Genji Heavy

The life in Genji's mansion is still the way Higakiri remembers.

Staying in the house for the past few days has been extremely peaceful.Regarding the location of "Higakiri" at this time, Higiri tried to find a way, but he couldn't collect any useful information, so he had to wait and see.After all, it was hard to push the will of the world, pull her from the future, and let her stay well, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss.

They will always be impatient, those time-traveling troops hiding in the dark, sooner or later they will show their feet for their own purposes.

Of course, this method is very passive, but judging from the current situation, it can be regarded as a method.

Higakiri sat at the table in the house, looking at the scenery outside the house through the open shoji door, and in front of him was a cup of tea that was slowly steaming.

She moved her hands.

The spiritual power in the body is running freely, and there are no bad omens yet.

From the current point of view, she can guess how she was in the past according to her own situation, which is a little funny and reassuring.

Just now Xiao Wu came over to share the situation, but again, he wasn't nervous at all.

From this point of view, she seemed to be trapped in this past time for a while.

Things have come to a standstill.

There are only two meals a day, and there is not enough sugar.

Meals are nothing more than meals, and Higakiri didn't care much about the main meals.But the supply of sugar gave Huqie some headaches.

When she was lost in the other world of Heianjing, she was overwhelmed with things, so she didn't really care much about it.

What's more, the life of Mr. Qingming has many conveniences in various senses.

However, now that he has to live in a less familiar Heian-kyo, Hidekiri can't help being together.

After all, one of the common reasons why most of these knives born in the Heian period have a preference for sweets is that sugar was precious in the Heian period, and it was even treated as a medicinal substance. Even the nobles could not do whatever they wanted Is it edible?

I didn't think so at the time, but it took a long time to realize that the preference for sweetness has been deeply rooted.

"Higakiri?"

Hidekiri came back to his senses, looked up, and saw the dark blue sword leaning against the door, looking at him helplessly.

oops.

After seeing the identity of the person who came, Hidekiri blinked his eyes, and a nonchalant smile appeared on his face in the next second.

"It's the crescent moon."

Compared with the crescent moon in the Tokyo National Museum, the girl in front of me is obviously much younger.However, no girl can possess such a crescent moon-like noble and beautiful appearance except Sankayue.

Sanriyue walked in with the plate of snacks in her hand.

What a coincidence, Higakiri was thinking about dessert just now, and the caring sister of the Sanjo family brought it over.

The snacks were placed on the table, and Sankayue sat down at the table like a mustache. The gorgeous clothes spread out behind her, forming a wonderful color in layers.

In comparison, Higakiri's clothing is slightly simpler than that of Sankayue, but it is not that simple.

The simple kimono brought from the shrine earlier has been put away by Higakiri.Since you want to play your past self well, the first point of course is to start with the clothes.

With the tacit agreement of the girls, Tokiri and Sankaiyue first ate a piece of dessert, and then they started talking.

San Riyue asked with a flattering complaint, "Higiri, I called you several times just now, why didn't you answer?"

After mustache paused, he showed an innocent smile and said, "Oh my, I didn't hear that."

——There is also a difference between the three-day moon at this time and the three-day moon in the future, which is obviously much more lively.

It took her a little time to get used to the difference.

San Riyue said helplessly, "Should I call your new name, Son of the Lion?"

"Ah, yes, I still have such a name," Higakiri couldn't help but reached out and pressed his forehead, "There are too many such and such names, how can I remember them?"

Sankaiyue said, "That's what I said, but you have always remembered it clearly, mustache."

Really, so she still has such a time.

She doesn't even remember it herself.

Hidekiri was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, maybe there will be a new name in the near future. If there are too many names, sooner or later I won't be able to remember clearly... But it's just a name, this kind of thing doesn't matter. "

Sanriyue said unexpectedly, "Do you really think so?"

Mustache said, "Oh, what's wrong?"

Her behavior is really very natural. When she meets such a calm face all of a sudden, her doubts will be dispelled unconsciously.

Sankayue rubbed the fabric of her sleeves hesitantly, and said, "I remember you said before that you will remember all the names of the knee balls clearly."

...Really, it is a very long-term promise.

The bottom of Higakiri's heart seemed to be tapped lightly, and the soft part trembled slightly.

"Well," she smiled, "I have worked hard."

Seeing her expression, Sanriyue was stunned.

