How to be a mother to Shanyi

Yan Yue took a step back vigilantly: "It's not that I was scared to cry."

"Sure enough."

Yuhao Tianyuan rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "Actually, Suma loves to cry a lot, and she can't remember it herself. If you say she hasn't cried all day, I will feel something is wrong, but you don't talk, look. You are so guilty that I asked."

"……what?"

Yan Yue felt incredible.

"You lied to me? No, where do you see that you are guilty?"

"Very good."

The man with silver-haired and red-spotted eye makeup glanced down at him mockingly:

"You didn't talk back, and you didn't talk. Everyone can see that you are guilty. Letting you go on the infiltration mission will cause big problems. You need to practice more."

Yan Yue: "..."

what?Is it so obvious? In other words, if you feel guilty in front of the trash junior, wouldn't you be recognized?

No, no, why would he think about such a thing? Who would feel guilty in front of trash?

"But one size is one size, my wife is still scared to cry, right?"

Without leaving a few seconds for Yan Yue to doubt his life, Yu Mao Tianyuan moved his shoulders and neck again, with a slight hint of malice, he hooked his fingers at him:

"It just so happens that we should come to practice too, Daoyu, come and try it out. If you don't get beaten to tears by me, I will tell you a trick to practice the complete collection of Changzhong. How about it? I remember that your Changzhong has not yet Practice it."

The trick of practicing regular breathing is indeed very attractive to Zhang Yue. Although he thinks that Yu Mao Tianyuan will have to teach him this kind of thing sooner or later, but since it has been proposed now, it is not his fault to keep looking forward and backward. style.

Left and right are just a fight, who is afraid of whom?

"...if you don't use tear gas."

Yan Yue's eyes also became serious, and he held the handle of the Sun Wheel Knife with both hands, the flickering scorching hot air overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he changed his breath without hesitation, and chose to strike first.

"Thunder's Breath · Two Shapes · Rice Soul!"

……

This time, it was still early when Yu Yue came back from the Pianzhai, the headquarters of Yumao Tianyuan, because according to the "gorgeous" guy, it is also very important to practice regular breathing, after all, breathing and swordsmanship are the most important things. The foundation of the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team needs to be focused on training, and because of the commonality of breathing and swordsmanship, without too much teaching, Yan Yue can complete it in the butterfly house by himself.

The so-called partial skills are the icing on the cake for Huang Yue, but after all, he is still a ghost hunter, not a ninja with treacherous methods. Yuhao Tianyuan taught him these bits and pieces, and it was not for the purpose of cultivating a ninja. The stepson, mainly just hoped that Yue Yue would be more suitable for his special fighting style, so after instilling a lot of unorthodox skills at the beginning, he was also half-stocked.

"Remember to come and familiarize yourself with what I teach you every morning, and you can practice on your own at other times."

Yumao Tianyuan said:

"Breathing, strength, reaction ability, you can try your luck at the recovery training in the Butterfly House. If you happen to have a decent guy to accompany you to practice, it will be much more useful than training yourself. Butterfly stepson should not go out recently, you You can try it on her."

Yu Yue was noncommittal about this, and what Yu Mao Tian Yuan said was indeed correct. Although "Zhu" should be the best candidate for training, "Zhu" was indeed very busy, even if Yu Mao Tian Yuan showed a relaxed appearance. , It can't change that he is frowning to deal with the stack of information brought back from nowhere after fighting with Huang Yue.

It is said that it belongs to Yoshihara. As a ninja, Umo Tengen is even better at catching clues than "Yin", so once he thinks there are "big fish" in it, he has to personally sort out the information that may be obtained.

He didn't even have much time to beat up his stepson candidate twice, he hastily threw a clean towel to Yue Yue, whose body was lying in the shade of a tree, and then walked back to the house, thinking that it didn't fit his muscular body. With great care, he sorted out all the information that might be related to "ghosts" line by line.

"..."

Although it is true that Umo Tianyuan did not use tear gas bombs, this guy's method is also very shady. He is worthy of being a ninja. No one can hold back the tears when he is hit on the nose with a fist, and his eyes and nose start to feel sour , the last touch, Huang Yue fell silent again, and had to stop the nosebleed with a straight face... Should it be said that Yu Mao Tianyuan was merciful?At least the bridge of the nose is fine.

