[Familiar Tutor] Yamamoto May

"Because of some work." Yamamoto Wuyue answered simply.

"Nonsense! It's just because of work, how could Xiao Mu entrust you with such a thing!" M·M went crazy, "And that damn..."

"After all, there are very few people who can monitor Mirufiore's line." Yamamoto Wuyue held his head and thought seriously, "The reason for strength?"

"Are you showing off that you can help him!" M·M slammed the table.

"No." Yamamoto Wuyue shook his head, "I have answered your question objectively enough."

"Women's war..." Shimao couldn't help muttering to himself.

"I'm sure now." Kakimoto Chiku suddenly startled Jojima Inu, "She is indeed Takeshi Yamamoto's younger sister."

Fran's speed was very fast. According to the agreed position, Jojima Inu and Kakimoto Chizuo went to meet him. When they came back, they had brought back the body of Rokudo Mukuro and placed it in the room.It will take a while for Liu Dao Mu to adapt, and he is temporarily unable to respond.

"It seems that the cover in Japan has also been consumed a lot." Yamamoto Wuyue said after probing, "Fran, I'll leave it to you here."

"Ah... good." Fran seemed to have just realized that the illusion just now had consumed him a lot. Although he behaved as usual, he still looked a little tired.

"Hey, where are you going?" M. M stopped Yamamoto Mayzuki, but he was not as murderous as before, "Japan?"

"It's not necessary." Yamamoto pressed M·M's hand in Wuyue, "Pengelie is in a mess now, and Balian will go to Japan to support, so someone must be left to deal with the aftermath."

"You really don't want to go?" M. M frowned, "Isn't your brother there?"

"He'll see me when he goes back." Yamamoto Wuyue didn't care, "Besides, I think brother doesn't want to see me in this era."

A me who has become a mafia.

"You woman...it's just..." M. M gritted her teeth, "I really don't know that you are so heartless... Ah! I'm so mad!"

Yamamoto Wuyue smiled, and was about to leave the room. Suddenly, her body went limp, and she fell straight onto the stool, startling the three people in the room.

Only Fran, who knew it in his heart, looked out the window and complained, "Master is really rough."

Yamamoto Wuyue did not expect that the person who had just experienced the exhaustion of the battle and was still struggling with the recovery of his body would have the time to drag her into the illusion to talk. She did not sign a contract with Liudaomu, perhaps this is the only way to speak.

Rokudokuro sat in a chair on one side of the table, and with a deceptively kind smile, motioned for Yamamoto Itsuki to sit down on the other side.

"Are... all right?" Yamamoto Wuyue sat down on the other side and asked.

"It's not in the way." Liu Daoku followed kindly.

"Why did you call me here?" Yamamoto asked.

"Come to Japan with me." Liu Daokuo said.

"Hey..." Yamamoto Wuyue pressed his temple with some headaches, "You don't need to go to Japan all the time, I can't help you much."

"You won't be of much help if you stay here." Liu Dao Mu belonged to the type of understatement to make people feel embarrassed.

"The entire Vengley's system is with me, you say I can't help you?" Yamamoto Wuyue rolled his eyes.

Liu Daomui stared at Maymoto Yamamoto for a while, showing a hint of sarcasm: "What are you afraid of?"

Yamamoto Wuzuki's face also darkened, she knocked on the table: "Rokudaokuro, are you worrying too much?"

"Oh." Liudaokui leaned against the back of the chair, faintly murderous, "Are you thinking too much?"

"No, it's just that you seem to talk too much today." Yamamoto Wuyue was not murderous, as calm as a pool of water, but there was no gentleness on her mouth, obviously Liu Dao Mu touched the part she was least willing to mention.

"kufufu~" Liudao Mukuro's laughter was so cold that it made people feel cold behind their backs.

"You and I are just a cooperative relationship, so I hope you don't meddle in your own business." Yamamoto Wuyue finally showed her coldness that might be called her true face.

"Have you finally shown your ugly face, mafia girl?" Liudao Mukuro narrowed his eyes, stroking the hell ring on his hand with his fingers.

"This is my job." Yamamoto Wuzuki's answer did not fluctuate, "Are you sure you want to discuss this issue with me until Prynne gets 7 to the third power?"

Liu Dao Mu didn't answer, the strange light was flowing in the strange-colored pupils, his hand moved slightly, the whole illusion was distorted, and Yamamoto Wuzuki also returned to reality, she now has Liu Dao Mu in her whole mind The last expression is extremely complicated.

