About the years I played the role

"I said, is there really no complaint button in your system?"

0829 With quick eyes and quick hands, he quickly grabbed the ball of light floating up and down, pinched it into a semicircle with his upper hand, and shook it a few times.The pain caused by the shattering of the knife on his body after leaving the chaotic world of knives has almost dissipated. At this time, it has no effect on himself, and the main reason is that he is not in a good mood.

The dazed system tried to escape from the clutches: "There is no complaint function inside the system"

There is no way to complain about this system that loves to cheat itself, and 0829 can only let the system slip away.

0829 reaches out to browse the experience bar in the host information office, the progress on it has increased by a small bar, and it is not far from the full bar.

This grid of experience points successfully unlocked some of the mission areas that could not be accessed before.But based on previous experience, 0829 felt that none of them seemed right, so he simply chose one at random.

The task displayed the words "accepted successfully", and then the screen quickly jumped to the card pool.The card pool can still only draw cards between NR and NR. After a rough calculation, 0829 finds that he can upgrade to a new card pool after one more world quest.

But it is obviously far away to think about these. He studied the probability that he had noticed before.Before he entered the world of Touken Ranbu, the probability of getting an N card in the card pool was higher than that of an R card, but now the probability of N and R is [-]-[-], and the score is very even.

0829 presses the draw button, and the card materializes in the pale light and falls into the hand. The back has a little more patterns than the previous cards, and the front is a youthful face.

"R【Memory · Shitou Ichiro】

Introduction: Yue Zhu, a member of the modern ghost killing team in a certain world, is the only son of Shi Tou's family. Although he always insisted that he has a younger brother when he was young, he was always ignored by the adults. Does the figure in memory really exist?

Special note: none

Mission: "Memory""

He knew that the system was flawed, but he never expected it to be even worse.

The young man covered in scars felt his body tingle with his breathing. He staggered on the ground and supported the wall to rest for a while, so as not to add to his injuries when he fell down.

While the action was stagnant, the teenager didn't forget to complain about the system in his heart after going through the relevant memories in his mind once.Then he put aside those messy thoughts and focused on the role he was about to play.

But the way it's playing at the moment doesn't bode well.

One second before, his feet were still on the hard ground, and the next second, he abruptly shifted his foothold, falling from mid-air in a familiar way, obeying the call of gravity, and fell face-down straight down.

The boy barely opened his eyes, and recognized someone chasing something below.The full concentration breathing method in the body kept running to maintain the injury and prevent it from getting too much worse. Against the resistance brought by the rapid fall, he turned the blade with difficulty and hit the ground with a shape.

At this moment, the distance from the ground is not close, if you don't use the type to reduce the impact force, I am afraid that both legs will be broken together when you fall.

Kamado Tanjiro grabbed the sword thrown by Tokitomu Ichiro while running, and together with Nezuko chased Bantengu who was hiding.The winding ghost's body is so small that it is almost invisible, and it is difficult to find traces under the layers of grass leaves.If it wasn't for Tanjiro Kamado's keen sense of smell, he would have lost track of him by now.

"Breathing of water—… eh?"

The shape to be used stopped abruptly with the words, and the water mark floating around the blade subsided.Kamado Tanjiro stopped his movements in a daze, and looked up dully at the young man who was about the same age as himself but covered in injuries falling from the sky.

The shape that has never been seen before is like a crescent moon, and countless small crescent blades that cannot capture the trajectory of the movement are scattered in an instant, but coincidentally, no one is injured.

The only one who suffers under this type is Ban Tiangou.

Unwillingly, the Shangxian Ghost had his neck cut off, turned into dust all over the ground, and was blown by the wind to different places.

The young man who killed the upper string ghost with a single blow can be said to be extremely embarrassed when he landed. He rolled around on the spot to let go of the last momentum. His black team uniform was covered with dust and blood. Under the unanimous gaze of everyone, He controlled the trembling wrist, and stood up with the help of the sun wheel knife.

"Another... Shi Tou-kun?"

