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the next morning.

The scheduled class time with the God Judge was at [-]:[-] in the morning, and it was only before [-]:[-] when An Ding went out to buy breakfast, so there was no need to worry.But Takuma hasn't woken up yet?

"Tuozhen? Haven't you woken up yet?" An Ding put down the breakfast for ten people, went to the bedroom and opened the door to see that Tuozhen was sleeping soundly under the quilt, only showing her soft chestnut hair outside the quilt.

This guy actually stayed in bed.

An Ding walked over and kicked the quilt with her feet, "Aren't you going to class? Tuozhen, get up quickly!"

Takumi remained silent.

An Ding is even more strange. Tuo Zhen has always been a shallow guy. He should not have reacted like this when he was told to wake up...

She knelt down/body and gently raised a corner of Tuozhen's quilt, "Hey! Don't be late...!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

An Ding felt as if his throat was being pinched by a pair of invisible hands, choking his unfinished words, even breathing.

Takuma wasn't sleeping as An Ding thought.

He was lying on his side on the tatami mat, his eyes stared at the front of him without any focus, without the slightest expression in his eyes.

For some reason, An Ding felt a little terrified seeing Tuo Zhen's eyes like this.

As a knife, he cut off the heads of countless sinners, drank the blood of enemies, and saw the eyes of countless dead people.But when these people died, the emotions in their eyes were also frozen in the moment before death, like a knife just taken out of a smelting furnace, which was quickly cooled and shaped by the cooling material with a "swish".After death, no matter how strong the emotions in these people's eyes will gradually turn into nothingness.

And when he saw Tuozhen, such a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind-this is the look that dead people have.

If he hadn't seen Takuma's gently rising and falling chest, An Ding would even have thought that Takuma was dead. ——Just like the person who died quietly in the ward one morning that year.

"...Tuozhen?" When he called this name again, An Ding probably didn't realize that his voice was trembling.

But this time Takuma reacted. He blinked, and then, like an old machine that has been used for many years and whose information processing is very slow, he asked belatedly: "What's wrong?"

Anding's hanging little heart fell to the ground smoothly, and the hand holding his throat disappeared, and his whole body felt relaxed as if he had been kicked back from the brink of death. "You bastard!"

"Huh?" Tuozhen rubbed his messy sleeping hair, lifted the quilt and sat up, and even asked with a strange face, "What was your expression just now?"

An Ding snorted, couldn't help but reached out and grabbed Tuozhen's face, "I should ask you this question! You can stay in bed, but your expression just now is really scary, okay? !"

Tuozhen pushed away An Ding's hand that was grabbing his face, feeling aggrieved, "I can't help it, it's because of insomnia."

"?!!" Hearing this explanation, An Ding didn't know what to say for a while.It wasn't until Tuozhen began to change his clothes that he turned his back and said strangely: "It's rare, Tuozhen, you will suffer from insomnia or something." Obviously this guy has always had a good sleep quality, and even has the magic of falling asleep in a second Skill.

"I don't know, it feels so strange." I want to sleep but my brain is sober. It's clear that my mind is sober but I can't keep any thoughts. My brain is empty, like a formatted folder.

The rustling of the cloth stopped, and An Ding turned to look at him, "Didn't you sleep all night?"

Tuozhen shook his head, walked to the bathroom, "I woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep anymore."

An Ding also followed, and then asked, "Having a nightmare?"

"Ah."

"What kind of nightmare?"

"..." Tuozhen turned on the faucet, picked up a handful of water and splashed it on his face. As soon as the cold water irritated his face, he became sober all of a sudden, "You want to know?"

An Ding was taken aback by the question, but he still nodded, "If possible."

"There's nothing you can't say, although I don't really want to tell you." Tuozhen washed his face with cold water a few more times, then picked up the towel next to him and wiped off the remaining drops of water two or three times.

"Huh?" What does this mean?

"It was in this dream that everyone died." Tuozhen said calmly, and repeated, "Well, they all died."

"!!!" An Ding's eyes widened, and then he wanted to say something, but Tuozhen pushed him out of the bathroom for a very legitimate reason: "Could it be that you want to stay and see how I go to the bathroom? Although it's not worth it It's something I care about, but after all, you are going to marry my dad, so it's better to pay attention to the impact."

"..." Okita Takuma, you little bastard who knows nonsense all day long! ! !

……

At the dinner table, An Ding dragged his chin and watched Tuozhen eat all the breakfast for ten people with ease, hesitating for a long time but still couldn't ask the words that were around his mouth several times.

"Just say what you want to say." Tuozhen licked his fingers that were stuck to the rice, and said to An Ding without raising his head, "Like a little girl who is twisting the hem of her clothes and preparing to confess."

Two veins popped out on An Ding's forehead, "What a rotten metaphor!"

"It's really similar." Tuo Zhen commented very seriously, and then he added this sentence: "Could it be that you just want to confess? An Ding You will make me very distressed. Although my father is like that, but In fact, he is a very possessive guy, it is absolutely impossible to play double [beep——] or something."

"……To shut up!"

"This is different from my uncle. My uncle is more fun, maybe because he has been in the universe all year round? He has seen a lot, so he is not as traditional and conservative as my father..."

Then he was caught off guard and pushed into the bowl by An Ding, his face was covered with porridge.

