Cos Wuzan, was stabbed ten times by Heize at the beginning

Kirabi controlled his urgent urge to turn around.

"You...you have nowhere to go?"

A soft voice came into Kirabi's ears.

It was like a gentle breeze blowing across Kirabi's whole body.

Kirabi's fatigue was swept away and he subconsciously relaxed.

He slowly turned his head and looked cautiously at the woman whose eyes were showing through the crack of the door. In the woman's vigilant and puzzled eyes, Kirabi nodded slightly.

The woman stared at Kirabi for a long time, her heart torn between her conscience and her desires, but in the end kindness triumphed over fear.

She hesitated and said, "Then... then you can... rest here with me for one night! But only one night!"

The woman emphasized.

Kirabi was overjoyed and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay!"

"You come in."

The woman slowly opened the wooden door that was blocking her body.

Only then did Kirabi see the woman's full appearance.

The woman had a light purple scarf on her head and wore a simple light purple kimono. Her fair face was hidden in her long black hair, making her look particularly gentle and charming.

"excuse me."

As if influenced by the woman's gentleness and peace, Kirabi's boldness and carelessness were restrained a lot. He walked into the room and glanced around, meeting a pair of slightly smaller light purple pupils.

Kirabi widened his eyes in surprise. Besides the woman in front of him, there was actually a child living in this wooden house!

The child was sitting on the carpet, holding a felt toy in his hands.

He is a little boy with beautiful black curly hair.

He looks to be only four or five years old, with a pretty face and facial features that are very similar to his mother's.

At this moment, the child was staring at him intently, his face tense.

"He is my son, he is five years old, his name is Ayaki Lei, you can just call him Lei."

Mrs. Ayaki bent her knees slightly, clapped her hands towards her son, and called softly, "Tired, there are guests at home."

Hearing his mother's call, Ling Mulei trotted towards his mother, hugged his mother's thighs, hid most of his body behind his mother, and only showed a pair of eyes that were very similar to his mother's, looking at Kirabi curiously.

Kirabi smiled. He was the best at dealing with children.

He picked up the felt toy that Ayaki Rui had just thrown on the carpet, and in a few seconds, he made it into the shape of a big octopus.

Ayaka Mulei widened his eyes slightly, looked at the giant octopus, and then looked at Kirabi.

Kirabi hummed in triumph, knowing no child could resist his charm.

"How do i call you?"

Mrs. Ayaki asked, looking at Kirabi.

"Just call me Kirabi."

Kirabi scratched the back of his head and said with a simple smile.

Mrs. Ayaki curled her lips and said, "Okay, Kirabi."

I don't know why, but the same name doesn't sound as nice when called out by other people as it does when called out by Mrs. Ayaki.

Kirabi cleared his throat and continued to entertain the child in front of him.

"I prepared grilled fish today. Please try my cooking."

Mrs. Ayaki invited warmly.

Niu Gui: “Okay!”

Kirabi: "...Trouble."

"No trouble."

Mrs. Ayaki turned and walked into the kitchen. Her eyes drifted out of the kitchen from time to time and fell on her son Rui.

Kirabi looked around the small wooden house, which looked particularly cozy under Mrs. Ayaki's care, and lowered his voice to talk to the child in front of him:

"Isn't Dad home?"

It’s no wonder that Qilabi asked, because the whole house didn’t show any signs of a man living there.

After Kirabi asked this question, the little boy named Ayaki Rui in front of him lowered his head even more.

"I haven't seen my father..."

His voice was so soft that Kirabi could hardly hear it.

Kirabi looked at Ayame Rei's little face pretending to be indifferent, and reached out to rub Ayame Rei's hair.

"Where are you from? Is that a real knife you're carrying?"

"Are you a samurai?"

"What's the world like outside?"

Ayaka Mulei suddenly looked up and stared at the long sword behind Kirabi, and asked a series of questions curiously.

The boy's question made Kirabi pause, and he asked back: "Have you never left here?"

Ling Mu Lei shook his head honestly: "Mom said it's dangerous outside and she can't protect me."

Kirabi fell silent. There was chaos outside, with wars and conflicts continuing. It was indeed dangerous for a mother to raise her child alone.

Looking at the child's eyes, which were as clear as purple crystals, Kirabi smiled mysteriously and said, "Do you want to see my knife?"

The boy's eyes suddenly shone with dazzling brilliance.

Chapter 102 Not a Bad Guy

"Okay!"

"Tired, put away all the toys!"

"It's time to eat!"

Mrs. Ayaki's gentle voice came from the kitchen.

The dim light in front of me, the soft carpet, the fragrance floating in the air, and the admiring eyes of the children in front of me...

All this gave Kirabi an illusion for a moment.

He is also a member of this family.

The sound of footsteps made Kirabi turn his head to look at Mrs. Ayaki who came out of the kitchen.

Mrs. Ayaki was holding a wooden basin in her hands.

