That stupid aunt with a knife man's shell [Comprehensive]

155.

Q: How many knives can Touken Ranbu repair after being offline for a week?

A: None of them have been repaired.

156.

Onimaru thought that he would report his safety when he returned to Honmaru, and then he could take a short rest, and then find out about the situation with Mikazuki. To be honest, he was quite nervous. It made him feel guilty for San Riyue who was secretly planning something, but he felt somewhat guilty.

Maybe it's the kind of guilty conscience that destroys other people's good deeds?

But Onimaru never expected that the first thing he did when he came back to Honmaru was to help get the sword...

"So, why exactly?" Onimaru asked vaguely while powdering Taiko Bell's knife with the shoji paper in his mouth.

"Hehe...Sorry...you don't want the main hall to see yourself disgusting, you overdid it by accident..." Taiko Bell, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, scratched his somewhat messy hair, The bloody kimono was closed again.

It's great that the new owner of the house is an upright human being who has no interest in certain private matters, but how should I put it... I feel, um, that, I will still be a little disappointed... right...?

If found, what will the main hall do?Will there be a little shyness in the anger, or will there be some desires that make Ren look forward to and worry in the disgust?

I don't know what this dagger who wants to lie on his body is thinking. Onimaru has always had a subconscious elder thought about the dagger on the appearance of a child because of his long-term education. There are some things that are really not easy to say to a child.

Even if he knew that the child was hundreds of years old at least.

Quickly and gently, he finished handing out the short sword wakizashis. Onimaru, who had been simmering with questions, saw the first sword that came in and threw out the question: "What happened to Honmaru? Why are the injured parts of everyone injured?" Are they all in the same place?"

It would be too euphemistic to say that, let’s look at the injured parts: neck, nipples... navel, lower abdomen, a vital point between a man’s legs, a place where human grains reincarnate, and wrists and ankles.

The directivity is so strong, Onimaru almost thought that during the time he left, someone came to Honmaru to consume these sword men!

"Nothing happened, everyone just didn't want the main hall to see their filthy appearance."

Zong San Zuowen brushed his hair and sat down next to Onimaru. He knew what His Highness wanted to ask. Rather, he knew that this human being didn't ask the short sword wakizawas what happened to their injuries at all. When I was young, I knew that the first adult-sized sword in the future would definitely be questioned.That's why he chose to be the first to come in.

"... Taiko Bell also said the same thing." Onimaru gently pulled out Sozo's sword, and spiritual power moistened the cracked and rusty sword like water.

"That's the truth..." Sozo, leaning on Onimaru, smiled and looked at his rusty sword, "For a sword, the sharp one is the most beautiful, right?"

"That's not the reason for you to self-mutilate." Gently wiped off the powder on the knife surface, and the rust on the knife surface was reduced by a little bit. Onimaru replaced the dirty cotton cloth and powdered it again.

"I want to know the reason." Onimaru, who didn't intend to be a fighter, said bluntly.

"Hey... that's the truth." Sozou pulled down his white kimono?bathrobe?The skinny but scarred body underneath was exposed, "This body, there are countless spells buried in it, with power of control, freedom of control, and..."

Sozo leaned close to Onimaru's cheek——

"controlling……"

An atmosphere as if the air was sticky appeared when the little hands entered the room. Zong San's face with a trace of sickness and delicacy showed a smile that would make people want to be crooked. On the top, facing Onimaru formed an excellent seductive pose.

When Onimaru frowned and stretched out his hand to grab Sosan's clothes, he turned around and distanced himself. Zongsan Zuowenzi pulled up his clothes, with a hint of sadness and sarcasm on his face, looking at Onimaru with a little unconscious provocation and self-deprecating.

"I didn't want to stay, so I cut it myself when I was almost able to bear the damage."

"..." This reason is irrefutable, and it is about to become more serious. It should be my fault for not paying attention to them for a week after bringing them out of that kind of place.So in the end, these repairs returned to his hands and increased workload. He can only blame him for not handling things well at the beginning.

no no no!Why is it my fault? !I am not one of them! ...Uh, it seems that I am already their main hall...

This kind of sense of sight seems to be raising a small animal, but taking the small animal home and ignoring it...

Onimaru pinched the Jingming acupoint, this is a large group of 'people' with hands, feet and thoughts!Wouldn't it be the same old way of being hurt before turning directly into an appendage of an existence?And why does he, a college student who has just entered university, have to bear the responsibility of raising a large family of dozens of people!He is still a child!This kind of people should not only ensure their life and diet, but also care about their mental health, and there are a lot of swords waiting for them that also need to be worried about...

He came to Honmaru to make a living, not to find such a job for himself that has no benefit at all!They are their own swords in name, but after going through that kind of thing, will they still listen to their orders with peace of mind?Will you still faithfully guard history?I'm afraid it's not for nothing to keep this large number of dolls.

And the history of Japan is none of his business!

Originally, the sword was only responsible for fighting. He didn't mean that fighting was not hard or dangerous, but that he was only responsible for fighting, leaving all consequences, morality, reasons, worries, etc. to others to worry about. This kind of life is already easy, okay!

If you don’t understand, just refer to the low-level workers in large factories, and just concentrate on doing things. Whether it is products, market planning, and the direction of factory development, or after-sales, employee benefits, etc., they are all things that leaders should consider. A small worker only needs to do his job well, and then he can wait for the benefits to come.It's just that the rules of the sword are a little more troublesome. For example, when encountering a bad leader in reality, the leader can't blatantly force the employees to death, but the sword can do it here.It seems that the real Japan also belongs to the club system that buys out employees' future work and life. All kinds of social animals abound, not only because of education, but also the current system in Japan.