"Eat your food, little bastard!" An Ding said with a gloomy face, folded his hands on his chest, and said indifferently: "If your father knows that you are talking about a pile of colored waste, I will definitely interrupt you when you get home." Your legs." Your uncle is also waiting to be hit by mixed doubles!

Tuozhen slowly lifted his face from the bowl, and wiped it casually with the paper towel beside him, "I'm almost an adult, why can't I say these things?"

An Ding snorted heavily, patted the table and reminded him very seriously: "Mr. Okita Takuma, you are just about to become an adult, not already an adult, please change your bad habit of talking casually, and work hard to be an adult." How about positive and healthy Edo people in the new era?"

Tuozhen got up and was about to wash his face, "Yes——anding Kasang."

"..."

After breakfast, the two went to the Honmaru of the God Judge.

The ones who opened the door for them were Smiling Qingjiang and Suzumaru Koji, who were on duty sweeping the courtyard today.

And Takuma's attention was immediately attracted by Suzumaru's long and thick hair. If you sweep the floor...is it okay to drag such long hair on the ground→_→

"Mr. Smile, Mr. Shuzhuwan, long time no see." An Ding greeted them with a smile.

"Oh? Well, long time no see, Mr. Yamatomori. Also, welcome." The green-haired Fu Fu, who is about the same height as Anding, welcomed them into the door with a sad smile, "Master, it should be in the second floor at this time The study room..." Just as they were speaking, another young man with gray hair and purple eyes came towards them.

"Ah, Mr. Hasebe."

"Leave this to me." Hasebe gestured to the smiling Qingjiang, and then took Tuozhen and An Ding for the rest of the journey, "I'll take you to the master."

While leading them forward, Hasebe briefly introduced the distribution of the various living areas of Honmaru to Takuma, "Although Yamato Mori is also very familiar with it, if you have other things you don't understand, you can ask me, or you can ask other payers Sangshin, there are quite a lot of sword men in our Honmaru, and you can basically see them everywhere..."

As soon as this was said, they met Yiqi Yizhen and his dagger brothers who were about to go to the hand room together.

"...Children?" Tuozhen looked at the large number of short knives and asked strangely: "Do you employ child labor?"

A group of little knives who looked like children laughed when they heard this, and said in a hurry, "Fu Sangshen can't determine his age by looking at his appearance." "Although he is small, he is also very powerful." " If you underestimate us, you will suffer a loss." And what baffles Takuma the most is that there are a few words in it: "Are you going to mess with me?" "What, so the master's friend is not a man/wife?" "Although I heard that he was quite young, but now it seems that he is not a child" or something.

Takuma: ... Huh? ? ?

The blue-haired young man surrounded by the knives stopped the brothers who were rushing to speak in a warm voice, and nodded apologetically to Takuma, who was a little confused, "I'm really sorry, my brothers have made trouble for you."

Leaving Awataguchi's family behind, Takuma and Anding continued to follow Hasebe to the place where the judge was.

"Don't look at the short swords as just children, they are several times my age." An Ding said to Takuma.

Tuozhen was surprised, "Isn't An Ding the oldest?"

"..." What kind of description is the oldest! "It's only been more than 300 years since I was forged. There are still many seniors in this pill who were forged thousands of years ago."

As soon as they finished speaking, they turned around the corridor and saw "predecessors of thousands of years" sitting in a row holding tea.

"Sanriyueden!" Hasebe walked over aggressively when he saw one of the young men, "It is obvious that you are on duty today! There is also Hikakiriden! I will be on the knees of the horse with you!" Maruden is looking for you everywhere!"

"Hahahaha, is that so? The old man's memory is not good enough to forget." The young man with the crescent moon in his eyes who called himself an "elderly man" said such words very naturally.

"Really! I even notified you guys before the meal!"

"Huh? I forgot too..." Sitting next to him, a young man with short light-colored hair and a soft voice also said with a smile, and then he put his finger on his chin, as if trying to remember something, "And that ...What's your name? Ah, is Chimaru looking for me?"

"It's Kinmaru, Higakiriden!" Hasebe said a little tiredly, "At least remember my brother's name!"

"It doesn't matter what the name is anyway."

"Well, take it easy, take it easy, how about Hasebe coming to have a cup of tea too?" The green-haired young man sitting next to Mikayue suggested, and then said to Takuma and Anding: "Master God Judge and Yamato Moriya come together ?”

An Ding declined embarrassingly, and Hasebe also said, "Master is still waiting for us."

Hearing this, Yingmaru didn't say anything more.

"Your Honmaru Fusangshen's character is quite interesting."

"Because sword men have been through for a long time, and their experiences are also different, so their personalities are also very different." Hasebe explained, "Well, although sometimes it makes people feel different. It's a little tricky."

An Ding smiled and comforted Hasebe, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's nothing, as long as you can share the worries of the master, you can do whatever you want, whether it's killing the retainers or burning the temple!" Hasebe said impassionedly, clenching his fists.

"Ahaha..." Hasebe is still the same...

"Ah." Before stepping on the second floor, I heard Takuma's slightly familiar voice from above the stairs, "Here we are."

"Qing Guang?"

Fu Sangshen, a young man wearing a red scarf, waved his hand at them, then pointed his thumb in a certain direction, and said to them, "Master is there, you go over quickly."

"it is good."