Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

The final result - give it!

The results came out, but Yamato Anping-

"How about we pick another flower and count it again~"

California Qingguang: "..." Isn't this quite following one's heart? Wouldn't it be better to make this decision from the beginning?

"Just throw it away!" He threw it directly into the trash can as if it was the courier's fault and lost the courier.

"But -" Yamato Mamoru was troubled again, and the disappointed look of Niou Masaharu directly appeared in the young man's mind.

When the two teenagers were in a tangle, the voice behind them saved them.

"What have you two been [giving] to me since the beginning?"

"Lord!" x2.

It doesn’t matter if you give it, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t give it. How about being discovered by the princess?

Yamato Mamoru stepped forward calmly and happily, "Lord, there is a package that we don't recognize, and we don't know who it belongs to. Do you recognize it?"

Although you can't play tricks with the lord, you should let the lord decide this matter by yourself, don't let them get entangled!

Nioh raised his eyebrows, "You really don't know whose package this is?"

I've been standing here for a long time, and the two knives are so entangled that they don't look alike.

"Ahaha..." California Qingguang ran over, "Lord, An Ding and I have some internal work to do today, so I'll leave this to you. If you find the owner of the package, please help us deliver it!"

After saying that, he pulled Yamato Mamoru away and disappeared directly in front of Nioh~

Nioh: "..."

[Lord Judge, what is this? 】

[A package from Byodoin-in seniors! 】Niwang said calmly.

Fox Nosuke poked his head over and said, "This is the language of Gua Country. You actually know it?" 】

Isn’t this country’s writing very unpopular? Basically, they won’t learn.

[No way, who gave me a group of competent parents. 】No one goes to primary school. One of the reasons is to learn various skills and words at home.

Although this is very unpopular, you can see it at a glance...

So he thought it was funny, and the knives were too cute. He wanted to follow his heart and take care of him, but also wanted to kill the Byodoin Phoenix.

[Lord Judge of God...] Fox Nosuke raised his eyes.

Is this your bad taste?

Do the knives know who you are?

[Don’t worry, it’s my knife! No matter what kind of person I am, they will accept what I like with peace of mind! 】 Niwang smiled.

He always thought that the love between the judge and the sword was two-way.

No matter what your personality is, as long as you are kind to the swordsmen from the bottom of your heart, there won't be any other problems.

The sword has a sensitive heart and is very powerful at the same time. Just like Santa Claus under the moon, as long as the children smile, they can go a long way.

Of course, this doesn't mean...Nioh will only give them a little love. Because of this, he wants to give them more.

Make them happier——

Speaking of which...

[I still haven’t given half of the gifts yet! 】Honmaru has too many knives.

During the Chinese New Year, which only happens once a year, Nioh hopes to give the swordsmen the greatest respect. The gifts are all delivered to the sword's hands personally.

This means that it can’t be delivered in one or two days!

Now there's still half--

【I am leaving! 】There is still half, he has a huge amount of tasks.

[The Judge of Gods walks slowly~] Kitanosuke waved his paws happily. It also received a gift from the examiner himself. Because of its proximity, it was the first.

It makes the fox very happy!

When Yamato Mamoru settled down and received Okita Souji's figurine from his lord himself, the excitement in his eyes almost reached the sky.

"Do you mind, my lord?" he couldn't help but ask.

"What do you mind?" King Ni asked.

"Mind if I have Okita-kun in my heart!" Yamato Moriyasu is a sentimental young man with a slightly elegant atmosphere. He is always worried...

"It's normal for you to miss your past master. This is just a sign of your loyalty -" Niou is very open-minded, everyone will have a past.

What's more, this is the glorious past, which means that Yamato Moriyasu was treated well in the past.

He was raised extremely well by his past owner!

Kindness, integrity, and even a willingness to consider others…

"Rather than caring about me, I am more grateful to Okita Souji for raising you so well! Whether it is you or California Kiyomitsu, both of you are so positive - it shows that Okita Souji's historical reputation is indeed It is indeed the most upright!"

Niou's words made Yamato Mamoru feel much more at ease, and he was full of respect for him.

"You are obviously still a teenager, but you can say such mature words... It really makes me..."

His little lord has grown up to be the best he can be, but he is still stuck in the past, missing the past.

Thinking that at the beginning of the new year, everyone should make progress. Yamato Mamoru suddenly had an idea.

He said solemnly: "Lord, after the New Year, can I leave Honmaru for a while?"

Although Okita-kun is still on his mind. But after spending so many years with Niou, he also had new emotions. He thought——

Grow up for Niou wholeheartedly!

"If you want to, you can do it at any time, but you must remember to say hello to Qing Guang!" As a sword from the same sect and even the same owner. The relationship between the two is like brothers - he hopes that both of them can have a brighter ending and future!

Hope they can be better!

"I know!" He didn't want California Qingguang to be sad for him.

The gift-giving process is long and joyful. First, Yamato Mamoru is safe here, and then...

"Is this a new cloak?" The blond teenager wearing a white shabby cloak lowered his eyes and said in a gloomy voice, "My lord, please take it back, I don't deserve to use such a good thing!"

Only at this time would he raise his eyes slightly and say, "I'm just a fake!"

"But I think you are very good!" Nioh said seriously.

He forcefully raised the head of Yamaguchi Koshihiro, firmly fixed his head between his two palms, looked at him seriously with their eyes facing each other.

"Don't say such words in front of me anymore. To me, each of your knives is genuine and unique to me - no one can replace it!"

"I..." The blond young man's face suddenly turned red as if he had a fever.