How to be a mother to Shanyi

According to Yuhao Tianyuan's wife, if you want to hide a sufficient number of weapons on your body, you must need the assistance of some foreign objects.

"Daoyu-kun can sew a few hidden pockets in the uniform, or fill in two pockets in the haori sleeves, as long as it is easy to access, it will be fine."

The female ninja with long black hair said:

"But other than that, the more difficult thing is to hide close to the body, because when performing some spying tasks, you need to hide your identity, and some weapons cannot be placed in places that can be easily checked out. My sisters and I are more They are used to hiding in some hidden places, and few people are more vigilant towards women than men with strong bodies, but Dao Yu-jun's words..."

She paused, then squatted on the ground with her knees hugged, took out a roll of bandages from a mess of murder weapons, pointed and said:

"For men, it is easier to get away with disguising a wound, and fixing it with a bandage is also very friendly to beginners. You don't have to worry about things falling because of too much movement during combat. In fact, a more suitable method is to fix it with a wire. But you have to be very skilled so you won’t get cut by the wire, so let’s replace it with a bandage before that.”

Having said that, Suma handed the roll of bandages to Yan Yue, and the other party didn't realize what he should do after frowning for a while, and it took two seconds to react, and his expression became a little subtle.

——He thought that the ninja would have some unique secrets for hiding weapons on his body, such as the legendary scroll of seals... As a result, according to Umo's wife's explanation, isn't it just using bandages or steel wires to hide the pile of things? Wrapped around?The so-called trick is just not to be scratched by the dense steel needles and blades on the body.

In this way, the "ninja" seems to have no sense of mystery at all, and even thinking about Yu Mao Tianyuan's big, muscular man would wrap a bunch of steel wires around his body without any force, just to hide the messy pain What's the matter with no short blade or something, and even a little bit of a laugh?

Yue Yue took the bandage in a rather complicated mood, unbuttoned his jacket and wrapped it up around his waist and abdomen. The red traces of the artifact under his ribs were covered, and he felt like a warrior wrapped a white cloth around his stomach so that it would not slip off during seppuku. The illusion of internal organs, by the way, according to the instructions of Umo Tengen's wife, wrapped around the upper arms, shoulders and neck, including the wrist bones and oblique chest. It is not only the skin that is wrapped, but also Senhan's dark and dark weapon.

It is said that these positions are more suitable for hiding some sharp weapons, such as blades, short needles and pills, because there is no obvious joint movement and they are easy to access. He is obviously a swordsman of the Ghost Killing Squad, right? With a sun wheel sword in the world, which swordsman would have such a large number of hidden weapons tied to his body?

I always feel that Yuhao Tianyuan seems to train him in a strange direction on purpose... But it seems that there is no harm in thinking about it. After all, if all attack methods rely on the sun wheel knife, the knife will have no attack power if it is broken.

"The legs are more suitable for fixing kunai and short knives. There is no difficulty in this point. Just make sure that the fixed position will not hurt yourself because of the knee-bending action."

When explaining carefully, Yuhao Tianyuan's wife also seemed more reliable, at least she must be much better than the trash son. You must know that the trash son is not good in that specific sleepwalking state, and the rest is basically looking for Not a stable place.

Not only did he drink medicine for a long time, but he was also chattering during training. He even secretly followed him without saying anything today. A pair of golden fish eyes, as if a wronged soul was seeking his life, fixedly stared at the resentful gaze.

...Wait, now, outside the window, that trash.

Huang Yue's half-bandaged hand suddenly paused.

Previously, he just glanced at the window and didn't notice what happened, until he suddenly had the illusion that his body was being scraped back and forth by some presence-like eyes, which made him stand up unconsciously. Hairy, including the wife of Yu Mao next to him, shivered unconsciously, and the two looked at each other abruptly and silently, and turned their heads silently to look out the window together.

"..."

His expression was distorted and frightening by the edge of the window, his golden-brown eyeballs were about to pop out, his eyes couldn't tell whether it was resentment or accusation, his teeth were grinding like rats, exuding a look of great resentment Just like that, Jin Jin just lay on the outside of the training room window, releasing light waves of resentment at the silent two people, muttering something in his mouth, "actually took off his shirt", "excessive", "chatting so happily", "pretentious expression", "it's not right I laughed" or something incomprehensible.

——How did the trash son find it... No, it's not surprising that he found it, after all, he was in the Butterfly House, but what kind of expression does this guy have, although I don't want to admit it, but I just saw such an unknown thing Suddenly leaning on the window, I was really shocked, and I was about to break out in a cold sweat.

