"Inoue, you said, if the country's bubble economy hadn't collapsed back then, and I hadn't been burdened with so many foreign debts, wouldn't our grandson be about the same age as this kid now?" Takashi Tanaka smashed his mouth, savored the delicious taste of sukiyaki, and said with some emotion.

"If it were my own grandson, it would be so big." Inoue Hangsheng was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "But Tanaka, aren't you a bachelor, you have never been in love in your life, where did you come from?" ”

"You man! I'll give you an analogy! If I hadn't become like this, I would definitely have been able to marry a wife, and of course I would have grandchildren! Do you think that I will not even be able to marry a wife for so many years in the future? Takashi Tanaka's face flushed.

Then he coughed dryly, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and walked towards the crowd.

Although he didn't really want to admit it, this sukiyaki was indeed the most delicious dinner he had so far in his memory, and after hesitating for a while, he stopped when he passed by Nishino Renne, and said without being too close but not coldly: "Nishino-kun...... Right? ”

"Ah, yes, old man." Nishino Lianyin was throwing baby cabbage into the pot, and when he heard such a faint sentence like a ghost behind him, he was shocked and hurriedly replied.

"You're doing a great job with this sukiyaki." Takashi Tanaka squeezed a stiff smile out of his old face.

He didn't give this young man a good look just now, and now he was a little ashamed - I don't know why, the hot pot just now seemed to eliminate all the haze in his heart, and even the emotions of resistance and resistance to outsiders disappeared together, if you want to ask him what he thinks now, that is, regret, very regretful.

However, in the face of a junior, he couldn't pull his face to apologize, so he could only use this way to show kindness.

"Oh, thank you, you're so kind." Nishino Renyin smiled, he actually didn't notice this old man at all just now, and he didn't know what the old man was regretting in his heart, he just thought it was an ordinary compliment, and he didn't take it to heart.

Then he looked around, and found that Zhongzhong was sitting in the corner with a small bowl full of vegetables and eating deliciously, with a satisfied look on his little face, Inoue Hangsheng was sitting at a table not far away, holding a bowl in his hand and drinking the hot pot soup base, and there was still a wine bottle on the table that he had left a third of not drinking, and on the edge of the pot were the old tramps who sat in a circle, unceremoniously competing with each other for the ingredients in the pot, and finally the elderly group singers also held sticks as microphones and sang songs, At the same time, the others were also very cooperative to beat several elderly singers, and the atmosphere was excellent.

Naturally, there were very few means of entertainment in the camp for the homeless, except for bragging and reading some picked magazines and newspapers, and the rest was singing. Nishino Renne sat next to him for a while, feeling that the atmosphere at the moment was similar to that of KTV, but the songs here were not the same as the current KTV pop songs, as soon as the old men opened their mouths, the full Showa wind came to their faces, except for a few songs by Miyuki Nakajima and Koji Tamaki, plus a song in the Sakura War, he could barely distinguish the Imperial Chinese Strike Regiment, he had never heard a single song of the others.

After another quarter of an hour or so, Nishino Renyin was ready to say goodbye and leave—the group of old men were in high spirits, and they probably couldn't end the song party for a while, and he couldn't stay forever. And Zhongzhong on the side immediately trotted over and said, "I'll send you." ”

"Okay." Nishino Lianyin nodded, and the two quietly left from the corner, without disturbing the Yaxing of many old people.

Sending Nishino Renyin to the door of the riverside park, Nakachu waved at him, couldn't help but bow seriously, and said, "Thank you so much today." ”

It has been a long time since he has seen the grandfathers in the camp in such a good mood, the atmosphere in the camp in the past was relatively quiet, and occasionally they would talk about what they had seen and heard during the day, where it was like today, a dozen or so people ate meat and drank soup around the cauldron, and after eating, they were still in the mood to sing a song, it was like a party.

Sensing that Xiao Fu's favorability was improving, Nishino Lianyin was in a happy mood, although he didn't make this hot pot for the sake of favorability, but it was also a good thing to be able to gain favorability.

Then he smiled and said goodbye and left, and said that he would come to him in two days - this little Fu Fu's swordsmanship is very good, holding a bamboo sword can chase a group of adults and slash, so that Nishino Lianyin also has a certain interest in this, and plans to come and watch it when he has time to see if he can learn something. But his interest was no different from the three-minute heat, and he didn't think he could stick to it.

Anyway, most of them can be shared, so why bother to learn from scratch.

Seeing Nishino's figure disappear at the end of the dark path, Inoue Nakaka was about to return to the homeless camp with a bamboo sword - this bamboo sword was picked up by him, but it was also one of his most precious things, and he usually kept the sword with him on weekdays. His lifelong dream is to become a great swordsman who can slay demons and eliminate demons, like the previous generations of sword masters who had him hundreds of years ago.

However, after turning his head and taking two steps, his face suddenly changed, and he sensed a rush of murderous intent. In the next second, a somewhat illusory black ghost hand appeared in front of him, grabbed his neck with lightning speed, and lifted him up.

The neck was choked, and Zhongzhong began to struggle hard, although he would not suffocate to death as Fu Fushen, but the pain was real. But this ghost hand appeared out of thin air, to the wrist is a section, no matter how he wields the bamboo sword, there is no way to hit the owner of the ghost hand, and at the same time, the ghost hand itself seems to have no entity, and it will pass directly through when hit with a bamboo sword, he is desperately struggling, but it has no effect at all.

