Honmaru Notebook[Comprehensive]

Yaoyan walked on the long wooden corridor, the semi-open corridor could not block such a heavy rain, the smooth wooden floor was full of wet water marks and scattered flowers and leaves blown in by the wind, it was desolate and pale The ground is attached to the wood, and the crimson color is only a circle of red at the end.

Yaken's back is straight, his hands are in his pockets, his eyes under the lens are deep and calm, revealing a hard texture like jade.

The door of the main house was closed tightly, the dagger stood at the door for a while, stretched out his gloved hand, and silently opened the curtain door.

A long shadow casts in with the light from outside the door. This is the outside room. In the empty room, there is only a low table and a simple vase on the table. The flowers in it have long withered and withered, but because of Time was tight, and no one thought to change it when they were packing up.

Yao Yan took a look at the flower, wrote it down, walked to the next door, and slowly opened it.

The room is not too dark, the window behind the screen is still open, there is a fresh smell after the rain in the room, mixed with the remnants of very faint incense, a pile of clothes are messily wrapped up, it can be seen that someone has tried their best to tidy up , but the result...

Yao Yan looked at the messy pile of fabrics, and decided to classify Sanri Yue Zongjin's ability to do housework as a disability.

The owner of Honmaru is still sleeping, with his back facing the door and obediently huddled under the quilt. His jet-black hair is scattered outside, and only half of his face from chin to cheek is exposed. Under the dim light, his plain white skin glows like pearls. Soft light.

He just lay there quietly, without the slightest precautions, like a wandering traveler, crossing the roaring wind and waves, and finally arrived at his own port in the night of thunder and lightning, throwing away all vigilance and vigilance, Openly revealing the softest self.

Yao Yan stood there and looked at him for a moment, his eyes flickered with hesitation, under the solidified hardness, there was trembling reason.

If you want people to not find your whereabouts with a flick of a dagger, it is really easy. They are born with such a hidden advantage. On the wooden floor, approaching the sleeping person——

"Okay...you give me enough time..."

The hand in the black glove was grasped by another warm hand. The sleeping person rose up from the dreamland as wide as the ocean and woke up. Relying on instinct, he stretched out his hand to hold something close to him, and then opened his eyes sleepily, dry His voice can't make a clear sound, it's hoarse and full of color/qi, and the dampness in his eyes still hasn't faded, like a tempting bottomless lake that will pull everyone who gets close Go down and drown.

——Where is the need for temptation, as long as he looks at them, they will jump in without hesitation, drop their armor and armor, and enjoy it.

"Ah...it's medicine research."

Yuan Shigemitsu blinked, driving away the last trace of tiredness. The tide and lake evaporated and disappeared like thin snow in the sun at that moment, and the gentle clarity like a mask was restored in his eyes.

Yao Yan knelt on one knee beside his bed, with one hand still held by him, with his usual calm demeanor: "General, the rain is about to stop, they found some food and came back, you are going to eat outside, or I Bring it in for you?"

As soon as the words came out, the dagger bit his lips without a trace.

That's not what he was going to say.

Minato Shigemitsu let go of Yaken's wrist, did not explain what he said when he grabbed him just now, and continued his words calmly: "Bring it in... I—"

He moved, as if he was about to sit up, and then his face twisted strangely, a little depression and helplessness appeared in his eyes, Yaoyan, who is good at observing words and expressions, immediately noticed the change in his expression, pushed his glasses, and said calmly : "The water will be boiled soon, please wait a moment."

Yuan Shigemitsu was startled, then rubbed his temples: "Where is Sankaiyue?"

Yao Yan put his hands on his lap neatly, the deep light in his purple eyes flashed past, and the dragonfly wiped the water surface and disappeared, he tilted his head, as if thinking of something interesting, the corner of his mouth hooked indistinctly: "Sanriyuedian and Hikakiridian, there should be something to talk about."

Hearing Higakiri's name, Minamoto Shigemitsu paused his hand, turned his head and didn't know what he was thinking, he sighed after a while, and stretched out a hand from under the quilt: "Yakuken, help me."

