The whole world wants to keep me in captivity [Comprehensive]

The youthful-looking ancestor of the sword has a frivolous voice, like a soul that can seduce people.

"It turns out... is this your idea?"

"So……"

As Xiao Karasuma said, she kept getting closer to Qiao Ran, looking at the dazed boy with a smile in her eyes.

After Qiao Ran came back to his senses, he removed Karasuma's finger on his chin, and frowned slightly.

This action of Xiao Karasuma reminded Qiao Ran of the swords of Honmaru he once had - this action is really too intimate, and a little too intimate...

Little Karasuma felt Qiao Ran's displeasure, so she withdrew her hand gracefully.

Originally, he just wanted to tease Qiao Ran, but now he resumed his aloof and distant posture, stepped back, sat in front of the tea table again, and looked at Qiao Ran from a distance. Ran beckoned: "I know what your purpose of coming here is... You must also want to know what happened before, so come here, kid."

Qiao Ran pursed his lips, and finally sat in front of Karasuma. He picked up the teacup on the table, but he had no intention of drinking tea.

He glanced at Karasuma and said, "So...the legendary Karasuma-sama, why did you ask His Excellency Yamabuki Kunihiro to bring me here?"

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro had already retreated to one side, waiting silently outside the mansion. The little fox buried in Qiao Ran's chest raised his head, glanced at the smiling ancestor of the sword, shook his body, and immediately It slipped out from Qiao Ran's armpit, and left with a "pat-pat-pat--".

After seeing them leave, Karasuma put those deep eyes on Qiao Ran. There was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and ripples in the depths of his eyes. He looked extremely beautiful and Danger.

"Little guy...you may really not know that your spiritual power is actually very scary and very powerful—"

"——If you make a metaphor, it is like a vast and boundless sea, but what you are using now is only a small corner, which is not even one ten-thousandth of your real ability."

Karasuma said so.

Qiao Ran raised her eyebrows and said, "You flatter me too much."

"No, I can't be wrong as a father." Little Karasuma shook his head and said, "You still underestimate yourself and the government of time too."

"Your perception is very strong, so on the body of Yamabashi Kirihiro who was just guided, I ask you for my father, what do you feel?"

Karasuma asked softly.

Qiao Ran raised his finger, and he could feel that the blond Fusangshen outside the door had an indescribable warmth and gentleness, and this aura was not produced by his character and temperament - It's more like a non-trait-like attribute.

"I feel... Yamabuki Kunihiro is a very gentle person."

Karasuma raised her lips, "You also think he is completely different from the swords you contracted with, right?"

But this sentence... made Qiao Ran narrow his eyes slightly.

"Child, don't you feel it? Their possessiveness towards their masters, their madness in their bones... It's not like the ordinary Token Fusangshin, and the government of time is also responsible for all of this." Little Karasuma frowned. He frowned and sighed.

"In a sense...they are not real swords, they are just so-called semi-finished products."

"Semi-finished product?" Qiao Ran asked.

"This is another very distant story, and that involves some secrets about the Government of Time."

Little Karasuma shook his head. He couldn't go into too much detail about some things, so he could only tell Qiao Ran as broadly as possible, "In short, they are not real Touken Fusangshin, they are missing some things and corresponding constraints."

"So, please don't label all Touken Fusangshin because of them, and don't fill your heart with resentment because of them." Little Karasuma said softly.

"I have no resentment." Qiao Ran's voice was calm, "I don't care anymore."

——Do you not care anymore...?

Inexplicably, the boy with tears in the corners of his eyes appeared in Karasuma's mind again, just like a begonia with dew in the early morning.

——It's really sad, I tried my best to keep the master, but in the end I only got a "don't care"......

Karasuma looked at the boy's face carefully, and found that his expression looked extremely calm, so he was inexplicably relieved, and he slightly bent his lips and said, "That's good, that's good."

Qiao Ran looked at Little Karasuma silently. He didn't know what Little Karasuma was planning now, but just thinking of what the little fox said to him before, he also guessed a bit of the intention of the ancestor of the sword. "So, do you want me to join the Government of Time?"

He raised his eyes and asked, still with a calm demeanor that was neither humble nor overbearing, as if the one sitting opposite him was just his contract sword, not the ancestor of the sword with high status.

——It’s so tempting...this look.

At this moment, Karasuma looked at him in a daze, until Qiao Ran uttered a questioning sound, and the young Fu Sangshen waved his hands as if he had regained his senses.

