As we all know, winding zero is a human being

Has Zero expressed his feelings?

Of course there is.

In the intoxicating sunshine of the afternoon, in that ancient and quiet courtyard, the white sand and gravel are laid roundly on it, even if you step on it with bare feet, it will not hurt your feet.

From the transparent person in the mansion to the little attendant who can be named, and then logically become the personal guard of the precious heir of the ancient family... and housekeeper?

In short, almost.

It's just that this position always sounds like an old and experienced guy can get it, and his age and his young master can be called bamboo horses. He can reasonably guess that this is probably just because of his indifference and respect for everyone. Something that the young master, who doesn't care about anything, is too lazy to take care of things and acquiesces.

In the Heian period, teenagers in their teens were able to start a family, and those portraits of noble ladies were drawn by him after many nights of pondering and showing them to his young master.

When his young master rejected those engagements, Ling took the stack of portraits and stood behind his young master for a long time before throwing them away.

At that time, his heart was filled with joy-like relief, and he couldn't hold back, so he used the excuse of combing his young master's hair, and kissed him on the slightly curled black hair.

The boy's temples, who could only sit weakly in the room, were also tainted with the bitter medicinal fragrance.

There was a bronze mirror on the table facing them, and the clenched hands were hidden in the sleeves and slowly loosened.

Until he looked up, his young master didn't look back.

"When are you going to comb?"

Except for the scolding, which is the imperative sentence, even the imperative sentence is not used between them in the end.

Whatever happened to his young master's mind, Ling could clear it up.

And once, he also tried to write waka.

It's not the kind of style that you reply to when you receive it.

Even after all, he hadn't written this style of love letter in a serious way, and he didn't know how much ink wasted while biting the pen holder, and the finished product was piled up all over the room.

There are dozens of hundreds of letters, and one or two items are missing, which seems to be invisible.

Even before the final finished product was sent, his young master's condition suddenly worsened. Naturally, he was so busy that he didn't have time to go back to his room.

It didn't matter until later.

Zero wasn't sure if Muma Onimai Tsuji had any intention of concealing his identity.

It's not like saying that he doesn't want to hide it, the portion of the meals that are brought into the house every day is always just right, if someone is watching, he can swallow things that are not for him to eat.

His young master has become more capable of acting, and no one can perceive his abnormality except himself.

... Here he still wants to criticize Tong Mo by name.

Would he have hesitated so long to discover this horror story if it hadn't been for this guy who didn't know which side he was on to muddy the waters? !

Speaking of which, the cooperation between Oni Wu Tsuji and Tong Mo was really a good show, and the molesting movements were quite skilled.

I don't know how many times Tong Mo lost his head after he went back.

That's right, looking back now, the anomalies of the leader of the Bliss Sect, who doesn't know how many strokes are in the word restraint, don't arise only when facing the ancestor of ghosts.

He only admired that guy a little bit, and making such two-five-year-old remarks in front of the boss can be described as a dream that can make all the migrant workers feel happy.

Oh, if you want to say those words, it might be a plan to slow down the troops said by Tong Mo under the instruction of Wu Mi?

Cool and not breaking the law.

No one has revealed that Ghost Mai Tsuji is not sure if this can be called a hobby of cross-dressing, and he himself doesn't seem to want to end this joke.

Zero didn't know how to react.

His whereabouts will be exposed, and now that he thinks about it, all the ghosts that did not dissipate that night were seen in his eyes.

In the sensitive area of ​​Edo, he has always avoided those places if there is any abnormality.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven, and he can't blame the conscientious 007's dark circles hanging under the eyes of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

And after finding him, what did Wu Mi do?

Zero felt that it was too late to start recording this matter from today.

On the first day, it was raining lightly outside, and Oni Wu Tsuji practiced the tea ceremony inside the house.

Great workmanship, thanks for the hospitality.

The next day, Yeliu Oiran went to Yangwu Town to meet his benefactor, and Wu Mi participated in the Oiran Road as a bald person, and there was nothing wrong with every step.

The colorful kimono is so pretty, heck, he meant Yeliu Oiran.

Day three...

……

Forget it, it was a fairly quick process from start to abandonment.

It was another afternoon with fine weather, and the first time I heard cicadas singing gracefully coiled on the branches, it also added some irritability.

And just when Zero got some time to rest, remembering the things that had bothered him for a long time recently and he was at a loss for what to do about it, Xiaomei went back to the house with happy steps.

She looked like she had just come back from the street, and she had something on her mind on a very understanding face.

The girl who looks as gorgeous as a summer flower is also pure in mind. This simplicity means that she doesn't think about many things, and when listening to people's words, she mostly only listens to the meaning of the words, and doesn't go deep into them.

To say that this is actually a very good character, she is silly and happy when she should be silly, and this does not prevent her from being smart once in a while.

Therefore, it would not be easy for someone to fool Xiaomei while the prostitute Taro was away or she was not around. She was able to survive in Yoshiwara in the past, and she did not rely entirely on her brother.

If she was the only one, Xiaomei would be a very independent child.

"What kind of position is the daimyo?" Xiaomei suddenly asked.

Zero has a good understanding of her cultural level, but he was also taken aback when he heard this term suddenly: "It means a lord."

He couldn't figure out the reason why Xiaomei suddenly asked this question, but he just felt bad looking at the girl's thoughtful look.

