[Comprehensive] Winter Feast

After staying outside for several days, Yae planned to go back to the mountains after coming out of the palace. She told Abe Seimei her plan, and the grandly dressed onmyoji waved to her from the bullock cart: "I'll take you back."

Yae felt that it was unnecessary: ​​"I know the way."

She glanced at the tall general who appeared next to the Onmyoji at some point—this time it was not the silent and gentle Liuhe, but the blue-haired, irascible Qinglong—and her intuition came to the source with two knives. When I went to Boya's mansion, many things happened in the palace.

"Seimei, you worked hard today too, go home early." Yae planned to leave.

"You can't let the little girl walk alone at night." Seimei Abe squinted his eyes slightly, "Pingan capital is going to be very peaceful again."

The sky was smeared with the color of sunset, and the momentary splendor was about to be replaced by darkness. Abe Seimei looked up at the sky, then turned his head to look at Yae, his gaze paused for a moment on the little girl's injured shoulder.

Onmyoji spoke again, in an unquestionable tone: "Get in the car, I'll take you down the mountain."

Yae didn't insist on anything anymore, and took Abe Seimei's outstretched hand to get on the bullock cart.

The ox cart advanced steadily in the night and arrived at the destination under the shining stars.

After Yae thanked Abe Seimei, he watched the ox cart disappear on the winding mountain road. The calm expression with a smile on the little girl's face also disappeared with the ox cart, and there was an unfamiliar atmosphere in the familiar mountain forest.

It's impossible for Abe Seimei not to notice it, but obviously people living outside the mountain can't feel the full sense of disharmony between that breath and the breath of the mountain forest.

The starlight was bright, and the torii on the top of the mountain was covered with a layer of silver light. Yae stared at it for a while, but he didn't go up the mountain to find Yimulian.

She was actually a little scared, afraid of the unknown, Abe Seimei's words and the appearance of Shishuo Marching, let her know that Heianjing is really not safe now.

But Yae couldn't make her turn a blind eye to the strange smell. How could a stranger not take a look when a stranger entered the house?

As for why he didn't go to the parent-like Ichimulian, it was because this omniscient parent didn't take any measures to make Yae feel that this stranger should not be too dangerous.And since the parents are already laissez-faire, it's her turn to investigate the situation. Compared with other weaker monsters, she should take responsibility.

Yae likes to hide behind Yimulian, but she can't rely on Yimulian for everything, after all, she is not a child anymore.

The little girl parted the bushes that were taller than herself, followed her breath, and found a young man in a black kimono.

The young man with wheat-colored hair closed his eyes at this moment, pressing the wound on his abdomen with one hand, and holding the handle of the knife tightly with the other.The abdominal wound was bleeding profusely, and even the man's lips were pale, but he was still conscious, and when Yae approached, he managed to open his eyes, and after taking a fixed look at Yae, he tilted his head and closed his eyes again.

"Human beings in this world are so strange," Yae heard the man whispering to himself, "Why did such a young girl stay alone in the woods?"

Yae was afraid of the knife in his hand, and kept a distance from it: "My home is here... who are you?"

Hearing Yae's answer, the man straightened up abruptly, the movement was too big and the wound was pulled, which made him gasp and grin his teeth, the expression on his face was painful and shocked: "Can you see me?!"

Because of the man's sudden movement, Yae put on a defensive posture: "... Huh?"

"So there really are humans who can see the god of death?" The young man stared at Yae with great interest, "Miss Yoruichi didn't lie to me—"

"Human beings who can see the god of death?" Yae relaxed his defensive posture, his eyes flicked over the opponent's hair, face, and knife one by one, "Miss Yoruichi?"

She asked the man: "Who are you?"

"My name is Urahara Kisuke, an apprentice Shinigami."

In the future, the famous captain of the [-]th Division is actually just a fledgling trainee Shinigami.

Yae's defensive movements were completely relaxed, thinking to himself, Kisuke Urahara knew Yoruichi Sifengin at this time.

"Miss, what's your name? It's not safe for a child to wander in the woods alone, go home quickly." Urahara Kisuke asked Yae's name casually, and urged her to go home quickly. of.

"This is my home, the name..." Yae paused, "Would something bad happen if you tell Death God your name?"

Before Kisuke Urahara could speak, a voice came from not far behind Yae: "Who are you talking to, Yae?"

The one in white clothes came with a ghost-calling banner: "I seem to have heard death or something." Ghost Shiro looked around, and his gaze passed over Kisuke Urahara, who was covered in blood and was sitting leaning against a tree. , without any pause.

Yae: "..." The ghost sent Bai to see Urahara.