"Beauty is alluring, I didn't expect my father to be subconsciously addicted to it just now."

Qiao Ran: ...

Little Karasuma chuckled, and finally said: "Father really hopes that you can join the Government of Time, little guy."

"But, I don't plan to take this muddy water anymore, I'm very sorry." Qiao Ran's voice was firm.

"Is it muddy water? Such a metaphor really makes the father feel a little bit disappointed."

The crow-haired boy blinked his eyes and stretched out his hand to Qiao Ran. Something suddenly appeared out of thin air on his right hand—it seemed to be a sword.

——It looks like...it seems to be a Taidao?

Qiao Ran's knowledge of this aspect comes from the original library of Honmaru. Naturally, he is not completely sure what kind of knife this is.

And the blade of this knife is actually very beautiful-it seems inappropriate to describe such a sharp sword as beautiful, but the crescent-like knife pattern on its right side has a clarity that other swords don't have.

Like a moon god.

"Boy, you should be able to sense the problem with this knife, right?"

Qiao Ran sensed the blade with spiritual power, and frowned slightly.

Yes, it didn't have even a trace of the sharpness that belonged to Token Fusangshen's main body sword. It was like the most common decoration, lying quietly in the hands of Karasuma.

— This is a dead thing.

"You just walked out of that abnormal Honmaru, and my father also knows that it would be difficult for you to make a decision now, so my father only wants to ask you one thing..."

Little Karasuma blinked at Qiao Ran, but for some reason, Qiao Ran sensed a playful expression from those extremely narrow eyes.

"For the father, I put this great knife by your side for the time being, and you don't need to use spiritual power to hand or polish it. You just need to carry it with you."

Qiao Ran looked at Karasuma for a long time, and finally took the sword from him.

He knew that Karasuma was helpful for him to leave the Honmaru smoothly, and Qiao Ran didn't like to owe favors to others. He didn't want to join the government of time, but this matter...he didn't seem to refuse reason.

This knife was so light that Qiao Ran felt that what he was holding in his hand was just... like an empty shell.

There was a smile on Karasuma's face, "Your mental power has not fully recovered, and the area of ​​the headquarters of the time government is full of spiritual power, which can help you recover quickly, so these days, please rest here temporarily For a while."

"Father believes that this knife... will give you the correct guidance in the next period of time."

"So please give me the answer you want after some more time."

…………

Finally, Qiao Ran stood up and carefully placed the sword by his side. Before leaving, he bowed deeply to Karasuma.

This made Fu Sangshen, a young man who was always confident, look a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

"In any case, thank you."

"Karasuma-sama... thank you."

Karasuma raised her eyebrows, and her slender hands, like a girl's, gently pressed on Qiao Ran's shoulder, supporting Qiao Ran with an undeniable force.

Those long and narrow eyes were slightly curved, as if they were full of stars.

"Little guy, you are so cute, do you still want to thank your father for such a small matter?"

As Xiao Karasuma said, the tip of her tall and straight nose lightly tapped on Qiao Ran's nose.

He chuckled, took a step back, waved his hands and said, "Let's go, little guy."

Qiao Ran nodded, and when he turned around, he obviously didn't hear the extremely soft exclamation of the ancestor of the sword.

"—I'm really afraid of being a father. If you don't leave, I can't help but kiss you."

His exclamation naturally did not escape the ears of Yato who was hiding in the shadows.

Yeto came out, but he never jumped up when he saw other people's intimate gestures towards Qiao Ran as before, and he sat aside with an extremely complicated expression.

"What kind of knife is that knife? Is it the new knife you plan to contract with the kid?"

Karasuma glanced at him and said calmly, "One of the legendary five swords in the world, known as the most beautiful sword in the world. But the real body is still scattered in the distant Heian period."

"Unless the little guy is willing to bring that sword back from the Heian period, no one will be able to awaken it, and naturally no one will be able to contract it."

Yetou was silent for a long time, took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, from now on... I'll leave it to you, kid."

"Have you finally made up your mind?" Karasuma asked.

Yato stood up, his figure swaying a little, but there was a hint of firm emotion in his ice blue eyes.

He said: "I will leave—although I can't take the initiative to sever the contract, but I will stay as far away from the kid as possible."

— After all, my existence... will kill him.

His voice was almost broken, but he still staggered out.

Karasuma shook his head and sighed, "The God of Misfortune has awakened..."