[Comprehensive] Jinmu Rebirth · Fanwai

At the dinner table, He Xiuzheng was left out by He Xiu Changji without any surprise.

The eyes of the white-haired old man were pierced with a knife and Xiuzheng was filled with the meaning of "I'll settle accounts with you later".

"Grandpa..." He Xiuzheng faltered.

Although the love affair with Patriarch Xiu is well known in the branch family, but speaking out in public will definitely make Grandpa lose face.He Xiuzheng, who thought he had guessed the answer, was full of resentment and suppressed the idea of ​​asking in class.

When he and Xiuji saw it, he knew that his son's misunderstanding was deeper, and he couldn't help but feel a stomach ache.

Zheng, you are wrong!

"Yu, have you been waiting for a long time?"

The Black Dragon God sat beside his daughter, and didn't deliberately get close to He Xiu Changji who was sitting above him.

In Japan, the left is the most respected, and on the left of Heshu Changkichi's seat is his biological son He Shuji, below He Xiuzheng is He Xiuzheng and He Xiu Yiyo, and after that is the younger generation's He Xiumei.Originally, the Black Dragon God should sit first on the right hand side of Heshu Changkichi, but he very kindly gave up that "position" to Kisho Arima.

Arima Kisho: "..."

He was sitting alone on the right hand side of the chief speaker, opposite him was Hexiu's family.

He Xiuya found that his father's mental state had improved a lot, and said happily: "It hasn't been long, and my father looks good, so I won't blame Ya for his actions yesterday."

"How could I blame you." The Black Dragon God understood her filial piety and smiled slightly.

He had seen his daughter, and smiled slightly with Kisho Arima when he met Xiuji, dispelling the aura of indifference.

"Good afternoon, Uncle, Mr. Arima."

Ignore and revise politics throughout.

He only spoke to He Xiu Yiyu, the woman who married into the He Xiu family.

"Miss Yiyo, I am grandnephew of grandpa, you can call me 'Yenji'."

"Yenji-kun?"

"That's not necessary. My real name is 'Yan', and Ji is just a respectful title."

"...Yan Jun?"

He clapped hands with Xiu Yiyu naturally, smiled again, and understood how to address this relative.

The Black Dragon God nodded to He Xiu Yi, not treating her as an outsider.

When he finished all the greetings, it was easy to find the white-haired man who hadn't responded to him so far.Arima Kisho always looked calm, it was a state close to "what you say, what you do, I don't care at all", but behind this state means-you can't influence me.

The black dragon god's eyes flashed, and he looked meaningfully at the white god of death who finally met after being deceived by him.

"Mr. Arima, how is your health these days?"

"..."

A chilling atmosphere emerged from the dining table, and then disappeared quickly.

Kisho Arima first glanced at Heshu Changkichi who was silent, and then glanced at the Black Dragon God like alms, with a sense of distance towards strangers in his eyes, "Thank you for your concern, my health is very good."

Really pissed off.

The Black Dragon God saw this, stopped messing with him, and smiled.

At this time when each other didn't know what to think, he and Xiu Changji broke the frozen atmosphere, "Let's eat."

On the dining table in Hexiu's residence, there are Western-style meals.

In front of Arima Kisho is human food, with a light taste. It is a lunch prepared for him by professional doctors and nutritionists, so that his healthy stomach can absorb the nutrients of these foods.

Hexiu Yiyo is a lunch prepared by the kitchen for her, which is very delicious.

Apart from these two people, the people from Hexiu's family eat another special kind of food. They all have meat on their plates, which seems to be the same as normal food, and it is cooked tender and delicious under the rich sauce.

The Black Dragon God doesn't have much appetite for these things, and his eyes are helpless.

Seeing this, He Xiuya whispered in his ear: "Let the kitchen serve you another vegetarian meal."

She worried about her father's body, but also felt sorry for his father's psychological anorexia.

The Black Dragon God shook his head: "Eat."

He picked up the knife and fork, and under He Xiu Ya's staring eyes, he took the initiative to eat the lunch prepared for him by He Xiu Mansion.

