[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

In the steaming kitchen, Katsuya Saeki had already put on his apron.Hearing my question, he froze for a moment, looked around, pointed to the cutting board and the kitchen knife on the cutting board: "Could you help me cut some potatoes and green peppers, please?"

I rolled up my sleeves and walked in, took the kitchen knife, weighed it, and got used to the feel of the hand, because I was used to the relationship of breaking the whirling, and I took a knife hand, but Katsuya Saeki happened to turn around to pick up something, and when he saw me move, he rushed Come over and hold my wrist: "What are you doing?!"

I was also taken aback by him: Didn't you see that I had a knife in my hand? I just rushed over like this. I have never seen such a tiger. The key point is that I was scolded when he rushed over.

After touching my nose, I could only spread my five fingers to show him that I was unharmed.

Katsuya Saeki looked at the kitchen knife laying obediently in my palm, and I couldn't refute that my fingers were intact and the skin was not broken. In the end, I could only sigh: "Even if there is no injury, such an action is too dangerous."

I had forgotten that he was an ordinary person. In the eyes of ordinary people, waving a sharp knife like this is looking for death. I had to promise him that I would cut vegetables seriously and stop playing: "What kind of cuts do I need?"

The blue-eyed and brown-haired young man sighed again, and looked at me helplessly: "I just want to make a plate of shredded green peppers and potatoes... Mr. Uchiha hasn't cooked any dishes, has he?"

Spotted, I acquiesced with a shrug.

Katsuya Saeki could only gesture to me with his hands: "It's so long, just try to make it as thin as possible."

"Try to be as thin as possible," I pondered for a moment, "Is it okay to have fine hair?"

"Huh?" He was dumbfounded.

I frowned: "Do you want it to be thinner..." It's not impossible, but I didn't expect it to be so troublesome to make a dish.

Katsuya Saeki reacted quickly, and quickly waved his hands: "No, no, normal thickness is fine."

He looked around the kitchen, and finally showed me a chopstick, telling me that I only need chopsticks as thick as chopsticks.

It's simple.

I nodded, and as he turned and put the chopsticks back where they were, I chopped up the potatoes and green peppers.

"Saeki-kun, it's all right. Is there anything else..." The voice disappeared under his hasty turn, and Saeki Katsuya's expression was more surprised than before. He looked at my hand carefully and cut it on the cutting board. Caisi looked at my hands and opened his mouth, unable to make a sound for a long time.

I thought that I can only do this kind of rough work, and I don't know how to cook or cook, so I asked: "Is there anything else that needs to be cut?" My eyes have already bypassed Katsuya Saeki, looking at the cooking table behind him other ingredients.

Then, I was pushed out of the kitchen by him, Katsuya Saeki sincerely thanked me for my help, and suggested that I just go to the sofa and watch TV obediently, and he can do the rest.

Since he asked so, I can only agree, just take advantage of this time to learn about the news of this world through TV, and think about how to go back.

Touching the empty rope around my neck, I frowned and thought about whether the broken Gouyu had anything to do with my coming to this world.

Now that I think about it carefully, my Susanoo was directly scattered by the wood between the Senju Pillars. When countless palms hit me, a powerful chakra burst out from the Gouyu and wrapped me up. Maybe it was I survived because of that chakra, and the space transfer occurred.

After all, this is actually space ninjutsu, but to be able to transfer between the two worlds, the amount of chakra required must be huge.

Now that the red jade has been shattered, where should I find another thing that stores such a large amount of chakra...

Touching my eyes, I thought of my second brother's kaleidoscope ability. I always thought it was useless before, but after thinking about it, it might come in handy in this situation...

The aroma of the food brought me back to my senses, Katsuya Saeki pushed open the kitchen door, served the food and greeted me to eat.

He jumped off the sofa cross-legged, and was taught by Katsuya Saeki not to walk barefoot on the tiles, so he had to go back and put on slippers. The news on TV was still playing, but the host was changed.

While eating, the news happened to be talking about gang fights and conflicts, reminding residents in the conflict areas not to go out casually at night. Katsuya Saeki also heard the host's suggestion, frowned and said to me: "If ordinary people really touch There’s no way to do something like this, right?”

