I live longer than the incomparable

On weekday mornings, crowds of people on the street rushed in their respective directions mechanically and busyly.

At the end of winter, the coastal city of Yokohama is filled with the humidity of the sea breeze, and there is water vapor invisible to the naked eye floating in the air.The eight hundred bhikkuni who was walking on the road wore a caramel-colored long coat. She raised her hand slightly, and gently smoothed her wind-torn hair, when she suddenly heard the voice of greeting from behind.

"Ah, the weather is really nice today, is Miss Yabai going to the coffee shop?"

The tall young man in a sand-colored windbreaker put his hands in his pockets and walked a few steps towards her, parallel to her.

A few years ago, Babaichuni bought the first floor of an office building with his savings and opened a coffee shop there. The second floor of the same building is a law firm, and the third floor is still vacant. , the fourth floor is where the young man who greeted her—Osamu Dazai works.

[Armed Detective Agency. 】

It is a legal work organization for supernatural beings with a government-issued [Permission to Operate Supernatural Powers].

In today's world, I don't know when, there have been existences among human beings who can use supernatural power, which is different from the abilities obtained by the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad in the past because of using the "breathing method". 】The power they have is closer to the [Blood Ghost Art] in the cognition of eight hundred bhikkhunis.

It's just that they didn't become ghosts, nor did they have any ghost characteristics. Apart from having this special ability, they were no different from ordinary humans.

Probably because he was already used to the other party's acquaintance, Babaichuni turned his face and glanced at him, then quickly withdrew his gaze, landed on the road again, and replied softly: "Yes."

But after walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered something, and said casually, "Mr. Dazai is very early today."

As his partner, Kunikida Doppo would be very pleased to see him go to work on time.

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai laughed, with a brisk tone: "But I don't plan to go to the detective agency so early~ The weather is so good, of course I have to do something meaningful~"

While talking, the black-haired young man turned his face to look at her, and was about to ask her if she would like to die for love together, but he saw that the eight hundred bhikkhuni raised her head unmovingly as if she possessed the ability to read minds. With his right hand, he fully exposed his fingers in front of his eyes.

She said: "If I could die, I would definitely agree to your invitation. It's such a pity. What's more..." Eight hundred bhikuni turned her face slightly: "I'm already married."

"Eh——" Dazai elongated his voice, and said with some regret: "It's like this every time."

On the right ring finger of a woman named Eight Hundred Bikuni, she wears a silver ring that is obviously worn out.

It is clear that her age can only be regarded as about 20 years old at most, but this ring makes people feel like an antique handed down from the last century.

And she herself is the same - she is clearly wearing the most popular style nowadays, and for no reason, it can also make people face a bit of a feeling of a classical beauty who has come out of calligraphy and painting.

In the words of Tanizaki Akemi, a high school student who also works part-time at the Armed Detective Agency, this is probably the so-called temperament of a mature woman.

——Although judging from her appearance alone, she doesn't seem to be too mature.

Although every time Osamu Dazai wanted to find her to die in love, she would always use that ring as a rejection, but since they have known each other for so long, even Osamu Dazai has never seen a trace of her mysterious "husband" .

That's exactly what makes people suspicious——

"Does Miss Eight Hundred's husband really exist?"

Tanizaki Akemi, who bought hot drinks from the first floor, distributed them to everyone, and thought of her when she was resting in the tea room, and she happened to be sitting opposite her to drink tea with Akiko Yosano, so she casually said: "Maybe It’s just that I despise Dazai for being too annoying, so I might as well make up an excuse.”

"It's really too much with Dr. Yosano, and Mr. Dazai is not so annoying." Akemi Tanizaki said, suddenly remembered something: "But it seems that they have known each other for a long time..."

Speaking of this, Yosano Akiko also remembered that when Dazai came to report as a newcomer, he seemed to have already met the owner of the coffee shop downstairs, Yabaichuni.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this reason that she allowed Dazai to run down again and again and not pay back the credit.

When they had just talked here, they heard Kunikida Doppo's angry roar from the office next door, and they knew exactly who the object of his anger was.

Even before Dazai Osamu joined the Armed Detective Agency, Kunikida Doppo had always given everyone in the detective agency the impression that he was a calm and reliable colleague.

