Chapter 77

Tengen Uzui was originally trying to comfort his silly and cute wife who was pushed over by his other two wives for a bite of food, but he caught a glimpse of Giyu Tomioka's gaze fixed on the window, as if there was something strange there attracting his attention, so he looked out the window curiously.

With just one glance, he locked onto his target.

The girl who wore a yukata only once at the previous fireworks festival and only today, and who always wears loose clothes at other times.

At this moment, she was walking out of the clinic, and there was a huge crow next to her, which was half a head taller than her. But after a while, a young man with white hair chased out. When the girl stopped and turned around, he stood in front of her and said something to her. Then the team of one person and one crow turned into a team of two people and one crow.

Qingxi, who was unaware that her every move was being watched, looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was determined to follow her. After noticing her gaze, he tilted his head, blinked his eyes and gave her a cute smile in return.

Qingxi averted her eyes. She couldn't bear to look. She couldn't bear to look.

How did he manage to act cute better than a girl like her?

Qingxi's destination now is not anywhere else, but the cemetery where all the Demon Slayer Corps members who died at the hands of demons over the past thousands of years are buried.

Having been there several times before, she had already memorized the cemetery even without the guidance of the Hidden Department members.

However, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was still worried, so he chased him out again.

The road was a bit long. Anyway, Qingxi, who was wearing a yukata and unfamiliar wooden clogs, felt a little regretful about what she wore today.

In the end, she was unable to walk anymore and was carried to the entrance of the cemetery by Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"Master, if I don't come with you this time, what will you do when we are halfway there?" Under the girl's guidance, Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked with a smile as he walked through rows of tombstones.

Lying on Tsurumaru Kuninaga's body, he said without thinking: "Change your shoes, and then change your shoes when you get here."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga grinned, "That's too much trouble."

Qingxi refused to take the blame. "If you want to blame someone, blame Harada Iku-sensei. It was him who bought me the hair tie that seemed to go best with my kimono."

"Forget it then," Tsurumaru Kuninaga said. After all, the person had already been laid to rest, and he couldn't possibly bother them again for such a small matter.

"But there are so many souls in this cemetery that haven't gone to the underworld." Tsurumaru Kuninaga shook his body exaggeratedly. "I'm a little scared."

"Tsurumaru, can you see it?" Qingxi asked in surprise.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga tilted his head slightly, "Of course! Master, have you forgotten that Yaken and I are sword masters, how could we not see ghosts?"

"But as your master, I can't see unless I open the Dialysis Eye." Qingxi tried to hold back but still couldn't help but said aggrievedly.

She looked like she had the words "I am the master who woke you up, why can you do it but I can't" written on her face.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga paused for a moment, then continued walking as if nothing had happened. "Perhaps it's because, Master, you have categorized it subconsciously."

"Classification?" Qingxi murmured in confusion, repeating his words.

"That's right." Tsurumaru Kuninaga nodded, "Because whether it's the Eye of Perception or spiritual power, in your subconscious mind you have classified them all as 'standard items given by the system to you, the one who does the task for it.' In your own mind, you are just an ordinary person.

Because of this division, Master, you are so clumsy in using your spiritual power."

Golden eyes swept across the tombstones around him, finally stopping in front of a newly erected one. "However, whether it's the Eye of Perception or spiritual power granted by the system, in my opinion, they're just a form of power. To use them smoothly, you need to acknowledge their existence and regard them as part of your own physical strength."

He squatted down and Qingxi got off his back.

"Master, do you want to give it a try?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga urged. "Well, I've seen Mr. Harada. Do you want to know what expression Mr. Harada has on his face right now?"

Qingxi: “…”

She stared at the tombstone in front of her for a while, and suddenly, a pair of dry hands reached out, blocking her view and covering her eyes.

"No, I can't. Before I came out, Yaken gave me a death order: 'Keep an eye on the general. If she tries to activate the Dialysis Eye, stop her!'" Tsurumaru Kuninaga mimicked Yaken Toushirou's voice, drifting from overhead, a brisk warning. "Master, your eyes are still red like a rabbit's. If a small blood vessel bursts again, Yaken might actually use his true form to penetrate me when we get back."

Qingxi puffed up her face and pulled down her hands that were covering her eyes unhappily. She said in a muffled voice, "I don't need it."

