Chapter 2 3 Three-in - One Chapter Although they are partners , this matter is still ...

Although we are partners , this matter is still too private .​

Facing the young man's eyes full of doubt and concern , Bo Yezhu could n't say the words that were on the tip of his tongue . He was not familiar with this place at all ... If anything happened , wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to ask the real person for help ?

Even if you have a feeling that the other person won't say anything .

It ’s just taking a bath together , Bo Ye Zhu comforted himself , it ’s nothing .

" Azhu , you can change your outer clothes first . Here are your yukata and shoes . " Zhenren went to get his shoes , then stood up . " I 'll go back and get my things first . "

Watching the master open the door and leave , Bo Yezhu 's heart relaxed a little , and his face , which had been flushed since a while ago , managed to calm down . The master had already put his clothes on the closet .

After taking off her shoes and socks , Nagisa Uroba , who was barefoot, looked at the light blue yukata with small flowers printed on it . It was obviously her favorite pattern and the color combination was very beautiful .

This must have been his choice , thought Uroba Nagisa , as he walked over and picked up the yukata , slightly taken aback . The material of the yukata was different from other ordinary yukatas . He had never worried about food , clothing, housing and transportation , but he could tell that the fabric felt very good .

After hesitating for a moment , he looked at a row of cabinets , opened one of them and took a look . The things inside were a little messy , but you could see that they were originally neat .

He is not a tidy person , so it is obvious who put this there .

His eyes swept to a mirror in the corner . Bo Yezhu reached out and took it out , messing up other things . The young man pursed his lips and looked at it , then ignored it .

He held the mirror and looked at his reflected face , his pupils shrinking slightly .

In fact , Bo Yezhu had n't looked in the mirror for a long time , but in his memory , he looked pale and sickly . His teacher always reminded him to eat well after class , but he had no appetite too often , so Bo Yezhu was used to doing what he wanted .

The person in the mirror looked much healthier , with pink on his fair skin , the corners of his lips unconsciously raised , and his facial features were even more outstanding than those of the boy back then . Under his trimmed silver hair , his eyebrows were handsome , and his orange eyes were shining .

After looking for a long time , Bo Yezhu put down the mirror . He remembered that the real person asked him to change his outer clothes , so he hurriedly took off his clothes . Seeing the layer of beautiful muscles covering his body , he could n't help but touch it .

The body feels soft and you can vaguely feel the blood beating .

" It just so happens that the bathhouse is open today , so we don't have to squeeze into one bathroom . " Zhenren pushed open the door and said . He was stunned when he saw Bo Yezhu suddenly turn around , revealing her beautiful butterfly bones .

He closed the door and walked over .

Hearing the footsteps approaching behind him , Urobe Nagisa 's mind went blank until he put on the yukata that he had just held in his hand , and his long eyelashes trembled .

" Raise your hands . "

Bo Ye Zhu felt that she was completely controlled by him . She raised her hand obediently and passed her wrist through the cuff . The warmth from the body behind her almost all hit the thin fabric of the yukata , then penetrated her skin and deep into her bones .

A strong arm wrapped around his waist , helping him tie his yukata . The cursed spirit 's voice was irresistibly magnetic , a voice that sounded like blame , yet also a touch of helplessness : " It 's still cold this morning . Don't catch a cold . "

His fingers tied a clever knot , and the real person took a step back , looking at the ears that were red and almost bleeding under the silver hair , with a hint of smile at the corners of his eyes .

" Okay , let 's go . "

" . . . . . .Um . "​

Bo Yezhu felt as if every step he took was on clouds . He followed the real person all the way to the bathroom , and the real person opened a door at the end .

He then realized that he had let the real person carry their clothes all the way , and a trace of regret flashed across his face .

But obviously the real person didn't notice it at all , or he was already used to doing this .

The water switch was turned on , and the gurgling water poured into the bathtub . This bathroom was much larger than the single room and was more than enough to accommodate two people .

The room was separated by a screen , and clean clothes were neatly placed on the shelves . Bo Ye Zhu found that Zhenren always seemed to put things in order , while he himself was much more casual .

The clothes looked like ordinary daily wear , with signs of being worn , but they were washed very clean and seemed to have the scent of soapberries .

I also brought several towels , of different sizes , probably each with its own purpose .