"Is that so? Isn't that amazing?" She whispered in a voice that she thought he couldn't hear, "She's still so pretty..."

But Zero, who really heard it in his ears, felt that it was like a word to describe a person.

He frowned and said, "It's not very powerful. If you go to Edo Castle and knock down ten people with stones on the side of the road, probably nine of them have some twisted relationship with the daimyo."

Xiaomei didn't believe it: "Then there is another one?"

Ling Hao looked at her with leisure time: "Another possibility is the daimyo himself."

"...Liar."

He really wasn't lying to Xiaomei.

In Edo, the shogunate was the ruling center, and the shogunate was in charge of important government affairs, while the lord daimyos who originally belonged to various places could only bow their heads to the shogunate after weighing the pros and cons.

The further the development of the system, the clear division of rich and poor in Edo city naturally also left the family members of the lords from all over the world.

To put it bluntly, Edo Castle was so rich that they were willing to stay in this formerly a small fishing village, but to put it bluntly, they were also hostages held by the shogunate.

"Have I ever lied to you?" Zero looked at Xiaomei inquisitively, "So you can tell the truth..."

And Xiaomei changed the subject quite quickly, and even interrupted him impatiently: "Wow! How many times have you lied to me?"

Under Zero's penetrating stare, she stuck her neck and said forcefully: "Just, for example, you lied to me to eat watermelon two days ago. If you don't spit out the seeds, a small watermelon will grow in your stomach—"

"Ah." Zero nodded, "I said so, but it's not of the same nature."

Who hasn't said something to tease your own children?

The key is that Xiaomei still believes it.

This is so much fun.

Xiaomei looked over angrily, struggled for a long time and finally said: "Forget it, I won't tell you, you can't understand me!"

Seeing the direction in which she slammed the door and walked out, Ling breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it and relaxed again.

Ah, Xiaomei still doesn't have many people who can talk in this Matsui house.

There is a high probability that she will not mention things to the prostitute Taro if she can't tell him, and although the girl who slams the door and chooses to confide makes him terrified, it seems that she can't say anything inappropriate...?

He thought that the ghost ancestor who was pretending to be gentle and close was a good chat partner, as long as he didn't touch his bottom line.

Recently, An An'an has become more and more weird because of this, and his attitude towards Xiao Mei and the prostitute Taro is also developing in a direction he can't understand.

To say that there is no attitude of looking down on people, Zero Self-consciousness can still tell the difference.

In Twelve Ghost Months, except for Hei Si Mou who can make him value a little, the other ghosts are useful tool ghosts for him.

As for human beings, they probably don't need to be so troublesome to line up one, two, three, four.

Ling Xin said that although it is difficult for him to find a word to describe the current situation, if he really wants to appreciate the situation carefully...

Forget it, anyway, even if there is a sea of ​​swords and flames ahead, he still has to go for it, not to mention Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi hasn't realized that he has noticed his mimicked identity yet.

After all, his acting skills are so much better than his young master's.

After Xiaomei sneaked out of that room with a relaxed expression, Ling saw that she didn't go back to the room but didn't know where she went, and he, who wanted to catch up, also stopped.

Alas, the two children have entered the rebellious period one after another. As an old father, he is really difficult to deal with.

Seeing this situation, Zero simply walked into that room after mentally rehearsing a wave of conversations.

Half of the bamboo curtains were lowered to allow a little cool breeze to penetrate into the room, and only half of the Japanese room with the scent of incense was buried in the shadows.

The man kneeling in the shadows was closing the books in his hands and didn't continue to flip through them. He turned his head and looked over, as if anticipating his visit.

Thinking about Xiaomei, Ling naturally showed a worried expression: "Did your sister Xiaomei tell you anything?"

Wu Cang glanced at him before slowly saying, "She doesn't want me to tell anyone."

Do it, you have to do a full set of acting.

Why is the current situation, his young master's superficial identity is really the youngest one.

Zero tried to reason with him and move his feelings: "She told you the matter, so it means that you can't tell others."

"I'm just worried about Xiaomei..."

"But I made an agreement with her." Wu Mi raised her head, and said softly as if deliberately embarrassing him, "I can't break the agreement."

His ending sound was trembling along with the raised eyebrows, and his immature voice was full of innocent interest because of these words.

Zero dazedly found that Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan said that he was not interested in human affairs, but in fact he simulated every mimicry very well.

Accidentally noticed that he didn't seem to answer, he pretended to be distressed and thought before Wu Mi found out that he was distracted: "Then what will you do to tell me?"

"Um……"

He was not surprised to see him look so miserable, and in fact, he didn't care about what Xiaomei who ran in earlier was talking to him.

The wind blowing gently moved his temple hair hanging by his ear, and before he thought about how to deal with the joy brought to him, he saw that the brown bamboo curtain seemed to be blown as well .

The leaves outside the house rustled, and the thin bamboo curtains seemed about to be blown away by the wind blowing from nowhere.

"Snapped."

With a light click, the bamboo curtain was pressed against the window sill, so not a single ray of light could fall into the half-covered room.

It's just that Zero numbly realizes that his world seems to be quiet.

Not daring to meet the plum red pupils that stood upright in a daze, his eyes almost subconsciously began to strategically glance at the door.

His unrelenting hands...

Why did it move by itself? ? ?