The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

Honmaru has been very busy recently because the Shinsengumi, who has been off work for five years, has finally returned to work and punched in.

The thoughts of those sword masters who resisted the Shinsengumi at the beginning also quietly changed.

Let’s not talk about anything else for now, but they have already fully realized what Kitsunesuke said about the Shinsengumi having no feelings towards them.

After all, no ruler would leave the territory without saying a word and then disappear without a trace for several years.

Even though he was treated coldly by them, the Shinsengumi still provided them with spiritual power and never stopped even after being away for such a long time.

The swordsmen in Honmaru sometimes wonder if their actions were too extreme in the first place, which is why the Shinsengumi left?

Then let’s be nicer to the Shinsengumi from now on, and everyone should listen carefully to his arrangements.

But after the Shinsengumi really came back, life in Honmaru hadn't changed much, and daily tasks were still arranged by Yakiri Hasebe.

No one cared whether the swords of Honmaru were surrendered or not. Everyone knew where the room of the Shinsengumi was, but it seemed that only Kitsunesuke had seen the Shinsengumi.

Uh, there is also the naughty Hewan.

In the big hall, everyone gathered here again in the name of lunch.

Jin Jian raised his hand and was the first to speak: "Shinsen-sama is a man, I saw it!"

"She's a big sister with long black hair! Who knows, she might be my favorite wife." Bao Ding Tōshirō said boldly.

Jin Jian felt that Bao Ding Toushirou had misunderstood the elder sister: "What? Didn't we both see it together? It's a man, although he has long hair."

"Oh, what a pity." Baoding Toushirou suddenly became depressed.

Jiro Tachi took a sip of wine. He didn't know how much he had drunk before, but now he reeked of alcohol.

He shook his wine cup and burped. "Isn't it, uh, a blond man? I've never seen one before."

Kashuu Kiyomitsu and Yamato-no-kami Yasunari took away Jiro Tachi's wine and wine cup, hoping that he would sober up temporarily.

"That's Yamaubakiri, Mr. Jiro, drink less."

Jiro Tachi was a little stunned, Yamaubakiri? Such a familiar name.

He thought about it and suddenly realized: "I remember, the one with the white cloak, running around in Honmaru all day, he used to have blond hair?"

"...That's Tsurumaru. He used to have white hair." Jiang Xue Sawamonji was almost speechless.

Tsurumaru and Yamaubakiri, the only similarity is the white cape, right? Now Tsurumaru has changed to a black cape, and there is no similarity at all.

"Hmm?" Jiro Tachi began to recall: "White hair? Oh, is it the one that keeps asking the master to comb his hair?"

"That's Kitsunemaru."

This time Jiro Tachi really remembered: "Kogumamaru, white hair, a talking fox on his shoulder, Sanjo sword school."

"This is me, Minghu, from the Awataguchi sword school." Minghu helplessly supported the drunk Jiro Tachi: "Mr. Jiro, drink less next time."

I'm so drunk that I can't tell people apart. What if the Shinsengumi suddenly arranges a battle?

Jiro Tachi's mind was in a mess. He looked at Minghu with a troubled expression on his face: "Don't lie to me, I really remember this. Awataguchi short sword, white-haired Gokotai."

The man holding him didn’t look like a dagger at all, and there was a fox on his shoulder, so - it was Kogunemaru!

"Although, although Mr. Jiro is right this time, it seems to have nothing to do with the original topic..." Wu Hu retreated in a low voice.

Weren't they just talking about Shinsengumi? Why did it suddenly turn into a review of white-haired swords?

"Shinsen-sama, it's a girl." Sayo Sawamonji said, "Give her dried persimmons, she doesn't like them."

Dried persimmon is Sayo Sawamonji's favorite snack. I didn't expect that he would be willing to share it with the Shinsengumi, but was rejected in the end.

So pitiful. Others felt a little sympathetic.

Souzo Sawamonji touched Sayo Sawamonji's head and comforted her: "The Shinsengumi may not like to eat dried persimmons, but they don't dislike Sayo."

"Yes." Sayo Samonji nodded and spread out her palm: "Shinsen-sama, give me the candy."

Although she didn't take his persimmon cake, she gave him candy and touched his head.

Fujishiro and the others gathered around and started discussing:

"Oh! How nice! It's candy."

"So the Shinsengumi-sama is a girl!"

"I want candy too..."

Sayo Sawamonji looked at the six candies in her hand, then looked at the large group of Toushirou, and her expression became distressed:

“Can’t separate the candies.”

Yaoyan held back his overly excited brothers and comforted Sayo Sawamonji: "Saya, just keep it for yourself. We can ask the Shinsengumi-sama for it."

