Why aren't people raising me

——I am a very lucky person. Things that others are afraid of have become the closest people to me. I have received their rare care and love, and I have never been frightened. .

——For them, I can do anything.

The bright red fire flashed across the eyes, the spider threads covering the sky were stained with blood, the young man approached the retreating ogre with the determination to die, his eyes were red, his hands were tense, and the sharp blade cut off every time for the severed neck. .

Yazhi, who was hiding in the dark watching, seemed to be able to feel the rising heat. His sister held his trembling body and shouted in the noise of swords, lights and swords, "Yazhi, I'm so tired that I can't hold it anymore... Now, let's hurry up!" run away..."

Yazhi was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't come back to his senses, "...escape?"

Their ghost family, on this day, finally ushered in a catastrophe of extinction.

The ghost slayer who came this time was different from the previous ones. His mother was dead, his father was also dead, and his brother hadn’t shown up so far. The situation should not be optimistic. His only sister took his hand and wanted to take him away from the Spider Mountain.

Yazhi: "Where are you going?"

"Anywhere is fine! We can finally get rid of our tiredness, okay?" My younger sister caressed Yazhi's ashen cheek lovingly, "You can return to human society and then cover me. The two of us will be able to live together. Very happy."

Do not……

Yaji pursed his lips tightly.

going out will not be happy...

He has been with ghosts all his life.

"Let's go." Yazhi said, "I won't leave. If we are tired and won, we will continue to live as before. If we are tired and lost..."

It is also deserved.

Ogre will not have good results, even Masaharu, who was raised by ghosts, has always understood this clearly.

He has been waiting, and finally, the day of the end came.

The young man lost, and obviously tried all his strength, but he couldn't cut off the ghost's head.

Yazhi moved his feet and wanted to go out, but was grabbed by his sister, "Wait, it seems that something is wrong!"

A man passed by silently, his aura was stronger than all the demon slayers he had seen so far, the ogre who was still a child suddenly separated from his body, Tanjiro Kamado struggled to decapitate his head, At this moment, it fell to the ground like tofu that would crack if it was lightly scratched by a knife.

Tired eyes widened, his field of vision flipped several times, he stared at the dark night sky in disbelief, "How could it be...my head?"

It was only a matter of time before his body was burned from the fracture and spread to the whole body, and he would be wiped out immediately.

Tired rolled his eyes, and suddenly saw Yazhi running out of the hiding place, he opened his mouth silently, choked out a few incomplete syllables as if he was dumb, and suddenly screamed furiously, "Brother! Brother Brother, save me——! Why didn’t you protect me, isn’t it natural for elder brother to protect younger brother——you were just watching, but it was me who was fighting, ah, ah—”

He cried while talking, "Why can't you be stronger, why didn't you become a ghost earlier, what are you still doing here, are you killed by them as a traitor of the race—?!"

Yazhi rushed to his body, hugged his head and pasted it back to the original place in vain, trying to wrap up the cut with spider silk,

"It's useless, you can't recover if you cut off your neck with the ghost killer's knife..." Lei choked up.

Yazhi trembled his lips and couldn't say anything. He embraced his tired body, and suddenly coughed violently, causing his chest to tremble and his back to bend, like a tuberculosis ghost dying soon.

Seeing Masaharu's pale face and the obvious reluctance and pain in his eyes, the white-haired ghost who was hugged by Masaharu suddenly calmed down, his eyes stared at Masaharu without blinking, tears still falling down, "Why don't you run... My sister told you to run..."

"How can I run... Cough, we are brothers."

Originally, when he was older, he could be a tired father.

This play was torture for ghosts, but for Yazhi, it really ran through his 17 years of life.

The speed of dissipation was very fast, within a few breaths, only eyes remained in his tired body, he couldn't utter any words, he could only stare at Masaharu at the last moment with eyes full of tears,

so afraid……

On the way to Huangquan, I need someone alone...

Holding the lithe body stump in his arms, Masaharu picked up the Japanese sword that killed the ghost boy,

Tired eyelids trembled,

Kamado Tanjirou's eyes widened even more.

"Wait, what are you going to do, no, don't—"

"stop it--!!!"

***

"Little devil, little devil? Wake up."

Masaharu Nakahara opened his eyes.

He had a dream just now, and the content of the dream can still be clearly remembered. Although he couldn't see the person's face clearly, there were still turbulent emotions that could not be let go for a long time - fear, grief, and despair.

After losing his important person, he completely gave up the idea of ​​living, and he only wanted to follow his family to the other side.

At that moment, a strong and unshakable courage surged in my heart-we will bear the sin together, tired.It doesn't matter if you go to hell.

But why... He is living in the world now - he is still hugged by a cool guy wearing sunglasses.

Masaharu Nakahara turned his eyes and met the gaze that Brother Ku had been staring at him.

Brother Ku breathed a sigh of relief, "Phew, it seems that he was just fainted by the drug, are you still conscious?" When he spoke, Yazhi could still feel the vibration of his chest clinging to him,

"I should be fine." Nakahara Masaharu replied.

He froze for a while, then opened his eyes wide suddenly, his dizzy brain gradually cleared up his thoughts, he jumped up, and the back of his head directly pressed Brother Cool's chin, "Where is the guy who kidnapped me!"

"Ow!"

Brother Ku was forced to bite his tongue, angrily punched the child in his arms lightly,

"Be honest, we are chasing now."

It was only then that Masaharu Nakahara noticed that he was in the vehicle he was driving. He sat in the passenger seat with his cool brother in his arms, acting as a seat belt for himself. The driver was a handsome young man who was as handsome as the cool guy. smiled,

"Don't be afraid, little brother, you have been rescued. Zhenping and I are both policemen. Uncle will send you home safely,"

"Uncle? Hagi, we are not that old..."

