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Can no longer hold the sword.

No matter who comes to ask me the same question, I can only give him such an answer.

Those things that have been lost will never have the possibility of returning.

I know I've lost a lot, and I know those things have changed me, but...

Wu Mi is not the only one who is stubborn.

I am as stubborn as he is.

It is only today that I understand everything, and what is the "curse" that makes me appear in front of Wu Mi again and again.

Looking at Ji Guo Yan Sheng... No, he should be called Hei Si Mou.

I looked at his face and said no to him.

I was no longer the Minamoto he remembered, and I no longer had the talents he remembered.

Things that were extremely simple for me in the past have become out of reach for me now.

He stared at me silently for a long time, and then said to me: "You... shouldn't show up again."

Hei Simou, who said such words, did not explain to me why he said such words.

It's like simply stating a fact, and this fact is so clear and easy to understand that it doesn't need explanation at all.

"wrong."

I retorted him, "You don't even know."

He didn't understand at all.

Long before he saw Wu Mi and me, the fate between me and Wu Mi had already begun.

Neither he nor I can accept the end of this fate.

That's why I will appear by his side again, and Wu Mi will say those words "forever and ever" to me again.

It is both words and "mantra", the unsolvable rope that binds us together.

Hei Si Mou couldn't understand, so he could only leave with that incomprehension.

Naruto who came to bring me food was quiet and silent, sitting so motionless in front of me that it was easy to ignore her existence.

But she is the master of this infinite city, the "ghost" who controls the entire infinite city.

"Master Wu Mi wants to see you."

When I put down the bowls and chopsticks, she suddenly said this to me.

I just find it a bit strange that even though Naruto is the ghost who controls Infinite City, she still has to obey Wu Mi's orders.

But Wu Mi would never do such a thing, as if he was asking for my opinion.

Following Naruto's footsteps with some doubts, I walked through the winding and twisted wooden corridor, and I saw the back of the black feather.

He stands there, in the gap between this world and the next, and in our past and present.

There is neither the sun nor the moon in the infinite city, but the surroundings are strangely bright, as if there is some invisible "sun", lighting up everything that can be seen within the line of sight.

Naruto retreated silently, and Wu Mi also turned around in front of me.

I looked down at my feet, and what was hidden in the gap between the floors was a bottomless abyss.

When Wu Mi stretched out his hand towards me, I stepped across the abyss and put my palm in his.

He held my hand, stroked my cheek, combed my broken hair with bony fingers, and made a soft voice in front of me.

"I found the location of the ghost killing team."

He told me, "A message has been sent back about the location of the Ubuyashiki family's residence."

The surroundings are very quiet, and there is not a single extraneous sound in the infinite city. In the special space created by the "blood ghost technique", only things that "ghosts" allow exist.

But the silent words entered my ears like poison ivy growing wildly from the ground.

He never felt that what he was doing was wrong.

In Wu Mi's view, it is the right thing to kill the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad or the Ubayashiki family he was born into.

Because they are bothering him.

Those who hinder him will never get any good results from Wu Mi.

The ghost killing team led by Ubayashiki's family and composed of relatives and friends who were killed by "ghosts" is a bug that makes Wuyou feel annoying.

What do humans do with annoying bugs?

I can already imagine what kind of decision he will make.

"No misery."

I called his name and wanted to say something to him, but the words were stuck in my throat, preventing me from making half a complete syllable.

I seem to be able to see his future.

— That’s not the future we’re looking forward to.

But Wu Mi pressed my lips with his fingertips, he made a silent movement, and pressed his cold forehead against mine.

"Do not be afraid."

People I love say to me, "It will all end tonight."

There was fire in the back of his eyes too, a blackened, cold, maddened fire that would consume him and me.

——*——

I know that there is a fierce battle going on in the Infinite City, so tell me that everything will end tonight, and order Naruto to pull the battle site into the Infinite City.

The ghost killing team members who were forced to disperse met different ghosts of winding up.

I can only know the general situation - because this is what Wu Mi told me, the plan to destroy the ghost killing team tonight.

He told me: "After tonight, those so-called 'curses' will disappear."

