non-human secret history

I was a little lucky, thinking that such a small change would not have any impact on the overall situation, but this mood only lasted for a moment——

Not long after, a huge roar like thunder bursting rang in my ears, and then, a terrifying coercion suddenly squeezed into the room.

Check for non-violation.

I never thought that my blood would have such a powerful force, it was just a little bit, but it was enough to startle these monsters, but no matter how you look at it, I was the one who got into trouble this time——

Withdrawing and retreating, I didn't know how to deal with it for a moment—after all, I was only here to visit patients, so it was impossible to carry a weapon with me, and Yue Yan, who was always weak, had no self-defense around him.

I don't know how many monsters like that gathered outside, but I can tell just by looking at the breath, that's definitely not the amount I can handle with bare hands——

Just when I was at a loss, the ceiling of the room seemed to open a door suddenly, and then the light-colored petals with the fragrance of cherry blossoms swirled out, and in the flying cherry blossoms, a few faintly appeared figure.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar, slightly soft voice rang in his ears.

"Such pranks are not what a good boy should do."

"But it's okay, I'll clean it up for you."

"Xiao Qian."

After seeing the man in the white western-style uniform standing there, I breathed a sigh of relief for no reason—since he was here, then I thought, at least the guy who appeared here would not be an enemy.

"In the end, I still caused you trouble, right? Higakiri." I tilted my head slightly, and said something in an ordinary relaxed tone.

"Although you probably wouldn't believe it, it's not Xiaoqian's fault." The smile on Mustache's face was always gentle and bright, and his smile was actually very pretty, with a pair of canine teeth exposed, giving him a smile for no reason. That face added a bit of playfulness: "It's my job now to deal with these irrational monsters."

"Besides..." Higakiri narrowed his eyes, and his eyes wandered to Tsukihiko who was beside me, and then continued to laugh: "It is also my duty to protect Xiaoqian."

——It's just that such warm words didn't leave me a little bit of moving time.

The body of the man beside me froze suddenly, and I could feel the almost uncontrollable anger rising from him.

"People you know?" With a calm voice, Tsukihiko's tone of voice seemed to explode at any time - even though at this moment he had no ability to compete with Hikiri.

Of course, I can also understand the reason why this man eats, and I patted the back of his hand lightly to appease him. I was thinking about how to explain the mustache to him.

But at this time, Mustache said first: "It's a childhood sweetheart."

"I spent time with Xiaoqian..."

"Wait..." Seeing that Hikiri's words gradually began to push the scene in an uncontrollable direction, I interrupted quickly: "Hikikiri, don't talk nonsense!"

"But the hundreds of years we've spent together are also real." Hikakiri said with an innocent face.

It's just that there is a kind of loneliness in his eyes that I seem to have never seen before.

I wanted to reprimand him for deliberately provoking trouble, but no matter how I looked at it, it seemed that I was the one who did the wrong thing.

It was me who flinched before I started, and it was me who plunged into another relationship with all my heart, and all these troubles were involved.

And he's here to help me deal with those Uzbek enemies.What reason do I have to reprimand him?

"But she is by my side now." Yue Yan held my hand instead, as if to show off, he raised his chin, showing no intention of giving in.

"Really." Mustache slightly tilted his head, but the smile on his face did not fade at all: "Then, during this time, thanks to you for taking care of Xiaoqian, now I should take her home."

Pupils constricted.

Of course I knew that this day would come eventually, but I never thought it would come so unexpectedly.

—I thought I could say goodbye more gracefully.

Probably my unnaturalness made Tsukihiko understand something, he didn't choke with Mustache anymore.

I can feel the burning in his eyes, but in this situation, I can't say anything.

"Well, but before that, I probably have to get rid of the security guards outside first." Higakiri reached into his arms, and took out a handle that looked like a dagger or a wakizawa. The knife came and was handed to me: "Although I don't think there will be any enemies to disturb you, but this is Xiaoqian's self-defense weapon, so let's leave it to you now."

I was stunned again.

The exquisitely carved sword with Genji's family crest is too familiar, but I was a little uncertain for a while-it should be the saber I lost in Taisho before, ordinarily it should be left in the ghost killing The team is right, but why did it appear here suddenly?

In a daze, a bony hand crossed my side and grabbed the blade of the small Wakizasa——I turned my head subconsciously, and met Tsukihiko's gaze.

"It's your thing." He said: "Then take it, this guy doesn't look very busy, at least don't keep him waiting."

I nodded dully and said "Yes", but Hikakiri didn't bother me. After letting go, I turned around and threw myself into the battle that had already started in the courtyard-this time, it was obviously not just Hikakiri who came here to support one person.