Exhaling heavily, Yamamoto Mayako pulled himself together and left the hut where Rokudokuro and others were staying.

When exactly did she become what she is now? Maybe she didn't know it herself. Maybe it was when her box weapon was burned to death by her own flames, or maybe it was her knife——Kunwu Cangyan in her own eyes. When the hands of the broken hands can no longer be repaired.

If it was possible, she hoped that she would not have to bear so many sins if she didn't choose to take this path ten years ago.

At first, Yamamoto Wuyue was not a technician, she was a member of the Yamamoto family, and inherited the sword technique of Shigu Cangyanliu. Yamamoto Takeshi held Shiyu Jintoki, which was her father's sword, and she The one held was Kunwu Cangyan. This knife was used by another person who inherited alongside his father. This "other person" had already been wiped out, but the knife went around and was delivered to his father, and was finally taken by Yamamoto. Used in May.

Shiyu Jinshi, Kunwu Cangyan, the only two inherited knives of Shiyu Cangyan in this world, people who have both tolerance and ability should not use them, and people who are not inheritors of Shiyu Cangyan can't use them.

My father didn't want Yamamoto Wuyue to inherit Yu Cangyanliu. Unlike his high hopes for Yamamoto Takeshi, he hoped that Yamamoto Wuyue could spend his life in an ordinary way. Perhaps the only person in this world who understands her talent best is her father. People, at the time when she chose to inherit the genre and found her father, the father asked her something.

Yamamoto Wuyue felt that when his elder brother inherited, his father would never talk so much, and cut it off without saying a word.

"Mayue, you are different from Ah Wu."

"What my brother can do, I can do too."

"No, I don't mean that your physique is not suitable for practicing kendo. On the contrary, your innate quality is extremely good."

"What's that for?"

"I can't see enlightenment in your eyes, tell me, why do you want to learn kendo?"

"I don't want to be the weakness of my father and brother."

"That's all?"

"That's all."

For the rest, Yamamoto Wuyue can't remember clearly, probably her father sighed heavily at that time, and then said something to herself. She only cared about learning, but ignored many details.

Her father affirmed her talent, but denied her character. Now it seems that her father's vision is so vicious. She thought that she entered this world to have the ability to protect herself, so that she would not be used by the enemy to threaten her father at critical moments. And elder brother, but did not accept all the awareness of this world, let alone the courage to try to change the status quo of this world.

In the process of fighting with other families again and again, she became indifferent, and the dead souls under the sword became more and more, until once again she rushed straight into the hinterland of the local family, Kunwu Cangyan became The ordinary bamboo sword was cut to pieces by the opponent's general. In order to protect herself, she injected an extremely large amount of FV flames into the box weapon. The price of victory was that her box weapon could not withstand such a powerful fluctuation and was burnt to nothing. Only fragments of the box remained.

Later, she became a technician, famous inside and outside the mafia, completely covering up her once short history as a combatant.

She knew the plan of Sawada Tsunayoshi and Irie Masaichi, and Irie Masaichi's deliberate release of water allowed her to preserve all the information on Pengoile. After all, after defeating Bai Lan, Pengoilee still had to continue building. Such a huge The database cannot be Bai Lan's funeral object.

So Yamamoto Wuyue knew what Irie Masaichi said about her "uniqueness". Among countless parallel worlds, there was a one in eight trillion probability that she chose to become a mafia.

The era in which she lived a happy life in the parallel world has been completely destroyed by Bailan, but this era—the era in which she was up and down in the dark world is still intact. Thinking about it this way, it is really ironic, maybe this is the only one she does not have. Choose the wrong path, but the price of taking this path is too heavy.

Yamamoto May stopped in her tracks, surrounded by dense forests, she closed her eyes, feeling the indescribable silence.

Maybe she should think about it, whether to let herself continue to degenerate under the banner of work, or to change from now on, if she has lost the possibility of returning to her former self, will she still have to create a new one? your own chance?

The only one who can untie your knot is yourself.

The fact has already been done, but she is afraid of being known by others. Isn't this a very contradictory thing?

She raised her hand and looked at the ring in her hand against the sunlight falling through the huge tree canopy. It belonged to her father. It was an extremely rare Transcendent A Grade ring that could withstand an extremely large output of flames. It fits perfectly with her attack style.The pattern on the ring was worn badly. I don't know which family it was inherited from. Even my father didn't remember when he got this ring. After she became a technician, this ring was rarely used.

"Japan...?"