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Duanmu's disciple walked behind Duanmu, looking at Duanmu's back, I don't know why, he always had a feeling that he didn't know what to say.

Seems to be his own master... Suddenly much older?

"Master..."Yu said worriedly.

"Huh?" Duanmu looked back at his disciple, and at this time, he looked relaxed.

"Are you alright? Didn't you just be at Sato's house... What's going on?"

Duanmu looked at his disciple with a little surprise in his eyes, but he didn't expect that the disciple he accepted casually had such an accurate intuition.

"Something happened, but it's just a good thing. Duanmu thought about it and said something that made Yu a little confused.

"I was finally able to let go of the burden that weighed me down, and I entrusted everything to him. ”

Although Yu didn't understand, he is not the kind of person who likes to get to the bottom of it, in his opinion, the master is fine, and the rest is not a big deal.

Five days later, Duanmu, the master blacksmith of Daimyo Castle, died at the age of forty-eight due to old injuries.

According to his personal disciple You, the blacksmith Duanmu died in a peaceful sleep with a peaceful expression.

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Daimyo City, Duanmu funeral, mourning hall.

The funeral represents the Sato family and attends Duanmu's funeral.

After Duanmu told him what happened back then, and after learning of his decision and showing that relieved expression, he already had a vague feeling that Duanmu might not last long.

It's just that I didn't expect this day to come so suddenly and so quickly.

Looking at You, who was crying silently, Fu Zhu patted his shoulder, which was shaking because of crying, and said lightly, "Festival mourning is smooth".

The people of Daimyo Castle looked at the silent mourner, thought about it again and again, and finally dispelled the idea of letting the mourner recite the eulogy.

Looking at Duanmu lying in the coffin, Fu Zhu didn't say a word, his expression was indifferent.

It was the second time he had attended the funeral of someone he knew since he could remember.

He didn't know how to comfort others or what to say on such occasions.

He is not familiar with Duanmu at all, although Duanmu is the younger brother of his father Sato Shizhen, but in the past ten years, Duanmu has not had any friendship with him.

Even their first meeting was five days ago.

But I don't know why, the heart of the mourning is so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he feels breathless, so uncomfortable that he doesn't want to speak.

So he was silent all the way, from Konoha to Daimyo Castle, and then from Daimyo Castle back to Konoha, and remained silent.

After returning to Sato's house, Musuke didn't do anything.

Don't read books, don't forge, don't instruct subordinates in alchemy.

He just sat on the walkway of the courtyard, leaning against the pillar, looking at the sky in a silent daze.

On weekdays, looking at the mourning who is busy and running around, the people of the Sato family will feel a little distressed.

I feel sorry for this child who is only ten years old and begins to think about problems that do not belong to his age.

I feel sorry for this child who has never let himself be idle in order to revive the family.

In the past, they always wanted the mourning to slow down and not be too tired, but the mourning just smiled and still went their own way.

But now, instead, they want the bereavement to continue to be as busy as ever.

It's also better to be busy than it is now.

"Didn't you say that Master didn't know Duanmu before, how could he be hit so hard?"

It's not just her who is puzzled, but also the rest of the Sato family, and everyone is very puzzled by the current state of mourning.

They don't understand why bereavement could be like this because of someone they had only met once and didn't have a good relationship.

The bereavement became like this only because it was uncomfortable in the heart.

The man who had shared with him what had happened twelve years ago left everything to him, and then walked away with ease.

In this world, there is only one person who knows about this.

And he is not as lucky as Duanmu, he can find an object to talk to, he can only carry it by himself.

Facing Celsus who will appear at some point, facing a series of unsolved mysteries, facing what may appear, more... Unknown.

Some of him was scared, some wanted to back down, some wanted to throw off his burden, be a rich man in peace, no longer use alchemy, and no longer investigate these things.

But he was a little unwilling, unwilling to end it all like this.

It was as if two villains were arguing in my head.

The villain on the left said, now you don't lack anything, the Sato family is also slowly developing, and there are people you like, why do you have to wade into this troubled water? You only have one person, and you only have one life, and if you lose it, you will be gone.

The villain on the right said, it's rare to have a clue, a chance to find out the truth about the death of your parents, a chance to find out the truth about the extermination of your family, and you are willing to give up like this? Think about your dead parents, think about your dead people, and think about it again... Inform you of everything and entrust it to your Duanmu.

The two villains quarreled non-stop, and neither could convince anyone.

Just as he was thinking about things like this and was in a daze, he felt as if he was being hugged by someone.

A hint of sweetness reached his nostrils, and the red hair that hung down on his body.

"I've only been walking for a while, why did I become depressed like this?" said a woman in a gentle voice behind her, "This is not the Sato Fusuke I know." ”

"It's not the Sato Fusuke I like. ”

The originally dull face suddenly became a little angry.

"You're back, Kushina. ”

"Well, I'm back. Kushina playfully said, "I'm back with our little pet." ”

Fu Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"Now you're already a human pillar?"

"Well, Grandma Mito passed away the day before yesterday. Kushina hugged Musuke hard, "Now I'm also a monster." ”

"What a monster, I said it, you just have a pet. Fu Zhu said helplessly: "On my side, there will be a real monster." ”

"It's nonsense. Kushina grinned and looked at Mussuke, but she found that Musuke's expression was serious, not like a joke.

"That's a real monster. Fusuke's tone was a little bitter, "Kushina, can you stay away from me in the future?"

"Why?"

"Because it's dangerous... Ahhhh

"Don't find such a reason to dump me. Kushina smiled smugly, "I don't care if it's a monster or not." ”

"You Sato Musuke is already my person, and I will dump you if you want to dump you. ”

"Then you dump me. ”

"Do you want me to dump you? Okay, wait until I'm dead. Kushina snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Don't talk about monsters, even if it's a god, don't want me to let go. ”