The short knife who is good at taking care of people did not speak, leaned forward, put one hand around the master's shoulder, and helped him up. The moment he lowered his head, he could clearly smell the warm fragrance of this person, and the near-sense of the three-day moon sect. The unique taste, the sweetness in the light bitterness, permeates from the flesh and bones of human beings, announcing its own sense of existence.

Although it was a short sword, Fu Sangshen's strength was absolutely beyond normal theory. Yaken easily supported Yuan Zhongguang to sit up, and neatly piled up a pile of soft pillows behind him.

Yuan Shigemitsu glanced at the pile of pillows, and finally succumbed to Yaken's silent and silent gaze, leaned on them obediently, and covered his body with a thin blanket like a child taken care of by a short knife.As soon as this was done, there was a slight sound at the door, Yaken got up and opened the door, Kikoko Sadamune and Akashi came in carrying a bucket of steaming water, followed by the bouncing little tengu.

"Owner!"

Seeing his master, Imai flew over happily, threw himself on the soft bedding, rubbed Minato Shigemitsu's arm in his arms, his clear crimson eyes were filled with joy that was about to overflow: "Master! Imai Miss you so much!"

"Yes, I miss Master too~"

Da Dao, who came out from behind the screen, sang and sighed three times, and he forced a good sentence into a joke, and the tilde at the end was almost shaking.

Yuan Shigemitsu let the dagger hug him and act like a baby, and shook his head at the tortoise shell with a strange smile: "Speak well."

The tortoise shell that was taken care of was even more energetic, with an innocent smile on her blushing cheeks: "Ah... Is the master teaching me a lesson? If possible... Can you change the method? I can provide props~"

That weird tilde came out again.

Yao Yan emerged from behind the tortoise shell, with a dark face, and said decisively: "The general needs to take a bath, please get out of the way of the tortoise shell palace."

After being easily subdued, the Da Dao carried on his shoulder was extremely aggrieved, and tried to look back at Minamoto Shigemitsu: "Master~ren~big~ren~ah~"

Imaken cheered, and rushed forward to help Yaken carry the tortoise shell out of the door. Akashi, who came with him, leaned on the screen and watched his companion being knocked down and resisted. After going out, he looked at Yuan Shigemitsu, stretched out his hand to rub his messy hair, yawned, and waved his hand perfunctorily: "Let's go."

Tachi's sluggish footsteps disappeared behind the door, and soon, the black-haired dagger came back, closed the door with his backhand, turned back to look at Yuan Shigemitsu, adjusted his glasses, and said calmly, "General, do you want to help?"

It is not difficult for Yuan Shigemitsu to be served by someone to take a bath. Besides, he is really too lazy to move now. Why would he refuse someone who is willing to help him?

Originally, this matter should be done in Sanriyue, but the old man didn't know whether he got lost or was cowarded and never showed up. Yuan Shigemitsu looked at the boy-like dagger and nodded: "I'm sorry for the trouble."

Fu Sangshen knelt down on one knee, and picked up his master from the warm blanket. From his angle, when he lowered his head, he could see the pale skin under the scattered skirts of human beings, and the dense hickey marks from his chest to his wrists. Arrogantly and domineeringly imprinting his scent on every inch of territory, the dagger tightly held the man's hand, and then slowly let go.

Minato Shigemitsu shrank into the arms of Fu Sangshen who was younger than him indifferently, let him take off his clothes indifferently, and then was put into the smoking water.

Yaken took off the white coat that got in his way, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and rolled up the sleeves layer by layer. His figure was clearly outlined by the gray-purple fabric with pearly luster, showing a youthful look. Sentimental and flexible breath.

He tidied himself up, stretched out his hand to pull Yuan Shigemitsu's wet hair together, and helped him wash it. After a long time, he hesitated and said: "General, Hikikiri..."

As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by the drowsy Yuan Zhongguang with his eyes closed: "I see."

It was obvious that he didn't want to continue talking, Yao Yan took back his unfinished words wisely, and focused on the task at hand.

Yuan Shigemitsu turned his head suddenly, just in time to see Yaken's hand holding his hair.

Yaken Fujishiro wears gloves for this vibrating knife at all times. He wears them when eating, fighting, and working. ontology.So does he take off his gloves when he showers?In other words, what does Yaoken's hand look like?This matter has become a question for all the bored and sick mind-testers. I heard that there are still many mind-testers who tried to peep when Yaoken was taking a bath, and were caught by the ultra-high detection dagger with a half-smile , the miserable life after that is predictable.

