It wasn't too late when Sakura Yuzuki returned to Honmaru, and today's valet is Kasen Kanesada.He thoughtfully took the coat that Yuzuki Sakura took off and put it on his arm, and followed her all the way one step behind her.

"The three knives in the forging room have been forged, do you want to go and have a look?" Kasen Kanesada asked with a smile.

Sakura Yuzuki nodded: "Okay."

When she went out in the morning, she arranged the list of personnel for today's battle, expedition, and internal affairs, and the valet took turns one day at a time, and today it happened to be Kasen Kanesada's turn.

In order to facilitate the completion of the daily classes, and at the same time facilitate the group of sword Fusangshen, she expanded all the rooms that can be expanded to the maximum value.

When Sakura Yuzuki left in the morning, he forged three swords. According to Utari Kanesada, according to their length, they should be one sword, one wakizasa, and one short sword.

She opened the shoji door of the knife forging room, and there were three knives neatly placed on the display rack.

Sakura Yuzuki put the palm of his hand lightly on the body of the sword, allowing the spiritual power to be slowly input into the vibrating sword through the palm of his hand.

The cherry blossoms suddenly rose one after another. The white-haired boy was wearing a meticulous black military uniform. His handsome face was expressionless, and even his voice was faint: "I am Toshiro Kotoku. I used to be a naginata, but now I am Zawaki. I have no memory, the only What I remember is the flame. The flame... burned everything in me."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have any memories. From now on, create memories that belong only to you." She smiled and stretched out her hand towards him, "Please give me your advice, Bone Gu. I am your god-inspector Sakura."

Gukuu Fujishiro was stunned for a moment, and put his hand into the girl's palm.The girl's hands were soft and slightly warm.

The second thing she awakened was a short knife, and a child with silver hair and red pupils stepped on single-tooth high clogs descended from the sky among the wildly dancing cherry blossoms.Sakura Yuzuki was taken aback, fearing that he would fall, she subconsciously stretched out her arms and hugged him fully.

The silver-haired and red-eyed child raised his face in her arms: "I'm Jinjian, Yoshitsune's protective sword! How about it, it's amazing!"

She has always been patient with children, and her tone is very gentle: "Well, Jinjian is very powerful. But be careful? I will worry about you."

The girl's long eyelashes drooped, and her honey-colored pupils were full of warmth.

"It's okay, because I'm a little tengu!" Imaiken raised a big smile.

Sakura Yuzuki held Imaiken and put him down, and then began to awaken the sword for the last time.

The manifested man has flaxen-gray hair and wears the attire of a priest.He put his right hand on his chest and bowed his head slightly to her to show his submission.

"I am Yaki Hasebe. As long as it is the master's order, I will do everything for you. What do I need to do? Kill the retainers with my hands? Burn the temple? Whatever you order."

"These are all insignificant things." His judge said, "I just need you to help me by my side."

"Please teach me more in the future, Hasebe-kun."

The girl who gently called his name stood in the warm orange twilight, her eyebrows and eyes softened, and her smile was like a gentle tide.

His master is a gentle man.

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The gentle lord himself is sitting in the large room with all the fifteen swords of Honmaru at this time, drinking tea and chatting casually.

The TV that Awataguchi and Shinsengumi wanted before was installed in this large room, and at this time the text report - "Disclosure of Known Information on the Battlefield" was being broadcast.Sakura Yuzuki paid for a TV, and this was the first time he watched it with non-human beings in Honmaru.

The three new swords merged with these original swords within a few minutes. Is it worthy of saying that they are both swords and swords?

In fact, if you think about it carefully, except for the way Foxosuke abducted her to become a god judge, which made her a little angry, there is actually nothing wrong with being a god judge.

Everyone here is easy to get along with and easy to understand.In front of these Sword Fusangshen who have devoted all their loyalty to her without reason and regardless of consequences, there is really no need for her to restrain herself from being a perfect idol.

In fact, it's okay to even tell these fusangshens your real name, it doesn't matter at all.Sakura Yuzuki thought, she is blessed by the gods.

In front of the gods who can control the divine weapon, there is no way for the sword Fusangshen to hide her, right?

Sakura Yuzuki still remembers the god with the blue eyes. On that rainy night, her dazed face was reflected on the cold blade stained with blood.

She made a contract with the god with a coin.

The gods promised her:

I will protect you.

"I want to tell you something." Sakura Yuzuki took a sip of hot tea, and gently placed the teacup on the low table in front of him.The dark green tea stalks stand unsteadily in the blue tea.

"Sakura Yuzuki," she said, "That's my real name."

She didn't need to say it, these Sword Fusangshen also knew that this was her real name - the name is the shortest curse.The moment she spoke her real name, Token Fusangshen felt that the deep bond between themselves and the God Judge existed clearly.

"My lord, how can you say your real name!" Yaki Hasebe was anxious, and said to her in a low voice.

"I know, I know." Sakura Yuzuki smiled and comforted Hasebe, "I have a way to not be hidden by the gods... besides, are you going to hide me?"

"No." Wu Hutui said suddenly in a low voice.I really didn't expect that this shy and introverted child who stuttered in summarizing his speech would say such firm words.

Izumi Mori folded his arms and said, "I won't allow this to happen."

"Seconded."

Sakura Yuzuki breathed a sigh of relief: "Suddenly saying the real name may disturb everyone. But for me... since it won't cause trouble, then the real name is not a curse."

"I hope this name can become a bond between us." She smiled brightly.

Yizhen smiled and sighed, "Ji Jun, you are really a gentle person."

Sakura Yuzuki thought about it for a while, and planned to mention the matter of being an idol as well: "Actually, there is one more thing. Although I am a god judge, I still have other tasks to complete in this world."

"I know." Ranto Shiro raised his hand and spoke, "My lord is an entertainer, right?"

"Actually, it's an idol..." Sakura Yuzuki replied subconsciously and felt something was wrong, "Wait, how did you know?"

"Everyone knows, because..." Rantoshiro hadn't finished speaking when a familiar BGM sound came from the newly installed wall-mounted LCD TV in the large room.

Sakura Yuzuki turned his head and saw his own face on the LCD screen without any surprise.

Thanks to the 1080P high-frame ultra-clear, Yuzuki Sakura was able to clearly see what he looks like in the opening credits of this idol drama.

Her hair and school uniform were drenched in the torrential rain, and her hair and school uniform skirt were wet and stuck to her body, outlining the girl's beautiful body curves.

She cried loudly in the rain, looked at the back of the boy who was walking farther and farther in front of her, and knelt down powerlessly on the ground.

The more you look at it, the more it looks like the youth school idol drama she filmed three years ago.

What the fuck is this? ? ? ? ?

Sakura Yuzuki was struck by lightning.

Simply, public execution! ! !

The author has something to say:

Xingmei thinks her vest is well hidden, but the knife has been wiped clean for her, and she even looks at Xingmei's dark history happily.

It’s so sad, my daily server forged Xiaodou fell into my soul, and the national server crashed TAT Xiaodou didn’t have it, so many episodes

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