Seeing this, Kirabi immediately stood up from the ground and went over to help.

The basin was transferred from Mrs. Ayaki's hands to Kirabi's hands.

Mrs. Ayaki smiled at Kirabi.

Kirabi couldn't help but feel shaken for a moment, and after putting the wooden basin on the dining table, he kept savoring the taste.

Mrs. Ayaki sat down across from Kirabi.

The story that Kirabi just told Ayaki Rui easily won the child's heart.

In just half an hour, Ayaka Mulei became close to Kirabi and sat next to him.

Mrs. Ayaki lifted the lid of the tub.

A burst of heat mixed with the aroma of food suddenly spread out.

Mrs. Ayaki smiled at Kirabi: "Please use it."

After the fog slowly dissipated, a large fish that was roasted to a crispy outside and tender inside was revealed in the wooden basin, with side dishes spread all around the fish. The appearance alone was enough to make one's mouth water.

"I'm gonna start now!"

The youngest, Ayaki Lei, clasped his hands together, picked up the chopsticks impatiently, and picked up the fish in the bowl.

"good to eat!"

As soon as he put the fish into his mouth, Ayaki Rui's eyes lit up and he praised loudly to Mrs. Ayaki who was sitting opposite him.

Mrs. Ayaki couldn't help but let her smile grow wider, gazing at her son with eyes filled with love.

Kirabi was infected by the joy of Ayaki Rui beside him, and he also picked up his chopsticks to take a big bite of fish. His eyes lit up and he gave Mrs. Ayaki a thumbs up: "Delicious!"

Mrs. Ayaki seemed to be amused by the identical words spoken by both of them, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

At the dinner table, Ayaka Miru couldn't help asking Kirabi all kinds of strange questions, all of which were the child's wild imagination.

Unlike other boring adults who just perfunctorily answered Ayaki Rei's questions, Kirabi thought carefully about every answer he gave.

Halfway through the meal, after answering a question from Ayaki, Kirabi turned his gaze to Mrs. Ayaki and asked, "You opened the door for me rashly, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

Mrs. Ayaki looked at Kirabi with a smile. After staring at Kirabi until he felt embarrassed, she slowly smiled and replied, "I think if you really want to come in, this door can't stop you, but..."

As her tone changed, her eyes became more gentle, which made Kirabi dare not breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the gentle woman in front of him.

"Yet you stood still, didn't force the door open, and even planned to leave. You have power but you don't use it on the weak. I believe you are not a bad person."

Mrs. Ayaki raised her eyebrows, and the light cast a soft glow on her face: "It turns out that I was not wrong about you."

Kirabi pursed his lips, and under Mrs. Ayaki's somewhat blunt gaze, he coughed twice, scratched the back of his head, and two obvious blushes appeared on his face.

After Mrs. Ayaki cleaned up the leftovers in the kitchen, she brought in a thick mattress and planned to spread it on the floor for Kirabi.

"I'm sorry, there's no extra room in the house."

Mrs. Ayaki said sheepishly.

Kirabi quickly waved his hand: "I'm sorry for interrupting you."

When Mrs. Ayaki was making the bed for Kirabi, the small figure of Ayaki Rui came out.

He stared at Kirabi with his big eyes, holding his pillow in his hands.

As his mother, Mrs. Ling Mu naturally saw what Ling Mu Lei was thinking. She shook her head and said, "Lei, go back to your room and don't disturb your uncle to rest."

Ling Mu Lei immediately lowered his eyes in disappointment.

Kirabi quickly called Ayaki Lei over: "It's okay, I can't sleep anyway."

Hearing him say this, Ling Mu Lei's face immediately showed joy.

Children are like this, their joy and sorrow are shown on their faces without any concealment.

Ling Mulei ran towards Kirabi holding a pillow and sat on Kirabi's bed.

Mrs. Ayaki looked at him helplessly, and finally gave Ayaki Rui some careful instructions before returning to the room.

Ayaki Lei leaned against Killer Bee and said longingly, "Tell me more stories about ninjas! Please!"

Ayaka Mulei pulled Kirabi's hand and shook it continuously.

Kirabi's face was full of smiles. The so-called ninja story was actually Kirabi adding some fantasy elements to his own story to make children more fascinated.

The story, which seemed a bit monotonous to him, was the most interesting spice in the boring life of a kid like Ayaki Rui who had never been exposed to ninjas.

"Okay, where were we talking about before..."

Kirabi pretended to reminisce.

The child next to him immediately replied: "You said you saw a very big monster, bigger than the mountain where my mother and I live..."

"Oh, that's right! That's it!"

Kirabi nodded as if he suddenly understood something and continued speaking.

Kirabi's voice echoed in the wooden house. As he was speaking, Kirabi suddenly heard the sound of steady breathing coming from beside him.

He turned his head to look over and saw that the child, who was originally full of energy, had already fallen asleep.

Kirabi shook his head and thought to himself that he was indeed a child.