Only 100 days left in life

The sunshine in early autumn gently falls in the room, adding some warmth to this spacious and bright room.

When Shiratori Mariko woke up and opened her eyes, she found herself in a rather open room.

It is an extremely clean room, but it does not lack the trivial feeling of life. There are some daily utensils scattered in the room, and there seems to be a vase on the table near the window, with a bunch of pretty flowers in it. There was a strong medicinal fragrance.

where is thisWhere did Fuheshier and Tanjiro go?

Where's the box?

Rubbing her sore neck, Shiratori Mariko, who was full of doubts, slowly supported her body and sat up, only to realize that she seemed to have changed clothes.

I don’t know where the tracksuit I was wearing has gone. It seems that someone helped her change into a Komon kimono that is just the right size. The pattern is light-colored, with bright patterns on it, which makes her lose her blood color. The skin has also become moist.

With the sound of the wooden door being slowly pushed open, Butterfly Ninja, who was wearing a butterfly wing-patterned haori and holding a bowl, walked in slowly.

"Oh, you're awake," she sat across from Shiratori Mariko, "just in time, I'm here to deliver food to you."

Shiratori Mariko looked at her suspiciously, thanked her, and took the bowl and spoon.

Feeling the warm porridge coming from the bowl in her hand, she looked at the person in front of her, but didn't eat it directly, and asked cautiously, "Excuse me, but who are you?"

"Butterfly Shinobi, the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad," said the girl with a gentle expression in front of her, wearing a dark purple butterfly hairpin, "You are Miss Shiratori Mariko, right?"

She said softly, "Thank you for what happened last night."

Hearing the truth from the waking mouth, even though Butterfly Shinobu couldn't believe it, the truth is right in front of his eyes.

The mysterious person who came from another world and responded to Shiratori Mariko's request cured almost all the injured people present, but the method seemed to be to cut them to a near-death state and then rescue them.

Crying while recalling yesterday's situation, many members of the Ghost Killing Squad said that "it's not much better than death", but they really felt sorry for Shiratori Mariko and Shiratori who helped them yesterday and carefully tidied up their wounds. Thanks to Akiko Yosano for saving their lives and restoring them to an intact state.

Not to mention that in the mouth of that little guy, Fuheshier, who had been protecting Shiratori Mariko, also killed the ghost at the begging of Shiratori Mariko, protecting the other people present.

No matter from which aspect, Mariko Shiratori deserves this thank you.

Shiratori Mariko shook her head, "You're welcome."

Hearing that it was the Ghost Killing Squad, she breathed a sigh of relief, "It's what I should do. To be honest, it's hard for anyone to endure such a tragic situation."

Butterfly laughed softly, urging Mariko Shiratori to drink the porridge in the bowl.

"Eat your fill first, and then talk about other things," she said.

Shiratori Mariko nodded, and slowly ate spoonful by spoonful.

She held the bowl carefully, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, even when she woke up, she still looked like she was about to fall down in a second.

Butterfly held her chin and looked at Mariko Shiratori, thinking about the fact that she didn't know that her body was in extreme condition.

"Miss Shiratori," she asked suddenly, "What kind of child do you think that little guy is?"

Mariko Shiratori, who was seriously drinking porridge, raised her head in a daze.

"Who?" she asked, "Little one?"

"The little guy with you," Butterfly Shinobi said, "the kid with the red hair."

"How long have you been with them?" she asked.

Realizing that Butterfly Shinobu was referring to Tanjiro, Shiratori Mariko thought for a while, "Probably less than ten days?"

She finished the last sip of porridge, wiped her mouth, and said with a smile, "The first time I met Mi Douzi, that is, his sister. Mi Douzi crawled into my house very cutely, and then I got to know her."

Like a small animal, it quietly got out of her closet.

But contrary to Shiratori Mariko's expectations, Butterfly Shinobu seemed to become tense all of a sudden.

"She broke into your house?" she said, "and attacked you? Did you know she was a ghost?"

Although her voice was very friendly, Shiratori Mariko was stunned by such an excited question.

"No, she didn't attack me," she hurriedly explained, "In fact, she ran to my house through Tanjirou's wooden box, and there seems to be a space passage there."

"Wooden box?" Butterfly Shinobi seemed even more surprised, pointing to the corner, "Is that?"

Is this the vampire technique of a ghost named Mizuko?Space channel?

Shiratori Mariko nodded, got up and walked over, and stood in front of the box, only to find that there was still a section of red clothes exposed outside.

Is Mi Douzi still in there?

She subconsciously pulled up all the curtains in the room, and then motioned for Die Ren to come over and open the box door.

The one inside that blocked the passage was Mi Douzi, who was biting the bamboo tube and looked extremely well-behaved.

Shiratori Mariko clapped her hands, Midouzi slowly got out and threw herself into her arms.

During this process, Butterfly watched Shiratori Mariko nervously the whole time, preparing to kill Mi Douzi on the spot if there was any movement.

But obviously, Mi Douzi not only did not have any thoughts of attacking Shiratori Mariko, but also rubbed Shiratori Mariko with her face.

Shiratori Mariko pointed to the dark passage leading to her house on the other side, "That's it."

