Only 100 days left in life

Seeing Shiratori Mariko seemed shocked by his words, Onimai Tsuji smiled miserably.

"I can heal you," he continued with a relaxed voice, with a high-level gift in his tone, "you can live forever, enjoy superhuman powers, and do things you have never been able to do with this body before Kneel down and beg me, and I will grant you eternal life."

In the process of observing Mariko Shiratori, Onimai Tsuji finally remembered who the person in front of him was.

A new force came to thwart his plan and kill his subordinates, including a man and a woman.Apparently, the woman in front of her who has no mobility and can be crushed to death with a weak finger is the one named "Shiratori Mariko".

——It’s about to die.

Did the Ghost Killing Squad promise to cure her in exchange for the allegiance of the man next to her?

Obviously, the person in front of him does not want to die, but longs to live.

Longing for more time and maybe more money.

"Sanshikiya Yoya can't cure you," Onimai Tsuji said, "I can."

He looked at Shiratori Mariko as if he was looking at himself who was struggling to survive at all costs.

Who would not be tempted by such a thing?This is eternal life.

Nobody doesn't want to live, and he's right.

Shiratori Mariko frowned, finally realizing who the person in front of her was.

"Are you a ghost?" She looked at the person in front of her, "Are you the ancestor of that ghost, Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi?"

After all, apart from Miss Zhushi, only Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan can turn other people into ghosts.

Immortality, superhumanity, and special abilities are all things that ghosts can do, and Ghost Wu Tsuji is not lying.

But he also concealed a lot of things, such as "almost all ghosts are under his control", "ghosts must eat people to survive", and "ghosts are afraid of sunlight".

"It's still smart," Ghost Mai Tsuji said, "Have you thought about it yet?"

He didn't mind her offensive behavior of directly calling him by name, and stretched out his hand to Shiratori Mariko, his scarlet eyes were still astonishingly cold, "Let me save you. Be one of us."

Fuheshier could clearly see that after Guiwu Tsuji Wumi said that sentence, Shiratori Mariko fell silent.

She stared at Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi at the other end, as if she was thinking about something.

——What are you thinking about?Is she tempted?

Fuheshier looked at Shiratori Mariko with interest, waiting for her second choice.

At the very beginning, when she didn't know much about ghosts, Mariko Shiratori refused to become a ghost without hesitation.How will she choose this time?

The night wind in early autumn swept in from the window, carrying a unique dark atmosphere, lazily intruding into Mariko Shiratori's bone marrow, carrying a gentle coolness.

The hair around her ears fluttered slightly with the wind, because of the sudden wind, she was stunned for a moment, but her eyes were still calm and firm.

"No," said Mariko Shiratori, "I won't be a ghost."

Although she really wants to live and do many things that she has not had time to do, she will never choose to become a ghost.

"Even if you're about to die—you're about to succumb to death without dignity, doesn't it matter?"

Ghost Mai Tsuji said, "You have to admit, you don't want to die."

"It's okay," Shiratori Mariko said with a smile, "Indeed, I don't want to die."

She looked at Onimai Tsuji, "But I know, I will never treat human life as a trifle. You have killed so many people, why do you think I really believe you, Mr. Onimui Tsuji?"

Kibu Tsuji frowned.

"Since there is no one here," he still didn't notice Fuheshier's breath, "you don't need to move your performance here."

"I'm not acting," said Mariko Shiratori, "I really think so."

She didn't bother to chat with Wu Mi anymore, "I'm not interested in joining ghosts. After all, what is there to be proud of in an organization that lives by cannibalism? I won't be your subordinate either."

Although Shiratori Mariko is not a particularly noble and selfless person, it is really impossible for her to kill other people's lives for her own sake.

To be honest, Oni Wu Tsuji's speech skills are simply not good enough.

Oni Wu Tsuji paused.

Almost as if he had become angry from embarrassment, his face turned ferocious, "How dare you reject me?!"

"Yeah," Shiratori Mariko nodded, "Speaking of which, I really want to know why you still think you are a god?"

She was not polite, "Living by sucking the flesh and blood of other people is just a mosquito parasitic on people. How disgusting."

Before Kiwu Tsuji could speak, the door on the other side was pushed open.

A muscular man wearing a kimono with a scar on the corner of his mouth walked out from behind the door, and walked lazily to Mariko Shiratori.

"Why did you come out?" Shiratori Mariko was a little surprised.

She thought that Fu Heisher would rush out only when he heard that Gui Wu Tsuji Wuyou had gone away or showed some flaws.

"Ah," Fuheshier held the scabbard with one hand, and talked to Mariko Shiratori as if no one was there, "because he is so stupid."

Shiratori Mariko: "So stupid that you can't stand it?"

She winked at Fu Heisher, and signaled that he would find time later to see if he could get rid of Guiwu Tsuji.

"Yes. If you want to find someone to do something, at least you have to show some sincerity, right?" Fu Heisher pretended not to see, glanced at Guiwu Tsuji Wuzan up and down, and commented, "You are very rich, why not?" Are you not willing to spend money?"

He paused, and jokingly said: "Could it be that you want to keep this rich clothes to pay off the debt? Or is it yourself after taking off the clothes?"

Shiratori Mariko was taken aback by Fuheisher's frivolous words regardless of the occasion.

