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As the hostess, Amane Shiki's eyes couldn't help but look a little strange.

"You are a guest, Mr. Gafan. Please try the jade dew tea brewed by my good wife. I hope it suits your taste."

Ubuyashiki Yōya picked up the warm teacup, took the first sip, and said with a slight smile.

"If you're not used to tea, I can ask my daughter to bring you a pot of sake."

"Thank you, but I don't need the wine. I don't smoke or drink."

Gafan shrugged and said politely.

Although he doesn't drink much tea, he always uses healthy cold drinks to entertain guests at home.

But this cup of tea does taste quite refreshing, at least better than the iced black tea that costs three yuan and a half a bottle... I'll try to see if I can get a few bags of tea later, and I can brew it when I have time. The system drinks.

"Gafan, this drink tastes so bland."

Sitting next to him, System Bar frowned and said dissatisfied.

"This is not a drink, this is tea."

Speechlessly touching the other person's head, Gafan thought that he might as well drink it for himself.

After all, this little guy seems to drink tea as if it were a cold drink, a waste.

"Tch, that's almost it. It's all for drinking anyway."

The system rolled its eyes without giving any face.

But he didn't put down the tea cup. Instead, he just held it in his little hand and continued to sip the still hot tea. He also took out a slime bun and took a bite from time to time.

Leaning on the person next to her, her slender legs wrapped in student pantyhose stretched out, and her two little feet kept swaying, looking very leisurely.

He didn't even care that this was someone else's house.

And this kind of behavior also made the two little girls who were as beautiful and delicate as dolls sitting on both sides of Ubuyashiki Yoshiya couldn't help but glance at her secretly from time to time.

After all, for those who have received strict etiquette education since childhood, they really can't understand why the system can be so indifferent on such occasions.

"Huh? Are you hungry?"

After the magician took out a blanket out of thin air and casually covered the system's body, Gafan also paid attention to the sight of the two little girls.

But they mistakenly thought they were looking at the slime buns in the system's mouth.

"Here, here, you're welcome."

Gafan once again followed the magician and took out two steaming buns out of thin air and handed them over with a smile.

He is quite happy to take care of children.

This move also made the two little girls, who were twins, stunned for a moment. They no longer maintained their delicate smiles like dolls, and showed a rare expression of cuteness that suited their age.

The two little guys looked down stupidly at the strange steamed buns in their hands.

Then he coincidentally looked at his father beside him blankly.

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya has long since lost his eyesight due to the increasingly serious bloodline curse, but he can still tell what happened from the scent that reaches his nose and the other person's words just now.

He raised his hand and touched the head of his daughter beside him, and chuckled.

"Hinai, Rika, remember to say thank you."

"...Well, thank you Mr. Gafan."

Watching the two little guys eat the steamed buns in a quiet manner, their cheeks became a little bulging because they chewed slowly, just like two little hamsters eating quietly.

Gafan's smile couldn't help but become gentler.

"Mr. Yaoya, your daughter is very cute."

"Thank you, I'm glad to hear you say that."

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya smiled and said that from beginning to end, he could not see any sense of inhuman seriousness due to his high position.

Rather, the rhythm of his voice and movements has always been able to make others feel comfortable and relaxed.

This situation is described in modern language as so-called "pink noise".

This is the ability of people who can drive the masses

And in fact, Gafan does have a better impression of the other party now than when they first met.

He just doesn't know why, but the other party's voice always seems to make his ears feel itchy?

Gafan resisted the rude behavior of scratching his ears with his fingers, thinking this in his mind.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Yoya, how are you feeling now?"

"Well, it's getting better... Can you tell me how on earth this was done?"

Mentioning this matter, Uyashiki Yoya couldn't help but subconsciously touched his face.

All the bandages wrapped around it have been removed, and the severe pain in the lungs has been relieved a lot, and the fatigue in various parts of the body has also subsided a lot.

The meaning contained in this made the lord, the ninety-seventh generation of the Demon Slayer Corps, unable to stop his fingertips from trembling slightly.

The Ubuyashiki family he represents has a thousand-year grudge against Muzan, the ancestor of ghosts.

And because they are related by blood, after Oniitsuji Muzan turned into a ghost, their clan also received a strange curse, so that men had to marry a woman who was a priest in order to survive. Come down.

But even so, the men of their clan still cannot live to the age of thirty.

This desperate situation has lasted for thousands of years.

Other than completely eradicating the only "stain" in their family's bloodline, the heads of the Ubuyashiki family in the past generations could not think of any solution.

But today, this situation has been broken.

And the reason...

It was just that Ubuyashiki Yōya was currently wearing a pendant around his neck that looked unattractive, as if it had been casually carved from randomly picked wood.

