The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

why.

After satisfying this hamster addiction only for medicines, the first instinct spontaneously arises is to show off to that orange-haired boy.

Qing Xiang wrapped up the flame-patterned kimono she had worn during her hasty visits between missions in Purgatory, and walked towards Purgatory's home with the Sun Wheel Saber in hand.

While he questioned why he had such a desire, he honestly walked without stopping, striding forward in a straight line.

Anyway, his injury is 'recovering'. If it weren't for Hu Die Ren who broke out halfway, he would have been downgraded from a critically ill patient to a weak and newly recovered patient.

Butterfly decided that it was Diewu's job for him not to lift the knife again, and wanted to practice—maybe one day man will conquer nature, idealism will win a big victory, and positive emotions will overwhelm everything like overcoming cancer—healing—becoming the "next flame pillar" is' Qingxiang Youkang' thing.

While self-hypnotizing himself, Qing Xiang pushed open the door of Purgatory with great enthusiasm.

"Senjuro! I'm back!"

Purgatory family is a sense of security!

...What am I thinking?

Qing Xiang, who opened the door excitedly just now, was struck by lightning.

Inside the door, the boy carrying a basin of clear water also had a look of lightning.

"Qing! Xiang! Sang!"

It is rare to see Qianjulang with such a strong appearance, pushing Qing Xiang out of the house.

"What are you doing! Do you want to go to the training ground with your body still recovering from a serious illness? Don't go!"

"Xiaokui told me to sunbathe more. I don't think it hurts too much."

Qing Xiang grabbed the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand, twisted his wrist, and the Sun Wheel Knife with its sheath pulled out a beautiful sword flower.The sun wheel knife that was released from his hand turned over, and the tip of the knife rested on his fingertips.

"Look, I can even juggle."

Playing well.

"..."

Senjuro stretched out his hand silently and fanned the wind in front of the knife.

The sun wheel knife that lost its balance fell downwards, Qingxiang hooked it in a panic, and his movements pulled the 'long-lasting' wound, making him mask the pain, but only for a second, the tenacious young man immediately said "it's okay" Light clouds.

"No one would believe this look!"

Qing Xiang was still forcibly pushed inside by Qianshou Lang.

"Really, such nonsense."

Senjuro poured tea into the cup, feeling a headache.

Qing Xiang did the same, so did his elder brother, and even his father used to be the same. He turned a blind eye to the injuries all over his body, even though the bandages were soaked in blood, he still excitedly carried the knife out the door, saying that he was slightly injured.

"It's not good if the wound is infected, it will become a big trouble!"

"Seeing the same thing!"

Speaking of this, Qing Xiang is not sleepy anymore.

That's what I'm here for!

He flicked the flame haori that Purgatory gave him in "sickness", and showed Senjuro the small medicine bottle clipped inside the haori.

"Penicillin—unfortunately not, aspirin, Descon, even a shot of epinephrine!"

Senjuro who was passing the teacup over: "..."

"...Where did you get it?"

Qing Xiang immediately gathered Zhu Haori, took the teacup and drank tea as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.

"...I will report to Lord Bug Pillar."

Qing Xiang let out an unwilling "tss".

I was going to share an aspirin with you, but I'm so disappointed Senjuro!

"How did you do this?"

Qian Shoulang sighed with a headache, and he was about to warn Qing Xiang: If you don't ask, it's considered stealing.However, when Qing turned his head to the side, the bandage that deprived his left eye of vision was clearly exposed, and the cloth strips with a clean white background were still stained with blood, dots of red and white intertwined, making him suddenly speechless.

"Does it hurt?"

His voice was small.

"Ok?"

Qing Xiang was still thinking about how to get away and deceive God.

He was afraid of the insect pillar, really, there was nothing to hide in front of her, and after a few more days, Guiwu Tsuji's lair would be revealed.

"No pain, no feeling."

"But... still bleeding. After all this time."

The boy's expression looked like he was the one bleeding.

"It doesn't really hurt, I don't feel anything at all."

Although finding opportunities to make these injuries 'heal' gives me a real headache.

Qing Xiang simply tore off the bandage, revealing the half-closed, lifeless eyeballs due to the injury, and was about to stroke his fingers upwards.

"Look, totally—"

"Qing Xiangsang!"

"!"

Purgatory grabbed the boy's wrist.

"..."

The young man raised his head in a daze, and blinked blankly at Purgatory who was looking down.

"Scared? Sorry."

Purgatory let go of its grip, showing an apologetic expression.

"It happened suddenly... Did I use too much strength?"

"Brother, Qing Xiangsang's hand is still injured, it's too reckless."

"Sorry sorry, I—"

The conversation between the two brothers could no longer reach his ears.

The young man stared blankly at his wrist, showing an expression that had strengthened a hundred times.

I, in the state of no vigilance, in the subconscious mode, it is not some kind of worm column and sound column that is doing it under my nose. I was caught by someone without vigilance, and my first reaction was to jump up.

"——After lunch, I want to tell you that I have a new mission when I come back. Where is Youkang? Have you eaten? When did you come back? Have you eaten? Are you hungry? How is your injury? I have been out on missions , I can’t take care of you too much. But I have asked Ms. Hu Die about your situation! I heard that you are recovering well! So I can rest assured.”

"Ah...um." Qing Xiang was still in a daze, "I've eaten."

Purgatory patted him on the shoulder and sat cross-legged beside him.

"That's fine."

Yan Zhu was really busy. When Qing Xiang was "lying dead", he hurried back at night wearing stars and wearing the moon, and walked into the ward lightly, tucked Qing Xiang in the "sleeping" corner, put a stool in front of the bed, and often Shou is one night, sleeping in a sitting position with arms folded on a chair. Early the next morning, Qing Xiang hurriedly went out to catch up on the task before "waking up".

He was the first one to call people when he knew that Qingxiang was 'stabilizing' and 'recovering well'.

When Qingxiang was 'awake', she didn't see Purgatory very often.

This person didn't mention it either, if Qing Xiang himself hadn't been awake, he wouldn't have known that Purgatory had guarded him for so many nights, and he might have complained that the former didn't care.

Purgatory talked about his original purpose of coming back.

"I'm going to Kyoto soon by means of transportation called 'train', Umu, Yukang, Senjuro, do you have anything you want?"

"Another mission?"

Chijuro showed a look of reluctance.

"Brother hasn't had a good rest for a long time, is it really okay?"

"It doesn't matter! This task is extremely difficult, and there must be a swordsman from the Demon Slayer Squad who is the pillar."

Purgatory accepts well, this mission has traces of the twelfth moon, and with the fifth of the last quarter, they will soon be able to kill two twelfth moons in a row.

"I'll be back soon!"

Qing Xiang, who didn't care at first: ...don't set a flag!

"train?"

"Well, it's been passing recently, and it's called 'Infinity Number'."

Purgatory took out the snacks he had brought back. He thought there was only Senshouro at home, so he only bought two hemp balls, but luckily he found out that he could have one for each of them.

"Come on, dim sum."

Qing Xiang absently took the mochi ball and put it in his mouth.

Infinity, I’ve never heard of it, and it’s also in Infinity City, the traces of the crescent moon ghost... The train between Tokyo and Kyoto, who is in the vicinity here?