Don't talk about love, just sell birds

Send the woman's body/body back to Fujido's house, which is a three-way communication. The feeling of reluctance.

I also want to know what he is reluctant to part with.

"Let's go eat."

If he covets his body, he still has to sacrifice his wallet.

With a movement of the tip of the ear, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming behind the clouds, and suddenly the moon is shining through the clouds and mists. The movements of running and jumping are somewhat immature and childish. It is hard to imagine that he has lived for 1000 years, and the person who may be eaten by him A prosperous city can be built...

"I want to eat salmon, croquettes, thick egg yaki, tonkotsu hot pot, pork chop rice,..."

Izumo casually reported a large list of dish names without repeats, and Giyuu quickly calculated the amount that would be spent on food for a month. If he didn't have a considerable savings, he really couldn't pick up this hot potato.

The proprietress of the cooking house most welcomes this kind of big eater who gives money readily. She keeps boasting about the clouds, from hair to toes, wishing to blow him up into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

Giyuu on the opposite side was eating tempura calmly.

Having seen Izumo's appearance after pulling down the eyebands, I don't know if the proprietress can still say such compliments.

Izumo's lips are beautiful, the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, and the natural light cherry lip color makes people's hearts flutter even without smiling. It is especially cute when dipped in sauce, and people can't help but want to replace it with their thumbs. He wiped it off, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

But it's only the lower half of the face.

Yiyong seemed to be able to see the bloody eyes through the eye bands, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were ferocious.

"After returning home, did that person's soul become a Buddha?"

"Huh? Well, not yet, probably after the burial."

Izumo was eating vigorously, his mouth was stuffed to the brim, his cheeks were bulging, his mouth was left open, and some food scraps fell on the table, so he quickly swallowed it whole.

Yiyong couldn't bear to look at it without opening his eyes, he just asked, "Is it impossible to become a Buddha if the bones are not buried?"

"I don't know, I'm not a professional in this field, who would go out of their way to understand the story of the food on the plate, uh..." Looking at Giyuu cautiously, I was surprised to find that he was in a daze, and Izumo loosened Tone, fortunately not heard.

After eating and drinking enough, Izumo fell on the bed after returning to the hotel, curled up slightly, like a satiated cat, and was driven into the bathroom by Giyuu before he could comment on the dinner.It was the first time he saw the place where human beings bathed, and he touched it here and there, especially the faucet.

Humans are really strange creatures. Their bodies are so fragile, but they can make all kinds of tools.

Turn the faucet to the right for a circle, and the sprayer above will spout steaming water, turn it back to the left, and the water flow will gradually decrease again.

……

Giyuu urged him outside several times, and Izumo finally stood up from the bathtub. With just one thought, he had a light green dress with the same style as the Demon Slayer Squad, and the pattern of the haori was exactly the same as Giyuu.

Opening the door, Giyuu was dazzled by Izumo's bright clothes. It was still night, if he walked under the sun in broad daylight, it might attract the attention of everyone on the road.

"...the previous color was beautiful."

Giyuu spoke against his will for the first time.

The previous dark green was also hard to look at, but at least it looked better than the current one, and it was more low-key, so it wouldn't attract criticism.

"Really? Doesn't the current color look good?" Izumo walked to the mirror, and squeezed Haori with uncertainty, what was reflected in Akane's pupils was a very light gray, making the skin too white The lining is lifeless.

He rested his chin and thought for a while, opened and closed his eyes, and changed his clothes to a relatively darker color, "How is it now? Is it the same as yours?"

Yiyong looked at his dark green, then looked down at his own black, and instantly realized the truth.

It is indistinguishable from black and green.

"Sure enough, I'm still suitable for darker colors." Izumo seemed very happy, showing two sharp teeth in a smile.

No longer caring about his self-entertainment, Yiyong walked into the bathroom and was immediately surrounded by the hazy heat inside. He walked to the bathtub, the faucet was not tightened, and water kept overflowing, covering the ground all over the water surface. There is a thick layer of white gas, and you don't need to reach out to test the water temperature to know how hot the water is.