Yan Yue's forehead twitched for a moment.

Being scared by that trash or something... It feels a bit embarrassing, mainly because the appearance is too scary, it's a bit bad, is Yu Mao's wife okay?

"Dao, Dao Yujun, is this a ghost? Do ghosts also appear during the day?"

Sure enough, the female version of my wife Shanyi, who had been pinching her nose for a whole day, had such a difficult personality that it made him want to vomit, and was also threatened by his wife Yu Mao Tianyuan, who "will make you cry if you make me cry" , was so frightened and cried without any accident.

"This, this is Butterfly House! Why do ghosts appear? It's so scary! I'm not good at fighting. If I fight with ghosts, I will be the first to die! Woohoo, Lord Tianyuan, I'm about to die !"

Yan Yue: "..."

The success fell short, my wife Shanyi, you are doing well.

Yan Yue's expression became gloomy, and murderous intent filled his eyes, but before he pierced his murderous eyes over, the blond waste who noticed Yu Mao's wife crying suddenly trembled, as if he had opened his eyes. What Ren Du Ermai left the window in an instant, and almost turned into a yellow lightning bolt, exhaling with a "Zi La Zi La" sound, and rushed in.

"Big sister, don't cry."

Under the watchful eyes of "Are you sick?", the useless son, who seemed to have suddenly changed into a girl manga style, held up the hand of Yuma Tianyuan and his wife, and said in a low voice pretending to be serious: "If someone makes such a cute The girl cries, I will make him apologize to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately put on an expression of both condemnation and resentment, even mixed with a lot of sourness. While grinding his back molars, he turned his head and said to him in a strange way:

"Are you right, Senior Brother? How about it? Did you have a good time? It must be fun to be with such a beautiful big sister, right? You obviously didn't have a good face towards Junior Brother, but you smiled so softly here , and unbuttoned his jacket—what are you showing? I didn’t even show it to me, so it’s too much, right?”

"Is your head full of water? Waste?!"

Finally, Yan Yue couldn't bear it any longer. He punched the idiot's golden-haired head to make smoke, then he gnashed his teeth and grabbed the collar of the light green hospital clothes to lift him up. Blue veins said angrily:

"Are you the one who scared this guy to tears?! I'm here to train you to get in the way—"

"Wow! It's out!"

However, before Huangyue finished speaking, my wife Shanyi seemed to have been injected with some courage, showing dissatisfaction with a more righteous and sour attitude, and her two short hands also tightly grasped Huangyue and grabbed his collar. wrist, and shouted back even louder:

"I already feel that the junior brother is in the way! Sure enough, he forgot his junior brother?! Absolutely? I have never seen a senior brother talk to anyone so nicely, beat and scolded me even more, and ended up facing the cute A girl like this will pretend to be very gentle, and even unbutton her clothes. I have never seen you show so much! This treatment is very unfair, right? It’s so unfair!!!”

While talking, he widened his golden eyes angrily, raised his finger and pointed at the bandage-wrapped chest that was close at hand because of being pulled close to the collar, and his tone became even more sour and weird:

"When I wanted to bandage your wound, I refused to show it to me, but in the end, when I faced the eldest sister, I took the initiative to unbutton it, and casually exposed my chest, which was indiscreet! I clearly wanted to deceive girls in this way! Shameless ! Excessive!!!”

——Woooooo!Obviously senior brother's chest was only shown to him, but he even buried it!As a result, it is now so casually exposed outside, and even wrapped in a bandage on purpose. It is obvious that such a white skin is already very eye-catching, but it is so cunning to make such an impactful battle damage state, girl Is it that cute?brother!

——Although he also thinks girls are cute, the situation is different now!The girl is going to snatch his senior brother away!

Bah, no, it's the brother who is going to deceive the innocent big sister with this despicable trick!

"are you crazy?!"

After being beaten up so hard that he couldn't speak, Yan Yue's forehead was already full of veins, and he raised his hand without hesitation and punched Jin Cancan's head again. After getting a sentence of "it hurts", he said furiously:

"Who's going to lie to women?! It's you, a mentally handicapped person, who frightened people to cry by sticking on the window for no reason? You're still talking about a big sister. Is it a problem if you shout such things at other men's wives? You messed up during training, have you thought about how to die?"

——And you, a trash, scared Yuhao Tianyuan's wife to tears, who is the unlucky one behind!

Huang Yue was so angry that his teeth were itching, and his fists were clenched "cracking". However, my wife Shanyi seemed to have failed the crisis radar at this time. The big bag of cigarettes muttered in a daze, "Oh, isn't it your girlfriend?" Then he raised his head stupidly and asked, "Then why did you take off your shirt, brother?"

