Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

When Haru Miura inherited Honmaru, she was just at the age when she was curious about everything. A ten-year-old child, she didn't have to bother to guide her, so she agreed to learn from Okita Souji's saber Yamato Shou'an. Kendo; learn ancient prose from Kasen Kanesada, who is outstanding in literary talents; learn tea ceremony from Tsukami Munekin, who is known as the most beautiful in the world; learn Go from Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who has been buried in an ancient tomb because of his too beautiful appearance; finally, she also learns from Candlestick, who is a superb cook Qie Guangzhong learns to cook.

After seven years of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and wine, grass grows and warblers fly, Miura Haru finally became the child of other people's family in the mother's mouth, and he was the most dazzling one.

"My lord, please teach me a lot today."

In the hand and room, Yamato Shou'an, a young man with dark blue hair, held a wooden knife in front of Miura Haru, and said with a bright smile.

"Teach me a lot, Yamato Shoujun."

Miura Haru had a serious face, wearing a kendo uniform, his hair was tied back like Yamato Mamoru, his grape-colored eyes were round and staring closely at the opponent's movements, not daring to slack off.

Haru Miura studied kendo with Yamato Mamoru for seven years. Although at the beginning she clamored to learn the natural Rishin Flow because she had heard the name of the famous Okita Souji, Yamato Mori's stability was deeply influenced by Okita Souji, and she deserved it A perfect user of the natural Lixin flow, under his careful teaching, Miura Haru's swordsmanship has indeed brought the shadow of Okita Souji.

It is of course too late to start learning kendo at the age of ten. Fortunately, Miura Haru is still a bit talented, so-so, he can still make three moves when Yamato is not letting go.

"Oh lah oh lah!"

Shouting out loud, Yamato Mori swung his powerful wooden knife towards Miura Haru.

"The wood is big, the wood is big, the wood is big!"

Miura Haru responded enthusiastically.

"My lord has improved again."

Standing on the side is another Okita Souji's favorite knife, Da Dao Kai Qingguang curling his little braid with his index finger, his rose red eyes are full of relief, and the beauty mole under his lips adds a little bit to his handsome facial features blurred.

"Well... It's still hard to imagine that the little girl who said that Mr. Okita is a male god has finally grown up and learned the skills of a male god."

California Kiyomitsu watched Miura Haru use Okita Souji's stunt "Three-stage Thrust" in a neutral position. Although the strength and speed were much lower, but the spirit was commendable, he couldn't help showing an auntie smile.

"What's with that smile on your face, California? It's creepy."

Suddenly, a voice complained about California Kiyomitsu's expression, and then a figure stood beside him, that is Hijikata Toshizo's favorite sword, Izumi Mori Kanesada, a man with long hair that almost reaches the ground, and looks quite handsome. The knife.

"Can you talk? You are the only one who can talk all day long."

California Kiyomitsu rolled his eyes, and Izumi Mori Kanesada was unaffected. He looked at the dojo intently, and praised:

"Xiao Zaochun is still improving. The strict teacher Yamato Shou is really good. When I was a child, I always taught Xiao Zaochun to cry, but this is not the same as a strict teacher who produces a high-level apprentice. Xiao Zaochun's skills are out, ordinary people can't do anything to her."

"Early spring" is the code name chosen by Haru Miura as a god judge. It is true that this group of swordsmen who can be said to be relatives who helped bring her up since childhood would never use their real names to do anything, but according to the laws of Shinto , Haru Miura still needs to avoid using his real name.

It has only been 200 years since Izumi Mori Kanesada was born and became Fusangshin, so his personality is more flamboyant and closer to modern young people. He has always regarded Miura Haru as a cute little sister, so instead of calling each other "My lord", "General", he prefers to call her "Xiao Zaochun".

"boom--"

The competition between master and apprentice has finally come to an end. As expected, today is the day when Haru Miura was taught to be a man by his teacher.

"Yamato Shoujun really doesn't release water at all."

After saluting and standing still, and putting the wooden knife back, Haru Miura showed his usual naive smile and complained in a low voice.

Yamato Moran's expression remained unchanged:

"My lord's goal is to become a human god after all. It's inevitable that you will encounter various unexpected situations in the future. It's better to have a personal skill."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Yamato Shou is right."

