Was Mibu Wolf

The flow of time in Honmaru is different from that of Changshi, especially for this party. The few days back to Honmaru this time are more like work than vacation. I won’t mention the conference of the god judges. Handle official duties personally.

Normally, Kiyomitsu and the others would bring these tasks once a week, but recently he was working as an undercover agent next to Serizawa Kamo, because the other party was actually a careful person, so in order to prevent him from getting suspicious, the work was put on hold.

He used a very strong willpower to deal with the work that had accumulated for more than a month, and it was time to rush back without stopping.

Ichihara Yuko gave this side a feather to make it easier for him to go back, but looking at the feather, this side felt like he couldn't do anything.No matter whether you inject spiritual power into it or wave it like a magic wand, you can't trigger the power of the feather.If it is not worried about breaking it completely, this party even wants to break it and give it a try.

When Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki was holding his camera to take pictures of the flowers that were just blooming after the rain, the lens of the camera was slightly tilted, and this side was covered in the lens.

The young man raised his head and looked at the feather in his hand. The pure white feather had a fragile beauty, and it looked like it was about to disappear in the young man's pale hand with blue blood vessels.

Mutsu Mori pressed the shutter subconsciously, but the sound still alarmed him. He put down his raised hand and smiled at Mutsu Mori, "Are you secretly filming me?"

"Don't say that." Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki said briskly, took a look at the photo, and said with some surprise, "Oh! It's a good photo!"

Hearing this, Kato stood up, put the feather in his hand in the skirt of his clothes, and walked to Mutsu Mamoru, Mutsu Mamoru turned the camera sideways to show him, Kato couldn't help showing a smile, "Your skills are already professional."

"I practice every day." Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki raised his eyebrows, printed the photos directly from the camera, and handed them to this party, "Is there any difficulty?"

This party took it, carefully put it into the clothes, sighed, and said to Mutsu Mori, "When I came, Miss Yuko said that if you want to go back, you can use this feather. But I tried several methods, and I couldn't It's useless."

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki picked up the feather, observed it carefully, and said with certainty, "It really is a feather."

"……"Is not this nonsensical!

Probably because the eyes on this side were too straightforward, Mutsu Mamoru touched his nose, and said a little embarrassedly, "Since you can't go back, you can stay."

"This is not possible, I still have something to do." Fang waved his hand, closed one eye and stared at the feather, "What should I do..."

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki also felt troubled, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something, he clenched his left hand and knocked on the palm of his right hand, saying "ah".

"I watched on TV before, and you need a spell to use this kind of thing." Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki said with certainty, his expression was very serious, and his eyes sparkled with interest, "I think it's possible!"

"Spell?" Fang tilted his head in doubt, and lifted up the backpack full of items to be brought back to the present world, "For example?"

"Trust me, I'm a professional." Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki patted his chest and assured, "You read after me—"

"——Mr. Feather, who hides the power of darkness..."

"..."

Fang began to reflect on whether he had stocked them too much, causing his swords to see some strange things recently.

"What are you hesitating about? Hurry up and read it with me!" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki urged.

This side's sight drifted for a moment, but he still decided to accept Mutsu Moriyoshi's kindness, a little hard to say, "Hiding..."

"No, no, my lord, you can't do it in such a low voice, you must shout it loudly." Mutsumori waved his hand and looked at this side with encouraging eyes, "Come on, you can do it!"

There are too many places to complain about, and I don't know where to start...

This Fang's heart swayed, even if he gave up his life to accompany the gentleman, "Mr. Feather who hides the power of darkness——"

As soon as he finished speaking, the feather in his hand suddenly floated up, emitting a golden light.

"It's really useful!" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki was a little excited, and held his hand, "Quick, keep reading to me, and show your true strength in front of me—"

Fang: This is unscientific!

Although the heart was turbulent, the reality showed that Mutsu Mamoru was indeed right. No matter how ashamed he felt, he continued to read, "Show me your true strength."

The light emitted by the feather became more and more intense, as if it wanted to wrap the whole person in it.

"I order you in the name of Sakura... Okita Souji who made a promise with you, the seal will be lifted!"

Wait, you did say SAKURA just now, right?Say it!Why do I feel more and more unreliable!

Although I really wanted to stop and complain, this party decided to read this shameful line first, and ordered you in the name of Okita Souji, who made an agreement with you, to lift the seal!

The light of the feathers covered this side, and this side felt his body became lighter, and the scene around him quickly retreated, which direction he was rushing towards.