Why not eat.

It's just pity for those of the same kind.

Why eat.

I just cherish the hard-won food, cherish... these people who will never be seen again in the future.

In this way, half a day's leisure is stolen.

……

After lunch, the Black Dragon God stood on the upper floor of the inner house, looking down at the figure who was downstairs talking with Xiu Jishi and Xiu Zheng in the garden, and Xiu Yiyu, who was not used to the tense atmosphere, went back to the outer house first.

He Xiuya came behind his father and looked at the garden with him.

He Xiuzheng was obviously holding his breath.

I don't know what strange content Uncle Zheng is imagining, and what kind of misunderstanding his father is.

He Xiuya said puzzledly: "Father, why is there such a big difference between the uncle in this world and our world?"

The Black Dragon God smiled and said, "It's not that there is a big difference."

He raised his head on the balcony, where the scenery is good and the airflow is comfortable, and he looked into the distance. His black hair was blowing a little on the solemn kimono. For a moment, he had a kind of smile to see the changes in the situation, and to understand the transparency of the world.

"It's just... the person he likes at first sight is not me."

He Xiuzheng is an infatuated person.

The first liking is just a matter of seeing the color, and the second liking is the only way to fall in love with your heart.

Now in the eyes of He Xiuzheng, there is another figure living, it is no longer Kaneki Ken who went to attend the other party's wedding in a black suit, and it is no longer He Xiuyan who made him run around.

In this life, love arises from nowhere.

He Xiuya's feelings towards He Xiuzheng suddenly became a little more complicated, and his lips pursed slightly, "It turns out that love also depends on the timing... If you miss it, it's gone..."

She once thought that Uncle Zheng didn't catch up with her father, maybe it was because he met him too late.

Father had Uncle Yueshan first.

Regardless of appearance or identity, Uncle Zheng has cared for his father for decades and put his father on the top of his heart to protect him. This attitude is enough to impress any lonely person.

She quickly pulled herself together and smiled confidently.

"Uncle Yueshan will definitely not do this!"

"Ah."

The Black Dragon God admitted this very rarely, and there seemed to be brewing honey on the tip of his tongue, which had been sweet for many years.

His hand rests on the head of the daughter they have raised.

"Xi, he will only fall in love with me."

"so……"

"I will also repay him. The irreplaceable feelings in this world, the marriage between ghouls, there is no such thing as divorce. Once you make a 'bite mark', you will die."

Hearing the life experience of these fathers, He Xiuya's serious mood suddenly disappeared.

She thought of what happened back then: "Father, you have pierced your ears, tattooed, and used various methods, but it seems that there is no way to leave 'bite marks' all the time! If you are not careful, your resilience will destroy all these things." It was gone, making Uncle Yueshan want to cry without tears!"

"Well, he has had a headache for a long time."

Black Dragon God tapped his heart, and said to his daughter: "It doesn't matter, it's enough that he left a trace in my heart, and nothing else matters."

An unimportant sentence blocked what Xiuya wanted to say.

She opened her mouth, stood on tiptoe dejectedly, and kissed her father's cheek.

"Father, why don't you bother?"

"Because a person's heart is big or small, it can't hold other people, it can only hold you, Xi, and this Hexiu mansion where we have lived for most of our lives."

People who are too carefree...

Maybe it's the fate of grandpa and Er Fu.

The Black Dragon God thought this was a lesson for the Hexiu family, but unfortunately, Grandpa probably didn't think so.

in another room.

Arima Kisho had been sitting quietly for a while, facing Kazunokichi who was closing his eyes to digest.

He and Xiu Changji didn't speak.

Arima Kisho also kept quiet, even his heartbeat and pulse kept a calm and orderly rhythm, without even a trace of tension that Heshu Changji could hear.The coldness on the white-haired man's body reached the bone marrow, and even the gentle and polite surface couldn't dispel the feeling of being unable to get close.

The eyes of the god of death are like those of the dead.

The ultimate in quietness - it is when a person even quiets his heart.