"What are you talking about!" she protested vehemently, "I don't want it!"

Who would want this kind of thing to repay the debt? No, she shouldn't follow Fu Heisher's train of thought!

She wouldn't be a ghost with Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi!Why on earth are you assuming such a thing!

"It's all disgusting," Fu Heisher clicked his tongue twice and shook his head, "It seems that you really can't do it."

"Although I don't know exactly what you're talking about, I don't think it's a good thing. Shut up!!!" Mariko Shiratori blurted out.

She has no time to take into account Oni Wu Tsuji's thoughts, she just feels that she was really careless in finding such a bodyguard.

"Who are you?" After being teased suddenly, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi didn't have time to become angry, but instead became the first to be vigilant.

Seeing the astonishing Fuheshier in front of him, he quietly moved to the window, intending to jump out of the window and leave as soon as there was any movement.

"Me? Who am I? Don't you know the best?" Fuheshier wiped the scar on the corner of his mouth and smiled, "To be honest, what the hell is your subordinate's name? That's it. .”

He also whistled, "I thought it was so powerful—don't run away? Aren't you going to avenge your subordinates?"

Of course, according to the current attitude shown by Oni Wu Tsuji, Fu Heisher can't understand that Oni Wu Tsuji is a cowardly, cowardly, incompetent and furious guy.

He said this just to ridicule Oni Wu Tsuji who only dared to run away after being scolded, but what he didn't expect was that Oni Wu Tsuji in front of him actually turned around.

"They were killed because they were incompetent," Guiwu Tsuji said indifferently, "What does it have to do with me?"

He didn't think it was his fault, and was quite annoyed by the incompetence of his subordinates.

Leaving those words behind, Onimai Tsuji Mucan flipped out of the window and left.

Mariko Shiratori stared dumbfounded at Onimai Tsuji's skillful movements.

"He ran away?" She turned to look at Fuheshier.

"Yeah," Fu Heisher said perfunctorily, "Why? Not willing?"

He sat down on the spot, "But he is quite timid."

"What is reluctance?" Shiratori Mariko retorted subconsciously, "Who would be reluctant to give up that kind of guy!!"

"I don't know," Fuhesher said perfunctorily.

Shiratori Mariko gave him a rather speechless look, and before she could speak, the door leading to the corridor was slammed open.

Tanjirou Kamado rushed in, looking around with panic all over his face.

"I, I smell a ghost!" he said, "It's the smell of Oni Matsuji Mumi! He's nearby!"

He just had to go to another store to pick up water due to the water outage in the building, but when he came back with the water bottle in his arms, he smelled a very familiar smell, right in Shiratori Mariko's room.

So he ran back in a hurry, but it seemed that he was still a step late.

Shiratori Mariko responded.

"Yes," she said, taking a look at Fuhesher, "he was here just now, and he chatted with me for a while—by the way, can you beat him, Mr. Shier?"

Fu Heisher looked at her inexplicably.

He sneered, "I can't beat him?"

"If you can beat him," Shiratori Mariko walked to the window and looked out, "Why didn't you just now?"

Oni Wu Tsuji was no longer visible outside, only the bustling crowd and the shaking lighting lanterns remained.

"Oh," Fu Heisher said very bachelor, "I won't do anything without money."

Shiratori Mariko: "I think if you kill him, Mr. Mitsukiya will not be stingy with this little money."

She didn't think that Fu Heisher would not settle the score.When he wasn't betting on the horses, he was better than anyone else.

Fuheshier glanced at Shiratori Mariko.

"Oh," he said, "too lazy to chase. All right?"

"Understood," Shiratori Mariko said a little helplessly.

I know this guy is just trying to perfuse her.

On the other side, underground.

When Zenyuan Naoya woke up, he found himself tied up in a rather dark place.

With difficulty, she turned her head and looked at the surrounding environment, only to realize that she seemed to be locked in a small room.

Zenyuan Naoya, who was a little unclear about the situation, decided to make a sound to test it out.

"Hello," she said, "are you awake?"

Hearing her voice, the person on the other side raised his head unsteadily.

"Wake up," her voice was weak.

But before the two could talk about the past, the door of this room was pushed open.

"You guys are still in the mood to chat," Luo Ji said, "If I were you, I would pray for a lighter hand later."

She looked at the person in front of her, "Finally at this time, which one of you is better for me to eat first?"

"Eat me first!" Suma, who had been timid and timid, struggled and said, "Don't touch her!"

Her eyes were red with fright, but she insisted, "Don't—"

"Let's eat her first," Chanyuan Naoya said unceremoniously, "I'm old, so it doesn't taste good."

As she spoke, she also glanced at Suma, as if she was judging who was younger.

Suma:?

Luo Ji, who originally planned to see if the two would blame each other and evade each other in this situation, became confused.

What the hell is this doing?Does she eat or not?

"Really? Old women also have the flavor of old women," Luo Ji thought for a moment, and decided to do the opposite, "Except for ugly ones—the kind of old and ugly guys are not on my recipe."

She took a few glances at Zenyuan Naoya, and although she decided to slap her first, she still remembered the first smell, "It's okay, it just smells a little bit."

Forced to recall Zenyuan Naoya who squatted in the toilet all day: ""

Although she was praised for her good looks, she was not happy at all.