Nada Spider Mountain.

Time passed slowly, the sun set in the west, and the dim light showed its last rays at the end of the day.

The ends of the canopy swayed slightly.

The second floor of the dilapidated mansion.

"Tired is already winding, what the hell is going on...?"

The white-haired girl leaned against the window, and only slowly looked out after the sun had completely set:

“… The number of family members has increased, and the control of tiredness has become stronger. ”

She put her hand on the dilapidated wooden window shrouded in cobwebs, and her fingers were strangled with red blood, and she didn't care at all:

"If this continues, isn't the possibility of escaping almost zero......" The white-haired girl muttered to herself in a trembling voice:

"Damn...!"

Bang!

Pounding the wooden window hard.

Her silver-white eyes, as tired as tired, concealed an emotion called fear.

She is a ghost, but her appearance and dress are similar to tired.

Weak and afraid of ghost hunters, the ghosts independently look for companions and huddle together for warmth.

But - tired is not the same.

He asks the ghosts who come for help to become his "family", change his appearance, and survive in Spider Mountain according to the "family rules" he has set.

Those who did not follow the requirements were either cut off their heads or tied to the sun and burned to death.

This is not what the ghosts who came to huddle wanted!

Just as the white-haired girl looked out the window in the direction of the mountain.

Squeak——!

Someone!

The wooden door behind her creaked, and the white-haired girl who played the role of the "eldest sister" in the family was suddenly frightened, and she looked behind her in horror.

Behind.

The white-haired figure stood there, seemingly stunned for a moment, and then whispered:

“… I didn't hear anything,"

The new member who has just been transformed into a "family", the "younger sister" is standing sideways at the door, and she has changed into a white-haired appearance, her face is expressionless, and she turns her head slightly:

"-Sister."

"It's time for breakfast, and I'm tired of calling you down."

She bit her accent, her face expressionless, and stood sideways.

Seeing her sister who quickly took on the role, the eldest sister was stunned for a moment.

The eldest sister let go of her hand holding the window and nodded in a daze:

“… I'll be right away. ”

……

Downstairs.

A group of ghosts with snow-white skin and hair color sat in two rows, quietly looking at the old pottery bowl placed in front of them under the slightly beating yellow candle flame.

Tired to sit at the end, he "plays" the youngest brother in the clan.

The white-haired ghosts showed cold sweat on their faces, looked solemnly at the empty bowl in front of them, and sat at a loss.

Suddenly.

Tired opened his eyes, he turned his head, looked in the direction of the outside of the mansion, and muttered to himself:

"Here we are."

"It's been a long time... It's time to eat. ”

Hearing this, the rest of the ghosts all looked in the same direction as tired with longing eyes.

The feeding of so many ghosts is tired of creating rumors of ghosts in the surrounding area, and then attracting a steady stream of ghost hunters to eat them.

Since the rumors never spread to Spider Mountain, he never exposed them.

……

Yamashita.

Bang!

"It hurts!"

Muichiro tripped over the tough spider silk between the bushes and fell heavily to the ground, screaming in pain.

“… Be careful. ”

Arichiro walked in front, he turned around helplessly, stretched out his hand to pull his brother up, and sighed:

"Be vigilant, we're not here for sightseeing."

Slapped the spider silk wrapped around his body for him.

"Whew... What is this? ”

Looking at the spider silk wrapped around his fingers, which was sticky and hard to pull and hardened, Arichiro's expression became ugly.

The father followed the two brothers, and he looked up at the cobweb-covered woods.

Click.

Quietly clenched the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Then.

Rustling...

The grass not far ahead, making a grinding sound.

Then.

In the wary gaze of the Shitou brothers.

“… Stop here. A large black shadow gradually rose in the grass and obscured the moon reflected in their pupils.

Nine huge, spider-like pupils reflected in the moonlight, staring straight at this side, and their voices were low:

"Ghost hunters, they won't let you go any further."

Bang!

"Family... Protection...! He clenched his huge fists and slammed them together, clenching his fists in a dull tone.

Crystal saliva covets the mouthparts of the spider's skull.

Muichiro raised his head as the huge figure got up, and he lost his voice in surprise:

“… It's huge! ”

"Is this the ghost we're crusading against?!"

As he spoke, he frowned, pulled the corners of his mouth and shrunk his head, and said with a little disgust:

"Spider head, human body, disgusting..."