He Xiu Changji thought to himself: Did I educate myself too well, or did I fail too much?

He then thought of He Xiuzheng who dared to talk nonsense today.

Heart Road.

Sure enough, the teaching went wrong!

After half an hour of the CCG's highest authority and the strongest special investigator hanging out with each other, He Xiu Changji didn't want to waste his lunch break on competing for energy-raising skills, so he said calmly.

"Your Excellency, after one night, have you still not changed your mind?"

"Yes, Chief Speaker."

"Even if I intend to make you the heir of the Hexiu family, you are not willing to change your original intention?"

"Yes, I cannot afford your expectations."

Arima Kisho couldn't find any wavering from yesterday, and when he calmed down, he knew that the promise Heshu Changji made to him was also an unreliable thing.

As long as the other party is alive, the Xiu family is still the same as the other party.

Hexiu Changji represents the interests of all the ghouls of the Hexiu family, and is a symbol of the direct blood of the Hexiu family.

And he.

To put it bluntly, a mere half-human.

How many conflicts of interest and intrigues there are within a big family, he has been able to come into contact with a lot of shady things in his capacity as a senior V over the years, and he is unwilling to delve into those deeper things.What's more, as the heir of the Hexiu family, he still has to do things for the Hexiu family, which is not fundamentally different from his past life.

He Xiu Changji didn't feel sorry for missing his wavering, narrowing his slender eyes.

Invisibly looked at him.

"Your Excellency, do you see a difference between humans and ghouls?"

"No."

"Humans and semi-humans?"

"No."

"Half-human and ghoul?"

"..."

"Is this the difference? Do you think that half-humans have too many flaws? Although they can be regarded as human beings and have mixed blood, they can't integrate with ghouls and coexist with honor and disgrace?"

Arima Kisho didn't speak for a moment, and He Xiu Changji analyzed the reason from his attitude.

This is also the current conflict with the Xiu family.

Hexiu Changji continued: "Yanji told me about the development of the other world and the Xiu family. His family has developed a method to extend the life of half-humans, which makes up for the shortcomings of the half-humans of the Hexiu family. It solves the problem of half-humans knowing the truth of birth and harboring resentment."

Arima Kisho's eyes were calm, as if he hadn't heard such words.

Because of one of such conditions...

It's a dragon.

One of the conditions for the birth of a dragon...

It is tens of thousands of lives.

To Arima Takasho, the method of making up for the lives of others at the expense of others is not a semi-human salvation, but a crueler and more "predatory" method of the weak and the strong.

Furthermore, no matter how much power the dragon loses, how much food must be replenished later.

Hexiu Changji said coldly from the perspective of a senior person: "Your general, half-humans will fall into such an embarrassing situation. It's not just that the members of Hexiu's family squeezed them from generation to generation, but... the status of half-humans is too low. .”

"Kong has better physical ability than humans, but his life expectancy is only one-half or one-third of that of normal humans. He will die of old age and disease before the age of 35, and he and the Xiu family need to clean up the mess for these people to disappear. You have Have you ever thought that the reason why half-humans work so hard is the price they pay for becoming 'humans'?"

"Living in the sun, being recognized by human beings, and exchanging outstanding feats for a respected position in human society, even if you bleed in front of your companions, you will not be suspected of having the blood of ghouls on your body."

"The so-called half-human."

Speaking of this, He Xiu Changji's smile was slightly cruel, and he slowly told the truth.

"Isn't it... a 'ghoul' with a better disguise?"

Opposite the old man.

The posture of the white-haired man sitting quietly seems to be suspended by time, and it is a beautiful picture left in anyone's memory.

Alone and white, with flowers of dry bones blooming in his eyes.

this moment.

No one can hear a broken corner of his heart, which is a place he doesn't want to face up to.

His life has long been in the quagmire and he cannot extricate himself.

"Yes... half-humans... are inferior products of the one-eyed ghoul."

"I……"

"It's not human..."

The highest combat power of human beings, the white god of death of CCG, is just a joke that human beings tell Hexiu family.

The biggest mistake of a half-human is——

Should not have been born.