[Death Shirazaki] Draw your sword, girl

Chapter 41

Can't draw the knife! ! ! ! ! !These five words are like some kind of oath, engraved bloody on her soul, like a thick hemp rope, strangling her so that she can hardly breathe, Chu Mobai knelt on the ground covered in cold sweat, looking helplessly at the The moonlight in the dark clouds murmured, "I can't... draw the sword..."

Can't have... strength...

Standing behind others is fine...no strength needed... just standing behind others...

The gentle female voice was whispering, Chu Mobai repeated with empty eyes, "Standing behind others..."

"Give back your strength...you just need to stand behind others, my dear child..." The gentle voice was like a feather, rubbing her heart gently, "Give back your strength... Return the Zanpakuto..."

"I will stand behind others... and return the power...to... Zanpakuto..." Chu Mobai murmured in a low voice, his expression became more confused, his black hair hung down weakly, and his slanted bangs almost covered the entire body. Both eyes, the moment the voice just fell, all the spiritual power disappeared without a trace like a hundred rivers returning to the sea——

"Sister...why do you stand behind others?"

Seemingly confused, the boy's voice sounded from behind, his voice was a little hoarse because of the scream just now, "I don't want to stand behind others at all...I want to stand in front of everyone...Sister, just now You are very powerful...I want to be a person like you when I grow up, I can rely on my own strength to protect myself, and even protect others..."

Chu Mobai's pupils shrank suddenly!The voice in reality severely shattered the illusory dream, and the gentle female voice sighed and disappeared.Chu Mobai gasped heavily, the cold sweat on her forehead wet the rocky ground, she stared blankly at her hands—what did she say just now? !

Want to return power to Zanpakuto?

How is it possible, the power that was finally regained, why should it be returned to Zanpakuto? !

"Broken Road 33, Red Cannon!"

As if to confirm something, Chu Mobai hurriedly stretched out her hand, but what she faced was a trace of red smoke emerging from her palm, which disappeared in an instant.Her face suddenly turned pale, and she actually disappeared...

The power she finally regained... what is that voice... It's such a gentle feeling, but why did she ask her to return the power to Zanpakuto?

Her intuition told her that this voice must be closely related to the reason why she dared not hold a knife.

But now... Chu Mobai sat on the ground dejectedly, his black bangs almost completely covered his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly what was ahead.

"……elder sister?"

The boy behind him walked up to her and called out with some hesitation, his voice still slightly hoarse.

Chu Mobai returned to her senses slightly, and she responded in a daze, her eyes hidden by the black hair faintly saw the outline of a person, "Huh?"

"Sister...does she have no strength? Because she saved me?" the boy asked hesitantly.

Chu Mobai paused for a long time before she slowly understood the boy's words. She stood up slowly, put her bangs aside, and covered one eye, "...No, it has nothing to do with you."

The lost power is slowly regained.There is still something to gain... After saving this young man, she also found her own instinct and belief. No matter how mischievous that voice is, it is impossible for her to lose her mind, let alone kill the young man in front of her, right?But speaking of this boy... the hair is actually silver-blue?Hair dyeing is still popular in Liuhun Street?

"It's because you saved me." The young man looked at her stubbornly, his short silver-blue hair was neat and neat, "Because you saved me, you used all your strength, right?"

The corner of Chu Mobai's mouth twitched. Do children have better imagination skills?

"no……"

"It must be!"

"..."

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No matter what this young man thinks... In short, it is a very helpless thing to be entangled with her.

Chu Mobai sat on the small wooden table, dragging his chin, and on the table was "The Encyclopedia of Ghost Dao" spread out.A few pink petals floated into the window and slowly fell on the pages of the book. Chu Mobai seemed to have realized something, and shifted his sight to the cherry tree outside the window.

Probably because the cherry blossoms outside the window were so beautiful, Chu Mobai moved the small desk to the window sill, sat in front of the desk, and raised his eyes to see the beautiful cherry blossom trees outside the window.

"elder sister!"

Suddenly, a smiling face appeared on the window sill, with short silver-blue hair, and a pair of beautiful dark black eyes, "Have you eaten, sister?"

"..." Chu Mobai closed the book silently, and the few petals of cherry blossoms were quietly caught in the book as bookmarks. She stood up, her voice was a little cold, "I don't need to eat."

After finishing speaking, I felt inexplicably... a little lost.

"Ah? But I brought rice balls for my sister." The young man stood outside the window, dressed in a coarse cloth bunt, his silver-blue hair shone brightly in the sun, and one of his food boxes smelled faintly of the aroma of food. Come on, hook the gluttons in people's hearts and keep moving.He looked at her, with innocence in his black eyes, "Sister, eat a few, maybe the spiritual power will come back after eating!"

Chu Mobai sighed slightly, "You don't need to bring me food. I've said it all, I'm not a god of death, and saving you that time was just an outburst of character... There is no such thing as losing spiritual power. It’s just that there’s no spiritual power in the first place.”

"But my sister saved me, isn't this always an ironclad fact?" The boy put the food box in his hand on the windowsill and smiled, showing his white canine teeth, "Brother taught me that I should have respect for those who help me." With a heart of gratitude, my sister will definitely not refuse, right?"

"..."

