Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

Naomi Asahi heard the conversation between the two clearly, and was slightly taken aback, before he quickly took out another thing from his bosom.Just now because of Wuyoshi Zhenzong's injury, he forgot for a while, and he handed it to Tsurumaru Kuninaga with a little apology.

"This is Tsurumaru-san's."

The silver sword stared at the exquisite thing in front of him, and after a little stunned, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised.The young man took the things silently, and opened the box-like things in a seemingly calm but nervous manner.

In the next second, an extremely ugly crying face popped out and touched the bridge of his nose.

"—!"

The sword, which usually scares other swords, almost couldn't restrain the exclamation that was about to rush out of its mouth. It suddenly moved away from the box beyond the common sense of maneuvering, and shrank into the corner of the room in an instant.

"..."

The silver sword was obviously frightened, and Asahina touched her face in embarrassment, and slowly moved forward.

Because the crying face didn't pop out directly facing him, there was nothing wrong with looking at the face hanging in the air at this moment except that it was a little weird.

The boy pushed his face back into the box with his hands, and after closing the box, he looked at the sword squatting in the corner and stared blankly at the sword, not knowing what to say for a while.

... Cough, why did you buy this thing? In fact, Wanwu hesitated for a while.However, it happened that the person who accompanied him happened to be Izumi Mori Kanesada who had been teased by a certain sword not long ago, and even more coincidentally, a certain trial had also happened to be teased by a certain sword.

So - hit it off.

... just didn't expect the effect to be so good.

Naomi Asahina watched Touken, who was gradually recovering, suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and couldn't help laughing.

However, just as he laughed, he heard a crisp sound behind him.The boy was taken aback, and immediately turned his head.

I saw Wuji Zhenzong, who was lying on the quilt, got up from it at some point, and was kneeling and sitting next to the box, and the box had been killed by the fist of the light orange haired sword.

"..."

Daojian with light orange hair turned his head, "Sorry, I was scared."

He said calmly.

"..."

Without waiting for Asahina to say something, Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly stepped forward and pinched Mukichi Sadamune's cheek, and the face of the light orange-haired boy turned a little red from the pinch.The silver-haired youth spoke eeriely.

"That was given to me by the main hall—"

"I'm sorry, I was really scared." The boy pouted involuntarily after being pinched, and then asked Asahina for help, "Master, save me!"

Asahi Nami realized that a puddle of water had already accumulated in Touken's eyes with light orange hair, which was really pitiful.

He stepped forward, hesitantly tugged on the sleeve of the silver-haired sword, "Tsuramaru-san... I will buy it for you again... Wuji-san is still injured."

The boy's face was full of worry, Tsurumaru Kuninaga narrowed his golden eyes slightly, and let go of his hand in silence.As soon as he let go, Mukichi Sadamune immediately rubbed his blushing face, and leaned over to Asahinami's side, moaning pitifully.

Naya Asahina reached out and touched him lightly, and the latter immediately hissed softly, and the silver sword rolled his eyes indecently, not wanting to say anything to a certain brazen sword.

Wuji Zhenzong rubbed his face, his light golden eyes flickered a few times, and asked softly, "Master, will you sleep with me tonight?"

Asahi Nami was taken aback for a moment, with a hesitant expression on her face, "That's...not possible."

Wuji Zhenzong immediately said, "Why not, the Lord can do whatever he wants if he wants."

"but……"

Seeing Naya Asahina still hesitating, the boyish Touken pouted aggrievedly, with tears in his eyes.

"My back hurts so much, if the Lord doesn't sleep with me, I might not be able to sleep tonight..."

"..." Asahina Mi's expression changed slightly.

"I don't know if I can come back alive after going out like this for a few days."

"..."

"...I will accompany you."

(☆v☆) Hey——

*****

Originally, the sleepover was explicitly prohibited by the swordsmen, although the judge was the one who requested it.

Yaken Toshiro squeezed the center of his eyebrows, and looked at the judge with some embarrassment.

Knowing that the character of the God Judge is absolutely impossible to make such a request suddenly, he was extraordinarily resolute.Don't think about it, it must be that the sword somehow made the young man willing.

If there is a beginning, then there will inevitably be other swords following suit one after another, half begging and half forcing the soft-hearted judge to satisfy themselves.

Well, although his family Fujishiro will indeed take advantage later, after all, they are so petite and cute. (Yaoken: Cough...) But seeing the ignorant young man causing a big trouble himself and still not knowing about it is pitiful, Yaoyan silently pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said calmly.

"With all due respect, General, this is against the rules."

Naya Asahi was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a genuine expression.Before he came here, he felt that it was difficult to get permission, because he wanted the three of them to sleep in the same room when Anding-san and Qingguang-san were close servants, but at that time, both of them showed embarrassing expressions, saying that there was a rule It is not allowed to do that, and in the end, the door was opened a third slightly, and there was a door between the sword and the judge, and they slept in two rooms respectively.

Perhaps it was because the expression on Yaoken's face was too serious, Nami Asahina lost the courage to ask again.Seeing the child walk out of the room dejectedly, Yaken Toshiro frowned slightly.

Just now I was thinking, where did the sword that has been wrapped around the god judge since its birth go.If he followed, it wouldn't be hard to stop this with his favourites.

The black-haired Dao Jian lowered his eyes, and a hint of boredom flashed in his eyes.

Asahina returned to Mukyoshi Sadamune's room, and after repeating Yakuken's words, she was inevitably stared at by the pale orange sword both sadly and aggrieved. He looked at Mukichi Sadamune helplessly, looked at his silent He got into the quilt and buried his whole head in the quilt, only a few strands of soft hair were exposed, without saying a word.

"..."

Asahi Nami kept apologizing and trying to comfort him, but the sword under the quilt remained motionless until dinner was approaching, and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada came to him, but Wuyoshi Zhenzong ignored him.

After Asahina was taken away by the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, Mukichi Sadamune poked his head out from under the quilt, with no expression on his face except for a slightly dull red, he blinked and looked at the crane sitting beside him. Eido Marukuni.

"I don't want to eat, you can help me with my share."

Because Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada particularly hates wasting food, there is a rule that no food can be left on the table of the swordsmen except for the god judges.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga glanced at him indifferently, and found that he was staring at a place where he was thinking about something, so he didn't think much about it. The sword doesn't need to eat at all, and the daily dinner is only in contact with the god judge. Let human god judges not have too much resistance to swords and swords, so Wuji Zhenzong said that not eating will not have much impact.

Thinking of this, Dao Jian, who looked like a young man, got up and left, leaving Moyoshi Zhenzong alone in the room.