…
at the same time.
Butterfly House.
"Ahem!"
Inosuke lay unconscious in the yard, with a huge bag on the boar's head and foam pouring out of his mouth.
"No, are you okay?!"
Tanjiro's eyes were worried, and he squatted down quickly. After carefully feeling his pulse, he looked up and around in confusion: "What should I do..."
He was just passing by, but this guy who his father said was Inosuke insisted on pestering him.
He even attacks himself.
As a last resort, Tanjiro chose to give Inosuke a headbutt.
"Wow!" My wife Zenitsu also squatted aside and quietly looked at Tanjiro's unscathed forehead: "Poor guy."
——A wide forehead is not just about being wide.
Zenitsu quietly hugged his knees, his eyes resting on Tanjiro.
"I am so sorry."
Looking at Inosuke who was unconscious and foaming at the mouth, Tanjiro sat next to him, put his hands on his knees, and said guiltily.
aside.
Under the eaves.
Tanjuro withdrew his eyes and took out the paper figurine from his arms.
He rubbed his fingers and counted the number of paper figures.
sand…
After the last folded paper figure was clicked, Tanjuro's expression was startled.
——One piece is missing.
…
…
Near the Bei Ming Island residence.
"Meow?"
The white cat poked its head out of the door in confusion, looking curiously at the direction in which its owner was running away.
It retracted its eyes, sat down slowly, and licked its pink paws.
At this time.
Snap.
Chachawan was carrying a small leather bag and an eye drawing paper around his neck. His body suddenly appeared in front of the white cat, from empty to solid.
The white cat's licking of its paws suddenly stopped.
The two cats looked at each other.
!
"Meow!!"
The white cat screamed, jumped up in fear, stared ahead, and made a purring sound in its throat.
——But when it reacted, Chachawan had disappeared.
Meow! Damn it!
After looking around uneasily, the white cat jumped up and climbed onto the roof.
The invisible Chachawan was left squatting in place.
Chachawan watched the white cat leave quietly, and sniffed the smell on the ground in confusion.
He raised his head and looked at Senjuro across the street with his bright yellow eyes.
--strangeness.
The little cat was thinking like this in his head.
——Obviously it comes with the smell.
——But why...not that human being.
In his mind, Tanjuro's appearance appeared.
After thinking for a while.
Chachawan turned to look inside the house of Bei Mingyu.
It seemed that a very fragrant smell was permeating the house.
The thoughts in his head were suddenly filled with the fragrance. Chachawan stood up, stood on tiptoes, and stumbled into the yard.
In the small leather bag, pink liquid mixed with cherry blossom petals swayed slightly in the test tube.
…
on the street.
"here we go again!"
"It's amazing...I can't see anything clearly."
Neighbors on the street heard the noise outside and poked their heads outside.
Seeing Wei Ming Yu nimbly jumping over the boxes on the roadside, they looked at each other:
"...Is that guy really blind?"
tread! tread! tread!
"Namo Amitabha…"
Weimingyu Xingming was running, stepping on the street ground with every step. His strong body was bulging under the monk's clothes, and he looked extremely shocked.
The loose monk's robe was draped on his back, swaying slightly as he ran.
His ears twitched, feeling the flow of air blowing across his body, and Mingyu judged everything around him.
Uh-huh!
As he ran, he subconsciously turned his head and paid attention to Shadai who just passed by.
After noticing the clothes Sayo was wearing.
--hidden?
His pale eyes were slightly startled.
——That child.
At this moment, Sayo was shouting at the helpless Senjuro with tears in his eyes.
Wei Mingyu glanced at the two of them with his clear vision, and his calm mood suddenly stirred up a wave.
The heart rate is increasing.
"Namo."
Feeling the unrest in his heart, Wei Mingyu frowned slightly, quickly clasped his hands together, and did not forget to recite the Buddha's name silently while running.
After Tanjuro's thorough training, he exchanged letters with Bei Mingyu.
——Of course, the letters are read by the crow.
In the first letter Tanjuro sent to Beiming Island, he wrote:
[Never allow your body temperature to reach 39 degrees and your heart rate to exceed 200 beats at the same time. ]
[This will turn on a "status" called "Zebra". ]
[After opening the transparent world, it is easier to master the control of every muscle in the body, and the above conditions can also be promoted independently——]
[—But don’t. ]
[Remember, remember. ]
That's right, Tanjuro's letter to Bei Mingyu was to remind the other party not to turn on the markings.
Turning on markings can achieve an instant qualitative change in physical fitness, but it also has serious consequences.