The sound of clashing swords outside is actually somewhat noisy, but I always feel that the room is deadly quiet at the moment.

It was so quiet that the air seemed to freeze.

I thought maybe I should explain the current situation to him, but when the words came to my lips, I was really speechless.

So I just lowered my eyes and looked at my little wakizashi who was held by him.

He clenched it so tightly that even his knuckles turned white, obviously his emotions had been backlogged to a considerable extent.

So he hugged me from behind.When the familiar warmth enveloped me again, I felt that my vision was a little blurred again.

"Genji...Chiya." He said suddenly, but called my name softly.

"I'm here." Raising my hand slowly, I put my hand on his arm in front of me.

"You seem to have said that you don't belong to this time?" He put his face on my shoulder, and his slightly curly long hair naturally fell in front of me.

I nodded.

"Do you want to go back?" he asked.

"I probably have no choice." As if sighing, I finally said this sentence.

"But we will meet again." He said again, his voice was very soft, but his tone was firm.

"Probably." I unconsciously tightened my hands, "It's just what kind of situation it should be..."

What came to my mind was the first time I saw him in the forest. That face was [-]% similar to the present one, but it was full of arrogance and coldness, which made people feel timid.

If time really starts to pass from this moment, how will he react when we meet again?

"What will it be?" He also murmured in agreement.

He returned his hand, took my curled up unnatural hand into the palm of his hand, and then said: "After all, it counts."

"What?" I tilted my head.

"When we meet again, I will propose marriage to you."

The light-colored pupils revealed an unprecedented seriousness and determination.

——This is an agreement.

It is also a mantra.

I looked at him for a long time, and finally just looked away shyly.

"I dare not promise such a promise." Biting my lower lip lightly, I said slowly, "I..."

It's Genji after all.

I couldn't say the last half of the sentence.So the conversation stopped abruptly in the middle.

After all, the few remaining sane minds are still reminding me that when we meet again, I will be that Genji who shoulders the mission of recording the history of ghosts. After all, I am bound by this surname and this blood.

Leaving aside the entanglement between us, first of all, it is impossible for Genji to accept a bloodline like Onimai Tsuji.

In the eyes of orthodoxy, he is just a low-level guy after all.

But what am I now?Starting from the blood curse with him, is my blood still pure Genji?Am I still qualified to bear the name "Qianya"?

A somewhat crazy and absurd idea suddenly appeared in my mind - if, if I lose the qualification to inherit Genji because of the blood contamination, then can I finally break free from the shackles originating from the blood and enjoy it? A life that only belongs to "Aya", not Genji's pure blood "Genchiya"?

Am I free to choose my own trajectory and who I love? In this case, is it freed from an inescapable fate?

——If you think about it this way, this experience may not be that bad.

I don't know if it's because of the comfort and leisure of the Heian era, or because of this day-to-day tenderness that finally let me downplay the hatred and anger in my chest.

No, that resentment still exists, it has long been rooted in my heart with the blood curse, but the flower that bloomed on that bud is so coquettish that people almost forget what its original shape is.

What will it be like when we meet again?I don't know, or at the moment I don't really want to know.

I only know that the mission of the ghost clan that I bear is still there, and so is the curse that has been entangled with him.

The sound of the battle outside gradually calmed down, perhaps the battle on that side had come to an end.

"I……"

Just as I was about to say something, something suddenly broke through the door panel and came straight towards us—the thing had almost no breath, and it was moving at an astonishingly fast speed.

Almost instinctively, I pulled out Owakizashi, and slashed at that guy with my backhand——the guy floating in mid-air with his bone tail finally stopped for a while, and taking advantage of this gap, I also started a new round of attacks.

At least keep the distance first, and exclude Yue Yan from the scope of the battle.

This is my only thought.

I don't know what the thing is that guy with the tail dragging the kunai that seems to be used by ninjas, and I don't know whether it is targeting me or Tsukihiko.

However, the black energy lingering around that guy's body alone is enough to judge that its comer is not good. Since it came to your door, let's make another scene before parting!

The author has something to say:

Speaking of the fragrance of cherry blossoms, I have something to say.

I chose 4D when I was watching the big movie before. It really sprays a strange spray every time I go out. I don’t have a good sense of smell. I didn’t feel any smell before the cherry blossom season, but the movie theater refreshed my appreciation of cherry blossoms. cognition.

And peace crumbs have entered the countdown QwQ

Although I also like this little crumbs very much, I even thought about ending it in Ping An (?)

But the shivering crumbs of the Warring States Period being stunned by Yuan Yi are also very fragrant!And Dazheng Xiao hasn't overturned the car yet, so he can't be so cheap!

Ah, this crumbly man is so damn sweet...