Finally, on the eighth day.

Chanae squeezed her sister's hand, and the two sisters looked at each other and smiled.

In the past seven days, they have experienced too many tests, the evil ghosts lurking in the shadows, the shinobu who can't cut off the heads of evil ghosts, and the memories of destroying the door when facing evil spirits...... But with this glow rising from behind the sea of wisteria flowers, all the fatigue was gone.

They went down the mountain hand in hand, and the feathers raised in the wind were like two fluttering butterflies.

After picking out their respective jade steels, receiving the ghost slayer uniforms and the crows, the butterfly ninja gently nodded the crow's head as she remembered someone's appearance.

"It's a girl...... Then call you 'Yan', right?".

The crow rubbed its head against Shinobu's slender fingertips, then spread its wings and flew into the air.

Shinobu looked up and suddenly spotted a parrot in the blue sky.

This parrot has a very beautiful plumage, with white feathers all over its body, and the tip of its tail seems to be stained by the sky, with a beautiful blue tinge.

Shinobu rubbed his eyes, and when he realized that it was indeed Mr. Haruhoto's beautiful parrot, he cried out softly, "Sky?!".

As if hearing the shouts of Shinobi, the white-feathered parrot dragged a beautiful hovering afterimage in the sky, and then its body suddenly pulled up and flew down the mountain.

"It's Sora, right?" Shinobu shook his sister's arm excitedly, "How did it appear here?".

"Maybe it's because of the mission?" Chanae wasn't sure, she shaded the sun with her hands, but she couldn't catch the parrot for a long time: "No, the missions of the ghost killing team are all sent from the headquarters." Maybe it's not a sky, it's just a long resemblance. "

"It must be the sky, Mr. Haruto's parrot looks very unique, I won't be mistaken. Shinobu said with certainty.

Sora is around here, but what about Mr. Haruto? Is he passing by Fuji Attack Mountain because of his mission?

The sisters went down the mountain hand in hand, and saw the white-feathered parrot again.

At this time, it was perched on the fingers of a tall teenager, chattering about something.

A young man dressed in Aoyama embroidered feathers sat on a large rock on the mountain path, one leg crossed, the other hanging down, almost touching the ground.

The breeze that swept across the mountain path ruffled the long white hair of his sideburns, revealing the eyebrows and eyes that had been finely carved by the gods like ukiyo-e.

"Oh, two little butterflies. Seeing the two of them descending the mountain, Qingren turned his face sideways and showed a bright smile: "Congratulations on passing the selection!"

"Mr. Haruto!" the butterfly sisters' eyes were filled with surprise, and they floated to Haruto's side like two flower butterflies.

Chanae is a little older and more steady. Moreover, the 15-year-old girl has already understood the difference between men and women, so she is not so excited, but her cheeks are red and the corners of her mouth are smiling: "Are you passing by here?"

12-year-old Shinobu is not so dignified.

For her, who lost her family at a young age, in this world, except for her sister Chanahui, only the brothers and sisters of Sasagiyama will be kind to her and will agree to their unreasonable requests (after a year of practicing, Shinobu finally knows what an unreasonable request it is for her weak self to learn swordsmanship and kill demons).

In the year that she was separated from her sister, in addition to corresponding, the person she corresponded with most was Mr. Haruto.

Although the letters brought to the Narrow Foggy Mountains by carrier pigeons are not always answered in a timely manner because Mr. Haruto is always out of the house, Mr. Haruto reads every letter she sends after he is busy and then replies together.

Sometimes it was the sky that came back with the letter, so she could recognize the white-feathered parrot at a glance.

She stood in front of Haruto, her clear, violet-like eyes full of smiles, "Did Mr. Haruto come to pick us up on purpose?"

The two different questions illustrate the sisters' personalities vividly.

Haruto reached out and rubbed Shinobi's black hair amusedly, but the palm that reached out to Chanae only patted her shoulder gently, Chanae was already a girl, and she couldn't be treated the same way she treated a little girl.

"Yes, I'm here to pick you up. "

He nodded, "I wrote to Ms. Momoya and Mr. Ishihama, and they said that you will participate in the final selection in the same class this year.

As your introducer and the predecessor of the Ghost Slayer Team, there are two more excellent juniors all of a sudden, so of course I have to congratulate you. "

Excellent ......

Shinobu looked at Haruko's sparkling eyes, blinking unnaturally and quickly a few times.

You can't even cut off the head of a demon...... Excellent juniors?

"Ah yes," Haruto patted his head with a sudden realization, and took out two things wrapped in flannel from his arms: "Gifts." "

"Huh?" Chanel hesitantly took the flannel bag: "I'm very grateful for bothering you to come over, and there are even gifts." "

"Say no more about you. Qingren said helplessly: "That's the title that needs to be accepted at the lord's level, you can call me by my name directly." "

Shinobu took the flannel bag handed to her and said quickly: "Brother Qingren, can I open it?".

"Of course. "

A beautiful butterfly hairpin was wrapped in a flannel bag, a lilac one in Shinobi's hand, and a pink one in Chanahui's hand, all of which were the same color as their iris.

Qingren scratched his head embarrassedly: "It was recommended by the clerk of the gift shop, and it just matches your surname, and there are also corresponding eye colors." "

This kind of little girl's thing may be prepared for Chanae's cultivator, Ms. Momoya, but Mr. Ishihama probably won't help Shinobu prepare.

Holding the hairpin with a smile, his purple eyes rolled around, feeling as if he had spied on something.

Could it be that Mr. Haruto likes ...... My sister?

Otherwise, why did you come here and prepare a gift?

The

12-year-old little head turned, and the gentle and beautiful sister and the suave Mr. Qingren stood together, but they were also a very good match.

She had long seen that the preparatory swordsmen who followed her sister and were diligent were dissatisfied, and she didn't even learn the ten sword moves of Shui Hu, so she pursued the girl with all her heart...... I really don't know what they're practicing for?

Mr. Haruto is different, he was able to take charge of himself as early as a year ago, and he has a good personality and looks handsome - although he eats a little too much, but this is not a problem.

To be able to be a family with Mr. Haruto and be with my sister for a long time is simply the happiest thing in my life!

Haruto watched Shinobi's gaze turn wildly, and glanced at Chanae, the smile on the corner of his mouth stiffened a little: "No...... Do you like it?"

"Of course not!" Chana Megumi took a look at Shinobi, who knew that she was using her brain, and bent her index finger and tapped her head: "Come back to your senses, little Shinobi." "

The

little girl's head was always full of whimsy, and she looked at Kamiharu inquiringly, and then nodded confidently.

Don't worry, Mr. Haruto, I know what to do.

Haruto raised her eyebrows suspiciously and looked at Chana: What's the matter with your sister?

Chana: Adolescent children love brain supplements.

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