——All striped swordsmen cannot live past the age of 25.
Except for certain people.
And Wei Ming Yu Xing Ming is exactly 25 years old this year.
In the original work, Mingming Island did not open the transparent world as early as now.
But he can also turn on the markings independently without any external stimulation.
This is what Tanjuro is worried about.
If Wei Mingyu "accidentally" activates the stripes in this situation - then he will die at dawn on the night when the stripes are activated.
…
Bei Mingyu is a monk, so he is not curious about the "consequences" Tanjuro said.
I have never experienced the condition of being able to autonomously control the body temperature to reach 39 like what Tanjuro said.
But just now.
The moment he noticed Sayo.
tread.
Weimingyu turned his head and stopped, his rosary beads swaying in his hand due to his movements.
White eyes looked at Sayo.
Probably——he has mastered how to open the stripes.
In a daze, Mingyu came to his senses.
At this time.
behind.
"Ugh—cough!!" The old woman held her broom on the ground, sweating profusely. She was obviously very tired. She shook her head:
"...No wonder others say you are pretending to be blind..."
The hoarse voice coughed and muttered two words softly and helplessly:
"You were born so strong, how could you become blind... Damn this world."
After a while, he frowned, straightened up with difficulty, and pointed at Mingming Island with a curse:
"Stop bragging about your shakuhachi!"
"It's really unpleasant!" She cursed, holding her waist and heading back towards home:
"Your cat meows better than this!"
The old woman walked far away, but she still didn't forget to turn around and shout at the top of her lungs.
Hear the words.
"Ah...that's so sad..."
Wei Mingyu lowered his head sadly, and two lines of clear tears silently ran down his cheeks.
Tap tap tap.
"Mr. Mingmingyu——!"
Senjuro pulled Sayo, who waved his hand and ran towards this side in small steps.
But he ran for a while, but failed to pull Shayo behind him.
"What's wrong?"
In doubt, Senshouro looked back.
"Wait!" Sayo's face tightened. She pulled Senjuro's hand in panic and looked hastily towards the moaning island in front of her.
that person!
The strong and intimidating appearance is completely different from the tall, thin, gentle and smiling teacher in my impression!
and--
Shadai raised his gaze and looked at the huge meteor hammer with a cold glow under the broad monk's robe of Mingming Island.
--What is that? !
Meteor hammer! ?
Sayo's legs were trembling a little, and he desperately pulled his hand out of Senjuro's hand like a cat that didn't want to go home.
Sudden.
Her panicked gaze caught a glimpse of Mingmingyu's eyes and forehead.
Eh?
The long scar and white eyes instantly overlapped with the teacher in his memory.
Although there are no eyes.
But Shadai really felt the emotion called "compassion".
All of a sudden.
Thoughts kept running through Shayo's mind.
then.
Snap.
Sayo's eyes were stunned, and he forgot to resist for a moment, letting Senjuro pull him forward.
tread.
Senjuro raised his brows and glanced at Sayo worriedly.
The girl he was pulling seemed to have her brain shut down.
At this time.
Without even realizing it.
Creaking…
A crumpled paper man slowly struggled out of his arms and floated in the air.
It attached itself to Shayo who was recovering from his thoughts behind him.
At the moment of contact with the paper man.
Sayo blinked, as if he suddenly regained his consciousness, and raised his head.
But——she was already standing in front of Bei Mingyu.
"Excuse me, Mr. Weimingyu."
Qian Juro was standing to one side with a smile, looking at the two of them: "This member of the Hidden Team wanted to have some conversations with you, so I brought her here."
"Yes." Hearing the words, Bei Mingyu nodded slowly without saying a word. He moved the rosary in his hand, lowered his head, and faced Sayo.
He "looked" at the panicked Sayo in front of him.
The emotions in my heart were a little complicated for a while.
There are some things that I had already thought about when I met Zhuo Yue last time.
——Why Yue Yue chose to join the Demon Slayer Squad.
It was obvious that he had made a deal with the ghost.
This question was something Bei Mingyu kept thinking about after that.
Maybe it's because of... guilt... atonement... or... self-preservation...
- He's not sure.
But at this moment, after seeing the child in front of him wearing a "hidden" uniform, facing him anxiously.
Weimingyu's mood gradually calmed down.
After the anger that almost got out of control, he was extremely clear-headed at this moment.
He knew the answer in his heart.
The "eyes" softened.
before.
Wearing a black hidden uniform, Shadai looked very small at the age of twelve standing in front of Mingming Island.
