People who could only see but not hear, saw Mei Daizi go back. Many people couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She was tired after all.

A gust of wind blew, bringing with it the smell of blood, and many people couldn't help but spit it out...

On the open deck of the Oceana Kirishima ferry.

After coming up, seeing the high platform being knocked down by evil spirits, Mei Daizi stretched out and said, "This kind of thing is a bit boring. It's a pity that I brought a wooden sword. We should have brought out the equipment."

"I didn't know it would be like this." Yamazaki said helplessly.

"I don't blame you." Mei Daizi smiled, "It's just a talk."

"I know." Yamazaki said with emotion, "It's just home, and I can't go back for the time being."

"Alas." Yamazaki and Meidaizi sighed at the same time.

Seeing a bag of chopsticks, Mei Daizi smiled and said, "Brother, have you finished sharpening the chopsticks?"

Yamazaki said: "Yeah, it's just that some people don't want it anymore."

Meidaizi held her arm with Yamazaki and smiled and said: "It's okay, you can take it back to Miss Yuko and the others for training."

"Okay, then you carry it." Yamazaki said.

"I'll just carry it." Mei Daizi puffed her mouth.

"Then tidy up and let's go." Yamazaki said.

Mei Daizi asked: "By the way, what to do with those remains?"

"It's winter now. It won't rot if left alone, so let's put it there first." Yamazaki said, "We'll see later whether to burn it as scrap or burn it here directly."
Chapter completed!