Now, this pair of hands coveted by countless idle and sick god judges are being frankly displayed in Yuan Zhongguang's eyes.

To put it bluntly, this is not a pair of perfect hands, with old scars on them, like burn marks, attached to the slender and pale skin, blue blood vessels can be seen under the too white skin, and the fingers are thin , the fingertips are cold, not as white and tender as other daggers at all, more like a pair of hands that have experienced vicissitudes since they were young.

A pair of hands naturally suited to holding a knife.

On the fingertips are polished jade-like round cocoons, and the whole hand presents the luster of a work of art, pale, hard, with traces of old suffering, and like the vibrating knife itself, it is made of transparent and sharp Quartz.

Sweeping over those burn marks, Yuan Shigemitsu didn't ask any questions. He suddenly remembered that Yaken Toshiro's vibrating knife should have been burned in the Honnoji Incident in history, and it has never been restored again. cast.

This is a knife that Yizhen has long since died.

"general?"

The questioning tone, but the tone is extremely calm, without the slightest upward hint, more like a call for indulgence.

Yuan Shigemitsu moved his gaze upwards, met those beautiful wisteria-colored eyes, and saw his face after being soaked in water. The dagger with a strong aura didn't mind his gaze at all, and put his hands on his side, Approaching his master, his deep voice made his chest vibrate: "General, inside... do you need help?"

Yuan Shigemitsu remained motionless, letting him approach, the breaths of the two intertwined and fused together, for a moment Yuan Shigemitsu couldn't see what was in Yaoken's eyes at all, his thoughts were spinning rapidly, and finally said slowly : "Yaoyan, you know, I trust you the most."

Dagger's body trembled as if shivering, then he raised his head suddenly, exhaled, and when he lowered his head again, he had recovered his usual respect: "Yes, I know, General."

The aggressive aura that shrouded Yuan Shigemitsu disappeared without a trace. After the trial was fruitless, the black-haired Fusangshen gently rubbed the long hair in his hand with his eyes downcast, watching his master fiddle with it. Touching the surface of the water, irregular ripples are unconsciously drawn, and the subtle sound of surging water is superimposed layer by layer, which is extremely hypnotic.

"Yakuken..." Yuan Zhongguang suddenly said, a little hesitant, "Is the sense of security I gave you not enough?"

——That's why you long to get close to me in this way...

Yao Yan stroked his jet-black hair with his fingers in silence, and answered after a long time: "No, it's not your problem."

"The nature of the sword is to plunder, and we will not be satisfied."

His hand was hanging on the head of his master with his back turned, in a gentle and cautious gesture, and finally he put it down silently, with a steady tone: "We long for everything from our master, and we will always be jealous of our companions who have received the same love as ourselves. , once someone breaks this balance..."

"Then he must have enough power to suppress all opposition."

— that would be objection from all colleagues.

"Yaoyan, what about you?"

Minamoto Shigemitsu listened quietly, and then asked the question.

Yao Yan smiled: "Ah, although I really want to do this...but I can't live up to the general's trust."

Yuan Shigemitsu took a deep breath and dived into the bottom of the water. The hair in Yaken's hand slid into the water like a snake, splashing a crystal splash. Yaken retracted his hand and stared at the slightly rippling sea. water surface, narrowing his eyes.

——Are you so worried about him?Really sad.

——It’s all your swords, you can’t be too partial, otherwise we will be jealous, very, very jealous...

He put his hand into the water, grabbed Yuan Zhongguang's protruding hand precisely, held it firmly, and said in a soft tone that did not match the strength of his hand: "General, the water is getting cold, come out!" .”

The whole body of the human who was pulled up was dripping water, and the corners of his eyes were red. He looked at Yaoyan and suddenly smiled: "This is your business, I don't care."

——No matter what you do, I don't care, I don't take sides, I don't interfere.

——I allow you to compete for me.

The author has something to say: the author who will take the CET-[-] test tomorrow but has not reviewed at all has nothing to say.

Oh, there is a sentence, prepare to open a large Shura field =w=

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