Thinking of Kunikida Doppo in the past, Tanizaki Akemi couldn't help but waver a bit, and trusted the possibility that Yosano Akiko casually raised.

Yosano Akiko who also heard Kunikida's heart-piercing roar next door raised her eyebrows and looked at Tanizaki Akemi.

Akemi Tanizaki looked solemn: "I now believe in Dr. Yosano's guess."

Yosano Akiko nodded, put down her crossed legs, and said to Tanizaki Akemi when she got up: "The medicines in the infirmary are not enough, just right, Akemi and I will go out together."

When they went downstairs, they happened to meet the person they were talking about just now in the stairwell. The black-haired woman in a caramel-colored long coat pushed open the store door and came out. When her eyes touched them, she nodded slightly in greeting.

Tanizaki Akemi watched her disappear at the corner of the street, and suddenly felt emotional in her heart, she always felt... Miss Yabai seemed to have a very lonely atmosphere.

Even on the surface, it seems that she should be the kind of person who has a perfect life.

——*——

Eight hundred bhikkhuni saw a familiar figure in the park.

Wearing the same sand-colored long windbreaker as Dazai Osamu's, the young man had short reddish-brown hair and unshaven stubble on his chin. He was standing in front of an old grandmother, who was rambling on wearing something.

As if aware of her gaze, the young man raised his eyes to meet her gaze, his gaze was more like a blank look than calm, and Babaicuni strangely read from this blank gaze. There was a bit of a request.

Reminiscent of Oda Sakunosuke's personality and encounters in his daily life, it is not difficult to guess what kind of problems he is facing now.

Babaichuni walked a few steps to his side, bent down and softly apologized to the grandmother, "My friend is going to work now, maybe I can chat with you after work another day."

Hearing this, the old lady showed a look of pity, but she quickly ended the topic of chatting, and slowly moved towards another direction.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was finally rescued, said in a dull voice: "Thank you, it was a great help."

Among the most frequently late members of the Armed Detective Agency, a young man named Oda Sakunosuke was the second most late, and Dazai Osamu was the first.

It's just that the reason why Oda Sakunosuke was late was different from the intentional Osamu Dazai. He was usually delayed by various things because of his good-natured personality.For example, helping the grandmother cross the road on the road, helping the children pick up things, and even being stopped by the elderly to chat... All kinds of weird things will become obstacles on his way to work.

If it wasn't for the fact that Babai Kuni just passed by, I'm afraid he would be dragged and chatted for a long time today, and he wouldn't let him go until the old lady said she was tired.

For his character of never rejecting others, Kunikida Doppo has taught him many times, but every time he can only end in failure. Over time, he seems to have compromised, because there are still people in the detective agency who are far more powerful than weaving. Tian Sakunosuke needs a lesson even more.

It has to be said that Osamu Dazai is a top player who draws hatred no matter where he is. When Yao Bikuni first met him, the other party's job was far more dangerous and shady than it is now. A much more terrifying existence.

After Oda Sakunosuke dryly thanked him, he didn't know what to say, but Yabaichuni reminded: "You are already late."

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly remembered that there was still important work to do today, and bowed his head to say goodbye to her.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni watched his back go away, but did not leave in a hurry, but took out the vibrating mobile phone from his pocket, and saw that in the private chat interface, the profile picture displayed a netizen Gan Lejiang with the word "Gan" Incoming message.

[Gan Le Jiang]: [The things are placed in the mailbox near the park on the [-]-chome road, remember to pick them up as soon as possible~]

This is a netizen she met in a chat room. Judging from the way she speaks, she seems to be a girl who is still in school. After hearing that the other party is an information dealer from what she said, Bikkuni asked privately Whether she accepts other business.

[Eh? ] At that time, Gan Lejiang responded to her message almost instantly, and the bubble with the orange border immediately popped up and asked: [What exactly is it? ]

[Prophecy Miko]: [ID card. ]

The identity document in the hands of the eight hundred bhikkhuni was processed more than ten years ago. According to the information on it, her age is nearly 40 years old. It is an inevitable link to accept the baptism of everyone's eyes.

Even from time to time, some women will repeatedly ask her how to maintain her skin so that she can still maintain her current appearance at this age.