"What is another moment?" The young man raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, the light green spots on his cheeks were like clouds, and the end of his mint green gradient long hair tied into a high ponytail was knotted in a continuous movement due to the wind, and his scalp was torn when he stroked it with his fingers a pain.

He put away the sun wheel saber and put it back on his waist: "Where is this?"

The village returned to calm.The swordsmiths all dispersed and went back to their rooms to pack up the things they wanted to take away. The address of the village of swordsmiths was known by ghosts, and it was meaningless to live here any longer.

Outside the door, Kamado Tanjiro was chased by Iron Tsukaka Hotaru around the village for half an hour without stopping.

The Japanese sword that Kamado Tanjiro got from Tokito Muichiro before was the one in Enichiro Zero-style, but Steelzuka Hotaru was only half-sharpened before Muichiro took it away and threw it to Tanjiro to kill the ghost.

When the knife was about to come into contact with the neck of the winding ghost Ban Tiangou, Iron Zhongying raised his heart, for fear that the knife that had spanned hundreds of years would be broken after beheading the ghost.

The Fireman mask that was supposed to be on his face was shattered when he was sharpened by Yuhu when he was sharpening the knife, and he suffered a lot of injuries on his body. In the end, he couldn't catch up with Kamado Tanjiro, and sat on the ground exhausted holding the kitchen knife.

During the break, the knife suddenly appeared in front of him, Hotaru Tsukazuka raised his head, and Tanjirou Kamado folded it back with the knife.

Ironzuka Hotaru's anger was almost dissipated during the chase. He took the knife and planned to continue to polish it afterward. It hurt, but Tanjiro was unscathed.

The noise outside has nothing to do with the inside.

The wounded who were seriously injured in the battle filled a room. Lianzhu Ganlu Temple Mitsuri recovered very quickly. When the others were still lying down and unable to get out of bed, she had already received a task from the chain crow and waved goodbye. other people.

Two teenagers who looked like twins were lying on adjacent beds, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Shitou Wuichiro's body was covered with wounds from long thorns, and the hands of the members of the hidden army who treated the wounds were shaking, and he was wrapped like a rice dumpling.Tokito Ichiro next to him was not much better. After changing his black team uniform, he found that it was almost soaked in blood. No wonder they felt that the color of the team uniform looked darker.

Although everyone has doubts about this young man who appeared suddenly, but the sun wheel knife and breathing method he holds, as well as the scars all over his body, make it hard for people to ask about it now.

The person concerned had no idea whether he was trusted or not. He turned his head after feeling Shitomuichiro's gaze for the eighth time, and the barbed words he was about to utter got stuck after meeting those pitiful eyes, which made Shi Toichiro couldn't bear to say anything serious to him.

"...Hey, don't look at me." He choked out a few words, weakly as if he was coquettishly coquettish, and after he said it, he wished he could turn back time and swallow those words back.

"That... Shi Tou-kun...?"

Kamado Tanjiro pushed open the door, and his voice sounded weakly. The consequence of only calling his surname was that the two of them turned their heads to look at him together. For a moment, Zamen Tanjiro couldn't tell which Tokito he was looking for.

At this time, they should be thankful that they have different hairstyles, Kamado Tanjiro thought.Of the two lying on the bed, Tokito Ichiro had a high ponytail, and Muichiro had a double ponytail.

After a moment of silence, Shitou Ichiro looked back at someone who was silent: "Is your surname Shitou too?"

The person who was asked paused for a moment. He hadn't noticed the simple exchange between Tanjiro and Ichiro just now, and only caught Ichiro's question: "I'm Tokito Muichiro."

Shitou Muichiro, a very familiar name.

This reminded Tokichiro of his own childhood.

At that time, because of an incomplete dream, he was obsessed with thinking that he should have a younger brother, but his parents would only rub his head when they heard about it, half regretfully telling him that his mother had hurt her body and was not fit to have another child ——Although his initial intention was to tell his parents that the child should be born on the same day as himself.

So Shitou Ichiro, for a long time, can only think from the residual vague memory of what the person who should be the closest to him looks like and what kind of personality it is.