"...Higakiri, you've been a little strange these days," she said, frowning.

Mustache picked up a piece of snack, raised his hand and stuffed it into Sankayue's mouth, watching her puffy cheeks trying to eat the snack.

Sanriyueyi couldn't speak for a while, so she just widened her eyes to express her dissatisfaction.

Mustache smiled lightly and patted her on the shoulder, "It's probably because I've been a little sad during this time, and it will be fine in a few days."

Such a reason is actually very credible among the Ping An nobles who are generally sensitive|sensitive and delicate.But it would be very strange if it was placed on Hidekiri.

Sanriyue thought about it, and felt that she might have remembered something about Kagemaru, so she stopped mentioning it.

After swallowing the pastry, she changed the subject as if nothing had happened, and brought up Genji's other knives, "You haven't been to the training ground for the past few days, are you going today?"

A samurai of Genji's size naturally has many swords.

With Hidekiri's status in Genji, in the hearts of many swords, the status is also different.Usually, if she is free, she will go to the training ground specially set up for Genji Sword Fusangshen.Very occasionally, an exceptionally confident and brave child would challenge her.

Of course, none of the kids have made it.

Mustache thought about it for a while, but he still didn't plan to make an unexpected incident, so he said, "Let's wait a few days until my sorrows and sorrows for a while are over."

Sanriyue smoothed the folds of her cuffs silently.Is this to carry out this reason to the end?

After finishing a plate of dessert, Sanriyue said goodbye.

After watching her leave, Mustache lowered his head and took a sip of water, his thoughts drifting away.If my younger brother was there at that time, he would also go to the training ground with her.Speaking of which, Xiaowu's child also often goes to the field to practice, working very hard.

His fingertips were burnt suddenly, and Hidekiri came back to his senses, and hastily put down the cup in his hand.

It turned out that when her thoughts were drifting away, the hand holding the cup tilted unconsciously, causing the newly refilled hot water to overflow and scald her fingers.

When Xiao Wu came over, what he saw was Mustache with one hand raised in the air, looking at the wet table in front of him in a daze.

It was as if a slight numbness flashed through his mind.

For Xiaowu, Mustache is at ease almost at any time.

Seeing this not-so-perfect side at this moment, Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, and an inexplicable emotion hit his chest.

Xiao Wu didn't know what it was, and panic rose in his heart, and then he quickly put down the messy things, walked over quickly, cleaned up the table neatly, and then looked nervously at Mustache's still red fingers.

"Xiaowu is capable," Hu Qie sighed as he looked at the brand-new desktop.After noticing where his gaze fell, he shook his hands indifferently, "This, uh, it will be fine soon."

Sword Fusangshen is not a fragile existence.

Thinking of this, she put down her hand, covered it with her sleeve, looked at Xiao Wu and asked, "Did you find anything over there?"

Xiao Wu paused, and then said with a face of shame, "Still not..."

"Ahhh," Higaki heaved a sigh of relief, "We haven't made any progress today either."

The result was no different from the previous few days, and it happened again today, Higiri was not surprised at all.Such "nothing" seems to have become the norm.

The reddened fingers on the knee covered by the sleeve no longer hurt, only a slight swollen feeling from recovery.

She rubbed the finger thoughtfully with her other hand.

But Xiao Wu blamed himself, "...I must have missed something." If he could be stronger, he might be able to discover more things.

The more Xiao Wu thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, so he stood up and turned around to search hard again.

Then he was stopped by mustache cutting.

"In such a situation, there is no need to be in a hurry." Mustache gestured for a seat at the table, "Sit down and have a cup of tea together, Xiaowu."

Xiao Wu couldn't refuse no matter what.

He sat down obediently, and stayed quietly by Mustache's side all afternoon.

Both sides are not talkative characters, so there is not much conversation.But for Xiaowu, staying with Mustache like this is quite enough.And Higakiri was quite used to the tranquility, and he was able to sit quite peacefully in just one afternoon.

But when it was getting dark, Xiao Wu got up to say goodbye, turned around and went into the next room.This is not accurate, it should be that the big house they are in has been divided into several parts by shoji doors.

Although the main body can be placed on a knife holder, but now they are of different genders, Genji will not let them live in the same room, at least they will be separated by a shoji door.

When there is enough space, the sword generally does not sleep in the body all the time.

At night, Hishikiri had a dream.