As we all know, winding zero is a human being

Question: How can humans and ghosts live happily together?

Zero felt that the answer to this question simply determined how much his hair would fall out.

The weather outside the house is very face-saving and sunny for several days in a row. In the cold courtyard, even the calm and clean walls and roof tiles exude a smell called the sun.

However, he would rather not want this kind of face.

Except for the first night, he couldn't sleep well for several nights in a row. At this moment, Zero was paralyzed in the sun on the porch outside the house with his pillow in his arms, and seized the time to catch up on drowsy sleep.

Before Guiwu Tsuji Wumi hadn't revealed to him the fact that he had become a ghost, he just occasionally wondered why he could see his young master less and less during the day, but always at night. As it should be, snuggle in the bed and sleep well.

After all, Master Tsujiya didn't want to tell anyone what happened to him at that time, and he didn't have the interest to pull him up every day to accompany him to have a drink and go shopping in the middle of the night.

It's just that now that this matter has been put on the bright side and everyone knows it well, the willful time that originally only needs to be dealt with during the day has doubled.

In the dimness, he seemed to see a figure standing on the covered bridge connecting the various courtyards of the mansion——

Lingqiang cheered up and looked over, only to realize that the figure belonged to Miss Zhushi.

Also, it is unlikely that Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi would accidentally trap himself in the middle of the two covered bridges that are not covered by bamboo curtains and thus appear wide and clear.

It was probably because she wanted to pass through the shadowed narrow corridor as soon as possible when the clouds covered the sun, and when she reached the intermittent pavilion for rest in the middle, the cloud suddenly dispersed.

Zero went back to the room to find a black umbrella, he took the haori to cover her back, and sent her into the room.

"Thank you." Miss Zhu Shi raised her eyes to look at him, and then looked away.

Zero thought she was weird.

He clearly knew that he was a ghost, but he still wanted to walk under the sun—although after seeing the herbs and books in her arms, he knew that it was probably the fault of Mumai Tsuji.

He still has a way of squeezing employees.

"Why didn't you call me, I'm obviously very close." Zero looked at her shallow purple eyes that seemed to be filled with smoke, which were so calm that there was no wave at all, meaning, "You just didn't know Do you want to go under the sun?"

Miss Zhu Shi froze for a moment.

She shook her head lightly, and suddenly something seemed to burn in those eyes, which were more intense than the flames but were pitch black.

"I can't die yet."

This didn't refute the inappropriate and joking question he just asked.

"Well, that's good." It's not easy for Zero to explore what people are thinking in their hearts. It won't be a pleasant thing anyway.

He didn't know what to say, he thought helplessly that this might be another common tragedy caused by his Master Tsujiya himself.

Zero thought that Zhu Shi would go to her own business immediately.

"You seem... different from before."

After Zhu Shi finished speaking, she saw Zero's expression that hadn't changed, but had been fixed for a long time.

There seemed to be a crack in the gentle and quiet voice, she took a step closer, as if wanting to confirm: "You are not—"

"Have I changed a lot compared to before? After all, we have been separated for so long, right, people always change."

Zhu Shi just stared at him, watching carefully with his own eyes stubbornly.

"...System, you said that even Zhu Shi, who doesn't know me but has just seen him, can distinguish me from him. Why can't Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi be able to do that?"

There was just the right amount of blankness on his face, and in the shadows of Ling's lowered eyebrows was the doubt that Zhu Shi could explain when he saw it.

[The system is a blind student, how can it find Huadian? ]

"Tell me, before the Ghost Killing Squad members come, can Ghost Wu Tsuji recognize me?"

[...The host did a great job, so the script of the host is still a layer cake? ! ]

The crow left safely and didn't think about leaving everything before. Of course, Zero would not stay by Guiwu Tsuji Wujing's side for long.

He didn't lie to his Master Tsujiya, he really wanted to confirm something with his own eyes.

It's just that the incident happened suddenly, and the incident that happened at the beginning of their encounter has already explained the problem very well.

[But be careful of overturning, host! ]

"If he can recognize me before the people from the Demon Slayer Squad find our whereabouts, I can only say sorry to Ishiya Ubuyashiki."

[Drip, the system really wants to be busy and offline, but the host must really consider this choice! ]

Uh——Although the option of becoming a ghost is still a bit resistant to him at the moment, if the world line can really turn this way, if there is even a little bit of something that belongs to Mr. Tsujiya left, he He will also try his best to find other ways to make Onimai Tsuji no miserably change back to his Master Tsujiya.

"Don't worry, after I become a ghost, remember to remind me not to eat people - vampires should be able to survive if they only drink blood like that?"

[... There is one in front of you, why don't you ask the host first, and then talk? ]

Seems like a good proposition?

Just being able to change the subject, Zero stretched his fingers out into the sunlight, and then he walked in slowly.

Just after Zhu Shi was temporarily distracted by his actions, he asked: "Miss Zhu Shi, what do you usually eat?"

