Honmaru Notebook[Comprehensive]

After receiving the order from Imaken, Lai didn't dare to delay, and immediately came back with a knee pill, and then hurried to visit his brother, and solemnly accepted the order of "take care of everything in the mansion when I'm not at home" Order.

After returning to pay homage to the Patriarch, Kagemaru went to look for his elder brother, and unexpectedly found the man who was supposed to be drunk leaning against the gate alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother? How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing his younger brother's voice, Mustache woke up like a dream, rubbed his neck, and complained to himself: "Ah, the master is really merciless, although the body is a knife, it can't be cut with hands like chopping a stake. Come on..."

Kagemaru didn't hear clearly for a while: "What?"

Hikiri waved his hands with a smile: "It's nothing, what can I gain from going out for a trip?"

Keimaru stared feebly at his older brother who was pretending to be stupid, wanting to get violent, but what could he do...

Seeing such a face with such an expression, I can't get angry no matter what.

——Calm down, Kemaru, that's your elder brother, don't commit the crime of treason!

"Anijia! I'm Knee Maru! Knee Maru! HI—ZA—MA—LU—!"

——No, why can’t I calm down? Why can’t I remember the name of my dear brother? Why!

Hidekiri pulled the coat on his shoulders: "Ah, don't need to emphasize this, I remember."

Kagemaru's eyes were full of doubts: "Such words... I've heard it many times..."

Hidekiri's round and sweet voice was ups and downs: "You have to believe it once."

Kenmaru looked at his elder brother desperately: "I still don't remember what I said..."

Higiri wisely changed the subject: "The head of the family is going to Kanto tomorrow."

Hearing this, Keimaru also became serious: "Isn't the creed instilled in us by current affairs that history cannot be changed, brother, what do you want to do?"

The mustache-cut golden cat eyes looked extremely cold under the refraction of the light: "Then you mean, do you want to do that... that... watch the Patriarch die?"

Kemimaru frowned, trying to appease Higakiri: "Brother! That's not what I meant! But...but we have to face the result of changing the history, how can we guarantee that in the changed history, the Patriarch will not encounter anyone again?" danger?"

Mustache narrowed his eyes, and Sen Leng's words came out word by word from his thin lips: "This excuse is the reason why you stand idly by the Patriarch's death?"

Knemaru was irritated by the doubts in the words, and lowered his voice to defend: "Brother! You should at least consider whether we can bear such consequences! Can we really change the life of the Patriarch so wantonly?"

——Is such self-willedness for the sake of the Patriarch, or...for himself?

Mustache pursed his lips all of a sudden, his golden pupils were full of unavoidable pain and panic, and there was also a flame like lava.

He didn't say anything, and turned his face to avoid the questioning in Kagemaru's eyes.

this problem……

Even he himself was confused.

Seeing the Patriarch again, he kept approaching and teasing, as if offering himself without any scruples, but was rejected by the Patriarch again and again.

Such refusal made him seem to have returned to the time when he had not yet obtained a human form.

At that time, he was given as a gift to the head of the family together with Knee Maru, and it was the first time he was held tightly, and he was used for the first time...

The fate of the sword is to be broken on the battlefield. He accepts this fate and is willing to die calmly for the Patriarch.

But the ensuing treatment made him confused.

It wasn't that the Patriarch didn't treat him well enough, nor was it the Patriarch's fault, but he just could faintly feel that... the Patriarch didn't like him that much, at least not as much as he likes Kewan.

Such a difference, from the fact that every time the enemy is defended, it is the knee pill that is first unsheathed, every time it is maintained first, it is the knee pill, and every time it stays in the dormitory to accompany the Patriarch, it is the knee pill...

As a sword, his only existence value is his Patriarch, and his Patriarch——

Bit by bit, a signal was instilled into him from the tiny details, a signal that was getting stronger and stronger.

——His patriarch, the patriarch he admired all his life, the patriarch he loved with all his heart...

——didn't love him as much as he thought.

He tried his best to hold a naked/sincere heart, lowered himself into the dust, and only asked his Patriarch to look at him.

He thought his prayers were finally heard, and when he traveled through the torrent of time and saw the figure engraved in his heart again, he was ecstatic, but he was too timid to go forward.

He thought he could change something with this meeting, he was immersed in such a dream, and this dream was finally crushed cruelly.

Ping Zhongchang, Kanto.

That final battle.

What remains in the memory is the blood all over the sky, the eyes that will never open, the lips that will never smile, and the cold hands that will never hold him tightly.

... Faced with such despair, couldn't he change something?

Is it selfish to think like this?

That was the person who gave him guidance when he was ignorant, the person he dreamed of following.

And for such an amazingly talented person, the abrupt ending was like a joke, which made him unable to accept it no matter what...

Kagemaru stared into the eyes of his elder brother, Amber Jin: "I don't agree."

The thick darkness in Mustache’s eyes revealed undisguisedly, and he lowered his voice very softly, as if pouring sweet words of love to his sleeping lover in the middle of the night: “Then keep silent, as you have done in the past hundreds of years Same."

