"Guest, your turnip babyfish."

The boss stepped over the partition, placed the steaming white porcelain bowl on the wooden table, and handed the kuaiko to Yoshiyu, 23, who was 23.

"You eat slowly, it's very cold outside today, and there are no guests coming to the door, so it's okay to stay a little longer."

Tomioka, who didn't know why he was here, held the fast son a little blankly.

The familiar smell of the fish soup in the bowl, the wooden door blown by the cold wind and a few snowflakes drifting in from time to time, and the busy figure of the shopkeeper across the table, triggered his long-term memories: he had been to this shop.

The first time was two days after he met Tanjiro.

Coming out of the mountains, Tomioka received an order from the crow to come to Kitanoyado Station to deal with a "bear eating man" incident.

Of course, the so-called "bear" is a ghost transformed by a hunter, otherwise it would not be his turn to take care of this matter.

After the incident was resolved, it was at this shop that Tomioka Yoshiyoshi ate a meal of radish baby fish with an unforgettable taste.

[Who do you think you ate with...... But who is it? Why can't you remember? 】

Tomioka felt like an impenetrable fog in his brain, forgetting many important things.

However, the delicacy is ahead, and these trivialities can be put aside for the time being.

His expression relaxed, his right hand waved the fast gun to gently shake away the steaming heat in front of him, and with his left hand, he put the Nihon Knife at his feet, intending to eat first and then think about other things.

The reason why Tomioka will never forget this shop is because the bowl of soup in front of him tastes almost exactly the same as the radish baby fish soup made by his sister in his memory.

In other words, it smells of home.

Therefore, I am afraid that nothing is more likely to make him smile than the bowl of fish soup in front of him.

Without saying "I'm moving", this kind of opening statement, and without thanking the boss for the kind words, Tomioka Yoshiyuki couldn't wait to stretch the fast child to the almost crystal clear radish slices. As for the fish, he intends to keep it last.

But just when the soup-soaked radish was less than a centimeter away from Yiyong's teeth, the cold winter wind rushed in - the wooden door of the restaurant was slammed open by an agile figure and slammed against the wall.

Tomioka stopped.

He could clearly see that the person who had come was a young man wearing tortoiseshell pattern haoori on the outside and a ghost killing team uniform on the inside, with a hollow cat mask on his face and a Nichiren knife on his back.

[Is it a member of the team who came to me?] Are there any other ghosts nearby that haven't been destroyed? 】

Tomioka and the others did not move. As a water column, although unpopular, it is normal for someone to come to him to report it, although it is not very common.

And the man did rush in his direction.

But unexpectedly, the opponent's rampage posture did not slow down a little because of the proximity of the distance, but was a little faster, and he was about to crash into Yiyong's body.

[Breathing method went wrong? Can't stop? 】

Tomioka immediately made a judgment and was about to force the other party to brake, but the man suddenly jumped up and flew over his head nimbly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! In case of emergency, borrow it." ….

When Tomioka turned his head again, the man was gone, but the cool snowflakes blew directly on his face.

The window with a wooden wedge behind the stove was slammed open by brute force, connecting the wind and snow outside, and the baby fish and radish soup bowl on the table overturned over, and a piece of fish meat was still imprinted with some deep footprints, and the big iron pot in which the boss burned the soup was also a similar fate.

[Today...... Can't eat it? 】

Tomioka watched the soup trickle down the table on the floor, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

[It's obviously the last time.] 】

A strange thought suddenly flashed through Tomioka's mind, and he successfully captured it.

[No, why should I say the last time?] 】

Just as he froze in place, waiting for the boss from behind the partition

As he walked out to deal with the mess in front of him, someone gently poked him in the back.

"Rich."

This was followed by the second stroke.

It was a touch between soft and hard, not mistaken for an attack or a fluttering touch, but a finger pressed slightly hard against his vertebrae.

"Gang."

On the third blow, Tomioka turned around, a pair of translucent dark purple eyes, and looked at him as if he had succeeded in his mischief.

"Mr. Tomioka."

The sound was as crisp and gentle as a pearl dripping on the ice, but it shattered all the fog in Tomioka's heart. He suddenly understood what was happening.

