The second floor of the restaurant, inside a gloomy room.

"Damn, it's not thin blood!"

A hideous-looking young man roared in a low voice, casually shaking off a corpse in front of him, which was naturally the restaurant guest who had been killed earlier.

"Someone!"

The man shouted, and the door was opened from the outside, and there was a short, thin man standing outside the door, and the man looked at the young man in the room with a respectful face, as if he had seen his idol.

"Dispose of this corpse!" The young man waved his hand and commanded.

"Do as you command, my lord!" The short, thin man outside the door immediately followed the order and entered, skillfully carrying the corpse, obviously not the first time he had encountered such a thing.

"What's the guest today?" As the short man carried the corpse, the young man pulled out a silk cloth from the side and elegantly wiped the blood from his hands.

"There are only three tables, a total of six people!" The short, thin man replied in a low voice.

"Only a few people?" The young man frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

"My lord, if you wait a little longer, someone else may arrive, but..." The short, thin man was a little reluctant to speak.

"But what?" The young man questioned impatiently.

"Isn't our move too big, though?" The short and thin man said with some concern: "Your appetite has been a little big recently, will the missing people in this neighborhood arouse the suspicion of the government and the ghost killing team?" "

"Out of the way!" When the young man heard this, he waved his hand indifferently: "This is Tokyo Prefecture, densely populated, what's the matter with the disappearance of so many dozens of people?" "

"But, what if..." The short and thin man wanted to say something, but when he saw the young man's indifferent eyes, he immediately closed his mouth and stopped dissuading. He knew that if he continued to talk about it and waited for his result, there might be only one way to go, death.

Watching the short and thin man drag the corpse away, the young man's face softened, but his heart was troubled.

'Thin blood, thin blood, I'm a little bit close, just a little bit, just a little bit, just meet the requirements of Lord Onimai Tsuji, my blood ghost technique, can change my body, turn into a bat to fly, just a little bit of strength, you can reach a new realm, Ghost Dance Tsuji-sama said, as long as I reach that realm, he will accept me to become the twelve ghost months, the twelve ghost months! ’

The young man's eyes were full of fire, as if it was a great honor to be the Twelve Ghost Moons.

Indeed, for ordinary ghosts, the Twelve Ghost Moon is the top ghost, the existence at the pinnacle of all ghosts, whether it is status or strength, it is the strongest person closest to the ancestor of all ghosts, Oni Maitsuji!

Young people want to be like that, too.

"Three tables of guests, hehe, I'll go down and have a look now, hope, hope to have the thin blood I want, only with a thin blood, I can reach a new realm!" ’

With his hands in his pockets, the young man went out the door and walked downstairs.

On the first floor of the restaurant, Haneda Ryuichi was leisurely drinking sake, and the taste of this sake was really unpleasant, just like the taste of the two pot heads mixed with water, which was weird.

At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a delicate girl came in with her head covered with curiosity.

"Wow, you can really eat here!"

The girl was startled for a moment, and then walked in happily, followed by a helpless boy, the boy was not big, only a teenager, about the same age as Tanjiro, but looked at the girl with a pampered face.

"Sister, we can go home and eat!" The boy persuaded, "Didn't you read the newspaper?" In this area, some people have disappeared recently, and they haven't been found yet, but Mom and Dad are taking care of us, and they go home immediately after school, how do you... "

"Oh, yes, it's okay, those are some wild news, I can't take it seriously, among our classmates, there are no missing people, I think, it's all those reporters and editors who are talking nonsense!" The girl didn't care, took the boy's hand, and sat down at the table, close to a seat next to Haneda Ryuichi.

"Huh!" The girl saw Haneda Ryuichi, first surprised by his handsome appearance, and then attracted by his temperament: "Brother, look over there... "

The girl whispered to her brother beside her.

"What?" The elder brother didn't know why, so he looked along the line of sight, and was also shocked when he saw Haneda Ryuichi, but then frowned and said to his sister: "Don't be so rude, Yingzi, how did Mom and Dad teach us?" Have you forgotten? "

"Got it!" Yingzi pouted, then politely smiled at Haneda Ryu, then looked left and right, saw the pale waiter, and shouted: "Waiter, let's order!" "

"What do you want to eat, sir?" The waiter came over and asked in a calm voice.

Yingzi seemed to be startled by the waiter's appearance that she could see clearly after approaching, and did not speak, and the elder brother said at this time: "Just bring us a sushi and then a miso soup!" Thank you! "

"Okay, wait a minute!" The waiter didn't have any other expression, and stepped back when he heard the words.

"Oh my God, brother, did you see it!" Yingzi tightened her brother's sleeve: "That waiter's face is pale, there is no blood at all, you say, she, will she be not human?" "

"What nonsense!" The elder brother's face turned cold, and he reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't say that about others, maybe it's just other people's makeup, you know, many singers' makeup will be turned into this miserable white, some even shave their eyebrows, and paint their teeth black, maybe this is just the characteristic of this restaurant!" "

"That's it!" When her sister Yingzi heard this, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to believe her brother's words.

Next to him, Haneda Ryuichi smiled dumbly, in this way, it's just a little girl like Yingzi, that waiter definitely has a problem, although he is a human being, but the anger on his body is extremely rare, and there is a sense of being half-dead, just like a living dead.

Bang bang bang ...

A sound of footsteps came from upstairs, and Haneda Ryu's body did not move, but his eyes moved slightly, and he could feel that an extremely subtle ghost aura came down from the upstairs.

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