Even though they were here to pay their respects together, she somehow played the role of a witch.
"Don't look at me like this. I'm very good at playing the witch, and I've done it many times before."
[Yin-yang Style] raised her head and puffed out her chest, showing an 'I'm very experienced, you don't have to worry at all' expression.
With her appearance as a young girl, it was inevitable that she gave off a delicate feeling, and her appearance was indeed very outstanding. Although she looked exactly the same as the Yin-yang Style, she had a soft feeling that was completely different from the Yin-yang Style.
However, Ryuga was still unmoved. He quietly walked up to the offering box, put a coin into it, put his hands together, clapped twice, and made a wish according to [Yin-yang Style]'s expectation.
"What did you wish for?"
[Yin-yang Style] asked Kieran expectantly.
"Can't you read my thoughts? Why are you asking me? "
Ryuga glanced at her indifferently, not a single emotion could be seen on his face.
"In order to maintain the anticipation of this moment, I purposely turned off my omniscient and omnipotent power."
[Yin-yang Style] explained, "Now, other than my consciousness occupying the surface layer, I don't use any power on my body, and this body is just a Style body."
At the next moment, as if to prove what she said, a cold wind whistled at the same time —
"Achoo!"
[Yin-yang Style] shuddered and sneezed softly, giving off an inexplicably cute feeling.
"Nothing special."
Ryuga glanced at her and casually erased the question in his mind, "If I kill her now, can she be revived?", and then spoke.
"It's just a wish of 'peace in the future'."
It was a very common wish. Out of ten people who came to pay their respects, nine of them would make such a wish.
[Yin-yang Style] rubbed her nose and frowned, as if she was a little affected by the sneeze just now. Then, she recovered her omniscient and omnipotent power, and Ryuga's thoughts uncontrollably poured into her mind.
Ryuga didn't lie, which made [Yin-yang Style] feel a little happy, even if she knew that he wouldn't lie to her, but compared to his previous state, this was enough to make her happy … She felt a little humble, what was going on?
"Then write your wish on the board and hang it up."
[Yin-yang Style] expelled the strange feeling in her heart, then took out a wooden board and an oil pen out of nowhere, and handed to Ryuga. After Ryuga wrote his wish on the wooden board, she hung it on the board at the side.
"This is a good start, Ryuga."
[Yin-yang Style] collected her thoughts and showed a gentle motherly smile to Ryuga again.
Ryuga didn't say anything.
…
New Year passed quickly.
Other than being called out by [Yin-yang Style] once, Ryuga didn't see anyone else. During the lively New Year, Ryuga still stayed at home alone, practicing swordsmanship, sleeping, reading … It was a very regular and boring New Year.
He didn't feel lonely, nor did he feel bored because of this. He was indifferent to feelings, so he never felt lonely because of being alone, and he never felt depressed because of the boredom of life.
Two days after New Year.
On the night of January 3rd, Ryuga went out again.
It wasn't for any special reason, but just to prepare for the next [World Travel].
Many of the materials he had prepared for the last time had been consumed in the world of [Ghost Vanquishing Blade], so he had to go out to purchase them. Otherwise, if he encountered a world with an extremely backward civilization next time, it would be very inconvenient.
At night.
Because many shops were closed, Ryuga went to a few more shops and took a longer route.
When returning to the apartment, Ryuga took a shortcut and walked in the direction of the apartment through the residential area.
However, on the way back, Ryuga met an acquaintance again.
A young girl wearing a kimono with a red leather jacket was leisurely strolling in the alleyway. Her hands were in her pockets, and her long hair covered her ears and hung down naturally. She gave people a sense of handsomeness that transcended gender.
The two met unexpectedly in the alley, and the moment their eyes met, they stopped together.
This scene was so similar to the first time they met.
"Oh! Isn't this my little brother? "
After Yin-yang saw Ryuga, a teasing smile immediately appeared on his face, and his expression was very straightforward, giving the impression of a sunny young man.
In the beginning, in order to obtain information, Ryuga lied to Heitonggan about the identity of Yin-yang's little brother, but now it became a topic for the other party to tease Ryuga.
"Aren't you afraid of being targeted again?"
Ryuga carried his backpack, and his gaze converged on Yin-yang's body. His gaze moved around her body, "Yin-yang's family is really too trusting of you."
"I've been through a lot of assassinations in my life, but I don't see anything wrong with me."
Yin-yang shrugged helplessly, and his expression became a little depressed, "But when these words come from your mouth, it always gives people a feeling of having to believe it."
After all, Ryuga's assassination was the first time so far that he almost succeeded … But the reason why his assassination failed, until now, Yin-yang's family had no idea what it was.
Ryuga didn't care about this at all. If it weren't for the fact that Yin-yang was the carrier of [Yin-yang's Style] and he wanted to maintain a good relationship with the other party, then he didn't even intend to say a word to her.
Her voice was a little hoarse, a bit like having a cold. If you look closely, you can see the tip of her reddish nose.
Ryuga glanced at her clothes that were not cool, but also not thick. He silently wondered if she didn't have any awareness of her physical condition.
However, Ryuga didn't intend to care about her.
With [Yin-yang's Style] in her body, even if the rest of the people on this planet died, she would never die. With her special nature, Ryuga didn't have to care about her at all.
Thinking of [Yin-yang's Style], Ryuga suddenly remembered.
In the early morning of the New Year, in such a cold weather, [Yin-yang's Style] seemed to have turned off its omniscient and omnipotent ability once, and then it sneezed … Only two days had passed. She was afraid that she had already caught a cold at the beginning of the New Year. This was her own trap.
"The two over there, are you interested in coming to my old woman's shop to do a divination?"
While the two of them were still standing still, from the depths of the alley, the voice of an old woman, whose speech was not very clear, suddenly came out. It sounded like she was trying to attract customers.
Ryuga and Yin-yang's Style looked at the depths of the alley together.
Yin-yang's hand in his pocket had already grasped the short knife in his sleeve.
Ryuga also silently gathered the magic in his body. As long as he thought about it, he could remove the spirit of his He Dao and materialize it in his hand.
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