His perspective began to darken, his arms and sleeves slowly shortened, and the Hinawa sword at his feet disappeared.

The purple-eyed girl on the opposite side was still holding her arms and chuckling, as if she was watching an interesting performance. Her wide, translucent butterfly feathers, like flapping wings, swayed gently in the wind along with the tips of her purple hair.

In just three seconds, the 23-year-old Yoshiyu Tomioka managed to shrink back and become nearly 10-year-old Yoshiyu Uchiha.

If his gaze was flush forward, he could only see the girl's shoulder.

"Butterflies?"

Yi Yong called out the girl's name, and the confusion in it was clearly audible.

"Oh, although I heard the lord talk about your situation, I have already prepared a little. But I'm still a little unaccustomed to seeing Mr. Tomioka with such a cute face. How is that good?"

Butterfly squinted her eyes and leaned down slightly, seemingly enjoying the terrain advantage that this height brings.

She stretched out her right index finger from the sleeve of her wide butterfly robe and poked it slowly and slowly at the speed of a slug crawling towards Yiyong's left cheek, with a sly smile in her eyes, "I'm sorry, I can't help it, can you let me—"

Yi Yong pinched her fingers, and his tone was a little embarrassed and alienated: "Am I dreaming?"

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain everything that appears in front of you.

The wind and snow suddenly stopped, the body suddenly shrunk, the boss disappeared like a ghost, and the small shop, which was still a little pyrotechnic before, was left with only the two of them in an instant.

"Finally ......"

The butterfly tugged hard, trying to pull her finger out of Yiyong's hand, but to no avail.

She didn't know if she remembered something bad, and a blue vein clearly floated on her head, and her confidence unconsciously increased a little when she spoke. ….

"Are you just reacting now? I'm relieved to see that you're still as sluggish as ever. Even if you die, some things still won't change, which is a consolation."

"So, you're what I imagined."

Yiyong didn't let go of his hand, his eyelids drooped, and he seemed to feel both happy and disappointed at the same time.

He remembered.

After the live slug ate the head of the ten thousand snakes, it separated into a bunch of small live and slowly ate its body, while several people sat on the back of the big live slug and continued to the land of water.

Considering that on the back of a psychic beast, it was not suitable for practicing dangerous swordsmanship, so Yi Yong took out his summer vacation homework and wrote it, but after writing less than two pages, he didn't know what was going on and became drowsy.

Of course, this may be the fatigue caused by the sudden evolution of his writing wheels.

But then I had the dream I had just now.

Although his expression is still calm, for those who are familiar with Yiyong, his loss at this time can be said to be "beyond words".

"What's so bad about dreams? Mr. Tomioka, the more quiet people like you are, the more important you should be to your dreams."

Butterfly Shinobu sat down next to Yi Yong, "Before I died, I listened to lectures by some leading psychiatrists, and among them there was a popular saying from Europe: 'Dreams are the fulfillment of wishes. For example, a depressed person like you can only do what you really want to do in your dreams. At this time, instead of feeling disappointed, why don't you think carefully about the meaning of this dream? It may or may not help you see what you really think."

(Floyde's "The Interpretation of Dreams" was published in 1899, and Butterfly Shinobu died roughly in 1915, around the third year of Taisho.) ）

"Dreams are dreams."

Yi Yong was noncommittal, "What wish can be fulfilled?"

As he spoke, he pinched the bridge of his nose vigorously, desperate to wake up.

Even if it was just a dream, he wasn't ready to face another teammate.

Among the nine pillars, Butterfly Shinobu was the one who had the best relationship with him (you can imagine how bad the relationship was with the other pillars), but Yiyong always felt that the other party liked to play tricks on him, and he would get angry if he didn't say a few words.

"Mr. Tomioka, you see, you're running away again, so it's not a good idea. Those who dare to face the enemy may just be driven by the atmosphere, but those who dare to face themselves are true warriors."

"......" was not confused by the agitation method, and Tomioka Yoshitoshi asked, "Why can't I wake up?"

"Don't you feel hot and cold? The weather in the dream is not the cause, but the effect. It's not as simple as falling asleep outside, but you're in a coma with a high fever."