Looking into his eyes, I suddenly realized——Wu Mi misunderstood something.

Perhaps in his view, whether I became what I am now, or I can't accept his blood and become a "ghost" like him, it's all because of the Ubuyashiki family.

Because the Ubuyashiki family got the curse, so I got the curse too.

Then as long as the Ubuyashiki family no longer exists, the "punishment" that came with it will also disappear with them.

So with this kind of thought, and also with a completely different thought from mine, Wu Mi descended on the mansion of the Ubayashiki family tonight.

I don't know what he will say to the current Patriarch of Ubuyashiki, nor how he will fight the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad, I just know...

Everything will end tonight.

Somehow, I also had the feeling that after all the rotations, the gear of fate stopped where it should stay most.

Tonight is the end of everything.

I don't know where in the Infinite City I am, I only know that Naruto has locked me in the most hidden corner, and I can hear loud or small voices coming from all directions - that is the sound of the wind. The battle between the ghosts and the ghost killers.

Is there something in that voice that Wu Mi made?

I had this problem.

Facing the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad whom he killed family members and friends, what would he say?

Thinking about unnecessary things, I suddenly fell into a kind of puzzle-like confusion.

Do I want him to win or lose?

This kind of question hovered in my heart, and I couldn't land it for a long time.

I want to be with him, just like the countless "Spring Festivals" we have promised, and just like the countless "forever and ever" we have promised.

but……

Will such a future really come?

When the infinite city shook violently and the surroundings began to shatter, I saw the moon through the cracked gap for the first time in a long time.

"This moon is perfect."

The broken floors and walls of Infinite City were scattered on the street, and people's exclamations and noises sounded all around.

The curved arc of Infinity City's fall made my body fall to the hard ground, and the scattered sawdust pierced into my skin.

Blood gushed out from those wounds, and bursts of tingling pain invaded the body.

I pulled out the biggest wooden thorn stuck in my arm, and subconsciously began to look for the figure of that person.

No misery.

Infinite City has landed, which means... Naruto is also dead.

Wu Mi, who has lost this support, what is he facing now?

I wanted to see him, so I staggered up from the ground, people in strange clothes with only eyes exposed stopped my footsteps, their voices rang in my ears——

"Miss...! Your wound is so serious, please come here with me for treatment..."

"Do not."

I pushed away their hands trying to support me, and I could feel my blood leaving my body with the exhaled breath.

But I can't go to therapy, can't waste time here.

I have something to do, and it has to be something to do right now.

I have to go see Wu Mi.

I didn't stop him, and I couldn't stop him. The only thing I can do is to face his ending with him.

He awakened the hatred that shouldn't have appeared, and also awakened the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad who hated him deeply.

The flame of hatred has been burning for thousands of years, igniting their knives and the thread of fate.

Those flames that burn along the line of fate will completely burn Wuyou tonight.

I had such a premonition, so I hoped more and more to find out where he was at the moment.

But the guys from Ghost Slayer stopped me - they wanted to help me.

No one can help me.

They don't know my relationship with Wu Mi, and they don't know what kind of existence I am.

But I know: "You shouldn't stop me."

I covered the wound on my arm, and the thick scarlet blood soaked my clothes, making me look bloody and ferocious like a ghost crawling out of a pool of blood.

I said to them, "I must go to see Wu Mi."

After hearing this name, the eyes of the members of the Ghost Slayers changed dramatically in an instant, from caring to vigilant, and while staring at me like this, their attitude towards me also changed.

But at such a moment, there was a huge sound near us, and the battlefield that belonged to the swordsmen and the "ghosts" was brought to a place very close to the crowd.

I saw no misery.

His pale hair shone with a silver-white luster in the moonlight, his body was covered with black hair, and ferocious fangs grew all over his body——

It was a strange and cruel appearance that I had never seen before.

Surrounded by swordsmen from the Demon Slayer Squad, he fought them alone.

Everything is developing toward the result that fate has already written.

Onimai Tsuji Mumi made many mistakes. He ignited the anger and hatred of many people, and he will be burned to death by the flames he ignited.

This is the fateful ending.

The moment I saw him in front of me, I knew that this future was coming tonight.

