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[The research and development of the human-changing drug is going well. The wisteria seeds you provided have greatly relieved the pressure on the Ghost Killing Team, allowing us to invest more money and energy in the research and development of drugs.The second generation of human-changing medicine has been developed, and the experiment has been carried out on the body of the upper string and has been successful. Small doses of medicine will be decomposed by the ghost's body, and a large dose of medicine must be injected at one time. The conservative dosage of liquid medicine is 1000cc .Currently, the physical condition of Shangxian II is being monitored and recorded, so as to improve the prescription in the future.Attached are the experimental data records and human-changing drug samples. 】

Taki Wakaba read the letter sent to her by Yuya Ubuyashiki, copied the paper with the experimental data into her mind, lit the letter paper and burned it.She put a sample of the human-changing drug on the table, which looked like a bottle of unremarkable perfume.

After thinking about it, she took a pen and wrote a reply letter, and she planned to send it along with two bottles of her blood.Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi can perceive the state of other ghosts, and injecting Taki Wakaba's blood into the ghosts can react with them and hinder this induction.

[If the next improvement is successful, be sure to send me more than an effective dose of medicine. 】

Taki Wakaba finished writing the last sentence, put everything in the package and sent it.

Today is cloudy, the sky is dim, and the light is not very good.

Taki Ruoye saw Nightmare standing on the cliff by the sea, her hair was pushed back by the sea breeze, and she stood motionless.

"Oh, why did he run up there, how dangerous!" The proprietress of the hotel followed Taki Ruoye's line of sight to see Nightmare, and exclaimed.

She and her husband have opened a hotel by the sea, and the best room is a bedroom with a large window facing the sea, which has been rented by these three guests for a week.She didn't want anything to happen to these wealthy guests.

"Don't worry, I'll go and have a look." Taki Ruoye said.

"Okay, pay attention to safety, let him come up quickly."

Taki Ruoye walked to the edge of the cliff, jumped off, and landed right next to Nightmare: "What are you looking at?"

"This can be regarded as relaxing yourself. Our lifespan is very long, and we always have to find something to pass the time." Nightmare always had the same smile on his face, "Thanks to you, I have lived a leisurely life. These days are just like human beings, having fun everywhere, looking at the beautiful scenery, playing popular games, even blood ghosts are useless.”

"Are you bored?"

"No. Isn't that lord very happy? I seem to have found some fun in my previous life. Unexpectedly, that lord created a ghost stronger than him. Maybe the real ghost king should not be him, but you. right."

"Is it necessary to fight for the title of Ghost King?"

"I am obsessed with that lord because of his incomparable strength. Your strength is even better than his. I can see this clearly. Being strong enough can cover up other shortcomings, and even praise the shortcomings as something that can be praised. "Nightmare said, "Several people in the upper string seem to be dead."

"Yes, a few died."

"It can only be that they died at the hands of the Ghost Killing Team. The roster has not changed for more than 100 years, but several of them have gone one after another during this time."

"Are you worried?"

"Anyway, I'm not the one who died. And I've been replaced by you, and I'm glad for that." Nightmare's smile deepened, "You are not only stronger than him, but also smarter than him. If he has your Brain, I'm afraid the Ghost Killing Squad is already dead."

"Now can you freely comment on whether Wu Mi is smart or not? Your obsession with him has disappeared really fast."

"I am still deeply impressed by his strength, but with you as a comparison, my horizons have been broadened."

"You two! Didn't you say to persuade him to come up?! Why did you go down too?!" The proprietress came over and shouted standing on top of them.

"We'll go up right away." Taki Ruoye didn't climb up the rock wall, but jumped up in three steps under the surprised eyes of the proprietress.

"Young people nowadays are so physically fit." The proprietress sighed and patted Nightmare's thin chest, "I never thought you would look so weak, even if you have courage and strength."

Taki Ruoye said, "Miss Boss, I'm going to check out today."

"That's right, it's today. You've already seen all the sights around here. Let me tell you, it's best to stay in my hotel to see the sea!"

The proprietress saw Oni Wu Tsuji approaching, and patted Oni Wu Tsuji's chest again, and touched it up and down twice, making Oni Wu Tsuji's face pale, "If you want to come this season every year, call to make an appointment ! Otherwise, the best room won’t be available, and my old man will give you the business card later.”

"This proprietress really likes to take advantage." Nightmare lightly complained.

"Where do you want to go next?" Taki Wakaba looked at Oni Wu Tsuji. He was wearing a shirt and shorts. A small crab was caught on his leg, and he refused to let go of the crab claw. aware.

"You decide."

"I saw a mansion in a mountain before, so let's go there."

Nightmare was driving a car on the mountain road.This road was originally built for the development of high-end residential areas, but the developer failed to invest and did not get the expected income, so it has been half-deadly operating, and even the flat road is covered with a layer of yellow sand.

Looking out of the window is the green color of a jungle. When ordinary people see a villa or mansion in it, they will involuntarily think of a haunted house and the house where the protagonist in a horror movie lives. But the three of them are ghosts, so there is no need worry about this problem.

After arriving at the mansion, Taki Wakaba walked in with a rectangular suitcase, stepped on the yellow fallen leaves with his heels, and sank into the soft soil.After removing the chains of Oni Wu Tsuji, and the tent made up of Amazono Yunjian and Yaodao Silee, Taki Wakaba himself became the reins that restrained Oni Wu Tsuji.

Onimai Tsuji Muchan once said that if Taki Wakaba came out of Ise Shrine, he would have health, and he wanted to do meaningless things with Taki Wakaba.That's about it now.

Taki Wakaba set up an easel in the room on the second floor, piled the paint boxes aside, and began to complete the illustrations commissioned by the newspaper.