Miura Haru said listlessly.

"Aluji (Master), there is a guest here."

Suddenly, Honmaru's big nanny hit the knife.Hasebe appeared on the stage. He walked to the door of Tewashi, first bowed slightly to Haru Miura, and then continued:

"Aluji's friend, Mr. Sawada is here."

"It's Mr. Gang!"

Miura Haru's eyes suddenly brightened, she quickly straightened her hair as if she was about to run to greet her, Hasebe was not surprised at all, he handed over the towel:

"The hot water for bathing and a change of clothes that Aluji needs have been prepared."

"Oh my god! Mr. Hasebe, you are so considerate!"

Miura Haru really wanted to give her dear and lovely mother Hasebe a big hug, but time was running out, so she chose to take a bath first.

"Ah, ah, every time Mr. Sawada comes, my lord will look like this."

Yamato Shou Anding slowly walked out of the dojo with a trace of connivance and helplessness on his face. California Qingguang handed him a towel and said funnyly:

"After all, the lord has liked Mr. Sawada very much since before, not to mention that Mr. Sawada has been coming to the shrine to pray for blessings in the past few years, and he also brought a bunch of subordinates. It can be said that he has brought the best for the lord by himself. The stable part of the believers."

"It is."

Yamato Morita wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking of the goal that Haru Miura had been working hard for, he acquiesced to this fact.

Miura Haru over there took a shower as quickly as possible, and then changed into the standard maiden costume that Hasebe prepared for her, with a white muscular skirt and a red scarlet hakama, and her hair was also tied with red hemp rope. Cai Shi ran to the coin hall to meet the other party.

At the place where the coin hall is located, there is a blessing tree with thick branches and luxuriant leaves, with many red ribbons hanging on it, which is the symbol of all the people who have come here to pray for blessings.One of the branches had significantly more red ribbons than the others.Standing under the branch was a slender, brown-haired young man with a sky-like air of tolerance. He was holding a red ribbon in his hand and was tying it to the branch.

Miura Haru stopped and didn't bother, until she saw the other party put his hands together and made a wish, she said:

"Mr. Gang, you are here."

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned to look at Haru Miura, the boy with soft features and delicate appearance frowned at that moment, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and mouth:

"Should I say long time no see, or should I say we met again?"

"Pfft, we are classmates, Mr. Gang, it's a bit fake to say we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"makes sense."

Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled with a good temper, and his gentle appearance could not make people connect him with "the tenth generation of the ancient Italian Mafia Vongola family".

That's right, the young man in front of Haru Miura is the current leader of the famous Italian mafia, the Pengo Lie family. He succeeded to the throne at the age of 14, and inherited the super powers from his ancestors, the vertical and horizontal axis of time and space and super intuition. There are six people with different abilities around him. The Guardian can be said to be the well-deserved "Godfather" in the future.But all of this is covered up in the peaceful daily life. Except for asking for leave from time to time, the life of Tsunayoshi Sawada is exactly the same as that of ordinary high school students.

He and Miura Haru met in an accident when he fell into the water when he was 14 years old. At that time, he was just an ordinary cowardly good-for-nothing boy, but he jumped into the river to rescue him because of a dead energy bomb that could release his potential. Miura Haru, and from then on, the two became friends.Later, he was selected as the successor of Pengo Lie, and experienced a series of life-threatening tests. During this process, Miura Haru was always by his side, and became a part of the dark time for Sawada Tsunayoshi. The few rays of light, until today.

"You came to pray again today? Is it for Aunt Nana?"

Haru Miura looked up at the red ribbon that Tsunayoshi Sawada had tied on that branch in the past few years, and felt that the power of faith had strengthened again. She couldn't help thinking: Tsunayoshi Sawada might be able to use a person in a few years. The blessings from her have met the power of faith she needs.

It can be said that she was able to send her to the C debut on her own.

"No, today is not for mother, nor for Pengo Lie."

The young man had amber-like crystal clear eyes. He looked at Haru Miura, and saw her standing under the tree in a priestess costume, exuding a holy aura. He softened his brows and eyes, and said softly:

"My blessing today is to hope that Xiaochun's wishes will come true."

"Hay?"

The young lady witch was a little dazed, she stared at him blankly under the tree covered with red silk, and didn't react for a long time.

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