Finally, Huang Yue picked up the towel covering his face, wiped his face vigorously, and washed it before leaving the side house, so that no one would find any suspicious water marks or blood marks on his face. My wife, Shanyi, whose tear glands are connected to the Pacific Ocean, has a very strong self-esteem, and it would be really shameful to spread the news of being beaten and cried...

But even so, after Yu Yue returned to Butterfly House, he bumped into Aoi Kanzaki who was about to deliver medicine on the road, and was asked worriedly.

"Mr. Inatama, is your nose a little red, do you have symptoms of hay fever?"

Huang Yue touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, feeling a little sour, and couldn't help cursing in his heart that Yu Mao Tianyuan's attack was really ruthless.

"...No, don't worry about it."

After a moment of silence, he decisively changed the subject, and glanced at the three bowls of soup on the tray, which looked very familiar, and asked, "Is this the medicine of those three guys?"

"Yes."

The girl with twin ponytails and a butterfly hair ornament immediately frowned: "Mr. Tanjiro and Mr. Inosuke are very cooperative in taking medicine, but Mr. Zenitsu is still the same, it will take a long time..."

——Sure enough, as long as he doesn't go over and stare at it, it will be so difficult for that waste to drink a bowl of medicine. He has heard that the little girl in Butterfly House is distressed before. She is clearly the heir to Breath of Thunder, but she has to take medicine for such a trivial matter I was laughed at by other breathing genres on the Internet, and I was ashamed and thrown home.

"Then I'll deliver it."

So Huang Yue interrupted her, took the tray with three medicine bowls without any explanation, and asked casually before turning around: "By the way, when will those three resume training?"

"Ah, thank you..."

Aoi Kanzaki thanked subconsciously, and then remembered to answer: "Soon, isn't it? They have recovered very well recently, and they should be able to start physical training in two days."

Huang Yue nodded, and left with the tray without hesitation, counting the days in his mind-the time is almost the same, if he can recover enough to train, then he can practice breathing techniques, and wait for the toxins in the waste body to decompose At about the same time, you can drag him to practice regular breathing.

Although Yu Mao Tianyuan said harshly, he still didn't hide the trick that should be told. He asked Yan Yue to try to blow the gourd when he was practicing, but the purpose was not to blow the gourd out of sound, but to make it easier to blow the gourd. The terrifying blow... After hearing it, Huang Yue even reconfirmed it to make sure he heard it right, and then fell into deep thought.

How strong is a lung that can blow up a gourd? No wonder it can withstand uninterrupted full concentration of breathing. A lung that is completely made of iron can be tough. Is this the threshold for becoming a "pillar"? It's really scary.

However, no matter what difficulties lie in his way to climb up, he must be overcome. After all, Huang Yue's goal is not just to be a member of the "A" level. Breathing in the training session is the most basic "pillar". Otherwise, even if there is a vacancy in the nine pillars, they will not be promoted casually, and they still need to depend on their strength.

By the way, Huang Yue not only thinks that he needs strength, but maybe some factors of "hoping for his son to become a dragon" are at work. Seeing his useless son doing nothing all day long, he feels that it is an eyesore. Pulling people to training will lead to problems in the recovery of injuries. Yue Yue must have turned into a devil brother a long time ago, and once again let the junior experience the training mode of seeing hell.

But at present, it seems that the day to start the special training in hell is coming soon-enjoy the last few days of clean life, waste.

Thinking in his heart that the useless son might be frightened and trembling all over, Yan Yue pushed open the already familiar door expressionlessly.

"You three, drink the medicine."

Since being dragged back from the Butterfly House unconscious by my senior brother yesterday, my wife Shanyi's state is a bit strange.

Not only Tanjiro thought he was a bit weird, but even himself, after recalling what he had done before, was a little skeptical of life——no, yesterday afternoon he was in the same room with such a beautiful big sister , even if there is a rare senior brother with a high degree of exposure, it is normal for him to pay more attention to the big sister, but why does he seem to have no communication with the beautiful big sister after the first two sentences?

Obviously she is such a beautiful big sister, and she is young, has black hair, and has big breasts, she is definitely the type he likes, but she didn't even say a few more words, just trying to avoid the one thrown by her senior brother The murder weapon...Could it be that his wife Shanyi is a very polite type, and when he heard that she was another man's wife, he felt dull?

Very likely!

My wife Shanyi suddenly realized, and found the reason for all the subtle things she realized before. Why the attention to girls seems to have declined, and why it is always easy to ignore the surroundings when getting along with seniors, it must be my wife. Shanyi is a good man who is extraordinarily respectful and correct-minded!

