Mudaki Kawami held the gauze in his hand tightly and walked through most of the butterfly house with thoughts. His face was as calm as water, but his psychological activities were quite rich.

"I really made that guy Kuang Jin beat him..."

"Even the little girl in Butterfly House thinks that dead face is easier to get along with?"

"I really don't know what to say, there are seven such gloomy guys."

"It looks unspised, no matter how handsome he is, he is still ugly."

“…”

"To put it, do you need to pay attention to the way you speak in the future?"

Before he knew it, he was thinking about things he wouldn't even consider before.

In fact, calling himself "I" and "I am a master" and having a rough tone are not habits that Mushi Kawashimiya has developed since childhood. After all, his younger brothers and sisters are very obedient, so there is no need for him to be so fierce.

The reason why he talks and does things like that is because after his mother's death, he had to take his younger brother Xuanmi alone in the dock area where the gangsters gathered.

In order not to let his younger brother be bullied and to discipline his younger brother who was ignorant of the truth and hated him at that time, he deliberately imitated the words and deeds of those street fighters and even his dead father.

In addition, he is tall and born with a bad appearance. He often (after killing ghosts himself) and returns home with blood and wounds. He soon becomes a vicious evil spirit who must not talk to people, otherwise he will be killed and dismembered.

However, after joining the Demon Killing Team, his temporary style was brought over, and naturally became a high wall that separated him from others.

After all, who would want to date someone who is full of swearing and even scare ghosts to tears?

And Mushi Kawaka Miya, who wants to use all his thoughts to kill ghosts, is also happy.

After all, with people who are close to each other, it will be even more unbearable to lose them.

But if only a person who is a comrade-in-arms dies in the killing of ghosts, then after a brief sadness, only anger will remain in his heart.

And anger and hatred are precisely the source of power of Immortal Kawashimiya.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes. There are still "good people" like Kaori Kano and Kanae Butterfly.

No matter how fierce his tone or the ugly scars on his face, both of them tolerate and accept him unconditionally like their mothers.

One of them is like the warm sun in winter, the other is like the gentle breeze and drizzle, constantly melting the mountains that wrap around him, and spares no effort to make him understand-

His life is not just as simple as killing evil ghosts.

No matter how miserable or even overwhelmed, one should have the right to pursue happiness.

Therefore, under the influence of their subtle influence and the recent life and death crises, Mukui Kawamiya began to reflect for the first time-

Is it necessary to change yourself?

When he passed by the pharmacy, he was dizzy and picked two commonly used ointments from the pile of medicinal materials and put them in his arms. Then he ran into the kitchen with a copper basin, which scared Xiaoshui, who was responsible for preparing midnight snacks for everyone.

"What are you going to do?"

She asked with her shoulders shrank, "The water has just boiled. If you want to eat, you will have to wait a while."

"Is the water boiling? That's just right."

When Mudaki Kawashiya heard Xiaosui's words, his eyes lit up. Without saying a word, he lifted the pot and poured the hot water into the copper basin.

"You'll cook another pot."

“Hey…but, but,”

"But what?"

Mudaki Kawami turned his head impatiently, staring with two slanted eyes and a fierce tone, which scared Xiaosui to feel at a loss, and tears that were bigger than his eyes suddenly surged out.

"Damn it, what if I promised to be gentle?"

Seeing her reaction, Budhikawa exclaimed in his heart that he wanted to escape from the scene as soon as possible.

Although she was very scared, Xiaosui couldn't help but stammered: "This first pot is for hot fish soup for Mr. Shuizhu."

"Ha?" Mudaki Kawashi's subordinates paused.

It was this Tomooka Yoshioka again. Since the first time he saw that guy at the foot of the mountain, he felt that his dead face was very disliked.

When he came back just now, he ignored Kuang Jin's farewell and led Xian Yiro's younger brother to disappear without even saying hello!

