On the second day, Egawakami woke up early and had dinner in the Honmaru.

On the surface, the overall atmosphere seems no different from the past, but there are undercurrents underneath.

For example, Mikazuki Munechika sat back on the right side of Egawakami, and even though a certain golden-haired tsukumogami wrapped in a white sheet felt so guilty that he wanted to escape underground, he still gritted his teeth and greeted Egawakami.

The others were watching with their eyes and noses, and were actually trying to see what was happening and why the atmosphere had become so subtle.

Of course, this does not include Mikazuki Munechika, who is not easily affected by fame or disgrace. Even though there are faint dark circles under his eyes, he seems to be unaffected and speaks first, breaking the silence in the room.

"Master, will you return to the human world after breakfast?"

Jiang Chuan Shang took a sip of lotus seed porridge and nodded slowly in response.

"Oh, what's going on with this manager Mikazuki?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said in surprise, leaning forward, trying to carefully see the signs of poor sleep in Mikazuki Munechika's eyes.

His voice was not very loud, but everyone in the room could hear it clearly. Their eyes quickly and secretly gathered on the right side of the main seat, trying to see the difference between this one of the Five Swordsmen in the World and the past.

But unfortunately, they could not see anything. Facing everyone's investigation, Mikazuki Munechika smiled as usual. The golden wheat ear ornament in his hair fluttered gently when he raised his hand, which made him look more elegant and luxurious.

He even ignored the prying eyes and focused completely on the Shinsengumi in the main seat, as if the Shinsengumi was the only one in the world.

Everyone saw something again.

After all, everyone saw that Mikazuki Munechika was dull and had no interest in anything yesterday. Although that was abnormal, it was even more abnormal that he was still the same as always.

——It’s like being coaxed.

Everyone thought silently, their minds turning over and over.

As for this misleading story, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it, and it is very likely that the new Shinsengumi will be the one to untie it.

So, did something happen last night that they didn't know about?

Recalling the usual style of the Shinsengumi, everyone blushed again and made groundless guesses:

They wouldn't, wouldn't they, implement the sleeping shift system?

As the name suggests, "Nentoban" means sleeping together with the juror gods. This is no secret in Honmaru. There is even a word "ban", which indicates that it is the job that the tsukumogami can take turns doing.

As for whether this was just a simple chat under the covers or a deeper exchange, I asked the on-duty Fusangshen whether he was willing.

But now it seems, ask yourself, who would be unwilling?

Such a beautiful and fatally attractive Shinsengumi would make them desire a more intimate entanglement with her because of the flow of spiritual energy in her body.

For example, the desire to be close to him, the desire to be near him, the desire for his love, the desire to become stronger so as to protect him...

They are knives, swords, and tsukumogami who recognize their masters. They are born to be with the Shinsengumi, especially when they are given a second life.

Mikazuki Munechika did not say a word in the face of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's provocation, but just quietly held a cup of hot tea, with the green leaves of Biluochun floating in it.

Among the Genji's treasures, Higekiri, who was always looking for trouble, spoke up.

The two brothers were originally attendants for the day, but they were replaced by one person for that short half day, and the two had to return home in disappointment.

"I found an unexpected surprise, Niimaru. It seems our Shinsengumi-sama has won three hearts in one night."

Higekiri's voice was very gentle, but because of the deliberate tone, it had an elusive meaning.

As for which three hearts they were, everyone knew at a glance: they were Mikazuki Munechika, Ichigo Ichibuki, and the other one, Beibei, who never had much presence but was still remembered by his colleagues.

The look of someone mustering the courage to say hello is hard to ignore. After all, wherever a Shinsengumi exists, all eyes are focused.

Having been successfully misled by a name, a big “井” character appeared on the top of Hibikimaru’s head, and he angrily and habitually corrected: “Anijia, I’m Hibikimaru, Hibikimaru!”

With the two of them livening up the atmosphere, Mikazuki Munechika finally spoke with a smile while holding his tea.

"Ahahaha, so what? Isn't it nice to have Honmaru bustling with life? I haven't seen such a lively Honmaru in a long time. It's all thanks to the master."

He shifted the topic to Jiang Chuan Shang again.

Ishikiri Maru, who was standing next to him, looked at the hot tea in his hand with disapproval, and gave him some detailed instructions.

"Mikazuki, don't drink tea right after a meal. Wait half an hour before drinking it. It will help digestion."

Jiro Tachi, dressed in gorgeous singing girl's clothes, put one hand on her brother's shoulder and spoke with a red face and a little drunkenness.

"If you can't drink tea, then drink wine, okay? I've already drank it, hiccup——"

"Brother, drink less, don't delay things."

Taro Tachi said helplessly, keeping a distance from him to avoid being smelled by the alcohol. He was not a worldly person, so naturally he didn't like to be contaminated by these worldly things.

However, he was worried about his brother's alcoholism, but he didn't interfere too much, because he knew that his own Oudoudou would know how to handle the situation, even though he was a Shinsengumi...

Taro Tachi cast his gaze towards Egawakami who was sitting in the main seat, then pursed his lips and fell silent.

He had witnessed the powerful spiritual strength of the new Shinsengumi and wanted to compete with him. He was also quite satisfied with the other party's height.

But his height of nearly two meters was obviously too much for the door lintel to bear.

Big tall everyday sensitive group.

Jiang Chuan Shang ignored their after-meal discussion. After drinking half a bowl of lotus seed porridge, Jiang Chuan Shang got down from his seat, turned the compass, and returned to the present world.

After he left, the room fell into silence again. Some people breathed a sigh of relief, while others felt lost.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga held his face in his hands and said unabashedly, "Just go wherever you want? He doesn't take this place seriously, he didn't even say hello!"

Mikazuki Munechika was blowing away the hot steam from the cup, looking leisurely and comfortable, with only a glimmer of dark light in his eyes inlaid with golden crescents.

He is now very curious about what the Shinsengumi will do in the real world. Will their life be the same as in Honmaru?

-

This time, Jiang Chuan Shang adjusted his position and landed directly in the living room. He changed into a slightly thicker black kimono of the same style, except that the patterns on the cuffs and collar were different, and the belt around his waist had a gold edge.

Instead, it made Jiang Chuan Shang's waist look even slimmer.

It snowed last night. Although Jiang Chuan Shang deliberately made it snow heavier, it still snowed all night long and the scenery outside was worth seeing.

Jiang Chuan Shang was about to go out when he heard the doorbell ring. He paused slightly and opened the door directly.

What caught my eye was a young man with orange hair and a hat that just reached my shoulders.

Nakahara Chuuya didn't expect the door to be opened so quickly. He was stunned for a moment, his sapphire eyes flashed with nervousness, and he spoke quickly as if he was restrained.

"Good morning, Mr. Kawakami. I, I'm here to invite you to enjoy the snow scenery. Were you okay last night?"

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