Although time has lost its meaning in the Yumi bracelet, when a person is accustomed to marking his life with a time scale, even if he loses his reference, he will try his best to replace it.

This is exactly what Onimai Tsuji no Miserable chooses.

Count silently in your heart, conserve your physical strength and think about your life at the same time. Far away from the death he feared the most, in exchange for a shell that could not walk in the sun.

What's more, he has been reduced to the point where he is now a prisoner.

"Tell me your name." The demonic vertical pupils and the dark eyes of Yahara looked at each other, and Onimai Tsuji said a word lightly.

This made Yehara a little surprised, when did the boss talk so well? As soon as his heart turned, he immediately told him:

"Yahara."

Hearing a short sentence, the other Jade Pot, Zhu Shamaru and Xiang Kai, who were in silence, silently wrote down the name in their hearts.

Slowly standing up, Onimai Tsuji shook his somewhat stiff neck, loosened his bones, and said gloomily, "Then Mr. Yohara, why did you choose to imprison me here?" ”

"Guess?" Showing that the oil and salt do not enter, Yahara replied with a smile.

Since changing his physique as a human being, his mind seems to have changed, and the passage of time has lost its effect on him, so he just needs to wait slowly.

The blue tendons on his forehead rioted, and Ghost Dance Tsuji couldn't hide his irritability in his heart, and more than a dozen extremely sharp bone whips exploded on his body, and the jade pot that he accidentally rubbed opened his skin and flesh in an instant, but he could only endure it and recover slowly.

In the absence of human replenishment, every time you are injured, you have to consume physical qi and blood.

Leaving Oni Dance Tsuji to make a fuss, Yahara turned to look at the Zero Yuzi in the living room staring blankly at the ceiling, holding a stack of cards from "Demon Slayer Blade" of the Twelve Ghost Moons, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Still have to find a way to get some food for Boss Crumb and his employees, in case they starve to death, it's not fun.

"How's that, do you feel like yourself?" Yahara set his eyes on the stack of cards that he had left for his collection, and took them out in advance to prevent confusion.

"It's quite similar, and I remember wearing this outfit." Pointing to the card labeled "Lower String Shop - Zero", it is a red and black kimono with a delicate pattern.

Especially when worn on the Lingyuzi with white hair, it has a unique flavor.

Yehara took the card, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time before returning it to her, and said with a smile: "Then this one will be left to you." ”

Lingyuzi touched his head suspiciously, at a loss, and then responded happily: "Hmm! ”

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After time slipped away quietly, Yehara sent the rest of his son to sleep in his original room, and he ran to remove the balcony security net and turned over to the rooftop.

The evening breeze of summer is always cool, as if to soothe the pain of the sun during the day.

After obtaining the Ghost King Physique, Yahara could clearly feel that his need for sleep had decreased. From eight hours at the beginning to six hours, gradually to four hours.

If it weren't for the pleasure of sleeping, he still insisted on sleeping two hours a day, and I am afraid that he could have done it without sleeping.

Not afraid of the sun, nor fond of human flesh, everything perfectly avoids the disadvantages of Onimai Tsuji.

"By the way, I'm still waiting to get this crumb boss something to eat." Yahara's gaze scanned the Zazaza bungalow shrouded in darkness, and occasionally a few barking dogs came from the unknown courtyard, breaking the silence of the night.

Subconsciously, he wanted to open the Distorted Demon Eye to observe the movement of the distant street through the wall, only to realize that he had lost that ability.

It's all about to become an occupational disease...... Idle and idle, Yahara jumped off the third-floor bungalow, ready to go to the yo-yo bend to think about the streets of the past, otherwise there would always be a feeling of discomfort in the throat.

Without a flashlight, Yahara walked straight into the darkness, using the faint light of the windows of the other rooms to turn left and right around the narrow alleys.

The distinctive feature of the old town is that it is crowded, and within a few minutes of the night, I walked out of the housing area and came to the street of Uncle Zhang's shop.

Under the pale yellow street lights, many men and women crowded in front of the small table to drink and grill skewers, and from time to time burst into laughter.

The small shop of "Zhangjia Noodle Restaurant" is quite quiet, only two or three people are quietly swiping their mobile phones and eating supper.

"Yahara? I haven't seen you kid for a few days, what are you doing? Zhang Zong leaned his back against a wall plastered with menus, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and frowned at the young man who suddenly appeared.

Listening to this concern, Yehara couldn't refute him directly, so he had to smile: "I went to another world to fight monsters." ”

"you, don't give me!" Zhang Zong took out a bottle of soda from the refrigerator and threw it to him, bared his teeth and scolded with a smile: "You are still fighting monsters? Don't wait to be eaten in one bite! ”

The two diners next to him listened to the conversation between the two, and the action of eating happily couldn't help but pause, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"By the way, how did you know I wasn't there?" Priing open the cap with his thumb, Yahara raised his head and took a sip and asked curiously.

"That kid from Defa wanted to look for you, but he knocked on the door for a long time and couldn't move, and when I asked the landlord, I found that your water and electricity meters had not been turned for two days."

Zhang Defa, meaning morality first and then wealth, Uncle Zhang's only son is two years younger than himself, a young man in the second year of junior high school.

I remember that it was an ordinary weekend in the first year of high school in Yahara, and he was asked by Uncle Zhang to watch him do his homework while eating alone, but what he didn't expect was that the two of them read comics in that small rental house for an afternoon

Since then, the two have met by accident, and they have brought in a fan to the comic industry.

"Oh yes." Pretending to drink soda calmly, Yahara felt a sudden in his heart, he actually forgot that this kind of old-fashioned rental house can casually look at the electricity meter and water meter.

"Rebirth: The Great Age of Waves"

Why don't you give the landlord his own blood to control him through the control of Onimai Tsuji, so as to deal with inquiries from outsiders?

Subconsciously, this thought suddenly popped up and startled him.

"Actually... Recently, I signed up for a computer operation course online and went out to take classes. "Racking his brains to hold back such a lame reason to fool the past, after all, Yahara will not be able to think of a better way for a while.

Who knows, Zhang Zong really believed it.

He snuffed out the cigarette butt, drew a graceful arc in the smoke and threw it into the trash can, rubbing his eyebrows: "It's not bad to find something to do, as long as you have a skill that can support yourself and live a self-sufficient life." ”

"But remember, don't do anything that violates the law, or I'll be ready to whip you!"

In the end, his words became fierce as if to warn Yahara, his eyes were upside down, his beard was cocked, and he looked very stern.

Leaving the landlord's affairs behind, the softest place in Yehara's heart seemed to be touched, smiled slightly, and raised the soda bottle as a toast: "Definitely!" ”

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