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Gafan, who had no intention of complaining, covered his haggard face with his hands.

He suddenly felt that the generation gap between people and the system was really huge.

"...but does this girl have a physique that attracts ghosts? And she seems to be able to see such things."

Gafan looked at Mianzi, who was sitting on his seat in the classroom, his body trembling subconsciously. A dry, gray hand stretched out from the drawer again, but he had no intention of taking action.

Because the next moment, the hand was directly pulled by the puppet sitting next to him with an expressionless expression, and then he opened his mouth.

"Crack, bang!"

Jianzi: "..."

Thank you very much though, um... thank you very much though.

There was a moment of silence, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes.

But when the finished doll was about to politely take out a banknote to "pay" again, it suddenly froze.

Because he seems to have no money.

Doll: "..."

No, you have to pay for food, this is what the controller said.

So, the brainless puppet began to look around, and finally...

His eyes were fixed on the banknote he had just given out in Miko's drawer.

"...Ah, yes."

Without the slightest hesitation, the doll reached out and took back the banknotes he gave out, then politely handed them to Miko, who had a silent expression, and said with a paralyzed face.

"Here, thanks for the treat."

Gafan, who witnessed the whole process: "..."

what to do?

He almost couldn't help but slap this artificially retarded person in his face to death.

Are you buying this for zero yuan?

Also, why on earth did you give her money?

Ah, no, I don’t understand, my head hurts.

Gafan rubbed his temples with a tired look on his face, and had no intention of blessing this guy anymore.

After all, it seems that these ghosts are just simple food for the dolls.

"...Oh, forget it, I feel a little tired suddenly for some reason, system, let's go back."

After a moment of silence, Gafan gave up thinking and said tiredly.

He had begun to hesitate whether to give the artificial retard a good beating when the doll came back from school.

But after thinking about it, I might as well forget it. After all, it feels weird that he is still wearing his handsome face.

"Well, Gafan, do you want to make lunch by yourself?" The system agreed obediently, and then asked curiously.

"Well, I'm not very good at cooking." Gafan said hesitantly.

"But I want to try the food you cooked by yourself, and you said you were going to do it in the store before." Holding the dumpling pillow in his arms, he puffed his mouth and shook the other person's hand.

"Okay, I'll make instant noodles for you. I'm not very good at this. No, this is junk food. You can't eat it. I'd better make you scrambled egg rice, and then add miso soup." ”

"Instant noodles?"

"Forget about that. Although it seems to be called Cup Noodles in Japan, it doesn't matter. The fried rice is pretty good too. Are you ready? I'm leaving."

"Well, get ready, Nagafan, you have to make it delicious."

"try your best."

Holding the other person's little hand, Gafan agreed casually, and then suddenly remembered that all the raw eggs in the refrigerator at home seemed to have been eaten raw by that bastard puppet.

"Um, but we have to go to the supermarket first. There seems to be no salt in the kitchen at home? By the way, is there such a thing as chicken essence in Japan?"

Gafan lowered his head and thought quietly, then said casually.

"The space is forced to move..."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly changed without warning.

The blue sky and the buildings of the teaching building disappeared without a trace, replaced by the moss-covered walls in front of them and the unfamiliar ceiling above their heads.

And the light is very dim.

"..."

Gafan looked at the empty, narrow room in front of him with an expressionless face, and then turned to look behind him.

It was a somewhat rusty iron fence.

If I’m not mistaken—

He should be in an empty cell now.

"......grass!"

Chapter 82: The swordsman who kills ghosts 4K

I made an unforgivable mistake.

In a bamboo forest somewhere, a man with dark red markings on his left forehead stood quietly, thinking this in his heart.

There was indescribable guilt and sadness in a pair of plain and gentle red eyes.

This is the second time he has come to this place, and the last time, a few years ago, he found the ancestor of ghosts here, a man named Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan.

Just at the moment they met, he knew that he was born to beat this man.

It was in order to defeat Muzan Kibutsuji that I was made particularly powerful by God, but...

He failed.

Because of his carelessness, the body of Oniitsuji Mukai, who had already been defeated, suddenly exploded in an instant. Among the 1,800 pieces of flesh that were scattered, he killed more than 1,500 on the spot. piece.

But the remaining pieces of meat were so small that even pieces the size of a human head might have escaped when put together.

Oniwu Tsujimu escaped miserably. That was the first time he found the other party, and it was also the last time.

On that day, he failed to fulfill his duties and let go of a girl named Zhu Shi with sad eyes. He also learned the bad news that his brother had turned into a ghost from his companions who came over, and was affected by it. Accused the entire Demon Slayer Squad.

He failed completely, and because of his failure, countless people may lose their lives in the future.

He felt uneasy.

