When Ichiro opened his eyes again, it was already the evening of the next day.

The red sunset reflected on the paper door outside the room, dyeing the whole room like a stove, which was very dazzling.

Coupled with the fact that the anesthetic effect of last night's surgery had not completely dissipated, Koichiro felt dizzy and forgot where it was for a while.

It wasn't until he took out a pack of antidote powder and swallowed it that Koichiro remembered his situation and subconsciously raised his left hand.

The off-white hand of the shinobi was carefully adjusted and installed by the Butterfly Sisters, and was attached to his elbow without any obstacles.

Although he didn't have any real feeling, his fingers could move flexibly according to his thoughts, and it was even easier to turn his wrist or something.

And the sisters should have fed him pills after the operation, and the wound healed completely without feeling pain.

[I thought they would be reluctant......]

Pills are ordinary to Genichiro, but precious to the Butterfly Sisters.

The wound from his surgery was not large. To be honest, if he was Butterfly Chane, he would have left the pills for the rest of the team.

But the other party still gave him a pill that could heal quickly, probably because he didn't want to see him wake up in unbearable pain.

[Sure enough, although I can't get used to that woman, I really can't hate it. 】

[And this hand, except that it has no sense of touch, seems to be no different from the original hand, and even more useful.] 】

As he thought this, Genichiro's left arm stretched forward, and the hook chain flew out more than three meters like a long snake that had been dormant for a long time, and then wrapped nimbly around the vase in the hospital room.

Then, the axle inside the hand began to rotate, and the hook and rope began to shrink rapidly.

Because the vase weighed far less than Ichiro, it was dragged by the hook and lock, and he grabbed it firmly with his forbearance.

[At critical moments, you can even use the hook and rope to grab the enemy's weapon.] 】

[But if the hook hits a heavier target than me, it should bring me over.] 】

Ichiro has long known the principle that wolves can fly on the wall, and now after experiencing it a little, it seems that he has got some interesting toys, and he is a little eager to try it for a while.

After all, no matter what age a man is, most of them have no resistance to toys.

Thinking of this, he opened the door of the ward in his hospital gown and walked straight out.

Located on the Takino River on the outskirts of Tokyo, the butterfly house is an alternate urban-rural area, with a low terrain and a warm winter climate, and even the water in the pond in the yard does not freeze.

After Genichiro went out, the first thing he saw was a little girl with a glazed gaze squatting on the edge of the pool, endlessly feeding the goldfish in the water.

Even when the fish in the pond turned their heads and stopped eating, she continued to move mechanically.

Her purple eyes, similar to those of the Butterfly Sisters, were a little blank, and she didn't know where she was looking.

After watching it for a long time, there was actually a kind of pity in my heart.

This made the self-proclaimed hard-hearted Ichiro a little flustered.

[It's just my delusion, or the fish in it have made her fat, and she always feels a lot bigger than ordinary goldfish.] 】

Ichiro silently left the corner without disturbing the other party.

After coming to the Butterfly House last night, he got to know several children who worked as nurses in the Butterfly House, and this child named Chanel was among them, and the most special.

According to Hua Zhu, the child was bought from traffickers earlier this year.

It's just that she can hardly communicate with people because she has been stimulated in the past, and the Butterfly Sisters don't even know her last name at present.

So, Hua Zhu could only use her own name (Chanahui) and gave her a sister name, called Chanelhu.

Obviously, it means to treat this picked up child as a family.

[It seems that even if the world is peaceful, there is no shortage of poor people. 】

[With the existence of aliens like butterfly Chanae, they can have a home. 】

He sighed in his heart, and for the first time felt fortunate because of the kindness of others.

If all the children who lost their homes could meet someone like Chanae during the war in Ashina, maybe he, the wolf, and even Yongzhen would have a different fate.

I just don't know if it's better or worse.

After getting out of Chanelhu's field of vision, Ichiro couldn't wait to launch the hook rope into the height, and his body flew out like a tossed ball, and then landed firmly on the courtyard wall.

[Is this what it feels like to fly?] 】

[Is it such an exciting thing to keep on the ground? 】

Taking advantage of the fact that the freshness had not yet passed, Genichiro used the hook lock of his hand to fly around the wall in the ward area, and in less than half a minute, he completed the walk that took three minutes to complete.

Immediately afterward, he left the ward where the Ghost Slayer Wounded had gathered, and flew to the roof of the residential area where they had received Flower Pillar yesterday.