Onimaru is a leader who needs to worry about the company's product outlets, market demand, cost reduction, product supervision, employee benefits, employee health, market competition, and a series of issues that he has never thought about, let alone his own. With a group of swordsmen who depended on him for food, he suddenly felt the pressure of life, who used to feed the whole family by himself.

And the point is, I have done so many things for myself, and I haven't seen any good food or other treatment... _(:з」∠)_

This week he has been running around, but he can only eat white rice balls every meal, which is enough abuse!He had never eaten such a miserable meal in the Warring States Period!

And this week he didn't sleep more than 4 hours a day!The swords behind him can take turns, and the servants of the political affairs can also take turns, but if I take a long break, I will be asked, "Do monsters also need to sleep?" Such questions!There is also the issue of current affairs treatment, let’s not talk about the use of these small money made of gold, and where he will use it. The problem is, not to mention the salary that the god judge should receive, what kind of crusade did he even do? I haven't seen the captain's salary!

And he is not really these swords that don't know how to enjoy them at all, nor is he a monster born and raised in Japan who is used to eating wild grass and raw fish!He grew up in Zhonghua, where there are eight major cuisines, endless delicacies, rich products, and no shortage of food since he was a child!

He really ate like crazy to get into this muddy water...

Voluntary labor is really enough... I have worked so hard to the end, why do I seem to have made all the mistakes on myself?

"You are regretting." Zongsan hugged Onimaru from behind with a gloomy face, and his white but scarred arms unconsciously tightened, "What are you regretting? Are you regretting saving us? Or regretting that you meddled with the sword? Things? Or just regret it...meet us?"

Although I do regret meeting you guys, but if I sort out everything, if I do it again without knowing it, things won't change.It's all my own choice, I have to swallow it even on my knees...

"I complained a little bit." Suppressing the desire to complain, Onimaru let out a long sigh and spit out all the complaints. He raised his hand and touched Sozo's head on his shoulder, signaling him to get up, it was too heavy. "Then have you cleaned up all the spells on your body?"

"...It's been cleaned up." Being rejected by the incomprehensible master, this feeling is indeed both gratifying and aggrieved. Zongsan fiddled with his hair like a cover-up. When he calmed down and planned to have another wave, he felt pregnant. Inside was a clean and sharp sword.

"Next." Onimaru shouted after repairing Sosan's left text and knowing what he wanted to know.

Zong San: ...

157.

Hand entry lasted for a full 6 hours. After the last hand entry, Yanrong, was picked up by Jinjian, in the empty hand entry room, Onimaru finally couldn't help but quietly hammered himself, who had been stiff all afternoon. There is no need to talk about the waist and appearance, but the manner and demeanor. These swords are all the best among people, so that he, who is pretending to be Tsurumaru, is almost exhausted just by maintaining an elegant manner every day.

After the curse that he unintentionally cast on himself was broken by Tsurumaru's spirit, Onimaru who consciously maintained this disguise was about to be tortured and cried.

But who would have known that these swords and swords look bright on the outside, but on the inside are poor people who eat white rice balls every day...

Onimaru, who didn't want to touch these things after eating a rice ball and was so hungry, said with a straight face.

"The main hall, the bath has been prepared for you, the bed has been packed, you..." Hasebe, who had been waiting outside the door, saw Onimaru coming out with a tired face, and immediately greeted Onimaru with his right hand on his chest. For the unfinished rice ball, Hasebe bowed his body with self-blame, "I'm very sorry that I let you eat such a tasteless thing, I will make another one for you right away!"

"No! Cough. No need, I'll go talk to Sanriyue next, and I'll go to rest after the talk." Erkang hand...cough, paying attention to adjusting his posture in time, and the ghost ball that didn't collapse, turned around and was about to run away Hasebe, very scheming to show his eyes with dark bags under the eyes - you little knife masters don't torment him any more, let's forget about private affairs when you put your hands in, he really needs to rest now, talk to Sankaiyue After finishing talking, Onimaru felt that he could sleep forever in one go!

158.

Mikazuki in the tea room seemed to have been waiting for a long time, until the tea in front of him was soaked and tasteless, and then Onimaru's late arrival.

"Hahaha, you're finally here." Mikayue who was sitting on the cushion flicked her long sleeves and stood up elegantly, bowing to Onimaru, "Thank you very much, and I'm sorry for hiding a lot of things from you, you...willing to listen Shall I start from the beginning?"

Onimaru, who came by the moonlight, looked at Mikazuki who had taken off his armor but was neatly wearing the formation uniform under the armor, or called Kari, solemnly, nodded, and sat down on the cushion prepared opposite Mikazuki.

"That's why I'm here."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Zongsan (gritting teeth): Is the main hall KY or intentional?I made it so obvious, why didn't he express it? !Do you want me, the sword of the world, to invite him personally? !

Xiao Ye (ignorant): But Zong Sanni is very happy.

Jiang Xue (confused): ... (How about starting a new life?)

Zongsan (twisting hair): Anyway, we are destined not to get a fair evaluation, so what's wrong with grasping the main hall with what we have learned from the suffering we have suffered before?Don't humans just like this?The god judge is, so is the demon king... If the target is the main hall, how many swords do you think Ni-chan will wash and send himself to the bed in the main hall? (Come closer to Jiang Xue and show a goblin smile)

Jiang Xue (quickly bowed her head and recited the scriptures silently): ... (My stupid Oudou Dou, you smiled for the main hall to see)

the other side

The melon-eating souls who watched the whole hand-in process: ... I am not, I do not, these swords and swords with broken legs are not me! →Hmm...seems interesting?Onimaru looks calm on the surface, but the actual spiritual world is overturned. → Put down that human and let me do it!

Onimaru who is going to talk to Mikayue: Ha Qiu!