Why aren't people raising me

"May I ask, your name?"

Ms. Zhushi looked at Masaharu quietly, "I never thought that that man... Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi could accept a disciple."

Masaharu sneered, "Student... it's just a test product for his interest."

"That man likes things that satisfy his self-esteem."

After he finished speaking, he coughed more violently than ever, Kamado Tanjirou hurriedly followed his back, and the pink-eyed girl beside him also came over and stroked Masaharu's forehead soothingly.

Zhu Shi lowered his eyes, "Your illness...is serious again."

Masaharu took a breath, "...I'm used to it."

"I'm depressed, it's better to look at it."

Masaharu subconsciously pulled out Onimai Tsuji's usual smile, "Thank you Miss Zhushi, I will pay attention."

lie.

Kamado Tanjiro smelled the smell of lies, and besides that, there was a bit of a smell of killing the business and wandering towards death.

"Mr. Masaharu...they are not worth it, you still have a lot of life and time." Kamado Tanjiro said nervously,

Yazhi looked at the young man unexpectedly, his cheeks turned red with a smile, "What are you talking about, I didn't think about it."

It's just that it will definitely not become a ghost.

Masaharu didn't rest long at Zhushi's place, and was dragged by Yushiro to hide in the basement because a ghost came to attack him.

He took advantage of the chaos to escape, and no longer planned to get rid of the wisteria poison on his body, so he quietly went back to Natian Spider Mountain alone.

Tired appeared as soon as he appeared, his eyes swept over Yazhi's body inch by inch, "Your body smells like blood."

Yazhi stared at him with deep eyes, and then he relaxed visibly with the naked eye,

Like a wronged child, Yazhi knelt down on one knee and buried his head in tired arms,

Lei was taken aback by Masaharu's fragile expression that he had never shown before, "Masaji, what's wrong with you?"

Masaharu trembled for a while, and seemed to grit his teeth and said, "It's just that, for the first time, I'm so sure that I see through the truth of the world."

***

The rest of the story was the earliest that Masaharu recalled.

Natian Spider Mountain encountered a more serious enemy attack than before... It shouldn't be called an enemy attack, it should be a legitimate crusade.

The tiredness dissipated little by little in front of him, and Masaharu picked up Tanjiro Kamado's Hinrin sword, but his hand, which was weak due to illness, did not shake at all.

"What are you going to do?" Tanjiro tensed up, "Are you going to avenge him?"

"No." Yazhi answered him slowly, and even showed a gentle smile, "Why, my knife will not rush at brave humans."

Kamado Tanjiro opened his eyes wide, "Brave...human?"

The ominous knife light across the sclera,

"Wait, what are you going to do?" Kamado Tanjiro raised his body with all his strength, his muscles had completely failed after the fight just now, and there were bursts of severe pain, "No, don't! Mr. Masaharu—"

The broken blade rests on the neck,

"stop it--!!!"

***

The world after death was silent. When he came back to his senses, Yazhi found that he was standing on the side of the light, but behind the tired was a raging fire.

On the contrary, Yazhi became more relaxed, he no longer had to suffer from illness, and no longer suffered from inner torment, now——

"We're going to hell, aren't we?"

When he said this, there was no trace of pain, and he even joked, "Should I look back on my life when I go to hell? But I don't seem to have a revolving door, so let me sigh sincerely: Tired, glad to meet you. "

However, Lei pushed him hard, and said in a sharp voice, "Who told you to come! Has your brain been eaten by a ghost?! You can pretend to be a victim of our bewitching and live well in the human world! You Still, you still..."

He trembled, "You are still in front of me, committing suicide—!"

Masaharu embraced him and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, you accidentally saw that scene, but I really don't have the courage to leave you."

"Do you think that I will forgive you?" Tired panted,

Masaharu: "Why is your chest heaving so much? We obviously don't need to breathe now."

tired:"……"

Tired said coldly, "Because that would make me look more angry."

Yaji laughed.

"We are all dead, and now there are no other factors to disturb, such a quiet atmosphere is rare, we can have a good talk." He looked at the two people who appeared behind Tired at some time, "Are they your parents? It's great, you are reunited on the other side, I, can I go to a place with you?"

"No." Lei said decisively, "I, I have always felt sorry, the sins I committed must be irreparable, don't be dragged down by me anymore, Yazhi..."

Yazhi opened his eyes wide, as if hearing something that made him sadder than malicious slander, he frowned, "What do you mean?"

"I'm going to hell, you go to the place behind you...it's very warm and bright at first glance."

Lei's parents stood behind Lei, with gentle but firm eyes, "Yazhi, we have been waiting here for a long time, just to accompany Lei to atone for our sins, and Lei has us, so you don't have to worry."

What do you mean don't worry?

A trace of anger climbed up Yazhi's eyes and brows, "Then what about me! Am I not tired's family member, don't I want to be with tired--"

"Because you are different from Mom and Dad, Masaharu." Tired withdrew from Masaharu's embrace, "If I have to say it, the me after becoming a ghost and the me before becoming a ghost are like two people, and I can With your love, the bond between us is like God's mercy to me."

"Jazhi, don't come to hell to suffer again because of my sins."

"Only you, I don't want that."

