[Comprehensive] Supernatural Honmaru Experience Records

"I heard that two SCP-1911s have collapsed next door." Hasebe was sitting upright on the cushion with a serious expression, because Zuo Wenjia and Awataguchi's family decisively eliminated the two SCP-1911s, and a new generation came from performance pressure.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada came in with tea expressionlessly, and placed it in front of Yaki Hasebe without saying a word.

"You want to provoke SCP-1911?" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong was very uninterested in this SCP, he had already made very negative preparations, and also closed the door and blocked the windows... Of course, it was not as exaggerated as Jiang Xuezuo's family.

Kiki Hasebe looked up at the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to balance—if my grandmother's request is contrary to the master's request, what should I do?"

Hasebe's tone was like a husband caught in a dilemma between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, he couldn't do this, he couldn't do that, he was extremely depressed.

Seeing his bearish appearance, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong took a deep breath, and then exhaled it completely. After making sure that he could speak calmly, he said, "Why are you in a hurry, SCP-1911 hasn't come yet."

"Prepare for a rainy day. If SCP-1911 is thinking after it comes, it must be too late."

Pressing and cutting Hasebe means that life is short, and there is no time to worry when there is nothing to worry about.

But Yakiri Hasebe didn't worry for too long, after hearing his words, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada turned his head and left immediately.

"Wait, what are you—going to do?"

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada stopped the pace of leaving, he turned his head slightly, and gave Yakiri Hasebe an expressionless profile.

"I'll go to Jiang Xuezuo to borrow the tape." After speaking, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada turned around and looked at the astonished Kikiri Hasebe with a serious expression.

"I just made up my mind...absolutely, absolutely not to let SCP-1911 in."

"Absolutely not!"

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When the knock on the door that Jinjian was looking forward to sounded, he jumped up with a howl, and excitedly rushed to the side of Sanri Yuezong who was taking a nap, shaking desperately with all the strength in his body.

"—Sankaiyue! Wake up and see grandma!"

"Wake up, grandma is here!"

Sanri Yuezong, who was stunned by Jinjian, sat up unsteadily, motionless.

Imaken anxiously stretched out his hand to open Mikazuki Zongjin's closed eyes, and saw the moon in his eyes bouncing like a bouncy ball in his eye sockets following the frequency of his shaking just now.

This dizziness is too powerful.

Ishikimaru, who was also drowsy and took a nap in fright, woke up immediately. He just sat up, and saw that Imamori roughly stretched out his hand to straighten the moon that was running around in Mikazuki Zongjin's eye sockets.

"Eliminate disasters, purify the body and mind... let Sanriyue Palace take it easy first."

Ishikirimaru smiled awkwardly, "No matter what, SCP-1911 will not leave easily, will it?"

After Jin Jian heard this, he resentfully withdrew his hand, but at this time, Sanri Yue Zongjin also woke up completely.

"Okay, please wait a moment." Mikazuki Zongjin rubbed his eyes that started to hurt for no reason after waking up, then got up gracefully, and opened the sliding door together with Imaiken.

An old lady wearing a traditional Japanese kimono stood at the door. This should undoubtedly be SCP-1911. Mikazuki Munechi silently turned sideways, "Please come in..."

Then it was interrupted by the old lady of SCP-1911.

"Hey, my eldest grandson, show grandma...he's grown so tall."

SCP-1911 stood on tiptoe, trying to grab Mikazuki Zongjin's neck, his feet were almost off the ground, it looked like he was holding Mikazuki Zongjin on a swing.

Mikazuki Zongjin, who was regarded as a swing by SCP-1911, was not dissatisfied at all. He accepted SCP-1911's compliment with a smile, and then turned around and pushed Ishikirimaru out.

"Hahaha, look, isn't this one taller?"

SCP-1911 was taken aback, and looked Ishikirimaru up and down. Indeed, the overwhelming height advantage of Odachi and the old lady of SCP-1911 formed a huge gap.

"Indeed, I don't know what this big grandson ate to grow up, but he can grow so tall!"

Ishikimaru couldn't answer this, he couldn't say it was born, but Imaime looked at the eyes of SCP-1911's grandmother and kept falling on Mikazuki Munekin and Ishikimaru, and suddenly became a little anxious.

"Look at Jinjian too, grandma! Look at Jinjian!"

Imamu went straight to SCP-1911's side, standing on tiptoe, trying to get SCP-1911's attention.

To be honest, with the comparison of Mikazuki Munekin and Ishikirimaru, two sword men with extraordinary altitudes, SCP-1911 really didn't notice the existence of Imaki.

"Hey, this little grandson... is really unique."

Sanri Yuezong smiled sweetly, "You are wrong, this is your... grandson." He pushed Jinjian to the side of SCP-1911.

Long... eldest grandson?

SCP-1911 looked down blankly at Imai who was hugging her thigh, and then raised his head to look carefully at Mikazuki Zongjin's expression, as if trying to see if he was joking, but Mikazuki Zongjin's expression was very sincere.