"What do you tube!"

With blue veins bursting out, Huang Yue grabbed the useless junior brother by his collar and flung it aside. Then he didn't turn his head to look at the junior brother who was embedded in the wall and became a mural, and sat back with a cold face and returned to the way they were treated by their senior brother. Opposite Suma, who was stunned, calmed down, and then managed to calm down:

"...Let's continue."

"Hey... hey, oh, but, don't worry about that one over there?"

The female ninja with long black hair froze for a moment, then turned her head and glanced at the "mural" hesitantly.

"So it's not a ghost... Is Dao Yujun familiar with that child?"

"It's my junior brother, but don't worry about it."

Yan Yue replied blankly: "That trash often has something wrong with his head, just treat him as a beetle or something dirty, don't worry about it."

Suma: "..."

"Hey—more exaggerated claims have appeared!"

However, my wife Shan Yi, who didn't get an answer over there, was not prepared to be quiet at all, stubbornly pulled herself off the wall, and tried to approach this side with tears: "Call me by my name! Always call me 'trash'" "Garbage" is already too much, and now we have to use bugs and dirty things to describe it, which senior would describe his junior like this!"

"Why are you here again?"

Yue Yue's forehead twitched, "I won't have time to beat you until I'm done training. If you can't wait, hit the wall yourself first."

"No! Even if I get beaten up, I still have to ask!"

My wife, Shanyi, who was in tears, insisted on not backing down. He probably used up his courage for the next ten years. He was extraordinarily brave to face his brother's murderous gaze, and then tremblingly grabbed him and draped it on his shoulders. The back of Yu Wu's shirt was shaking like a Parkinson's, and he still trembled and said:

"Anyway, I'm sure I'll be beaten up anyway, why don't I ask directly! Because I care so much! So I must ask!"

Saying this, my wife Shanyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, closed her eyes and yelled as if to embolden herself: "Why did senior brother take off his shirt shamelessly!"

"How shameless to take off your shirt?!"

Yue Yue yelled back at the same volume, "There are too many people taking off their shirts, okay?! Your boar-headed teammate doesn't wear a shirt every day. According to you, he has no shame, right?!"

——No, it's not because of the clothes, the main one who is shameless is the brother's breasts, and there is something wrong with the wild boar's topless body, is Inosuke normal and fine?

My wife Shanyi choked for a bit, but he didn't dare to say this reason. After muttering twice, his momentum became weaker and weaker, probably because he realized that the facts were not what he imagined. The child is falling in love", the voice became more and more erratic:

"It's not because of that...and why is senior brother staying with other people's wives? What are you training with your shirt off? No matter how you look at it, it looks terrible, although my ideal type is also a girl older than me , preferably two years older, and it would be even better if the breasts were bigger... But it's too much for senior brother to attack other people's wives."

"Who wants to know your ideal type?! Who has laid hands on other people's wives?! You said you are training! What kind of rubbish are you pretending to be in your mind?!"

Yue Yue was so angry that he was speechless, he raised his hand and grabbed the waste junior brother by the collar and dragged him over, then grabbed the culprit's mandible with one hand, fixed it tightly, and let him face him at an extremely close distance, Then he took out a steel needle from the place where the bandage had just been entangled on the oblique chest, pinched it with two fingers in his backhand, and held it upright in front of the terrified golden-brown pupils.

"Don't you want to know what I'm training? How about experiencing it for yourself?"

……

Probably because I paid too much attention to "Senior brother is gentle with girls" and "Senior brother opened his clothes", so I didn't notice what was under the bandage on the upper body of the senior brother, until he clamped his head and saw it at a very close distance , my wife Shanyi had a layer of cold sweat on her back.

The bandage is very white, and the brother's skin is also very white. It stands to reason that it should be particularly eye-catching, or it will be so white that it is dazzling. After seeing clearly what was hidden between the snow-white bandage and the white skin, the rush of blood would probably turn into cold sweat, which would slide down his cheeks.

Densely packed silver blades, countless shining steel needles, darts with blood grooves, even black sharp kunai, and ineffective pills——

Why, there are so many spooky, cold, sharp weapons hidden on the senior brother's body, which seem to send chills down the spine!

"How is it, Shanyi?"

In his state of falling into an ice cellar, the senior brother showed a cold smile on the contrary, his cold green pupils were full of ice, although he even called back his name in accordance with his wishes, but obviously, whether it is a smile Still calling, appearing together at this time, it seems that they can't hide the eyes that want to kill someone.

