Only 100 days left in life

evening.

The leaves that started to turn yellow were entangled with the afterglow, looking inseparable.

The sunset in the sky renders a large area of ​​eye-catching colors, and the birds in the distance flap their wings in groups and return to the direction of the forest.

This is already the fourth day after the three members of the Ghost Killing Squad have joined together to search for ghost traces.

Strangely, I don't know if I received some news, but all the ghosts that wandered out at night have lost all traces.

In the past few days, the three of Tanjiro searched the nearby hills, but they did not find traces of ghosts on any of them.

There was no smell, no sound, and Onimai Tsuji Mumi, whom Tanjiro ran into once before, seemed to be hiding, without leaving any clues behind.

This is the last mountain. According to Tanjiro's plan, if he can't find any more ghosts, he will find a way to go to the next mission location.

Simply they arrived at the mountain very early. After searching for a long time on the outside of the mountain, they found nothing but an empty house.

Tanjiro said that there used to be a ghost smell in it, but Zenitsu had a strange resistance to this mountain.

Almost tens of meters away from the mountain, he began to cry and run away.

But Zamon Tanjiro obviously didn't give him this chance, and Shiratori Mariko also planned to find the ghost and try to collect more blood, so no one supported his idea of ​​"leaving immediately".

Seeing the tear-stained and terrified Shanyi, Shiratori Mariko hesitated for a moment, and asked Shanyi softly if he wanted to go to her house for a while.

This idea was quickly rejected by Fuheshier.

"Are you going to raise him," he said sarcastically, "the face is not as good as the kid next to him. He can only survive by killing ghosts. What will we do next?"

Shiratori Mariko paused, and understood what Fuheshier meant.

If there is still no progress in the future as in the past few days, she will not even be able to touch the edge of the ghost, let alone experiment with the blood of the ghost and find a way to heal herself.

When the time comes, what will happen to Shan Yi, who follows her and has no ability to protect himself, but only hides?

That's not kindness, it's another level of cruelty.

Shiratori Mariko let out a sigh of relief, and decided to let Tanjiro and Inosuke bring Zenitsu more.

She checked the room again, and found that the quilts and windows of this room were clean. It seemed that people had lived here all the time, but the vines outside had not been cleaned.

But it is not dangerous, you can live temporarily for a while.

After discussing for a while, Shiratori Mariko planned to stay near the house with Fuheshier holding the box, while Tanjiro and the others went out to find if there was any food or medicinal herbs.

In fact, according to Shiratori Mariko's idea, they can go directly to her house to eat, but thinking of the subtle self-esteem of young people, Shiratori Mariko still smiled and agreed to "barbecue" and the like.

Always give them room to play.

Thinking like this, she casually found a place and sat down, while Fu Heisher next to her took a look at her and left on her own.

"Sir-kun, where are you going?" Shiratori Mariko asked a little surprised.

Hearing her shout, Fu Heisher lazily turned his head and glanced at her.

"Catch a horse," he said.

Shiratori Mariko: No, how could there be such a thing as a horse on the mountain.You guys, don't associate everything with racetracks! ! !

She didn't know where to start complaining.

Fuheshier sneered.

Seeing his mocking smile, Shiratori Mariko realized that she was actually being perfunctory.

Shiratori Mariko: "Then you go."

She waved her hand resignedly, "Go, go, I'll sit here by myself for a while."

Anyway, ghosts can't come out during the day, if someone wants to kill her, at least they can go home directly.

Fu Heisher turned around as if nothing had happened, and really left without hesitation.

Shiratori Mariko looked at his back, and always felt that this guy was probably hiding something from her.

But according to Fu Heisher's personality, only others will add work to him, how can he take the initiative to find something to do?

Weird.

Shiratori Mariko muttered, found a corner near the house and sat down.

The setting sun lingers on Mariko Shiratori's brown hair, which is sitting alone under the tree, with golden red dots.

She focused on this house that hadn't been abandoned for a long time, and the vines bloomed on the walls. The wall shakes from side to side.

I don't know when it started, as if the hand covering her eyes suddenly relaxed, Mariko Shiratori began to pay attention to these trivial details.

She chose to embark on a journey, originally intending to see more unknown worlds and landscapes, to find a different feeling before her thinking was controlled by the increasingly serious pain, but in fact, beautiful scenery can always give people happy mood.

It was as if a candle that had stopped burning was suddenly relit, and Mariko Shiratori's cherishment and love for this precious journey became more vivid.

She exhaled lightly, looking at the sun that was still setting.It seems to be burned by the heat of the sun.