"Who are you?" The neck was choked and held for a long time, Zhongzhong could only ask this sentence with great difficulty. And the owner of the ghost hand seemed to have heard something funny, and immediately let out a string of crisp laughter like silver bells. The laughter echoed over the riverside park, making it impossible to tell which direction it was coming from, and only judging from the timbre that the other party seemed to be a little girl.

"Who am I, can't you even guess?" The voice asked playfully.

"Ibaraki Boy?" Nakaka's face turned pale, before being taken in by Inoue Hangsheng, he and Ibaraki Boy had had many contacts, and every time the end was very bleak, and he could only desperately escape to get a glimmer of life - of course, there was also an ingredient in the Ibaraki Boy's release of water, she liked to enjoy the feeling of playing with her prey, and she would not have killed him, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.

"Little Pojian, I said where have you been hiding in the past two years, so I haven't been able to find it, it turns out that you are nesting in this kind of ghost place, no wonder." The voice of the Ibaraki boy echoed in the park, and he asked mockingly, "Don't you feel ashamed that you want to hide in such a place as a beggar, even though you are a famous ghost?" ”

"There's nothing to be ashamed of." Although he was still choked by his neck and feet off the ground, Nakachu's tone quickly calmed down, as if he had replied after serious thought.

"Laughing at me, staying with a group of homeless people, you don't feel ashamed?" The little girl's voice became more and more contemptuous, "Sure enough, without the master, you will be of no use at all." ”

Then, without waiting for Zhongzhong to continue speaking, she suddenly said meaningfully: "It stands to reason that your meaningless broken copper and iron should be directly broken into two by me, but recently, I have been in the world for a long time, and I am interested in fighting and killing something, so Xiao Pojian, I will give you a choice now." ”

"What choice?" Zhongzhong said vigilantly, "I won't choose, you give up." ”

Judging from his perception of the Ibaraki boy, this choice given by the other party is definitely not a good thing, most likely to tease him, just like a cat will play with it and then kill it after catching a mouse. He is also a famous sword ghost, even if he dies, he will definitely not accept the humiliation of demons and monsters.

"Don't worry." The Ibaraki boy muttered dissatisfiedly, his tone suddenly became as sweet as smeared with two taels of honey, and he said in a crisp voice full of temptation, "Of these two options, one is that you are killed by me, but I believe you will definitely not choose this option, right?" ”

"......" Zhongzhong was silent, and at the same time he made a lot of effort in his hand, trying to break the ghost claw, but unfortunately his strength was not enough, although the palm of his hand could touch the ghost claw instead of the bamboo sword to penetrate the past, but he couldn't break it at all, and could only be pinched by the other party like holding the hilt of the sword.

"But the other option is very good, you directly recognize me as the master, let me be your new sword master, for my use, so that you can survive, and with a strong master like me, it doesn't matter if you walk sideways all over Japan, isn't it cost-effective to think about it?" The Ibaraki boy said with a smile, and the viciousness in his voice was completely gone, as if he had used all the strength to eat milk to sell cuteness, and it even sounded a little milky.

This selling skill is the experience she has absorbed after carefully studying human TV idols in recent years.,The effect is very good.,Every time she breaks the leg of the hooligans, she's like this to the police Shu Huang to sell cute.,The confusing effect is a first-class stick.。 In addition, if it weren't for her bohemian personality and love freedom, she didn't like to be restrained, she even had the idea of becoming an idol trainee - mainly because she thought it was a fun thing to gain fans.

And her most admired sister Jiu Swallow Boy is the first idol of the ghost town of Dajiangshan - in her ghost logic, "the ghost king of Dajiangshan " is equal to "ruling ten thousand ghosts" is equal to "having tens of thousands of fans" is equal to "popular idol". Therefore, since her sister is an idol sought after by tens of thousands of ghost clans, she herself should also aim for this.

However, although she sold her cuteness very hard, Zhongzhong was unmoved, but replied seriously: "I refuse, rather than being used by you and endangering the world, I might as well choose to die." And you and I already have a grudge, so you can kill me. ”

After saying that, he closed his eyes and looked like he was waiting to die.

"Huh? You choose to die, don't you want to give you a chance to live? Ibaraki's voice was full of disbelief, she couldn't understand what the broken sword was saying—would she rather die for the sake of ethereal peace on earth? This little broken sword has been mixed with humans for a long time, is it not normal in the head? Wouldn't you be degraded if you mingled with humans?

At the same time, the other party's decisive reply made her a little unsure of what to do, the person who cut off her arm back then was Watanabe Tsunade, but Watanabe Tsunade has been dead for so long, she can't take revenge, so she can only vent her hatred on the sword of Oni Kiri, which can be regarded as bullying this little broken sword for many years. But even so, she really didn't hate this little broken sword to the point of killing him, but more intimidating.

As a result, Inoue Nakazhong's response made her a little difficult to ride a tiger - the other party looked like she was begging for death, if she didn't kill him, her ghost king's face was a little unbearable, but if she really wanted to kill him, it didn't feel like it was to that point, as an eternally ten-year-old beautiful girl, she has rarely stained her life on her hands in recent years, and she usually breaks her legs very mercifully.

"You can do it." Nakachu said with his eyes closed.

"You, you, you...... Hum! Why are you in such a hurry to die! The voice of the Ibaraki boy became cold, and he said angrily, "I'll give you three more days to think about it!" If you still have this answer after three days, I'll kill you! ”

With that, her voice dissipated, along with the ghost hand. Nakachu sat down on the ground and quickly got up, looking around to find the traces of the Ibaraki Boy, but the park was quiet, as if nothing had happened before.