As we all know, winding zero is a human being

Successfully baffled Luo Ji and the prostitute Taro who hadn't shown up yet, the girl oiran subconsciously pulled the streamer around her body to hide it in front of her body, she didn't know why she was about to jump up to the coffee table when she saw Ling stepping on the sofa excitedly The above action just took a step back.

But she quickly realized, what is she doing with such a guilty conscience? !

"Who are you calling?!" With a loud voice, Fallen Ji thinks she has never been afraid of anyone, and inexplicably gets angry in strange places, her temper is very irritable and she doesn't know who she followed. Keenly grasped the point, "It's that name again—"

The prostitute Taro who appeared immediately appeared behind Luo Ji and surrounded her. The young man with only half-length shorts looked much calmer than her: "Wait a minute, sister, don't be so rude... This is the place for Mr. Wu Mi .”

After Xiaomei, I saw the prostitute Taro again, pointing at their arms tremblingly, his face was pale and there was a strange joy, even though he was only panting for breath, he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Very well, this is very good.

It's fine that the two children he raised went astray, but what's the situation with this outfit now? !

What about the ancestor of the ghosts who brought them here? !Can you explain it to him mercifully? ? ?

"Wu Mi's place?!" Hearing what her brother said, Luo Ji raised her voice, throwing off the prostitute Taro's arm and squinting at him: "How do you know! Why didn't Wu Mi tell me! "

Unconsciously, these words sounded a bit offensive, but Ghost Mai Tsuji Wucan, who came out of the study on the second floor, stepped on the solid wooden stairs, looked at Zero and said to Luo Ji indifferently: "You also knew."

Luo Ji took a deep breath, and knelt down on the floor the next moment, her arrogance suddenly subsided, and she looked even more cute than a kitten.

A simple and casual sentence made Xiaomei, who had always been very flamboyant, become obedient and obedient, and Zero looked at the prostitute Taro who was also bowing his head, and sat back on the sofa with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Inhale and exhale, be calm.

Since Xiaomei turned into a ghost and he was completely disappointed, shouldn't he have expected this little scene a long time ago.

The sound of the rain formed a thin and long line, and it rained down from the sky, making the green and tender flowers and leaves tremble, trembling like the beating heart of Luo Ji.

Maybe it was because she was afraid of seeing the ancestor of ghosts get angry, but she couldn't understand why she still couldn't calm down after seeing Wu Mi's gentle side.

"I'm going out for a while, let them accompany you until I come back."

Wu Mi's gentle words were an explanation. It should be said that after he thought that his future self would be sure of the blue Bana, his mood had always been in a good state, and he was even going up.

Peaceful attitude, considerate consideration and extra tenderness, it is hard to imagine that these things will appear in him.

When the most important conditions are met, Wu Mi does not hesitate to miss something from his fingers, or spend some time to meet the expectations of others.

To say that he is a successful capitalist after all, pointing fingers.jpg

Ling, who understood what he meant under Onimui Tsuji's gaze, pouted and stood up, rummaging for him from the corner of the entrance to find the rain gear that the maid had put away.

He finally understood why the servants in the mansion were forced to take a holiday after lunch today, and he really wanted to say why it was necessary.

With the sound of the doors closing in the huge and deserted western building, there was only one person left. He turned his head and saw the prostitute Taro and Yuki, their eyes were still on him, and he rubbed his forehead and didn't know what to do. good.

How should I put it, it seems that there is not even a little bit of scum left in the previous memory, which makes Dad really disappointed.

"Sit at will." Zero still can't treat them as strangers he doesn't know, "Your task will be completed when he comes back later. If you are bored, there are newspapers and magazines in the cabinet on the left. As for snacks, I can buy them." Will it not be served?"

Hearing that Zero used a casual pronoun to address the ancestor of the ghost, Luo Ji's pupils stood up sharply.

Even in his still patient and calm response with a hint of caring, he quickly lingered at a loss.

"Excuse me." The prostitute Taro calmed down much faster than his sister, even though they were both ghost moons, he still subconsciously protected Fallen Princess behind him, "Who are you?"

Pulling at the neckline, he felt that the size of the shirt he was wearing today seemed a little small. Zero tilted his head, and found that this movement seemed to be similar to Xiaomei's little habit.

But his mood is not as bad as when the little girl made this gesture in the past.

"I'm not used to hearing you use honorifics... But it doesn't matter, whore Taro, Xiaomei."

Flicking the broken hair in front of his forehead to try to restore some of the former flavor of the short hair, Ling touched the back of his head regretfully and felt that it was still a failure.

Sure enough, after hearing the specific titles for them again, the eyes of the brothers and sisters whose memory was blank were clouded back and forth, and the girl with white hair and golden eyes interrupted him impatiently: "My name is Fallen Princess!"

Spread out your hands: "Who paid for it?"

"……What does it have to do with you."

"It's the name given by Mr. Wu Mi."

The prostitute Taro realized that he was indeed a little different today than usual, but if he was asked to tell exactly what was different, he couldn't describe it in barren language.

He looked at Zero and nodded after hearing this answer, and then looked at himself: "Then how did the name Taro the prostitute come from?"

"..."

Zero, who knew the answer, didn't ask the question with the expectation that he could wake up the memory of the other party with a few words, but there was one thing he still couldn't help.

