Artoria wants to read people's hearts

"Our house is quite big, and it's easy to clean up an empty room."

"How?" Purgatory Xingshoulang asked again, "Do you want to move here?"

".......Well."

To be honest, it is indeed more convenient to move here.

But now I live in Butterfly Ninja's territory, so... I still need to ask the landlord for permission.

Thinking of this, Arturia shifted her gaze to the black-haired girl who was quietly drinking tea next to her.

"Shinobu, may I ask?"

She was sitting upright, with a cautious expression on her face.

That look, as if a child who wants to go on a spring outing needs a parent to sign the consent form, it is really ridiculous.

"Of course there is no problem."

She put down the teacup in her hand amusedly.

"It's a good thing to be able to get the approval of Mr. Purgatory, isn't it?"

"Let's pack our luggage when we get back." Butterfly Shinobu finalized the matter, "You can pack your bags/come over and live in tomorrow morning."

"That's right. Tomorrow morning is indeed a good time." Purgatory Xingshoulang echoed from the side, "After all, I also need to help you clean up the house first."

"Hmm! It's decided!"

He happily patted his thigh.

"Start studying from tomorrow, Pendragon girl, training is very hard, so you must be prepared!"

Looking at the other party's fiery pupils, Arturia suddenly laughed after a brief moment of daze.

With arched eyebrows and eyes, the lake color in his eyes became softer and clearer.

"Well, I've made up my mind."

Chapter 8 The selection of humans, the carnival of ghosts (two in one)

"It's really amazing."

Purgatory Kyojuro looked at Arturia who was practicing swinging a knife, his fiery red eyes were full of admiration.

Ever since he started doing basic training on the first day, he already knew that the physical fitness of the blond girl in front of him was different from that of ordinary people.

Based on the principle of teaching students according to their aptitude, his requirements for Artoria have also become too strict.

But even so, the girl was still able to easily and quickly complete all his requests.

genius......

Apart from these two words, Purgatory Xingshoulang couldn't think of any other descriptions.

Unexpectedly, after only one week, I have nothing to teach her.

It's ready to be a teacher.

'But what a pity. For the thousand and one time, he regretted in his heart, "It would be even better if the Pendragon girl could become his 'stepson'." '

After Arturia swung the knife for the last time, he suddenly spoke from the side.

"It's okay, just stop for a while."

"???"

Turning his head in doubt, a puzzled expression appeared on that delicate and heroic face.

"Mr. Purgatory, is there something I did wrong?"

"No, of course not." Shaking her head, Qing with fiery red hair denied the matter, "I just think this is enough for now."

Blinking her eyes, Artoria said that she didn't understand at all.

"I have nothing left to teach you!"

Purgatory Xingshourou's voice was loud, but somehow he felt a little proud when he said this.

"And the practice schedule during this period is very tight, I think it's time for you to take a vacation for yourself."

Having said that, he glanced at the blond girl with gratified and loving eyes.

He has actually seen Pendragon's diligence during this time, and because of this, he feels more and more that the other party is a malleable talent.

'It's a shame not to be my 'step-son'. '

Purgatory Xingshoulang regretted in his heart for the thousand and second time.

"Hmm, take this!" The young man put his hand in his pocket and took out a small cloth bag.

After that, he lightly tossed it up, and threw it in Artoria's direction.

After seeing the girl reaching out to take it, he opened his mouth to explain.

"Here's some money, take it and buy some snacks."

A young girl in the blooming season should look like a young girl in the blooming season. Although Pendragon worked hard, his character was too serious.

He has a large appetite and can eat any food, and there is no taboo.

She doesn't look like a girl at all, which is really frustrating.

At least she should have some snacks, just like her former step-son Kanroji Mitsuri, she at least has a hobby of eating 'Sakura Mochi'.

However, maybe it was because I didn't have money that I didn't buy anything.

It was precisely because of this consideration that Purgatory Xingshoulang took this opportunity to give the other party these pocket money.

But...... She probably won't want it.

"Although I'm very happy, I can't take the money."

Sure enough, he heard a rejection reply from the girl.

Everything was as expected, and the young man couldn't help but rejoice at his wit.

So he raised the corner of his mouth and let out bursts of hearty laughter, "Pendragon girl, don't shirk, you'd better accept it!"

"Do you know that this money is not just pocket money to buy you snacks." Having said that, he patted the knife on his waist with his hand.

"The trial of the Ghost Killing Team this year is just around the corner, even if you are already very good, you still have to go through the process.

