At this time, Jiangchuankami stood up leisurely, looking down at Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, his pair of ink-black eyes filled with contempt.

He asked Yamaubakiri Kunihiro in a tone that brooked no refusal: "How about I give you a week to prepare, and then we'll set off?"

By then, when Yamaubakiri Kunihiro returns from his training, will he still be the cowardly and inferior person he is now?

Can he take off the sheets, step out of the shackles of imitations, and show his original strong confidence?

Jiang Chuan Shang wanted to see it, and also wanted to see to what extent the practice of swordsmanship could evolve.

Well, let’s start with Yamaubakiri Kunihiro.

Jiang Chuan Shang lowered his eyes quietly, hiding the dark color in his eyes.

Yamaubakiri Kunihiro raised his eyes along with Egawakami's movements, and naturally saw the affirmation conveyed by those black eyes. He subconsciously took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Becoming stronger, the expectation from the Shinsengumi, one must become stronger.

There is no need to say more, the result is of course affirmative!

For the first time, Yamaubakiri Kunihiro expressed his inner thoughts loudly. Similarly, in that look, he also had a strong desire to speak out.

"no problem!"

Although he was curled up on the edge of the table and looked extremely small, his face, as clear green as lake water, was full of determination, a determination unprecedented in history.

Jiang Chuan Shang laughed: "It's good to have this awareness."

Then, with a smile on his face, he took two steps forward, leaned over slightly, placed his hand gently on the top of Yamaubakiri Kunihiro's head, and slowly spoke.

"Then don't let me down, Kunihiro."

As always, Egawakami did not add the surname of Yamaubakiri, but instead called him by his first name affectionately.

This not only narrowed the distance between the two people, but was also a rare encouragement for Yamaubakiri Kunihiro himself.

Feeling the gentle caress on his head, Yamaubakiri Kunihiro tilted his head back slightly. Compared to his hot face, he could clearly feel that the palm of his hand seemed to have no temperature at all, and was even cool.

However, at this moment, Yamaubakiri Kunihiro did not feel cold, nor did he dislike the touch from the Shinsengumi. He even vaguely felt a warmth flowing through his whole body from the tip of his heart, making him squint his eyes in enjoyment.

——It seemed that it particularly enjoyed being stroked by Jiang Chuanxiang, just like a cat, and a homeless little white cat.

Jiangchuankami rubbed his hand twice and then let go. Seeing that Yamaubakiri Kunihiro was still immersed in his thoughts for a long time, he did not intend to interrupt him, but raised his foot and walked towards the closet on his own.

Since he had re-arranged all the furnishings in the living room yesterday, there were several wooden carved screens in his room that could be pushed together to serve as partitions.

Jiang Chuan Shang walked inside and found the wardrobe next to the bedroom.

The bedroom is larger than other places, and the space is more in line with the antique memory, without any Japanese style.

After Jiang Chuan Shang walked over, he went straight to the closet door and took off his suit jacket one by one.

He was barefoot, having kicked off his slippers when he entered the living room, which was covered with a soft carpet but was not in the way.

Next he unbuckled his belt and took off his casual trousers, with a faint rustling sound.

Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, who had come to his senses at some point, suddenly panicked when he realized that the Shinsengumi in front of him had disappeared. He subconsciously stood up from his seat and followed the route he recalled to check, and he heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

He paused, then took another step forward for unknown reason, just in time to see the layout of the bedroom clearly.

Due to the angle, the first thing that caught Yamaubakiri Kunihiro's eye was not the large wooden carved bed of a completely different style, but the smooth back of the Shinsengumi with his hair loose.

When the warm light was not particularly bright, he, as the tsukumogami, could clearly see the smooth skin of the Shinsengumi exposed, which was even white enough to glow in the dim light.

It's like a piece of flawless mutton-fat jade that is very suitable for playing in the palm of your hand. It is delicate and white, and you can tell at a glance that it is so delicate that it can be blown away. Its skin color is whiter than new snow.