The real person walked out from behind the screen , looked at the silver-haired young man with a slightly nervous gaze , narrowed his eyes , and a thought flashed through his mind. A faint smile appeared on his face as usual , but the unknown meaning in his eyes was even stronger .

It was so strong that it seemed as if he was the only one left in the world .

Bo Ye Zhu thought .​

He watched as the real person walked to his side and took off the yukata that was very similar to his own , revealing his muscular body . There were even several seams on his skin , which ran across his body in an ambiguous way . Bo Ye Zhu could n't help but take another look .

He did n't dare to look any further .

" Why are there these marks on the real person's body ? " Bo Ye Zhu asked him .

The young man tilted his head and looked at the handsome face of the real person , but the real person just raised his eyebrows and looked back at him with lowered eyes . In his orange- yellow eyes , two seams gradually appeared on his flawless face .

Bo Yezhu was stunned . The real person raised his hand to hold his cheek , bent his neck , and the distance between the two people suddenly shortened , so close that Bo Yezhu could feel the other person 's gentle breath on his face .

" Because I 'm not human . "

Hearing what the real person said , Bo Ye Zhu opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to say something . Through the screen , the bathtub was still making the sound of gurgling water . Steam had spread over from somewhere , and her originally fair skin was turning a little red .

Little did he know that his slightly open lips just made it easier for the cursed spirit in front of him .

The kiss was filled with strong emotions , and Bo Yezhu lost the city gate without any strong posture . It was a strange yet faintly familiar experience . He regretted that he had forgotten everything and seemed like a child who knew nothing about kissing . When the foreign object swept across his sensitive palate , the mucous membrane shrank and Bo Yezhu began to feel dizzy .​​

The exchange of breath , the fusion of liquids , and even the other party's seemingly deliberate nibbling of the tip of the tongue , all made Bo Ye Zhu vaguely realize that kissing was such a comfortable thing .

The lover who lost his memory became a novice in feelings and responded clumsily . In order to take care of him , the real person had to leave at the last second before Uroba Nagisa could not breathe .

The yukata , which felt very nice , had opened a little , revealing the young man 's Adam's apple , collarbone , and half- exposed body , all red . The real person looked at Bo Ye Zhu , whose pupils were still out of focus , and there was a small cut on her slightly swollen lips .

The belt that he had just tied with his own hands was untied again , and the yukata was piled up on the thin waist . Bo Ye Zhu suddenly grabbed his hand , her face still flushed , but her eyes were shining with excitement , like a child who got a new toy , looking at the real person expectantly .

" Good boy . " The real person 's fingertips massaged the delicate skin , and his eyes darkened .

As long as you give a little sweetness , children will happily pester you for more . Being content is something that many humans cannot learn , and the same goes for restraint .

More than ten minutes later , Zhenren bent down to wash off the things in his hands . Bo Ye Zhu was already lazily soaking in the bathtub .

The curse spirit sighed slightly . It ’s not that he did n’t want to , but he would definitely turn against Azhu after she recovered her memory .

It 's an unexpected tradition in terms of venue selection .

He stood up straight , still with the bath towel tied around his waist . The abnormality was extremely obvious when he walked . Bo Yezhu watched him step into the pool and finally felt a little guilty .

This kind of thing was almost a taboo for Bo Ye Zhu in the past . Both his teachers and tribesmen hinted that he should not get involved in such things .

When the boy was most restless , Bo Yezhu 's illness occurred most frequently . The boy took medicine continuously . Every day , he would go to class and sleep , occasionally reading some novels to pass the time . There were many books piled up in a mess in the study .

But now , those suppressed and dormant emotions and impulses finally emerged , and he began to have a great interest in these things , especially when the object was a real person .​

He looked like a young man who had lost his mind .

The real person looked at him approaching , raised an eyebrow , raised his hand to press his exposed shoulder above the water , and stared at him with a warning look : " Stop it . "

" But are n't we lovers ? " Bo Ye Zhu also looked at him , his hands underwater not at all honest .

The blue- haired curse spirit gasped because of his actions . What's wrong? Even after losing his memory , he still likes to tease him like this .

" No ... You will definitely scold me when you remember it . " Zhenren gritted his teeth and had to withdraw his hand that was pressing on Bo Yezhu 's shoulder and instead reached underwater to catch him .

Bo Ye Zhu let his hand cover the back of her hand , squinted at him , and asked : " Do you like me before or now ? "​

Real person : . . . . . .

