Yellow hair killer

"Huh? Who are you?" 

Hearing a charming voice, Serizawa noticed this woman who had been hiding in the darkness, possessing a tall succubus figure and a perfect angel-like face.

Even someone as beautiful and remarkable as Yukiha Serizawa, was shocked by her charm.

"My name is Mira Tsubakihara, I'm Xioxiao's..."

Pausing to figure out how to introduce herself, she added, "I'm his aunt."

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't refute, it was a tacit consent.

"Hello, Aunt Mira. 

It's quite late; why don't you stay here as well?"

"What a kind child you are. 

Thank you for your kind offer, but I can't do it today, please come visit me next time."

"But, but..."

Serizawa didn't know how to keep him, she could only hold onto Mu Xiaoxiao's clothes and stare at him pitifully.

'After experiencing so much, I don't know whether I've grown up or become more dependent.

The thought of him leaving tonight left me feeling empty, almost as if I've developed a sense of dependence on him.'

Serizawa thought.

"Enough already. I'm not staying, nor am I going to your house,"

Mu Xiaoxiao retorted with an annoyed roll of his eyes. "I'm going back to my own place!"

What a joke, Natsuha is still waiting for him back home, how could he not come home tonight?

"Xiao—"

"Mu Kun—"

Serizawa Yukiha's spirit seemed to deflate as she muttered, "I understand..."

"Xiao Xiao, it's okay if you don't go back with me, I'll go to your house for a while," Tsubakihara Mira held him tightly, "Also, give me your number."

"Don't run away.."

Parting ways with Serizawa, Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the nighttime road beside them, walking silently.

"That girl just now has an unusual attitude towards you."

Tsubakihara Mira chuckled.

"Let's talk about business, such as our previous relationship."

Ignoring her teasing, he directly asked about the main topic. 

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"I really forgot about it," Holding his hand tightly, telling the whole story from the start. 

"We used to..."

As she narrated, Mu Xiaoxiao began to piece things together.

It was the same old story—losing family and being adopted..

"So, why did you two get separated afterwards?"

"On that day, we got separated in a crowd, and then... you never came back."

A melancholic sigh escaped Tsubakihara Mira's lips.

Mu Xiaoxiao: "..."

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Mira Tsubakihara will never forget what happened on that day.

Even after all this time, she still recalls that moment vividly—the day they were walking in the crowded street, hand in hand. 

She didn't grip his hand tightly enough, and it slipped away accidentally, and in just that moment, Xiao Xiao disappeared.

She searched for him on the street all night, and also turned to the police and detectives, but, unfortunately... she couldn't found him in the end. 

This separation lasted for several years, and Mira Tsubakihara carried a heavy burden of remorse for her past mistakes.

Full of regret.

But now that she had found him, she wasn't going to loose him again. 

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In Mu Xiaoxiao's home,

Natsuha was still asleep in the bedroom, completely undisturbed by their arrival, so there was no one to interrupt.

Taking the glass of water from his hand, Mira Tsubakihara's gaze was complex as she sighed, 

"I even though something unfortunate might have happened to you... after all, you were just a child..."

"Hold on," Mu Xiaoxiao interrupted her, sensing that something wasn't right with her account.

The more he heard it, the weirder he felt. 

"This doesn't make sense. You said that we got separated on the street... How old was I at that time?"

"Twelve years old."

"..."

Twelve years old?!

'No, I feel that you are insulting me, 

Are you saying I got lost at the age of twelve?

Can someone get separated at the age of twelve and don't know how to go home by himself? 

So, clueless.. and me'

Mu Xiaoxiao felt that his IQ had been insulted. 

"Ever since you got lost, I've been blaming myself for this every day, and I'm extremely guilty. 

It's all my fault if it wasn't for..."

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"Stop it, please don't say it," Mu Xiaoxiao almost knelt down,

"I feel like you're killing me, what kind of weird black history is this, Twelve years old isn't young, why would I get lost?!"

"You are taking me for a fool, don't you?"

He spoke in a resentful tone..

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"Xiaoxiao, most people might not fit this description, but you are different. You are indeed a fool."

'Were'

"I..."

No, if you want to say it, you can say it well, why are you still swearing?

It's too much to attack personally, don't you know.

"In the past, you had a problem with your IQ, and it was far lower than that of an average person," 

Mira Tsubakibara spoke with a tinge of sadness.

"I also went to many hospitals for examination, but unfortunately, they couldn't find out the reason."

That's why she cared about him so much; such a poor child, Mira Tsubakihara wanted to provide him with the warmth of a loving home.

"Seeing you today, Auntie feels extremely happy and surprised that you don't have the dementia you had before. Xiaoxiao, how did you cure it?"

"I..."

Damn, it..

This Tsubakihara Mira is black-bellied, definitely black-bellied, although she isn't saying anything outright, but the way she's phrasing it screams black-bellied!

In other words, was I really a fool before? It's too...

It's a little messed up.

"Who knows, maybe it's normal to be in a daze," he pulled his cheek muscles in embarrassment, "Forget about these past things, Miss Mira."

It is best to forget all this black history!

"Xiaoxiao, you really have changed a lot," Tsubakihara Mira stared at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out her arms to hug him tightly, "But it's great that you're fine after you disappeared, Auntie couldn't even sleep at night."

"I was really afraid that you would be in danger, really, really scared..."

Fuck!

If there is a disagreement, she will move her hands and feet.

But don't say it, it feels a little...

So big! So soft!

Is this the charm of Mira san? 

'Even I couldn't help but almost fell..'

Dangerous, too dangerous!

'But... being hugged by her, I can feel the excitement in Mrs. Mira's heart.'

Mu Xiaoxiao thought to himself, 

'But, even though she has some kind of affection for me, but unfortunately, to me, she is just a stranger.

Relying on his strong will, Mu Xiaoxiao broke free from Miss Mira's embrace, 

"It's okay now, the past is over."

"That's right... I really do, I'm always worried..."

Mira Tsubakihara wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled,

"Xiao Xiao, I saw you were at that girl's house just now...what's going on?"

"That, that's my hobby," 

Mu Xiaoxiao brushed his hair proudly, "Killing yellow hairs and saving girls, I've been doing this kind of thing recently."

Hearing this, she was stunned, "Yellow, Yellow hairs."

"Just treat them as scumbags. There are countless scumbags in this world, and they are everywhere. 

As a partner of justice, of course, I will use an iron fist against them."

"..."

After dementia was cured, did it become secondary disease again?

But...could it be true? 

He did save that girl, after all.

Tsubakihara Mira felt very strange. 

The little boy she had adopted disappeared and returned, but turned into a yellow-haired killer and a righteous partner who saved the girls. 

"However, it's dangerous to do that kind of thing," 

She was really worried.

Beating and Killing, this kind of thing is really dangerous. 

Just like today.

"It's not dangerous at all, that kind of trash..."

"Xiaoxiao, is Akane here?"