Arichiro stopped Muichiro, and he looked up in horror at the huge ghost in front of him, whose head was a spider, and shouted:

“… Stay away from him! ”

Shouting, he frowned, and couldn't stop looking back at the ghost.

- Spider Head, Man...

in the mind.

- Inosuke's appearance keeps jumping out.

Do all the guys like this kind of dress up now?!

Just as Ichiro stared at him, he clenched the Nichiren knife and thought about how to deal with the next actual battle.

Trample.

"Arichiro, relax."

The only lang walked from behind, and he stood in front of the two brothers, his dark red hair tied into pigtails.

Turning his face sideways, the moonlight was bright and dark on his three-dimensional facial features, and he smiled at the stunned Ichiro:

"If you're too nervous, you'll tremble with a knife."

Then he turned his head, grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, pointed the blade at the giant ghost in front of him, and said in a relaxed tone:

"The enemy who can defeat will also become strong because of the retreat in his heart."

As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at the huge ghost in front of him.

His days in the butterfly house were not wasted.

Grip the hilt of the knife and feel the power in your arm like never before.

Although—it's still only going to be one-size-fits-all.

"——!"

In the dim forest, the corners of the only lang's mouth overflowed with white steam, and his attention was instantly focused.

Then.

The white-haired [sister] quietly appeared behind the demon, and she glanced lightly at the Shitou family.

Two children, one adult.

No threat.

She turned her head and left a faint sentence:

“… Over to you, Daddy. ”

Then he turned and walked away.

After all, he is not a real father, and he doesn't need to be very emotional.

It's just a game of wine, and not long after joining the family yesterday, she understands the rules of survival here.

Survival has always been what she does best.

Thinking back to the [eldest sister] I just met, that guy didn't look like a smart ghost who could live a long time.

"Roaring ——!!" When the spider ghost who played [the father] heard this, he immediately opened the mouth of the insect's mouthparts and roared.

“… Father? The only man who had just wanted to wield the blade had his ears fluttering, and he heard a sound coming from behind the demon, and he was slightly stunned.

Glancing at the huge ghost in front of him, the only one looked at the white figure behind him who was moving away, and his brows furrowed slightly:

“… Has the whole family become a ghost? ”

Squeak - the hand is clenched unconsciously, and the handle of the knife is white.

Looked at.

No more hesitation.

【Breath of the Moon: One Shape】

The only lang kicked his feet, the blade in his hand was horizontal, and the yellow moonlight reflected on his mirror-like knife, and a moon veil crossed in a trance.

He leaped under the moon.

“… Rest in peace. ”

Swish!

The blade slashed unhindered, and [father] who was about to swing his fist at him.

Poof!

The huge spider's head flew up.

With the reaction of its punch, the spider's head rolls backwards.

Bones... Smack.

It just landed at the feet of [my sister], who had just walked not far away.

She felt the touch coming from her feet, and subconsciously looked down, and was stunned for a moment after seeing her reflection in the nine pupils of the skull under her feet.

The younger sister lowered her head and blinked her eyes, only then did she react, her pupils shrank suddenly,

- What?!

The head!?

Was [Father] beheaded in an instant?!

Then

Creak... Creak...

The creaking sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves came from behind him and kept approaching.

Swish!

The only lang shook the blood stained on the knife hard, and the red blood droplets suddenly splashed onto the trees on the side.

He was walking towards this side step by step, and said in a low voice:

"It's painful."

"Not only myself, but my family has also become a ghost..."

“… Nothing is protected. ”

I imagined in my mind that if Muichiro and Ichiro became ghosts.

Kaoru's weeping face flashed through his mind.

His face gradually darkened.

At this moment, the only Lang who had just wanted to [help others] and joined the Ghost Slayer Team before had the mood of wanting to kill Mu Miao completely.

This kind of thing that distorts humanity should not exist in the world.

Swish!

The reflection of the sword light reflected the only Lang's gloomy but barely smiling face:

"But... I'm so sorry. ”

"I can't let you go."

"It's cruel and unfair."

Creak...

The only lang stepped out of the shadows under the tree, his face exposed in the moonlight, and his determined eyes looked at [his sister's] trembling back.

Standing up the blade, he spoke in a serious tone, word by word:

"Because... You are dangerous. ”

If they continue to be allowed to survive, more people will die.

Hear the words.

My sister's body trembled, she slowly turned her head stiffly, pulled the corners of her mouth, showed cold sweat on her face, and looked at the only lang with trembling pupils.

