In Hanamaru [Comprehensive]

"Take a deep breath and take it easy, first time, right? I'll try to be gentle."

Hearing this, Wakizashi couldn't help but burst into a meaningful smile. Seeing the girl facing him so calmly, Qing Jiang said with a smile on his face, "My lord, I don't have any problems."

Holding the other person's hand, pressing it on his chest, Wakizawa tried to induce: "It's okay to be rough."

I like it anyway.

Nian said that the other party was underage, smiling Qingjiang didn't say the latter sentence, and then satisfied with his thoughtfulness, smiled and waited for the magic circuit to connect.

But then, Wakizawa saw that the girl's pretty little face had an expression that didn't fit her age, let's call it... a black belly?

#头黑，是一个结果的virtue regardless of age#

"it is good."

Aihua only said one word, and before Wakizawa reacted, the spirit hunting began.

When Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked to the house signaled by Sankaiyue, there happened to be a shock in the house, and Fu Sangshen was shocked, and immediately opened the door and rushed in, but a figure rushed over and just plunged into it. arms.

"My God, it seems that I have used too much force——" Aihua raised her head tremblingly, and found that it was a familiar face, she immediately buried her face in it, and wrapped her hands and feet into a koala to hang firmly on Fu Sangshen's body, "Scared to death I'm sick of him, he's not moving ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "..."

Calmly hanging the large object on his chest, Fu Sangshen raised his legs and walked into the room. During this period, his little head was buried in his chest, and he would rub it from time to time. Since the situation was relatively tense, he ignored the discomfort for the time being.

In the Japanese room, Qing Jiang was lying on the bed with a smile on his back, with his hands folded in front of his chest in a standard posture, Wakizashi's face was peaceful at this moment, and his long hair was loose as if he was asleep.

"What happened to him?" Tsurumaru asked.

The small face buried in the chest lifted a little, stared at the state of Wakizawa, and quickly retracted, weakly said: "That's right, the flow of the magic circuit was adjusted to the maximum value to try to catch the spirit body, and then, That's what he became."

Like a corpse, motionless, super scary.

Hearing this, Tsurumaru raised his hand, imitating the movements in the film and television drama, and sniffed Tan Wakizasa.

"...breathing smoothly, this guy is fine." Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied.

Smiling Qingjiang smiled, seemed to be still immersed in the aftertaste just now, and fell asleep peacefully. Seeing this, Tsurumaru couldn't imagine what this guy had gone through, so he decisively walked out of the Japanese room with the "pendant" on his chest.

"Come down." Tsurumaru patted the girl's shoulder, "Smiling Qing Jiang is fine."

The girl hung her hands and feet on the man, and shook her head decisively: "No, you can see that he is not moving, there must be something wrong."

"Just fell asleep for the time being, not injured," Tsurumaru began to persuade, "Don't be afraid."

"No, no, I'm very scared, I'm terribly scared, something must be wrong with him, Tsurumaru, don't move around, let me find some peace of mind..." The girl spoke incoherently, and after a minute, Fu Sangshen finally Turned that sharp bend.

"Aika, you can come down now." Tsurumaru lowered his head and looked at the head attached to his chest. The girl looked at the thin arms and legs, but she had a lot of strength, and she didn't fall off after hanging like this for so long.

Hearing this, Aihua raised her head, looked up at the other party with her big eyes innocently, and emphasized: "I'm really scared."

Tsurumaru: "You just don't want to come down, do you?"

Aihua frowned her delicate eyebrows, and said unhappily, "How can you Fu Sangshen behave like this? Am I this kind of person?"

Yes, your every move proves that you are this kind of person!

Tsurumaru raised his forehead, this level of bickering is really not nutritious, but he just doesn't know how to fight back.

What's more, the opponent is quite light, and he usually goes out on an expedition by himself, carrying the sword and supplies and still walking like flying, but now it's not difficult for him to focus on personal actions.

Thinking of this, Fu Sangshen simply kept this posture and began to walk. Today he wants to be the leader, so he has to change into clothes that are convenient for work later, but just after taking two steps, the person hanging around his neck hummed twice, Walking again, humming again, it seemed that I was a bit exhausted, my whole body slumped half an inch, and my small arms began to tremble.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "..."

After a stalemate for a while, Aihua buried her face like a hamster, muttering softly: "My arm is sore, I can't hold it anymore."

After a pause, he added, "But I'm still scared."

Above his head, Fu Sangshen let out an inaudible sigh, and finally stretched out his hands to support him.

Fu Sangshen's arm is still very strong. Seeing that there is a backer, Aihua fixed it there with confidence, and continued to ask: "I will communicate with you through magic and spirits. It is reasonable to say that it will not cause harm. But the reactions of you and Smiling Qingjiang make me wonder whether I have done something that I am sorry to you."

Tsurumaru said: "No."

"Then why are you avoiding me?"