After figuring this out, he felt that the sky was blue and the water was clear. The inexplicable concern he had when he faced his senior brother before could also be rationalized, and he could face it with a calm and justified attitude. After all, he is such a peaceful and excellent man. It is natural to have respect and concern, right?

...Maybe I can be more respectful, because the brother's attitude has softened a lot after starting that terrible training (although it is likely that he just has no energy to get angry), even if he still beats him, but because the training has consumed too much energy, So the beating didn't hurt so much anymore, my wife Shanyi was used to being beaten long ago, this little beating is nothing compared to Taoshan's sparring training.

Moreover, the senior brother for a while is also a limited special edition... If you are too tired, you will be too lazy to get angry, and it doesn't hurt so much to beat someone, and you can even bully someone when you are lucky-as long as it is not too much, the senior brother will be too lazy How rare it is to pursue it.

My wife Shanyi hugged the quilt, showing a demented smile, and she didn't know what was wrong with the picture in her head, and she didn't even know when Huang Yue entered the door.

"Hey, what are you thinking, you laugh so disgustingly."

Putting the tray in his hand on the cabinet, the two eye-catching people next to him came over to drink the medicine obediently, and only the most difficult one was left, so Huang Yue took the bowl with the scariest color with a cold face, Walking to the hospital bed of Junior Brother Waste, he kicked the leg of the bed unceremoniously.

"Don't be stupid there, come over and drink the medicine quickly."

"Hey? Brother? When did you come in!"

The golden waste on the hospital bed was shocked by the sudden shaking of the bed board, and then turned over and sat up suddenly with the quilt in his arms, his face was full of a guilty conscience like "the person talking behind the scenes suddenly appeared in front of him", until Seeing that Yue Yue was a bit puzzled.

"Are you deaf? You can hear me in the corridor, right? What the hell are you doing with this expression now? Are you suddenly stupid?"

"No, the situation is different!"

My wife Shanyi immediately raised her voice and retorted:

"Because I've been familiar with senior brother's voice for a long time, I don't pay attention when I'm thinking about things! And who can tell what the voices are hearing all the time, it will definitely be so noisy that I can't sleep!"

"Then you were so focused just now, what rubbish things were you thinking?"

Huang Yue just mentioned it casually, but as soon as the words came out, the useless junior boy who was huddled on the bed showed a coy look, and suddenly he saw a chill in Huang Yue, and turned the medicine bowl towards him with disgust on his face.

"Forget it, I don't want to know what kind of waste is in your mind, drink the medicine quickly."

"...It's so fierce again."

My wife, Shanyi, grumbled, and then became cowardly after a "huh?", which represented impatience, took the medicine bowl reluctantly, and pinched it with a heroic attitude. He gulped down the medicine with his nose "gudong gudong", and finally retched with a green face.

"Ouch, it's so hard to drink."

Yan Yue disdainfully "cut" and said, "Waste is waste." Then he was about to retreat, turned around and wanted to leave, but before he could move his toes, my wife, Shan, realized something was wrong after a while. Yi suddenly raised his head and stared at him, then frowned unabashedly.

"...Brother, is your voice not right?"

Huang Yue, who didn't take it seriously, didn't care, and didn't even bother to take a look, and asked rather perfunctorily, "What's wrong?"

He's not sick either, it's better to say that the trash son seems to be very sick recently, maybe he's sick again now, that's why he said such nonsensical words.

"It really doesn't feel right!"

However, he didn't care at all, my wife Shanyi showed extra concern, her brows were still furrowed, she got up and moved a little towards him, and grabbed his haori sleeve corner boldly, forcing Zhang Yue to feel irritable Turning his head back, he asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"I didn't react when I heard it just now, but now it sounds really obvious. Brother has a strong nasal voice when he speaks. Is he sick? Or is he allergic to pollen?"

Why both of them asked him if he was allergic to hay fever...

Yue Yue felt a little speechless: "I'm not sick, and I'm not allergic to pollen. I said waste, has your memory deteriorated? Don't you know if I have pollen allergy—"

Looking back, he was actually just planning to make some harsh remarks, but probably he didn't expect the trash son to be so bold, because he was too familiar with him and he didn't take precautions, so he didn't react for a while after being held in his face for close observation , his pupils constricted sharply in the approaching shadow, and the impatient second half of the sentence was completely crushed in his throat, turning into a soundless air current, which diffused into the air along with his suppressed breathing.

