Curse Shirou

"You want to see how long they fight like this, don't you need to stop it?"

"This is their faction's battle for the throne, and it's not good for me to intervene. Let's see the situation first."

Kotomine Shiro explained that not all dead ancestors will build factions, but normal dead ancestors do have the need to create servants and expand their power in order to stabilize food sources.

When the factions built by the ancestors of the Dead Apostles have gone through thousands of years, it is inevitable that there will be iterative replacements-if the replacement is good, it will become a story, and if the replacement is not good, it will become an accident.

What they saw now was the scene of the accident.

Zenyuan Shier seemed a little speechless, and seemed to want to complain about something, but suddenly showed a little strangeness, as if there were some unpleasant breaths approaching here.

"There are other ghosts coming, is it the winding two or three you mentioned just now?"

"It should be... um? Wait, don't you don't remember men's names, why do you remember the names of ghosts after hearing it once?"

Kotomine Shiro seemed to have discovered a new world, Zenyuan Shier retorted with black lines all over his head:

"What kind of name is a number like two or three? Also, what strange misunderstanding do you have about me, do I look so stupid with a bad memory?"

Kotomine Shirou suppressed a smile, pretending to be serious to appease him:

"How come, you look um...looks like a..."

"like what?"

Zenyuan Shier raised his right eyebrow, and Kotomine Shirou leaned into his ear and whispered:

"Looks like a pool noodle, haha..."

Thinking that it would not be a good word, but when he heard the unexpected answer, Zenyuan Shi Er snorted and turned his head not to pursue this idiot with a low smile.

"Hey, really, actually, the first time I saw it, I was thinking 'Huh? I didn't expect this kid's father to be a young Chi Nian'..."

Kotomine Shirou leaned on Shier, and talked about the time when they first met. Although the two of them did not make any ambiguous movements, the air on their side was filled with an incomprehensible atmosphere.

At least, that's how Tong Mo felt.

"Your Excellency Yiwozuo, look at those two humans, their relationship seems really good. If you can let go of your prejudice against me at any time, we can get along well."

Tong Mo waved his fan and said enviously, Yi Wozuo couldn't bear this character who couldn't read the air.

Especially looking at those two human beings, it was obvious that they had a very close relationship. Speaking such words from the mouth of the most disgusting guy made him want to smash Tong Mo's mouth with a punch.

Yiwozuo did exactly that——

"Shut up and stay away from me."

Tong Mo's elbow smashed the lower half of his face, but his eyes were still smiling, as if he didn't mind at all.

After repairing his chin, Tong Mo asked him with a smile on his face:

"Oh, what a nice punch, you seem to have become stronger, right, Your Excellency Yiwozuo?"

"..."

"Don't be so indifferent~ We are important partners who haven't seen each other for more than 100 years. I always care about you and everyone..."

'I don't have' written on the left face, and 'disliked' on the right face, Tong Mo chased each other so hard all the way.

Yi Wozuo also knew that he couldn't beat him for the time being, so he suppressed it and was full of displeasure. As long as he wasn't stuck on his body, he would bear it with a cold face.

Kotomine Shirou looked at them curiously. On the street more than ten meters away, their leader Wuyou was fighting with Kamado Tanjiro to death, but judging by the attitude of these two ghosts, they seemed relaxed as if they were here for team building.

"Huh? Your Excellency Yiwozuo, look, there are actually two Wu Mi lords there?"

"..."

"Oh, what should I do? I don't know the identity of the one who fought against Lord Wu Mi?"

"..."

Tong Mo tapped his palms with his folding fan, while Yi Wo Zuo crossed his arms, the two ghosts stood still next to Yanfeng Shirou and Chanyuan Shier, with no intention of going forward to help at all.

"cough."

Kotomine Shiro coughed lightly, and patted Shier's arm with his hand, signaling him to pay attention to the influence.

Zenyuan glared at the two ghosts impatiently, lowered one arm, and still hung the other on Shirou's body.

"Excuse me, you are not ordinary humans, are you?"

Tong Mo, a young warm-up expert who doesn't know much about air, leaned over and asked:

"Looking around in such a dangerous place, could it be that the two of you are members of the Ghost Killing Squad?"

Tong Mo has been the leader of the Bliss Sect since he was a child, and Tong Mo has a good temper that is rare among ghosts. Not only does he have a kind face, but his tone is also very gentle.

Even in the face of the food that was about to enter his belly, he would not intentionally scare them, but listened carefully to their appeals. This kind of compassionate face made Chanyuan Shier feel familiar for a moment.

"No, please treat us as unrelated passers-by."

Kotomine Shirou also smiled at the other party, pointed to the front and said:

"The battle over there looks very intense. Is it really okay if you don't help? You won't be put on by your boss in the future, right?"

Hearing this, Tong Mo immediately wrinkled his face, sighed softly and said:

"Of course I want to help. I came here just for this matter, but the smell over there is really weird. I always feel that no matter who I help, there will be no good fruit in the end..."

Perhaps because of their similar temperaments, Tong Mo chose to tell Shirou, a strange "passerby", about his troubles, but the situation immediately made it impossible for him to get entangled.

Yi Wozuo turned around slowly, and turned his gaze to the group of people who came a step later.

The remaining four ghosts in the winding are farther away than them, so they haven't had time to arrive yet.

Instead, it was their old opponents who rushed to the battlefield at this moment, the pillars of the Demon Slayer Squad wearing haori and carrying Japanese swords on their waists.

I saw three tall or petite swordsmen, both male and female, walking towards each other from behind the collapsed building.

Shuizhu Tomioka Yoshiyuki and Chongzhu Butterfly Shinobu, the two were already performing missions around Tokyo, and they set off immediately after receiving the order.

Yanzhu Purgatory Xing Shoulang happened to be along the railway line, he came by train, so he was faster than others.

"There are engravings in the pupils of the eyes, you are the second and third of the upper string, right?"

Among the three pillars, it was the female Butterfly Ninja who spoke first.

However, the ghost killing team and the ghosts have long been sworn enemies, and they always draw their swords at each other when they meet, so there is nothing to say at all.

It's just that the two ghosts are both on the front line, and the Yanshui Erzhu beside him is not the type who is good at communicating with people, so Butterfly Ninja speaks out to confirm his identity with the other side, ready to strike at any time.

"I don't kill women, you go and deal with her."

Yiwozuo looked across Butterfly Ninja's face, and said so.

He didn't realize that there was anything wrong with him being the third on the string, casually commanding the higher-ranking second on the string, and this time, he didn't jump out to help the etiquette of the ghosts.

Tong Mo was even more cheerful, his carefree smile showed a little flower:

"Aiya~ You actually left me the only cute girl, you really have me in your heart, Your Excellency Yiwozuo—"

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The author has something to say:

Don't get me wrong, there is no [-] cp in this article, the straight man Yi Wo Zuo and the unbeaten Tong Mo, they have always gotten along like this.

The next chapter will be updated later or the name will be released earlier.

ps: pool noodles means pretty boy or handsome guy (Japanese usage)

感谢在2021-12-2808:14:00~2021-12-2822:05:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Yi Shining Jingjing 1;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yi Shining Jing Jing and Qi Qi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!