If you want to successfully join the Demon Killing Squad and get your own Sun Wheel Saber, you must go there and pass the trial successfully. "

Having said that, he pointed to the small cloth bag in Arturia's hand.

"There is still your travel expenses in it, so don't refuse any more!"

He didn't want to see the junior he was optimistic about, but halfway through, he was disqualified from the competition because of hunger.

"Just eat well, rest well, and go to the battlefield fully prepared, right?"

A youth who burns like a flame, but also has a gentle heart.

The other party's words have already reached this point, and Artoria is not a stupid person, she can really feel the youth's kindness.

So she smiled under the tree, the sun slowly melting in her green eyes.

"In that case—" she nodded slightly in gratitude, "—then I will accept it."

After hearing this sentence, Purgatory Xingshourou nodded, and then showed a bright smile.

Mmm!That's right!

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At dawn, the sun quietly walked into the courtyard.

Arturia packed her luggage, then got up and hung the small package on her shoulder.

Opening the paper door, she walked towards the place where Purgatory Xingshoulang lived.

"Mr. Purgatory, thanks to your care during this time, I am leaving now."

She first bid farewell to Purgatory Xingshourou, and then turned around to find Purgatory Qianshourou.

"Qianjulang, when I come back, I will bring you the best wagashi in town."

Smiling/smiling, she stretched out her hand to touch the furry head of the other party, and finally stroked the top of the child's hair uncontrollably.

After that, she ran to Brother Purgatory's father and bid him farewell.

"Mr. Purgatory Makijuro, please pay attention to your body and drink less alcohol, then I will leave first."

After Arturia finished speaking, she bowed slightly, then turned and left, walking towards the gate.

The man who looks exactly like Purgatory Kyojuro is a man carved out of the same mold...that is, the father of the two brothers.

Unshaven, the room was full of empty wine bottles, Purgatory Makijuro couldn't help sighing when he heard the girl leaving.

"Where did this strange child come from? I never thought that the Ghost Slayer Squad would have fallen to this level......"

Although he said disgust on his lips, his eyes were full of sadness.

Maybe this time, there will be another person who can't come back.

I don't know anything about the name 'weird child'......but even if she knew, Artoria didn't care at all, and just set off to the final trial place of the Demon Slayer Squad. up.

A few days later, on an unknown mountain.

Often strings of wisteria flowers hang down from the air to the ground densely like waterfalls.

At the end of the road surrounded by wisterias are the people involved in this selection.

Two children with one black and one white hair came to the crowd with lanterns and introduced the extremely simple rules.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to participate in tonight's final selection for the Ghost Slayer Squad."

Their voices were neither sad nor happy, like a robot without emotion at all. After listening to them for a long time, a strange sense of uneasiness arose in people's hearts.

"In this mountain, the ghosts captured alive by the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Team are imprisoned, but because the wisteria flowers are blooming all year round from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, the ghosts can't leave here."

"But—" the child's voice still didn't have any ups and downs, "—there are no wisteria flowers from the halfway up the mountain, and the scope of activities of those trapped ghosts begins here."

"Survival in this mountain for seven days is the qualification for the final selection."

survive.and get out.

This is the simplest rule of this trial.

Having said that, they turned sideways to look at the serious-looking reserve members of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

"—Then, I wish you all good luck in martial arts."

As soon as the voice of these words fell, those reserve members who were very confident in themselves immediately took the lead, standing out from the group like a gust of wind.

The mentality of young and energetic teenagers who do not want to lag behind others is fully expressed here.

Seeing this scene, Artoria couldn't help smiling knowingly, shaking her head, sighing in her heart that she was indeed a young man.

After this little episode, everyone began to enter the mountain one after another.

Artoria was at the end of the group, and her green eyes looked at everything around her with great interest.

Although it is dusk now, before the sun sets, those man-eating monsters hide themselves tightly and will never appear in front of everyone.

So in the last hour or so, their safety is still guaranteed.

Children who have no confidence in themselves will try their best to find a place to hide during this time.

However, for those "geniuses" who are full of self-confidence, they will choose to take the initiative to kill evil spirits.

but........

Artoria does not belong to any of the above two types of people.

The blond-haired girl held the Japanese knife in her hand (kindly sponsored by Mr. Purgatory Kyojuro), and strolled through the densely-vegetated woods like a walk.

She has an elegant posture, exquisite appearance, and a majestic temperament.

Even though he was in danger, he looked like he was able to handle everything with ease, which was a bit too handsome.

But the fact is the case, and Arturia is really not panicked at all.

After all, compared to the battlefield of swords, lights and swords, the captive ogre on this mountain really couldn't arouse the desire to fight in her heart.