The child named Jiuro, Mushikawa Miya has always been very interested, but he couldn't even see his face!

"Tell me, why do he drink fish soup, and the rest of us only have dumplings?"

Mudaki Kawami asked with his eyebrows raised, like a child treated unfairly by his parents, full of lemon smell.

"But... the fish soup was left yesterday, and the dumplings were only wrapped tonight..."

Xiaosui felt very aggrieved, but in front of Zu, he didn't dare to wipe his tears with his hands, so he could only explain, "Besides, the fish soup was made specifically for Mr. Mizumaki, sister Kanae."

Hearing this, Mudaki Kawami suddenly felt a string in his mind broken.

"Where is the fish soup?"

He looked into the kitchen and immediately saw a porcelain basin covered by a small chopping board, "Is this the case?"

Xiaosui nodded.

The next moment, Mudai Kawami directly took off the chopping board, picked up the porcelain basin, Guru Guru and drank the fish and soup, and swallowed the radish inside without even chewing it.

"It's delicious." With a praise, the small porcelain basin hit the kitchen counter with a clang, and turned around twice before stopping.

When Xiaosui reacted from the shock, Mudai Kawami was already carrying a basin of boiling water and missing his whereabouts.

A few seconds later, a whimpering cry came from the kitchen, and the grievances, bitterness, confusion, and confusion were not worthy of being told by outsiders.

At the same time, Yoshiyuki Tomooka, who was being carefully bandaged by Kyuro, stared at the ceiling with his eyes as usual.

"So hungry."

“Is the fish soup not hot yet?”

...

On the other side, Mudai Kawamiya didn't have any awareness of causing trouble to Xiaosui, but instead came outside Butterfly Kanae's Gate with inexplicable pride.

As he walked, the squeaking sounds of the wooden floors in the corridor formed, which also reminded the butterfly Kanae who had just returned to the room that someone had come.

"Is it Xiaoqing?"

The familiar and gentle voice sounded, "Aren't you asking you to take care of other people first? I'll just come here by myself..."

"It's me."

Mudaki Kawamiya suddenly said.

However, after about a second of silence, a soft cry suddenly sounded in the room.

"Ahhhh--"

It is particularly obvious in the quiet night.

Then there was the sound of collisions on wooden tables and the sound of falling tea sets.

Based on what he heard, Mukui Kawamiya immediately thought that the butterfly Kanae had fallen.

When dealing with Shinichiro's "corpse", butterfly Kanae's right leg was directly entangled and twisted by the flesh and blood vine. In addition, other wounds of all sizes, a pill was not enough to heal her.

Thinking of this, he was even more anxious and worried about Hua Feng's injury, and he had never had any experience with girls other than his family.

He actually opened the paper door of the room directly.

However, the first thing that caught my eye was a layer of golden transparent shoulder and neck under the light.

A ball of pink smoke rose from Mudan Kawashimi's stomach, and then continued to become rich, turning into a hot red on his face.

"Yes, sorry, I don't know..."

I don't know you're changing clothes.

For the first time in my life, Immortal River suddenly forgot how to speak.

Just as he stuttered, a thin layer of underwear immediately covered his exposed shoulders and neck, but he could still vaguely see the gradually reddened skin.

"that……"

Butterfly Kanae turned her face halfway and said with a hint of begging, "You can get the door first..."

"Oh! Oh! OK!"

Before Mudaki Kawashiya finished listening, he immediately acted and grabbed the paper door with a loud bang.

But maybe it was because he was too flustered, and his breathing was too rapid. The edge of the paper door actually gave it to the door frame as soon as it touched...

Breaking and breaking!

Praise la la—

The paper door that had lost its support was directly slapped at Mudaki Kawashimi. He was holding a basin in his hand, so he could only turn around and support it with his back to not fall down.

"It's over! It's over!"

"What am I doing!"

Various, even unexperienced chaotic emotions kept pouring into Mushi Kawashimiya's heart.
To be continued...