"Speaking of which, brother's nose also feels a little red, isn't it really hay fever?"

Although my wife Shanyi's limbs have shrunk quite a bit due to the ghost poison, she is still at the age when her height has begun to grow rapidly. On a hospital bed that is half a meter high, he can still be a full head taller than his senior brother.

"I heard from Xiaokui that pollen allergies are ubiquitous. There are many people who have no reaction before, but suddenly become allergic when they are injured or tired. I can always hear other team members sneezing, so brother really Is it okay? It sounds like a nasal sound after sneezing."

Saying this, my wife Shanyi still didn't let go of her hand, and perhaps she felt a little dark in her heart. She touched her brother's cheeks with her hands in an offensive way that would definitely be beaten, her golden eyes wandered in the blank expression On the face, observe very carefully.

"... Strange, not only the nose is a little red, but the eye sockets seem to be a little red too?"

Polite social distance is different from the situation that can be found in such a close distance. At least in this distance where you can feel each other's breath, my wife Shanyi really found something wrong.

The sharp and upturned corners of the eyes, the eye contours with distinct lower eyelashes, and the round and retracted eyes all seem to be slightly reddish, and the color is extremely light. If it weren't for the fact that senior brother's complexion is too white, I am afraid that no matter how close he is Can't find it either.

"Why are the eye sockets also red? Maybe before——"

As soon as I muttered to this point, my wife Shanyi gasped, and then stopped abruptly.

Red nose, red eyes, nasal voice... Could it be that he just cried? ! !

My wife Shanyi showed a shocked expression, although he had already thought of this possibility when he heard the senior brother speak with a nasal voice, but it was the senior brother!That's the irritable and brutal Senior Brother Yan Yue!No matter how you think about it, you can't just cry, right?This kind of thinking is almost as terrifying as the fantasy of "maybe my brother will wear women's clothing one day", so my wife Shanyi didn't think about it at the beginning... The most outrageous guess is actually possible Is it true?

Senior Brother... that Senior Brother Yan Yue... who he thought had no tear glands at all, actually cried just now?

How should I put it, I was too shocked and surprised, because the shock was too great, so I couldn't tell what was going on in my heart, and I was even a little excited for unknown reasons?

My wife Shanyi reluctantly suppressed those incoherent thoughts, her lips trembled: "Master, brother, what did you do before..."

"..."

Because I really didn't want to admit that I was startled by the big face that the waste suddenly approached, and I even held my breath subconsciously, and forgot to react. His hands on both cheeks were removed, and after withdrawing a distance that made him feel safe, he frowned and said:

"What else can I do, but it's just training... Why do you come here suddenly, such a stupid face, it's to the point where you'll have nightmares in the middle of the night after seeing it..."

"..."

If it was normal, my wife Shanyi would definitely accuse her loudly when she heard such unabashedly belittling words, but probably because the shock just brought was too much, so he didn't care at all at the moment that he was being abused again. When he scolded "stupid", his gaze was a little straight, and he stared blankly at the face of his senior brother who couldn't find anything from a distance, and said in a trembling voice, "Is it really just training..."

Exactly what level of training is required to make Senior Brother Yan Yue cry, and he always feels a little distrustful. Senior Brother Yan Yue is a man who can complete that kind of devil training without changing his face, even when he was trained a few days ago. I didn't have the energy to get angry with him, and I didn't have the strength to cry—is it really just training?

Really, nothing happened... anything else?

"Then what else can happen."

Yan Yue snorted coldly, he was used to my wife Shanyi's convulsions from time to time, so even if this guy's reaction was not quite right now, he didn't take it seriously, and finally put down a harsh word, turned around neatly and left Walk.

"You think you can stay comfortably in the hospital bed for a few more days, and when you resume training, you will feel better."

Watching in a daze as the raised blue-patterned feathers disappeared outside the door, my wife Shanyi didn't even notice the strong bitter taste of the green medicine soup in her mouth. Rather, his current five senses are actually all It was a mess, the eyes were dull, the eyes were straight, all the attention was churning in the brain, and the messy thoughts were mixed into a mud that could not be distinguished.

Only subtle new ideas slowly climbed up his back, with the tremor of discovering a new world, and inexplicable entanglements, drawing an almost imperceptible trace in his heart.

Obviously, even he has never seen senior brother crying...