I nodded in agreement, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic. This situation is like two gangs of ninjas fighting. An ordinary person passing by was accidentally affected by the fight, and died without saying anything.Sure enough, compared to ordinary people, ninjas are considered happy, at least they have the ability to protect themselves.The host looked at the news manuscript in his hand and talked about the two organizations that fought last night, one of which was the famous Igarashi group...

Katsuya Zueki immediately noticed the chopsticks in his hand, and he raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

I also have some doubts that I heard it wrong just now, how could such a coincidence happen.

Looking back at the TV, a blurry photo of the current leader of the Igarashi Group happened to be released on the screen. It seemed that the TV reporter was stopped by the bodyguard when he went to interview, and he only took such a blurry picture in a hurry. However, for me Say, no matter how blurry the picture is, as long as it is a familiar person, it can still be recognized at a glance...

There are such coincidences in the world.

The fingers holding the chopsticks loosened, and I was quite worried that I would break the fragile wood by accident.

Igarashi Group, the leader is Igarashi Asota.

In an instant, the gloomy and cold face of an old man flashed before his eyes.

The closed mansion, the silent nanny, the dark life without freedom... All these once extremely familiar memories surged out from the bottom of my heart.

I thought I had forgotten, but in fact I just kept these memories deep in my heart.When I saw someone I was familiar with, that switch was turned on, and all the gray memories were released.

Before becoming Uchiha mirror, my name was Igarashi mirror, also called Cheng Jing, my mother was from country z, and my father was from country r.

My mother, as a student studying abroad, had a one-night stand with my father and got pregnant before marriage. She originally wanted to abort the child, who was me, but was stopped by the father who heard the news, who was my father. Grandpa, Igarashi Asata.

At that time, Igarashi Tota was in urgent need of an heir when his son refused to inherit the Yakuza organization, so he traded money with his mother in exchange for my birth.

After giving birth to me, my mother returned to China with the money she deserved, and left me to my grandfather to be raised.

I can't remember the memories before I was three years old. I only remember that my life has changed drastically since my fifth birthday.

Before I was five years old, I was the heir of the underworld organization, the heir carefully cultivated and loved by my grandfather, but after I was five years old, after my father came home and refused to recognize me as a son, my grandfather's attitude towards me also changed 180 degrees .

First, I lost the freedom to go out casually, and then my living location kept changing. At the same time, my tutors and familiar nanny housekeepers also disappeared one by one. Finally, I found myself imprisoned in an old house in the suburbs, except for one There was no one but the dumb nanny, and grandpa hadn't shown up for a long time.

At first I was desperate, I was crying, making noise, breaking things, wanting anyone to show up because of my actions and explain to me what was going on.

However, I waited three months.

During these three months, no matter how naughty I was, how loud I was, how I trampled on my body and made myself sick, no one appeared except the silent nanny.

I think it's like being suddenly forgotten by this world.

I gradually calmed down, and one day I sneaked out while the nanny was not paying attention-failed.Before I even touched the iron railing of the gate, I was thrown back by the black-clothed bodyguard who suddenly appeared.

Seeing new people appear, I thought I saw hope, and started making noise again, constantly approaching the bodyguard guarding the gate.

In the end, he was probably moved by my persistence. One year later, the bodyguard was finally flattered by me and let go.

He told me that my grandpa no longer wanted me and didn't recognize me as his heir because he had a new grandson, the boy was my father's recognized son, and the boy's mother was the owner of a love hotel, although it wasn't What a serious identity, but she is from country R.After my grandfather confirmed that the boy was really another son of my father, he immediately abandoned me and began to carefully raise that child, my half-brother.

I still remember the sympathy on the bodyguard's face that was always as cold as a stone after he told me the truth. He looked at me and said nothing, but I have seen my future in his eyes: that's it I have been locked here all the time. I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, books and TV, but I don’t have freedom.I want to grow up in that gloomy old house, and then die of old age in silence.

