Chapter 192
The sound of large birds flapping their wings echoed overhead.
In the corridor, the black-haired girl who had run out of spiritual power from making amulets and was recovering looked up and saw a black dot moving in the sky.
"Jiro."
Seeing a black dot the size of a meatball so high in the sky is not something that a small bird can do.
So, it was indeed her Jiro.
The girl thought as she waved at the black spot in the sky above her head.
As if responding to her, the dot paused briefly and then fell straight towards her.
As it fell, the dot grew larger and larger, allowing people to see its full appearance more clearly. Just then, the ghost hunters who were being trained by Rengoku Kyojuro next door noticed the situation here and thought that some ghost that was not afraid of the sun had come here to snatch people. When they were about to draw their swords to attack, the black bird, which was so big that it made people think it was a monster in mythology, stopped half a meter away from Qingxi.
The wings flapped, and the strong wind blew up the dust on the ground. Only the girl's surroundings were quiet and unintrusive.
Qingxi, who could have grabbed the giant black bird's claws with just a raise of his hand, patted it and said with a tone that was half surprise and half warning: "Jiro, stop it."
A big black crow flapped its wings and slowly landed beside Qingxi, then came to Qingxi's side.
Qingxi stared at its extra third leg for a while, then looked up at its head that was almost touching the roof. She clicked her tongue, "Have you grown again? How come you've grown so tall after not seeing you for a few days?"
Jiro rubbed against Qingxi. He didn't know whether it would make him taller or not, but he was clear about one thing.
"Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry." Jiro asked.
It slept for a long time and finally woke up to find its home to feed it. However, it searched around Beimingyu's house but couldn't find anyone. Finally, it was Beimingyu Xingming who told it her location, and it flew to find her despite being hungry.
"I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry. Eat, eat, eat."
How does it feel to be treated like a spoiled child by a crow that is seven or eight times bigger than you?
Qingxi said that Jiro is just a small one now, and if he approaches her gently, his weight can make her fall down.
So, she was really spoiled by Jiro until she fell down.
BANG!!!
In a quiet environment, a slight sound can seem very loud.
What's more, she fell directly to the ground.
"Ashi, are you okay?"
"I have something to do, something to do, sir." Qingxi, who fell face down on the ground, turned over and pinched her nose. After just a moment, she felt a warm liquid flowing from her nose, as if it would come out in the next second.
Rengoku Kyojuro quickly walked over to her side and squatted down. Looking at her, he said, "Your nose is bleeding."
"Yeah, that's right," Qingxi hummed.
She held out her free hand to him, "Kyojuro, could you please carry me to my room first? I think I need to lie down for a while."
She didn't have a handkerchief with her, and it was not convenient for her to perform a magic trick in front of so many ghost hunters, so this was the only solution she could think of.
The girl's request was an easy thing for Rengoku Kyojuro to do.
But before he could do anything, someone acted faster than him.
"You still have training here, so Master, leave it to me to take her back."
The young man in white clothes and white hair picked up the girl very easily, and with the girl's short cry, he dodged and ran away with her, laughing.
After watching the whole process, the demon hunters who were waiting for the training from the Flame Pillar were all confused.
Who am I, where am I, did I just eat the melon of Lord Flame Pillar?
The hidden one who stood by and was ready to pull the person away immediately if any unexpected situation occurred: ...
Looking at the singles who haven't reacted yet with dead eyes, is it time to eat melons now? Shouldn't you be worried about whether the Flame Pillar will use you as a target if he gets upset next time?
No, I should say I was overthinking it.
Because, if these ghost hunters had someone they liked, their emotional intelligence would definitely allow them to handle the current awkward situation instead of just standing there and watching the show!!!
Rengoku Kyojuro withdrew his hand which he had just reached halfway, and watched the girl being carried away by Baihe. He turned around and returned to the training ground to continue training the ghost hunters.
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Observation from someone in the hidden department:
Today, Lord Flame Pillar seemed to be indifferent to the girl he liked being taken away in front of everyone, but the number of demon hunters who fell under his training today was more than twice the usual number.
...To sum up, the Flame Pillar is still angry, and the demon hunters have become his punching bag.
...In one word, miserable!
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Tsurumaru Kuninaga carried her all the way back to the house, with Jiro following behind her silently because he knew he had done something wrong. Qingxi rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.
Only at times like this can it behave itself better.