Because he is so thin, people can easily outline his perfect skeleton with their eyes. His skin is just right in symmetry. He couldn't be any thinner.

The lines of the back are also very smooth, and the waist is slender, as if it can be grasped in one hand. Every gesture reveals a kind of strength and flexibility. It is a unique beauty that is a contradictory fusion of coldness and temptation.

Yamaubakiri Kunihiro was watching in fascination, and he noticed that the Shinsengumi's hair, which was cascading down her back like a waterfall, had some strands even falling onto her chest, and a few strands scattered on her shoulders.

The inky black and shiny hair makes the Shinsengumi's shoulders look round and white, which is very impactful and exquisite, making people unable to resist the urge to squeeze it in the palm of their hands and play with it.

Doesn’t it feel soft and smooth?

……

Ah! What on earth was I thinking!

When Yamaubakiri Kunihiro realized what he was thinking, a particularly obvious blush had already spread across his face, and his heartbeat, which had just calmed down not long ago, was beating violently again, and was getting more and more intense.

bang bang bang...

The sound of heartbeats like drums rang in his ears, and the sound continued and the volume continued to increase, as if it was going to burst through his chest, making Yamaubakiri Kunihiro swallow his saliva unconsciously and his throat feel dry.

Even my nose is itchy, as if something is about to come out...

Yamaubakiri Kunihiro quickly pinched his nose with his hands and came back to his senses for a while.

In his heart, he knew clearly that he should look away, and he also knew that peeping was wrong. However, his eyes seemed to be glued to the beautiful scenery and he couldn't move them away, and his mind was in a mess.

Almost had a nosebleed.

He also always knew that the new Shinsengumi was extremely beautiful, a beauty that even transcended gender boundaries, and was so stunning that he was the only one of his kind left in the world.

It is a beauty that is loved by both men and women. It is also as beautiful as a gorgeous and delicate medieval oil painting, and it has won the endless favor of the Creator.

She is truly "beautiful", both in terms of her face and... her figure.

Fortunately, Jiangchuankami changed clothes very quickly. After choosing from the wardrobe for a few times, Jiangchuankami changed into a loose black kimono with gold edges to cover up the fantastic beauty.

Yamaubakiri Kunihiro finally woke up from his dream. His face was frighteningly hot, as if he had just been roasted on a fire. There was even a layer of nervous sweat on his forehead.

As he lost water, his mouth felt drier and he realized something.

So, he hurriedly pulled the sheet off his head completely, trying his best to cover his shy face, and at the same time, he despised himself in his heart.

So, so embarrassing...

How could he just look at the Shinsengumi and fantasize about it...

Yamaubakiri Kunihiro felt shy and agitated. Not only was he embarrassed about peeking, but he also felt at a loss as to what to do about the strange feeling in his body.

How could he desire the God Judge...

He is not a simple Tsukumogami who does not understand love. Having experienced so many things, he actually knew it a long time ago, but he has not experienced it, so naturally he does not know what to do.

...My mind suddenly became a mess.

Egawakami knew that Yamaubakiri Kunihiro was peeking at him, so he just let it go.

But he didn't expect the other party to be so shy, even though he had everything he should have.

Too naive, like a confused little deer that can only run around randomly.

Egawakami looked at Yamaubakiri Kunihiro lovingly as he hid himself tightly in the sheets and squeezed into the corner. He had no doubt that if there was a hole here, he would definitely crawl into it and never come out.

Perhaps he noticed Egawakami's gaze, and Yamaubakiri Kunihiro's whole body trembled nervously under the sheets, which was very obvious.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuan Shang wanted to laugh, so he laughed out loud, and also had the urge to tease her.

He hadn't put on his clothes yet. After he pulled up his kimono at the shoulders, revealing only a bit of his fair chest, he waved to Yamaubakiri Kunihiro who was trying hard to reduce his presence.

"Come here, Kunihiro, help me with my belt."

The smiling voice was even too pleasant to the ear.

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