In the silver-white pupils, the appearance of the only lang holding a knife was reflected.

She was so frightened that she almost screamed.

- What kind of danger am I!

Didn't you see that big ghost stabbed you in the head!

But thinking so in her heart, her sister's body stiffened, but she couldn't shout anything.

The only Lang is behind him.

Arichiro and Muichiro stood together, the two of them tilted their heads slightly, and looked at their father's back a little bewildered.

“… Daddy is so scary today. Muichiro stared at his father's back and said in a low voice.

Goo.

Arichiro didn't reply, just swallowed hard, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Although my father is usually not very reliable, he is particularly scary when he gets angry.

Opposite side.

Seeing that the only lang was about to swing a knife.

Then.

"Wait a minute!!" The younger sister stretched out her hand suddenly, she shouted, looked at the only man with a frightened face, and said nervously:

"I'm not..."

Without waiting for my sister to finish speaking,

Swish!

The only lang with a black face and a knife in his hand had rushed in front of her!

He knew that it was useless to let the ghost explain more, and that sending her to hell as soon as possible was the right thing to do.

A hard blow!

Wow!

“… Didn't cut it. Feeling the touch in his hand, the only lang was stunned for a moment.

He looked up, looking ahead.

"Ahem——! My sister's face was frightened, she gritted her teeth and retreated: "Why don't you listen to me?!" ”

Holding her head in her hands, the cross-section of her neck was very smooth - she had cut it herself.

Survival skills, one counts as one.

"It's only my first day I've joined this family!"

Shouting, she hurriedly put her head around her neck.

Without a head, the body will be extremely weak, and there will be no way to escape.

As if she was afraid that the only lang would continue to come up and cut her, she hurriedly shouted anxiously: "There is no one yet..."

Swish!

The moonlight flashed in her eyes.

Poof!

Blood lines appear on the neck that has just healed.

“… Huh? My sister's expression was a little sluggish, she was stunned, and looked down at the position of her neck in disbelief: "Why..."

“… I'm so sorry. The only lang slowly straightened up in front of her, he clenched the blade in his hand, and muttered to himself:

"That's all I'm going to do at the moment."

- That's not the problem at all!

My sister stared at her in disbelief, and her body fell backwards weakly.

Thump!

After a slight collision with the ground, the body suddenly separated from the skull, and the skull bones rolled to the side.

The expression was full of unwillingness.

She wanted to tell the swordsman that there was a powerful ghost in the mountains, and tell him to flee quickly.

In this way, I can not only survive, but also brush up on the impression of a [good ghost].

But...

Click, click.

Tears welled up in their eyes, evaporating into ashes before they could reach the ground.

My sister's face was full of grievances.

- Why doesn't this guy listen to ghosts!

Then.

The only lang saw the position of his head and mouth close one by one, as if to say something.

He came closer.

Suddenly.

His gaze caught the tiny spider silk on his lips that was reflecting the moonlight from the shaking!

The only Lang's pupils shrank.

Yikes!

Thin spider silk that faintly reflects the moonlight rushes from the treetops on the side!

Just when I was about to touch the body of the only Lang!

Swish!

"Daddy!" Arichiro rushed over, and with a single sword, he cut off the spider silk that wanted to wrap around the body of Arichiro, and he shouted:

"It's not just two ghosts, there's something wrong with this place."

Muichiro also ran over in small steps, and if it weren't for his brother's discovery that the treetops were shaking, they wouldn't have been able to see the spider silk in the darkness.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead.

The three of them turned their blades back to back, aiming their blades at the pitch-black forest around them.

Suddenly, several pairs of silver-white eyes lit up in the forest.

……

……

Meanwhile.

Zhushi Mansion.

Contrary to the atmosphere of Spider Mountain, this side is very [relaxed].

Smack.

Yushiro took the tea and gently placed it in front of Jiguo Iwatsu, his face was pale, and his tone was stiff:

"Please."

"Thank you." Jiguo Yansheng looked at him with two eyes and nodded slightly.

After explaining that he was out of Wumiao's control, Yushiro let down his guard.

Zhu Shi felt a little surprised, after all, although she had never seen him, she had always heard about this person.

Just when Jiguo Yansheng pinched the teacup and subconsciously sipped it.

Click!

His hand strained slightly, and a crack appeared in the teacup.

Jiguo Iwakatsu's expression stiffened for a moment.

(End of chapter)