"Miss Song."

The sound that came from my ears was very calm, like a stream gurgling down the mountain, or like the wind slowly passing through the forest.

"Anything else?"

I lowered my head and looked at the young master, who sat quietly on the spot with lowered eyes.

The lord raised his head slowly, his face was as immature as his age, but his black eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night, as if he wanted to see the deepest part of a person's heart at a glance.

I subconsciously looked at the teacup on the small table, avoiding the meeting of eyes.

The wind carried the fragrance of wisteria flowers, and above the sky, there were layers of white clouds, leaving and coming with the wind, and under the sky, bright and dark.

Hula la gust of wind, rolling the petals of the wisteria flower, gently tapping on the tea bowl, causing waves of ripples in the tea.

"Did Miss Ge grow up with Mr. Yuanyi?" The young protagonist smiled slightly, easing the tense atmosphere a little.

I paused, not understanding why he would ask, "Is there a problem?"

"Although it's very impolite, but..." The lord is still sitting upright on the cushion placed on the floor, "I think Miss Ge and Mr. Yuanyi give people different feelings. Miss Ge seems to be wandering around life day and night. between death and death."

There is the sound of hula-la wind in my ears, and the fragrance of wisteria flowers blown by the wind fills my nostrils.

I was silent.

Children, although the other party is an early married child who married a wife at the age of 14, but this kind of kid is really very intuitive in some respects.This kind of intuition, which is so keen that it can be said to be terrifying, is very similar to Quanna.

Compared to Quanna and the lord, I am a fool at the age of 14.

When the lord said these words, I didn't speak, but lowered my eyes and looked quietly at the petals of the wisteria flower in the tea bowl. The purple petals rippled in the water and spread towards the edge.

I avoided this topic on purpose, and the protagonist also kindly did not talk about this topic again.

When I got back to the house where I lived, I almost collapsed on the tatami like a dead salted fish.

This kind of horrible intuition is indeed the most troublesome little ghost. That kind of terrifying intuition alone can tear out the bloody wounds that I have hidden for a long time.

Although the other party didn't have any malicious intentions and didn't investigate deeply, but this kind of wound would feel pain even if touched.

How long can I avoid these pasts?

I have been hiding blindly for more than ten years. Fate mercifully allowed me to meet Yuanyi and escape for more than ten years. One day, these shady pasts will reappear in front of me in a form I couldn't think of, and tear me apart bloody. When the time comes, I'm not sure I can take the pain.

At that time, it was already painful, and when it comes again, the pain will be far more painful than I imagined.

"Do not be afraid."

In his mind, there are hair tails of the same color as flames and gently swaying sun wheel earrings, and his cheeks are the warmth of his palms.

I take a deep breath.

I will no longer be afraid, and if there is going to be blood, so be it.

I can't escape.

The Ubuyashiki Mansion covers a really large area, and there are members of the Demon Slayers gathered from all over the place.

After that severe beating, except for Yan Shoulang, the other four swordsmen did not slow down, and Qi Qi was sent to the Butterfly House.

On the east side of where Yuanyi and I live, you can reach Butterfly House within a cup of tea.

Wisteria flowers bloom all year round in Diewu, just like its name, it is like the residence of butterflies, all year round, butterflies are flying among the wisteria flowers.

The Butterfly House is the logistics department of the Ghost Slaying Team. Most of its members are members of the Ghost Slaying Team who have no talent for swordsmanship, but they have an extraordinary obsession with killing ghosts. Butterfly House, which needs logistical support, is equivalent to the hospital in Konoha Village if I want to give an example.

The manager of Butterfly House is a very gentle girl who is about the same age as my body. The previous manager was her mother. After her mother passed away, this child of the same age inherited her mother’s last wish. After becoming a mother, she became the manager of the Butterfly House.

On the day after beating Yan Shoulang's group, the five swordsmen Qiqi were rushed to the Butterfly House by the support staff belonging to Butterfly House who appeared suddenly like cucumbers.