Stringichiro smiled big at the fiery sunset, without a little stiffness in the past, and even the gloom that had accumulated over the years was slowly expelled by the sun.

He looked around under the roof, and when he saw that there was no one around, he even followed the example of Solar, raised his arms high, and made a gesture of "praise to the sun".

After playing for a while, he felt the childlike joy that he had not seen for a long time, which made him feel for the first time that there was nothing wrong with becoming a child.

However, he wasn't sure if he was laughing because he had met a group of people who were almost too pure to be guarded against, or because he had gained stronger support, or if he was just having fun.

Standing on the roof for a while, Genichiro's heart became more and more peaceful, and he turned on his vision.

Although it has the word "sight", it enhances all intuition, not just eyes.

But in a meter or two seconds, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind when a weapon was swinging.

He jumped forward from where the sound had come from, past the kitchen and pantry, and into the heart of the Butterfly House, where the two sisters lived.

And Butterfly Chane's younger sister, Butterfly Shinobi, seems to be practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, judging from the sound of her breathing, it should have been going on for a while.

[Did you practice swords in the afternoon?] It's really desperate......]

[When I was fifteen years old, I am afraid I was not as hard as her. 】

Ichiro sat silently on the eaves, watching her movements intently.

Butterfly will be 15 years old after the New Year, but now the height is only one meter and early four, and it is estimated that it will be ten centimeters more when it becomes an adult, and it is impossible to be taller.

To be honest, this is the standard height for Japanese girls on the outside.

But compared with the flower column, it seems to be more than a little bit worse.

Looking at her thin and small appearance, I am afraid that she weighs less than 30 kilograms.

But people's strength is determined by body shape. With a small skeleton and light weight, it is difficult to achieve satisfactory muscle mass.

In this way, Koichiro finally understood why Butterfly Chanae said on the train that she wanted her sister to concentrate on medical skills instead of continuing to kill demons.

It's hard to imagine how such a body could cut off the head of a ghost.

The butterfly shinobi in the courtyard, holding a small knife about the size of a wedge pill, is doing imaginary chopping training.

[Even the Japanese wheel knife is a special children's model.] 】

Ichiro thought silently.

(At this time, Butterfly Chanae is not dead, and she should not have enough motivation and ideas to develop her own breathing method and use a special Nikcha knife.) ）

Judging by the direction in which she swung her sword, her imaginary enemy should be much higher than hers.

However, due to the short blade of the knife and her short height, Butterfly Shinobu had to jump up in advance every time she slashed at the neck of the imaginary enemy.

But in this way, there is no support under the feet, the power cannot be transmitted, and the slashed knife loses strength in mid-air.

After all, she doesn't have the swordsmanship unique to the Palace of Origins.

But if she rotated in mid-air and borrowed strength, her physical exertion would be even greater, and she would have to rest for three or four seconds after only one or two swings, which was obviously impossible to use in actual combat.

So not only did Genichiro, who was watching from the rooftop, gradually frown, but even Butterfly Shinobu himself, his movements became more and more out of track.

In the end, she was very much like Ichiro who couldn't learn to cut a word in the first place, and she slashed at the air with a small knife, until she was exhausted, and then she knelt on the ground and gasped violently.

She had forgotten to maintain her breathing, and it was clear that her mood was extremely bad.

The anger in her eyes that was bred by her dissatisfaction with herself burned even more violently, making Genichiro feel a little frightened when he saw it.

It seems that the two sisters still have essential differences in personality.

However, as Genichiro's mood changed, when his body moved slightly, he made a faint sound.

Just now, the butterfly was practicing the sword, and the sound of the sword could only be heard in his ears; But now that she had stopped, the movement on the eaves immediately caught her attention.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Ichiro sitting on the eaves.

The two looked at each other awkwardly for a moment, and Butterfly Shinobu lowered her eyes and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with her cuffs, actually hiding the panic in her expression.

Damn, he saw the gaffe just now!

Especially when he thought that Immortal Chuan said yesterday that his swordsmanship was better than hers, Butterfly Shinobu was even more unhappy.

"Although I don't know which country you are the prince or the heir or something."

When she raised her head again, her brows were furrowed as always, and her tone was very impulsive as soon as she spoke: "But the first time you are a guest at someone else's house, you have to be a gentleman on the beam, which is not a good habit." ”

She, the gentleman on the beam, refers to the most superficial meaning.

"I'm sorry, I took the liberty of it."

Hearing this, Genichiro easily jumped off the roof.