The lethality of this question is no less than the fatal questions in his previous life , such as the object and the mother who to save if she fell into the water . If he answered that he liked the current Bo Ye Zhu , then he would be in trouble when Bo Ye Zhu regained her memory . However , if he dared to answer that he liked the previous Bo Ye Zhu , even if it was the Bo Ye Zhu who had no memory , he firmly believed that he would be in trouble immediately .

" Azhu , in my eyes , everyone is the same . " The real person 's voice was rarely nervous . As Bo Yezhu 's hand moved slightly , his body also moved .​

" Would you like me to help you ? "

“ … Yes . ” How could he dare to refuse ?​​​

Ten minutes later , Bo Ye Zhu regretted it , but Zhenren held him tightly . Steam rose in the bathtub , and water splashed up and down . Silver hair floated on the water , swaying from time to time .

I don’t know how long it took , Bo Ye Zhu pushed open the bathroom door , his silver hair was half wet , he was wearing white daily clothes , his expression was a little dazed , he identified the direction he came from , and walked out of the bathroom .

The real person said behind him : " Azhu , remember to dry your hair before going to bed . "

Bo Ye Zhu did n't respond and walked away with uncertain steps .

It was already bright outside , and the team members who were carrying out the night mission had all fallen asleep one after another . The corridor of the accommodation area was very quiet . Zhenren went to hang up the clothes , thinking about whether he could make an excuse if Bo Yezhu came to settle the score later .

After returning to the door of the room , Zhenren subconsciously wanted to push open Bo Yezhu 's door , but found that it could not be opened .

The blue- haired curse spirit took a step back , thinking about something . Instead of thinking about how to argue , he should first consider how to get into Azhu 's room .

Returning to his room , Zhenren looked at the cold bed , and a scene from his dream emerged in his mind . He looked down at his palm . The lines were clear , no different from those of a human , and a layer of cursed energy covered his palm .

Muzan 's method of controlling other demons gave him new ideas .​​​

His consciousness can also be projected onto his clone .

Inside Infinite City , the True Person 's clones slaughtered and swatted away several ghosts . Its inhuman voice was filled with anger and resentment as it murmured , " It 's not fair ! It 's not fair ! You would n't dare to appear before him in the form of a cursed spirit . How could you possibly please Ah Zhu with that appearance— "

" We 're all one , and here I am dealing with this disgusting stuff ! "

Jealousy is like a raging fire burning the soul of Bianshaji . How can a cursed spirit lose its obsession with its lover because of its clone ? It can only deeply envy and hate its own original body . Staring in the dark night is not satisfying . It also longs for the touch of Bo Yezhu , even if it will leave at the touch of a second .

Facing the clone 's questioning , the real person 's consciousness casually replied to it in his mind , successfully making it stop crushing these cannon fodder - like ogres .

The real Upper Moon has not yet appeared , and it has only killed two Lower Moons so far .

The real person 's purpose is also very simple , to test the strength of the ghosts in the Infinite City . He kills all the evil spirits while absorbing the negative emotions of the evil ghosts and launching crazy attacks . However , at the beginning , two lower - rank ghosts appeared , and then there were densely packed low- level ghosts .

Muzan was also testing how long Zhenren could hold on .

" Wait till Mingnu teleports you away . If you end up somewhere remote , you wo n't be able to come back . " The real person 's voice was lazy . " Losing a clone is nothing to me . "

The spirit body of Biansha clenched its fists . The emotions of the clone and the original body are almost interchangeable . The stronger the clone , the more memories it inherits . As the clone of the real person 's curse spirit body , the spirit body of Biansha is naturally similar to the real person .

In countless nights circling under the starry sky , there was more than one pair of eyes watching Bo Ye Zhu .

As he killed everyone , the spirits raised their heads . Among the layers of buildings in the Infinite City , he could ignore those buildings and find countless restless souls . Those corrupt and smelly souls were like a quagmire , oozing pus .

" I want to see him once . "

[ Have n't you seen him many times ? ] The real person 's voice was emotionless .​

" You know what I mean . " The spirit body snorted coldly .​

The cursed spirit 's tail instantly stretched out , and wings like bone wings spread out behind it , and it disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye .

Mingnu realized that something was wrong and played the pipa again to teleport herself away . The next second , the platform she was sitting on was pierced by the tail spike , the wooden board shattered into pieces , and she fell into an abyss with no bottom .

