As we all know, winding zero is a human being

After listening to these compliments to Xiaomei, seeing Mr. Date's eyes turned to sincerity, Zero frowned and remained silent.

He didn't click his tongue until he left.

The flames in the lantern stretched Ling's shadow very long, and when he walked back to the street on the side of Matsui House, Wu Mi, who was looking down from the window on the second floor, naturally saw him with such an expression.

The door willows scattered with catkins are full of vitality, and the loose flying branches can't separate their sight.

Ling raised his head and caught a glimpse of Wu Mi, but only then did he recover from the boy's last few words.

"Who can't say beautiful sweet words." Zero muttered softly.

He has very good hearing and accidentally heard these words clearly without misfortune: "...?"

Standing by the window, of course, the mimetic ancestor of the ghost who was still using the identity of Higurashi couldn't laugh anymore. It was only a matter of moments for him to go from nothing to calm to a bad mood.

The exquisite joruri doll-like attire combined with the gloomy complexion that seemed to be floating with thick shadows made passers-by on the street who inadvertently glanced at him forget to breathe.

When the wonderful and common face-changing session was in progress, Zero had already lowered his head so he couldn't see it. Now he just felt that Xiaomei's matter was getting more and more difficult to handle.

Without him, it's really that kid who is really good at pretending.

Compliments made with effort were something that the girl Xiaomei liked to hear all the time when he met him. According to her own words, even if she listened to such compliments all the time, she would never get bored.

The prostitute Taro has implemented the attributes of sister control very well. The first thing he does when he wakes up in the morning is not to praise his sister, or he is on the road to praise his sister.

Therefore, it is indeed quite simple to attack Xiaomei. First of all, you have to have good looks that can make her like it, and then you have to have a sweet enough mouth and you are done.

It's a pity that Mr. Date easily has both. It is very difficult to look ugly after a dozen generations of hereditary daimyo family since the Warring States period. Among all the guests, he stands out from the crowd with his outstanding looks.

Just as he was going upstairs in deep thought, Ling, who had turned a corner, was caught off guard just as the door was closing and closing, and was dragged into the room.

"Who are you thinking of?"

The oncoming question is still so soft-spoken, and still maintains a mimetic. Naturally, Wu Mi, who has done enough drama, thinks that there are no loopholes.

It's just that he seems to have forgotten to consider his previous actions and the strong sense of doubt in the question.

Therefore, Zero's reaction, which was also keenly aware of this, was half a beat behind: "Huh?"

Getting along with the imitation of the ancestor of the ghost is not as stressful as his original body. Here he would like to thank the height of Ghost Dance Tsuji Wuyou who now needs him to bow his head to look at each other.

Delicate and delicate, and actually still a legal loli, he slowly squatted down and simply chose to sit on the floor in the sight of death from the innocent and dangerous max.

Really, every time he sees this mimicry, it always reminds him of something embarrassing enough to dig out an infinite city with his toes.

For example, he suspects that Wu Mi in front of him may be his scattered pearls or something...

So who is that guy who has never given him a sense of security? Could it be himself?

Wu Mi didn't hear the immediate answer, and Wu Mi's face completely turned cold. The murderous aura emanating from the silence is something that is easy to detect. For example, even Xia Chan, who had been screaming outside the house, was completely silent. .

He has always enjoyed others' devotion to him, but it is the first time he has expressed his intentions and encountered such a thing. The ancestor of ghosts suspiciously listed many possibilities at the first time.

Sweet talk, so whoever bears the brunt need not think too much.

Allow sadness.

Seeing the change in his eyes, Zero unexpectedly understood the meaning of Wu Mi miraculously.

No, if you are Fang Yansheng, then he has no objection, anyway, he is also a person who has gone through the formal process with him.

Just kiddie?Thank you, you don't have to.

Zero thought about it for a long time, and took the opportunity to take revenge for the joint performance that made him miserable. The leader is quite touching, but his conscience still made him choose to tell the truth: "It was the person who made Xiaomei fall in love at first sight."

Don't ask him why he has to think about it for a long time, just ask Tong Mo, this guy really needs to be cleaned up.

But then again, if Hei Si Mou Tongmo and the others approached here, wouldn't the ancestor of ghosts in front of them be able to detect it immediately?

Thinking of this, he looked over strangely, but after receiving the look from him, he didn't understand, so Wu Mi obviously forgot this fact long ago, and he was not satisfied after getting the answer.

Wu Mi looked at Ling's earlobe with simple earbuds, and his tone was even more dissatisfied: "Where did that person come from?"

He just got this news from his mouth a few days ago and he can forget it completely, it is difficult for Zero to express any opinion on this.

That’s why we can’t just say it straight: “It’s the old village chief’s son who doesn’t know who is in a remote area. Coincidentally, he happened to be dating Xiaomei just now.”

"In short, after seeing him once, I just think that kid is even more unpleasant."

He looked at the pale face of the ancestor of ghosts, pretended to be indifferent and mentioned with great insight: "Xiaomei also praised him about the existence of heaven and earth. If you look at it this way, how can you look good!"