On the first day I went to Butterfly House, I didn't see that girl.

In the early morning of the next day, Yuanyi hadn't come back yet, but the little owl Cangshoulang found the place where I lived early, and came to be beaten sincerely. After being whipped by me, he threw himself on the street and was carried all the way by me Sent to the Butterfly House, the father and son were lying together in the Butterfly House's ward.

With the blessing of these two men, I met the manager of Butterfly House.

The other party was a gentle-looking little girl, with a long ponytail neatly tied up, and the butterfly earrings on her head were so exquisitely crafted that the texture of the butterfly's wings was clearly depicted.

The little girl has soft eyebrows and eyes, and when she smiles, she has two dimples, she looks like a very gentle girl.

My first impression of the little girl was pretty good, but she felt a little familiar to me.

Then when she gave Yan Shoulang rehabilitation training and cracked Yan Shoulang's arm with a smile on her face, I knew what was going on with this familiar feeling.

Whirlpool Mito.

This girl gives me the feeling that she resembles Uzumaki Mito.

It's probably the feeling I got from being a violent nanny.

Violent treatment, efficient recovery.

"Ah, are you Miss Song who has just joined the Ghost Killing Squad?" The little girl smiled with crooked eyebrows, her eyes were like a pair of crescent moons, "Would you like to have a full body check?"

Recalling a wave of oppression by Uzumaki Mito in the hospital, my body shook involuntarily.

I declined her offer.

The little girl was a little disappointed, but she still said: "If Miss Ge is unwell, please come to the Butterfly House to find me. I am Butterfly."

I:"……"

I declined her offer.

Butterfly, her name has the same name as these fairies flapping their wings and playing among the wisteria flowers.

I think this girl has her eyes on me.

Never offend her in the future.

It is common sense among those who work in our industry that it is common sense to die rather than offend medical practitioners.

It would be too embarrassing for Bao Buqi to belch in the hands of the violent nanny of his own camp before he died on the battlefield one day.

"I heard that Miss Ge once cut off the head of a ghost by herself, right?" the little girl named Butterfly asked me.

I paused, "Yes."

Butterfly fanned her eyelashes, which were as slender as butterfly wings, "That's great."

I think there is something hidden in this girl's eyes, like envy, anger, longing, and helplessness. All kinds of emotions are intertwined like messy lines, creating a little girl with a complicated heart.

The little girl's eyebrows and eyes are soft, and there is always a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, but I clearly feel that she doesn't want to smile at all.

"Can I ask Miss Ge for advice if I have a chance?" Butterfly smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked.

"Okay." I frowned, and told the little girl the location of my residence, "You can find me here."

"Hi, I will definitely go," said Butterfly.

"Miss Song!"

Sitting on the hospital bed, one big and one small owls waved their hands vigorously to greet me, even their movements were exactly the same.

The corner of my mouth twitched.

"How is the injury?"

The beds of two owls, one big and one small, are adjacent to each other. The girls in the Butterfly House decided that the two owls were father and son, so they arranged them in adjacent beds.

I sat on the chair placed between the two beds.

Cang Shoulang didn’t need to lie on the bed due to his injuries, but he was beaten up all morning by me, and he was extremely tired. The girls in Butterfly House gave him a full-body examination and provided him with a bed to rest.

"Very good!" Yan Shoulang's eyes sparkled, "I feel that the confrontation with Miss Ge has benefited a lot. These days, I thank Miss Ge for teaching Gouzi!"

I stared intently at the father and son, one and the other were so energetic and enthusiastic that they could almost be regarded as idiots.

"If it wasn't for that Tuxia seat, maybe you can survive."

In my mind, I recalled the other party's Tuxiazao with his forehead on the ground, thinking whether to let the butterfly check his brain.

"Hi! I will correct it! Miss Song, please continue... er... give us a severe beating!" Yan Shoulang beeped loudly.

