It turned out that the ex was a big boss

Sure enough, power is a very powerful [time], and using it is not without side effects.

Rather than saying it is a side effect, it is better to say it is the price of using the ability, it is just an equivalent exchange.

The power of [Time] can only be used in the past, and Haru Watanabe cannot reach the future.

Going back to the past also means losing the future.So every time Watanabe Haru went back to the past, he killed a line of his own future with his own hands.

Assuming a total of 400 million possibilities, that is, 400 million parallel worlds will be derived. Even if he returns to the past on this line, he will only obliterate himself from the future line.

Of course there are not 400 million worlds in total, so if you use it enough times, Haru Watanabe will disappear.

It's like it's never been in this world, it doesn't exist in anyone's memory, but it exists everywhere.

Like clouds, like fly ash, like air, greenery, sunshine.

He can be everything, or he can be nothing.

Putting his hand down and holding it on the handle of the knife, he pushed the knife away with his left hand, Haru Watanabe laughed.

——He pursues a peaceful life, so what if he dies and disappears?

Putting aside the "fun" in front of him and not looking at it, he couldn't help but shed tears.

……

Watanabe Haru's swordsmanship is superb, but he has no sword moves.

He just saw the tricks and dismissed them, and he already had his own reputation.

"Shua—" He drew out his sword.

Only the special knife and sunlight can kill this monster.Haru Watanabe understood it from the scattered historical development.

It is precisely because the method of killing monsters is so simple, that even though he first entered this place, he did not feel the slightest fear, instead, he was calm and then excited.

*

The monster's voice was so ear-piercing that the boy sleeping on the outside got up quickly, trying to block the fatal attack for his younger brother!

The eardrum hurts, maybe bleeding.he thinks.

Seeing that his arm was about to enter the monster's mouth, the teenager even smelled the fishy/smelly smell from the monster's open mouth, but he thought in his heart: Great, my brother was not hurt.

But in this short moment, time seemed to stand still, and his thinking began to speed up.

He couldn't help but pray.

If there is a god, please save Muichiro.

Muichiro was a good boy, he didn't deserve to die here.

At the moment of lightning and flint, the sound of the sword colliding with the scabbard suddenly sounded, it was too subtle, as if it was an illusion.

With a flash of white light, the boy couldn't help closing his eyes.Opening his eyes again, he found that the monster's head had been chopped off!

At the same time, there was a dull sound of 'dong' on the floor.

A worried male voice sounded: "Are you all right? I should have come in time?"

Toru Ichiro raised his head and saw a smiling young man with silver hair, his squinted eyes were vaguely blue, which reminded him of all the beautiful and peaceful things like the sky and the sea, the young man's silver hair reflected in the moonlight The light seemed to be really shining.

"Are you a god...?" Thinking of the thoughts just now, he asked a silly question in a daze.

"Of course not." The silver-haired young man laughed, "Does it sound good?"

What sounds good?Is...it sounds nice?

Hesitating, Shitou Ichiro tentatively said, "Does it sound good?"

The silver-haired young man smiled gently, and said something strange: "It's right if it sounds good, and it's good if it sounds good."

It was originally a very serious and thrilling scene, but the moment this sentence came out, it made people feel very funny!

Shitou Ichiro: "Pfft."

There seemed to be a sound of something breaking, but the young man in front of him felt a lot closer to him, and he was no longer as radiant as a god.

"!" Suddenly, he thought of his younger brother, and turned his head to meet his eyes.

It turned out that Wuichiro woke up just now, but he didn't make a sound, and now he has a bright smile on his face: "Brother."

The rest of the life after the catastrophe made Shi Tou Ichiro's face full of joy, and he hugged his twin brother: "Muichiro... that's great, you're fine... that's great."

Muichiro also hugged his brother back, and whispered: "Brother... As expected, let's join the Demon Slayer Squad."

Ichiro hugged him tightly, and said for a while, "...OK."

He didn't want Muichiro to join because he was afraid that Muichiro would pay for it with his life, but now it's impossible to continue his original life quietly. If he doesn't join the ghost killing team, the anger from the bottom of his heart can't be appeased. .

Even if this monster will die and this evil spirit will die, there will still be more evil spirits roaming around in places unknown to people.

Tonight, they experienced these things personally, how could they let go?

"I will also join the Ghost Killing Squad." He said through gritted teeth.

Since it can't be hindered, just join in. It's much better to keep it under your nose than to take risks in places you don't know at all.

Wuichiro is a lively and straightforward child, he let go of the hug and blinked his eyes: "But brother, you are not the most annoying—"

Ichiro covered his mouth; "No, it's different now."

Muichiro was not angry either, and nodded obediently: "Hmm!"

If you can't speak, answer with your voice.

"Two children, what do you want to do with this thing?" The smiling young man squatted on the ground and asked—no, he was simply squatting on the headless body of that evil spirit!

The young man even held his head in his left hand.

Really, just a head, only a head.

Or he just cut it off.You can tell from the fact that he is holding a sword in his right hand, which is still dripping blood slowly.

Such a scene should obviously be terrifying, but when the teenagers realized that they were saved by this young man, their fear turned into joy.

"Thank you!" Shi Tou Ichiro immediately stepped down from his seat, and even his younger brother followed suit, expressing their sincere gratitude.

Their heads rest on the floor, full of sincerity.

"You are not a ghost hunter!" The ugly head suddenly spoke.

The silver-haired young man was startled by his loud voice, his hand holding the knife was raised and then dropped—maybe he wanted to plug his ears, but it was really inconvenient at all.

"This thing will die in the sun, it seems that there is a special sword that can kill it..." The young man touched his chin, "The 'ghost killing team' you just mentioned...should have this kind of sword .”

It turns out that the organization is called the Ghost Slayer Squad.Watanabe Haru finally knew what the ghost hunters in black clothes were—no, what was the organization of the ghost hunters.

Hunting ghosts, killing ghosts, it seems that all such things are called 'ghosts'.

He quickly tied the ghost to the tree with the hemp rope he found next to him, and tied it tightly. He also used his own knife to cut the ghost into pieces from the gap after tying it firmly.

That way it won't be able to escape.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, the gloomy feeling from the ghost was shielded by the spell.Watanabe Haru left his name under the inquiries of the teenagers, and also knew their names, and then left here without staying.

The teenagers tried to hold him back twice, but they still couldn't.Watanabe Haru didn't know, but his uplifting behavior made him get registered with the Ghost Killing Squad.

——Of course it's on the 'good' side.

*

There is also a reason why Watanabe Haru didn't stay.

Firstly, he wanted to take a good look at what it was like 100 years ago, and secondly, because there would be no ghosts after 100 years without him, he was still at ease for the time being.

Definitely not that he wanted to play, absolutely not.

Haru Watanabe borrowed the power of the king to strengthen his physical fitness, bypassed the houses at the bottom of the mountain, and walked to the bustling area—the kind with lights at night.

Then, he was stunned.

The pure black hair is as perfect as satin, the curly radians are just right, the crimson eyes are a bit like a beast, and they are a bit like when he is angry, and the pure white suit is docilely worn by him——!

Haru Watanabe:! ! !

The feeling he had when he met Tsunayoshi Sawada and Chuya Nakahara for the first time appeared again!

It's because of the color -

No!It was love at first sight!

The silver-haired young man quickly walked over, bent slightly, and smiled as warmly as a spring breeze: "Sir, you have captured my heart deeply."

——"Can I have the cheek to ask, would you like to associate with me?"