Because he used the ninja posture he learned from the wolf's memory, he landed and stood up again without pause, which made the butterfly ninja's eyes stunned when he saw this scene.

In his heart, he believed what Immortal Chuan said about Ichiro helping to kill the ghost of the lower string.

However, when she thought of the other party's age, she felt a little more annoyed in her heart.

She wasn't annoyed that the other party was so powerful.

Still annoyed why I was so weak.

"Since you can go up to the house to remove the tiles," Butterfly Shinobu put the little knife back into the scabbard, pouted and asked with concern: "Where the operation has been done, there should be no problem, right?" ”

"The medical skills of the two of them are very powerful, and there is no foreign body at the interface."

Ichiro stretched out his hand and let his knuckles rise and fall like waves, "This hand is like my original arm, and it can be easily driven." ”

"Please let me take a closer look." Shinobu made a request.

"Please."

Unable to suppress her curiosity, Butterfly Shinobu stepped forward in two steps, raised Ichiro's hand to examine it carefully, and really didn't understand why a dead thing could be seamlessly connected to the body.

When she installed it yesterday, she saw it clearly, and the hand of the person was simply linked to the bone, without the slightest relationship between the muscle tissue and the nerve tissue.

But Ichiro can manipulate it freely, and she can only attribute this to things related to gods and ghosts.

Anyway, compared to her knowledgeable sister, she is more receptive to this kind of thing in the dark.

"You'll have to thank my sister a lot."

Butterfly reluctantly put down her hand of forbearance, looked at Ichiro, who was no taller than her, or even shorter, and suddenly pinched her waist with one hand, showing the momentum of a big sister.

"Because of the anesthetic, when you were still sleeping, my sister took that begging ...... Leaving with the immortal Minoru Kawa. So, I'll take care of you these days, you have to be obedient, otherwise the nurses in the butterfly house will be very troubled. “

Ichiro knew that the so-called nurse of the butterfly house, in addition to the idiot child named Chanel, there were three younger children, each of whom looked no more than 10 years old.

As expected, they should all be orphans whose families died tragically, but survived from the mouth of the ghost.

I don't know if it's an illusion or whatever, Genichiro always feels that the three little girls seem to look the same except for their hairstyles.

Thinking that the Ghost Slayer Team actually entrusted the seriously injured to such a child to take care of, Koichiro could also sense the lack of personnel in this organization.

"I'm almost as good as I am."

Knowing that there are still many injuries in the ward, Kuichiro doesn't want to share the hearts of those children anymore, "You don't need to worry about me, just take care of their patients with all your might." I'll be here, and when Miss Chanae and Immortal River come back to discuss something, we'll leave for home. ”

"Miss Chana?"

Listening to Genichiro's words, Butterfly Shinobu frowned even more, "Although you are very tall, I heard that you are only 9 years old this year, how can you call an adult like that?" ”

She looked like she wanted to discipline a child.

After all, those three little ones should all be her little followers, and it is not surprising that they have this kind of interest.

Ichiro showed his half-moon eyes, "Then what do you want me to call it?" I'm not from your ghost killing team, and I don't think she likes the title of Lord Huazhu either. ”

"Then call her Sister Chana."

Butterfly Shinobi's dark purple eyes rolled, "And me, you are not allowed to call me Miss Shinobi, you have to call me Sister Shinobi, you know?" ”

Ichiro showed the expression of an old man in the subway, and his disgust was overflowing.

"You don't want to?"

Butterfly Shinobu seems to be easily angry compared to Chana, and raises her eyebrows again before she can say two words.

"I don't want it."

Ichiro shook his head firmly.

[It's too shameful to call a little ghost sister or something.] 】

The butterfly was silent for a while, and her face became cloudy.

"You probably just saw me practice and made a mistake, so you underestimated me, right?"

[It seems that she is a little sensitive to this issue.] 】

Ichiro shook his head quite sincerely, "There is no such thing, with Miss Shinobi's age and physical condition, it is already very powerful to be able to cultivate swordsmanship to this point." ”

Where did he think that saying this at his age would only make Butterfly Shinobu even more unpleasant.

"At my age and physical condition?"

Butterfly Shinobi's head floated, "You still say you didn't underestimate me?" ”

With that, she walked over to the wall and picked up two wooden swords.

"Since you have taken the pill, your body has almost recovered!"

She solemnly handed one of the wooden swords to Genichiro, "In that case, then let me see why you can help that white-haired monster kill a lower string!" ”