About the time I became a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad

Just as this thought flashed through Tsurumaru Kuninaga's mind, the little white fox touched its head, and the silver-white coat color was quickly erased, revealing its original color.

After pulling, the little white fox began to sigh, "I've said it all, black foxes are not different."

"It's just you, you have to insist on something [the other Baishan Yoshimitsu has a little white fox]."

"Okay, now you have become Tsurumaru Kuninaga except for the soul shell, and now I don't have to worry about the hair problem." Saying that, the little white fox happily kicked his ears.

I don't know if the hair dye is too rubbish, and the kicked ear quickly lost a layer of dust.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: ......... Wait.

After being nervous for a long time, this is the end result?

It's okay to blow up people suddenly!My heart can't stand it, okay?

Oh wait, so he didn't reveal that he is Tsurumaru Kuninaga?And Baishan Jiguang's little white fox is actually a little fox with dyed fur?

Hey, this is amazing!

Anyway, he still has the character design of Hakuyama Yoshimitsu, so he pursed his lips with a calm face, and just about to make a sound, he saw Yaken Toshiro running back in a hurry.

"Brother, I made a set for you according to Mr. Tsurumaru's size..." Yaken Toshiro's eyes drifted, looking at the little white fox who had obviously lost its color, "What's going on? Did he have melanism? ?”

As he said that, he immediately used his character as a doctor knife and rushed over in a hurry.

"Ah, ah, Yaken, you just come here and I'm fine!" The little white fox covered the blushing place, afraid that Yaken Fujishiro would really rush over, after all, it's too difficult to deal with someone who hasn't figured out the lines yet.

"You change Baishan's clothes first! Me! I still have something to do, so I'll run away first!"

Yaken Toshiro, who had already rushed up, looked at the little white fox that slid down the steps and rushed out regardless of the pain, and was puzzled for a while, "Brother, what's wrong with your fox?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, "Maybe it's... spring?"

Hearing this answer, Yaken Toshiro was obviously taken aback.

But the most important thing is - the soul of the brother may be lodged in Mr. Tsurumaru's body, which leads to... this character is a bit out of order.

How to do!

Brother was too autistic before!They didn't dare to talk to their brothers and only called them "brother", "younger brother" and "little uncle".

But now... Wouldn't it be terrible to drive a train with your mouth full like Mr. Tsurumaru?

Thinking of this, Yaken Toshiro looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga with a trace of pity.

"Brother, here are the clothes I gave you, you are about to change into them."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga took it obediently, maintaining the character design of Baishan Yoshimitsu every minute, but after seeing what the clothes looked like... he looked confused.

"……what is this?"

Yaken Toshiro was serious: "Of course it's half sleeves + shorts!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought that he might show his thighs next, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, "This... why don't you say goodbye?"

Yaken Toshiro felt sad for a moment, "Brother, are you despising my craftsmanship?"

——Yes, yes, I hate shorts!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga maintained the character design of Hakuyama Yoshimitsu, and stretched out his hand while disgusting, "No, I like it very much..." What the hell!

***

The sparring is over.

Kunihiro Horikawa leaned over and handed the towel to Izumi Mori Kanesada.

"Thank you, sir!"

After Izumi Mori Kanesada took the towel and wiped off the sweat on his face, he looked at Yamato Morita who was swinging a sword not far away, and said, "Let me tell you—is it too much to untie the Tsurumaru sword? "

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Yamato Morita tilted his head slightly, "Ah, are you in a poor family?"

"We are all fallen into the sword, and he suddenly became in vain... don't you think it's weird?"

Saying that, Yamato Morita pointed the wooden sword in his hand at Izumi Morita.

Horikawa Kunihiro immediately rushed to Izumi Mori Kanesada and opened his arms.

Although he didn't say anything——but this gesture already explained: it is not allowed to hurt Mr. Kane.

"Ah, I won't hurt my companion casually." After saying that, he took back the wooden knife in his hand with a smile, turned around and left.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Izumi Mori Kanesada's face was slightly dark, "Ah, ah, I'm fine. It's just Yamato Mori...is it dark, too dark?"

***

Yamato Shou Anding left here, holding his arm with one hand and rushing directly into the repair pool.

He pressed his lips, dripping with cold sweat.

Damn it - I can't hold on anymore!

If he doesn't take Bubble Repair Pool to calm down, he might not be able to resist fighting with Izumi Mori Kanesada!

That's why - the sword itself has fallen into the dark, so don't just appear in Wanwu casually!

This dark fall is like that virus, if one person appears here, it will infect a whole bunch of people!The bright and beautiful sword abruptly turned into a sickly sword.

Yamato keeps stability and doesn't want to hurt his companions.

It's just that every time he tried to control himself, Okita-kun's death would pop up in his mind, and then the aura of dark fall would intensify, and then his sanity would gradually collapse.

Can't do this anymore!

