As we all know, winding zero is a human being

"Stop messing around—the hooker Taro is back."

There were only a few stacks of tatami mats for them to rest in. Xiaomei, who was having a lot of fun, probably didn't know what she was talking about: "What are you shouting for? It's useless if he comes!"

The prostitute Taro, who nodded silently, bypassed them out of sight and out of mind, and sat down at the table, choosing the refreshments on the table with a very sophisticated posture.

Zero tried to divert the little girl's attention, he looked at the prostitute Taro as if he had nothing to do with him accusingly: "Don't eat - you will pay me a new dress when I get paid."

Hearing this, the prostitute Taro raised his eyebrows, and with half a piece of tea cake stuffed in his mouth, he gave Xiaomei a wink at the same time: "At most, I washed your clothes for you, new clothes? We don't even have any."

Xiaomei didn't seem to notice his eyes, and hurriedly grabbed Ling's collar and shouted to her brother: "The one who agreed to make a new red dress last month?!"

Taro the prostitute: "..."

Although his sister's innocence and loveliness satisfied him, sometimes it gave him a headache.

Thinking of this, the young man simply didn't bother to pretend, and stood up with a stroke of his sleeves.

Although he looks much thinner than his peers, his hand strength is really strong. Knowing that it is not easy to have this guy who is free to play around with the little girl, the prostitute Taro helped Xiaomei hold it down. Zero's strength can be said to have been used even for breastfeeding.

"!"

Zero was very confused when he failed to divert attention and was dealt with by two brothers and sisters.

Forget it, forget it, what kind of bad intentions can a little girl have, she wants to see what Xiaomei wants to do when she splashes soup on his clothes and makes a fuss...

Hey wait, this thing——

With the help of her elder brother, the little girl who freed her hands went straight to the back of Zero's head, and pulled the string with her dexterous fingers, and the mask tied up by the thick red string was taken off.

Today Zero casually picked up a red tengu mask and Xiaomei pulled the tengu's long nose and let out a cheer.

The crimson black hair that was smudged at the end fell down, and Zero almost subconsciously touched his forehead.

This kind of flame-like pattern is still too conspicuous, if you know that the little girl is going for his mask...

He grabbed the two children by the collar early in the morning to let them know that the education of love is very strict! ! !

"What, it's not bad." The little girl who is used to judging people by their appearance subconsciously tasted a sentence, as if she found something nice to say, she turned her face and added, "It's just as good-looking as the ugly one." little bit."

"Just a little bit!"

"Okay, Xiaomei, don't make trouble."

The prostitute Taro pulled the mask over in the face of his younger sister's puzzled expression with a slightly dull face, and impatiently pressed the mask roughly onto Zero's hand.

Seeing that he couldn't stop looking at his stripes, when he was struggling with how to persuade the brothers and sisters not to tell about his stripes, he heard the prostitute Taro say: "Xiaomei was rude."

It didn't seem like the words could come out of that irascible boy's mouth, but he tasted his changing expression, and looked up to see the prostitute Taro touching his face as if inadvertently.

He seems to have realized it!

"No...you misunderstood, my thing is called stripes, what are you all thinking?!"

The prostitute Taro covered his ears perfunctorily: "Mmm, yes, yes."

"Hey???"

Before he came, the wandering girl who was running away might be a ghost.

This is also when Ling heard Shifan casually mentioning the day they met when drinking a little wine with him, and it was brought up by Jian Shifan who was so drunk that his face was flushed.

The clear moon shadow hangs in the noisy night of Yoshiwara, and the laughter of the gentle village also comes from the cracks in the stone wall.

There are still ripples in the wine cup.

"When I told you, that woman has been living in the room on the north side." Jian Shifan patted his shoulder with his tongue out, "I don't know what to think or think all day long. It's also weird."

"Then you still think I look like her?" Picking and picking back the surname he had used for several years, Ling held the glass and watched him drink, and as revenge, he thoughtfully refilled his glass after it ran out Had a glass.

Although it was because of this that he took advantage of the opportunity to find a job in this Matsui house, but he was still angry when he thought of it!

"Ham, everyone is brothers now, why are you still talking about this?" Jian Shifan waved his hands again and again to express that he couldn't drink it anymore, "It's just the taste, hiccup, yours smell a bit like... not a bit, it's very Like, that’s why I’m not going to admit my mistake!”

Zero couldn't laugh anymore, he lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve suspiciously: "There is no smell of rouge?"

When you say that, it will make him suddenly feel very horrified, okay?

"No, it's not the smell of rouge." Jian Shifan touched his nose, feeling a little proud, "I am a person with a sharper nose than others, and the smell...is not very pleasant. , as pungent as blood."

"...?!" Zero really felt very horrified at the moment.

Feeling that what I said sounded really unlucky, Jian Shifan saw him stunned, and quickly said: "It's gone now, brother, you probably got it, where did you get it..."

Seeing that the wine tasted pretty good, Jian Shifan was completely drunk and fell asleep after saying these few words, Ling was really speechless.

What else could a smell as pungent as blood be?

...It could only be the smell of ghosts.

After he was dragged into the house by Miiseban, who was drunk and unconscious, and put him in the house, he walked out of the door, and saw the owner of the Matsui house standing there holding a bong and wearing a feather over his bathrobe. It looked like he was waiting for him.

