Chapter 125 - We Agreed to Be Together

In the doctor's office.

It was getting dusk outside.

The light in the lobby was slowly dimming.

"Ah, right."

"Just a reminder, this amount of blood is not enough to turn you into ghosts."

Shang Quannai suddenly remembered something, and he softly reminded a few hesitant Zhu, with a subtle expression on his face.

After hearing Shang Quanna's words, the vague rejection in the Zhu's expressions was much less. Kazama Chengya and Minazuki Shiro were even stunned for a moment.

Purgatory Jinjuro looked around at the other pillars who were hesitantly preparing to pick up the container, and he smiled slightly.

After taking Shang Quanna to the headquarters, he was naturally quite aware of the strength gap between "ghosts" and "humans".

What he saw with his own eyes was that the flattened mountain was the actual insurmountable peak between humans and ghosts.

After witnessing that incident with his own eyes, Purgatory Jinjuro began to exercise crazily, working hard to hone his sword skills and constantly mastering the sword shape.

As if possessed, he read ancient books, practiced swordsmanship, and worked hard.

During this period of time, he even created the next three kata for the family swordsmanship that only had the Wu kata!

The broken wooden knives hoarded at home piled up into a hill, and his wife even thought he was crazy.

He felt guilty, but he couldn't stop.

He felt the limit.

The limit of human beings, the insurmountable limit.

Even if you take another step forward, your whole body will collapse and break to the limit.

This seemed to be a restriction that completely eliminated the possibility of his progress.

Purgatory Jinjuro recalled his past, his father, and his wife in his mind, and he took a deep breath.

To protect... relatives and companions.

only…

Become stronger!

Snapped!

With the red flame of belief burning in his eyes, he grabbed the plate in front of him, and then raised it directly to his mouth!

Lift it up suddenly!

Gudu! Gudu!

Blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and as Purgatory Jinjuro's throat moved up and down, he swallowed all the blood in the plate into his body.

Bang!

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Smashing the empty plate on the table with one hand, Purgatory Jinjuro took a few deep breaths, and then stood up uncontrollably.

Staggering backwards.

Creak...

Veins bulged along the blood vessels, Shang Quanna's blood slowly penetrated from the esophagus, and a warm feeling quickly traveled through Ingami Jinjuro's body.

"Ahem!" He bowed with a ferocious expression, suddenly opened his mouth and coughed a few times, saliva flowing out uncontrollably and dripping on the ground.

Snap, snap.

"Hooah...!!"

He leaned against the wall and roared ferociously.

The veins in the neck are climbing up.

"Hey! Jinjuro! Are you okay?" Several pillars looked at Purgatory Jinjuro very worriedly, feeling worried in their hearts.

"You guy...!" Minazuki Bai looked at Purgatory Jinjuro anxiously. He stood up and looked at him worriedly.

It was a little too impulsive!

Shuiwu Yuebai was extremely anxious.

Only Jiichiro looked at my wife Shancun with some doubts, and at the same time he looked at Minazuki Shiro who stood up with doubts.

After a while.

Purgatory Jinjuro was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Ha...ha..." Purgatory Jinjuro's back was soaked with sweat, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and dripped to the ground.

He slowly straightened up and tried to get up from the ground.

The muscles that were trembling just now suddenly became stronger now.

The field of vision in front of us is becoming clearer at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All the bones in his body suddenly exploded. He took two deep breaths in slight surprise, and then clenched his fists.

Creak...

"hiss--!"

After feeling the difference from his fist, Purgatory Jinjuro's chest rose and fell slightly. He took a deep breath and pulled out the wooden sword from his waist.

Uh-huh!

Then, he looked at the air in front of him with sharp eyes and quickly waved the wooden knife in his hand!

【One type·Shiranui】!

Uh-huh!

The figure of Purgatory Jinjuro turned into an afterimage and disappeared instantly!

Out of sight!

In the shocked eyes of all the pillars, Purgatory Jinjuro appeared at the door of the doctor's office almost instantly!

Uh-huh!

And he drew out a knife concisely and powerfully!

Then, he slowly sheathed the wooden sword and turned back to look at the other pillars with bright eyes.

At this moment, his golden and red hair was swaying slightly in the light of the sunset behind him, shining brightly.

The pupils, which were clearly backlit, seemed to be bursting with light at this moment.

At this moment, Purgatory Jinjuro has regained his composure.

At this time.

Snap.

A few meters behind Purgatory Jinjuro, the cloth originally used as a curtain in the doctor's office suddenly split neatly into two horizontally from the middle and slowly fell down.

All the pillars turned around blankly and looked at the blood container placed in front of them.

"please."

Shang Quannai smiled slightly and made an inviting gesture to several pillars.

…

…

the other side.

The sky is getting dusk and the sun is slowly setting.

In the wooden house.

A little light shines into the room along the cracks in the door panel of the wooden house, slightly illuminating the scene inside the house.

"...My brother, he is such a person."

"Gentle, kind, ambitious, a... great person who has always had the value of his own existence."

The man's voice slowly fell silent in the dim room.

He lowered his eyes and looked gently at his wife who was leaning on his shoulder and breathing evenly as she fell asleep.

He gently helped his wife to lie down in a comfortable position, and gently touched his wife's swollen belly.

He was looking tenderly at the child in his wife's belly.

Then, he slowly stood up, sat on the edge of the tatami, and put on his footbag.

Taking the piccolo with him, the man walked to the door and stuck a few rough iron rods firmly in the door. After confirming that they were strong, he returned to the tatami with confidence.

He lay on the tatami, took off his haori, covered it with the quilt, then got into the quilt and turned his head.

He reached out his hand and gently touched his lover's face.

The man looked at his wife's sleeping face, feeling a little sleepy in his heart.

This is the life he wants.

He has been in confinement since he was a child and has never had much contact with the outside world.

This also caused his heart to be calm and simple all the time, and he only yearned for the most ordinary and happy life.

Although it was very dark inside the house, it was extremely clear in the man's eyes.

At this time, the wife muttered something in a daze:

"Well...it's been...a long time since we took a walk together..."

"When the child...is born...we..."

"Three of us together..."

He was stunned for a moment, then held his wife's little hand and slowly closed his eyes.

"It's agreed."

"Um……"

In a dark room.

The man's other hand.

He clutched the piccolo wrapped in cloth tightly.

"must."

…

Outside the quiet cabin.

A path decorated with bamboos and flowers extends along the dense forest all the way to the bottom of the mountain.