The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

I’ll leave it to you about Yuko.

The last scene before losing consciousness is Yakumo Zi saying this to herself, and then

"Well--!"

The recalled memory freezes at the moment when Yakumo Zi ruthlessly pierces his chest with his arm, new pain surges from the wound that has already recovered, and Wu Ye, who is sweating profusely, struggles to open his eyes. Strange. Isn’t this the ceiling of Yuko’s house?

"It's so fast, have you woken up yet?" A reassuring voice came from next to my ear, although the content of the words sounded a little heartless.

"Yuko."

Unconsciously calling the other party's name, Wu Ye subconsciously placed one hand on his chest. The place where Zi Yakumo should have opened a big hole was already wrapped with a thick bandage.

Under the three or four layers of heavy bandages, the flesh and blood had long since returned to normal, but the only ones who knew this fact were Takeya himself and Yuko who changed the dressing for him.

Slowly turning over and sitting up, the sun was already setting outside the window at this time, Wu Ye carefully checked the injuries all over his body, and found that all the injuries, big and small, had fully recovered, and he couldn't help but marvel at his monster-like resilience.

It wasn't until he touched his face all the way that he was surprised to find that the broken mask with only half of it left hadn't been taken off yet.

"Why am I still wearing this thing?" Wu Ye asked a little depressed.

Yuko shrugged and said with a helpless expression: "Several groups of people have visited you before, but you haven't taken it off anyway, so I think it's better to wear it."

"That's okay? By the way, who brought me back?"

"It's Miss Seimei."

"Didn't that guy ever wonder what I look like under my mask all the way? It's not like her." After speaking, Wu Ye took off the mask and wiped it with his hand, and the blood stains left by the battle were still on his face.

"Here." Yuko handed over a wet face towel, obviously prepared long ago.

"Thank you," Wu Ye took it, wiped his face clean and asked, "How long have I been in a coma."

"Not long, just half a day." Yuko looked at the setting sun outside the window and said, "You were only brought back by Qingming in the morning, and she also said that your injury might take more than ten days and half a month."

After all, Yuko looked at Takeya with a strange look.

"That's probably Seimei's misreading. In fact, I'm not seriously injured, so don't look at me like that." Wu Ye lied without blushing.

After lifting the quilt, Takeru stood up and tried to move his body. After finding that there was nothing serious, he was about to speak but was stopped by Yuko.

"I think it's better for you to stay honestly for one night." Youzi got up, and pressed Wuya back into the quilt with great strength from nowhere: "I know you've almost recovered from your injury, but this kind of Shocking resilience. You don’t want to be put on an exhibition, do you?”

".It makes sense." After thinking about it for a while, it seemed that this was really the case, so Wuya stuffed himself into the quilt again as if lying upside down.

"Just have a good rest tonight. They should come again tomorrow. Remember not to act so lively then."

After giving the instructions, Youzi was about to leave, but stopped when he reached the door and added: "Oh, by the way, I will prepare the mask for other people tonight. Don't forget it tomorrow."

"Understood, why do I remember such inexplicable things so well." After complaining, Wu Ye saw Yuko close the door with a snap, but he didn't go far, and his back leaned against the door.

"Anything else?"

After Takeya expressed doubts for a while, Yuko said in a hesitant tone: "Well, Takeya, if you can, please don't hate Murasaki. She really doesn't mean any harm."

"."

After a few breaths of silence, Wu Yecai said with a troubled expression: "I've known for a long time, that guy has that kind of unpleasant character,"

"Yes, well, that's it, hehe."

"Hey, why do you look so happy? I can't understand why."

"Nothing, just have a good rest, Takeya."

Kick, kick, kick—Yuko's footsteps quickly disappeared.

I don't know how much time passed, but when I saw the sun setting under the western mountains, Wu Ye closed his eyes, silently pulled the quilt up over his head, and muttered something for no reason.

"It hurts like hell, bastard."

As soon as he closed and opened his eyes, the sun had already risen the next day. Takeru, who rarely got a good night's sleep, even had some plans to stay in bed, but it was a pity that annoying people existed no matter what era.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lai Guangzheng fidgeting with three or four brushes and trying to use them on his face. After being discovered, he shamelessly pretended that nothing had happened: "Hey, you look very energetic. , Lai Guang thought you would definitely sleep for three or four days before waking up."

"." Is it my misunderstanding? Why does it feel like this guy is becoming more and more like the middle school student? I remember we haven’t gotten to know each other well enough yet, right?

Originally, in Takeya's imagination, it was normal for someone to visit him, but he didn't expect that the first person to come was not Seimei, but Norimitsu.

Speaking of which, it seems that the two of them had a lot of holidays, but did they forget them all so quickly?

Although Yorimitsu and Kasumi are similar in every aspect, compared to the heartless protruding forehead, this General Genji obviously holds more grudges.

But what Wu Ye never expected was that after a joke that was barely a greeting, the other party actually lowered his head solemnly: "Sorry, Aaron."

I remember that this seemed to be the first time that the other party called my name seriously. Although it was a pseudonym, but this is not the point.

Helping Lai Guang up in a daze, Wu didn't understand: "Wait, what are you doing?"

"Before Raiko misunderstood you, and even" paused for a moment to sort out his words, Raiko said: "Maybe you don't remember clearly, at that time yesterday, Raiko wanted to kill you and that monster together. "

"." Hearing this kind of thing suddenly, Wu also didn't know what to do in response.

Originally, Wu also thought that this was just Lai Guang's eagerness for quick success, but he didn't expect that the other party's next words made his head unable to keep up with the rhythm.

"Aaron, you should have guessed it to some extent. There are monster informants in the capital." Laiguang opened his mouth with amazing words: "Although it is hard to imagine that monsters will do such a thing, but they have failed in two consecutive crusades. This is obviously not normal."

"Yes, is that so?"

"Lai Guang originally guessed that the informant would be you."

Laiguang's abrupt words made Wu Ye tense subconsciously. Fortunately, the other party was only interested in talking and didn't notice Wu Ye's abnormality.

"But after this incident, Laiguang realized that he was wrong to blame you. Presumably, Laiguang lost his head by accident. You are the guard of Lord Xixing, how could you be a spy of a monster."

"Hehe, hehe, is that right?"

Laughing awkwardly, Takeya subconsciously placed his hand on his bandaged chest, and now he knew why Yakumo Zi insisted on stabbing him.

Yuko bears the name of going west, and she should be the least suspicious person under the lamp, but she meets such unreasonable existences as Raikou and Seimei, and even more rebellious by the demon, Yakumo Zi may It was because he was worried that Yuko would also be involved, so he used this method to eliminate Yuko's suspicion.

After all, if it is really investigated, Yuko will be exposed immediately, not only herself, but to solve the problem of eating, that court master wanders around the capital every day!