Genji Heavy

Tsurumaru froze when Hikiri said something suddenly.

Even though I haven't seen Higakiri for a long time, the shadow of my childhood is still deeply imprinted in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's heart.

Almost reflexively, he immediately withdrew the smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was only with reluctance that he finally managed to put on the smile on the corner of his mouth. Once he withdrew it, after Tsurumaru came back to his senses, he couldn't put it on anyway.

So Higakiri said again, "Stop laughing, Tsurumaru."

She sighed, "Such a smile looks really ugly."

From the moment Tsurumaru Kuninaga showed up just now, both Higakiri and Kenimaru could see that his whole blade state was very wrong.

Just standing there, he exudes a decadent air.

Kenmaru has never seen Tsurumaru Kuninaga like this.

Whether it's the immature appearance when you were young, or the transparency after a long time.Even though he knew that Tsurumaru had such an experience, when he saw it with his own eyes, Kagemaru still reacted for a long time.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga finally stopped trying to laugh.

Thanks to Hikari who said that, otherwise he probably wouldn't give up easily, and would have to bite the bullet and force himself several times.

When all the emotions that floated on the surface gradually faded and converged inside, the snow-white Tsurumaru Kuninaga seemed to have crossed time, from the snowy day to a snow sculpture in the frosty moon.

Those who watched couldn't help worrying, if he touched Tsurumaru lightly, he would collapse into pieces of snowflakes, covering the ground under his feet.

Just looking at it, Keimaru felt a strong coldness on his fingertips.

It's not a problem to stand stalemate inside and outside the house like this.Higekiri turned sideways, motioning for Tsurumaru Kuninaga to come in.

Seeing this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't make a sound, first nodded, and then came in with his head slightly lowered.

Miba came to the table in the house silently.

Kagemaru took the initiative to prepare the tea properly, then looked at Tsurumaru's appearance, thought for a while, and forced the teacup into his hand.

Tsurumaru was stunned for something that exuded warmth was stuffed into his hand, and he didn't know what to think about. After staying for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The meaning of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's appearance is very clear.San Ren sat around and sat upright, without speaking for a while.

The table is full of dignified atmosphere.

Keimaru looked down at the teacup in his hand.

The dignified atmosphere is one aspect. In fact, he is also reminding himself in this way of controlling not to talk and interfere.

The more the situation progressed, he had to remind himself over and over again that although he could communicate with his sister in the Kamakura period in a normal way, he could only be a bystander after all.

His heart trembled uneasy like a premonition.

If he doesn't remind him over and over again, he may make the mistake of interfering in history later.

The timeline cannot be changed.

He can't take a little risk.

In the end, Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed dryly, "Why don't you talk?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he inhaled several clouds of dry air, which seemed to have some temple soot.As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help tilting his head and coughing a few times.

Higakiri raised the teacup and observed the simple and elegant patterns on it for a while, "Tsurumaru, your presence here already represents a lot."

Then she put down the teacup.

The bottom of the teacup touched the table, and there was an inaudible sound, like the last drumbeat at the end of the opera.

"The Anda family, this is already..."

"Is it over?"

Tsurumaru smiled wryly, "Ah, the result has already been confirmed, so what to do now will be futile. Is this almost over?"

As a sword of the Adachi family, it is frustrating to say so.

But as a sword in the Heian era, Tsurumaru Kuninaga has seen too much, and it is very clear that it is difficult to change anything at this point.

This temple is very quiet, no wonder Higakiri is hidden here.

However, outside, it was already a piece of gunpowder smoke.

"Is that so?" Higakiri said softly, unconsciously rubbing the rim of the teacup with his hand, "Even if the Adachi family survives by chance, it will never recover from this fall."

Things in the world are like this.

Whether it's Genji, the Adachi family, or even the future Hojo family.

Higakiri never asked about Kemaru's future.

But things like boom and bust are not like that.

The tea with a sweet taste slipped into his throat, and Higaki stared at the cup for a while in ecstasy.Keimaru looked at her, and almost couldn't help snatching the cup away.