"Do you have an older brother?" Shitou Ichiro asked, and immediately got the answer from the latter's dejected expression, but soon, that face returned to the expressionless state.

Shitou Ichiro raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and for some reason, he had the idea of ​​wanting to manage others. An idea came up in his mind, telling him that this child should not have this kind of personality, what should be more... how about it?

never mind.He thought that the things he couldn't remember were probably not very important, and the question was only because Tokito Muichiro was too similar to the child he imagined when he was young.

The same name and appearance made Shitou Ichiro very surprised when he first saw him, but his face was covered perfectly so that no one could see anything wrong.

"Tokito Ichiro, my name."

Tokito Muichiro's eyes lit up instantly.

The flying crow came back with Butterfly Ninja's letter.

When I learned from the letter that these two were more insecure than the other, and thought that simply wrapping up the bandages would make me like Ganluji Mitsuri, and there seemed to be a Widowmaker blooming behind Butterfly Shinobu who continued to take on some ghost-slaying tasks.

The worry and hidden anger between the lines in the reply surprised Kamado Tanjiro who received the letter, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Tokito Muichiro and Tokito Ichiro who were criticized by Butterfly Shinobu.

After all, the medicines in the forging knife village are not as complete as the Butterfly House, so Shitou Wuichiro and Shitou Ichiro, whose wounds were wrapped tightly like mummies, stayed for half a day before being sent back by the hidden army with their burdens Butterfly House received proper treatment.

"This Shitou-kun." Butterfly smiled, holding a bowl of black soup with a strange smell in his hand, "With such a serious injury, I suggest you not to run around."

Shi Touichiro: "..." He had a feeling that if he disobeyed, he would die miserably.

So Shitou Ichiro quietly lay back on the hospital bed, the only one with him in the room was Shitou Wuichiro who was suddenly clinging to him for some reason.

After about two days of treatment in Butterfly House, Ichiro Tokito was able to run and jump normally, and there was no problem with exercising. The constant concentration of breathing made his wound heal much faster.

But Butterfly House's medicine is really hard to drink.Shi Tou Ichiro's expression was numb, and he really didn't want to recall the smell that said it was bitter or not, but it also smelled a little bit of the earth.

He was sitting at the door of the room, the clothes were provided by the little girl in the Butterfly House, and the Japanese knife he was carrying was confiscated by Butterfly Ninja to prevent him from thinking about the mission before his injury healed.

During the few days of recuperation, Tokito Ichiro had a lot of exchanges with Muichiro who was in the same ward, and he had a more or less general understanding of this world that he had never been in contact with.

When he sorted out the information about this world and compared it with the world he lived in, suddenly a shadow passed in front of him, blocking the sunlight.

Shi Tou Yilang looked up and found that it was Wu Yilang who was also ordered to recuperate.

The boy didn't bother him, and sat next to Ichiro, the Ghost Slayer Squad uniform covering the white bandage wrapped around his arm.

"Are you basking in the sun? Mr. Shitou."

Die Die Ren passed by here and saw two people sitting in a row like children, their sitting postures were exactly the same, especially since I hadn't noticed this problem yet.

The two heads turned around in unison after hearing Die Nin's words, Die Nin tilted his head and looked harmless: "What's wrong?"

After almost all the injuries were healed, Butterfly Shinobu brought a message from Yoya Yashiki, the main producer of the Demon Slayer Squad, saying that he hoped to talk in detail about the Demon Slayer Squad in another world and Tokito Ichiro's freckles on his cheeks that never faded.

The similarities between the two worlds are intertwined one by one, Tokito Ichiro had already sketched the appearance of the latter in his mind before meeting the Ubuyashiki Yoya in this world.

It seems that because of poor health, Yoya Ubuyashiki's face is a little pale, and his eyes are no longer visible, but he is in a good state of mind.

Facing this lord, Shi Tou Ichiro recalled the lord in his own world who would bring a knife to talk to all kinds of ghosts and physics if there was a disagreement.

He compared the two in his mind, and came to the conclusion that the master in his own world was indeed a bit more vicious.