Butterfly Shinobu didn't know where to take out a thermometer, looked at the reading carefully, and sighed, "Anyway, until your fever is gone, you can only stay with me, and you can't go anywhere." Alaala, the time you never went to the butterfly house to heal before seems to be making up for it now. Sure enough, what you owe in your previous life will still have to be repaid in your next life, and this is a kind of karma."

"It's impossible, my body ......."

If he is going to get sick, he should be able to find some signs. ….

"Your coma may not be pathological, but psychological, after all, illness is sometimes a way to force you to rest. The more people who like to force themselves when they are sober, the more likely they are to suffer betrayal from their own bodies when they unexpectedly. And in all fairness, I haven't seen anyone more tired than you, and that seems to make sense."

"How do I wake up?"

The head of the flying section still needs to be carefully guarded, and there are many crises on the sea, and Yi Yong is really not at ease.

"The more you resist, the more you can't do it, you have to be patient and have to be treated."

Shinobu's index finger shook from side to side like a lost second hand, and then his eyebrows drooped slightly, "Is Tomioka-san so hated talking to me?" It wasn't like that before."

But you're a fake. 】

Yi Yong didn't speak, and sat down a little depressed: "Say whatever you want. Just wake me up quickly."

"When it comes to passively confronting doctors, you and Immortal River really have a tacit understanding."

In the sleeves of the robe that Yi Yong couldn't see, Butterfly Shinobi's fist clenched and pale and let go, and then the topic was put on the right track.

"Let's start with a dream. Let's start by assuming that if 'dreams are the fulfillment of wishes, a truth, then Tomioka, can you deduce the reason for dreaming about me?"

"Resurrecting you is one of my most pressing things right now. I was thinking about the carrier not too long ago."

Yi Yong thought for a moment, and tried to apply the template given by Butterfly Shinobi and said.

"In this case, it should be normal to dream about it. I want you to be resurrected, and you will be resurrected, though in a dream."

"Then why here?"

Butterfly Shinobu pointed to the roof and drew a circle, "Why am I here? Although we have not appeared together much, there are not a few occasions. We can meet at my lord's house or on the training ground, but what's so special about it?"

"......," Yi Yong remembered, "the lunch we used to have together here."

The incident of "bear eating man" was handled by the two of them together, and they took advantage of the situation to dine here after it was over.

It was there that the two of them had the most preliminary understanding of each other and revised their views on each other (mainly Butterfly Shinobi).

"Is that all?" Butterfly Shinobu asked, "Does this place mean anything more to you?"

「……

My last meal."

Yi Yong continued, "I also eat it here because the taste is nostalgic. I knew I was going to die, so I came here once."

This is an unfolding that Butterfly didn't expect, and it was obviously a bit unexpected.

"But what does that mean?" Yiyong looked at her suspiciously, "It's just an impressive place, it shouldn't have anything to do with wishes."

"When you say that, you take the human subconscious mind too simply. All the clues in the dream are riddles, and the answer is in your memory."

A smile flashed between Butterfly's eyebrows: "When I was still alive, you would have brought the wounded to the Butterfly House, but you would never have been treated from there; At the Pillar Meeting, we didn't have much opportunity to speak. It's one of the few places where we can talk. If you want me to say, Tomioka, the reason why you dreamed that I was here was because there was something very distressing that you wanted to confide in. But considering that you yourself are a big stuffy guy who rarely asks for help from others, I will take the initiative to show up to solve your problems. You see, it's also a manifestation of desire." ….

Yiyong was silent for a moment, but still denied it, "But I don't think I have anything to say."

"As I said, dreams are desires that are suppressed in your subconscious, and the denial you make in your consciousness is not recognized here."

Seeing Yi Yong's expression of "whatever you say is what it is", Butterfly Shinobi's smile became more and more stiff.

"Since you are embarrassed to admit that you want to talk to me, let's talk about the dream from before. If I'm not mistaken, you should have guessed the identity of that person. The pattern of his haori is exactly the same as the haori that Tomioka used to wear, and the pattern on the left half is exactly the same."

「…… That man was dressed as a rabbit, but he didn't look like him."

