Chapter 17 Chapter 17 The setting sun casts its rays into the room ...​​

The light of the setting sun shone into the room , and everything inside was covered with a layer of golden gauze . Bo Yezhu sat in the golden light , wearing a white casual dress , with shiny silver hair and beautiful eyebrows like a whirlpool , attracting people 's attention crazily .

The real person was sitting in the shadows on the other side . He raised his eyes , and only the gray- blue eyes reflecting Bo Yezhu 's face were dancing with a faint light .

His eyebrows were not black , but a different color closer to his hair color . A suture line ran across the right side of his face , but it did not diminish the softness of his face in the slightest .

Bo Ye Zhu reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes , raised her head to catch his gaze , and said , " Zhenzhen is still very worried . "

“ … Yes . ” Zhenren loosened his clenched fist , leaving half-moon- shaped marks on his palm . His nails were neatly trimmed . It was when Bo Yezhu was bored not long ago that he grabbed his hand and trimmed it .

His hand beneath his robe was grasped , and Bo Ye Zhu stared deeply into his eyes : " I 'm not afraid . "

The clear voice , still slightly hoarse , was like a crabapple blossom quietly blooming at midnight . Its slow tone carried an irresistible power : " As long as we do n't separate , who can hurt me ? "​

A pair of white hands reverently wrapped around the real person's palm , which still had traces of it . Bo Yezhu frowned and lowered his head to kiss his fingertips .

" Please protect me , Zhenzhen . " His soft voice sounded in the room .​​

The palm with residual warmth passed through his silver hair and pressed the back of his head . Their foreheads were touching , their breaths mixed together , and in his gray-blue eyes were orange eyes that were also full of strong emotions .

Bo Yezhu moved closer to him , pressing her soft lips against his slightly cool lips . Her tongue , still hot , licked the flesh and blood between them , trying to imbue him with her own warmth .

As if to soothe his anxiety , the inhuman body trembled slightly , but the palm pressing on the back of his head was not strong .

In the overlapping shadows of the two people , Bo Ye Zhu's soft murmur could be heard vaguely : " Alright , alright . "

He wiped the moisture from the other's drooping eyes with his fingertips , moving slightly apart , his nose rubbing against the slightly cool skin , his lips flushed red . " Don't cry . "

The palms behind his head fell limply , and Bo Ye Zhu hugged him , feeling the weight on his shoulders .

The room fell into silence , the two people snuggled up to each other , the sounds outside became very far away , only the light of the setting sun was still floating , even a kiss , in those gloomy gray - blue eyes , lost its original ambiguous meaning .

That is how humans appease the cursed spirits .

Bo Yezhu felt the other person's emotions suddenly out of control . He wanted to say I love you , I believe you , it does n't matter , no matter what the past was like or what the future will be like , as long as the real person is by his side , there is nothing to be afraid of .

He was never one to fear death .​

But love is not one -sided . All his words vanished into thin air under the other person's slightly trembling body . His chest rose and fell gently , and finally he only whispered one sentence - Do n't cry .

After an unknown amount of time , the muffled voice of the real person rang out : " Azhu , sometimes I really want to turn you into a cursed spirit , so that no one in the world can hurt you . "

As long as humans exist , in this world without sorcerers , there is basically no way to kill cursed spirits .​

Except for the real person himself .

Before Bo Yezhu could answer , he stood up and muttered , " Forget it . "​​

Seeing that his emotions had calmed down , Bo Yezhu nudged him : " Hurry up , I need to get up . It 's already late . "

The real person stepped aside and watched Bo Yezhu stand up , straighten his messy hair , and said , " I put all the clothes in the closet . "

" I understand . " Bo Yezhu walked to the closet and shook out the clothes . It was the new team uniform he had just received. He didn't know when Zhenren had taken it to wash . There was still a faint scent of soap on the clothes . It should be the one he bought before .

The silver-haired young man raised his hand to unbutton his white shirt , exposing his fair skin to the air . He was born with this skin color , and he didn't necessarily get tanned from previous training . In addition , his usual missions were all at night , so his skin was shiny as if it were ground into powder from pearls .

Compared to how thin he was four years ago , he now looks much healthier . A thin layer of muscle covers his well -proportioned frame with distinct textures . The butterfly bones on his back are prominent , and there is no part of his body that is not in good condition .

