Chapter 205: 205 20

The combination of a five-man group walking down the street - a girl, a mountain ambush middle-aged man, a youth samurai, a daughter-in-law in a swordsman, and a boy with a headscarf covering his head - caught the attention of somewhat different travellers.

Ayane was consciously trying to lean in tirelessly to walk. I also have the eyes of Kurosai and Kashishiro, but I decide not to care. Because we can travel together, and because we have limited time together, we try to sweeten and make memories while we can.

Burn the landscape that moves as you walk into your eyes, and at the same time be strongly aware of the tiredness next door and burn it to your soul.

"If it's a trip for two...... good for you"

Are tired people thinking the same thing, leaking pompously in a voice that sounds just like Ayane? When I hear that, Ayane is driven by the urge to take a tired hand.

I can't tell how much longer Ayane will be in there with me. Depends on your tired judgment. Either way, I know it's not that far. Fear and anger of irrational exile erode Ayane's heart, but I can't help it. An end is struck to the sweet, rotten life in that mansion, and an unexpected solo journey begins. Just thinking about it makes my chest snap.

"Now... let's just keep an eye on how good it is now..."

I promptly perceived that Ayane's heart was clouded, and Tired took Ayane's hand and told him.

I can see the changes in each other's emotions right away. You don't have to talk about anything or even look at your face. That kind of technique was applied the other day.

By interference in the truly culminating spiritual world of Shizuno's witchcraft, Tired and Ayane connect parts of each other's spirits. This is the first possible Shizuno depths with an agreement between the two sides, and we can feel each other's presence to some extent even when we are apart. That's the only consolation, but you can't make contact with life, and it must be goodbye.

"I don't know what you look like."

Kurosai is surprised to see Ayane and Tired walking hand in hand a little further forward. The aura of both joy and sadness is darker in color.

"Uh-oh, there was Yamakagashi. I'll get some!

Chiyo, who was walking behind the Dark Sai, raises his voice and goes to capture the snake who was twisting himself a little away from the street.

"Come on, get him, get him, get him."

Kurosai smiles bitterly at Midori, who quickly seizes and captures the head of the snake.

"We used to eat at home. Ooh. I used to eat everything I could already eat when I didn't make it. He was eating it chopped off his head."

Chiyo proudly lets you fly a snake in front of the Dark Says.

"No poison, no big snake, so let him go."

Kurosai tells us that this perception is a mistake. They used to think Yamakagashi had no poison, but it actually has a pretty strong bleeding poison.

"Oh, I caught you."

Pointing his mouth in dissatisfaction, Chiyo threw the snake in his hand vigorously.

"Shit, don't let that get away with it. The snake will be pathetic."

Dark Sai with a stroke of Chiyo's head.

"Was Chiyo a child of the people?"

"Yeah, but it's not going to work anymore, so they sold it to a mute."

To Chiyo, who openly replied so, the face of the Dark Sai clouded.

"I smell worse than my uncle, and he took me away, and I was about to be sold, and Oshiko helped me."

Chiyo's voice, speaking out loud, had also reached the tired ears he was walking away from, so he was surrounded by anxiety that he didn't know what to say.

"Was Shizuno surprisingly righteous?"

He makes a conscious voice so that Dark Sai sounds tired and laughs lavishly.

"Well, I'm tired."

Suddenly Chiyo raises her pity and scratches her legs.

"Hmm, I've been walking for a long time. Is it tough on children? Which"

Kurosai crouches in front of such a chiyo and stands up with a shoulder car.

"Ugh, expensive"

"I'll carry you till you get tired, so now you can save your leg strength. Better than that, you don't smell anymore. I've washed my clothes since then."

"No, no, no, no, my uncle stinks, not my clothes."

"Cancer."

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To Chiyo, who tells him without a nibble, Kurosai becomes the missing face between them.

"But daiji-bu. Because when Chiyo becomes a one-man sorcerer, I'll knit you a cure for your uncle's smell."

"Ha ha, that's good. Please."

In the wake of Chiyo's words of innocence, Kurosai laughs fundamentally.

And, beside those two, Kashishiro, who was walking at the rear of the line, passes early on, approaching the tiredness and Ayane, who is walking in front of him.