As soon as Kenmaru moved his fingers, he saw Higekiri put down his teacup suddenly, and said "Tsurumaru" as if he suddenly remembered.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked over.

"In this way, you are now the sword of the Hojo family, right?"

"...That's right," Tsurumaru seemed to swallow gravel in his mouth, a few syllables rolled down his throat, and his whole mouth hurt from friction.

Hidekiri was silent for a moment, and then said, "You will probably have a new name soon."

Tsurumaru smiled, "Already have."

He raised a finger and pointed to himself.

"Ryomaru, there are people who call me that now," he said in a tone that seemed relaxed. "Well, no matter what, why did you get me and dig up the grave... I really can't agree."

Then his shoulders couldn't support it and finally collapsed.

"The tomb..." Higiri finally sighed, "Has it reached this point? If they can send you to this temple, it seems that I will soon be Hojo's sword too."

Even if the members of the Hojo family have not appeared in front of her, this result is only one step away.

Tsurumaru said, "There's also Kemimaru. The Hojo family will probably be in a good mood when they find out that they have found Kemimaru here."

Hearing this, Kagemaru was filled with mixed emotions, and it was difficult to explain to Tsurumaru for a while.

Higekiri patted Tsurumaru's arm lightly, and said to Tsurumaru, "Your brother will not fall into Hojo's hands."

Tsurumaru looked at her in surprise, "Is there anything you can do?"

"No," Higakiri said indifferently, "It's just because this younger brother doesn't belong to the 'knee pill' of this time."

Tsurumaru "...what do you mean?"

Mustache tilted his head, and suddenly smiled mischievously, his whole face seemed to be glowing, "He is 'Keomaru' from the future."

Tsurumaru held the teacup in a daze.

The air rising from the hot water filled the tip of his nose with a faint tea fragrance, and the bitter tea fragrance made him feel excited.

"future??"

Tsurumaru couldn't help raising his voice, and then under the gaze of Higiri, he lowered his voice stiffly, and then coughed a few times.

His gaze kept moving back and forth between Hikari and Kagemaru, and finally landed on Hikari's face.

"Well, are you...?"

Hikiri said, "Oh, are you looking forward to it so much? Unfortunately, I am the original Hikiri. Do you need any proof?"

Tsurumaru quickly waved his hand, "No, there's no need."

But then he couldn't hold back and continued, "But how can you be sure that Kinmaru is really—ah, Kinmaru, I don't have a problem with you, but you also know that such a fact is..."

Kemimaru is very understanding, "I understand, such a thing is really hard to imagine. Tsurumaru, it's normal for you to have doubts."

Rather, it's even more incredible that my sister accepted it so smoothly at the beginning, and guessed it before he confessed.

Higakiri said, "I'm sure. Is this enough reason?"

What else could Tsurumaru say.

He knew the degree of sympathy and tacit understanding between the siblings from before, and even Mustache was so sure, so he naturally had no need to doubt it.

But he still inevitably took some time to accept such a magical thing.

Seeing Tsurumaru in a daze, Higakiri turned his head to Kichimaru and said, "Brother, the person who sent Tsurumaru here should not have left yet, why don't you go and see if there is any useful news?"

Kagemaru nodded, turned and left.

He didn't notice the elder sister's gaze that was staring at him from behind.

"Higakiri?" Seeing Higakiri like this, Tsurumaru suddenly panicked and said unconsciously.

Higakiri withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and sorted out his thoughts before turning to Tsurumaru.

"Tsuraru," said Higakiri as if looking somewhere in the future, "brother doesn't belong to this time, although I think he has the ability to control himself, but... just in case, you Do me a favor."

The voice fell into Tsurumaru's ears, pinching a bunch of nerves along the way.

Tsurumaru asked with a tight voice, "What? Is it related to Hojo?"

Hikakiri said, "I don't know what Hojo will use me for, so please help me take care of my younger brother when the time comes."

She smiled very calmly.

"Although my younger brother has grown up, as an older sister, I can't help but worry more."