Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

"..."

Naya Asahina stared seriously at the clothes soaked in juice in front of her eyes. The clothes were almost half dry, but the traces of light orange were very obvious, and... there was a subtle smell...

Because he was worried about Wuji Zhenzong's injury, he rushed out and hurried out.However……

"Well--"

The young man looked around, there were very few swords coming back to take a bath at this time, and it only took two or three minutes to run back to the room from the path dedicated to the judge.

Well, it works.

Having made a decision in her heart, Asahina pulled the neatly stacked bath towel and draped it over her body. The wide bath towel perfectly wrapped the young boy's small body.

I ran all the way through the corridor, because the steam of the hot spring water filled the surroundings, so I didn't feel the chill.

Gently pulling the door closed, Asahina finally breathed out a sigh of relief. He walked to the cabinet with a bath towel on to search for underwear and clothes, because the attendant was in charge before, and he was not allowed to touch the things here. So even though the cabinet was placed in the house, the number of times he took the initiative to find things was only a handful.

"Ah, I found it."

He slowly took out a pair of brand new underwear from the drawer in the corner, raised his legs to put it on, the towel slipped off his body, Asahina glanced at it and didn't pay much attention, when the door was suddenly opened.

"..."

"..."

I am most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air.

The short-haired boy outside the door blinked his emerald green eyes mixed with a few traces of bright yellow, and it took him a long time to recover, and then his face turned red within a second, burning to his ears.

"Yes, sorry!!"

The boy said loudly as if trying to cover up his embarrassment, and then closed the door heavily.

"..." Still keeping the boy with his panties on his legs.

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Hotaru sits restlessly outside the door. Inside the door is the sound of cloth rubbing when the boy puts on his clothes. The loose clothes cover the boy's fair and tender skin. A pair of slender legs, covering the plump pink toes, covering the smooth and slightly rosy knees...

The sword with short gray hair slapped his cheek fiercely with his hand.

no!Can't think about it anymore!I have everything the master has!

So the boy with short gray hair began to focus on his knees...

Asahina opened the door, tilted her head and looked at the sword who was obsessed with her knees and couldn't help herself, and asked doubtfully, "Hoaramaru-san, is there something wrong with your knees?"

Hearing the boy's voice, Hotaru felt as if something had been smashed through, and the entire sword froze.

Asahina blinked her eyes, she didn't notice any wounds, so she didn't care, so she asked, "What's the matter with Hotaru-san?"

"Well...not counting..." Hotaru twitched the corner of her mouth and replied uncomfortably.

In fact, he was going to go to war in a while, so he wanted to take a look at the God Judge before going out.

Ah, of course it wasn't because he was afraid of being cut into pieces if he was in danger on the battlefield.The map I'm going to go this time has been through before, the difficulty is average, and he has already reached the full level for many years.

kindness--

In fact, it was an excuse to find a god judge. =￣ω￣=

After all, the master has been occupied by a certain ignorant tengu for a long time.

"Master, I'm going to battle." Hotaru suddenly said.

Nami Asahi's face changed when she heard the words, and the fingertips placed by her side trembled involuntarily.

The young man lowered his head slightly, clenched his fists, his voice trembling imperceptibly, "...can you...not go."

One month can indeed make some things fade away, especially with the company of 'Jin Jian'.But at the gate of Honmaru, he greeted the expedition team with joy, but what he got was a weak voice, a cold body, and hard and hard-to-touch fragments...

"...Look... the resources in this pill are still sufficient, so there is no need to specially..."

The boy's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he suddenly fell silent, with his head hanging down and no longer speaking.

Because he had no contact with this aspect, the boy didn't know that Honmaru's expedition troops were all registered by the swordsmen and the person in charge deployed the swords according to the map, that is to say-all voluntary.

Hotaru tugged at the upturned hair on both sides of his hair, seeing the boy's unstable mood, he knew that he remembered the matter of Imken, and he said hesitantly after thinking about it.

"I will try my best not to get injured, and—" the young man paused, then said suddenly, "What use is a sword if it doesn't go into battle."

"..."

Naya Asahina raised her head blankly and looked at Hotaru who said these words with a calm expression, and the latter also felt a little strange because of her surprised expression.Asahi Nami felt that she should say 'that's not the case', but felt that what he said made sense, even though the sense of disobedience in her heart was very strong.

Foxnosuke once told him, don't regard Fusangshen as human beings. In the final analysis, they are gods attached to swords. Even if they are given human bodies, their flesh and blood still ooze blood and violence.