"Aren't you curious about my training? Then let you see the results of my training these days, how about it?"

Yan Yue sneered:

"It just so happens that you've recovered quite a bit, too. I see that the speed you rushed over just now was not slow at all. Why don't you try it? Can you dodge it?"

……

Facts have proved that if you are so angry with the trash junior, then the best solution is to give him a spanking. If the spanking is not enough to relieve your anger, then spanking twice.

In the end, Yue Yue took the trash son who was vomiting his soul and threw him back to the ward. The wild boar head didn't know what hit him. He has been lying motionless on the hospital bed for a while, neither shouting nor fighting, nor arguing for competitions. It wasn't that the voice was too rough, and he didn't give any response, but the boy who raised a ghost sister asked him in a panic what happened, whether the waste's injury had worsened.

"Aggravated injury? It's okay."

Yan Yue said calmly:

"To be more precise, there are other injuries, but it doesn't matter. The more stupid the trash, the better the resilience. Are you going to start functional recovery training soon? You can take this trash with you when the time comes."

Saying so, the black-haired and blue-eyed senior threw the unconscious junior under his hand onto the hospital bed, picked up the medicine bowl that Aoi Kanzaki had put on the cabinet because he couldn't find anyone, and calmly pinched it away. Zenitsu poured every drop into it from Zenitsu's mouth, the technique was so skillful that Tanjiro's whole body felt cold and his hair stood on end.

At the end, he put the empty bowl aside casually, and said "calmly" again:

"Or, if that trash doesn't want to go, you can come and tell me—I'll train with him personally."

The training in the afternoon ended in a hurry. Yu Mao's wife seemed to be shocked by the way he got along with his useless son. She didn't think about crying for the rest of the time. Dadi cheered on the sidelines, yelling "Little blond-haired brother, be careful behind, Daoyu-kun's Kunai is coming over you", and then instructed him "The posture of throwing the shuriken is wrong, press your wrist down again A little bit", is completely in a state of enjoyment, let's just say it's a lot of fun.

If that's the case, won't this woman remember the time when she was scared and cried by the trash?

Yan Yue still thought with hope.

And it wasn't me who scared her to cry, Yu Mao's wife was just scared by someone other than him, and it was only scared that time, maybe I didn't have any impression of it, even if Yu Mao Tianyuan asked about it. What, you can't blame him for the matter, can you?

Maybe Yuhao Tianyuan's wife didn't remember the scene where she was scared to cry, or it might be because this "gorgeous" guy himself forgot the previous threat. In short, after Yuhao Tianyuan came back, he didn't mention anything, He just asked Huang Yue about his study progress very logically, and then clicked his tongue with a look of disgust.

"Why did you learn so little, not gorgeous, not gorgeous at all, and even very old-fashioned! Daoyu, my wife should be able to teach you a lot all day long, right?"

Yan Yue used silence instead of answering. He felt embarrassed to say that it was all because he was only focused on beating his son that afternoon. What if he was asked the reason——When asked why he beat your junior brother, he answered because your wife was beaten. Did you cry in fright, or did you pull out the trash son's head-in-the-water remarks and say it again?

Either way, it's embarrassing, it's better to keep silent.

"Forget it, it's the same when I come to teach you anyway."

Yuhao Tianyuan is obviously used to his attitude of not responding positively, "Gragra" turned his neck, then waved at him, pointing his thumb to the training ground which is not too big:

"If you haven't learned anything new, then it's considered that you are practicing throwing. Go and make gestures. Let's see your progress first. It is best to adapt you to my fighting style within a month. There is news that something is wrong with Yoshihara. If If you can feel it, it might be a big fish.”

— Big fish.

Can be called a big fish by "Zhu", could it be the Twelve Ghost Moons?

Yue Yue turned his eyes away when he heard the words, but the guy who said that didn't mean to mention it, and instead poured cold water on him.

"What are you looking at, boy, it's too early, and you have to infiltrate to collect information to confirm. Originally, I expected you to be able to infiltrate, but it turned out to be Yoshihara..."

Having said that, Yuhao Tianyuan showed a depressed expression: "The group of female team members can only kill ghosts, and they don't know how to hide their identities at all. My wife is required to investigate and infiltrate—"

Before the words were finished, the ending suddenly stopped. On the way to the training ground together, this abrupt pause seemed to indicate that something bad was about to happen.

"...Ah, that's right."

The man with silver hair and erythema eyes suddenly remembered something, squinted his eyes and looked over:

"Daoyu, did my wife cry yesterday?"

Yan Yue: "..."