Yamato Mamoru took a deep breath and entered the range of the restoration pool.

As a result, as soon as he stepped in, he was shocked by Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was wearing half-sleeved shorts.

Yamato Morita's fingers trembled slightly, "This, what is this..."

Yaken Toshiro enthusiastically introduced, "This is Hakusan Yoshimitsu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar sword appeared in the restoration pool.

Yaken Toshiro looked at Yoshimitsu Hakuyama who suddenly appeared in the restoration pool, then looked at the half-sleeve shorts in front of him, barely maintained a smile, and said to Yamato Morita: "For some reasons, it has become... Tsurumaru-san."

Yamato Shou'an: ...

Listen, do you believe this?

He crossed his arms and was about to question him when he saw a sudden light envelope his body.

In the next second, he disappeared in front of several knives.

in situ.

Yaken Toshiro twisted his neck stiffly, looked at the aggrieved Hakuyama Yoshimitsu squatting in the restoration pool, and then at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was beside him with a good figure, "So... which one is my brother?"

***

Here.

Foxnosuke was still complaining to Izumi Juro that Honmaru's dark swords are particularly terrifying!Especially that Yamato Shuan Ding!Black is the scariest!

"So, how to solve the melon problem?"

Foxnosuke couldn't help sobbing, "Shouldn't you care about me?"

Quan Juro blinked, "But haven't you already escaped?"

Fox Nosuke: ...

Wow, that makes sense!

"But, melons... I'm afraid only Honmaru has them. We can't go back, so—"

Quan Juro's eyes lit up, "So, you can send him back." After speaking, he touched Yoshimitsu Hakuyama who was rolling back and forth on the pillow, "Hakuyama, what do you think of this suggestion?"

Hakuyama Yoshimitsu rolled back and forth aggrieved, "No, I don't want Honmaru's melon qaq"

He is tired of eating!

Izumi Juro looked at Yoshimitsu Hakuyama who was acting coquettish back and forth, and couldn't help poking him with his hand, "Boys are not allowed to act coquettish casually."

Baishan Jiguang stopped rolling, "Then, my lord... I am willing to go back."

After finishing speaking, he turned the sword into a human form, and sat obediently in front of Izumi Juro.

He stared eagerly at Izumi Juro's hand, staring and staring.

Izumi Juro, who probably understood what it meant, raised his hand, "Do you... want me to wake you up?"

Baishan Jiguang was wronged and wronged: "Melon..."

Quan Juro raised his hand, "There are no melons."

Foxnosuke on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and couldn't help but say, "My lord, Hakusan may want you to touch his head!"

"Touch your head?"

Baishan Jiguang nodded aggrievedly.

Quan Juro was obviously taken aback, after all, touching his head...he had never done it before.

but--

If this is Hakuyama Yoshimitsu's request...

Izumi Juro slowly stretched out his hand and rubbed the soft white hair twice.

For the first time, Baishan Yoshimitsu's paralyzed face, which could hardly express any expression, revealed a smile called happiness.

In the next second, golden light surrounded Baishan Jiguang's figure.

Baishan Yoshimitsu, who was surrounded by the golden light, slowly opened his eyes.

"Lord."

"Also, don't forget... bring me... other melons."

After speaking, the entire sword disappeared in front of his eyes.

Izumi Juro withdrew his fingers, "Well, I promise you."

On the side, Foxnosuke rang the bell and called out the information page for the battle.

"My lord, the seat is vacant now..." Suddenly, Honosuke opened his eyes wide, "My lord, maybe it's because you summoned two sword men, and your authority has also been increased!"

"for example?"

Foxnosuke blinked, "For example, you can specify a certain knife to appear."

As he said that, he raised his paw happily, "However, there is a limit to summoning! Like today, the type of knife [Hai Dao] is restricted!"

After finishing speaking, as if thinking of something, he began to eagerly ask, "My lord...do you want to summon Yamato to guard peace?"

As long as Yamato Shou'an is summoned... Once the other party is dishonest, the lord can take action to teach him a lesson!

Foxnosuke thought very well, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Izumi Juro had already collapsed and fell asleep.

Fox Nosuke: ...

Wow, my lord is really too much!

He angrily closed the page, ready to sleep.That's why he didn't see the message - [Da Dao Da He Shou An Ding, will be delivered in hours].

Early the next morning.

The sun has just risen in the east.

Quan Juro came out from the next room, and his whole body was exposed without any shelter.

Coincidentally, Butterfly Shinobu came out of the room, and saw Izumi Juro standing outside just as he turned the corner.

………This guy

Have you forgotten that you are a ghost and are afraid of the sun?

Butterfly charged forward with restraint, "I said...you are a ghost, don't forget—"

Suddenly, she stopped her voice.

I saw the sun rising slowly and falling on the long black hair.

Butterfly opened her eyes slightly.

How the hell are you not dead? !