After being told such a cruel thing, I, who was only six years old at the time, was literally petrified, so it took a long time to find out that the bodyguard who told me the truth had disappeared and was replaced by a new bodyguard.This bodyguard is more silent and ruthless than the previous one, no matter how much I pester him, he will never utter a single word.

Later, until the day I killed him, I found out that his tongue would have been cut off, and his ten fingers would have been cut off, even if he wanted to tell me, it would be useless.

"Uchiha-kun? Uchiha-kun?" Saeki Katsuya's call brought me back to my senses.

"What's wrong?" I asked lightly.

"...Are you okay?" He looked at me, concern evident in his clear blue eyes.

I don't know what to do when I recall such an ancient thing, anyway, everything is in the past, since I died for that family, for that grandpa, everything is over.It is Uchiha Kagami who is alive now, not Igarashi Kagami, nor Cheng Jing. Those so-called relatives have nothing to do with me now, they are just strangers.

"It's nothing, I just thought of something." I looked at Saeki Katsuya's expression and added, "Not a good thing."

The young man with a gentle temperament softened his face, he looked at me and smiled: "It's all over."

I lowered my eyes and smiled without any smile: "Well, everything is over."

The chopsticks pick up a bunch of shredded potatoes, each one is the same thickness as the chopsticks, and I am sure that each one has the same diameter. I still have the confidence in this point.

Katsuya Saeki was also amazed at my knife skills. Halfway through his compliments, he remembered something, got up and took out a long object from the bedroom, which was wrapped in a piece of black cloth, and the shape was...

My heart beat a little faster, and I took the long object.

"I almost forgot, this is yours." Katsuya Zueki explained to me, "I wrapped it up and put it in the cabinet when I came back. If I hadn't seen you so proficient with a knife today, I would have forgotten it. Excuse me."

I kicked up the black cloth, and sure enough, I saw the familiar sword Tsubasa.

Wrapping it again with a black cloth, and placing Duan Posawa on my knees, I raised my eyes to thank Katsuya Saeki.

He smiled and waved his hands, not surprised that I fell to the ground with such a dangerous weapon and had a fever. If it was me, I would definitely think that such a person is dangerous and hope that I leave quickly.

According to my understanding of him, this young man is gentle but weak, and doesn't want to cause trouble, so why didn't he mention anything about letting me go, and didn't ask about my past.

The young man who lowered his head to eat seemed to have noticed my gaze, raised his head and touched his face: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

I shook my head: "Nothing."

This man is interesting.

I always feel that he should not be like this now, not talking about looks, but talking about temperament.

I think I still have this kind of vision for seeing people. Katsuya Saeki looks timid and ordinary, but in fact he has keen observation skills, and he is just right when getting along with people, and he can always avoid some dangerous problems.So why is such a person with excellent aptitude content to be ordinary, and even try to suppress his excellent talent?

Is there such a possibility: Sometimes a mask stays for a long time, even the person wearing the mask forgets the existence of the mask?It's like a genius keeps hypnotizing that he is ordinary, and in the end he really becomes an ordinary person.

I glanced at Katsuya Saeki again out of the corner of my eye. The young man's eating posture was very well-mannered, and I couldn't find any mistakes, but I couldn't tell whether he liked today's meal or not.Maybe it's because he cooked it himself, so he's used to eating it, so it doesn't exist. Is it delicious?

But I have stayed at his house for several days, and it seems that I have never seen him have any hobbies. The daily routine is to go to work, get off work, cook and eat, take a bath and sleep.

Such a monotonous, unchanging life makes me, an outsider, look really creepy.

The author has something to say: Katsuya Saeki comes from Ghost Animal Glasses, a game, if you haven’t played it, you can Baidu it... Well, let’s forget it for children

I didn't expect so many people to be blown up by ghost animal glasses =-= Have you forgotten that Jing is a straight man, a straight man who is straighter than an iron rod!

ps: This chapter reflects why Kagami is illiterate and can't understand Aokiji's confession——

Because he was locked up in a mansion at the age of five in his previous life, and no one taught him!If it weren't for his family education before the age of five, he wouldn't even be able to write his own name!Alas, his previous life was a great tragedy.