Naya Asahi moved her somewhat pale and bloodless lips slightly, glanced at the big sword that Hotaru was carrying behind her back, tried hard to suppress the rising strange feeling in her heart, turned around and walked to the cabinet in the corner of the room to find something.

Hotaru poked his head from behind, watching him stepping on his feet and trying to lift a mahogany box from above, put it on the ground and then opened it. Inside was a pile of scattered wards.

"..." Hotaru.

This is something from the previous God Inspector, but since he cut off his spiritual power with Honmaru, these things have nothing to do with him.After what happened with Jinjian, Yaoyan suddenly gave this to himself one day, and he only mentioned the purpose of the contents with a faint expression, and then didn't say anything.

However, Asahi Nami still heard the tone of not wanting him to use the things in this box.As for whether it is because this thing has something to do with the predecessor's affairs or something else, it is not known.

So when he took out an Omori from it, he clearly saw the undisguised disgust on Hotaru's face.

No matter how difficult the map was, none of the troops on that expedition wore omamori, especially because of this... Asahina Nami's fingers pinching omamori couldn't help turning white.

"I'll buy the Omori again, so... just this time..." He hesitantly handed out the thing in his hand to Hotaru, with nervousness and imperceptible expectation in his eyes.

The sword with short gray hair quietly looked at the guard who was pinched by him, and the disgust in his heart surged up uncontrollably, but he hesitated when he saw the boy's pleading eyes.After a long time, when Naya Asahina thought he was still unwilling to accept the disappointment and withdrew his hand, the object in his hand was suddenly taken away.

"It's only this time, master, please remember!" The gray boy twitched his mouth uncomfortably, and shoved the moromi into his pocket rudely under Nami Asahina's surprised eyes.

Hotaru looked at the sweet smile on the corner of Asahina Nami's mouth, and quietly shifted his eyes to other places, but he didn't know that his blushing ears had already exposed everything.

Because Naomi Asahi wanted to bring the omamori to the other expeditionary swords, so the two went to the place where the expedition team gathered together.

The team for the expedition has been integrated, and it is time to take a rest before the expedition.There are five Fusangshin in the team for this expedition: Hachisuka Toru, Horikawa Kunihiro, Hotaru, Mikazuki Munekin, and Aizen Kunitoshi.

All the fusangshen checked their equipment in front of the gate. Hotaru and Asahinami walked to the door one after another, and saw Aizen Kunitoshi waving his hands and shouting at Hotaru.

"Really, where did you go, Hotaru, you're leaving soon..."

Ai Ran Guojun complained to Daojian who was slowly walking towards the team, his gaze turned to meet the eyes of the person behind him, and he was taken aback for a moment.

"...Huh? Master...?"

The red-haired boy's whisper stunned the swordsmen in the team, and everyone turned around to look at the person coming.

"Well... Hotaru said that everyone is going to go to war, so I want to give this to you..."

The pale pink-haired boy said as he took out the omori from his pocket.

Ai Ran Guojun glanced at the things in his hand, subconsciously frowned, "This is not..."

The rest of the words were not uttered, but all the swords and swords present fell silent, neither refusing nor stepping forward to accept.

Such a scene had been expected for a long time, and Naya Asahi was not surprised this time.He took the initiative to walk in front of each of the Fusangshen, and thrust the Omoru into their hands with a bit of force, ignoring the complicated expressions on the faces of the swords, and put the last Omoru on the deeply frowning Hachisuka Huche hands.

The elegant purple-haired man raised a delicate eyebrow, and said rather coldly, "Does the main hall want me, who is the real one, to wear this kind of thing?"

The man clamped the guard with his fingertips, shook it nonchalantly, and said again.

"Even if there is no such thing, I-"

"I hope..." The young man interrupted him, he raised his head, his brown eyes looked straight into the water-colored eyes of Hachisu Kakotoru.

"My hope is that you can go home unscathed."

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"..." Hachisu Hehuche lowered his hands slowly, a warm feeling flowed through his heart, the man pursed his lips and stopped looking at Asahinami, turned around and left.

Asahi Nami watched him silently clenched the Omoru in his hand for a few minutes, and knew that his words were useful. The young man smiled and looked at the other swords and put away the Omoru without saying a word. The big stone hanging in his heart At last it fell down, at this time Sanri Yue Zongjin suddenly came to his side and took his hand.

Asahi Nami was taken aback, staring blankly at the man in the exquisite suit with a smile on his lips and slowly squatting down, his water-colored and moon-like eyes quietly reflected him, he watched the man put the guard in the palm of his hand , pressed his lips against his hand, and said softly with some coolness——

"I would like to win honor for you."