For Mariko Shiratori, she really has no choice.

"I'm going to try to be happy every day and be more gentle with my friends," she said to herself, "that's enough."

Just then, the phone beeped.

[Fu Heihui]: Are you at home?

Shiratori Mariko called up the keyboard and replied him simply.

【Shiratori】: In Tanjirou's world.What's wrong?

This time the other party did not reply as quickly as usual.

Fu Heihui, who just threw his backpack on the bed, saw the news, hesitated for a moment, but stood up first, walked to the sink, and washed his face.

The heat on his face faded a little before he picked up his phone and replied to Mariko Shiratori's message again.

[Fu Heihui]: I have something to look for you.

It seems that the other person has been looking at the phone, and he received a reply not long after he sent the message.

【White Bird】: All right.Then do you want to come over?I will pick you up?

[Shiratori]: I think the sunset here is quite beautiful, do you want to come over for a meeting?

Fu Heihui's fingers on the keyboard moved slightly.

[Fu Heihui]: Good.

After distributing this, Fukuroi sat for a while, then put the box on the table, and walked slowly to the door of Shiratori Mariko.

When he reached out and pushed the door of the room open, Mariko Shiratori at the other end was already standing at the door.

Mariko Shiratori smiled at Fukuroe naturally, closed the door, and led Fukuroe to the cabinet, "I couldn't go in the daytime, you know, I walk slowly, follow Tan Zhirou is slowing down his speed, but today is the last mountain, and I searched around the periphery of the mountain but couldn't find the ghost, so I decided to go in at night to have a look."

Speaking of this, she patted her head and looked Fu Heihui up and down, "You have a mission today, are you injured?"

Fu Heihui shook his head, "No."

He focused on the fingers of Shiratori Mariko resting on the door frame, slender and thin, and the blood vessels on the back of the hand had a faint blue color, which looked shocking in such whiteness.

I haven't seen her for a few days, but she doesn't seem to be much different from the previous few days, and she hasn't continued to lose weight.

This is a good thing.

Fukuroi exhaled, and then glanced at the bed in Shiratori Mariko's bedroom.

Sure enough, a little girl with a bamboo tube in her mouth was lying on it, falling asleep drowsily.

"Don't you take her with you?" Fu Heihui asked.

"It's still dark over there, so it's not convenient for Midouzi to come out," Shiratori Mariko said habitually, "I usually don't close this door, and Midouzi will come by herself when she wakes up."

Seeing Megumi Fukuro's surprised expression, she smiled helplessly, "After all, the door over there is integrated with Tanjirou's box, so there is generally no danger."

After a few simple explanations, Shiratori Mariko led Fukurohui there.

Passing through the dark passage, what appeared in front of the two of them was a gorgeous cloud.

Shiratori Mariko exhaled lightly, and sat down on the spot with Fukuroi.

"Well," she said somewhat cheerfully, "it's pretty, isn't it?"

Fu Heihui nodded.

Beautiful indeed.

Hearing that her point of view was approved, Mariko Shiratori turned her head and smiled at Megumi Fukuro.

"Yes." She clasped her hands and put them on her knees. "Sometimes it feels very comfortable to stay away from the big cities and see places you haven't seen before."

After a pause, she changed the topic to another place, "You said you have something to do with me, what is it?"

Fu Heihui pursed his lips, and took out a folded paper report from his pocket.

"Miss Jiajin gave it to me," he explained. "She tested the blood you took back earlier, and then did a little experiment with Miss Xie Ye."

Shiratori Mariko blinked a little blankly.

"The blood I brought back?" she said puzzled, "I didn't bring it back."

Fu Heihui reminded, "You are talking about ghost blood."

Mariko Shiratori suddenly realized, "You're talking about the one I asked Miss Zhushi later."

She laughed, "How is it? Have you researched anything?"

Fu Heihui shook his head.

"They mixed your blood with an extract from ghost blood, and if I guessed right, it's the blood of Ghost Mai Tsujimi," he said calmly, "That's right, it's almost a short-term post-exposure extract It disappeared in an instant."

Shiratori Mariko nodded and responded.

"Is there anything else?" She said calmly, "If there is no rush, would you like to sit down for a while?"

Seeing that Shiratori Mariko didn't react much, Fukuroe still nodded.

He just sat with Shiratori Mariko like this, watching the sun sinking into the misty mountain forest.

"This." Looking at the sunset like this, Fu Heihui hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Here you are."

Somewhat unnaturally, he took out a small black box without any ornamentation from his pocket, and handed it to Shiratori Mariko.