The spirit body of the Slayer has no obvious eyes , so he doesn't need eyes to find those ghosts . The fishy smell of the soul is too obvious , and the smell of the upper-rank ghosts is very different .

Although they all smell bad , the worst is the worst .

The cursed spirit flapped its wings , extensively destroying the wooden rooms and platforms , and shuttled back and forth at an incredible speed . It had limited time and had to find the Upper Rank before its soul lost connection . The blow that pierced Muzan 's chest only destroyed his two hearts .

The tail of the spike that was supposed to explode in an instant after piercing through the body encountered resistance , and the ice overturned . The spirit had to give up the idea of breaking the ice by force .

There was a slight sound of breaking air , and the next second , the left bone wing of the spirit body was cut off . It did n't care , and landed steadily on a nearby platform , looking at the swordsman not far away .

Six strange eyes were also watching him .​​

The Xu Ku Shen was flashing with a cold light , and the blade extending from the blade was covered with strange pupils that were exactly the same as its owner's . The dark purple riding hakama was obviously not the style of this era . The swordsman was born in the Warring States Period and had a solemn aura all over his body .

The spirit body tilted its head to avoid the ice blade flying from behind . At the same time , the pillar bells rang , and the faint sound of electric current reached the ears . The female pipa played again , and the low-level ghosts suddenly disappeared . The Infinite City was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop .

The atmosphere suddenly became tense , and Bianshaji 's spirit leaned sideways , counting the ghosts in front of him .

Upper Moon One , Kokushibo .​

Upper Moon Two , Douma .

Upper Four , Half Tengu .

That was enough . The spirit's arms , hanging at its sides , loosened , its tail slightly extended , its cursed energy coating its body , ready to strike .

" When did something like this come into the Infinite City ? It's really unexpected . " Douma was wearing the leader 's uniform that he had not had time to take off , waving a golden fan with a smile on his face .

" He looks much more powerful than those swordsmen . " Douma closed his fan , poked his chin with the tip of the fan , and muttered .

Kokushibo obviously had no intention of chatting with anyone . He raised his Hollow Crying God , and the Moon Breathing was instantly released . A crescent- shaped slash flew towards the spirit body of the All - Slayer . Following the crescent - shaped slash were countless tiny arcs of cold moon light .

" Lord Kokushibo is still like this . " Douma shook his head , and the golden fan opened again . Countless vines made of ice and snow stretched out , trying to entangle the body of the spirit body .

The cursed power of the cursed spirit surged , and the bone wing on the left side of the body that had just been cut off was regenerated in an instant . The inaction transformation could only manifest half of its power in this clone , but it was enough to repair the body .

The scales on his body exploded , and the vines were actually half a beat faster than the slash . When they were wrapped around the surface of the killing spirit , they were cut off by the scales .

Douma raised his eyebrows . Although the hardness of the lotus leaf ice was not specially controlled , it could be cut so easily by relying on the scales on the body . The strength of this monster was extraordinary .

When did Lord Muzan provoke such a thing ?​​​

On the other platform , Hantengu 's clone Ji Nu was also observing the battle . He didn't dare to join in rashly . After all, Upper Rank One 's sword never cared about friend or foe . If he was accidentally injured , he would be cut in half in an instant .

Douma did n't have so many concerns . He stood leisurely behind the spirit body , waving his fan from time to time , and lotus leaf ice flew out . For the spirit body , it was no different from tickling .

Poison is even more useless against species like cursed spirits that do not need to breathe .

The close combat of the spirit body is extremely powerful . The defense of Lianyebing cannot be broken through , and the Breath of the Moon only leaves a trace and cannot penetrate deeply .

[ Kuroshibo hadn't even used half of his strength yet . ] The real person 's voice echoed in his mind .

" You don't need to talk nonsense . " The spirit body gritted its teeth . Except for Kokushibo , the other two ghosts were not good at close combat . They just stood at a distance and fired cold shots .

The bone wings spread out , the tail spike pierced the platform , and the spirit body was suspended in the air .

The information from the original body told it that nearly a day and a night had passed , and the clone only had three - quarters of its energy left . It had to kill them or make Muzan realize that it must not be allowed to stay in the Infinite City .

It will fight its way out .

The rising aura around the cursed spirit successfully made Douma less careless . Kokushibo held the strangely shaped long sword , pursed his lips , and looked no different from usual .