Also "we", have you asked your son's opinion?

Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the little owl, and found that the other party was lying down. Although I seemed to beat him up this morning, he was still in good spirits.

I:"……"

Both father and son have problems.

The wards in the Butterfly House are very tidy, the sunlight shines through the windows and casts on the neat bedding, and through the windows, you can also see butterflies flying among the wisteria flowers.

I looked at these butterflies casually, gradually fascinated.

"By the way, Mr. Yuanyi is almost back, right?" Yan Shoulang winked at me.

I was taken aback.

"Hum, I have to report to the lord when I get back." Yan Shoulang said, "It's almost home by this time."

"Miss Ge isn't going home?" Yan Shoulang smiled.

I casually grabbed a fruit from the basket placed in the cabinet next to the hospital bed, and stuffed it into Yan Shoulang's mouth.

"Eat yours, talk more."

So I left Butterfly House without looking back.

I didn't think about anything, I walked all the way back on the path paved with stone slabs under my feet, and the stone slabs under my feet were trampled.

The clouds in the sky came and went, went and came again, and after casting a shadow on the ground, they left again, casting the sun on the ground.

The fence in front of the courtyard appeared in sight, and it was closed neatly. The wisteria flowers in the fence poked out their heads, and there were a few butterflies jumping on the top of the tree. They were still the same as when I left, and they were not pushed away. Mark of.

My hand rested on the railing, and my heart sank.

Also, how could it be possible to come back so soon after the first mission, and it was only three days before and after going out.

I really live more and more.

I have lived so many years in vain.

I pushed open the railing and saw the paper door that had been pulled open. I was a little puzzled. When I went out, I remembered that I had closed the door.

"Meow."

A fluffy head protruded from among the wisteria flowers, followed by paws, a body, and a gently wagging tail.

A cat with three-coloured fur.

Appears to be very small, not an adult, or a cub.

The little guy touched the wisteria flower petals on his head, sticking out his little pink tongue, just like the group of cats in my impression, licking his paws gracefully and reservedly.

"Meow."

Someone picked it up.

I saw the crimson hair tail, like a long-burning flame, and the sun disk earrings swaying gently in the wind.

"Yuanyi."

"Song."

He was hugging the tricolor kitten, the sun pouring down from above his head seemed to be cut into pieces, and fell into his eyes profusely.

The flow of time seemed to slow down, and he didn't know how long it took before he spoke.

Yuanyi hugged the tricolor kitten, "Can we raise it?"

"Of course." I said, "but you have to give it a bath. Cats don't like water. They always kick around in the water after taking a bath. You have to take it out for a walk from time to time."

Yuan Yi looked at the three-colored cat seriously, and finally nodded and agreed.

"Did you eat?" I asked.

"No." Yuan Yi answered honestly, hugging the cat.

"Wait a minute, I'll make you something to eat." I walked towards the kitchen.

"Song." Yuanyi's voice sounded from behind.

I stopped in my tracks, and I heard the sound of hula-la in my ears, and the broken hair on my forehead swept across my cheeks, a little itchy.

"I'm back," he said.

"Well, welcome back," I said.

The wind brought our voices to each other's ears, gentle and delicate.

The author has something to say:

Teammate A: You should bring some souvenirs for your family when you go out!Having said that, Yuanyi must be a man with a wife!Don't you think about bringing some souvenirs back to your family?

Yuanyi: ...What do you like about songs? [Automatically ignore "Yuan Yi is a man with a wife"]

Teammate B: Girls should like kittens very much!My sister likes kittens the most!

Yuanyi: Oh good, it turns out that Ge likes kittens. 【Hug the three-flowered cat ing.】

Sanhuamao: meow~

Song: ...【Look at Sanhuamao jpg.】

Yuanyi: [Stay——]

Song: Well raised!Anyway, I already have one!It's okay to raise another one!

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