The body , dotted with nude pink , is frighteningly beautiful .

Sensing something , Bo Ye Zhu glanced at Zhenren , the corner of his lips raised : " Does it look good ? "

The real person's sticky eyes fell on him and he said honestly , " It looks good . "

Amused by his words , Bo Ye Zhu smiled and felt much better . He put on his team uniform and buttoned it up . " Where are we going to patrol tonight ? "

" Outside Tokyo , " the real one said , " Mr. Fujiwara 's reply arrived , saying he knew there was something fishy about Muzan's identity . Last night was just a coincidence , and Muzan's current status was n't enough to warrant much contact with him . "

" But , " he looked at Nagisa Usugaba , who buttoned her shirt to her Adam's apple , " he said Fujiwara Tomokazu seemed to have had contact with Muzan . "

Bo Ye Zhu tilted his head : " Xiaozhi ? "

Real Person : " I heard that Fujiwara Tomoichi was very interested in the stories of Heian- kyō that Muzan knew about a thousand years ago . I 've talked to him about this several times ... Mr. Fujiwara thinks that if we want to investigate , we should wait a few days , because Fujiwara Tomoichi has been away from Tokyo recently . "

After putting on his clothes , Urobe Nagisa could n't understand . He wanted to save his teacher 's life . If it was Satoshi who came into contact with Muzan , he would n't be able to save him .

However, if the teacher thinks there is no need to rush , it means that Muzan has not revealed any other flaws yet , and at least he looks like an ordinary person on the surface .

" Then let's observe for a few days . " Bo Yezhu said , glancing at the darkened room . " I ca n't do it anymore . I need to go wash up . Zhenzhen , quickly help me get the quilt . I 'll meet you at the gate later . "

It was going to be night soon , and they had to reach the mission site before dark .

Bo Yezhu walked away in a hurry . Zhenren looked at his back without any reluctance , and after a while he withdrew his gaze and silently picked up the things on the ground .

Then shake out the scattered quilt , fold it neatly , and put it in the cabinet .

If I go on an inspection outside Tokyo tonight , I'll need to prepare some insect repellent . It's still a bit hot these days , so bring a kettle with you .

For dinner , you can go to the stalls near the city gate . Bo Yezhu really likes to eat at those places .

Take your purse with you , and the Sun Blade on the wall . Since it 's not going to rain yet , you don't need to bring an umbrella when you go out .

Zhenren counted silently in his mind and quickly packed up the things he wanted to take . He guessed that Bo Yezhu should be washing up , so he pushed open the door and walked out .

Stars were already appearing in the sky . He filled the kettle , holding the Sun Blade in one hand and continued towards the gate .​​

The swordsmen who had finished their training looked more excited than usual .

When the final selection is held , the swordsmen in training can rest for a few days , which is equivalent to a holiday . Today is the first day of the final selection . After finishing today 's training , the swordsmen will have a holiday .

It is estimated that they will be assigned to carry out missions after one more training session and face real cannibals . Some of them will survive by relying on their own strength , while others will unfortunately die in the first mission .

The real person had a calm expression , as none of this concerned him . He stood outside the gate , looking at the sky . Many crows were flapping their wings and flying in the air .

He and Azhu have n't received any missions for a while .​

Suddenly feeling someone's gaze falling on him , Mahito turned sideways and looked over , and found that in the flowers not far away , Tokito Muichiro was staring at him with an expressionless face .

It was difficult for the real person to judge anything from that calm face . After looking at each other , his eyes immediately caught sight of the other figure he had been thinking about , and the cold expression instantly melted away .

Bo Ye Zhu came running down the road , his silver hair flying . Having had plenty of rest , he looked very energetic today . A smile appeared on his face . " Let 's go . We should be able to reach the mission location before dark . "

" Well , don't worry . " The real person took his hand , and Bo Ye Zhu naturally took the Sun Wheel Sword and hung it around his waist .

The two figures disappeared at the end of the road .

Tokito Muichiro watched them leave , his mint green hair swaying in the wind . His crow stood on the railing beside him , looking at him with some confusion .​​​​

That must be Urobe Nagisa, she does n't look like she 's suitable to be a swordsman .

The young Xiazhu thought silently .