He could feel that this monster was extremely powerful . He had just used the Void Crying God to catch the opponent 's punch , but the huge force caused his bones to break directly .

The repair was completed in just a moment .

The bone spur split apart , and the infinitely extended tail attacked Douma at a speed comparable to Renye Bing 's , while the body of the spirit body rushed towards Kokushibo .​​​

Ji Nu's face changed slightly , and he shook the golden staff . Without a conductor, his electric current was completely weakened , and his other bodies were basically helpless against the spirit body . He couldn't even understand why Muzan asked him to come .

He looks like a loser standing here , Ji Nu thought through gritted teeth , with obvious anger dancing in his eyes .

Kokushibo lowered his body slightly , hooked the Void God in his hand to the side , and the Breath of the Moon was ready to be released , while the spirit of Byunsha also came to the front , with his scaly hand raised .

The edge of the fist covered with cursed energy changed color slightly , and the corner of the mouth of the spirit that killed everyone curled up .

" Black Flash . "

With an unimaginable power , he threw a punch at the Void Crying God with fierce momentum , causing a huge noise . The scales on the back of his hand first hit the huge damage range of the Breath of the Moon , leaving countless tiny wounds on the body . The black flash of the killing spirit body was delayed for less than half a second before breaking through the siege range of the Breath of the Moon .

Scale armor , swung out a black flash of fist , hitting the tip of the knife that was about to go away by Xu Kushen .

The sharp blade pierced the back of his hand , and the punch that hit his soul forced Kokushibo to take more than ten steps back and fall onto a platform .

The tip of a forked blade fell to the ground .

At the same time , the tail spike split into more than a dozen and surrounded Douma . Upper Two closed the golden fan and fell with a " swish " sound , landing on a farther platform . Where he had originally stood , only an ice man who was torn into pieces was left .

A large cloud of fog rose up , covering Douma 's figure .

This has no effect on the spirits that use their souls to capture the enemy 's position . Both Bingzi and Bingnu are dead objects without souls .​​​​

The tail spikes were chasing him relentlessly , and Douma was also changing his position frantically . The smile in his colorful eyes faded away . He glanced at Kokushibo , opened the golden fan again , and swung his arms to knock down several tail spikes that attacked first .

A monster that is completely unaffected by the five senses . Douma squinted his eyes to cover up his smell , but it was useless . Blocking his vision was also useless . How did this monster determine their position ?

His standing posture seemed to be directed at him and Kokushibo , but in fact he was still on guard against the accumulated anger of Hantengu 's clone above .

His combat awareness is also terrifyingly strong .

Ji Nu turned over and landed on the platform of the Penshaji Lingti . With a tap of the golden staff , a huge electric current covered the platform . However , the Penshaji Lingti spread its bony wings and instantly returned to the suspended state . The body was still fighting with Kokushibo . The overwhelming sword shadows and cursed spirits moved like a gust of wind . It was obvious that a weak ghost like him was not someone who could join in .

The lotus leaf ice, whose hardness was increased to the maximum , finally entangled the tail spike of the spirit body of Penshaji . Countless vines bound the tail tightly . The spirit body of Penshaji glanced sideways , and with a slash of curse power , he chose to cut off the tail without any hesitation .

The time is almost up .

With a spread of bone wings , the spirit body instantly gave up the fight with Kokushibo and rushed towards somewhere . Douma opened his eyes wide , wondering why Lord Muzan came back .​​​​

The sound of breaking wood continued , and Mingnu plucked the strings in panic . However, no matter where Muzan 's position was changed , the cursed spirit could always determine the direction in the first time .

" It relies on the soul to distinguish , right ? " Douma stood beside Kokushibo , looking up at the spirit form of the dead body . " As long as Muzan - sama is still in the Infinite Castle , it will find him immediately . "

Kokushibo carried the broken Hollow Crying God away , and his heart , which had been silent for hundreds of years , was slightly moved . There was such a terrifying power in the world , a power that humans , even the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps , could not withstand . This was not something that could be resisted by relying on □ □ . From the memories revealed by Muzan , it could be seen that this monster had other techniques .

This is not the real body . The real body is a monster that looks no different from a human .

