Crimson Blade

The season of this world is in summer and autumn, and the breeze is starting to feel a little cool. Fei Cunren looked at Mili of Ganlu Temple not far away with a dazed expression.

This mili is really different from what I have seen before!

"Is it Miss Ganlu Temple? This way please."

A man in a suit and leather shoes bent over and looked very respectful, while the mature-looking Mitsuri of Kanroji shook hands with him generously, and then replied with a smile:

"Ok"

His ears moved slightly, and Himura Ren, who had a keen sense, easily heard the conversation not far away. At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was a loophole in what Yuko Ichihara said at the beginning.

If many of my friends will sacrifice in the future, then what is going on with the still young Kanroji Mitsuri in front of my eyes?

Could it be that the other party is not my friend?

After pondering for a while, Fei Cunren raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that he might be abducted by that dimensional witch, and then thought again:

However, if you want to know what happened to the demon slayer team in this world, wouldn't it be just right to ask Mitsuri directly?

The only problem is that there are too many people in the square now. Although Himura Ren can hear Ganluji Mitsuri with his keen senses, there is still a distance between the two of them.

So if you want to touch Ganluji Mitsuri, you should either squeeze past her directly, or yell loudly to attract the other person's attention.

Uh, it feels like either one is a little too eye-catching.

Looking at the dense crowd in front of him, Himuraba hesitated for a moment, but it was in this short moment of hesitation that Ganluji Mitsuri was surrounded by the security guards who specially manage the square and walked towards the backstage of the autograph session.

"do you know her?"

It may be that Himura Ren has been staring at which direction for too long, which aroused Conan's interest. He tilted his head and asked curiously, "You actually know the author of the manga "The Story of the Scarlet Samurai?"

"what?"

Fei Cunren was stunned for a moment, and then he realized the meaning of Conan's words, and suddenly his face became a little strange: "Was that man just now the author of this manga?"

"It's obvious isn't it?"

"The organizers have come out to welcome them, so why not the author?"

Conan curled his lips with an expression that was not very simple, and then seemed to feel that this was too mature, so he quickly added:

"Ah, I also heard from Sister Yuanzi that the author's hair is very strange, so I recognized it."

Okay, if that's the case, why don't you just find her after the autograph session is over.

He didn't care that Conan occasionally showed a maturity that didn't look like a child, and the companions around him were all precocious Himura Ren thought about it, and made such a decision happily.

The autograph session is about to start, and in order to ignite the enthusiasm of fans, the organizers also very cleverly provided a Q&A session about the comics.

The host's voice sounded on the stage, but Fei Cunren and his group walked backstage after meeting.

"Does it really matter?"

Seeing a group of fans waiting eagerly in front of the stage, while her own group ran to the backstage and walked through the back door, the kind-hearted Xiaolan asked with some concern:

"Will we not be kicked out by the staff if we go directly to the backstage?"

"No, this is an appointment I made with the organizer from the beginning."

"The Suzuki Foundation provided part of the funds, and then gave me a chance to get close to the author Sakuramochi." Flicking his short brown hair, Sonoko Suzuki said with some pride, picking his chin.

"Eh~"

The children exclaimed in admiration, while Sonoko paused for a moment on Himura Ken who was watching the background, as if he felt that he should not be too out of shape in front of his idol, so he coughed a few times and corrected the situation. After turning pale, he continued:

"Now we can go backstage and peek at Sakuramochi from behind to answer fans' questions."

"When the answering session is over and before the signing session begins, we will have about [-] minutes to get close to Sakura Mochi."

Suzuki Sonoko was explaining on the one hand, and on the other hand, after confirming with the staff, he walked to the back of the stage.

There is a background board with welcome words on the front, back and back of the stage, and beside the background board is a wooden door that is not closed very firmly.

After confirming with the relevant personnel, a group of children were looking at the front desk behind the half-opened wooden door, but Suzuki Sonoko, who should have been the most active, stepped back to Himura Ren, and asked in a low voice with bright eyes:

"How does it feel to be liked by many fans?"

Ok?

The cuffs of the black kimono swayed slightly, thinking about the love that the people in the square showed for her just now, Himuraba said with a smile:

"How should I put it, I'm very happy, but it doesn't feel real. I always feel that being liked by so many people is too exaggerated."

And what they are obsessed with is me in this world!

What's more, if this comic is based on real events...

Eyelids slightly closed, Suzuki Sonoko's voice of praising himself rang in his ears, and the plot of the comic story emerged in his mind, and Himura Ren's expression flickered under the shadow of bangs for a while.

Then the self in this world probably died in the final battle with the ghost king a hundred years ago.