Chu Mobai looked at the young man with silver-blue hair, the anticipation and admiration in those black eyes, and the bright smile on his face, which suddenly gave her an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

...She used her own hands to personally protect a person.

She couldn't help but look at her hands. They were weak, but not tender. Although there were calluses coiled on them, they still felt fragile.

It was these hands that protected the child in front of him.

She slowly clenched her fists, and suddenly laughed, the corners of her eyes slightly curved, "What's your name?"

Seeing that Chu Mobai suddenly laughed, the young man felt pleasantly surprised. He leaned closer to the window sill, and his smile became brighter, "My name is Songxue Kong! My sister can call me Kong!"

Chu Mobai's smile also brightened slightly, "My name is Chu Mobai, you don't need to call me sister... Your age in the soul world is not calculated by appearance, is it?"

"You Soul Realm?" The young man was slightly confused, but he didn't think too much, "Of course not, but I still want to call you sister."

"Why?" Chu Mobai was curious.

"Hmm...can I go in and talk about it?" The boy scratched his hair and asked, "Although it's nice to have cherry blossoms as the background, it still feels weird..."

"Cough, of course." Chu Mobai was a little embarrassed, "Just come in..."

Inside the cabin.

"Because I only have one older brother." Song Xuekong said shyly while sitting on the couch.Chu Mobai said "Oh" as if he had an epiphany, "Is it your brother who is the god of death?"

"Yeah, my brother is a very powerful god of death, I want to be like my brother when I grow up!" Song Xuekong's expression is very firm, "My brother is my role model, I... I will definitely be admitted to the Jingling Court of!"

"...Really." Chu Mobai's expression was slightly disappointed, Jing Lingting... Bai Qi hasn't come yet, what happened?It's already the fourth day.

"Because my brother is the god of death... so I went to Jingling Court, and I won't go home for a long time, so I'm the only one at home..." As if thinking of something, the boy's smile was slightly tinged with disappointment, "So ...I really want a sister..."

Chu Mobai couldn't help it, reached out and touched his head, the ice-blue hair felt soft under his palm, "It's okay...Although I don't know how long I can stay here, but if I stay here, Just be your sister?"

The boy's eyes lit up slightly, "Really?"

"Well, really... well, your hair is blue, it's really rare, is it natural?"

Song Xuekong's newly lit eyes faded like candles, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes were covered by his ice-blue hair, "It was...natural."

Chu Mobai realized that she seemed to have said something that she couldn't say, so she stopped immediately, she stood up awkwardly, and laughed a few times, "Well, I'm going to get the rice ball...it's still on the window, I really forget Well, the rice balls that Sora brought must be delicious, right..."

"No need, actually I don't mind..." The boy's voice sounded from behind, "It's my sister who should care... Don't my sister think that such hair looks like a monster?"

"No." Mo Bai took the rice ball back, his eyes turned into crescent moons, "very beautiful hair, um, by the way, if Uncle... Mom doesn't mind, I want to try dyeing it too."

"really?"

Chu Mobai opened the lunch box, and the white and fat rice balls exuded a strong fragrance. Chu Mobai, who hadn't tasted the food for a few days, was drooling. She couldn't help picking one up, "It's true... the rice balls Very fragrant."

"Of course, I made it myself." Song Xuekong seemed relieved, and after hearing Chu Mobai's words, he laughed again, "It's out of print!"

"Um..."

Outside the window, the cherry blossoms were floating brilliantly like rain. Chu Mobai glanced out of the window and suddenly thought, "Kong, let's go outside and eat under the cherry blossom trees. It must be fun to have a picnic or something."

"Um... ok."

Kong took the rice ball, looked out the window, and responded, but for some reason, he had a bad feeling.

Cherry blossoms, withered flowers.

But seeing Chu Mobai being so excited, he couldn't help being infected, and curled the corners of his lips, "Let's find a tablecloth..."

Nothing to do, just go to have a meal.

Chu Mobai took the half-eaten rice ball to the window, looked at the sky to the west, and became interested, "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk, so it's a good time for a picnic, right?"

"Yes……"

After packing up their things, the two moved under the cherry blossom tree, and started off with rice balls.

However, this time-

"Long time no see, Chu Mobai."

The cold voice was filled with inexplicable hatred.

Chu Mobai froze, she turned her head in disbelief, the rice ball in her hand fell on the plaid tablecloth, and made a soft noise, but she couldn't care about it for the time being, just because of the sound——

As far as the eye can see, the girl is wearing a black death-fighting outfit, and the blade in her hand is shining sharply in the dusk. Her long black hair is tied into a ponytail and flutters slightly in the wind. Under her neat bangs, a pair of black eyes There was a sharp streamer, a black rope was hung on her white neck, and a hexagonal wooden sign strung on the rope was leisurely hanging on her chest. She looked at Chu Mobai with a deep hatred in her eyes, like a knife scraping Chu Mobai could hardly breathe!

"Xiao...Xiao Luo?!"

The author has something to say:

Emma's nest is about to die...

It’s almost entering the virtual circle, that is to say, it’s coming to the end... Emma originally felt that Rigeng felt so fast.

Bookmark it, drop it, feel tired and have no love... There are so few comments recently... Is it only Mr. M who loves me (depressed)