No misfortune will die.

This kind of cognition suddenly filled my mind, leaving me no time to think about external things.

Tanjiro with the familiar pair of flower earrings hanging from his earlobes, his figure seemed to overlap with the person from long ago in an instant.

Yuanyi.

Following the country's edge one.

That was the user of the Breath of the Beginning Breathing Day, and was once the only swordsman in this world who had the power to kill Wu Mi.

But he died, before killing Onimai Tsuji.

A long time ago, I was also called "the swordsman who can kill Wu Mi", but I died in Wu Mi's hands.

I thought of everything in the past, the way he hugged me in a trance, and also remembered that he had cut my throat with his own hands.

Wu Mi probably hates me, because I'm afraid he will never be able to truly understand what I have done.

So he watched my death, one after another.

To be honest, even I am not sure whether we will meet again after this time is over.

because I……

There is nothing left to lose.

A healthy body, outstanding talent, noble status, and wealthy family background, if she is reincarnated a few times, no matter her appearance or name, she will probably lose them all.

When I am no longer me, and I am no longer Yuan Muyue, then the "curse" between me and Wu Mi will probably be distorted into an appearance that I can't recognize myself.

While clearly aware of this, I also watched Tanjiro using the Breath of the Sun that I had also used.

Even though it is now called "Kagura, the God of Fire", I still know it.

That's what Yuanyi left behind.

He left his feelings, along with the breath and swordsmanship he used, to Tanjirou's ancestors.

So it was passed down from generation to generation, and it fell into the hands of Tanjiro.

Wu Mi's neck was cut off with a flaming knife, and the ghost killing team members who watched this scene were all immersed in great and unbelievable joy.

Someone died, and they were happy.

Because the deaths of those people were not in vain, and being killed without misery also meant that there would be fewer deaths in the future.

Viscous blood rose from my throat, and the blood gushed out of my mouth. I coughed violently, and a large pool of blood spread on the ground.

But even so, I couldn't close my eyes, let alone sit down and rest.

I still have unfinished business.

I saw Wu Mi, but only saw him from a distance.

Saw him...beheaded.

He cannot reproduce.

A certain form of Sun's Breath that I've never seen inhibited his ability to regenerate, making it impossible for his head to return to his body.

—— Onimai Tsujimu died tragically.

Even if I don't have to look at it, I can know that such joy must occupy everyone's mind in an instant.

Because in their view, Oni Wu Tsuji should have died a long time ago.

I don't want to agree or deny, or even face such a situation.

It's so sad.

It's so tragic.

I shed tears, sobs and blood gushed out of my throat together, some of them fell on the ground, while others fell on Wu Mian's body.

His body has long since become unfamiliar, and it doesn't even look like a human body at all.

But I hugged that body in my arms—what I hugged was the person I loved the most.

My love for him has lasted for too long, and even I can't see what it really looks like, but what I know is that no matter what Wu Mi has become, I still remember the promise we made agreement.

I just didn't think about it.

I didn't expect, didn't guess and didn't foresee—

It turns out that watching the death of a loved one is such a painful feeling.

It seems to tear the heart together, which is far better than the torture caused by any illness.It is a pain that is more severe than all the pains on the penis.

I could barely see what was in front of me, and I couldn't hear anyone.

There is only one voice that lingers in my head.

That's my voice.

Cruel and cold.

——My most beloved person died in my arms like this.

He still had a trace of breath, and in my arms, a large amount of blood gushed out from the neck of that corpse that was different from human beings.Our blood was so mixed that I couldn't tell whether the smell of blood I felt was my own blood or his blood that was everywhere.

It was weird - no one came to stop me, no one pulled me away.

This is something I only thought of when I lost consciousness. Those swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad made me realize my last wish.

I held Wuyou's body in my arms, and put his beheaded head that had gradually disappeared on his neck.

Nothing works.

It can no longer be put back.

This kind of cognition made me wake up suddenly, and realized what I was doing at this time.

The heart was throbbing, and even the wounds on the body couldn't bring much pain.

"It turns out," these words suddenly came out of my mouth: "It feels like this."