Yi Yong said contemplatively.

Before, he didn't know that he was dreaming, he couldn't remember where he had seen each other, he just felt familiar, but now it was easy to deduce the relevant information.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Butterfly Shinobu asked.

Yi Yong: "If it's a rabbit, his face should be a fox mask, not a cat. Moreover, the rabbit's knife should be hanging from his waist, but the man is behind his back."

He paused, "In this part, he's more like my brother Itachi Uchiha. When he worked for the Konoha Shadows, he was dressed up in a similar way."

"Do they have anything in common?"

"Nope." Yi Yong thought about it for a moment and replied seriously, "The rabbit gives me the feeling that it is like a more stern Xingjulang. But the words of the ferrets may be more like Shi Tou, and they all like to be in a daze."

"Allah, it's not about their character, it's about what it means to you. Actually, it's not hard to judge at all, right?"

Butterfly Shinobu's eyes lit up and he accurately concluded, "To you, whether it's the Rabbit or this Uchiha Itachi, it's your 'brother' in every sense of the word, right? So, we can assume that the person who knocked over your soup bowl just now is actually a combination of your two brothers, right?"

"Hmm. But what does this have to do with wishes? Especially the rabbits."

Yi Yong still questions the psychoanalytic theory of Butterfly Shinobi.

"If you're right, then both the Itachi and the Rabbit should take off their masks and meet me, but he ran away. How could this be my wish."

"Nope." Butterfly Shinobu shook his head, "Who they are is only one aspect, what they do, it is your wish that is granted."

"You mean, I want 'my brother knocking over what I like to eat,'"

Yi Yong rarely showed his half-moon eyes, a little speechless.

"The correct explanation is that you want to be punished by them."

Butterfly Shinobu said dryly, "What you are doing or planning to do may be opposed by them, or even harmful to them. You may be able to accept this trade-off when you are awake, but your subconscious mind is not able to accept hurting them. So in the dream, the radish baby fish that can represent almost all your happiness will be overturned by this combination of 'brother'. Their departure and alienation from you, that's it

kind of the second round of punishment."

Hearing this, Yi Yong subconsciously wanted to deny this outrageous statement, because he had never thought of doing anything bad to the rabbit or the weasel. ….

But immediately, he remembered something, his face turned pale as if it had been a degree cold, and he sat down in his seat in distress.

Butterfly Shinobu smiled with satisfaction, she leaned against the table with her palm on her cheek, and asked softly, "Now, do you want to talk?"

"I may ......," said Yoshiyu, gritting his teeth, "to let something like Onimai Tsuji appear in this world."

"You mean the body that was eaten by the shark?" The butterfly endured it, and her expression was not as relaxed as before.

"Hmm," Yi Yong raised his eyes, his eyes fluttering unusually rarely, "So, did I disappoint Bunny?" That's why he doesn't want to say anything more to me?"

"It's all said it's your own subconscious. It's not that you're disappointed in you, it's that you're disappointed in yourself, and you just express it in a dream, with the help of another person's attitude."

Butterfly Shinobu pressed his eyebrows, and then comforted him in a warm voice: "Actually, I asked you when I was in the underworld, and the rabbit went to reincarnate shortly after Tanjiro completed the Fuji Attack Mountain Trial, so you can't let him down. Even if the rabbit really knows, you can't be blamed for this matter. Who would have thought that Onimai Tsuji would be in the Infernal Hell, but he would reach out to another world? None of us have the ability to predict the future, and it's normal to have such omissions."

After hearing this, Yiyong's face did not improve, but became even more cold.

"Now that you've explained it to me, it's time for me to wake up, and this matter must be dealt with as soon as possible."

"Is that clear?" Butterfly Shinobu blinked, "It's still early. You want the rabbit's punishment for you, and there seems to be an explanation; But what about your blood brother?"

Yi Yong was even more ashamed this time.

"Itachi has a terminal illness. But the man who might have cured him is a guy who can kill dozens or even hundreds of people if he lives one more day."

Butterfly Shinobu immediately understood, "So you've decided to kill him, but that way, your hope of reviving your brother will be reduced by a point, right?"