She took out a large food box from her gourmet backpack, opened the lid, squatted on the ground, and placed the dishes out one by one. Finally, she picked up the bottle of paradise wine, poured a glass of wine into the only wine cup, and then put the bottle next to the wine cup.

She stood quietly for a while, then packed up the empty lunch box, stuffed it into her gourmet backpack, turned around and prepared to leave.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga quickly grabbed her and said, "Hey, Master, you really don't want to give it a try? Mr. Harada is about to leave after dinner."

His free hand gently touched the two clusters of hydrangeas in her hair, "Master, didn't you come here to show Mr. Harada his gift for you?"

"Don't you want to say goodbye to Mr. Harada in person? And what about the Hinami Matsuri doll?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga squatted down and gently coaxed the girl who had been awkward and stubborn for almost a week.

Qingxi murmured, but even though Tsurumaru Kuninaga was so close to her, he still couldn't hear what she was saying. He couldn't help but tilt his head and put one ear closer.

"Master, what did you say just now? Your voice was a little soft, I didn't hear it."

Qingxi's lips moved again, and this time Tsurumaru Kuninaga heard it clearly.

【Tsurumaru, help me! 】

The white-haired young man avoided the complicated braid of Yagen Toushirou's hair and just rubbed it lightly. Even his voice became low and gentle. "Yes, you are a good girl. I will help you."

Qingxi's small hand was covered by another man's big hand, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice slowly rang in her ears, "Don't avoid it. Do you feel it? The feeling of spiritual energy slowly flowing through your body."

The eyes allow people to see the surrounding scenes, but at the same time they also weaken other senses of the body.

Unable to fully understand what Tsurumaru Kuninaga was describing, Qingxi had no choice but to close her eyes and block out the influence of everything around her. Gradually, in the darkness, she found the spiritual power that Tsurumaru Kuninaga mentioned was flowing slowly in her body.

It was a light golden color, flowing slowly with her breathing, the trajectory of the blood flowing in her body, and every movement of her body.

"If you feel it, try to use it... Well, for beginners, you won't be able to do anything too difficult, so let's try to see Mr. Harada without activating the Dialysis Eye."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga squatted on the ground, holding his chin with both hands, tilting his head and watching the girl's changes quietly.

I have to say that even though spiritual power is a standard feature of the master's system to keep him alive, and is a plug-in that is not as good as what he already has, the master's control over spiritual power is not much worse than those who are born with spiritual power.

He believed that as long as he gave his mistress more time, she would be able to master them and use them with ease.

Noticing that the girl's eyes were open, Tsurumaru Kuninaga came forward and asked impatiently, "How is it? Can you see Mr. Harada?"

Qingxi didn't respond to him immediately. Her red eyes looked around at the tombstones, and then she started crying.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's golden eyes widened, and a brief blankness appeared on his face.

"What, what happened?" He stood up nervously and looked around Qingxi. "Could it be that something went wrong with the spiritual power?"

"Ah, this shouldn't be the case. I was just watching from the side, and I didn't feel anything wrong with the spiritual power in your body, Master." Tsurumaru Kuninaga scratched his head. "Master, don't just cry, tell me a little about your current situation."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga is very anxious and panicked now.

If anything happened to the master here, he believed that Yaoyan would definitely stab him to death.

The kind that really pokes.

The most important thing is that she was able to hold back her tears when she heard the news of Mr. Harada's death, but this time she cried, she cried out loud.

Qingxi threw herself into Tsurumaru Kuninaga's arms and shed many tears before she slowly spoke, "It seems like my spiritual power and the Eye of Perception have been mixed together. I can't turn them off. It's okay to see ghosts as soon as I open them, but I also see bones buried underground. What should I do? Will I always be like this?"

…Ugh, my eyes can even see through your clothes, Tsurumaru… your body… hiccups… the muscles and bones inside your body… and finally your true form…

Will I become like this in the future?

You’ll definitely get stye.”

The girl's intermittent voice scared Tsurumaru Kuninaga a lot.

Especially the part about seeing your body through your clothes almost scared him to death, but you, my master, were actually gasping for breath there.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart. He patted Qingxi on the back and comforted her, "It's okay, it's just a small problem. At worst, we can separate the spiritual power and the Eye of Dialysis, or find a point that can balance the two of them, so that the Eye of Dialysis can open when it wants to and close when it doesn't.

Come on, we have plenty of time. If you're worried about what you might see when you return to the clinic, then we can just stay here for the next few days until you can master your spiritual power. There's no problem returning then."