Kisuke Urahara continued the previous conversation: "Here is my home...? Miss, is your family a hunter? But I didn't see the hunter's cabin..."

Yae's expression went blank for a moment, and Kisuke Urahara couldn't see Shishiba either.

"No, no, Master Bai is a ghost," Yae made an excuse casually, "I just mentioned the word 'death', and I was looking for ugly."

Ghost Shibai, who found nothing, didn't investigate further, reminded her that "you may be at the shrine when you are ugly" and left.

Yayo breathed a sigh of relief as he pinched his palms and turned his head to see Urahara Kisuke looking at her thoughtfully: "Just now, was there someone else?"

Yae didn't answer his question: "I don't think it's a good sign that you are here."

Abe Seimei said nothing, and Yimulian was indifferent, not because they didn't feel special or felt no threat, but because they couldn't feel or see the existence of Urahara Kisuke at all.

Then why can she see it?

Yae felt that this question was easy to answer, so he didn't bother to think about it.

"Can you still stand up?" Yae slowly approached Urahara, and stretched out his hand to the man, "I live in a shrine, but there is indeed a deserted hunter's cabin nearby."

The villagers who went to the mountains to hunt have moved away with the village, and the hunter's hut, which is sheltered from the wind and rain, has become a resting place for passing monsters, and it has been maintained until now.

Urahara Kisuke supported the tree and stood up with difficulty, but refused Yae's support: "Miss, you can't help me anymore, where are you going?"

Yae pointed in a direction: "There, I'll take you there."

Kisuke Urahara couldn't see the monster, so Yae pretended to be the human child he thought he was. He honestly lit a fire and helped Urahara tear the hem of his white underwear into strips and put them in boiling water for bandaging the wound. .

Urahara's wound was horrific, deep and wide, like a whole piece of flesh had been torn off, leaving a big hole in his body.

Yae didn't dare to look at it, and turned to stare at the strips of cloth drying on the fire: "For the sake of helping you, tell me, how did you get hurt? How did you come here?"

Kisuke Urahara was treating the wound in the background—Yae didn't want to know what he was doing at all, but he heard Urahara's air-conditioned voice saying, "I'm the god of death, I'm going to return to my corpse after performing tasks in this world." Boundary, who knew that there was a problem with the gate through the boundary, and I was thrown out."

Yae looked at the swaying fire, and calmly pointed out: "You only answered why you are here, but not why you were injured."

"This wound was bitten by Xu. As for what is Xu... In short, Miss, you should run away when you see strange things."

"Pass me the bandage, please."

Yae touched the cloth strips, picked out a dry one, turned around and handed it over. Seeing that Kisuke Urahara's outstretched hand was covered with blood, he couldn't help pulling back the bandage, hesitated, and said: "How about I Come?"

Kisuke Urahara's head was covered with sweat, he kept stretching his hand and looked at Yae for a while, then sat back slowly: "Then I will trouble you."

However, when it was time to bandage, Yae felt unable to do so: "Can you wrap this wound up?"

Kisuke Urahara has already pressed one end of the cloth strip to his waist with one finger: "Don't underestimate the resilience of Shinigami...wrap it tightly."

Yae could only follow suit, she was nimble and not really a child, so the bandaging was fast and good.

Yae was busy with his hands, and heard Urahara's voice from above his head: "Speaking of which, Miss, what is it that I can't see but you can see?"

Yae replied: "What's the use of knowing what you can't see?"

Urahara looked down at the beautiful kimono that the little girl was wearing that didn't match the remote mountain forest, and smiled with his eyes bent: "It makes sense."

"Is there anything else you need?" Yae asked Urahara after the dressing was finished, "I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"It's very dangerous, miss, come to the mountains alone to meet a strange man." Kisuke Urahara pressed the wound weakly with one hand, and put the other hand aside seemingly casually, but in fact it was very close to the knife at his waist.

Yae noticed his vigilance, and stretched out his hand to pin the hair that fell on the side of his face behind his ears. This action didn't look like a little girl at all.Yae's disguise is nothing more than not revealing her identity. She believes that with Urahara's keenness, it is impossible not to see the problem: "I just hope you get better soon and leave quickly. You just need to know that I am really not It is enough to hope that Kisuke Urahara, the god of death, will die here, and for the rest... just like you are too lazy to describe to me what Xu is, you don't need to know."

This can be regarded as being open and honest, Urahara moved his hand away from his knife: "Since you said so, Miss, then I can rest in peace and recuperate."

"Last question, how old are you, miss?"

Yae: "That's really a rude question." She didn't intend to answer.

But the little girl told Death God her name: "You can call me Yae, Yae Sakura's Yae." After all, she knew clearly that there was no danger in telling Death God her name.

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