So, what is the situation?

"It doesn't matter how tall, short, fat or thin, as long as my grandchildren are healthy and healthy."

Unlike the old lady of SCP-1911 from the Awataguchi Sect, this SCP-1911 from the Sanjo Sect seems to be surprisingly open-minded, and her personality is a bit informal. After she put aside her doubts, she immediately started to clean up the dormitory .

"Why are there so many hairs on the ground?"

SCP-1911 was wearing a bright red cheap apron, frowning and pinched several hairs from the broom, all of which were long white hairs. After looking down at the length, SCP-1911 cast its suspicious eyes on Jin Jian .

"Hair loss at such a young age, tell me... What time do you play games until at night?"

SCP-1911 absolutely does not admit that its grandson has a bald gene, so it is definitely caused by not sleeping at night and playing games!

"No no no no, this is Xiaohuwan's hair!"

Jinjian quickly waved his hand, and he picked up his hair hanging on his shoulders to show SCP-1911 to see its thickness, "I never lose my hair!" He vowed, and then gave an example.

"When all Honmaru became bald before, I didn't lose a single hair!" After Imaiken finished speaking, he immediately turned his head and pointed at Mikazuki Sokichi and Ishikirimaru, "If you don't believe me, ask them if they were bald at that time."

Mikami Tsukimune and Ishikirimaru had delicate eyes, and they had the same curved smile when they looked at Imai Sword.

bald?What bald, they don't know what bald, don't know!

"That's right, there are two members of the Sanjo Sword Sect who have not returned from the expedition." Ishikimaru said in a refined voice, but he didn't mention a word about the bald head.

He thought for a while, and then immediately added, "If it's based on your preferences, you probably like Yanrong very much."

After all, Yan Rong is not only the tallest among them, but even in Honmaru, it can be regarded as one of the highest altitudes.

Grandma SCP-1911 nodded. At this moment, she brewed a pot of tea in the most formal way. The ratio of water to tea is not too much, and the temperature is just right after brewing, just like a most accurate machine. , accurate to the slightest.

"Is this...a gift for grandma?"

Suddenly, SCP-1911 made a sound, and there was a little surprise in the voice. Mikazuki Munekin and Ishikirimaru turned their heads, and found that SCP-1911's grandmother was holding... a one-piece sweater.

A very, very familiar one-piece sweater.

Ishikirimaru and Imai turned their heads subconsciously and looked at Mikazuki Zongjin, but Mikazuki Zongjin's expression did not change at all. He silently sipped the hot tea, his tone still gentle.

"Oh? Grandma actually likes such clothes." Sanri Yuezong took a closer look at the red lace apron on the hands of SCP-1911's grandmother, and said something, "I thought you would like more fancy ones."

"No, no, grandma doesn't pick, don't pick." SCP-1911's grandmother folded Sanriyue Zongjin's sweater, as if she planned to keep it for herself, "Where did you buy this old-fashioned sweater? Yes, you can’t even buy it in modern times.”

Ishikirimaru and Imaiken turned their heads to look at Mikazuki Zongjin again.

This they also want to know.

"This dress is actually... Mikazuki Zongjin's." Imamu didn't see the meaning of the rather complicated eyes between them. Maru and Sankaiyue had no intention of reminding them, so they said it directly.

The grandmother of SCP-1911 was also taken aback. She looked at Mikazuki Zongjin suspiciously, and then looked at the one-piece sweater in her hand. She couldn't believe why this youthful young man would wear such an old-fashioned sweater.

Subconsciously, the grandmother of SCP-1911 unfolded the sweater with both hands, and then touched Mikazuki Zongjin's body.

The size is indeed very suitable, but...

But no matter what, I can't imagine how such a rustic sweater would look on the beautiful Mikazuki Zongjin...

Suddenly, the bedroom door was opened.

"I'm back Master, today's expedition harvested all charcoal—" A blue-haired swordsman opened the door and came in, and then saw SCP-1911, which made his words pause.

"Is there a guest... No, no."

At this moment, the one-piece sweater on my Master's body is actually in the hands of this unknown old lady. The old lady is still holding the sweater, and it seems that she is still gesturing on Sanriyue Zongjin's body, which looks extremely suspicious. .

The eyes of the great swordsman Sasaki Kojiro changed instantly.

As a commoner swordsman, Sasaki Kojiro also had a dream of a famous sword in his heart, but his poor life did not satisfy his wish.

However, if he never forgets, there must be an echo. After Sasaki Kojiro died and became a heroic spirit——finally realized his lifelong wish.

Famous knives, all are famous knives!When Kojiro was summoned, seeing the real body of his Master, he almost laughed himself to death.

Life is complete!

At this moment, he looked at this old woman who appeared out of nowhere, and after trying to do something wrong to his beloved Master, he finally—showed the butcher knife.

"Who, leave for me!"