Chapter 30 Chapter 30 He was really drunk , …​​​​​​

He was really drunk . He didn't know why the bottle of wine had such a strong aftereffect . He stopped mumbling and let the real person drag him away .

" Zhenzhen , when are we going home ? "

" tomorrow . "

“ … … ”

" Really . "

" What's wrong ? "

In front of them was the side door of the Bo Ye Mansion . They had left from there , and it was also very close to Bo Ye Zhu 's yard .

The person next to him muttered something .

The real person was stunned for a moment , then the corners of his mouth curled up . He did n't say anything , but just pinched Bo Yezhu 's palm . When his fingertips brushed across the palm lines , it felt like being burned by fire .

A subtle silence spread , and the real person took him by the hand and walked into the side door . There were not many people here and the environment was very quiet . The two of them walked back to the yard .

Bo Yezhu felt a little tired , perhaps due to the effect of alcohol . He pressed his sun ray and walked towards the room , but when he saw the darkness without any lights on , he stopped hesitantly .

The real person, who had just put his things in the small living room, came over and said , " I 'll go turn on the light . "

" I 'm afraid of knocking things over . " The young man muttered . Of course , he was not afraid of the dark . After all, they usually carried out their missions at night .

It’s just that he ’s not familiar with the furnishings here , and he ’s feeling a little dizzy . He might bump into something .

The lights came on and Bo Yezhu walked in . The pause just now made him feel more alert . He found a chair to sit down and leaned over the table to look at the real person .

" Do you want to take a shower ? " Zhenren also tilted his head to look at him .

Bo Ye Zhu nodded , then remembered something : " Did I faint last night ? Who gave me a bath ? "​​​

Zhenren originally planned to go to the living room to get the things he bought tonight , but after hearing his words , he stood at the door and gave him a look .

" Okay ... " Bo Yezhu understood . No wonder he felt wet when he was drowsy , but he was not awake at that time .

They also bought two sets of clothes tonight . Urobe Nagisa was very happy to buy clothes . Although he wore team uniforms more often in the Demon Slayer Corps , it was impossible for him to wear his own clothes to carry out missions .

He thought about it seriously and felt that he seemed to love collecting things , especially after joining the Demon Slayer Corps .

The first thing I do after getting paid is to plan to buy something .

He changed out the things in his room at the headquarters one after another , and the storage room at home was almost full . He put the things he particularly liked in his room at home , and put the things he was tired of into boxes .

In fact, he is really a person who gets bored easily .

Bo Yezhu saw the real person walking towards the door with a pile of clothes in his hands .

The weather in Kyoto is very good , and the clothes that were hung out to dry in the morning are now dry , which saves us the trouble of having nothing to wear .

He still had the two new suits he 'd bought tonight . One was from Bo Ye Zhu , and the two were similar in style . He looked at Bo Ye Zhu and asked , " Will you wear this tomorrow or the one you brought from headquarters ? "

" Wear the new ones ! " Bo Yezhu stood up happily , and the bright red beads on his earlobes swayed .​

While Bo Yezhu went to take a shower , Zhenren started to pack up his things . He heard a noise outside the yard . He put down the clothes he was folding , walked out of the room , and saw the old patriarch and the young man who supported him .

There was also a servant following him , holding the box containing the red umbrella in his hand .

The curse spirit 's expression paused , and the old man also stopped in the middle of the yard and looked at him .

" I want to see him . " The old man said , and the servant behind him bowed , walked forward and handed the box to the real man .

The real person was not clear about the traditions of the Bo Ye family . Although Bo Ye Zhu had told him some of it during the day , it was obvious that Bo Ye Zhu himself was only half- baked .

But as for the red umbrella ... He took the box , but the lock on it was not fastened . He raised his hand to open it . In the moonlight , dark patterns flashed on the umbrella . He didn't know if it was an illusion , but he felt that the umbrella seemed to be more eye -catching than before .

Is it because of the dark lines ?

" Objects have spirits , especially one that has been passed down for thousands of years . " The old man spoke slowly , glancing around , wondering why he did n't see their young master .

" Anyway , just leave it to Xiao Zhu . He will understand when he sees it . " After being slightly disappointed , the old man knocked on his crutches , and the young man helped him walk outside .

The real person looked down at the red umbrella in the box . He had seen this umbrella many times . After staring at it for a while and not finding any difference , he closed the box and turned back to the house .

He casually placed the box on the table and continued to sort his clothes .

Bo Yezhu bought some small gadgets , but his luggage was not big , so he had to find a way to fit them in .

After a while , Bo Yezhu , who was drying his hair , walked in from outside . He saw the familiar box on the table at a glance , walked over and opened it , and found it was a red umbrella .

" Hmm ? "

He uttered a short syllable in his throat , reached out to grab the red umbrella , and looked at it carefully with his eyes lowered .

The Immortal turned around , noticed his movements , and repeated what Chief Boye had just said , concluding , " I did n't see anything . "​​​

" Do n't you see ? "​

Bo Ye Zhu put down the umbrella , ignored it , and walked towards Zhenren . Zhenren also took the towel he used to wipe his hair .

" Because I gave up my right to inherit the priesthood , the red umbrella had to be returned to the clan , " Bo Ye Zhu explained , " but the umbrella wasn't very happy about it . It felt more interesting to stay with me . "

He spread his hands and said , " But the umbrella is still very precious , so I'll just leave it here in Kyoto . It's a little sad . "

Real person : " It has thoughts ? "

Bo Ye Zhu : " After all , it 's an antique that 's over a thousand years old . And legend has it that this umbrella was made by the gods themselves a thousand years ago . It's very possible . "

The quality is still so good after a thousand years , and it can completely protect against wind and rain , which is something that ordinary umbrellas ca n't do at all .