Kemaru stood up, looked at Higakiri with a look he had never seen before, and finally turned and left without saying anything.

------Dividing line------

When the Genji brothers had a dispute here, Minamoto Shigemitsu in the main house was tasting the new tea sent by the vassal below. The person who made the tea for him was none other than the legendary sword Mikazuki, one of the five swords that shake the world. Zong near.

Yaoyan volunteered to pack Yuan Zhongguang's luggage and belongings, Gu Gu followed silently, and the huge main house seemed a bit empty after the people retreated.

Sanriyue rolled up the wide sleeve with one hand, lifted the tea set with the other, and poured the strong tea into the teacup intently. The golden rice lotus fringe on his temple hair reflected a soft halo on the side of his fair face along with his lowered eyebrows.

As the most beautiful blade in the world, Sanriyue's every move is full of grace and elegance, which perfectly interprets what is meant by "beautiful beauty".

But in the face of such a top-notch beauty, Yuan Shigemitsu felt very guilty, sitting upright, with his back straight, looking at his eyes and nose, looking at his heart, seemingly calm and calm, but he didn't look at the crescent moon beside him.

San Riyue held up the exquisite tea bowl: "I remember that the Lord likes to drink strong tea, so he made his own opinions. I hope the Lord will not blame you."

Yuan Shigemitsu blinked quickly: "I didn't—"

Sanriyue then smiled and said: "If the lord wants to blame me, I am willing to accept your punishment, as long as you don't leave without saying goodbye again, this kind of punishment is too cruel to me."

Yuan Shigemitsu immediately closed his mouth, took the tea bowl silently, and stared at the tea inside, as if he wanted to stare at a flower in it.

—Look, look!He knows it!

This kind of Ping An old knife has a deep scheming heart and a calm expression on the surface. In fact, he doesn't know how to hold grudges in his heart. There are words in every sentence, and he wants to cry but has no tears.

but……

Yuan Zhongguang stared at the tea noodles, who made him feel guilty...

At the beginning, in order to leave the abandoned time and space, his methods were a little more intense. He obviously had no grievances or enmity with Sanriyue, and as the first master, he was such an important identity. When he felt a sense of dependence and trust on him, he knew it without thinking , which caused a great psychological shadow to Fu Sangshen who had just transformed.

If I insist on an analogy...it might be that the father who relied on Rumu committed suicide in front of me, and the suicide knife was handed over by himself. The bloody scene of death can be classified as a violent and bloody scene... right...

Especially that son is only five or six years old and doesn't even have a mother.

It's even worse when you think about it.

Yuan Shigemitsu has always been willing to release greater malice to malice, but no one has ever taught him how to release kindness to kindness, let alone how to make up for those who have been hurt by his own malice.

Not to mention that Sanriyue saved him again.

Worry, my hair is about to fall out.

Is it too late not to admit that he is Minamoto Shigemitsu?

As if sensing his thoughts, the smiling Taidao slowly said: "This scene is the same as when I first transformed, except that there is a plate of cherry blossoms and fruits missing."

Yuan Shigemitsu continued to remain silent.

——The same size as you, at that time you were clearly a long-legged blueberry Daifuku, what about now?

Yuan Zhongguang glanced at him, suddenly angry.

——Hehe, taller than me!

"My lord, listen to Jin Jian, it's not the first time that a non-violation envoy has appeared?" Ping An Laodao, who has insight into people's hearts, noticed that his lord seemed to be depressed all of a sudden, so he immediately changed the topic. Anyway, he has found someone, so ——

They have a long way to go.

Yuan Zhongguang glanced at Sanriyue very quickly, as if he wanted to figure out what he meant by saying this.

Sanriyue remained motionless as a mountain and let him watch: "The lord must have discovered the reason. As long as you stay here for a day, the danger will increase exponentially... and your body is still in the pill, when will you go back?"

Yes, yes, his body is still in the pill, so he has to go back anyway.

Yuan Shigemitsu hesitated and didn't speak.

According to what Foxnosuke told him at the beginning, the method of breaking time and space requires a lot of spiritual power. Last time, he used blood as a medium, so he went to the wrong time and space and fell into the wolf's den. Raikou's body has no spiritual power at all...

San Riyue's eyes were backed by the light, dyed with a broad and rich ocean-like dark blue, covering up the heavy emotions that were suppressed by the utmost restraint.

He didn't know when he got close to Yuan Shigeguang, his graceful chin rested on Yuan Shigeguang's shoulder, and his mellow voice sounded softly: "If it's about spiritual power, please don't worry, we will solve it for you, as long as you—"

"Come with us."

The author has something to say: This... I really can't hold back anything if I don't save the manuscript in the future... [Frustrated body bends forward] So I can only guarantee that the next day will be updated, and sometimes it may be added, just as a gift Surprise for the little angels~【Whistling】

The next chapter will be on the battlefield~ There will be a new sword, guess who it is~

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