This is an extremely soft voice, even I myself can't hear it clearly, and I even have to ask myself——

what a feeling.

I can't answer.

What prevailed in his mind was only endless sorrow.

I turned into something uglier than a ghost.

In the beginning, I obviously didn't want to become a "ghost" because I didn't want my beloved to see the ugly appearance, but I didn't become a ghost, but let the person I love see something far more ugly than me. It is a more painful sight to become a ghost.

how sad.

Not feeling the person I love, but feeling myself.

The so-called mantra is not Wu Mi's obsession, but my obsession.

It's because I don't want to let go, and I don't want to end the fate with him in the long past, so I stubbornly let myself stay in this world, even if I give everything and my face is completely changed, I still hope that I can meet him again.

I was the one who made huge mistakes and caused my loved ones to suffer unbearable pain countless times.

Mostly because the vision was blurred by tears, Wu Mi's face also became indistinct.

Watching the ones I love die—

It turned out to be such a painful feeling.

I suddenly realized this clearly, and also realized the mistake I had made.

I shouldn't be doing this.

It was wrong from the start.

Just because it was a wrong beginning from the very beginning, the ending that we will finally usher in will definitely only be a wrong ending.

Such mistakes have traversed the millennium and spread to every corner of our memory.

Memories that belonged to us emerged one by one in my mind, and something was stroking my cheek.

It's someone's hand.

That palm was warm and generous, and I couldn't tell whose palm it was.

A voice said to me: "Forever and ever..."

That voice was soft and empty, so ethereal that it terrified me.

There will be no more.

It will not be ushered in again.

It's all over.

The moment I realized that I was wrong, that everything should end where it should, it was over.

"No misery..."

The voice I called that person was trembling, and the voice was full of emotions that I couldn't understand.

Between us, nothing lasts forever.

"All we have is the 'curse'."

It is cause and effect, beginning and end, endless and endless regrets.

——*——

It's hard to say what kind of mood Guiwu Tsuji Wumi was lying in her arms at this time.

The person he liked when he was a human being, the person he made a promise with, the person named "Gen Mutsuki".

Once again she faced death.

But this time, Wu Mi didn't live and watch her die as before.

His head was cut off by a flaming knife, and the swordsman who cut off his head wore familiar flower earrings under his ears.

The real owner of the flower Zha earrings he saw last time almost wanted to kill him.

Oni Wu Tsuji still remembered the name of that swordsman—Jiguo Yuanyi.

He also remembered the appearance of the girl with the flower earrings.

He just forgot... what he looked like.

Onimai Tsuji Mumi has been thinking for a long time, whether he is Ubuyashiki Mumi or Onimai Tsuji Mumi, this seemingly meaningless question made him entangled for a long time.

One night, when he saw the moon rise, he suddenly made a decision.

He gave up everything he had as a human being, including his last name, but...

Only the name she gave was left behind by him.

Onimai Tsuji Mumi is probably in love with her - this statement is not correct.

When he appeared in the courtyard of Ubuyashiki's house with the idea of ​​destroying the Demon Slayer Squad tonight, an annoyingly familiar and reassuring feeling arose in his heart.

A long time ago, the place where Wu Mi lived was almost exactly the same as this mansion.

The young children of the Ubayashiki family were playing in the garden, and what came out of their mouths was the immature and innocent voice of children.

"Have you ever dreamed?"

The owner of the Ubuyashiki family, whose face became ugly like a ghost due to illness, asked him——

"Have you ever cared about anything?"

Oni Wu Tsuji was silent.

His eyes fell on the children of the Nayashiki family in the garden, but what he was looking at was not them themselves.

He was looking at the person in his memory through them.

When he and Yuan Muchu first met, when she was the distinguished Mutsuki Hime, she also looked like this young.

Onimai Tsuji Mumi couldn't get out of the room like her, so Mutsuki Hime ran to the courtyard to play alone, and when she ran back to the room, she had a bright and innocent smile on her face.

She said: "I helped Wu Mi finish the game together, and brought back the happiness generated by the game to Wu Mi."

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi suddenly wanted to answer him.

"There have been."

His voice drifted into the icy moonlight.

【The main story. End】