"Give it to me?" Mariko Shiratori took the box suspiciously, intending to see what was inside.

food?candy?Could it be a box of something else, like a sachet of makeup samples?

She took the ordinary box apart without any effort.

But to Mariko Shiratori's surprise, there was a necklace lying inside, and the winding chain had a bit of shining gold.

It was a very beautiful necklace, tightly connected together with fine golden chains, glowing with a gentle luster under the twilight.

The twining, vine-like branches weave different colored gem fragments into a small, delicate sunflower, which is now lying quietly on the dark velvet doily.

Mariko Shiratori raised her head in astonishment, and glanced at Megumi Fukuro.

Why did he give her a necklace?Very expensive.

Maybe it was because her eyes were too surprised, even Fu Heihui felt a little unnatural under this kind of gaze.

"The client this time is a designer who said that if I buy it for a female friend around me, she can give me a discount," Fu Heihui explained a little uncomfortable, "I just bought this."

As if considering Shiratori Mariko's mood, he added, "I also have belts for Tsumiki and Nazaki, so don't worry too much about it."

In fact, the owner of the house this time is an original jewelry designer, and compared to ordinary people who know nothing about the world of magic, there used to be people like magicians in her family. She was the first to notice it and informed the corresponding person in charge to seek help.

Curses are not too difficult. It seems that after the last battle to besiege the high school was resolved, all the curses became "lighter".

Therefore, Fu Heihui has been working less and less overtime recently, and has more and more class time.

Having said that, even under the strict confidentiality regulations, the designer still enthusiastically recommended several pieces of jewelry designed by Fu Heihui to Fu Heihui who was going to perform the task.

"For you," said the designer cheerfully, "thank you so much for coming to help!"

She was holding a set of Tarot cards in her hand, and she seemed completely unaffected by the terrifying curse spirit, "I have predicted that you will come...and my jewelry must be given to you!"

"No," Fu Heihui said, "I don't wear jewelry."

His short refusal obviously didn't have any effect, the designer lady laughed twice, as if mocking him for being a complete idiot.

"Your friend!" She reminded with hatred, "Family and friends! Someone I like! I don't think you are unpopular, so why don't you even understand these things?"

Seeing her posture at that time, she almost jumped up and pointed at Fu Heihui and scolded "how can there be such a fool" or something like that.

So, Fu Heihui picked a different piece of jewelry for each of the people around him.

The simple and beautiful stud earrings were given to Nagasaki Yemei, and the elegant and gentle earrings were given to Tsu Miki.

As for Shiratori Mariko, he chose a shining pendant like a sunflower, and a chain that was not too long.

This carefully selected gift was actually the most suitable gift Fu Hei Huineng had found that would not be rejected, but he was still a little apprehensive.

Even he didn't know why he was so nervous.

Fu Heihui exhaled, and asked seriously: "...do you like it?"

Looking at the young man in front of him asking cautiously, Mariko Shiratori actually saw a little bit of expectation in those beautiful eyes.

She laughed and replied briskly, "I like it very much. It is a very beautiful necklace. You must have wasted a lot of time choosing it, right? Thank you, Hui Jun."

Fuguro Megumi nodded, looking into Shiratori Mariko's gentle eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the honey that was taken out of the refrigerator after it had been refrigerated. The crystal clear water color on the glass jar had a warm brown color, and the color of the melted honey was soft and peaceful, softly like the eyes of the other party.

"That's fine," he whispered, "as long as you like it."

"I like it," Shiratori Mariko repeated again, "Thank you, Kei-kun."

In order to prove what she said was true, she groped to pick up the necklace, and happily hung it around her neck, "Speaking of which, I haven't worn jewelry before, but now I can try it."

Hanging the necklace around her neck in twos and twos, Mariko Shiratori took out her phone and looked at the necklace on her neck through the reflective screen.

The sunflower-like pendant quietly hung down near her collarbone, shimmering with a slight brilliance.

"Does it look good?" Shiratori Mariko turned to Fukuroe, "How is it? Is it suitable for me?"

She touched the pendant, "I think it's pretty good, but it's a pity that summer is over, and I can't wear skirts much now."

If it is summer, it should look better with a skirt.

"If you want to wear a skirt," Megumi Fukuro looked at Mariko Shiratori, "anytime is fine."

He immediately cited an example, "Nagizaki wears skirts all year round."

Shiratori Mariko sighed.

"I'm afraid of the cold," she said with a smile, "I can't wear a skirt all the time. And I think simple sportswear is more comfortable. Wearing a skirt will make it inconvenient to move around, although there is no place for me to move around." .”