"I don't listen." Yazhi ignored his nonsense,

After a short period of silence, Yazhi was suddenly tired and pushed to a bright place. Immediately afterwards, a force of attraction scrambled up his limbs, and he seemed to be able to foresee what the end of the light was—it was reincarnation, it was Say goodbye to this world.

Masaharu rushed forward desperately, struggling with that force, "Wait! Wait, tired! Is there no other possibility?"

He developed a strong sense of despair, and his voice was close to crying in desperation, "Are you going to abandon me too—!"

These words seemed to hurt a tired heart, and he stretched out his hand involuntarily.

Masaharu grabbed his tired wrist quickly, and the pull from behind disappeared suddenly. His voice became cold, and for the first time he said arrogantly, "I don't care, I want to be with you, even if Even if you are on the other side, don’t try to push me away, or I will hate you, and I hate to use 'for my own good' as a reason and ignore my wishes."

Tired was crying.

As a result, he cried even harder now, he compromised, but still couldn't help but regret, "I'm sorry... Masaharu, I'm sorry, how many people's lines have I cut off, this crime must have no end—"

"Family members don't need to say sorry, I'm tired." Yazhi stroked the back of his neck and held him in his arms again, "I'm willing."

***

Masaharu then runs into a wandering Darryl on his way to Hell.

"Is that the voice you shouted?" The huge monster floated in front of Masaharu, even if it was a soul, Masaharu felt his face turn pale with fright, "I heard people arguing, and I found it very interesting. "

Darryl looked at them, "There are not many people who can go to hell together for thousands of years. Do you know how many mistakes this kid has made?"

"you are……"

"Introduce yourself, my name is Daryl."

"If we talk about abilities, there are actually a lot of them. The more useful ones are probably - I am in charge of time and space."

The god of death knows everything, she sees through the thoughts of the white-haired boy, her voice seems to be bewitching,

"Want to make a contract with me?"

"Jaji."

Darryl lowered his head, and flicked his slender and terrifying knuckles a few times with joy,

"I can lead you to escape from hell, and even take you from the records of the other side. You are the only soul that can stay and shuttle in the world."

"remember,

One, how many people he killed, how many people you have to save.

Two, don't let others know that you are reincarnated.Don't be too conspicuous, conspicuous will be discovered by the god of death who is in charge of the law.

Third, the human soul can only endure three reincarnations, and if there are more, it will dissipate.

Agree? "

Without any hesitation, Masaharu and Shinigami came to an agreement.

***

"so……"

Masaharu Nakahara still hadn't realized the fact of his death. He felt that he had just changed places and met different people, "I'm dead? How did I die? I was killed by Verlaine? Darryl, the god of death is on my side. Will you leave after the third death...But me, but I am in this world..."

And family and friends.

I am only nine years old.

The two memories are temporarily difficult to reconcile, and Yazhi's mood is so excited that he can't add it.

After recognizing the reality, followed by overwhelming regret and confusion,

"I made an appointment with Matsuda to go to the amusement park next weekend, and Kazuka also counted his annual vacation, and he will take it to Okinawa... Even Sorasuke said that he would have the [-]rd match with me... "

Masaharu clutched his oppressed and painful chest,

"I haven't done anything yet! Tired, I didn't save more people, I didn't redeem your sins, this third reincarnation seems to be over before everything started, I obviously..."

His voice gradually became hoarse, "I don't know...I..."

"Am I going to dissipate even my soul?"

"Darryl said that the human soul can only be reincarnated three times. What will happen to me if I fail? I have nowhere else to go?" Yazhi stared at Lei in front of him, as if he was grasping the spider's silk that sustains life, "disappeared It doesn't matter if you have nowhere to go, and you can return to the earth, but am I..." He trembled because of the bad consequences he imagined, and his tone was a little choked up, "Am I going to forget you forever?"

For Masaharu, even the memories destined to be tragic and painful are extremely precious. Those values ​​are immeasurable. Even if it is not the standard definition of perfection, what is perfection? It is just a word in human cognition. And the income is already good enough to make him feel lucky for three lives.

My world is built by you, even if we can't get a safe and happy ending, but we are willing to care about each other and pay for each other, such a heart-to-heart bond, compared with another life in fantasy that has never been obtained, There is no need to distinguish or compare at all.

"Don't cry, Yazhi." Lei stretched out his hand and stroked Yazhi's head, "You are my brother..."

"But I have always been sheltered by Lei." Yazhi said, "When I am sad, I still want to talk to Lei, and I want to be comforted by Lei. No matter how my appearance changes, no matter how my role changes, my dependence on those close to me will never disappear. "

"Yazhi," said tired surprisingly calmly, "do you know why I still look like a ghost?"

His hair was still flamboyantly gray and white, with blood-red facial lines and eye whites, as well as weird eyes.

Yazhi blinked hesitantly, "Because...the sins have not been redeemed?"

Tired lips curled into a slight smile, "Didn't the god of death say that she can do many things?"

A behemoth appeared out of thin air from behind tired, and Darryl seemed to have grasped the timing to make a precise appearance. She stretched out her hand to Yazhi, her empty eyes shimmering,

"That's why I came to you."

"Give me my ability to you."