Just eat mermaid meat—naturally, I can't tell them such an answer.What's more, even if she really said that, there is a high probability that she will only receive a bunch of responses that think she is joking.

Eight hundred bhikuni originally planned to find someone from the black market to make a new one for him like ten years ago, but by chance, he met [Gan Le Jiang] in the chat room at this time.

Judging from the information occasionally revealed on the other side, it seems that he has a lot of information channels in his hands.So the other party replied: [Of course~] After that, Babaichuni sent his request with the mentality of giving it a try, and got a reply again after a while: [I fully understand!It will be delivered in a few days! ]

But what she didn't know was that after seeing the "identity document" she said at that time, the intelligence dealer sitting in front of the computer, whose real gender was male, was collecting information on the Internet under the account of a girl named "Gan Le Jiang" Orihara Rinya, his actual feelings are completely different from his tone of voice.

Orihara Lin just raised his eyebrows rather bored, and took the order with the mood of no profit.

After all, Orihara Rinya only thought she was a black household or a little girl who ran away from home at that time, but this idea suddenly changed after seeing the certificate request she sent, he stopped holding the mouse, Stare intently at the request on the screen.

The information dealer whose real name is Orihara Rinya suddenly laughed, and some things he had found before emerged in his mind, and he thought, this time he really met an extraordinary person...

——*——

Babaichuni found the mailbox according to the instructions on the chat interface, touched the key stuck at the bottom of the mailbox from the bottom of the mailbox, and got an envelope after opening the mailbox.

When she confirmed her new certificate, she also received a reminder from the other party.

[Gan Le Jiang]: [According to your request, I will help you handle the original identity information as a mother-daughter relationship. After confirming that there is no problem, the balance will be transferred to my new account. Go to the bank and open a new account. ]

Although her name has not changed, she entrusted the other party to deal with the previous identity information of Eight Hundred Bikuni as her [mother].In fact, the eight hundred bhikkhuni originally wanted to cancel it directly, but then thought that under that identity, there were still bank account and real estate information that had not been arranged.

In this case, wait until all the assets are transferred to the new identity information, and then entrust the other party to invalidate them.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni came out to get her new ID card, and it was just right to go to the bank after getting it, so she entered the lobby after the bank's ATM transferred the remaining money to the other party's designated account. Get ready to apply for a new bank card.

But what no one could have imagined was that not long after the eight hundred bhikkhuni sat in the waiting area, a man covered in blood suddenly rushed in from the door, shouting "Help!" Suddenly fell into a panic atmosphere.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni sat in the corner, his eyes fell on the middle-aged man who fell on the floor tiles, and the blood gushed out from the wound, and he could tell at a glance that the wound on his body was probably not injured by an ordinary sharp weapon .

The facts are roughly the same as what she thought. Just as the bank reassured the guests, saying that they had called the police and called the hospital, and the security guards also went to check on the injured man, a strange black cloth suddenly stretched out from the door. Coming in, like a ferocious black beast, he swung away the security guards surrounding the man in an instant, wrapped his legs around him and dragged him all the way to the door.

If the original appearance of the man only caused a little panic in the bank hall, then after the appearance of another person - the man who manipulated the black cloth to drag the bloody man out, the situation in the entire bank hall was completely out of control .

The screams came from nowhere, followed by the noise of the crowd. Everyone was trying to escape through the side door, and the whole hall was in chaos.

Eight hundred bhikkuni lowered his head slightly and looked at the new certificate in his hand, thinking that the bank might not be able to handle business today.

She raised her face and looked outside the door. She was standing at the gate, manipulating her black windbreaker and turning into a beast, and the man who was probably his target had already left. The flock to flee proved the enormous influence he brought.

After the crowd was almost gone, Bhikkhuni Babai got up and went out. She didn't pay attention to the surprised and terrified eyes of those staff members who were looking at her, and the expression on her face was not the slightest wave.

In fact, she barely knew about the boy who appeared at the door of the bank and dragged the man out of the bank.

That boy belongs to the most vicious organization in Yokohama - Port Mafia.

Even in that kind of organization, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is also known as the existence of "Black Dog of Disaster".