Toushirou and the others looked at each other and asked cautiously, "Yaken-san, can we go find the Shinsengumi-sama?"

Yakuin couldn't answer because the Shinsengumi didn't seem to intend to subdue them. Rather than letting them run wild, it was more like ignoring them.

"Ugh……"

The room was filled with gloom and sadness. All the harsh words and aggressive behavior he had said back then finally turned into boomerangs and stabbed him.

Kitsunesuke came skipping in from outside: "Everyone is here."

It jumped to the side of Yakiri Hasebe and said, "Your Highness Hasebe, the Shinsengumi wants to see you. Remember to go there after dinner."

Hearing this, Yakiri Hasebe stood up excitedly: "Summon me? Really?"

"Yes, after all, you have been handling the work all these years, so it can be considered a work report."

With everyone's expectations, Yakiri Hasebe strode out of the Great Hall: "Yes! I'll go now!"

"There's no need to be so anxious. Hey, wait for me, Lord Hasebe." Kitsunesuke chased after him with his short legs.

With a nervous mood, Yakiri Hasebe walked to the door and knocked on it: "Shinsen-sama, I am Yakiri Hasebe."

"Come in." A reply came from behind the door.

Judging from the voice, the person Xiaoye saw should be the Shinsengumi, Yakiri Hasebe guessed.

After pushing the door open, he discovered that all the legendary Shinsengumi were here.

A young man with long black hair, a young man with blond hair, and a little girl.

The girl was sitting in the main seat. Yamaubakiri next to her nodded and greeted Yakiri Hasebe, then continued playing shogi with the man opposite her.

After only one glance, Yakiri Hasebe lowered his head and knelt down in front of the desk. "Shinsen-sama, what can I do for you?"

Qinghe had just finished looking through the work logs and financial statements of these years. There were no major problems, so he just wanted to ask him some questions.

"I see that Xiaopan's expenditures seem to be only a few?"

Don't they have any supplies to buy? Are they completely self-sufficient?

It seems that their wages have never been paid. Don’t they feel that something is wrong? Wow, what a bunch of workers.

Yakiri Hasebe thought she was questioning him, and hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, Shinsengumi-sama, but several buildings in Honmaru have fallen into disrepair, so we had to spend some money."

"Hiss... That's not the question." Qinghe discovered that they were focusing on different things.

"Well, forget it. Let's count the battles, daily missions, and expeditions of Honmaru swords in the past five years, by individual."

Although Yakiri Hasebe didn't know why she was doing this statistics, he still nodded and agreed: "Yes."

"Besides Tsurumaru, is there anyone else in Honmaru infected with the aura of darkness?" Haruka didn't want a small matter to turn into several troubles, so he just solved it all at once.

Yakiri Hasebe felt a little uneasy. The Shinsengumi suddenly asked this. Could it be that he was going to execute the Dark Fallen Sword?

Qinghe's patience has always been selective. When it comes to almost unfamiliar swords, her tolerance is basically zero.

Her fingers tapped on the table, as if urging: "Is this question difficult to answer?"

"No." Yakiri Hasebe came back to his senses and answered respectfully: "There are also Rantoshiro, Hotaru and... Suzumaru Tsuneji."

When he mentioned the last name, Yakiri Hasebe's voice became quieter.

Even the Buddha's sword, one of the five greatest swords in the world, has fallen into darkness. It is not difficult to imagine what tragedy has happened in this Honmaru in the past.

"Yeah, four." It was a lot less than she expected.

Qinghe closed his work plan: "Okay, I'm done asking questions. If you don't have anything else to do, go ahead and get busy."

Yakiri Hasebe hesitated for a long time, but when he thought of the expectant eyes of everyone in Honmaru, he still tentatively asked: "Shinsen-sama, when will you formally attend the Honmaru gathering?"

"Should I join in too?" Qinghe didn't really want to. She felt it was a bit weird to attend a party with a group of strangers.

"Everyone wants to meet you."

Hearing this reason, Qinghe refused: "If that's the reason, then there's no need."

There is no emotional foundation, so why are you looking forward to it so much? Would you be happy to meet a stranger?

She didn't even know them, so why did they need to meet? She couldn't understand it anyway.

"But..." Yakiri Hasebe still wanted to fight for it.

"Shh." Qinghe was already tired of listening and started to make trouble by lying on the table.

Work colleagues should not be involved in your life. This is a very important sense of boundaries.

"Yes." Yakiri Hasebe had no other choice.

They were the ones who avoided the Shinsengumi in the beginning, and now the Shinsengumi doesn't want to see them either. I just hope that the relationship can be eased in the future.