"......" Yiyong didn't answer, his eyebrows tangled together.

"What else do you have in mind?"

Butterfly Shinobu asked tentatively.

"You want this Orochimaru to cure your brother's illness and kill him?"

Yi Yong subconsciously reached out and touched his eyes.

This is an idea that he would not have had, and he would not even have taken it into account in the past, because it involves the principle of righteousness and bravery-

He will use others, such as making friends, to brush the resolution of the breathing method, but he will definitely compensate for it, such as feeding, guiding training, and meeting some of the needs of others. In this way, he also has a clear conscience.

But what is the difference between the idea of using others and killing them at the same time, even if Orochimaru is a villain?

But then again, for now, this big snake pill is still the best hope for Itachi's survival.

[Why is he a person who is as miserable as Onimai Tsuji? 】

As soon as Yiyong thought of what Orochimaru had done, using a hundred lives as the appearance fee of ten thousand snakes, he was already angry.

This anger, on the one hand, is because of the mountain-like bones in the body of the ten thousand snakes, and on the other hand, it is Yiyong who has to make a difficult choice. ….

And the writing wheel, which has accumulated child's power to a critical point, evolved in this situation.

Immediately afterwards, under the influence of the writing wheel, Yiyong immediately did something that violated his own principles.

He used a rather despicable wordplay to "deceive" Orochimaru's information from Ten Thousand Snakes, and then "unloaded the mill and killed the donkey" to get rid of Ten Thousand Snakes.

And Yiyong also knows very well that what he did to Ten Thousand Snakes is a copy of what he wants to do to Orochimaru in his heart-

A dark thought arose in his mind:

or persecution,

Or trick Orochimaru into diagnosing Itachi and then get rid of him.

When the eyes of the writing wheel opened, the thought was so vivid, as if things must be as righteous and courageous!

But after turning off the writing wheel, Yiyong returned to normal, and was startled by his potential dark side.

"Although I or Immortal Chuan can do this kind of thing without any mental barriers, it still feels a little strange to think that you want to do it."

Butterfly Shinobu reached out and pressed it on Yoshiyu's shoulder, "It's not good to say that, but this kind of ...... you inherited from your parents' clan."

"Writing Wheels." Yi Yong said, "It's a kind of blood limit."

"Yes, this 'Sharingan' seems to be going to do some unexpected changes to your brain and mind because of the emotions you have evolved. For Tomioka, this change is too sudden, and it may be a hidden danger of this bloodline limit. It's best to be careful when using it."

Butterfly Shinobu smiled again, "Selfishly, I don't really like Tomioka, you have changed too much in this kind of personality. Because you deceived a snake, you got yourself to the point of a high fever that does not go away and you are unconscious, it is really hard to imagine what you will become if you really play tricks on this 'big snake pill'. The swordsman of Shui Hu still can't do this."

"The Sick ...... of the Weasel"

This is still an issue that cannot be avoided by volunteers.

"You're a dull person."

Butterfly Shinobu launched another personal attack, and a dark shadow of anger floated above the bridge of his nose, "Since you're about to resurrect me, have you never thought of asking me to help him see a doctor?"

"It's another world." Yi Yong seriously emphasized, "The number of cells in the human body is different, and the theory of the whole medicine is ......."

"I can learn." Shinobu Butterfly looks very interested in the knowledge of this world, "I can't wait to start researching."

Yoshiyong scolded again, "But Dr. Tsunade has been studying for decades, and she is not sure."

"However, I have been studying for less than twenty years, but I am almost cured!"

Butterfly Shinobu seemed to be unable to bear it, and the smooth head full of green tendons poked forward, like a barrel stuffed with cannonballs on Yiyong's face.

"Mr. Tomioka, I know you have always had a low opinion of yourself, but can you have some confidence in others? Considering that we are going to get along in the second life in the future, can we be a little more comfortable in this regard? You don't want to be hated anymore, do you? Isn't it?"

Unaffected by the invisible threat, Yiyong was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "You're not my dream, are you?" ….

"Oh?" Butterfly was stunned, brushing the ends of her hair and retreating from Yiyong, "Why do you say that?"

"If you were just my dream, you wouldn't promise me what happened after my resurrection."

