the other party give up the idea of ​​​​doing it first.

Although, as a literary department, I was very reluctant to let me do it, not to mention that I am a low-level ghost clan. Thinking of humans, it should still be so strong.

Thinking of this, I also began to switch from defense to offense.

I rushed in the direction of the girl, holding the handle of the sword with one hand, and put on a posture of Iai—but this attack was just a feint. Seeing that the distance was getting closer, I let go of the sword in an instant, and turned my hand from my arms. I took out a short-winged handle.

The air that was originally a bit cold due to the moonlight suddenly became hot.The scarlet blade rolled with heat waves, and the moment it was unsheathed, it seemed that it wanted to turn everything around it into ashes.

Fire, this is the attribute of my strength.

According to the records in the Encyclopedia of Ghost Race, the power of ghosts will also have corresponding attributes. Basically, these should be determined by blood.

But there are always exceptions.

For example, my mother's strength is wood.And the father has the rare pure water attribute.According to the proper genetic law, my attribute should follow one of the two of them, and at most it can only be derived from an earth attribute similar to the two.

But perhaps it was because I was spoiled too much since I was a child that I developed this short-tempered temperament. To everyone's surprise, when I pulled out my saber for the first time, a spark burst out from the saber.

This is obviously an irregular mutation.

Probably also due to the mutation, my strength is horribly weak.

However, this will not affect the current situation, because the opponent is only a human after all.

I still want to settle the fight quickly before things get more troublesome.

The halo condensed by the blade quickly locked the direction of the opponent's attack. Against the background of the fire, the butterfly, which was originally at ease, finally couldn't be so leisurely anymore, and ran amok in the smoke in panic.

The girl in front of her froze for a moment, but immediately turned around with lighter movements, and landed on a branch not far away.

Seeing her stop, I will naturally not attack again.Stopping the moves, I looked up at her.

"Among the ghosts I've seen so far, your attack is the most gentle, as if you don't want to hurt me." The girl An Ran said, but her eyes were still as silent as stagnant water.

"I had no reason to hurt you." I put the knife back into its sheath.

"It sounds more like a joke. As a ghost, you say that." She looked at me fixedly, her tone still did not fluctuate, but there was a hint of provocation in what she said.

As a ghost killer, she obviously hates ghosts more than ordinary humans. Although I want to explain to her, before I understand her nature, I can't rashly let the ghosts hide for thousands of years. Talk to her.

Compared with this, it is the right way to inquire about the news.

So I responded somewhat perfunctorily: "Then take it as a joke."

Then changed the topic: "Compared to this, as a member of the Demon Slayer, do you know the whereabouts of Onimai Tsuji?"

When hearing the name Onimai Tsuji, the smile on the girl's face disappeared suddenly, and the air froze for a moment.

"You seem to have mentioned an incredible person." She said, "What do you want him for?"

"I'm after him." I answered truthfully.

The air became quiet, and the sound of the leaves trembling by the breeze suddenly became very clear.

What is more clear is that the girl can't help but laugh.

Like hearing some joke.

"Hey, don't act like you don't believe me, I'm serious." I protested.

"That's how it is." The girl tilted her head lightly, as if she had thought about it for a while, and then she smiled brightly again: "Then I'm serious too! I want to be good friends with you as a ghost."

"So, let's find a place to talk about it?"

The fragrance in the air is getting stronger, and I can distinguish a little scent of vine flowers from it, that is to say——

"But sister, the way you invited me is not very straightforward." I curled my lips lightly: "Even if you want to invite me out to play, you should have asked me what I think!"

"Wouldn't it be appropriate to trick me into going out on a date when we're just meeting each other for the first time? I'm a serious ghost!"

By the light of the moon, I saw a trace of surprise flashing across the girl's face, but she is probably experienced in many battles, even if she is exposed, she can still maintain her composure.

"Ah, I've been discovered." She said softly, "With such a strong ability, I guess there will be a lot of blood stained on my hands, right?"

"But it's really admirable to be able to cover up all the bloody smell on your body. Speaking of which, you are probably the strongest ghost I have ever met."

"...Thank you so much, I have never been told that I am strong since I was a child." I responded casually, but then I realized something was wrong: "No, sister, I really don't eat people! "

"To be honest, I am different from those ghosts you have seen. They are not serious but I am very serious! It is better to say that at least in dealing with them, our purpose is the same, although I will not help you kill them." them."

However, no matter how I explained, the expression on the girl's face didn't change at all, which made me wonder if she had facial paralysis. Can be digested.

Especially without exposing the existence of the ghost race.

Fortunately, the situation in front of me is not too bad. After a few back and forth, I have roughly figured out the girl's strength - this child is probably good at using poison, and the method of poisoning is quite sophisticated, and the medicine is probably not too weak .

This is replaced by others who are not sure about it, but it is different for me, because there is a constitution in this world called invulnerability to all poisons.

So sometimes luck is also part of strength.

Of course, I am not born without fear of poison.

This matter is thanks to Chikage Kazama.When we were all young, someone in the clan wanted to rebel and poisoned Chikage Kazama's snack, but unfortunately, the greedy and mischievous me ate that snack.

The memory at that time is not clear in my mind, and most of it was mentioned by my mother later.I fell into a coma for less than half a month, and when I woke up again, I got such a physique by a blessing in disguise.

Sometimes I also lament that gluttony is actually a good thing, but every time I bring it up, my mother always beats me and says: "You can't let me save some time! It's so easy to raise you so big, you If you say you are going to kill yourself, don’t I have to work hard to raise a little one again?”

So after that, my unscrupulous childhood was forcibly brought to an end.

It’s just that when I think back, sometimes I can’t help being a little surprised. It turns out that I used to have such a good relationship with Kazama Chikage, but now he will only stare at me after I record his words and deeds.

Tsk, so men are always cuter when they are young.

But right now is not the time to sigh, because within the scope of my full vigilance, something suddenly appeared, and it was moving at a fairly fast speed.

What made me even more concerned was that the thing seemed to have a bit of blood on it. If I guessed correctly, that guy should be——

ghost!

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