Nightmare lifted the dust cover covering the furniture and cleaned it meticulously.

"Are you drawing again?" Ghost Mai Tsuji asked.

"Yes, I have been in charge of illustrations for a serial novel. Recently, I have not been drawing diligently, just for the delivery of the manuscript."

"Aren't you going to paint me?" Ghost Mai Tsuji walked to the easel.

"I've drawn it before, and I've drawn it a lot."

"When did this happen?"

"It was just a few years ago. If I didn't draw it down, I was afraid that I would forget it after a long time."

"Although I don't have your portrait, I still remember you, so you don't have to be afraid." Guiwu Tsuji paused, "Then, can you draw me again?"

"Wait a minute, I'm just finishing this one."

"I want it now." Onimai Tsuji Muchan held Taki Wakaba's hand and began to outline the lines.

When Oni Wu Tsuji drew the outline of the face, Taki Wakaba had a strong premonition that Oni Wu Tsuji would definitely paint himself very ugly.Although the corners of his mouth are raised now and he looks very relaxed and happy, but when he finishes painting and looks at the ugly things he drew, he will definitely not be able to laugh.

Taki Wakaba's ten years of art skills have now been taken out completely. She holds the pen with greater strength, subtly changing the traces of the pen's movement.

Ah, Taki Wakaba is coaxing that adult again.Cleanliness Nightmare glanced over there indistinctly.

"My painting is not bad, although there are only a few strokes, but it is full of charm." Guiwu Tsuji said, looking at the painting carefully.

Although Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi is not good at painting, his taste is not bad, and he can boast of it calmly.

"Okay, I'm going to get serious about drawing, you can do other things first."

"This portrait is here with you, is it a little different?"

"Indeed, it's very different from your hands."

After Taki Wakaba finished the drawing, she called the post office the next day, and asked the postman to come to pick up the drawing at an extra fee and send it to a newspaper office in Tokyo Prefecture.

Taki Wakaba was generous and gave the courier an extra tip, which refreshed the sweaty courier.

"Afterwards, if there is mail, you can send it directly to me and just hand it over to me. I will pay an extra fee."

"no problem!"

The postman replied excitedly, and he glanced at Oni Wu Tsuji and Nightmare who were looking at him in the room, and quickly looked away.

Living in a desolate mansion in the suburbs, young men and women with fair skin and beauty like dolls are just like vampires in western legends.

In the following month, Taki Wakaba received and sent some mails one after another, and Oni Wu Tsuji never asked about it, and it was all receipts from the newspaper and Taki Wakaba's sketches.Nightmare was a little curious, but he never probed or asked questions.

The last day of the month was a thunderstorm.

In the evening, Nightmare stood at the gate of the mansion, looked at the sky flashing with lightning, and sighed. There was thunder, rain, and wind, and the mud and sand on the floor would definitely be blown in front of the court, and he would clean it all up.

"Are you worried?" Taki Wakaba, who was wearing a long skirt, came and asked.

"As a ghost, I only have stronger physical strength in handling housework." Nightmare replied with a smile, "Every time I see you, I feel pleasing to the eye, and there are no troublesome things."

"As an ally, I want to make a covenant with you that I will never break." Under the lightning, Taki Ruoye's face flickered.

"......what?"

"Go to bed and never wake up until I order you to. I give you permission to sleep in your bed."

"...Why?" Nightmare's brain shut down, but her body involuntarily walked towards the room, and she couldn't even turn her head to Taki Wakaba.

Finally at this point, Taki Wakaba folded his hands and walked towards the second floor where Onimai Tsuji was.

It is impossible to pretend that nothing happened, and it is impossible to ignore all the crimes he has done because he did not see and was not treated that way.

This is the unsaved, unforgivable sinner.Taki Wakaba has no right to forgive him at all.

But Taki Wakaba wants to fulfill that agreement, take out the flower in the mirror, and fish out the moon in the water.

Even if there is a heavy price to pay, Taki Wakaba wants to go back to a thousand years ago and make a decision to change history.And even she is only going back to history once, so she needs to use dreams to deduce the development in advance, so as to eliminate variables and make plans.

This is a dream constructed from the memories of her and Oni Wu Tsuji. Taki Wakaba pulled Oni Wu Tsuji into the dream created by her. The reactions and actions that Oni Wu Tsuji would make were completely sincere and without What better way to preview than this.

Taki Wakaba opened her eyes from the white light of lightning, and the next moment of darkness enveloped her, this darkness was deeper than the mansion.

Her mouth was filled with blood, her whole body was as hot as boiling, her lips cooled down, this time it was no longer filled with blood, it was just a simple kiss.

On this night, Taki Ruoye was turned into a ghost by him.

"I'm sorry...forgive me one more time...Wakaba." Guiwu Tsuji's voice sounded.

"...This time, it's me."

Taki Wakaba's hand pressed Onimai Tsuji's shoulder, her fingers sank into his clothes, her other hand wrapped around his neck, pressed down on his body, and kissed him.

Oni Wu Tsuji was about to speak, but was blocked by the blood poured in by Taki Wakaba. The overflowing blood flowed from the corner of Oni Wu Tsuji's mouth and dripped into the grass under him.

The blood in his body seemed to be on fire, began to evaporate, steamed, overflowed from his pores, and his brain hummed like a boiling kettle.

Taki Wakaba walked away from him, got up on a half-kneel, and Onimai Tsuji grabbed her sleeve with unbelievably weak strength.

"..."

Taki Wakaba put down Onimai Tsuji's hand, and she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her thumb, as if half-painted with bright lip balm.

"From now on, I am the new ghost king."