As soon as the eight hundred bhikkhuni thought of the port Mafia, another person about the port Mafia couldn't help appearing in his mind.At this moment, the phone in her pocket vibrated again - it was a private chat message from Gan Lejiang.

[Gan Le Jiang]: [There is one thing I forgot to say just now, it seems that someone has been collecting information about you, but I don’t know who it is...]

[Gan Le Jiang]: [By the way, I have also received the balance, thank you for your patronage~]

Looking at the message sent on the lit screen, Babaichuni's eyes sank, she took a few steps to the side, and stopped her footsteps.

When she saw Gan Lejiang saying that someone was collecting her information, a person appeared subconsciously in the mind of Eight Hundred Bikuni.

That was a... logically speaking, a person who should not be remembered anymore.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni unconsciously touched the ring on her hand, and after she felt a hard touch from her fingertips, she remembered the last time she saw the person who gave this ring to her.

It has been nearly a hundred years since then.

At that moment, she had an idea—an idea that might kill her.

And the reason why this idea was born was also because she knew that there was also a part of her in Onimui Tsuji's body.

Those long years in the past have undergone strange changes in the body of Yabai Bikkuni, which gave her the ability to transcend human understanding-this refers not only to the ability to prophesy, but also... what will come to Gui Wu Tsuji Musai [Death], through the part of his body that belongs to him, is transferred to himself.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni has never done such a thing, and there is no example for reference, that is to say, even she herself does not know what the result will be.

At that time, there are many possible scenarios.Either the power played a role, and one of them died and the other lived alone, or they died together or lived together.

Perhaps because of the side effect of this ability, the eight hundred bhikkhuni did not wake up immediately after the tragic death of Oniwu Tsujimu, but opened his eyes in the coffin after he was buried for an unknown amount of time.

The old man who passed by the place where she was buried in the middle of the night heard the voice coming from the ground. He dug up the soil with awe and fear, and dug out the eight hundred bhikkhunis who had awakened from the ground.

Later, this old man with no relatives and no reason gave her a temporary place to stay, and left his small savings to her before he died.

After that, the eight hundred bhikkunis never heard of any traces of [ghosts], nor did they hear anything about [ghost killing teams].

Based on her understanding of Oni Mai Tsuji's past character, if he is still alive, he will probably use his own blood to create new oni as before, and then go to revenge on the humans of the Demon Slayer Squad.

But she hadn't heard any wind of it at all, nor had she heard any weird rumors.

It's as if... Onimai Tsuji Muyou really died at that time.

It's hard to say how the eight hundred bhikkhunis feel. Recalling their distorted fate that began because of deception, there will always be only violence and blood around them.

But in a trance, Babai Khuni remembered Gui Wu Tsuji's inadvertent gaze at her. He stood in the distance and watched her from a distance, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gentle light.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis stood on the side of the street in a daze, but suddenly a shadow appeared in front of them.A young man with short black hair, but the ends of his sideburns were pale as if faded, stood silently in front of her at some point.

"Long time no see, Miss Eight Hundred."

Eight hundred bhikkuni raised his eyes and saw his face, and said softly, "Long time no see, Akutagawa-kun."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Yabaichuni met a long time ago. Akutagawa, who had not joined the port of Mafia at that time, was wandering on the streets of the slums with his younger sister and other children of similar age.

There used to be a well-meaning bakery owner who took pity on their young, so they often put food such as bread and milk in a basket at the door, and when they went to retrieve the basket every night, the basket would become empty.

And the owner of the shop was none other than the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni who opened a shop nearby in the past.

Because her own existence is too special, there is no reason for Babaichuni to adopt any children. All she can do is to give them some food as much as she can, so that these children who have experienced the cruelty of reality too early can have a chance to be full. .

But after a certain day, the basket she left at the door was never empty again.

The children stopped coming to pick up the food, and Babaichuni also learned from the shopkeeper next door that someone seemed to have heard gunshots in the nearby woods a few days ago.

People who open shops near the slums are generally forced by life, but Babai Kuni is an exception. She was only cheated by the real estate agent at the beginning, and she didn't know the special location of the shop until she bought it.

It's just that Babaichuni doesn't really mind this kind of thing, no matter where it is, it doesn't make much difference to her-after staying in one place for a few years, she usually looks for a new place to stay Place.