Himura Ren in the backstage felt a little heavy, but the fans at the front desk were very enthusiastic about asking questions. After taking the microphone, one of the fans asked excitedly and aggrievedly:

"Sakuramochi, may I ask why you want to draw Scarlet Samurai?"

"And when drawing, the scarlet ranger must die just like the ending of the novel!"

Amroji Mitsuri was slightly taken aback when asked this question. Although she had expected that someone would ask this question, she still felt a little depressed when she actually faced it.

"Ah, it's because the scene where the Scarlet Ranger dies in the novel is too shocking, so I don't think it's the real Scarlet Ranger if I don't draw it like this."

There was a gentle smile on her face, and the voice of Kanroji Mitsuri through the microphone seemed to be harmless, but Himura Ren who was standing in the background still heard some sadness and nostalgia from it.

When it comes to my death, Mitsuri is still sad even after a hundred years.

The air drifting in the air brought the emotion of Ganluji Mitsuri in the front desk to Feicunren, which was a kind of sadness that had been deeply buried in the bottom of my heart and brewed for countless years.

Sure enough, the self in this world is really dead.

Tsk, in this world, none of my companions died, and I turned my back on myself, right?Feeling a little depressed, Fei Cunren thought bitterly, pursing his lips tightly.

The questions from the fans outside were almost over, but at the end of the day, the fans asked a piece of news that was a bolt from the blue for Himura Ren.

"That cherry cake is big, I want to ask"

The fan who was drawn looked thin, and there was even a hint of shyness on her face. She rubbed the microphone and asked in a soft but clear voice:

"Water Swordsman and Scarlet Ranger are lovers, right?"

"Then, what happened that night when they communicated with each other?"

What lover?

Who and who? ?

Fei Cunren, who was drinking tea in the background, froze, his mind went blank, and the original heaviness in his heart was completely wiped out by the sudden news.

"Of course it's a lover!" The voice of Kanroji Mitsuri at the front desk was so loud and determined.

"puff!"

What the hell! ?

The tea in his mouth was sprayed out, and Himura Ren, who was choked, coughed and held Suzuki Sonoko beside him, shaking non-stop, and asked with a terrified expression:

"Ahem, did you hear that?"

"Just now, Mitsuri said who and who are lovers?"

"what?"

Sonoko, who was still listening to the questions and answers at the front desk with great interest, was shaken to the point of peas, while Conan, who had been paying attention to Himura Ren, pretended to explain obediently:

"Water Swordsman and Scarlet Ranger are lovers!"

"But big brother just said..." Who is Mitsuri?

"impossible!"

How can I and Yi Yong be lovers in the future, they are both men!Himura Ren's expression changed again and again, and finally stopped at disbelief.

"Hey, but whether it's a manga or a novel, you and the swordsman of water are lovers?" Sonoko Suzuki, who finally woke up from the shaking, asked seriously.

"And according to the comic book, after you died, that water swordsman has never been married."

No, I don't believe it, Fei Cunren's face was expressionless, and Fei Cunren was stunned and suddenly had a terrible guess.

According to what he said, Mi Li has lived to this day, so that Yiyong has been widowed for me for hundreds of years!

I..., looking at the sky with dead eyes, Fei Cunren felt that he was about to suffocate.

No, maybe the Water Swordsman in the manga doesn't necessarily refer to Yoshio, someone is starting to deceive himself.

Why did Sonoko say to this guy, you and the Water Swordsman?

Fei Cunren fell into a collapse at the side, but the thoughtful Conan noticed something wrong, the light reflected a light and shadow on the glasses, and the famous detective also had an absurd guess in his mind.

Could this guy be the Scarlet Ranger?

"Thank you fans for your support. Please line up. Signing will start in 10 minutes."

There was the sound of people walking at the front desk, but at this moment, Fei Cunren was suddenly a little nervous, and even wanted to hide.

How to explain to Mitsuri that a person who has been dead for hundreds of years suddenly appears.

No, the most important thing is that after seeing Mitsuri, my existence will be known, that brave...

Fei Cunren's face was ever-changing at this time, and his heart was full of entanglements, until the voice of the backstage staff sounded behind him:

"Mr. Kabamaru, please, Ms. Sakuramochi is finishing the question-and-answer session and wants to come down to rest!"

"Hey, isn't that Sakuramochi's husband, the famous novelist Kasamaru?"

Sonoko beside him let out a sound of exclamation, and Himura Ren, who was in a tangle, subconsciously turned his head to meet a pair of strange-colored eyes.

"..."

The scene was silent for a while, looking at the familiar scarlet boy with a single ponytail, Yihei Xiaobane's mind went blank, and subconsciously blurted out in a hoarse voice:

"Aren?"