【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

Following Kitsunesuke's introduction, Ichigo Ichijin felt as if he had returned to the very beginning before he fell into darkness.

At that time, Kitsunesuke's introduction was very brief, and the rest needed to be supplemented by the individual himself.

Ichigo Ichifumi would salute the lord and say in a gentle voice: I am Ichigo Ichifumi. This is the only katana work by Awataguchi Yoshimitsu.

The phrase "Awataguchi Yoshimitsu's only tachi work" not only explains the origin of the name and the maker of the sword, but also expresses the sword's own pride.

He liked to introduce himself in this way, and mentioned his younger brothers as well, for fear that the daggers would be ignored.

But later, the younger brothers were still despised and forced to break their swords, and nothing could go back.

Thinking of this, the black lines on Yiqi Yizhen's face moved a little, and his half-blue pupils looked a little empty.

He had really seen too many scenes like this...

My brothers are worthless daggers, can they be destroyed at will?

They have all become countless copies, but still cannot escape the fate of being cut by a knife.

Humans are so hypocritical, they say this is a consumable item...

Kitsunesuke finished speaking and then quietly waited for Ichigo Ichijin to step forward and introduce himself.

As a result, it waited for a while but didn't hear Ichigo Ichijin speak. The dark aura on him was a bit stronger. It knew that today's negotiations might not go well, so it hurriedly looked at the Shinsengumi carefully.

Jiangchuankami ignored Kitsunesuke's hint, glanced around calmly, and then slowly spoke to Ichiki Ichijin with a very arrogant attitude.

"You have such an unrestrained emotion as hatred. Do you think I will still pretend to be kind and communicate with you peacefully? I am not interested in your past. I can do whatever I want...including assassination or direct attack."

Jiang Chuan Shang finished speaking, raised his eyebrows slightly and continued: "But you have to be responsible for your own actions. I think no one wants that ending to happen, right?"

His voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating. The Tsukumogami who were hiding nearby and observing had excellent hearing and could hear it clearly. Their expressions changed immediately.

The spiritual power just now warned them that they could not defeat the new Shinsengumi. If they continued to assassinate him recklessly, wouldn't it be like hitting a rock with an egg, and they would die a huge death?

Everyone understood this principle, and no one rushed out for a while.

Ichiki Ichijin barely came back to his senses at the sound of the pleasant voice. After thinking for a while, he understood the logic behind it, so he chose to stay put. He slowly lowered his head to look at his two younger brothers beside his legs, his lips moving silently.

...Toushirou.

Toushirou is the surname of all the younger brothers. Except for Gokotai, all the others are Toushirou. It is a friendly general name for them.

But now, his Toushirou brothers can no longer respond to Aniga's call...

A hint of sadness appeared in his half-blue eyes.

After a while, this brother-control freak, turned to look at Jiangchuankami, and finally lowered his back which had been straight for a long time, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"In the next issue, Toushirou is my younger brother... three fallen Tsukumogami."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga beside him made two "tsk" sounds, with an extremely relaxed expression, as if all this had nothing to do with him, but his golden eyes were always filled with malice.

"First issue, are you giving in so easily?"

"..."

Ichiki remained silent, but his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists subconsciously.

Because he used too much force, his sharp nails dug deeply into his palms, and soon a small piece of bright red blood was drawn and dripped down between his fingers.

Fortunately, it was too dark at night and it was drizzling, so no one noticed.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't notice it either. After staring at Ichigo Ichibaki for a while, he knew that he wouldn't get an answer from Ichigo Ichibaki. Shrugging nonchalantly, he stood aside with his arms folded, his eyes rolling.

There is no doubt that he is up to something bad.

Black-hearted crane.

Jiang Chuan Shang lowered his eyes and took in their little movements.

Just as Jiang Chuan Shang was about to say something to end this meaningless communication, a figure walked out from the darkness again and interrupted Jiang Chuan Shang's words.

"Haha, he's the first Shinsengumi. There's no reason for an old man not to meet him."

The person who spoke was a tall young man with blue hair. He walked slowly out of the darkness. His every move was elegant and noble, as if he was attending a court banquet, and he slowly came into people's sight.

People will find that this young man has an extremely delicate and handsome appearance, with a beautiful glow, and the bright moon is reflected in his ocean-blue eyes.

Compared with the two fallen dark-souled gods present, there were no ominous black lines on his face. Only one of his hands was awkwardly tucked into his sleeve, and as he moved, it was deliberately hidden at his side so as not to be noticed.

It was not until he walked up to Jiangchuan with a smile on his face that the fallen god introduced himself to him.

"My name is Mikazuki Munechika, and I was born at the end of the 11th century, which means I'm an old grandfather."

The young man had a gentle and warm smile on his face, fully exuding a peaceful aura. Compared with the two obviously hostile Tsukumogami next to him, his attitude was very friendly, which made it easy for people to let down their guard.

But, is that really the case? The smile clearly doesn't reach his eyes.

This Honmaru is a completely dark and corrupted Honmaru, and the Tsukumogami inside are naturally dark and corrupted as well, without any exception.

Jiangchuan's light gaze fell on the hand that Mikazuki Munechika deliberately hid, and he curled his lips.

"Mikazuki? I think I've seen your true form. Then take out your hand."

It was clearly a tone of request, but with Jiangchuankami's arrogant expression, it became an interjection of command.

"Eh?" Mikazuki Munechika blinked in confusion, then his body stiffened, with a look of scrutiny and evaluation in his eyes, "The Shinsengumi has seen my true form? That's really fate."

Jiang Chuan Shang urged him impatiently: "Hurry up."

"Okay, okay, now that you've met me, I won't refuse. It's just..."

Mikazuki Munechika paused, an embarrassed and helpless expression on his face, which was just the right amount of doting.

He continued: "It's just that... this sword of mine was said to be the most beautiful among the five swords in the world. Now I'm afraid it's not beautiful anymore. It's still you, the Shinsengumi, who should be more impressed. I'm really showing off my ugliness."

As he spoke, he finally raised the arm that had been hidden in his sleeve and revealed his hand without hesitation.

What kind of hand is that?

It would be better to say that they are eerie white bones rather than hands. The black air surrounding them is a symbol of his downfall. The bones even extend to his sleeves, making it hard to tell how downtrodden he has become.

The whole arm can't be disabled, right?

Jiang Chuan came up and ordered him to put down his arms.

"I've seen it, put it down."

After making sure that the Shinsengumi didn't show any look of disgust or surprise on his face, Mikazuki Munechika smiled and lowered his arm as he was told.

He did not forget to deliberately add one more sentence, "Is that it? Did the Shinsengumi forget to say something?"

Forgot something?

Is there any need to comment on his bone-like hands?

Jiang Chuan Shang suddenly sneered, satisfying his evil taste.

"It's really ugly, but... I like it."