Akaza was not allowed to join the battle because this monster 's technique was activated through contact .​

" Does Lord Kokushibo know how Lord Muzan got into trouble with this thing ? "​​

Kokushibo was silent for a moment , then spoke slowly , " This ... ca n't be said ... "​

" Master Muzan didn't see this thing while walking down the street and took action because he didn't like it ? "

Kokushibo wanted to defend Muzan : " No ... "​​​​​​​​

Douma stroked the lines on the golden fan , ignoring Kokushibo 's slow words . He continued , " Three Lower - Rank Demons have already died at his hands . I just extracted his memories , and that monster still has a humanoid form . He 's from the Demon Slayer Corps . "

Has that group of fragile humans finally found a reliable helper ?​​​​

Seeing that the Infinite City was about to be destroyed , Mingnu played a quick note , and the moment the spirit of Pensha touched the pavilion , she teleported the spirit of Pensha away from the Infinite City .

Douma looked up at Mingnu 's position and shouted , " Biwanu , he 's almost out of strength , and you actually teleported him away . "​​​​

" I 'm sorry , but this is the order of Lord Muzan . " Mingnu played again , and the destroyed Infinite City gradually reorganized , but Muzan never appeared .​

The spirit of Pensha that was teleported away turned back into a crow the moment it stepped on the ground . After flying back to the sky , it identified the breath of its original body and flew in that direction .

[ You have the eyes of Mingnu in you . ] The real person said in its mind .

The crow paused and continued to fly in the sunlight , but it turned in the air to let those eyes come into contact with the sunlight , and the filth disappeared in an instant .

It was almost sunset , and the mountains and rivers stretched out in the afterglow of the setting sun . The aura of the main body was weak , and this place was quite far from the headquarters .

The real person standing in his room cut off the connection with his clone . No emotion could be seen in his gray-blue eyes . He listened attentively to the movement in the next room . Although the room was well soundproofed , the curse spirit could enhance the five senses to the greatest extent .

He heard the rustling of bedding .​​​

Bo Ye Zhu turned over and seemed to be waking up . After a few minutes , the quiet room was filled with subtle sounds again .

He woke up , feeling a little dazed . It took him a while to sit up . The setting sun shone into the room through the window . He didn't know if he had drawn the curtains . He should have , as the light during the day was too strong and not suitable for sleeping .

The room should be dark yellow now . He may have gone to bed without drying his hair . There was still a trace of moisture on the pillow and his hair was messy . He tidied it up impatiently .

He spoke , his voice slightly hoarse , muttering : " What time is it now ? "

The sound of bare feet stepping on the ground was heard , and his skin touched the wooden floor . He walked to the side of the cabinet , followed by the sound of the cabinet being opened . A moment later , the cabinet door was closed . He changed to another cabinet and continued to open it .

The real person twisted his fingertips and raised his gray-blue eyes . He had n't recovered his memory after sleeping .

The sound continued . The cabinet at the previous location was probably for clothes . Now he opened the cabinet next to it , and there was a sound of objects touching the cabinet surface .

It was a mirror , the real person quickly determined .

On the other side of the wall , Bo Ye Zhu, who had no idea that his every move was being monitored by a real person , looked at himself in the mirror . Perhaps because of the drastic emotional fluctuations , he fell asleep with half-wet hair . He thought he would have a headache when he woke up , but after opening his eyes , he felt nothing .

I just felt like the pillow was a little wet .

His hair was also very messy , with a few strands floating in front of him . He pushed his hair back and wanted to comb his messy hair first .

This doesn't look good at all , Bo Yezhu thought . Although the young man in the mirror had the same eyebrows and features , his eyes flashed with obvious dissatisfaction . He found a comb and smoothed his hair , trying to comb it , but it got stuck on the first stroke .

Oops , it looks like it 's tangled .

The strand of hair was at the back of her head and Bo Ye Zhu couldn't see it . When she was about to comb it back , there was a knock on the door .

" Azhu , it's me . " The real person 's voice came , and Bo Yezhu , who was fighting with the tangled hair , froze. He hesitated for a while about whether to let the real person in or not , but the tangled hair behind his head was getting more and more tangled , so he could only reluctantly open the door .

He covered the back of his head with one hand , and after opening the door and seeing the real person , he said slowly : " My hair seems to be tangled . "

" Really ? Let me see . "

Bo Ye Zhu wanted to find a chair to sit down , but he could n't find even a single chair in this traditional room , and he did n't know where to put the cushion . Zhenren pulled him to sit down among the bedding , knelt behind him , and carefully observed the tangled hair .