"Is it Mi Douzi's blood ghost technique?" Butterfly asked suspiciously.

Mariko Shiratori was a little dazed, "Did you say channel?"

Seeing Butterfly Shinobi nodded, she explained, "No, it should be my problem. I'm a, um, visitor from another world. Don't you know? Didn't Tanjiro tell you?"

Butterfly shook her head.

"My world over there is another world," Shiratori Mariko explained with some difficulty, "I can't really explain the details, but there are no ghosts in that world. Not a single one."

Speaking of which, she looked around again, "Can I ask a question? Do you know Mr. Shi Er, where is the black-haired man who came with me?"

As soon as her words fell, the door of the corridor on the other side was pushed open.

Fu Heisher was holding the door, and he also changed into a kimono, holding a piece of unfinished fruit in his hand, "What's the matter?"

Mariko Shiratori, who was frightened: "No, it's fine."

She patted the top of Midouzi's head soothingly, motioning for her to go back into the box, and she turned to Butterfly Shinobi again, "Let's not talk about that now."

Fu Heisher let out an "oh" and closed the door again.

After rearranging her understanding of the world, Shiratori Mariko asked, "In your world, are humans and ghosts opposed?"

When she was getting close to Mi Douzi just now, she felt that the butterfly ninja beside her was pressing on the knife, and her whole body was tense, as if she was about to rush over in the next second.

"Oh," Butterfly Ren said with some surprise, "You realize it."

She laughed, "That's true. So, please ask Ms. Shiratori to stay away from that ghost a little bit, it won't be good if it gets hurt."

Shiratori Mariko looked at Butterfly Shinobu and explained with a headache, "Although this is difficult to explain, Midouko will not attack me."

She recalled Miss Zhushi's message and said, "It seems that because my blood is very special, ghosts who are hostile to me generally cannot see me. Among them, Mi Douzi is a ghost who can fully see me."

Seeing Butterfly Shinobu's unconvinced look, Mariko Shiratori sighed.

"Forget it," she said, "I want to ask a question. If humans and ghosts are opposites, what will happen to Tanjirou?"

She asked quite sharply, "Will you be punished?"

Butterfly pursed her lips and laughed, "Actually, a Zhuhe meeting should be held soon. We—I and several other Zhuhui will decide on Tanjirou's punishment."

She stood up and signaled Mariko Shiratori to follow, "My lord will also appear. I plan to take you to the lord's side after this. After all, my lord said that I hope to meet you, Miss Shiratori."

Shiratori Mariko exhaled, "I want to bring—"

She just wanted to emphasize that she was carrying a box, when a person rushed in from outside the door.

A white-haired young man with hedgehog-like hair rushed in, stood in the room and looked around, and picked up the box without hesitation.

He seemed to be an acquaintance of Butterfly Ninja. After putting the box on his shoulder, he said to Butterfly Ninja, "Hurry up, Butterfly Ninja, the only thing missing is you not there."

"I know, actually it's the lord's intention that I come here to pick up Miss Shiratori," Butterfly Ren said.

"But before that, Mr. Undead Chuan," she seemed a little annoyed, "could you please put the box down first?"

Immortal Kawasami glanced at her.

"Are you going to stop me, Butterfly?" he asked harshly. "Are you going to defend the ghost?"

Butterfly Ninja drew out his Japanese sword and stopped in front of Immortal Kawashiya.

She emphasized again, "Please put the box down first, Mr. Undead Chuan."

Shiratori Mariko looked to the left and then to the right.

"I'm sorry," she said, "but what are you going to do with the box, sir?"

Immortal Kawa Miniya gave Shiratori Mariko a cold look.

"Who are you?" he said. "Why should I listen to you?"

Shiratori Mariko frowned, feeling that this guy who ran in without authorization was really inexplicable.

"The box you're holding in your hand is my friend sitting inside," she said angrily, "why do you think I'm asking you this? You're the one who's being rude. Put the box away." Let go, get out!"

Undead Kawa Miniya only felt that the woman in front of him seemed to be crazy.

"You have been controlled by ghosts, and you actually become friends with ghosts. Are you sick?" He said, "Butterfly, give her a cure."

Shiratori Mariko:? ? ?Does he not understand human speech?

Butterfly Shinobu's smile seemed to be even more gritted, "Mr. Bushichuan, did you hear me?"

Undead Kawa Minami felt that the two women in front of him were inexplicable, "I heard it, but I don't intend to listen, is there a problem?"

no problem.

The veins on Mariko Shiratori's forehead twitched.

She decided not to talk nonsense with this guy, "Mr. Shier!"

Fu Heisher opened the door, chewed the orange, and asked lazily, "Anything else?"

Shiratori Mariko nodded.

"He wants to snatch the box and don't know what to do," she said slowly, "If there is no box, we can't go back, your horse racing show"

Fu Heisher twitched the corners of his mouth, and folded his hands in his sleeves.

"Understood," he still looked casually, "One meal or two?"

Shiratori Mariko: "What?"

Why did she feel that talking to Fu Heisher was beginning to struggle.

"Hit him," said Vohescher, "one or two?"

He touched his chin, "Do you want three meals? It's not impossible."