So Yabaichuni, who had been there for several years, sold the shop not long after, and then bought the first floor of the same building as the Armed Detective Agency and converted it into a coffee shop. .

Recalling the past time is only a moment, and Yaobikuni does not think that Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was called "unintentional mad dog" by the people nearby in the past, will deliberately meet her one day after many years. Run over to say hello.

The fact did not meet her expectation, because Akutagawa Ryunosuke quickly revealed his intention of coming from his words.

The thin, pale boy covered his face with his hands, coughed softly, and said in a calm voice, "Someone in the black market has issued a reward for you."

Eight hundred bhikkuni immediately understood his purpose.

She suddenly linked this information with Gan Lejiang's reminder to her just now, and when she raised her brows slightly, she glanced around calmly.

This place is on the street, and there are people coming and going, if it is an ordinary member of Mafia at the port, maybe there are some scruples, but it is another matter if the other party is Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

These years have caused many sensations in Yokohama. The black dog of port Mafia, who has always posted a reward order on the wall of the police station, never cares about where he performs his mission, let alone worry about it. How many casualties did he cause while performing the mission.

There is a small alley less than 20 meters away from where they are standing. This is a small alley that the [-]-year-old bhikuni accidentally saw when passing by just now. After introducing Akutagawa Ryunosuke into the alley and then throwing away the other party, theoretically speaking totally doable.

However, before she actually implemented it, she suddenly saw another figure.

"Hey~" A lively tone came from their sides, and the young man in a long black trench coat came to them with a look of surprise, opened his arms with a bright smile, and embraced the eight hundred bhikkhuni into his arms : "It's really good - I haven't seen each other for a long time! Babai~"

Yabaichuni closed his eyes when the other party's hair brushed his face. Compared with how to get rid of such trivial things as Akutagawa Ryunosuke, how to deal with the big/trouble in front of him is a question that needs more thinking.

Her eyes darkened, and she called out the other person's name: "Tong Mo."

It wasn't the Tong Mo she knew, but... probably the reincarnated Tong Mo.

White oak hair color, colorful irises, and the same carefree smile as before.Except for the number [Shangxian [-]] no longer in the eyes, even the bloody red pool on the top of the hair still remains.

To be honest, when seeing Tong Mo again after nearly a hundred years, Bhikkhuni Babai even felt a little startled.

——This was the first time she saw the so-called reincarnation.

Eight Hundred Bhikkuni has met many people in the past long years. She has seen countless scenes of parting from life and death, but she has never seen a dead person appear before her again—in the form of reincarnation.

The reason why she confirmed that the other party was reincarnated and not the original Tong Mo was because she saw the scene of the other party appearing in the sun with her own eyes. Not only that, but she also saw him eat human food later, but she did not show the slightest difference .

This fact is enough to make Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni panic.

What's more, when the other party saw her for the first time, he smiled and said to her: "I feel like I've seen you somewhere."

When he said such words, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni had the rare thought of wanting to escape.

If you really want to count it, the eight hundred bhikkhuni was eager to leave the slum area and there was a bit of the influence of childhood. At that time, he was clearly a candidate for the cadre of the port Mafia, but he always found various reasons to come to the bakery to meet her. He even sent her gifts from time to time, so high-profile that even the people in the port Mafia knew that he had someone he was [pursuing].

So when she sold the store, she also changed her contact information, trying to avoid Tongmo.

Not knowing the exact past between them, Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned simply because of such a scene.

He retained his basic respect for the cadres, but when the other party disrupted his actions, he reminded him aloud: "Mr. Tong Mo, the eight hundred bhikkhunis are the target of my mission."

Tong Mo heard his voice, as if he only realized the existence of Akutagawa Ryunosuke at this time, and showed a very regrettable look when Yabaishuni retreated from his arms.

"If it's about the reward on the black market, Akutagawa-kun don't need to worry..." Tong Mo suppressed the look on his face, and said with a half smile, "Because I'm the one who announced the reward! "

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was stunned on the spot.

In the past, when Mr. Dazai was still at the port of Mafia, someone once compared the two of them, not referring to their ability, but... their frightening, out-of-the-box behavior.