Yi Yong's face was serious, "You just said that you asked about the rabbit in the underworld, if you are just a dream, you can't do this kind of thing."

"Have you ever thought that I would say something like that just now, it's just your wish."

Butterfly couldn't help but analyze unhurriedly, "It's you who want me to try to save your brother, and you hope that the rabbit won't blame you, and dreams are the fulfillment of wishes, that's why I said that."

"That's the key."

Yi Yong caught the flaw, "What's the 'subconscious,' 'Dreams are the fulfillment of wishes, if you really are just dreams, you won't make sentences with words I've never heard before." Besides, if you were created by a dream to fulfill my wishes, you wouldn't say, 'I don't want to be hated anymore.'"

The butterfly was silent for a while, and then a smile bloomed like a flower: "Alaala, you have actually seen through it, Mr. Tomioka! It seems that little Barney said that you are stupid or something, and it is indeed just his personal prejudice."

"Did Yin Hei say that?" The point of righteousness fell on strange things.

"It doesn't matter."

Butterfly Shinobu waved her hand, "Actually, since you mastered more than half of the Moon Breath Sword Form, I have already entered the depths of your consciousness from the underworld. It stands to reason that it is

No, but you see, maintaining a good interpersonal relationship with the civil servants of the underworld has this unexpected benefit.

"Originally, I thought that if you lived in the body of a child, Tomioka would have an easier life, but I didn't expect you to still have the image of carrying the whole world on your own. You should know that there are nine strokes of the word column, and no building can be supported by a single column."

"But I've never heard you talk to me, obviously Kyojuro......

Obviously, Xing Shoulang only shouted in his heart, and he could hear it outside.

"Compare your voice with him, the rest of us are no match combined."

Butterfly ninja put her hand on her forehead, "If you hadn't dreamed of me today, and I happened to live in your subconscious, I wouldn't have met you so early."

As she spoke, she pressed her fingertips to her cheek, "Actually, I shouldn't have been showing up so early, I should have waited to see what you imagined me to be like in your dreams." If you think too much of it, I'll let them open a back door for me to go back to Hades."

「……」

Yi Yong waited for a few seconds, then spat out a few syllables, "Thank you."

He knew that the appearance of Butterfly Shinobi should only be to enlighten his tangled psychological problems.

"Those Europeans say that politeness is to draw boundaries, and sure enough, Tomioka, you are still desperate to keep your distance from me."

Butterfly endured the yin and yang strange aura, but then, her voice changed, "But if you really want to thank me, you can have a little more confidence in my medical literacy and learning ability." It's better to put your hopes in someone you can trust than in the hands of a villain who doesn't take human life seriously."

"I see."

Yi Yong also made a decision, "I won't dwell on this anymore. I'll find a carrier for you as soon as possible to resurrect you."

"Come at your own pace, I didn't mean to rush you."

Butterfly Shinobu took out a pocket watch and shook it against Yiyong, "It's just right, it's almost time."

"When?"

As soon as Yi Yong's words fell, he suddenly felt that he had been pushed hard, and he quickly fell backwards, and then his body continued to sink, as if he had fallen into an invincible pit.

Yi Yong opened his eyes.

Ghost Lantern Shuiyue and Ranmaru were staring at him with a worried expression, and the Nine-Tails were lying on top of Ghost Lantern Shuiyue's head, with the same righteous and brave face.

"Wake up, teacher, wake up!" Ghost Lantern Shuiyue shouted in surprise, "The fever has also subsided."

Ranmaru added, "My eyes have changed back to their gentle color before."

"I'll just say it's normal for those eyes to evolve, and you have to worry about it."

Nine-Tails flicked his tail proudly, looked at Yiyong condescendingly and said, "Little ghost, don't sleep, we're here."

Yi Yong first stroked his eyes, the sour feeling of swelling and pain had disappeared, and it felt very normal, and it seemed that the sequelae of sudden stimulation and evolution had been basically resolved.

He closed his eyes and sat up, looking at the great silhouette in the mist due north.

He knew he had finally reached the last leg of the trip.

[However, does Yin Hei really have to say that about me? 】

96.

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