Chapter 115 You are really my good brother...

Chapter 115 You are really my good brother...

"Really? That's a pity..."

At this time, the wolf's voice sounded, awakening his consciousness. He looked up at the wolf blankly and saw it sipping cold tea in small sips, as if everything he had just seen was an illusion.

Holding his knees, the old man forced himself to stand up. After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly sat down opposite the wolf, looked into the other's clear eyes, and said something in his heart.

This guy changes so fast...

Then he coughed twice, clearing his throat to attract the wolf's attention, and spoke to the wolf with a serious look.

"Ahem, Mr. Hirata... no matter what the reason was... I'm sure there were quite a few people who died at your hands..."

The wolf's eyes narrowed slightly at this, but returned to normal after a moment, looking at the old man and waiting for what he would say next.

Not noticing the wolf's look, the old man continued.

“I’m not afraid of you laughing at me, but the misunderstanding just now was caused by me mistaking you for Muzan Kibutsuji… After all, with the karma you carry… I’m afraid even Muzan would be no better than this…”

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the wolf immediately stared at him and asked him a question.

"…you…can see karma?"

Seeing the wolf asking the question, the old man smiled calmly, nodded in agreement, then looked at the wolf with a serious expression, or more accurately, at the karma entangled with the wolf and said.

"Karma should be invisible and just entangled with people, but just now when your...emotions fluctuated, your karma underwent a huge change..."

"More importantly... there was a white shadow that looked like a child that dispelled the uncontrolled karma... but he himself was swallowed by the karma that was like red flames... I guess that person must be..."

The old man didn't finish his words, but the wolf's ability to understand was enough to guess what he wanted to say.

After hesitating for a moment, the wolf looked at the old man with a serious expression.

"…Do you have any idea…"

Hearing the wolf ask him this, the old man's head shrank, and his sparse hair trembled. He turned his face to the side, not daring to look into the wolf's eyes, and pondered secretly in his heart.

If I say no, this gentleman won't be like that again...

Stealing a glance at the wolf's expression, the old man spoke cautiously.

"Considering what I saw before, I think the reason why Miss Minako lost her memory might be because her karma was devoured by you..."

The old man kept talking while the wolf looked at his left arm and thought quietly.

...Sure enough...the root cause is still Shura’s problem...but how should Shura solve it?

Seeing the wolf looking at his left hand in deep thought, the old man paused, and finally mustered up the courage to speak to the wolf.

"…The priest family does not have a solution, but! Looking at the karma that Mr. Hirata carries, I'm sure you are not an ordinary person. You should… not have no clue at all…"

The sound shifted the wolf's gaze from his left arm to the old man. After thinking for a moment, he reached into his arms. When he took it out again, a ball of gray mist appeared in the wolf's hand, instantly attracting the old man's attention.

"This, this is?! There's a lot of karma entangled in it!"

With his eyes wide open, the old man moved closer to the mist and stared at it intently. Although the karma on the mist was not as much as the karma carried by the wolf, it was enough to shock the old man.

Suddenly, a handsome face appeared in front of the old man, causing his heartbeat to speed up.

"Well!"

He subconsciously took a step back. He clearly saw the words "Upper Rank Two" in the colorful eyes on that handsome face and looked at Wolf in surprise.

The wolf looked at him, shook his head slightly, and whispered in his ear.

"This may be of some use...but...you'd better not tell anyone..."

Trembling slightly, the old man turned his head to look at the wolf's eyes staring coldly at him.

"sure……"

Carefully taking the gray mist handed over by the wolf, the old man looked at the karma that was constantly squirming as if trying to grab something. The old man moved his mind and focused all his attention on the squirming karma.

"Tsk... No... I can't pull it."

Hearing the old man's muttering, the wolf frowned slightly and stared at the somewhat disappointed old man.

"What are you doing…"

The old man with a sad face looked at the gray mist in his hand, veins bulging on his skinny face, and he looked very hard, while gritting his teeth and speaking.

"Old man, I can see the existence of karma... Naturally, I also learned the spells of the priests to attract karma. I just tried it..."

After saying that, his tense face gradually relaxed. He held the gray mist in front of himself, looked at the lifelike face of Douma inside, and muttered weakly.

"Ah... that's not possible..."

Looking at the old man's weak appearance, Wolf nodded thoughtfully.

"Is that so... In that case, you should study it first..."

Looking at the wolf with some surprise, the old man didn't expect that the wolf would put such a precious thing in his hands with confidence. Just as he was about to ask the reason, Tianyin's voice came from the house behind him.

"Grandpa, Mr. Hirata, the meal is ready!"

The two looked at each other and tacitly stopped talking. The old man carefully put the gray mist into his arms and walked into the house with the wolf as usual.

As soon as you walk into the house, the aroma of food hits your nose. Delicious meals are placed on the small table in front of each person's seat.

The two sat between Amane and Busei. The four of them had different expressions on their faces. They looked at the delicious food in front of them but no one touched it.

In comparison, the atmosphere at the children's table was much more cheerful.

Inosuke, who was extremely hungry, had already started eating. His eating manners were so ugly that Ichiro, who was standing next to him, put down his chopsticks and looked at him with disgust.

But Inosuke was completely unaware of this, with his mouth full of rice. He leaned close to Muichiro's ear and spoke to him while chewing.

"Brother Yilang, I'm going to teach that old man a lesson tonight, are you coming?"

Muichiro, on the other hand, had a smile on his face as he happily ate his meal, showing an expression of enjoyment from time to time, while also not forgetting to respond to Inosuke.

“No, if Sister Tianyin and Mr. Busuichuan find out, they will blame us again.”

After looking at Muichiro with disappointment, Inosuke turned his head and chewed the rice in his mouth unhappily.

Yuichiro was watching the two of them, and just when he was about to praise his brother, Muichiro took out a small purple pot from his arms with a troubled expression.

After hesitating for a moment, he secretly stuffed it into Inosuke's assistant.

"…This is what Mr. Hirata gave us. The function of this pot is supposed to make people fall asleep. If you just want to play a prank…you can use it."

After saying that, he looked at his brother with a guilty conscience. Seeing this, Youzhilang immediately lowered his head and concentrated on eating, but his ears perked up to listen to the conversation between the two.

Seeing that his brother wasn't paying attention, Muichiro whispered to Inosuke.

"If you are discovered...just say that this pot was given to you by your brother."

"no problem!"

Seeing that the two had reached a deal, Youichiro's mouth twitched and he looked at Muichiro who had a very happy face.

He is my good brother...