Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

Naya Asahi had a long dream, but what she said was a dream was actually something that happened before.

During the summer vacation of that year, my mother, who hadn’t come back for a long time, suddenly said that she had finished her work and went home to rest for a while. He had an expression of "I have no choice but to accompany you", but Asahina, who was leaning against him, could still feel the faint excitement in his heart.

It's been a long time since the family got together. Everyone planned to take this opportunity to travel together, so they proposed to drive to a villa with scenic spots.

The villa at that place happened to be near a piece of sea, and it was already night when we arrived there, because no one had lived in it for a long time, and the furnishings of the room had already accumulated a layer of dust. They were all full of energy, and they all rolled up their sleeves and prepared to do a big job.

Nayakami Asahina was cleaning the table when Miwa suddenly walked up to him and tugged him.She took Nami Asahina's hand with one hand, and motioned the young man to follow.

The evening wind blows, and the air is filled with the faint salty smell of sea water.Naya Asahina held Miwa's slightly cool hand, and the footprints of the three of them printed a long path on the beach.

He heard Meihe let out a long breath, the voice was so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind.

she says.

"Thanks a lot."

Maybe it was because the night was too dark, Nami Asahina walked in the middle but still couldn't see the young man's expression clearly, only heard the young man holding his other hand give a deep 'en' after a long silence.

Then there was silence again.

Asahina held the hands of the two of them, looking back at the long string of footprints left on the sand under the moonlight.

Suddenly his hands were released, and he turned his head in astonishment, watching the two of them walking forward very naturally even though they let go of his hands, as if they were supposed to be walking like this.

The young man stretched out his hand to catch up with the two, only to see that the distance between them was getting shorter and shorter, and that position gradually disappeared.

She opened her eyes abruptly, and uncontrollable tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.Looking at the familiar ceiling, Naya Asahi sat up after a long silence.

The tears had stopped, and the tears remaining in the eyes cast a shadow on the quilt.

The boy turned his head slightly and twitched the corner of his mouth at the sword sitting in the corner.

"Good morning, Little Ye-san."

***

The long corridor extends in all directions.

Naya Asahina quietly followed behind Saya Zuomonji, holding a persimmon in her hand.

Dagger didn't ask any more questions about the morning's affairs, but just stuffed him with the persimmon in his hand and began to serve him calmly.

And then now they are walking in front without saying a word, the distance between the two is neither far nor close, it can't be said that they ignore Asahinami, after all, Touken still turns his head from time to time as if confirming that he is still there.

One person turned left and right with a knife and finally stopped in a remote garden, Xiaoye Zuowen glanced back at him, then walked to a door and whispered inside.

"Brother Zong San."

The voice was extremely clear in the silent courtyard, and Asahina watched as the door in front of her was slowly opened, revealing the interior scene bit by bit.

I saw Zong San, who was wearing an inner uniform, leaning against the door frame, his light pink shoulder-length hair draped over his shoulders with a somewhat messy and delicate feeling, and the young man's strange-colored eyes looked at this side quietly, with a few Very indifferent.

Xiao Ye Zuowenwen nodded slightly to Jiang Xue Zuowenfu who was sitting quietly in the deep of the inner room, then ran to Zong San Zuowenwen and whispered something in Zongsan's ear.

The young Dao Jian lowered his eyes, and after hearing what the dagger whispered, he was slightly silent for a while.He turned sideways to look at the person in the room, only to see that person was still sitting upright with his eyes downcast, his expression unclear.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen sighed slowly, he raised his hand and patted the dagger's head lightly, and said softly.

"Since Xiao Ye has decided this way, then so be it."

After he finished speaking, he got up and went around to another room and walked in.

As if lamenting, the sword in the room suddenly lightened.

"...the world is full of sorrow."

The sound was too soft to catch.

An inexplicable soreness surged up, and Asahinami blinked her uncomfortable eyes.Submissively led by Xiaoye Zuowenwen into the house.

After a while, Zong San Zuowen came back with a piece of stuff in his hand.Asahina looked at the thing with just one glance, and the sourness in her heart was suddenly uncontrollable.

He raised his hand to grab the young man's cold hand, and the latter obediently let the young man open his hand, and the things in his hand gradually revealed their shape.

It's a family photo.

In the picture, the boy was smiling happily among the brothers. The grimace he made on the spur of the moment made the brothers standing beside him laugh. The photographer captured the scene where everyone was laughing from the bottom of their hearts and fixed it in the photo.

"Everyone, you smile very gently."

Sword with light pink hair said softly.

The young man looked at the photo quietly, carefully looked at everyone's outline, and after a long silence, he replied softly.

"kindness."

***

Zuo Wenjia's sword began to get closer to the God-inspector.

Without warning, the one who hardly appeared in front of everyone usually seized the opportunity at this time, and the reason is unknown.

Except for the short knife of the Santiao family, it was the first time that the judge asked to eat, play, wash and sleep together.

Of course, the last one was rejected without even thinking about it, but after all, Zuo Wenjia was favored.

Asahina Nami sat on the corridor and looked at Saya Zuomonji who was wielding a bamboo and wooden dagger in the courtyard not far away. The warm sun at noon hit his body and made people feel a little sleepy. The boy covered his mouth and slapped a small yawn.

"Sure enough, our way of life is a bit boring to you."

Zong San leaned lightly on the door frame, looked at the young man who had tears secreting from the corners of his eyes due to yawning, and smiled helplessly.

The young man raised his hand, and the loose robe slid down to reveal some thin and pale arms. He casually put the loose hair behind his ears, and slowly stood up.

"You don't need to do this. You can go to accompany other swords. How desolate is this place?"

Xiaoye Zuowenwen in the courtyard stopped swinging the sword when he heard the words, turned sideways and looked at the boy quietly.He wiped the corners of his eyes, shook his head lightly, and said.

"It's fine here."

The young man's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled faintly.

"I'm going to prepare some food."

With that said, he turned and left.

Because the place where he lives is relatively remote, it may take some time before Daojian wants to come back.Asahina stretched her waist, and looked back at Jiang Xuezuowen, who was still sitting in the room. Daojian with light blue long hair was just sitting there, with her eyes downcast, thinking about something.

It is said that people who are cold on the outside are soft on the inside.

The boy withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, and was about to turn his head when Xiao Ye's vigilant voice suddenly appeared next to his ear.

"Who!"

The next second after the sound, the bamboo knife practiced in the short knife's hand shot towards a bush, and the air made a sound like being torn.There was only rustling in the grass, and a figure jumped out before the bamboo knife was thrown into the grass.

"Ah~ how rude."

As soon as the man stood firmly, he began to take care of the place where the grass was stuck to his body, and complained at the same time.

Xiaoye Zuowenwen took out a dagger from his side, narrowed his eyes and looked at the person coming vigilantly.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

he asked coldly.

The man smoothed out his shoulder-length orange hair, blinked his blue eyes, and had a melodious voice, he said.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency, I am Ranto Shiro from the house next door, as for the purpose of coming—"

The orange-haired sword fingertips touched his face, his smiling eyes turned to the side and looked at his God-inspector in surprise, and he opened his lips and said slowly.

"I'm here to take away my god-inspector's lovely younger brother."

The author has something to say: Xiao Ye: Brother Jiang Xue, someone is coming, come quickly!

Jiang Xue: Wait a minute, I need to react for a while.

The next chapter summons my brother.