"Ah...ah...right..." Sayo's voice trembled, he hesitated for a long time, his eyes were distracted, he turned his head stiffly, and looked at Senjuro beside him as if asking for help:
"thousand…"
Oops…
The sound cannot come out...
Her eyes were trembling, and sourness accumulated in them.
Obviously, I have been waiting for this opportunity...!
Amid anxiety and anxiety, tears filled Shayo's eyes.
Just when she thought she must have screwed everything up.
Snap.
"...You worked very hard."
A generous and warm hand gently covered Sayo's head.
"...Eh?" Shadai was stunned for a moment in confusion, with crystal tears shining in the corners of her eyes, she raised her head and looked above her head.
It's Mingming Island.
His expression was gentle, his hand gently caressing Sayo's head,
"I'm already twelve years old this year." The corners of his white eyes drooped, Mingmingyu smiled, and his voice was low and kind:
"Happy birthday, Sayo."
The people Bei Mingyu had adopted were all orphans.
No one knows their birthday, so together - let Wei Mingyu, as the "father", choose a day.
Today is Shadai's birthday.
The moment he heard [Twelve Years Old] and his own name, Shayo could no longer hold back his trembling eyes.
Teacher, teacher he——
The tip of her nose was extremely sour and the corners of her eyes turned red quickly. She nodded vigorously, guilt pouring into her heart like heavy sea water.
Tears of guilt continued to flow from his eyes:
"Uh-huh!!"
Snap!
Sayo gritted her teeth, held the tip of her sour nose, lowered her head, put her hand on Mingmingyu's hand, and sobbed loudly:
"--sorry Sorry!"
Feeling the warmth in my palms, memories that were clearly clear at this moment when I was four years old surged in my heart.
Big tears were dripping down his face, and his throat was getting choked up:
"Me, us!"
——The paper figure on the back is slightly covered, with burnt marks on the edges.
All of a sudden.
Wow——
Seven illusory figures with different appearances and heights gradually appeared around them.
They all looked young and were wearing some shabby clothes. A few of them glanced at each other.
Together, they slowly put their hands on Sayo, who was crying.
Shayo raised his head, tears blurred his vision, and the hole in his heart was opened, and sadness continued to pour out:
"We always wanted to apologize for what happened that day!"
"teacher!"
"Brother, they are not trying to escape..."
"Because the teacher cannot see, I must protect the teacher. There are farm tools outside, so I want to use them as weapons..."
She hugged Mingmingyu's arm tightly, and her guilt kept pouring out:
"Everyone wants to find someone for help..."
"That's why they scattered..."
——Why do I know this...
Sayo explained while crying.
In her blurred vision, she seemed to see everyone gathered around.
Opening her blurred eyes, she stretched out her little hand and wiped her face full of tears, sobbing:
"if."
"——If we can welcome tomorrow as usual, we can explain it clearly."
"Everyone likes the teacher the most!"
She took a deep breath and thought about everything she had messed up:
"I'm sorry! I was too stupid and couldn't explain it clearly in the end!"
"It was the teacher who saved me...it was the ghost that killed everyone...!"
"I was the one who was wrong!"
After saying these words, Sayo seemed to have lost all his strength and fell down.
Wei Mingyu squatted down slightly and let him fall on top of him.
The corners of Sayo's eyes were red from crying, his head buried deeply in his arms, and his tears quickly soaked the black uniform.
A hoarse voice from crying came from below:
"--Thanks…"
After hearing this eight-year-overdue thank you.
Wai Mingyu squatted on the ground, looking at Sayo who was lying on his knees crying and falling asleep, and he was slightly stunned.
Snap.
Tears streaked down his cheeks and fell on Shayo's head:
"Ah...ah..."
Creaking…
The rosary beads in his hands gradually tightened.
"I am the one who...failed to protect you..."
He slowly leaned down and hugged Sayo who had fallen asleep. His usually steady voice was trembling slightly now.
Faintly, seven young figures appeared all around, like koalas climbing up a tree, hugging the body of Weiming Island.
Everyone hugged each other and cried.
…
The corners of Wei Mingyu's eyebrows drooped, faintly trembling.
yes--
If tomorrow.
Come as usual.
He might really become an ordinary monk in the temple.
Children can also grow up smoothly.
Everything - will not develop as it is now.
Creaking…
The hand that gripped the handle of the meteor hammer gradually became veined.
Everything - all because.
Wei Mingyu raised his head, his white eyes were extremely heavy at the moment.
——The King of Ghosts, a miserable existence.
(End of chapter)
