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

Jade trees are bright in the wind, and ice souls are bright under the moon.

Jiang Chuan Shang was still standing silently under the bright lights. He nodded indifferently and walked towards the two daggers.

Graceful and graceful.

This word quickly popped up in the minds of the guys in shorts. They dared not look directly at the new Shinsengumi. As soon as their breathing slowed down, they lowered their heads, not daring to look at him again.

Jiang Chuan Shang looked indifferent. He put on his slippers, then turned his gaze towards them. He took out two candies and leaned closer.

In order to please children, Jiang Chuan Shang specially prepared the candies and placed them in the space so that they can be taken out at any time. However, on weekdays, they have to pretend that they are taken out from the pocket.

Yagen Toushirou originally had his head down, but when he saw the hand that suddenly appeared in front of him and the two brightly colored hard candies on his fingertips, he reacted quickly and took them.

"Thank you, Judge."

Not only did he bow himself, he also pressed down the stiff-limbed Hakata Toushirou beside him to bow together with him, with a very proper attitude.

Jiang Chuan Shang chuckled, then quickly stood up, looked outside the door, and spoke slowly.

"Come on, lead the way for me."

Jiangchuan had been to the bathhouse with Kogunemaru last time, so he naturally knew the exact location of the bathhouse, but he would not miss any opportunity to use the Honmaru sword, which was also a way to promote a close relationship between the two.

The daggers did not comment, nor did they have the right to refuse.

Soon, Egawakami, led by the short sword, came to the open-air bathhouse in Honmaru.

The night in Honmaru is quieter, firstly because there are fewer people, and secondly because it cannot compare to the hustle and bustle and bright neon lights of reality. After the improvement of spiritual power and the cleaning and repair by the Fusangshen, Honmaru got rid of the labels of desolate and dilapidated words and became a paradise.

The crabapples are sleeping in spring, the cherry blossoms are scattered, and the wisteria flowers are everywhere. The water in the pond in the main courtyard is rippling with layers of light under the intersection of light and moonlight. The lush green bamboo tubes are turning and tipping with the rotation of the waterwheel, and the water circulates and tilts, making a crisp sound of dripping from time to time.

When the breeze blows, the red crabapple petals fall into the pond, easily stirring up the spring scenery.

Occasionally, the quiet air can be heard the chirping of insects and the clear calls of birds, which are the breath of spring and represent vitality and beauty.

We didn't encounter any other Tsukumogami along the way, and most of them were resting in their respective rooms at this time.

When they reached their destination, the daggers said goodbye and left at a lightning speed.

Jiang Chuan Shang ignored them and turned his gaze towards the hot spring pool.

The courtyard-style open-air hot spring house covers an area of ​​about 50 square meters. It gathers natural spring water and then heats it, becoming a place specifically for bathing and showering.

Judging from the visual, the spring water is very clear and has been specially modified. The surrounding area is decorated with clean and tidy marble, and people can lie down on it and take a nap.

Jiangchuankami did not see Ichigo Ichijin, but he saw toiletries and bath towels all prepared nearby.

Then he raised his hand to untie the belt he had just tied, letting his clothes fall to the ground. He then stepped onto the steps with his jade-like bare feet and walked into the water step by step.

The water temperature in the pool is very suitable. It feels warm as soon as you touch the water, and it becomes more comfortable as the water level gradually floods over your body.

Jiang Chuan Shang narrowed his eyes lazily and soaked lazily in the spacious hot spring, letting the soothing water flow soak his whole body. He continued to walk into the deep water area and then dived in.

The black hair, as long as a waterfall, was soaked in the water little by little, and then floated slowly and smoothly as she swam, like a ball of dense seaweed, covering the white and round shoulders.

His face occasionally emerged in the water, gorgeous as a demon, exquisite as a painting, rich and colorful, very much like the seductive ghosts and spirits in picture books who made a living by bewitching people, with a natural beauty, or maybe he was originally like that.

The agile figure swims freely in the water, and the long, straight legs are like the mermaid's natural fishtail. The toes are tensed between movements, drawing graceful arcs.

When Ichigo Ichijin came over with the honey water, he also didn't see anyone. He only saw clothes scattered on the ground, and he was sure that the person should have arrived, maybe in the sparkling water.

When she thought of that scene, her ears turned red and she rubbed them uncomfortably.

He put down the tray in his hand, picked up the black kimono neatly and virtuously, tidied it up and put it back in the basket. Then he waited aside with a little embarrassment, waiting for the Shinsengumi to come up.

Ichigo Ichibu is the attendant tonight. The attendant's duty is to look after the person closely, be at the disposal of the Shinsengumi at will, and satisfy any basic needs.

What's more, it was a sword that was willing to give its full loyalty to its master. He had no intention of disobeying and was even happy to do so, although he still felt a little conflicted in his heart.

This tangle was naturally because he was nervous inside, always afraid that he would not do well and then be disliked. And when he thought about being disliked, he felt bad all over, and might as well let himself die.

Therefore, he was even a little panicked, but fortunately, he had a gentle personality and did not show it too much.

There is only one thing that is certain, he must instinctively please the new Shinsengumi and gain favor in order to avoid being rejected.

Time slowly passes as we wait.

After swimming upstream in a river and relaxing, he jumped out of the water. His seaweed-like black hair lay neatly on his smooth white back, and his temples were slightly messy.

The air was filled with water vapor, and a thin layer of water beads appeared on Jiang Chuan's forehead. His wet black pupils were clear and deep, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow that was invisible without careful observation, like clouds and fog.

The dark, thick hair fell on her snow-white shoulders, making her exquisite, ghostly face look even more like a flower that was about to wither and rot.

The thin, vermilion lips and flawless, porcelain-white skin, when soaked in hot spring water and turned a layer of pink, every inch of flesh carried a taste of decadence, tempting people to sink into infinite reverie.

He swam from the deep water to the shallow water, and slowly began to pace. His expression was lazy and casual from beginning to end, even though he actually had no expression on his face.

However, that overly beautiful face exposed to the air was even more bewitching under the cover of night. Surrounded by a thin layer of mist, it created an aura of decadent and enchanting charm.

The teardrop mole also became redder.

That ethereal temperament is even like that of an immortal but not an immortal, like a ghost but not a ghost, so beautiful that it is almost weird.

——It really goes beyond people’s aesthetic threshold.

When Ichigo Ichijin was standing on the shore and heard the sound of water and looked over, this was the scene he saw and he was stunned where he stood.

Thump, thump, thump...

The heart beats very strongly at first, but then it beats faster and faster, and it becomes: boom, boom, boom...

It seemed like it was about to jump out of my throat.

The beauty in the water is walking on the tip of my heart, and the spring scenery is boundless.

……

My throat became dry uncontrollably and my Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.