"Hmm. Are you going to talk"

Kurosai shrugs. I was nursing at a glance at what Kashiro was going to do.

"I'm sorry, Ayane Hall. May I borrow Shizuno?"

"Yes."

To Kanshiro, who has an unpleasant atmosphere, Ayane moves away from tiredness in suspicion, loosening her steps and taking her distance.

"What can I do for you…"

Tired asks when he sees Kashishiro, the face he comes up with, lined next to him in a way that replaces Ayane.

"Let me put it straight in. The awkward want to be immortal, just like Shizuno."

Xiangshiro's words clouded his tired expression under his headscarf.

"The awkward have already felt their limits on themselves. In the fight against Shizuno the other day, I felt extra pain. Fifty or sixty, even with a man's life. There is no way that an awkward person can cross Shizuno Hall in the meantime. No... the contradiction between the moves you want to refine over the years, even if you don't cross them, and the knowledge and experience you have built up, that they are all lost with old age. The awkward can't stand this."

In all my time, I understood the logic and appeal told by Kashishiro. Same idea. The paradox that what is gained over time cannot be harnessed by a life that has passed over time but is therefore limited. Perseverance in youth. Tired also stopped his growth and old age because he had the idea.

But on the other hand, I feel tired that they will not be wasted by letting others inherit them. Even if you say that, Kajiro won't listen to you.

"Let me be honest with you. Awkward people are jealous of Shizuno. The lives of the awkward are limitless, but those of the awkward are limitless. I'm not convinced. Because death comes equally, fear of death soothes, and you give up. When everyone dies, they will give up from the beginning, as the absolute law of the world. Nonetheless, those who can meet the law of immortality and live indefinitely. Those who can leave death, etc., are not in this world, etc.!

Kanshiro gradually gets irritated.

"How many deceased must die of old age in the first place! Why! Over the years, people learn a lot and are brushed against themselves, but at the same time they get old and weakened. I can't use the power I've honed myself with. The time given is too short! I want to live my eternal time and get the most out of it, just like they do! I want to see and know how the world has changed! We don't have too much time to polarize the magician's path! It also makes sense that the Lord, who has infinite life, is not awkward! Awkward will never be better than that!

"You can't..."

Hanshiro, who was so excited, said quietly, but so tired. It was obvious that Kashiro wanted to see the art of immortality more than he did.

"Immortality… also known as the life that has passed between us… is a substitute for the unjust exactly what they say"

I knew before I told you that Hanshiro would not listen no matter how much I was tired, but I nevertheless had to tell you. This is the truth.

"There are several ways to stop the aging of the flesh… Actually, even if it's so difficult... no. But it's impossible to prevent mental ageing, no matter what the technique..."

"Old spirits?

"Depending on people...... there is a huge difference, but people age and decay with time, not only their bodies but also their minds...... So people will die and be reborn. Because if you are reincarnated, you will lose your memory and your mind will become even more. By repeating reincarnation, the soul seems to be... growing though. Whoever can truly become the possessor of eternal life is without this old heart...... That is not an area that can be managed by surgery. The righteousness of the soul born with it… No, there is also the theory that one with an old soul who has grown to a level where reincarnation is repeated…"

He listened to the tired story behind him, and also heard Kurosai and Ayane standing up. Ayane was already a story taught and known more than tired, but from Kurosai it was a very interesting story.

"Either way, you have to be special... you can't. Me and Ayane were that special...... Chiyo too...... right. That's why I made him an apprentice."

"They say you're special and you can't do it without them."

Kajiro smiles distorted. There was even a light of anger and hatred in my eyes.

(The right guard denies it, this person wants it so badly...)

Exhales heavily. Tired of its appropriateness is not always discernible. Some people don't know. But if you do, you do. At least I know Kashishiro doesn't have that.

"Well... there is a personal difference for the old of mind to come, so if you stop the old of the flesh... let's live longer than usual... If you don't mind, I'll teach you the technique."

"Absolutely!"

Kashiro stopped, kneeling and hands on the ground and pleading.

Tired never forgot about this time. If I had resolutely rejected it at this time, the future would have changed dramatically. Kashiro would have kept his time in prison, and he would not have suffered and died more than usual.

But if tiredness had refused at this time, neither would he that inherited his will have appeared.

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