After thinking about it, he could be regarded as the current boss, so Ling stepped forward and greeted him with a smile: "What's the matter, sir, is there anything wrong in the house?"

The owner of Matsui House shook the stick of the pipe, and said angrily, "You just expect someone to make trouble?"

"Work, work." Zero looked into the downstairs hall in a blink of an eye, and saw the prostitute Taro, who was still dressed in black, standing idly by the door, and paused for a while.

Most of the guests who came and went to stay overnight also entered the room in the house, which is why they can still have a drink when they are free.

The owner of Matsui House took a look inside and shook his head helplessly: "Recently, the building is going to find some new children. Eiji will go out tomorrow to do this. You got him drunk."

Eiji was Miseban's name, and Zero took him seriously when he said that.

Sure enough, the host paused for a moment, and casually asked in an inquiring tone: "The brothers and sisters, do you want to raise them?"

"Just take care of it a little bit." Ling touched his chin and didn't avoid his gaze, or he could make any expression with a mask on his face. Seeing the landlord's expression of disbelief, he had to spread his hands and say: "... ...well, obviously?"

"They were born here." The owner of the Matsui House tried to make the words sound more comfortable, "They were born on the bottom of the Rashomon River, if the little girl was not very rich, they would not be able to reach this place." place."

"It hasn't been long since Xiaomei came here." However, Ling still felt uncomfortable after hearing these words, "She didn't come here by prostitution, there is no fee for redemption, food expenses, etc., I can find a way to make up for it. "

"That's not what I meant." The owner of Matsui House raised his forehead and stopped smoking. He wondered, "Am I so blind to money?"

Zero wanted to nod sincerely: "You are."

Everyone is an adult, so there is no need to hide it, and it is not a bad thing to live sincerely.

"...I want to say that you should know that you are in this place. It's like goldfish leaving the fish tank. They can't survive without doing this."

The landlord of Matsui House stared at his eyes under the mask: "It's okay for Xiaomei... Taro the whore, listen to my advice, he is an unfamiliar wolf."

"……why would you say so?"

The owner of Matsui House clicked his tongue: "Before he came to my place, he had already changed three customers, and none of them was able to last for a long time. When he left, he made a fuss and was quite unhappy, and he almost saw blood."

Zero, who was still looking at him with a disapproving gaze, became curious about the strange focus: "Then you still dare to use him?"

"Because it's cheap." The landlord of Matsui House became honest now, "His salary is less than half of yours."

zero:"……"

"That's all for now, think about it."

After saying these words, the owner of Matsui House walked up the winding stairs after watching the business downstairs.

The guests coming and going changed from batch to batch, and the wandering girls who walked out of the house had different postures, only the smiles on their faces were carved out of the same mold.

Zero shrugged and turned around, but when he turned the aisle, in the shadow of the corner, he suddenly saw the prostitute Taro leaning against the wall painted with Ukiyo-e.

His expression was as cold and stern as always, and he was still playing with his pair of scythes that looked like they had been used for a long time, with old wooden handles and only sharp blades.

"I heard it all." The prostitute Taro looked Ling up and down, but slowly laughed.

The young man may want to show that kind of smile that is half-smile that makes people frightened at first sight, but under the lingering and flickering lights in the room, he looks like a trapped beast showing its fangs and sharp teeth, just to Protect your appearance.

"Aren't you still at the door just now?" Zero wanted to go up and smooth his hair that was tied up without tidying it up, but was slapped on the back of the hand by the prostitute Taro and slapped it away.

"Yo? Are you losing your temper?"

"..." Seeing that he didn't take what happened before as a serious matter at all, the prostitute Taro didn't know how to describe his heart that was fluttering over there, "You leave Xiaomei, why don't you leave?" Yes, stay away from me."

After a while, he said harshly again: "What do you want from us?!"

"Why didn't you wear new clothes?" Hearing this question, Ling answered irrelevantly and asked in an anticlimactic manner. Seeing that the prostitute Taro's expression froze there, he said slowly, "Xiaomei likes that material very much, right? The merchants in Kyoto will do business..."

The prostitute Taro came back to his senses, blushing and interrupted him: "Forget it, even if you make clothes for Xiaomei—"

"Well, I didn't give it to you specially. I just tore a piece of cloth to make two more small ones, but I couldn't fit them."

Thoughtfully found a reason for the boy, Zero saw that the prostitute Taro was obviously struggling over there, and the force with which he lifted it was like a loose ball, which deflated bit by bit.

In the end, he nodded painfully as if sticking to the bottom line: "You...don't let us call you or your father."

The boy's expression looked extremely uncomfortable, and he looked up at Zero frequently, as if he was saying that I want to be friends with you, but you want me to call you dad.

"...how inappropriate this is."

Zero and him looked at each other, and tacitly brushed off the topic together.

The two walked downstairs while chatting about other things, and it was almost time to close the door and stop accepting outsiders. Ling stood at the door and glanced at the desolate street, and suddenly his eyes froze.

The prostitute Taro tugged on his black clothes and said, "It's not a special day, changing clothes... what are you looking at?"

"Shh, don't make a sound."

At the end of the street, two figures came chasing me one after the other. He didn't know the woman dressed as a girl in front of him, and the person chasing after the girl who looked panicked was not a ghost who had seen it once. Is it the water column that kills the team?

... It's almost the time of the Chinese New Year, and the Ghost Killing Team is starting to rush for performance again?