After leaving the Demon Slayer Corps, he was confused for a long time. Not long ago, he visited the Tanji family again. They were very good and kind-hearted people. There he confided in him about his failed life. , and his own unspeakable self-blame and pain, and then there was another silence.

But in the end, Tanji's daughter, Sumire, came to him to play a lifting game. After hesitation, he picked her up. After seeing the most innocent smile on the child's face, he felt unspeakable redemption.

At the same time, Tanji's wife Zhu Mizi also came back from picking chestnuts, comforted herself with an optimistic smile, and stayed with him to eat together.

At that moment, he felt the long-lost happiness.

Before leaving, he left behind the earrings his mother gave him, and the breath of the sun, and finally solidified his idea.

He will spend the rest of his life searching for traces of Muzan Kibutsuji. Only that man...

He will never let the other person go.

After standing here wordlessly for a while, Ji Guoyuan turned around and prepared to leave here and continue on a journey that would probably take his entire life.

But at this moment, the bamboo forest in front of them suddenly disappeared, and even the daytime with the clear sky turned into a dark night with a full moon.

The cold wind blew by, causing the grass beneath my feet to sway.

This unexpected change of scene made Jiguo Yuanyi's pupils shrink slightly, and his hand instantly placed on the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Vampire magic, hallucination? It doesn't feel right."

At this time, an unpleasant smell of gunpowder smoke reached his nose. Ji Guoyuan turned around and looked back, and then the firelight shone on his face.

What came into view was the burning fields and villages downhill. The flames filled the sky, illuminating the dark night and instantly igniting Jiguo Yuanyi's inner anger.

Because not only that, he also smelled a familiar yet unfamiliar smell.

A petite figure wearing a red cloak and mask flew down from the air, looked at him indifferently, raised his hand, and the power of ice gathered in it, condensing into a suspended ice cone that could take away life.

"A fish slipped through the net? Tia and Tina are too careless."

Known as a supreme magic caster, and a vampire who was once called "The Nation of Destruction" hundreds of years ago, Ibiruai spoke with a cold and confident voice to the swordsman who suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him. question.

"Are you a thug from Eight Fingers? Answer me, and I will decide whether to take your life based on your answer."

What answered her was an unsheathed long knife.

As the palm on the handle of the knife was slightly clenched, the originally dark blade began to be stained with the red color belonging to Yang Yan.

Looking at the burning fields and villages in the distance again, thinking about the relaxed tone of the other person's words when he just said that he had taken away other people's lives, Ji Guoyuan asked in a deep voice that was colder than the other person's.

"Are you... a ghost?"

Looking at the other party's indifferent red eyes, for some reason, Ibiruai suddenly felt an emotion that was somewhat unfamiliar to him in these hundreds of years. That was——

A thriller called life and death crisis.

...

at the same time.

The kingdom of Li Yestije, the royal capital.

Some underground passage.

Gafan, who had changed back into his blue and white robe, was holding his hands behind his back, floating aimlessly with a look of disdain on his face.

"Damn, you're cheating me. You should at least let me sleep at home for one night before traveling back in time. It's only been half a day. No one in the production team is as busy as me."

Gafan complained in his mouth, and then he was suddenly slapped hard on his lower back.

"Fuck, you move slower, I can't even keep up."

The system tugged at the corner of Gafan's clothes, with an unhappy expression on his face. He was wearing plush short boots and his little feet wrapped in pantyhose and kicked the ground hard twice to express his dissatisfaction.

"Uh, sorry, that was an oversight on my part."

He looked down at Gafan, who was still floating with his head raised and staring at him. The system was only 1.4 meters tall and 1.85 meters tall. He fell into deep thought.

Then, he made a decision, leaned over and picked up the other person with one hand, letting the other person sit on his right arm.

"Well, that's fine. Next, I'll hold you and float."

"Forehead."

This move made the system stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head to look at his current posture, gently shook his slender legs wrapped in pantyhose, and couldn't help but express his opinion.

"I feel like I'm offended. Is this the way you would hold a child?"

"Don't worry, it's just your illusion."

Gafan looked away as if nothing had happened and said calmly: "It's easier to walk like this."

"Can't you just let me ride on your neck? Just like that slime did."

"Are you sure? The ceiling of this shitty place is not even three meters above the ground."

"Well, I still feel like this posture is weird."

"Then System, you can turn back into a dumpling and hold me in my arms. It won't be weird like this." Gafan gave the suggestion nonchalantly.

Then the system gave him a look of disdain.

"...Then forget it, this is fine."

Giving up on the entanglement, he hugged the neck of his stupid host and adjusted his position slightly to make himself more comfortable. The system suddenly felt that this seemed pretty good.

Because at least this way she wouldn't have to walk on her own.

After scratching Gafan's hair as if to show his temper, the system asked curiously.

"Speaking of which, where are we now?"

"You ask me, who am I asking?"