"As a result of my cultivation, my hands have permanently turned dark blue, but I have also learned the skills of the Spider Dispatch because of this!"

Mahiro crossed her hands, just revealing the dark dark blue that covered the surface of her skin, and she gritted her teeth and said, all this is to kill the Devil's Eye Crazy Knife and avenge her sister!

"It's just you who took it all...... Absolute...... Absolutely can't forgive you! ”

She lowered her head as she spoke, looking at her miserable and ugly hands, her voice trembled slightly, she paid the youth and beauty that women are most proud of.

Once upon a time, she was also a beautiful maiden who lived a carefree and uncontested life...... However, all of this was ruined by the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife that suddenly broke into her life!

When Mahiro raised her head to look at the Devil's Eye Knife again, her pity for herself had turned into a bitter hatred for the Devil's Eye Knife.

As Mahiro's hands slammed forward, countless spider silks suddenly pulled out from behind her, and these spider silks flew towards the Demon Eye Blade in a horn-enveloping trend.

Seeing this, the Devil's Eye Blade froze at this, and he turned slightly sideways, and in the split second before the arrival of these spider silks, he swung his knife to cut off their path.

However, these tenacious spider silks did not show signs of decline, but spread out in all directions, constantly shuttling back and forth in mid-air, as if consciously looking for a suitable moment to attack.

"Say! Crazy Swordsman! Why? ”

While the Demon Eye Knife and Spider Silk were whirling, Mahiro suddenly jumped up from the spot and jumped into the air, and she asked sharply as she brandished the dagger approaching the madness.

Hearing these questions, the Devil-Eyed Knife just lowered his head, he didn't say anything, and stood there with the long knife in one hand, except for always being vigilant about the spider silk thread that would suddenly appear at some point, and he didn't move.

"Why did you kill my gentle and kind sister?"

Mahiro roared, and she jumped from mid-air to the Devil's Eye Blade below, the dagger in her hand flashing brightly, and the tip of the blade pointed straight at the Devil's Eye Blade's chest.

In the final roar, Mahiro did not hesitate to stab the dagger in his hand towards the Devil's Eye Blade, but to her surprise, the Devil's Eye Blade, which could have been easily dodged, did not dodge.

Drops of blood dripped from the dagger, and the ghost-eyed mad knife didn't even dodge, and directly grasped the knife full of hatred with his hand.

"Crazy!" Yuya Shiina next to her stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, and she exclaimed loudly, this ...... What's going on? Crazy he didn't even dodge?

Even Mahiro was taken aback, in her opinion, her blow was just the beginning, and she didn't expect to be able to make Devil Eye go crazy with just one dagger.

Blood slowly flowed down his palm, but the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife didn't seem to hear it, he just looked at Zhenxun who waved the knife at him in front of him with a calm face, and only spoke after a long time.

"If that's what you think, that's fine, but...... What is the truth, the one who decides is you! ”

……

The time goes back four years.

It was a rainy day, and it was pouring rain outside the window, but suddenly a guest came to visit the house, which was a very new thing for the almost isolated Mahiro.

“…… Are you looking for my big brother? ”

Zhenxun looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, dressed in a black rainproof cloak, and with a bamboo hat on his head to keep out the rain, he looked very young, and even his face was still very handsome.

"Hmm." The black-haired young man who took off the bamboo hat and put it in his hand just hummed softly, as if he was the type who was not good at talking.

"It's unfortunate that the eldest brother has traveled and won't know when he will come back......," Mahiro replied apologetically, perhaps because she rarely refused, and even if it wasn't out of intention, her face was still a little hot. Fun read

"That's right."

The young man still looked calm, and didn't seem to feel anything wrong with being rejected, he stood in the doorway, holding a bamboo hat in his hand, and his wet hair was still dripping down.

As soon as the words fell, he turned around and was about to leave, but Zhenxun, who couldn't bear it, suddenly took two steps forward and stopped him.

"Hug ...... I'm sorry...... Master Samurai, my eldest brother Muramasa is a man with a strange temper, and even if you wait here, he may not be able to forge a sword for you! ”

Zhenxun kindly reminded that although her eldest brother Muramasa is known for his superb skills, he rarely builds swords for others, which is also an indisputable fact!

The black-haired young man didn't react when he heard this, he tilted his head to show that he had heard, but he still walked into the rain on his own, and his tall figure gradually faded away.

Three days later.

This time the rain was unusually long, although it was not as heavy as before, but it was really panicked that it kept dripping.

"What's wrong? True search ......"

Sister Makomi found that her sister was standing at the window from time to time these days, as if she was looking out at something, and she asked with some curiosity.

"It's been raining for three days in a row, it's really stuffy, and it's ...... That man didn't listen to me and went back......"

Mahiro was still standing at the window, and she replied without looking back, her eyes looking at a large locust tree in front of her, and under the tree, the young man with black hair was sheltering from the rain.

"Here's for you!"

On the fifth day, when the rain finally stopped, the Ghost Seeker came to the young man by surprise, and she stretched out her hands and handed them forward, holding a bento wrapped in a beautiful cloth towel, and said generously.

"You haven't eaten in five days, haven't you? It's not too good for your body, so please eat a little! ”

Mahiro opened a pair of beautiful big eyes of hope, looked at the young man leaning against the trunk of the tree, and said sincerely, if you don't eat for a long time, your body will definitely not be able to bear it!

“…… You don't have to worry about me! ”

However, the black-haired young man didn't seem to appreciate it, he just opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Mahiro, and replied lukewarmly.

"Then I'll leave things here!"

Mahiro knew that the young man was of this nature, and she didn't think much of his tone, so she carefully placed the bento on the ground not far from him, and after saying a word, she ran away with a cheerful pace.

"Hehehe...... What a search......"

When she returned to the house, she found that her sister Makoto was already smiling from ear to ear, her face instantly turned red, and she became shy, but she said stiffly: "What...... What's the matter? ”

"I didn't ...... It's nothing! ”

Sister Makoku is an empathetic girl, she naturally knows that Mahiro is young and thin-skinned, and if she tears off that fig leaf, she will definitely not give up, so she just covered her mouth and replied with a chuckle.

It was getting dark quickly, and when Mahiro walked out the door, he suddenly found a neatly folded cloth towel on the lid of the bucket next to the room.

She picked up the cloth towel with a look of surprise, rubbing the already empty cloth towel with both hands, and the expression on her face instantly smiled.