His body is recovering, albeit slowly...

But he is indeed slowly recovering his precious health.

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya, whose eyes were still blind, rarely had a complicated expression on his face.

The hand gently rubbed the wooden pendant, as if trying to determine its general shape and appearance through touch.

"This... is really amazing."

He murmured softly.

Gafan, on the other hand, looked at the slime steamed bun pendant made by his own Qiannu, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

He muttered to himself subconsciously as well.

"This thing actually works."

Chapter 209: The Straight Man

A pair of dim eyes looked at the direction where someone had left.

Ubuyashiki Yoya sighed softly.

"This is truly a magical guest."

He turned his head to look at his wife, his expression as gentle as ever: "This Mr. Gafan should be the one Xing Julang once told me about."

"Husband...have you really started to feel better?"

The guests had left, and the perfect and decent smile on Ubuyashiki Amane's face gradually disappeared, turning to a worried look.

She helped her husband stand up from the wooden floor of the dojo, her movements gentle and careful.

"If it was forced, I would have to take you to rest now."

"It doesn't matter, my physical condition is really starting to get easier."

Ubuyashiki Yōya shook his head, then looked down at the round-shaped pendants in his hands.

Although he still couldn't see it, he could definitely see the existence called "hope" in his eyes.

It was these crudely made gadgets that solved the curse that had plagued the Ubuyashiki family for thousands of years. Even though it still seemed incurable, it was enough.

"This is really no thank you enough." Ubuyashiki Yōya sighed, "Although Mr. Gafan said it was a thank you gift for helping take care of Tokito's child, in fact I didn't do it What, Shitou is a hard-working kid."

"Husband, do you think that gentleman is really Shitou's elder?"

"It's most likely yes. After all, when Yushiro told me about Gafan, he said that he had mentioned the name of Enichi Tsikuni...the swordsman from hundreds of years ago."

Ubuyashiki Yōya said softly.

"This is such a big world, full of wonders."

...

at the same time.

Gafan, who had already left the mansion in a wheelchair, looked at the red dots on the virtual panel with a puzzled look.

"I used to think that the other lost person was at the Demon Slayer's base camp, but now it seems that's not the case...it's still a bit far away."

He touched his nose, as he did when he was thinking.

At this moment, Gafan suddenly felt as if someone was tugging at the corner of his clothes.

"Brother Gafan...thank you for curing my lord's illness."

Muichiro Tokitoru whispered, pursing his lips. He seemed very happy, but he didn't know how to express his good mood.

So, a big warm hand was placed on his head and touched it gently.

"That's right. He saved you and I helped you cure him. It's fair."

Gafan smiled: "And I can see that Mr. Yaoya is indeed a very good person, so even if I don't have your relationship, I will be happy to help him."

Although the Lord of the Demon Slayer Squad is not sick at all, but there is really a so-called curse in his blood.

This made him a little confused about what the world was like.

You know, thousands of years ago in the original work, this was a normal and normal world, until a doctor was rescuing a patient and cured him into the immortal ancestor of ghosts.

So the style of the world began to shift towards thrillers.

Then hundreds of years later, another man with flame markings on his forehead was born and grew up. He single-handedly turned the thriller into a martial arts film, making it possible to break rocks and iron with cold weapons. It's all about fantasy again.

And this is not over yet, because a guy who passively traveled through the body has done something even more outrageous than in the original work——

Following Guoyuan, I went to a different world.

So, now, the upper limit of the world is reached.

It was truly forced to rise.

"By the way, does magic exist in this world?"

Gafan showed a speechless expression of reminiscence.

"Back then, that guy from Yuanyi, it seemed that based on my observation of my "energy-absorbing cells," I came up with a lot of gadgets that could "photosynthesize" and directly absorb magic power. It was like Xiu... Uh, no, right?"

He kept mumbling to himself, and suddenly thought of an old-fashioned possibility, and couldn't help showing a rather strange expression.

"Hoshitoru...have you ever heard of spiritual energy recovery?"

"ha?"

Muichiro Tokitoru was stunned, with a cute expression on his face indicating that he didn't understand what you were talking about.

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Gafan deliberately coughed twice with an embarrassed look on his face. Just when he was about to say something else to change the subject, he suddenly noticed that something seemed to be missing from the wheelchair being pushed by the other party.

He silently looked at the black suitcase on the wheelchair that seemed to have been accidentally left behind.

After a long silence.

"Where's Kirilenko?"

"Ah, gone."

Muichiro Tokitoru stared blankly at the wheelchair, which was indeed missing something, his mint green eyes full of doubts.

"When did I not notice it?"