From Demon Slayer Randomly Starts Great World

In a dark and closed environment, Miyamoto felt that this scene seemed a little familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had seen it.

“Shinobu, are you there?” Miyamoto knocked on the box and asked.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response.

Miyamoto Shin is a little anxious, in case this guy doesn’t look at the box and is accidentally opened by someone else, then won’t he have to face a sunbath?

The thought of the sun’s restraint on the ghost made his hair explode.

But at this moment, suddenly came the voice of the butterfly: “I asked eight times in only ten minutes, even if I am not tired to death, I will be annoyed by you!” ”

Miyamoto smiled awkwardly.

This is not to blame him, the environment is too dark, he is easy to get nervous in this closed environment, and he forgets when he is nervous.

The butterfly was slow to move, and coupled with carrying a wooden box, he did not faintly see the outline of the town until the evening.

It wasn’t until it was completely dark and there was no more light in sight, that Butterfly Shinobu put down the wooden box that had been carrying for a day and released Miyamoto Shin from inside.

Fresh air flowed into the wooden box, and Miyamoto rubbed his eyes and crawled out of the box with a tired face.

I don’t know why, I obviously slept in the box for almost a day, but I woke up still tired, like I couldn’t sleep enough.

“I’m so hungry, Xiao Shinobu, is there anything to eat.” Miyamoto rubbed his eyes and snorted as he spoke.

It is obviously a ghost horn and a beast pupil, but he does not feel the tyrannical breath of the ghost at all, but has the illusion of a small beast waiting to be fed.

Butterfly Shinobu asked with some hesitation: “Can you eat normal people’s food?” ”

Miyamoto scratched his head: “I don’t know, or … Get your feet wet? ”

From the udon noodles last night until now, he has not eaten any food, and his stomach has long been grumbling with hunger.

Butterfly nodded, and suddenly remembered something, took out a demon mask that covered half of his face from his arms and handed it over: “Bring this thing, don’t scare people.” ”

Miyamoto snorted and took the mask and put it on, he also knew that his current face might be a little scary, it was better to cover it.

After deciding on their destination, the two set off at the end of the town, which is very large and full of modern feel.

The streets are bustling with people, either with their families or with their significant other.

Miyamoto shrugged his nose in the crowd, and after a sleep, he noticed that the smell of food emanating from humans was actually weaker.

Probably reduced from staple food to snack level.

In addition, the twenty-centimeter ghost horn on the forehead also gradually shrank to about ten centimeters during sleep, which is not particularly eye-catching.

The two walked around the stalls along the crowd, and Miyamoto finally found a craving for food from the barbecue stall.

It’s meat!

The meat of domestic animals was equally attractive to him.

However, it is not cooked meat.

It’s raw meat that is not cooked on the side.

Miyamoto still chose cooked meat because he knew that this body could not be used to it.

Only by training his stomach to be accustomed to cooked meat can he return to normal life.

This eating lasted for a full three hours, until Butterfly Shinobu turned dark and shook his empty money bag, and Miyamoto Shin realized that he had eaten a little too much.

But for some reason, the stomach actually did not rise and fall at all, as if there was a different dimensional space in the stomach.

“When I go back, I must let my sister compensate me!” Butterfly Shinobu withdrew his empty wallet and huffed at the boy with bulging cheeks on the side.

Maybe she has a memory of knowing each other, maybe it is her sister’s transfer before leaving, maybe it is related to the boy’s still kind personality when he becomes a ghost, in short, she does not treat the boy in front of her as a ghost.

Miyamoto Shinobu heard Butterfly Shinobu’s complaint, and immediately grimaced at her: “Butterfly Shinobu, really petty, slightly-” The boy with the mask really has a little monster feeling.

The butterfly snorted coldly and did not fight with him.

I don’t know when she gradually got used to tolerance, which is not enduring, but a harmonious mode of getting along.

Because she gradually understood that the childishness in Miyamoto Shin is not the naivety that normal people will fade in their growth, but the pathology that continues to worsen with growth.

“Do you want to eat sugar gourds!” The half-cut sugar gourd in Miyamoto’s hand poked at the package wrapped in white haori.

Yuwuza shouted angrily, “Don’t touch me! ”

Miyamoto pouted, and had no intention of continuing to talk to Yuzuza, this guy just waited until he returned to the butterfly house and handed it to Kanae.

Torture to extract a confession or something, it is not suitable for him.

Then again, Kanae doesn’t seem to be very suitable for torture to extract confessions, right?

Miyamoto swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at the sulking butterfly Shinobu on the side, wondering if this guy would have the potential to do this?

Probably…… No, right?

After dinner, the two decided to continue their journey at night, and if they were faster, they would probably reach the butterfly house in the early hours of the morning.

On the way, Miyamoto Shin suddenly noticed that the butterfly ninja’s physical strength was declining sharply.

After a little thought, you will understand that the butterfly Shinobu carries a large wooden box containing itself during the day, and the weight must not be light, and it must be more laborious than the usual rush.

So Miyamoto stopped and said, “I’ll carry you, you’ve been carrying me for so long during the day.” ”

Butterfly Shinobu did not immediately refuse, but lowered his head and measured the height of both sides.

Miyamoto Shin stood up straight and only reached her shoulder position, just to make up for the posture of her back, she wanted to refuse.

Carrying a person who is much taller than yourself, it is difficult to master the balance alone, right?

But before she could refuse, Miyamoto Shin had already bent down and signaled her to hurry up.

At this time, Butterfly Shinobu was indeed very tired, and Miyamoto’s action was like handing a pillow to a sleepy person, which was simply the right service.

So she no longer refused, held the boy’s shoulders with both hands, and directly lay on her stomach, deforming the headlights that had entered a period of rapid development.

Shin Miyamoto simulated the sound of a train from his mouth:

“Miyamoto is dispatched! Whew-”

PS: I posted two chapters yesterday morning, and it’s been more than thirty hours this afternoon, so some people feel like I’m a pigeon, but I don’t really have a pigeon.

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