Back in the house, she was put down by Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Looking at the crow's head moving towards her again, although she felt disgusted, she still kept this posture and took out a large bowl of raw meat for it.
Thank goodness she has the good habit of stocking some prepared food in her gourmet backpack, otherwise it would have to wait until she stops having nosebleeds before it can get food.
She waved it over to go eat next door. Seeing that He, who had brought her back, had no intention of leaving, she asked, "Hewan, are you free?"
"Yeah." As he spoke, he lay down on the tatami with his white head curiously looking at Jiro's third leg. Then he stretched out his hands and touched the leg up and down.
As if confirming something, his golden eyes revealed an expression of disbelief. "This leg, aside from looking a little 'newer' than the other two, has absolutely no other features that would indicate it was recently grown."
Standing up again, Tsurumaru Kuninaga moved closer to Jiro, "Come on, tell me, brother, are you really going to evolve into Yatagarasu?
As the messenger of the sun god Amaterasu, have you inherited any divine power?
Or other abilities?
I'm so curious! Huh? Don't be so stingy, tell me about it.
Glancing at the knife and bird, who were about to cling to Jiro, Qingxi said, "That's enough. They're still eating. Are you making so much noise because they think your life is too comfortable and want to stir things up a bit?"
As for what kind of stimulation...
For example, Jiro would carry him like one of his own kind and fly him around in the sky, then throw something at him from a high altitude, and then he would catch it, and then throw and catch it again...
Tsurumaru Kuninaga slid down and sat down next to Qingxi as if he had no bones. "But you're still very curious."
"But." He lay down without any image, his head next to Qingxi's. "Jiro has grown bigger again. The house he lives in is almost too big to accommodate him. Now he should be able to carry more people. Then, can I realize the activity of picnic in the sky?"
Following his words, Qingxi gave the most sincere response: "Maybe if it grows a little bigger, it might be able to carry your Date Group's sword to the sky to fulfill this wish.
However, if it were me, I would not choose to have a picnic on its back. Instead, Jiro would carry the entire sturdy and secure big basket, and it would fly in the sky while I would have my picnic in the basket... just like riding in a hot air balloon.
Well, of course, if you’re strong enough, you can also try to get a solid glass model, with 360-degree panoramic view, so you can see the scenery however you want.
"...Of course, I don't need a 360-degree view, so if I could really make a glass basket, I'd choose an opaque base."
Qingxi was talking nonsense, but the eyes of the one who didn't want to listen were getting wider and brighter.
Seeing Tsurumaru Kuninaga Qingxi like this, her voice was stuck. Immediately, she was shocked, "No way, no way, I just said it casually, don't take it seriously."
"No, no, no." Tsurumaru Kuninaga shook his head and turned over, his face full of eagerness to try, "Master, your idea is very good, and it is also very exciting."
As if he had already imagined being put in a transparent glass and taken to the sky to enjoy the scenery, Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked like he was dancing with joy. He even started to think in his mind where to get such a sturdy and reliable glass basket that could hold several people.
Glass already existed in our time, but it was very brittle and was most commonly used to hold various liquids. It was far from being able to hold enough liquid to be lifted up without any accidents.
Therefore, you still need to go to Wanwu to find someone to make it specifically for you.
But the problem is, he is now recorded as a missing blade by the Government of Time. It would be fine if he went back without anyone finding him, but if someone found him, then things would get serious.
It will definitely expose the owner.
...If the master wanted to be a Shinsengumi, he could have contacted Honmaru as early as when she summoned Higekiri. However, she didn't want to, so she stayed in this era.
If the master doesn't accept the job of Shinsengumi offered by the Time Government, the Time Government will definitely take him and the swords of Yagen Toushirou away...
Thinking of this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga began to secretly calculate in his mind.
"Then you better keep quiet," Qingxi warned. "Also, if you really find someone to "collude" with you and create something, please don't count me in... Don't even ask me to play with you.
What I want now is a simple life of eating, drinking, occasionally cooking, and brewing wine."
"Master, you are not a lazy fish now." Tsurumaru Kuninaga muttered, raising his hand and pointing outside the shoji door, "For others, you are busy like a top every day.
You've been saving your amulet for so long, do you still need to keep it now?"
"Save it," Qingxi said as a matter of course. "Who knows how long it will take to kill Muzan Kibutsuji? While there's still time, of course we'll do as much as we can.
I have enough amulets for the pillars and the A-rank ghost hunters, so I'll make one for each of the ghost hunters below A-rank."
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