"Jaji."

"Ok?"

"My name is Masaharu Nakahara." Masaharu Nakahara raised his head, "Just call me Masaharu, don't call me little brother."

"Pfft, hahahaha, okay, okay, Masaharu."

"Hagi, this brat is quite bold." Seeing the road ahead, Matsuda Jinhei shook hands with experience and reminded Masaji, "Hold on to me, the road will be a bit exciting later, you have to do the same as now Be bold."

Familiar, coaxing tone when facing children.

Masaharu Nakahara twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly heard a schadenfreude sneer, "You were stunned by a little pig, your brother is going to die of anger."

Masaharu Nakahara did not respond, and glanced at the back seat,

In the seemingly empty back seat, a three-meter-high monster was curled up. Her body was a skeleton without a single muscle, but she was wearing neat and ancient clothes.Just by making eye contact with her, one could feel a deep sense of death.

Death Darryl.

It is said to be female, although he doesn't understand why the god of death can still be divided into genders.

"But you are lucky, you actually got in touch with these two little police officers."

From the moment he opened his eyes in the trash can, the Grim Reaper surrounded Masaji, no matter how hard he chased him, he would never leave, and he often said——I was asked by you, thank me, boy.

Nakahara Masaharu knew he was a reincarnation.

But that's all I know,

He was reborn with the god of death for a certain purpose that must be achieved. He has been able to retain the memory of this life since he was a baby, but he can't recall the important past life.

Darryl, the god of death, once said to him, remember three points:

Do not let others know that you are reincarnated.

Don't be too conspicuous, conspicuous will be found.

Don't give up life easily, your reincarnation is not infinite.

Every time you reincarnate, your soul will be washed and washed, and the soul needs to be nurtured slowly to grow and consolidate, so the memory is as blurred as if covered with a thin film.

Recently... there seems to be signs of recall.

The driving car suddenly turned sharply, but Kenji Hagiwara slammed on the accelerator. Masaharu Nakahara felt the space flipped, and the whole car stood up with one wheel!

Masaharu Nakahara: "?!"

"Catch it!" The driver smiled. Masaharu Nakahara could see a bit of confidence and frivolity on that face. Before he could ask what he was going to do, the tires of the car hit a section of the springboard and flew straight out.

Nakahara Masaharu's expression belike: O_o

Fly, fly—? !

What are you doing, is this the scene of an action movie?

Such nonsense, no wonder he died young——

"Hahahaha kid, you're doing well." Matsuda Jinhei rubbed the top of his head, "I thought you'd be scared to cry."

Masaharu Nakahara: "Hehehehe, it's important to catch the prisoner."

Nothing to be surprised and afraid of,

Masaharu Nakahara's face turned pale and he tightly gripped the corner of Matsuda Jinpei's chest,

Fear is just a normal physiological reaction. His current body can even feel oppressive when facing tall adults, let alone a racing car that is as exciting as bungee jumping.

The speed of the vehicle was so fast that it made people feel weightless. Masaharu Nakahara closed his eyes unconsciously. The next second, he felt his back being patted comfortingly, and the hand holding him was also tightened. .

He glanced over Matsuda Jinhei's head,

There is a string of numbers floating on it——November 2015, 11

Looking at Kenji Hagiwara again, his date is - November 2011, 11

This is the ability given to him by the god of death, to be able to see the time of death of a person, and Darryl said it is called the eye of the god of death.

Although there are unnatural deaths that disrupt the rules, most people still follow this rule.

That's why Masaharu Nakahara thought the driver was a guy who died young.

The purpose of his burial in the soul is to let these people survive the death node.

***

The speeding car blocked the trafficker's vehicle at a tricky angle. Masaharu Nakahara was hugged and placed on the passenger seat. He looked up, and Matsuda Jinpei pulled the seat belt on his side with one hand, and said, "Take care of yourself." Come on, the police brothers are going to catch the bad guys."

Brother Police...

Nakahara Masaharu wanted to complain, but in the end he just hugged his chest like a child who refused to obey discipline.

Maybe his appearance is very attractive, Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his head twice.

His palm is very broad, obviously belonging to an adult male, unlike Masaharu's petite and teenage brother, and also covered with a thin layer of calluses due to years of physical training, touching his head makes people feel safe. Masaharu Nakahara froze for a moment, touching his nose uncomfortably.

Seeing this scene, Kenji Hagiwara smiled and said, "Jinpei, he's cute, right?"

"what?"

"Looking like an angel, being a child star or child model must be very smooth."

Masaharu Nakahara has rare white hair, and even his eyelashes are white, so his presence is very obvious. His eyes are clear and bright pink, and the lines in the pupils can be clearly seen.

However, this was not something to brag about in the past.

The author has something to say:

Demining standard weight:

There are many private settings!About the timeline (such as the time of death), world changes (such as ghosts did exist in the past), etc.

Yazhi was raised by ghosts at the beginning, so there may be some problems with his three views and biases, but his character has been changing in the second and third lives, and now he is the fourth.

The past life will be interspersed in the main line in the form of dungeon memories!

The first world begins at chapter 16, the second world at chapter 48, and the third world at chapter 84.

No notebooks!Reaper is a tool man!It's an original character!

Masaharu Nakahara, who has no memories of his previous life, is a pure child. Although he may sometimes feel mature, he also has childish moments.

In his previous life, Masaharu had a crush on 【相】, and this crush was particularly magical.