The day when I was favored by my brothers

who is it?

Full of anger, the dead-headed boy was turned over with a disgraced face.

The kind that you turn with your feet.

The harm‌is not great, but the insult‌is extremely powerful.

Tong Mo's colorful crystal eyes finally fixed on the smiling silver-haired boy above his sight.

The boy's appearance is quite normal, his facial features are regular, and he can even be called handsome and lovable. In daily life, he looks like a well-behaved child. His smile is also quite "gentle and warm". You can tell at a glance that it comes from the heart.

smile.

However... there were two quite obvious suture scars on his cheeks, which were quite characteristic of his. At this moment, his face was full of interest, and he was looking at him with a serious look on his face.

...There is no trace of humanity at all.

In other words, the creature standing in front of him was some kind of unknown "thing".

In a sense, there is something even scarier than Oniibutsuji Muzan.

"Eh?"

The silver-haired boy's expression changed and he put on a harmless smile, as if he had just discovered that he could move. He exclaimed with surprise on his face: "Are you still alive? It's so amazing."

Tong Mo was certain and certain that the thing in front of him had definitely discovered that he was still "alive" from the beginning, but it was just out of character and deliberately acted like he suddenly realized it.

As for why we can be so sure...

The "young man" in front of him had such a bad character, and he was quite similar to his real self. Tong Mo couldn't be sure of this.

"However, a normal human being can never survive with only one head, right? Now, who are you?" The silver-haired boy squatted down and carefully observed the polish on his face.

He even stretched out his fingers without hesitation, inserted his fingers into the bloody cross section of his neck, and started [stirring].

Even if he doesn't feel much pain at this moment, or he has long been numb to the concept of "pain", Tong Mo still feels offended at this moment.

He originally thought that he had long lost the concept of emotions.

But... once Tong Mo, who usually only spreads his wings in other people's minefields, was stepped on by others again and again, the angry emotions in his heart actually trickled from the beginning to intensified later.

The first quarter of the twelve ghost moons was so deflated, this is really...

"Let me tell you, this kind gentleman." Tong Mo said with a stiff, awkward but polite smile on his face: "It's really rude to do this kind of thing when we first meet."

"This kind of move" refers specifically to the excessive move of inserting your fingers into someone's cut throat as if you want to dig out his esophagus.

Speaking of which, if the trachea was cut open at the same time, how did he make the sound at this moment?

"Ah, is this kind of behavior very rude? I'm really sorry, I don't really understand."

In a second, a strand of hair was grabbed from the back of Momomo's head, lifted up and shook.

The young man said he was sorry, but he didn't seem to mean any apology at all. He just looked at him and smiled and said, "I don't quite understand these complicated human etiquette."

Tong Mo: "..."

He is really openly admitting the fact that he is not human at all times, inside and outside, this guy.

It is almost completely different from Boss Ren who forcibly pretends to be a human being and attempts to integrate into the human world.

"And, having said that, you are not a human being, are you?" The silver-haired boy held his chin: "Although you are not a curse spirit, I can clearly detect the smell of the same kind from your body, which is rotten and dirty.

The smell of external collapse and decay.”

"No human being can live well after losing his head. Who are you?"

"In human terms, should I be a ghost?"

However, as far as we know, it is impossible for a ghost to continue to live after having his head cut off.

The consciousness is still there, but the limbs and torso have no intention of regenerating, and even the vampire spell cannot release it.

Today's Tong Mo doesn't even understand what he is.

"A ghost?" The silver-haired boy touched his chin and lifted the child up to eye level with him: "I understand, it's the same as the ghosts and monsters in the ghost stories spoken by humans, right? You are the legendary monster called

A headless monster? Can't you find your head in your body? How pitiful."

"...No." Tong Mo could not help but sigh at this guy's fantastic ideas.

"Eh-then you are really difficult to understand."

Tong Mo's face was full of doubts about life, and he was held in the hands of the devil with great interest for a while. Suddenly, he noticed that his vision went dark, and it seemed that something was covering his mouth, which could make sounds.

It was also sealed tightly.

"Oh, who's here?"

In the darkness, the voice of the silver-haired boy came from the side: "Don't make a sound. Of course, if you want to make a sound, it should be quite difficult to do so."

Tong Mo: "..."

At this moment, he finally understood a little bit why his daily colleagues, especially Yi Wo Zuo, were so angry with him that he was almost dying of anger.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, my name... in human terms is this, right? It's a real person."