The light and fluttering feeling is like the touch of an imaginary cloud, soft and reassuring, so comfortable that this party can't help but close his eyes.

He didn't want to open his eyes until the soft and comfortable feeling disappeared.The body froze in mid-air for a moment, then accelerated and fell.

It doesn't work if you don't look at the road.

Fang sighed in his heart, gently opened his eyes, but when he saw the environment clearly, he suddenly showed a very reassuring smile, he opened his hands wide, and fell into a gentle embrace.

"The journey has been exhausting." The young man with a long black ponytail had a beautiful smile from his heart, and he firmly supported the younger brother who fell from the sky.

"Does Mr. Hijikata miss me?" He grabbed his neck and asked with a smile, but before the other party answered, he began to read a little, "I miss you, Mr. Hijikata all the time. If you If you miss me half as much as I miss you, I will reluctantly admit it. After all, you still have to be busy with the team, and I allow you to put Mr. Kondo's priority ahead of mine."

"I haven't been able to fall asleep for several days." Mr. Hijikata sighed softly, with a somewhat melancholy expression. It is always distressing for a beauty to show such an expression, and this party is no exception.

His expression became serious, and his brows frowned slightly, "If it's not that we have to leave... Is there something wrong? Is Mr. Kondo not injured? How about you? Are you okay?"

Mr. Hijikata lowered his head and laughed in a low voice. The person who leaned on him could feel his chest trembling slightly, with the sexiness of a mature man.

Mr. Hijikata gently lifted a strand of hair from Fang's ear, and said, "How can I sleep peacefully without you by my side."

Fang was stunned by what he said, his mouth was half open, he didn't know what to say, his face was blushing, he raised his hand to cover half of his face and turned his head, "You are really a haiku writer If you had such a literary talent, you would have already moved the capital."

When this guy is shy, he can't help but use honorific words. Thinking of this, Hijikata feels that he has become cuter, and the smile on his face has deepened. If it were you, my literary talents would be hated by others. And think about it, if a man as good as me can write great haiku again, people will definitely be envied to death."

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, and Fang couldn't help laughing, "Have you ever seen a writer who can only write about one thing..."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered the "souvenir" he had brought back, and Mr. Hijikata who had been fantasizing about meowing for a long time, his expression became dangerous, "Speaking of which, Mr. Hijikata, I have something to give you! Do you want to go to the room to see..."

Mr. Hijikata felt a little cold for no reason, and asked vigilantly, "Isn't it something strange?"

"Absolutely not! Don't you still believe me?" Fang Fang vowed, took his hand, and walked to the inner room, "Come here, beauty, I will show you a big baby..."

Mr. Hijikata: "..."

After arriving in the inner room, I just took out the cat ear headband. Mr. Hijikata looked at this thing, feeling a sense of doubt about life.

"What are you going to do?" Mr. Hijikata's expression became a little disgusted, does the chief like this soft thing?Or a cat, doesn't he hate cats?

"Obviously, put it on, Mr. Hijikata." This side spared no effort to fix this ear, "This will be super popular in the future! And the workmanship is fine, it looks natural, and there is no sense of disobedience at all..."

After all, Mr. Hijikata, who is also a black-hearted military strategist, showed a somewhat interested expression, "Then how should I use it?"

This Fang was about to put the ears on Mr. Hijikata, but Mr. Hijikata pushed him lightly, "This way I won't be able to see."

Fang thought that this was indeed the case, took it and pinned it to his hair, and changed his sitting position. In line with the concept of "since we want to pursue excitement, we must carry it through to the end", he made a cute gesture, "Meow——"

Mr. Hijikata immediately understood why this soft-looking strange thing would be so popular in the future, and touched the position under the nose suspiciously.

There was also some itching in my heart, and I wanted to do something, but before I could implement it, the door was suddenly pushed open with great force.

"Hijikata! In order to reward our achievements, the imperial court gave the Mibu Roshigumi a name. From now on, we are the new—" Mr. Kondo pushed open the door of Hijikata's room with some excitement, although it was closed in broad daylight. It's a little strange, but Isamu Kondo, who was so excited at this time, had no intention of thinking about the reason. He opened the door and saw a scene that stunned him, and the volume dropped involuntarily, "Shinsengumi..."

This party: I am gone.

This party looked at Mr. Kondo's somewhat disintegrated expression, then turned his head to look at Mr. Hijikata who was pretending to be serious, turned his head and buried it on Mr. Hijikata's back, and refused to look up.

——Why is Mr. Kondo seeing him every time he loses face!