After he finished washing, Izumo was fiddling with the sun wheel knife he put on the table. The sun wheel knife is forged from orangutan scarlet iron and orangutan scarlet ore. It will change the color of the blade according to the characteristics of the holder. These two materials are precious ores that have absorbed the sunlight. Izumo's seemingly thin-skinned and tender fingers caressing them, not only hurt, but the hardness and softness are pleasing to the eye.

Hearing the sound of opening and closing the door, he said without raising his head, "Yiyong, Yiyong, your sun wheel sword is blue, are you breathing water?"

"Do you know how to breathe?"

"Ah, Yaoya told me a little bit, based on the principle of the sun's breath, he created the five basic breathing methods of water, thunder, fire, rock and wind, but I don't quite understand it."

Yiyong really didn't expect the lord to tell him such an important thing, did he really judge that he was harmless?Obviously they have been on the verge of losing control several times in such a short time together, and I don't know how many times he has been violent when he is alone over the years.

Yoshihiro recalled carefully, as if he had never heard of large-scale disappearances in history.

While there were many speculations in his mind, Izumo had already lost interest in the Hinata sword, and he got into the soft bed, the quilt bulged, moved up in a drum, and finally poked half of his head out from the head of the bed.

The white fox-head mask was still crookedly worn on the top of the head, and the colorless long white hair underneath was stuck to the cheeks under the influence of static electricity. Izumo brushed it away, "It's the first time I sleep on such a soft bed, Yiyong, hurry up!" Turn off the lights, turn off the lights."

Yiyong lay down on the single bed next to him, reached out and pressed the light switch, and the room was immediately surrounded by darkness, only the watery moonlight pouring in from the window, and it was peaceful and serene.

crunch.

This silence lasted only a few minutes, and the bed in the hotel made toothache sounds due to the violent movements.

Yiyong was forced to open his eyes, and looked at the person rolling around on the bed by the faint moonlight. He thought the rolling would end after a while, but the creaking sound became louder and louder, and a bad thought invaded his heart. Be reminded that just one word is drowned out by louder voices.

Izumo sat innocently on the broken plank, "I didn't know this bed was even more fragile than Oboro..."

Although Yiyong didn't know what kind of weight the oboro car was bearing, anyway, the ordinary wooden bed would definitely not be able to withstand his tossing and tossing.

Izumo got up from the ground with the quilt in his arms, and walked to Yiyong's bed side by side, "Can I sleep with you, Yiyong?"

His answer was a wordless refusal.

Izumo looked at the size of the bed, it was really difficult for two people to lie on it, so he gave up the plan, kicked the bed fragments to the corner with his feet, rolled up the quilt, and lay down, but he didn't dare to move any more , maintaining this posture and looking at the chandelier on the ceiling until the sun came out.

"Yiyu, why do you keep breathing while sleeping?" As far as Izumo knows, breathing can greatly improve the ability, but it will bring a considerable burden to the body, so Giyuu will not hesitate to maintain breathing... …

It can't be, it can't be to defend yourself.

Opening his eyes, he heard this question. Giyuu was still considering whether to explain, but Izumo shook his head and waved his hands, "Don't tell me!"

He was puzzled by his transformation, but he didn't ask too much, "Get up when you wake up, there are still many things to do today."

"Oh, I heard that there is a delicious sushi restaurant in the next street last night, should I go there for breakfast?" Izumo jumped up, ran to the window and poked his head out, wishing he could see through the walls Find that sushi restaurant.

That back view is always full of energy when it comes to eating.

In the twilight of the morning sun, the boy's body was so thin that it was a pity, and a strange and dangerous red was faintly visible in the eyes.

"...Stay here and don't wander around, I'll be right back."

Abandoning these words, Giyuu left after washing up.

This scene is familiar no matter how you look at it.

The author has something to say:

现在

Izumo: Are my eyes scary?

Brother: Yes, cover up quickly so as not to scare people.

after

Izumo: Are my eyes scary?

Senior Brother: It’s very good-looking, quickly cover it up and only I can see it.

Hahaha just kidding [spread hands without responsibility]

Thanks to Tsurumaru Kuninaga irrigation nutrient solution +67, to be honest, I was so scared that I counted the numbers several times [呲牙]