Genji Heavy

After hearing Higakiri's words clearly, Tsurumaru was stunned and opened his mouth wide.

He should have heard correctly.

"Higakiri, you..." Tsurumaru hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Suddenly so gentle."

Mustache said, "Oh?"

She looked up at Tsurumaru, then reached out and tapped on his forehead lightly.Tsurumaru obediently stuck his neck and was knocked there by her, not daring to hide at all.

"That's clearly a compliment," he muttered under his breath.

Mustache glanced at him helplessly, "Aren't you just complaining about my strictness?"

Tsurumaru rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment.

But Hikari did not object.

She herself admitted that she had always been very strict with her younger brother and Tsurumaru before.

As a knife, her own experience has affected her character and behavior, but she originally agreed with the method of strictly promoting growth.

Higiri said, "Is it strange to be asked by me like this suddenly, Tsurumaru?"

Tsurumaru nodded cautiously, as if there were a few villains named "Fear" dancing in his heart, "There are some. You don't seem to be able to do this."

Let Xiwan himself remember Genji Chongbao's identity and regulate his behavior.

If this is not done, the consequences will be borne by Kagemaru himself.

No matter how many times you say it, it is better to experience it yourself.

Higakiri has always pursued such a strict beating education for his juniors, at least in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's memory.

Facing Tsurumaru's doubts, Higiri said frankly, "The situation is different."

Tsurumaru said, "What's the difference?"

"Did you forget? My younger brother is not the current 'Keimaru', he came from the future," Higiri said slowly, "The things in the current time should not be the content that the younger brother should undertake in the future. At this time, he It's supposed to be somewhere quiet."

and so.

She can also indulge her heart and be softer.

Tsurumaru responded with a complicated heart.

Things had developed to such a point that he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.In the final analysis, artifacts like them have such a fate.

If it weren't for the changes in the forms of the Mikami family and the Miuchito, the reunion of Higakiri and Kenmaru after such a lapse of time would not have become like this.

When Kenmaru came back, what he felt was a heavy atmosphere in the room.

He keenly sensed that something happened behind his back.

But when he met his elder sister's gaze, after Keimaru was silent, he still swallowed the doubts in his heart.He intuitively felt that his sister didn't seem to want him to ask.

If so, then don't ask.

Keimaru restrained his emotions, walked in as if nothing had happened, and sat down on the seat again.Just after going out for a trip, his whole body was covered with the bleak coolness of autumn.

Not long ago, the sticky summer weather seemed to have been cut off from this moment. For a while, I couldn't even think of such a period of time.

After taking a short breath, Kemaru didn't wait for Higakiri to ask, and said, "The people who brought Tsurumaru are still there, but they revealed some useful news."

This temple seems to have automatically imposed a ban on not revealing secrets.

"Is that so?"

Mustukiri just thought about it for a moment, then smiled indifferently.

"Hahaha, it's okay. After all, the Hojo family will show up for us to meet soon."

The swords that were buried with them will be rediscovered.

The treasured sword that once belonged to General Genji, hidden by the Adachi family, is naturally even more impossible to let go.

No one can change it.

When the members of Hojo's family finally walked into the temple in a fair manner and came towards Higakiri, only one sentence was repeated in the heart of Kemaru, and finally they came.

As an existence that cannot appear, Kemaru was once again forced into a corner by Hikiri.

And Tsurumaru looked outside, raised his hand to straighten the neckline and sleeves, and said, "Then, I'll go and talk to them first—"

Before he finished speaking, he was also pressed down by Mustache and sat down.

Although he wasn't hidden like Kemaru, he was pressed and sat in an inconspicuous corner of the room.

Suddenly interrupted, Tsurumaru was a little dazed, and looked up at Hikiri foolishly.

Mustache pressed his shoulder and looked back calmly, "You sit here, I'll go see them."

Hearing this, Tsurumaru immediately came back to his senses, and said anxiously, "No, they sent me here first, so naturally I have to go there to meet!"

Hidekiri still pressed Tsurumaru's shoulder, "They sent you here first to persuade me, right? But you don't seem to have done anything like 'persuade'."

Tsurumaru opened his mouth, "But..."

"Do you still want to report?" Higakiri gave Tsurumaru one last look, then slowly let go of his hands, straightened his sleeves and straightened up, "It's enough for me to face those faces, you sit Here, it can be regarded as helping Kagemaru to cover up."

His gaze shifted to Kemaru, who concealed his figure.

Higakiri lowered his eyes, and said in a soft but unrepentant voice, "Kemararu, remember your own responsibilities. What will happen next, this Kamakura incident, has nothing to do with you. Just stay quiet."

After finishing speaking, Hikakiri turned around and walked towards the door.

Tsurumaru looked at the back and hesitated to speak, but finally sat down obediently.

It was as if two huge boulders had landed in the hearts of Tsurumaru and Genmaru, who were protected here, and blocked them heavily.But I can't go to stop mustache cutting.

Over there, the Hojo family not only came from their own people, but also brought a few onmyojis, standing neatly by the side.

He stopped when he reached the door, and Mustache stood there, silently scanning the scene in front of the house, his eyes lingering on several onmyojis for a while, then he chuckled, his eyes full of indifference , "The battle is really big, Hojo-sama."

"In order to welcome Hikakiri-den, such a battle is naturally going to take place," the young man with an extraordinary bearing at the front laughed with ease.

The young ruler, Sadatoki Hojo came to this temple in person.

Standing in the leading position, he was not angry when he heard Higakiri's indifferent tone, but he was ridiculed no matter what he thought. He just stood there with a smile that couldn't fault it.

However, Sadatoki Hojo was young after all, although his expression was well controlled, the emotion in his eyes still showed flaws.

There was a look of astonishment in those eyes now.

As a samurai family, Hojo Sadatoki naturally knew about the sword held by General Minamoto Yoritomo, Genji's great treasure "Higakiri".

But for a long time, he had preconceived that Fusangshen of "Higekiri" was a burly and strong man.

Unexpectedly, what he saw with his own eyes turned out to be quite different from his imagination.It turned out that Shigetaka Hikakiri, from the source family, was a woman.

And she is a slender, tall, outstanding beauty.

This is a real surprise.

The Anda family actually hid such a knife in the temple for so long?Hojo Sadatoki thought about it, and an inexplicable sense of regret emerged in his heart.

Mustache couldn't help but frowned.

Hojo Sadatoki's eyes were a little strange, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"If Hojo-sama wants to exchange greetings, then there's no need. Please explain why you're here."

It can be said that you are very welcome.

But Sadatoki Hojo just smiled, with a calm and relaxed look, "The purpose of my Hojo family's trip, Higakiri should have already guessed."

He turned his eyes and gestured to scan the surroundings quickly.

"Temple? This is not where Hikakiri-den should be. Our trip is to bring you to a more suitable place."

Hojo Sadatoki's smile clearly reveals the bright vitality of a young man.

However, Mustache, who was listening, suddenly became cold from head to toe.Fu Sangshen's sense of touch is always sharper than that of ordinary people, and at this moment, a bad feeling arises in her heart from nowhere.