Then again, if Xiaomei had seen the face of his young master, a reliable adult man, there would be no such thing as Mr. Date.

He was just thinking about it casually - after all, making up brains is not a crime.

It's just that Wu Mi, who always had a useless tacit understanding with him in strange places, raised his eyebrows and stood up.

He suppressed his low voice and returned to his original voice that was hoarse for some reason, and his voice paused slightly.

Wu Mi said slowly: "They should also be allowed to—"

……Thanks! !This is also unnecessary! ! !

Zero found himself subconsciously yelling this sentence, and at the same time held back Wu Mi who took back the mimicry.

"This is, what do you mean?" Looking at this behavior as if he could not see people, Wu Mi turned around and looked at Zero with a particularly stiff movement, and his expression was particularly gloomy.

"I mean, it's not appropriate to handle this matter like this." Zero moved his throat and hurried to make amends. He plausibly reasoned with the ancestor of ghosts who didn't care much about the rules of human behavior, "If Xiaomei can see clearly, isn't that guy a It's a good thing that everyone is happy when they choose to break up, and when you come forward, won't you become Xiaomei who has changed her heart and let down that kid?!"

This seems to be a good reason for the prostitute Taro to not get in touch with Xiao Mei and Wu Mi's true face, and it also gives enough face to the ancestor of ghosts to be dissatisfied with him after comparing himself with a human being.

Whether or not he could cover up the reason that everyone knew very well but was mysteriously put aside for a while, he didn't know.

Wu Mi stared at it for a long while, and finally slightly raised his head dispensably.

The action pulled him into his arms in a somewhat rough manner, and Wu Mi pressed Zero's shoulders, his fingers with well-defined knuckles interlaced against the jet-black hair, making him look paler.

Instead, he buried his head in the seemingly spotless embrace, pressed against his somewhat hard chest, Ling's smile faded slightly, and his palms subconsciously grabbed Wu Mi's sleeves.

"What's wrong?" Wu Mi casually followed his hair and supported Ling's shoulder blades in a comforting manner.

This seems to be a normal behavior, without blue long and narrow nails or pupils full of white flocculent, he is acting exactly like a normal human being at this moment.

It's just that there's nothing to hide, the bloody smell that permeates the flesh and falls into the stomach pouch still escapes the slightest bit.

"...No, nothing."

Zero originally thought that it was like what he saw in the snowy night in Edo when he was leaving, clean and cold things covered all places within his field of vision, and the world was so clean.

Delicate and fragile red plums sprouted from the ice and snow.

It was clearly the scene of blood dripping down.

Xiaomei unilaterally announces that she has trouble with Zero and the prostitute Taro.

Her way of making trouble is very simple, that is, she draws a line in a room that was originally composed of two rooms.

The shoji door was tightly closed, and the opposite side seemed to be tied up with cotton rope, and even this cotton rope was taken from Zero, no doubt.

The thin paper door that can't block the light still vaguely reveals the shadow of the girl sitting upright. Zero looked at the prostitute Taro, who was also very low in pressure, as if he could go berserk at any time, but sighed silently.

"Forget it, don't go with me tomorrow, just watch Xiaomei here." He thought for a while and said to the prostitute Taro, "I'll stop by to find out... what is the origin of that kid. "

Taro, the prostitute, didn't know whether he heard or not.

The boy's long, untied hair scratched his neck, and the prostitute Taro scratched it irritably, leaving a red mark.

Not long after, he pressed his throat hard and growled like a roar: "If I ran into that guy today..."

No one interrupted the prostitute Taro, who was halfway through speaking, and paused as if discouraged.

Seeing him like this in the flickering lights, Zero just quietly watched the young man obviously showing a dazed and struggling look, as if he had finally thought of something.

Without his brother, would Xiaomei be able to live a happier and more comfortable life?

"First of all, you are his elder brother. Who can match your status in her heart after being together for so many years." Zero would not be so cruel that he would ask him to speak out that question himself.

Patting the young man's shoulders that had finally begun to grow a little in the past two days, he easily erased the entanglement in those dark eyes: "If you let Xiaomei know that you think so, she Will you be more angry?"

The prostitute Taro finally came to his senses: "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"You have all your thoughts written on your face, and you still think that others can't guess?"

Zero sighed and said: "You can let the other party know everything you have, and it's good to talk about it and make trouble."

When he came back, Xiaomei had already told the whole thing to the prostitute Taro, and the perspective of Xiaomei obtained by the prostitute Taro gave him a clear view of the whole thing, knowing better than him.

"...?" Taro the prostitute narrowed his eyes at him, "What do you mean?"

When he said this, Ling looked up and looked around: "I have seen a pair of brothers, the elder brother can't say anything, and the younger brother..."

It was also a cool wind that happened to blow at this time, and he insisted on finishing the sentence under the strange eyes of the prostitute Taro: "...I keep everything in my heart."

Well, it's not so easy for Teacher Yuanyi to come out, and he's going to find Yan Sheng, so it's not his turn!

A guilty conscience is a guilty conscience!

Oh, why is it so annoying to talk about people behind their backs and have a guilty conscience?