Seeing that Kei Fukuro seemed to be depressed again because of her words, Mariko Shiratori changed the subject.

"How's your recent study?" She asked, "Is there anything you can't keep up with? I heard that your homework has increased again, and you have added a lot of ancient spells study courses?"

Fu Heihui nodded.

"Fortunately," he said briefly, "it's not very difficult."

In this way, the two chatted about some daily topics.

It wasn't until night fell that Fu Heihui's cell phone rang.

"Yoyo, did Hui miss me~" Swipe open the lock screen, Gojo Satoru jumped out from the video call and waved his hand to greet Fu Heihui.

Fu Heihui: I don't want to pay attention to this guy at all.

He stood up resignedly, "Another mission?"

"Ah, although there's nothing wrong with saying that, but in fact it's not all true," Wujo Satoru shook his hair, "Oh, has the teacher already become this image in your heart? Hui, you make me feel like this." People are so sad~"

Fu Heihui's face was calm, "The mission is sent to me, I'll hang up first."

As he spoke, he was about to hang up the video, but Gojo Satoru on the screen snapped his fingers, "Ah, wait a minute, see what I found—"

Gojo Satoru approached the camera, still grinning, "Wow, what a surprise! And Shiratori—where did you go to play together?"

"How can you not bring Teacher Wutiao!" He condemned, "It's too much! Ignoring me, a peerless and invincible handsome guy, is really invincible and too much!"

Shiratori Mariko coughed, interrupting Gojo Satoru seemingly unintentionally.

"If it's a mission," she said in a gentle voice to Fu Heihui next to her, "you go first. Although I think it's not too much to go out to do missions in the middle of the night, but it always feels like it's done early Rest early."

Fu Heihui nodded.

The two of them had a very tacit understanding and ignored Gojo Satoru who was still yelling on the screen, allowing him to jump up to show his sense of existence.

Shiratori Mariko returned to her home with Fuguro Hui, and by the way picked up Midouzi who had just woken up.

"See you next time, Shiratori," Fu Heihui said as he pushed open the door leading to the high school.

The breeze gently blows his curled hair, which is as unyielding as a hedgehog, bouncing and bouncing, with a little cute arc.

Shiratori Mariko nodded.

"See you next time," she replied with a smile, "Hui Jun, come on."

Fu Heihui responded in a low voice without turning his head.

When Shiratori Mariko took Midouzi's hand and walked back to the closet, it was already completely dark.

Fu Heisher came back at some point, and was squatting beside the box, looking into the distance.

"I'm back," Shiratori Mariko said intentionally, "how is it, did you catch the horse well?"

She pretended to look around, "No, did you run away?"

Fuheisher glanced casually at Shiratori Mariko.

"Do you remember how many bets you owe me?" he said.

Shiratori Mariko hesitated.

"Not much," she said, "I don't remember much."

"Oh," Fuheshier said lazily, "then it's not much."

He said indifferently, "It's all right."

Shiratori Mariko: "Obviously there are not many. Don't count all your spontaneous actions on my account! This is not feasible!"

She said viciously, "Otherwise you will have to pay the electricity and water bills next month, did you hear that?!"

Fu Heisher responded indifferently.

"I said," he said, "do you think there are rich women in this era?"

Shiratori Mariko covered her face.

"I guess there should be," she said with difficulty, "Why are you obsessed with this? Could it be that you just went to find a rich woman?!"

Fuheshier laughed noncommittally.

Realizing that Fuheshier was deliberately directing her thoughts in that direction, Shiratori Mariko glared at him.

"You're lying to me again!" She gritted her teeth and said, "If you do this again, I'll think about deducting your horse race tickets!"

This guy is too much of an asshole.

Fuheshier clicked his tongue.

He glanced at the necklace hanging around Shiratori Mariko's neck, "I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing."

Following his gaze, Shiratori Mariko touched the pendant.

"No one would dislike this kind of thing," she said, "delicate and beautiful, what's not to like about it?"

After a pause, Shiratori Mariko finally realized something was wrong.

"Why haven't Tanjiro and the others come back?" She asked suspiciously, "Did you see them when you went down just now?"

After looking at the necklace a few more times, Fu Heisher turned his eyes away in boredom.

"Why should I care about those brats," he said with a bit of indifference, "Is it important?"

At this moment, a scream came from the forest in the distance.

My wife Shanyi, who was lost, looked at the two ghosts who were about to fight, shook her head, and ran away.

"It's a ghost, ah, don't kill me, ah, ah——"