I Have Too Many Wings

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Tanjirou's face did not have the joy and joy after killing the ghost, but a look of compassion.

The ghost's sadness seemed to resonate with him through the smell, making him feel the same way.

"Lord God, please, when this person is reincarnated next time, please let him not become a ghost."

Tanjirou lowered his voice and prayed.

"Don't embarrass God, there are things God can't do."

Rorschach's voice sounded beside him.

Tanjirou's nerves suddenly tense, he jumped back a distance, and pulled out the blade.

"Who!" He cast a vigilant look at Rorschach who appeared suddenly.

This person... He didn't sense the other's approach at all.

"It's not the smell of ghosts... are you human?"

Immediately afterwards, Tanjiro judged the identity of Rorschach by smell.

This made him a little relieved, and he sheathed the blade again.

"Yes, I am human."

Rorschach turned his head to look at Tanjiro and smiled:

"Hello, do you have this thing?"

He took out the system phone and shook it in front of Tanjiro.

Tanjirou was stunned for a moment and asked inexplicably:

"This is... what? Is it some kind of handicraft? It looks so delicate."

"This is called a system phone," Rorschach suggested. "You can take out the same thing in your arms or your clothes pocket and see if you can take it out."

Tanjirou didn't do the same, shook his head and said:

"Sorry, I've never seen such a thing."

"No..."

Rorschach sighed softly.

It seems that the group members are really Tanjirou's sister, not him.

Speaking of which, will the system invite male group members into the group?

PS: very late update today

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187 My head is iron, willful

Just when Rorschach was lost in thought, Tanjirou's voice brought him back to his senses.

"Well, may I ask who you are...?"

The red-haired boy looked at Rorschach suspiciously, guessing his identity.

Rorschach's body was too clean, not like a person who had been stranded in the forest for several days.

Moreover, Rorschach was empty-handed, with no weapons on his body except for the handicraft called the mobile phone just now... How on earth did he survive the repeated attacks of ghosts?

After all, is he really a member who participated in the final selection?

"My name is Rorschach, I'm... um... I should be your sister's friend."

Rorschach thought for a while and introduced himself.

Hearing such an answer, Tanjirou was a little surprised, a name like Rorschach is not common.

But soon, he noticed the point, and his expression became astonished:

"Wait, my sister... Nezuko's friend? Impossible, Nezuko is..."

Tanjiro hurriedly covered his mouth, so dangerous that he almost missed his mouth.

He looked at Rorschach with scrutiny eyes, and looked up and down:

"Could it be that...you are Nezuko's former friend? But that's not right. I know all the people the child knew before..."

"No need to guess, this is a long story." Rorschach interrupted Tanjirou: "Don't worry, I will explain it to you slowly."

After glancing at the messy surroundings, Rorschach suggested:

"The environment here is too bad, and there are ghosts everywhere. It's not suitable for conversation. Let's find a place where we can talk well."