Taking the thick blanket, he walked up to Luo Ji: "Could it be that he also chose this outfit for you?"

Although, although it is a new era with a very open atmosphere, it is still difficult for him to accept it if it is placed on his own children.

Luo Ji looked down at the streamer that she had obediently wrapped around her body from the very beginning, and after staring at Ling for a while, she pulled the blanket and agreed: "This is for the sake of Lord Wu Mi. superior--"

"Then I thank him for his face."

The prostitute Taro catches his younger sister's movements quickly, and after restraining Luo Ji's violent temper, he unexpectedly finds that she is actually not as angry as he imagined.

This is really a very strange thing.

The prostitute Taro is actually different from his sister, like the pieces of a puzzle that can never be put together completely, the prostitute Taro still has the memory of when he was a human being.

But that was not a good thing, the unbearable days seemed to give him a reason to live as another creature with peace of mind.

But occasionally, when they were closest to the sun at dusk, listening to the graceful ditty played by the shamisen, he would also think that their lives should not be like this.

It's like a luxury like fresh fruit in winter.

But even if it is a luxury, they should not only pick up orange peels with only white pulp left, or rotten oranges that are half rotten, green and bitter.

Because they know the sweet and luscious taste.

Facts have proved that not everyone appreciates the preferences and aesthetics of the ancestor of ghosts, at least the prostitute Taro and Xiaomei don't like it.

This is also normal. Different environments create different preferences, and differences exist everywhere. You can't just push people to accept your own set of three views.

But unfortunately, the owner of the mansion didn't understand this truth.

Maybe it's because of the relationship between Aiwu and Wu that the girl Oiran can still hold her neck to show an attitude that she likes it so much that she can't like it any more, but her always slow movements well express what is called absent-mindedness.

As for the prostitute Taro, that deep frown has never been let go from the beginning.

Maybe the reason why he was so troubled was not all because he received this inexplicable order today, and they couldn't disobey all the orders of Oni Wu Tsuji, and they were willing to do so.

It's just that he saw Zero skillfully framing his sister's words, and for some reason he didn't say anything to stop him at the beginning.

She can't hide her small thoughts and can't find out Zero's purpose, as long as she blows about the ancestor of ghosts with Luo Ji, she can open her chatterbox.

All the way from Edo to Meiji and then to Taisho, he accidentally found out the address of the new home of the leader of the Bliss Cult who walked closest to the brothers and sisters. He and Luo Ji reached a high degree of agreement on their attitude towards the leader of Tongmo.

How should I put it, in a sense, Tong Mo still contributed a lot to their establishment of bond and trust.

"Is Your Excellency Tong Mo the one who wound up, or our... savior?" Taro the prostitute crossed his arms and said in an uncertain tone, even thinking about the word made him scratch his head for a long time, "Slandering him behind his back like this Not so good."

Luo Ji blinked her eyes while Ling rested her chin, and looked at the prostitute Taro with disapproving eyes, which made him feel confused.

Forget it, whatever my sister said, he didn't hear anything.

And Zero, who noticed the complete change in the heart of the prostitute Taro, looked at the brothers and sisters who had not changed to each other. After putting aside his complicated feelings again, he calmly thought about it.

Going around and going around, the brothers and sisters who are the sixth class really maintain a strict class division. The colleagues of the upper class are fairly familiar with each other, but the news about the lower class is very dazed and indifferent.

After all, according to Xiaomei, the top-ranked ghosts haven't changed even if it's just the ranking for a hundred years, while the down-string ghosts don't know how many times they have changed.

Especially in recent years, they have all been keenly aware that the times are actually changing in a direction that is beneficial to the Ghost Killing Team, and geniuses have emerged in an endless stream.

This is really... good news.

Narrowing the range down to Liu Guiyue in the lower string, Ling absently fiddled with the streamer that Luo Ji floated in front of his eyes, and found that the young girl Oiran was looking at him with a strange expression.

He suddenly let go of his hand, and the delicate and soft cloth wrapped around his fingers before taking it back.

The rainy day that completely covered the sky and made it look gloomy and cold was good weather for a ghost. The minute hand turned a few times, and he, who knew the time very well, calmed down a little when he heard the sound coming from the entrance. network attitude.

Even when looking at the past, Ling also lost his mind for a rare moment: "... who is this?"

The rain seeped into the carpet along the metal umbrella tip and blurred it out. When I looked up, I saw the black windbreaker that Wumai Tsuji had worn. The straight fabric was slightly stained with water at the hem.

A small pale hand was clutching the cuff of the ancestor of the demon, and the white kimono was covered with spider web-like patterns, and a child who seemed to be walking barefoot along the way was quietly standing beside him.

Wu Mi glanced at the prostitute Taro and Yu Ji, and after reviewing everything that happened in the afternoon, he felt that he had made the right choice.

His plum red eyes were rarely warm: "Tired, come to say hello to everyone."

Zero's heart skipped a beat, and the white-haired child with strange dots on his face, whose full name is probably Ayaki Lei, also looked a little autistic. After moving it out, the cold and clear voice said lightly: "Xiangwu, I'm tired."

For a while, the empty hall suddenly fell silent.

Seeing this situation, and Wu Mi's dark eyes full of refusal only met for a moment, Zero didn't know whether he should laugh or... Laugh out loud.

Really... what a harmonious and happy reorganized family!