He looked ahead , thinking about the mirror . It would not be good to stare blankly at something . The next second , the real person brought the mirror and put it in his hand .

The mirror reflected the young man's surprised face . For a moment , he doubted whether the real person knew his inner voice . Legend has it that there are fairies who can read minds and win the favor of the protagonist , and then eat them .

The tangled mass of hair was picked up , and the fingertips passed through the tiny gaps , carefully moving the tangled hair . The real person 's voice fell into his ears , like a tickle , and Bo Ye Zhu 's eartips felt inexplicably hot .

" Tell me if it hurts , " he said .

" It doesn't hurt . " Bo Ye Zhu answered subconsciously .

After realizing what he said , he immediately shut his mouth and swore that he would not say a word even if a real person pulled his hair out !​​

However , it was just a pulling sensation , not even painful . He looked at the person in the mirror . The angle was slightly tilted , and he could see the serious gray -blue eyes . He just kept staring at them .

It was not until the real person put down the straightened hair in his hand , touched his head , stood up to get a comb , and combed the rest of his frizzy hair that Bo Ye Zhu came to his senses .

The other person 's skillful movements were obviously performed countless times . Even when the comb teeth touched the head , the strength was just right , and it felt incredibly comfortable .

Bo Yezhu suddenly wanted to recover the memories of being with the real person . The complex feelings that surged in his heart were hard to tell whether it was jealousy or envy of himself , but there was one feeling that was real , that is , in the quiet room , his heart felt unprecedentedly expanded .

The feeling of satisfaction is hard to describe . Bo Yezhu once thought that he was satisfied just by sitting by the window and watching the wind and rain without having to worry about food and clothing . He didn't have to be exposed to the wind and sun , nor did he have to worry about this or that . It is easiest to be satisfied when you have no desires .

But the prerequisite for satisfaction is precisely desire .

He wanted to be with Zhenren forever . Bo Yezhu 's beating heart told him that every minute and every second now , every inch of space where Zhenren was , his heart was filled with indescribable joy . His thoughts seemed to have turned into little movable people , jumping for joy and running around in his heart .

" That's enough . " The real person let go of his hand and looked at the little pearl bird with its feathers standing on end, which he had combed out bit by bit , with a smile in his eyes .

" We don't have to go on a mission today . We need to go to the Butterfly House , " the master said , bony fingers running through his hair . He lifted the ends of his hair and said with downcast eyes , " This is a blood demon technique after all . We still need to see if there are any other side effects . "

Taking sick leave because of being hit by a vampire spell is a fairly normal reason .

There was no need to continue wearing the team uniform . Zhenren picked out a piece of clothing for daily wear and handed it to Bo Yezhu . The clothes at this time were already very close to modern clothes , with narrow sleeves and long pants . When worn by the young man , the clothes with no design at all became more pleasing to the eye .

After what happened in the morning , Bo Yezhu was now much calmer , but he still turned his back silently to change his clothes . However, he felt that being able to accept the real person being by his side was a great improvement .

He listened to the movement behind him . It seemed that the real person went to look for something . When he buttoned up his clothes and turned around , he saw the real person holding the toiletries and smiling at him .

" Put on another coat . " The real person looked at him .

" Where is the coat ? " Bo Yezhu did n't see the coat in the cabinet where the clothes were kept .

" My room . "

A real person 's room !

Is it the same traditional style as his own room ? Bo Ye Zhu didn't notice where the real person 's room was . After all, this person always appeared before him . The accommodation area looked quite large , so it should be not far away , otherwise he would n't be able to get to him so quickly .

Bo Ye Zhu thought about it , followed behind the real person , and watched him push open the door next to his room , which looked obviously different from a traditional room , and opened his eyes wide - it was so close , just separated by a wall !

It seemed that the open space I had reserved for bedding was also next to the side of the real person 's room .

When he saw the whole picture of the real person's room , especially the bed that was also next to his own room , Bo Ye Zhu touched his nose uncomfortably and even forgot to look at the other furnishings in the room .

The toiletries were placed on the table by the real person . He walked to the closet , picked out a light - colored haori , and turned to look at Uroha Nagisa : " Is this okay ? "

Uroba Nagisa was curious about his wardrobe , so she walked over and found that the vertical wardrobe was filled with a row of clothes , including haori of various styles , some of which were almost identical .​​

" Are these not all mine ? " Bo Ye Zhu looked at the clothes that mostly did not match the real person 's temperament , and his voice unconsciously became a little lower .