The circle of the iris is like glass, and the eyes are black and white.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, anyone would fall in love, be obedient, and answer all her questions carefully.

Therefore, Fu Sangshen responded very cooperatively, "I didn't hide from you."

The small face instantly wrinkled into a bun: "Liar."

No, I have already learned to lie, how can this make her go home smoothly?

"Didn't I just let you hug me now? Of course I didn't hide from you." Fu Sangshen said calmly.

"..." It seems that he can't come back.

So, a certain girl who was pretending to be scared let go of her hand and fell to the ground reluctantly. Although her own rank is not low, but her goal has grown too fast, and the old routine is no longer useful.

Seeing that the person stopped making trouble, Tsurumaru Kuninaga also followed the opponent's movements and placed the person firmly on the ground. When the person stood still, Fu Sangshen raised his eyes and scanned the surrounding area, hiding in those corners, squatting on windows, and lying on the roof. The swordsmen who were peeping were suddenly stared at, and retreated somewhat guiltyly, instead of being the crowd of onlookers eating melons, and joining in the excitement of their own master.

Turning away the idle people around him, Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked away, and then looked at the little girl in front of him. She had her face slightly lowered and her arms behind her back, leaving only the top of her head with black hair.

"What's the matter?" Tsurumaru asked, trying to talk to him with a peaceful mind, "Have you finished your review? It's time to go back to Kyoto this evening, right?"

"The review is over, and it's time to go back tonight," Aihua replied in a low voice, "It's just that I will come back next time, and it will be about a week later."

It is impossible to come to Honmaru every time she is on vacation, and she also has her own daily life, so it is difficult to stay here all the time.

"Well, I understand, and everyone supports you in completing your studies." It is already a great kindness to help them escape the control of that kind of god judge. Knowing that Aihua is still in the stage of academic examinations, all the mourning The gods are very sensible and support each other's study.

What should be said is clear, Aihua didn't know what to talk about for a while, Fu Sangshen stared at him silently, she played with her long hair drooping on her shoulders, and asked: "Will Tsurumaru go back to Kyoto with me? "

"Ok?"

"San Riyue talked to me, and he said that you are more qualified to be a close servant, and I agreed." Aihua counted with her fingers, "For a close servant, you must always obey the orders of the God judge, and deliver orders for the God judge. On the one hand, manage the main pill, and on the other hand, take care of the daily life of the god judge—"

I am going back to the capital, shouldn't the valet accompany me?

Hearing this, Fu Sangshen replied: "During the absence of the judge, I will take on the task of managing this pill. If there is an order, I will rush to your side in time."

After officially joining Honmaru, you can get the pocket watch equipped with Honmaru's time shuttle, and you can go to any location you want when the time comes.

"That's it," Aihua nodded, "That is, you still have the possibility to go to Kyoto, right?"

"……Correct."

"In this case, after I finish the exam, Christmas will be approaching. It is a very grand festival in the world. It will be very lively outside, with all kinds of fun and many people," Aihua stared at Fusangshen, and said, "Christmas That day, Tsurumaru will come and date me."

Let's go on a date.

The soft voice touched the strings in his ears, Fu Sangshen opened his mouth slightly, but remained silent.

Aika continued to make plans: "On that day, there will be a Christmas tree in the mall, decorated with lights and small gifts, which is very suitable for taking pictures; there are many discounts in the mall, I want to prepare gifts for the swords of Honmaru, one for each, please Kusuo The shuttle teleported to you or the time-traveling government must be sent to Honmaru at night..."

Aihua has talked a lot, and she has been planning for a long time, so she can speak so smoothly at this moment.

Tsurumaru listened for a while before asking, "What do you mean?"

"I'm inviting you on a date. Christmas is the best time for two people to go out together." Aihua looked up at the other person's face and saw the subtle changes in expression. "Don't reject me, this is the first time I've said anything to someone invite."

Blinking, the girl's long eyelashes fluttered like wings: "It's still Tsurumaru who has scruples and doesn't want to go..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Sangshen leaned over and hugged his little girl tightly.

"Aika, how old are you this year?" Tsurumaru asked sullenly.

"Huh? Sixteen, tomorrow will be seventeen." Aihua remembered her birthday.

17 years old...

Tsurumaru closed his eyes, silently counting.

A person's life lasts at most a hundred years, and Xun only lives to be in his fifties. If calculated according to this age, there are at least thirty years left.

They still have this time left, and each day will lose one day.

San Riyue has said many times that a person's life is short, and when the moment of parting comes, the days to come will become extremely difficult.

He saw everything about his servants and knew what a gloomy day it was.

But when he was invited, he still couldn't help it.

"No scruples, I'll accompany you." Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied.

No matter how long he is left, as long as he is still there, everything will be fine.

No matter how others remind him, he is willing to temporarily immerse himself in the good times of the moment.