Unknowingly, it was almost the end of the year.
On the streets outside, there was a lively atmosphere. It seemed that everyone who passed by was looking forward to the arrival of the new year. The faces of the passersby, who used to be numb and indifferent, also had a long-lost smile on them.
Even when the end of the year was approaching, Ryuga still stayed at home alone.
The curtains were tightly fixed on the windowsill, not allowing a trace of sunlight to shine in. The furniture and appliances were as cold as ever. If it weren't for Ryuga in the room, it would be enough to make people wonder if this was a finished product that hadn't been sold yet.
Ryuga sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a palm-sized comic book in his hand. He was reading it very carefully. His eyes moved quickly on the book, quickly flipping it every one or two seconds.
He was reading very carefully. Now that his dynamic vision and nerve reaction speed had been greatly improved, his reading speed had also become much faster. It could be said that he was reading ten lines at a time. He only turned the page every one or two seconds. This was already because he was reading very seriously.
Ryuga didn't like reading.
To be precise, he didn't have feelings. Although he knew the concept of hobby, he had never understood the essence of this thing. The reason why he read books was that he wanted to see more about the exploration of human nature and the description of feelings.
And to sort out the emotional changes of the characters in the book.
In order to make their manga as emotional as possible, manga artists would often depict the characters in their books as being sentimental and righteous. Even the villains would have moving obsessions and pursuits.
Although many of the plots couldn't stand up to scrutiny, Ryuga never read comics for the sake of the plot. He just wanted to see more passionate feelings.
"However, although the feelings in comic books are very passionate, those kinds of feelings in reality are too rare …"
Human nature was a very complicated thing. No one knew what the person in front of you was thinking or what they were going to do in the next second. Therefore, people in reality were often complicated and unpredictable.
Comics, on the other hand, made all human nature into faces. Most of the protagonists had similar hot-blooded and gentle personalities, while the villains always had deep difficulties. This way, the readers could understand more and quickly empathize with them.
Most importantly, the plot design of the characters with faces was very simple, which made it easy for manga artists to be lazy.
In view of this, fantasy and reality were ultimately different.
Two minutes later.
Ryuga put down the manga in her hand.
Siblings like Saomon Tanjiro and Mi Douzi from the Kitchen Sect were too rare in reality.
But it was also because of this that such feelings were so precious and worthy of Ryuga's help.
"New Year's … seems to be quite lively, but it has nothing to do with me."
Not to mention that he was not interested in these festivals in the first place, even if he had turned into a ghost, he would not go out in the middle of the day.
Although he still looked like a human and was no different from before, it was actually because he had drunk enough blood from the Dancing Ghost Ghost, which allowed him to skip the level of a normal ghost and a mutated ghost, directly reaching the level of a lower level. Therefore, his appearance did not change much.
If necessary, he could transform into an Alien with a thick waist. However, he had long been used to his own body, and he would easily be ostracized by human society if he became like that, so he didn't transform into that.
However, even though Ryuga had such thoughts, that night …
"Happy New Year!"
Just after 12 o 'clock, [Yin-yang Form] once again appeared in his apartment with a happy smile on her face and sent her blessings to Ryuga.
"Do you need something from me?"
Ryuga looked at her indifferently, then continued to practice his swordsmanship over and over again in the living room.
Although he had basically finished sorting out the ten styles of swordsmanship, it was not without flaws, and his proficiency in the swordsmanship was not very high, so he still needed to practice and improve further.
Therefore, he had been practicing swordsmanship at home for more than ten days.
"Can I only look for you when I need something?"
[Yin-yang Form] sighed, every time she chatted with Ryuga, Ryuga would always end the conversation. The other party's appearance was very stubborn, and he really did not know how to be humorous.
This made her intention of teaching Ryuga to understand beautiful things very frustrated, and she always felt that she did not know how to get along with him.
Even if she was omniscient and omnipotent, even if she had existed for god knows how many years, this kind of behavior itself was like taking care of a child, without any experience, no matter how much she knew, there was no way she could easily learn. Not to mention, her omniscience and omnipotence could not be used much on Ryuga.
"I'm just here to celebrate the New Year with you."
[Yin-yang Form] regained her confidence and said to Ryuga.
"… I don't need to celebrate the New Year."
Ryuga thought that [Yin-yang Form] would only appear in front of him when there was something important, but he did not expect her to be so simple, which made him have the illusion that her value had subtly become cheap.
"If there's something you need, you can tell me. If there's nothing else, please go back."
In all fairness, Ryuga naturally wanted to obtain more information from her, but after meeting her a few times, Ryuga felt that she was the type of person who would answer if she could, but would not answer if she needed to hide something. Coincidentally, what he wanted to know from her was the topic that she had always avoided talking about.
In this case, there was no difference whether or not [Yin-yang Form] met or not.
"You … Fine, then I order you to come with me to the shrine to worship."
Because she could peek into Ryuga's heart, [Yin-yang Form] was once again subdued by Ryuga's behavior and logic. She had no choice but to give him a forceful order.
"Okay."
Ryuga looked at her, and then indifferently agreed.
However, he had agreed so readily that it highlighted that he did not care about it in his heart. It made the [Two Rituals] feel a strong sense of frustration, and it made her feel powerless that 'this child was really troublesome to take care of'.
After countless years, this was the first time she became a mother, and the result was a complete failure.
…
At two o 'clock in the morning, Ryuga followed [Yin-yang Form] to a shrine in the north of the city to worship.
It was now winter, especially in the early hours of the morning. The cold wind was whistling like a death sentence, blowing past the two of them, bringing with it a strong wind that seemed to have gone crazy.
There was no one in the shrine, and even the witch who was in charge of drawing lots and making wishes could not come out to greet guests at this time.
So, [Yin-yang Form] walked slowly to the offering box and looked at Ryuga with a smile on her face that was no different from the witch welcoming guests.
"Let me be the witch for a while, Ryuga. Now you can make a wish."
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