"Repair... Repair? ”

The girl gently touched her forehead.

I don't have a fever.

"Can you hear me?" She poked Xiu in the face. Well... It's so soft.

She saw the boy open his eyes suddenly. This sudden movement scared her. Because the action just now was a bit rude.

Will he blame himself? The girl thought to herself.

But then, she didn't have the heart to think about it.

Because she saw that the boy's usual beautiful crystal-like eyes became gloomy. A wave of grief and pain as great as a tide almost overwhelmed her in an instant.

The moment she saw his eyes again, she didn't know why, and she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable grief in her heart.

Grief for the pain of others.

She subconsciously wiped the corner of her eye, and for some reason, she wiped out a teardrop.

Why... I'm going to feel sad. She was a little confused.

The boy leaned here, on the steps of the shrine, with a broom in his arms. The warm sun shone on his body, as if to dispel a trace of spring cold.

But... Why does it seem that he is so lonely?

The girl bent over, pushed and looked at him sideways.

The color of crimson filled Xiu's vision, and his delicate face occupied his right eye. The crimson girl was at his side, her water-blue pupils full of worry.

It seemed that he felt the blurred color, and the great emotion in his eyes dissipated little by little. Or, maybe it's the deepest part of the eye again.

He seemed to have just woken up, like a puppy that had been woken up and slept.

Oh yes, now... I'm going to help clean the shrine.。 Only then did Xiu realize what he was doing now.

"I, am I asleep?" He rubbed his sour eyes.

"Hmm," Sakura seemed to be still affected by the inexplicable emotion just now, "You're asleep." ”

"I'm sorry," he said, bowing his head.

"Even if the housework is boring, take it seriously." She said, "Did you lose sleep last night?" You look tired."

Last night...

He subconsciously clenched the broom in his hand. It seems to realize something and slowly releases it.

"Last night... I had nightmares. He smiled reluctantly.

"Nightmare! Is it a wicked person? Sakura seemed a little nervous, "This is a shrine, I can get rid of evil spirits!" ”

"Ah, no need." He shook his head. He knew very well that the 'nightmare' was something that could be removed. "I didn't dream of any terrible ghosts, I didn't provoke the devil. Possible... It's just a little tired. ”

"Is that so?" the look of worry in his eyes did not dissipate. Sakura said with some concern, "Take a break." If I don't come, you have to take good care of your body. ”

"No, no." Xiu struggled to stand up and smiled, "I took the initiative to come, if it wasn't completed, it would be too unreasonable." He didn't say anything more, silently sweeping the small square in front of the shrine with a broom.

Sakura looked at his back worriedly, almost wanting to say something, but in the end she couldn't.

"Sakura! The medicine is ready to be fried! Get ready for Rin! Not far away, the voice of the Lord came from the main house.

"Yes!" Sakura responded. glanced at Xiu worriedly, but left to prepare the medicine.

With a long sigh, he bothered himself and swept the floor.

Last night, after he killed two incoming ninjas in a row, there was no third attacker.

I don't know if it's because there is no one else, or because the other party notices that Xiu's left hand, which is hidden under the cloak, has been holding the second loaded handcuff with ammunition.

These are all speculations, and although Xiu is very uneasy, there is another matter that he needs to deal with at the moment.

Two corpses, and a large patch of blood stained from the room.

He stared blankly at the corpse, his hands and feet trembling coldly. Blood dripped from his body and ran between his toes.

The strong smell of blood hit him like a tsunami. The dead man's pale pupils, his fingers turning gray, and the hideous valgus wounds...

He covered his mouth and fell to his knees.

He couldn't hide anything anymore, he just wanted to vomit the contents of his stomach properly.

The choking stomach acid had even rushed down his throat, but...

He can't, he can't do this.

He was no longer in a training camp in the Black Forest, he was now alone, in a foreign land far away and I don't know how far away. Already... Don't give him weakness.

He stood up, glanced coldly at the roof, and spat out the acid water from his mouth. He didn't know if there was anyone on the roof, but he just had to cover up what had just happened and pretend that he was acting...

At the very least, I don't feel like I'm going to be... Incompetent.

But... What to do with the corpse, he really didn't know.

"Behind you, on that wooden hanger, there's my armor. Inside, on the left chest, there is a hidden pocket. The old man suddenly said, "It's not hard to find, it's just inside." You go flip it. ”

Xiu stood there as if he hadn't heard him.

"Go! If you don't want to watch the corpses stink or let the smell of blood draw the people of the shrine in, do as I say! He shouted in a low voice, as if commanded.

Xiu's body shook slightly, as if he had been awakened from his sleep.

He staggered to the hanger, as if sleepwalking.

He fumbled around, found the dark pocket, and found a pitch-black bamboo whistle. It was as if it had been blackened by fire, but there was a drop of bright red marks like blood on the whistle.

"That's how we deal with it. I think it should help you. The old man said, "Carry the body outside the house, preferably on the back hill." Blow it up! You don't have to worry about the rest. ”

He stared blankly at the whistle.

The lost soul clenched him tightly.

"It's ironic, such a skill, such a neat technique, you killed two Iga Shinobu in a row without changing your face, but when they died, you acted like a child who had made a mistake..."He suddenly paused, stopping his dissatisfaction.

Child...

The old man's heart silently recalled this word, looking at the ... Probably just to his chest of the child.

He probably, really hadn't experienced any of this.

The old man closed his eyes.

"Remember, after the blow, go farther away. The farther away the better. You don't want to see that. ”

Xiu didn't respond a word.

But there was one sentence that made him have to act.

You can't be seen by the people at the shrine.

He grabbed the corpse... But subconsciously let go. After doing this several times, he grabbed their black clothes and fled the house as if he were running away.

He who escapes is like a lost dog.

The blood seemed to have drained the house, so much so that when he reached the back mountain, the corpse was no longer dripping.

He placed the corpses on the ground and looked under their masks, faintly visible, bulging eyes...

Eventually, he silently removed his mask and tried to close their eyes.

He took out the pitch-black bamboo whistle and blew it down vigorously.

A sharp, but not loud whistle sounded from the whistle.

He stared blankly at the whistle in his hand, not knowing what to do next. Because the old man said that after the blowing, there was no need to pay attention to anything.

He didn't have to wait long when a noise came from above him.

He looked up and saw a crow flapping its wings and falling to the ground.

It jumped for a moment, glanced at Xiu, and seemed to confirm something.

Then he tore a large piece of flesh on the corpse without hesitation.

Xiu's face changed immediately.

He turned around. The dense crows did not know when they had already stood all over the ground. They stared straight at him, as if they were examining something.

The sound of tearing continued to sound behind him. The sound is getting louder and louder.

Finally, he felt that something in his body was also torn apart.

He chuckled softly.

Hula!

The crows were boiling.

They didn't make noise, they didn't howl, they just fluttered their wings and pounced on the corpses with earth-shattering sounds.

He finally realized why the old man wanted him to go farther.

It was hell.

His laughter grew louder and louder, until at last it turned into a cry.

He held his head and wept like a wail.

(End of chapter)