Real person : " Yes , there are a few left , but I just brought a batch home last month , and these are new . I 'll find time to buy new ones when the weather gets cooler . "

Bo Ye Zhu was stunned . Did he really love buying clothes that much ... But these clothes were really beautiful . There was not a single piece of those patterns and colors that he did n't like .

Those identical clothes are from real people , right ?

He took the one from the real person 's hand and said, " This is it . "

Knowing that the real person had already finished washing up , Bo Ye Zhu refused the real person 's idea of sending him to the bathroom . He would not forget the route immediately after taking the walk during the day .

Before leaving , he took a look at the real person 's room . It was very clean and tidy , unlike his own room , which was filled with all kinds of things .

I should go back and clean up , Bo Yezhu thought as he walked . Cleaning the house is not a troublesome thing for him , and although those things seem messy , they are actually clearly classified .

He did n't meet anyone to chat with along the way , but there was someone whose clothes were different from his who greeted him , and Bo Yezhu politely replied " Good evening " .​​

It seems that the members of the Demon Slayer Corps are not the kind of people who like to chat .

In the bathroom , he ran into a boy much younger than him , with beautiful mint green hair . He watched him walk in , looked up at him , and after a moment , said , " I heard you were under the spell of a vampire . "

" Ah , yes . " Bo Ye Zhu didn't know who this young man was , but since he could talk to him , he must be someone he was familiar with .

However, the boy looked at him and nodded , then continued washing his hands .

Bo Ye Zhu silently overturned his own guess .​

On the way back , he met quite a few people , but they all looked exhausted , as if they were about to faint on the ground in the next second . Bo Yezhu hesitated for a moment , but continued walking silently .

I should think about how to clean the room , thought Uroba Nagisa , who was not very good at socializing .

Back outside his room , Bo Yezhu pushed the door open with one hand and saw the tidy room . If there wasn't a real person standing inside , he would have thought he had walked into the wrong door .

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open , the real person looked up and smiled at him : " Okay , you can go to dinner now . "

" How ... how did you clean up so quickly ? " Bo Yezhu opened his eyes wide . The room was obviously messy before he left . After all , he studied the ornaments carefully before going to bed . Now they were all arranged in an orderly manner . Even the bedding on the floor was put in the cupboard .

Actually , I was a big bad guy who liked to enslave the real people ! Bo Ye Zhu remembered that it seemed that his clothes were also washed by the real people .

After he got up, a real person combed his hair , a real person cleaned the room , put the clothes he bought that couldn't fit in his room in a real person's room , and a real person found the toiletries and put them in his hands ... In fact, a real person also helped him put on his clothes last night .

What ’s even more terrifying is that the real person looks like he’s used to it .

I must have been spoiled to the point of being lawless in the past , which is why I became like this now .

Zhenren said that when they met , he was about sixteen years old . Would he have such a bad temper then ?

Bo Ye Zhu began to question himself . His tangled expression caught Zhenren's eyes . The next second, Zhenren heard him say : " How about I do it next time , or - "

" Are you sure , Zhu ? " The real person still smiled , but his eyes changed slightly and his tone was troubled . " I 'm glad I can help you , Zhu . You always praised me before . If you want to do it yourself , then fine . "

" I , that 's not what I meant ! "

Bo Ye Zhu was completely bewildered by that face , not noticing the danger in his eyes . He grabbed his hand , eager to express his thoughts : " You did a great job . "​

The real person looked at him , took his palm in his , and said in an inexplicably sticky tone : " That's good . "

Gray-blue eyes stared at Bo Ye Zhu . The real person grabbed his hand and lifted it up , kissing the delicate skin . His gaze also fell on the part of his lips that matched his color . He said meaningfully , " Zhu has a cut on his mouth . You can ask the people at the Butterfly House for some medicine later . "

Bo Yezhu was a little slow to understand what the real person was saying . He suddenly covered his mouth with his other hand and his face immediately began to feel hot . He finally understood why those people who greeted him looked a little confused .

And the boy in the bathroom , when he looked up at him , his eyes must have been on the wound on his mouth .

The first time I looked in the mirror , I wasn't alert at all and did n't even notice anything unusual about my mouth .

Five minutes later , Zhenren stood in the corridor and looked at Bo Ye Zhu who was walking forward angrily , and touched his nose .

Angry again .