After drinking some wine and chatting for a while , Bo Yezhu soon began to yawn again , with the ends of his hair still wet , but he had already dozed off in Zhenren's arms .

When the ends of his hair were almost wiped , he closed his eyes completely .

The real person bent down and picked him up by the waist , walked to the bed and put him down carefully , covered him with the quilt and tucked in the corners carefully .

It was windy tonight , I hope I won’t get sick tomorrow .

Bo Ye Zhu slept very soundly , although it was not a familiar bed . Perhaps due to the side effects of alcohol , he did not wake up halfway and seemed to have a dream in a daze .

In the dream, there was a figure holding an umbrella , asking him sadly when he would come back .

He looked like a heartless man , holding the real person 's arm and waving at the umbrella figure : " Goodbye ! I 'm not taking you away ! "

When he woke up , Zhenren had just sat up . The light outside the window was still cool . Noticing the person next to him move , Zhenren lowered his eyes and touched his head , from forehead to top of the head , to make sure his body temperature was normal .

The voice was still deep : " Why are you awake so early ? "

Bo Yezhu grabbed his hand . Actually , he was still a little sleepy , so he simply closed his eyes again and pulled the palm of his hand over his eyes .

After a moment , a sigh came from the side .

" Sleep for another half an hour . "

Bo Ye Zhu hummed with satisfaction , then smoothly crawled into the arms of Zhenren who lay down again .

Half an hour later , the real person pulled Bo Yezhu out of the quilt , but the young man yawned and closed his eyes again on his shoulder .

Shaking his head , the real person stood up and reached for the clothes that were placed aside .

" Raise your hands . " The buttons of the pajamas were unbuttoned and Zhenren whispered .

The air was still chilly in the morning . Bo Yezhu squinted his eyes as Zhenren helped him change his clothes and tied the ribbon on his clothes .

" It seems to be a little colder here . Is it an illusion ? " Bo Ye Zhu came to his senses a little and looked out the window . The sun had already risen .

Following his gaze, the real person looked out the window . " The weather in Kyoto is indeed a bit cooler . Maybe it 's getting colder . Should we bring some extra clothes back to headquarters ? "

Bo Ye Zhu hesitated for a moment , thinking that there were still a lot of clothes in the closet in the headquarters room , so he shook his head .

He got out of bed .

" We have to go to the station soon , " said the man , folding his changed clothes . " You have to hurry . "

By the way , I have to go back to Tokyo today .

The luggage had been almost packed last night , which gave them plenty of time to spare . After finishing breakfast , Bo Ye Zhu and Zhen Zhen took the bus to the station .

The driver was still the same person . He looked at Bo Yezhu , said nothing , and just silently handed over two more tickets .

" Thanks ! "

After taking it , Urobe Nagisa smiled at him , then turned to discuss with Masato whether they should go home in Asakusa first or go directly back to the headquarters .

He estimated and decided that he still wanted to go home first , and the real person naturally had no objection .

The journey took more than eight hours . There were not many people at the station , and it was much quieter than Tokyo . After getting on the bus , Urobe Nagisa and Masato sat together , looking out the window curiously .

He did n't look carefully when he came .

Perhaps because he had slept enough, Bo Yezhu was very energetic along the way . He carefully looked at the scenery rapidly receding outside the car window , as if he could never get tired of it .

Those orange-yellow eyes , illuminated by the sunlight , became even more brilliant and beautiful , reflecting amber- like light .

The train connected with the Tokyo Tokaido Railway . The whistle sounded . Seeing the familiar scenery , Nagisa turned her head to meet Masato 's gaze . " We 're here . "

The real person nodded .

He got off the bus following the crowd . It was already afternoon outside . The real person pulled him and weaved through the crowd .

Bo Ye Zhu asked him : " Should we go out to eat tonight or cook for ourselves ? "

The real person tilted his head . " It's all right , but the kitchen seems to have been unused for over a month , so it needs to be cleaned up . "

" Then let's go out . " Although I miss the real people 's craftsmanship , they may not come back once a month , so it's better not to bother them .

The station was still some distance from home , but compared to the route they patrolled , it was not too far . After walking for about an hour , they saw the familiar streets .​

A familiar store manager greeted them and asked curiously , " Why are you carrying luggage ? Are you going out ? "

" Yes ! I went back to my hometown in Kyoto ! " Usugaba Nagisa also greeted the middle-aged man and said with a smile , " But I have to go to work again tomorrow . "

" Work is hard , it's nice to go out and have some fun . " The silver-haired grandma selling groceries next door also said this while waving a fan .

After a pause , the silver-haired grandmother called out to Bo Yezhu : " It seems someone came to see you yesterday . "

Her home was near Nagisa 's , and after a moment of recollection , she said , " It was a young man , probably the one from the Fujiwara family . He came over, realized you were n't home , and left . "

Bo Ye Zhu blinked and nodded : " I understand . Thank you , Mrs. Akita . "​

Turning into the alley , Bo Ye Zhu seemed lost in thought . Zhenren glanced at him sideways : " What's wrong ? "

It ’s easy to guess who the child of the Fujiwara family is .

Bo Ye Zhu shook his head : " Nothing . "