They seem to be no longer on the same line with the way of thinking of normal humans, and they seem to be incompatible with this world. They have always been the most elusive existence in the port Mafia.

Even after Mr. Dazai defected from the port of Mafia, there was a moment's suspicion that Tong Mo would choose the same path.

The corners of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's lips tightened, as if he was being choked up, he said bluntly, "But this is my task."

Hearing this, Tong Mo sighed, and spread his hands helplessly: "Ah, Mr. Akutagawa is so inflexible, you have already said that I am the employer, so just treat it as the task has been completed, and then I will Send the reward amount to the agreed account..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke wanted to say that it wasn't about money, but when he was about to speak, a hand was gently put on his shoulder, and Tong Mo's face was close at hand.

He said blankly, "Mr. Dazai won't like this kind of subordinate."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni appreciated the whole process of the young man's face from pale to pale.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes widened, his pupils constricted, such an ugly expression made people worry whether he could continue to stand still.

But Ryunosuke Akutagawa not only stood firm, but also gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Then... I will take my leave."

The eight hundred bhikkhuni did not intervene in a single sentence, but simply watched them.

——*——

When Tong Mo handed her her mobile phone, Babai Bikuni felt a little headache.

Seeing that she had no intention of taking it over, Tong Mo lowered his head slightly and lowered his voice as if he was acting like a baby: "Is Babai going to reject me? It's been a long time since we met again. This can be considered fate, right? ?”

——Even the personality is as familiar as ever.

This is more than an ordinary fate, if it is another situation, even if it is destined, it can be counted.

But Babaichuni raised her palm in front of him, and said clearly to him, "I've already said it, I'm married."

What responded to her was Tong Mo showing a sharp canine smile: "I have asked someone to check it, but I didn't find any information about Babai being married~"

This smile can be called "cute", even though the person in front of him has already reached the age of being called "youth", but his eyes don't seem to be stained with the slightest haze, they are always as transparent as glass bright.

Those thick and gorgeous brilliance flowed in his eyes, and he held them all in front of the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

The woman standing in front of him was silent for a long time, and then lowered her eyelids.She suddenly realized that she should confirm a question: "I heard that someone has been collecting information about me, is that person you?"

Wen Yan Tongmo did not deny it, "Because Babai moved away without even saying hello, and I didn't know where to find you, so I had to ask someone for help. But the news of Babai is really super-hard Inquire..."

For some reason, Bhikkhuni Baba felt a little strange emotion in his heart, it was not touched by Tong Mo's [affection], but an emotion almost regrettable.

When she heard about this incident, she actually had another guess.

Perhaps it was someone other than Tong Mo who had been collecting her information all this time.

But such speculation was denied when Tong Mo acquiesced, and the white-oak-haired young man seemed to have noticed her sudden slump, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, and said to her: "It's almost noon, eight hundred Shall we go to lunch together?"

"No," Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni refused, "I have others..."

Before he finished speaking, Tong Mo handed her his mobile phone again: "Then you can owe it first, and we can eat together when we meet next time."

After realizing the other party's persistence, Eight Hundred Bhikkuni reluctantly took the phone. She entered her number, handed it to the other party, and planned to leave.

But at this moment, Tong Mo stood in front of her and dialed the number in front of her.

——The phone in her pocket didn't move at all.

The smile on Tong Mo's face was playful, he stared at Babaichuni but didn't speak, he pressed the speakerphone, so that Babaichuni also heard the voice from the receiver asking who the other party was.

Eight Hundred Bhikkuni, who lost a number casually, fell silent.

Seeing her like this, the smile on Tong Mo's face slowly subsided, and he asked softly: "Does Miss Babai hate me?"

Eight hundred bhikkhuni raised her face, her eyes clearly reflected his figure, but her words were merciless.

She said softly, "Yes."

In fact, does Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni hate Tong Mo? The answer is definitely no. She has witnessed the birth and growth of this child with her own eyes, and she has leaned in his arms to welcome her [death] at the last moment.

But the current Tong Mo is no longer the Tong Mo she knew, everything in the past is over, he is no longer a [ghost], and has the qualification to live as a [human].

This also just shows that he should pursue his own life instead of continuing to indulge in his unexplained affection for her.

So the eight hundred bhikkhuni said to him: "Don't come to me again."