"..."

A not-so-good-looking smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

Seeing that Zhu Shi seemed to have misunderstood something, he quickly turned around and added: "I mean, if he becomes a ghost, can he stop eating people?"

"...I advise you to think carefully." Zhu Shi showed a trace of disgust after returning to his senses, but this emotion was not aimed at anyone, it was more like some kind of self-loathing, "This has nothing to do with will."

"Once you become a ghost, you can never turn back into a human."

What a keen observation and judgment, to go beyond his question floating on the surface of clear and shallow water and directly point to his purpose, and it can also be considered as a tactful answer to his doubts?

"What are you talking about outside?"

Stepping on the quite obvious dividing line under the eaves, the clothes will not fall into the gentle but not harsh sunlight, like the curly curly hair dyed with nirvana is loosely tied on the shoulders with the same color hairband.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi appeared there silently like a cat, but his crimson vertical pupils and aura all over his body made him look more like some kind of frightening beast rather than that A soft, cute and sweet animal.

"We're basking in the sun...?"

Hearing this answer Wuyou fell into a suspicious silence.

The ensuing anger and back-smile is not something unpredictable.

Before he could turn his anger into real damage, Zero quickly walked over to him, using his own hand that had been basking in the sun for a while to hold Kimai Tsuji's knuckle-boned palm.

It was cold enough to touch, and I couldn't feel the blood that should be bubbling under the pale skin.

"like this."

"It's very warm, this is the temperature of the sun."

The hands hidden under the sleeves and held by him twitched, as if enduring some kind of conditioned reflex, the movement could not escape Zero's perception.

The bright smile was not much lower than this temperature, he lowered his head and covered the other hand with a hard smile.

I don't know how long it's been like this, but Ling felt that the temperature on his hands had slowly dropped to a lukewarm range, and he heard Wu miserably asked slowly, "Are you also basking in the sun like this?"

Zero who felt a little stiff in his smile: "?"

Zhu Shi who was kneeling on the ground: "?"

"It's not what you think--"

Seeing him eager to defend himself, Wu Mi, who had already confirmed it from Zhu Shi's memory, slowly withdrew his hand.

Skipping over some irrelevant words to him, Wu Can only feel that something is closing along the net that he has already disconnected.

"Why are you meeting me like this?"

He smiled like a viper waking up from hibernation to stare at its prey, spitting scarlet letters.

"If you want to become a ghost, come and ask me."

The steaming clouds of the day hide the moonlight, and the night under the sparse stars is full of tourists.

In this city where business travelers gather, the rudiment of the temple fair can also be seen. To cater to the coming of the festival, the quick-witted businessmen always have a way to sell their products.

And after a few nights of night wind blowing with Guiwu Tsuji Wuyan, he only felt noisy when he made a decision to go out shopping tonight.

The joys and sorrows of human beings have nothing to do with him.

From the beginning to the end of an alley, Wu Mi's eyes did not stop at any stall for even a second.

It's as if he took him along the coasts, tidal flats, and the mid-level mountains full of wild flowers, and Wu Mi never explained why he took him to those places.

His views on those beautiful scenery for human beings are like checking in and leaving at a popular tourist attraction. In this age without cameras, it is impossible to do such perfunctory things as taking a photo.

Ling sucked his nose and shivered in the night wind, just wanting to give himself a good meal when he told so many stories with his mouth and always focused on traveling.

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely tell Master Tsujiya how wonderful it is to be a otaku.

"Is this quick to make? Give me two skewers."

The grilled skewers exuding a real aroma were shiny and golden and crispy, which made his stomach growl uncontrollably. Zero, who had spent an afternoon catching up on his sleep, was crushed before he had time to put his own dinner on the mat. Guiwu Tsuji Wucan grabbed the door, and now he really couldn't stop it.

Although he tried his best to avoid eating in front of Wu Mi so as not to arouse the same appetite of the other party——

But there is a problem with eating without positive thinking, not to mention that the skewers in front of me are so fragrant!

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, who didn't seem to notice what he was doing. He took the skewers with zero payment, squatted in an inconspicuous place, buried his head, and wanted to get the things in his hands as soon as possible. It's over.

"Is this the reason why you still don't want to become a ghost?"

The hem of the kimono stayed at an appropriate distance, and when Zero looked up, he saw the elusive figure standing in front of him.

When Wu Mi said this, his tone seemed to be extremely disgusting.

The short conversation in the afternoon a few days ago ended with zero rejection.

Perhaps the mood at that time can be called the best time these days, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi did not make things difficult for him, and even let go of Zhu Shi who was implicated by him for no reason.

Congrats, congratulations.

"No, it's not." Wiping the oil stains from his mouth, Zero threw the stick in his hand where Kiwu Tsuji couldn't see it.

Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck... Wait, these things add up.

If you want to hear it, he can give you a whole book of dishes.