Xiao Mo followed the breath of the dead man who claimed to be his brother all the way, and finally stopped in front of a smiling silver-haired young man on the side of the road.

She already has too many Mimi characters, but unfortunately there are not many normal ones.

Except brother Xia Youjie.

Therefore, at this moment, Xiao Mo remained extremely vigilant and stepped closer to the young man facing him.

...The strange thing is that she couldn't feel the slightest bit of human breath from the young man's body, or maybe...it was deliberately hidden by him.

Under normal circumstances, no one in the world should be able to do it, right?

"H-Hello?" Xiao Mo tilted his head and said tentatively.

"Well, hello."

The silver-haired boy was wearing simple casual clothes, and he looked like a harmless boy next door. If Tong Mo could see right now, he would definitely be able to keenly notice that the scars on his face have disappeared.

Already.

After all, changing the shape of the soul is very easy for a real person.

When the shape of the soul changes, the shape of his penis will also change.

"Um, I wonder if you didn't notice what just fell from the sky?" Xiao Mo gestured: "It's about as big as a ball."

Tong Mo: "..."

No, my lovely sister is no longer just like a ball. Your dear brother has just been kicked around on the ground like a ball.

"Really? Such a big sphere?" The real person tilted his head, as if thinking hard, with an apologetic look on his back, and smiled shyly at Xiao Mo: "Sorry, I didn't notice it."

The acting is extremely natural and simply amazing.

Such a kind attitude even gave Xiao Mo the illusion that the young man standing in front of her was actually a good person.

However, the guy who wanders around in such a remote place in the middle of the night is probably not a normal human being, right?

"Why would a girl of your age be out looking for something alone so late at night?"

Just as Xiaomo was thinking, the real person's rhetorical question made her freeze on the spot.

this……

How should she find a suitable person for this? Because there is a Youth High School Discipline Committee Chairman on the roof of the building. He couldn't stand that head, so he knocked it away with a kid, but he couldn't let that head disturb people or even scare people.

She was colluding with some passing villain, so she could only quietly pick up the head without disturbing brother Xia Youjie and the others?

So Xiao Mo stiffly made up an excuse: "I, I'm hungry, I want to buy cup noodles."

"This area is so remote, there are no vending machines or convenience stores, right?"

"...This is because the place where I live is relatively remote. Well, I am heading to the nearest 24-hour convenience store."

"Is this?" The real person countered General Yijun: "What happened to that ball?"

"At home, my brother is not sensible."

Chairman Hibari Kyouya is indeed not very sensible.

"He threw the ball. I'll buy some cup noodles and go out to find them."

Xiao Mo felt that the reason she made up was absolutely perfect, and she was worthy of it.

Tong Mo, who was bored: "..."

His sister was still as cute and upright as ever, without any scheming and wouldn't lie, so he felt relieved.

The real person's expression was half-smiling: "Sister, this little brother, you have really worked hard for me."

Xiao Mo: "...it's not hard, it should be."

But come to think of it, why did her heart start to tingle when the boy in front of her called her sister? It was exactly the same as the feeling she had when she was called sister by Tong Mo.

"Here, how about I help you look for it?"

"No, no, no, no need!" Xiao Mo quickly waved his hand.

In fact, she didn't realize how dangerous the real person was at this moment.

Or in other words, the latter is a cursed spirit transformed from human evil thoughts. In a certain sense, it can conceal its malicious aura very well.

There is almost no one in this world who understands human beings better than real people.

Therefore, Xiao Mo's first reaction was still that he could not expose a dead head in front of the young man, so he quickly politely declined and continued searching in another direction.

No matter how suspicious it is...at best, it's just like Dazai's human form walking through the black mud, right?

Xiao Mo was just about to leave when he heard the real person's voice and said accurately: "My lovely sister, I am... here..."

inside.

…?

This is a bit embarrassing.

She immediately retracted her legs, frowned, and looked at the boy who was still smiling.

The latter used the necessary skills when traveling - how could Xiao Zhenren ‌What bad intentions‌?.jpg, and continued to look at her quietly, smiling as if nothing had happened.

"Actually, it's right behind you, right?" Xiao Mo stopped his polite smile, his expression suddenly became serious, and he took a step forward and asked.

"What?"

"That ball...no, that head!"

Mo Mo Tou:...Shouldn't it be her brother?