Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

The huge golden compass emitted a burst of blue light, and after the halo dissipated, it was the burgundy-haired lady priestess standing in the room dragging her light yellow suitcase.She managed to stabilize her figure, and then opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Awataguchi's short sword Wuhutai. This boy with short light blond hair and an obedient face was sitting next to the space-time compass. On the stool, surrounded by five accompanying cubs.

"My lord, welcome back."

Seeing Miura Haru, Wu Hutui stood up from the chair, his light golden eyes were full of tenderness.The little tigers also ran to Miura Haru's feet, circling around her, with their tails standing straight up, as expected of cats.

Miura Haru picked up the cub who was the most coquettish among them, and while rubbing the back of its neck, he said:

"I'm back! Why is Tu Jun waiting for me here?"

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Fu Sangshen waiting for me, which was actually very touching and satisfying.

Wu Hutui smiled slightly after hearing her words, and then replied:

"Everyone in this maru knows that the master will come back today, but we are not sure when you will come back, so we arranged for everyone to wait here from six o'clock in the morning, and change every half an hour. Now it's my turn, I I am very glad that I have waited for the lord."

There were a few small freckles on Wu Hutui's fair face, and when he smiled shyly, even the color of the freckles became a little darker.

"So it's like this, everyone is really... ah... Xiaochun, I'm a little incoherent..."

After listening to Wu Hutui's explanation, Miura Harun felt that his eyes were a little warm, and he felt that he could shed tears at any time: "This group of "family members", what can I ask her to say, she always does so many meetings inadvertently." She was at a loss for what moved her.

"My lord, Mr. Candlestick Che and Mr. Song Xian are preparing dinner, and the meal will be served soon. Do you want to wash and change first?"

Wuhutui changed the subject very cleverly. Miura Haru came back to his senses, looked down at the watch on his wrist, and realized that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Honmaru usually serves dinner at six o'clock. She went back to her room to clean up and chat with everyone. Say hello, and it's almost time to eat.

So she nodded:

"Alright, then I'll go back to the room to clean up, by the way, Mr. Tui,"

She opened the yellow suitcase, took out a big bag from it and handed it to Five Tigers:

"These are some gadgets I brought back from that world. Can Mr. Tui help me get them to share with you? The quantity should be enough."

She gently opened the sack:

"A dozen small bags of candy, a few bags of tea, and some small things like handkerchief pendants, can you lift them?"

"No problem, my lord."

Wu Hutui smiled quietly, and lifted the big bag easily:

"Although I'm short, I'm also a man with a sword, and the Lord can... trust me more."

Speaking of the last sentence, a trace of shyness flashed across Wuhu's pale and tender face. Miura Harun saw it and shouted "awsl" in his heart, but he suppressed himself not to lose his composure too much.

After all, she is a witch, even in front of her "family", she should pay more attention to her manners and not let herself go too much. After all, her etiquette teachers are all in Honmaru.

The two walked out of the room one after the other, and when they were about to part ways, Wu Hutui remembered something, turned around and said to Miura Haru:

"My lord, brother Yiqi came back today. He finished his work for the past few weeks and finally caught up with the lord to practice and came back. He is very happy and prepared a gift for you."

Miura Haru was taken aback, and immediately the royal imperial object with aqua-blue hair and a princely aura appeared in his mind, the first stage of the tachi, the only tachi work of Yoshimitsu Awataguchi.

"Eh? Mr. Yiqi is finally back? I'm so happy! Mr. Tui, congratulations too, Mr. Yiqi hasn't come back for three weeks."

Yizhen Yizhen, whose stage name is "Asakusa Ichiki", is now a popular model in Japan. He often shoots fashion blockbusters for many clothing brands and big-name magazines. His career is too successful and he is very busy, often on business trips. In the past three weeks, he has been working non-stop He walks the show for various clothing brands, so it's a coincidence that his work has come to an end today.

Fortunately, the studio that Yizhen Yizhen signed with was very humane and did not bind his personal freedom. Of course, Yiqi Yizhen would never let his personal freedom be controlled by others.

After all, he is Fu Sangshen, and except for the God Judge, it is absolutely impossible for him to be inferior to others.

"Then I'm going to wash up first, Mr. Tui, I believe there will be gifts suitable for Mr. Yiqi in the bag."

Miura Haru waved at Five Tigers and parted ways with him.

Back at the castle tower, what greeted my eyes was a spotless room, and even the pen holder on the tea table was spotless.

"God, this looks like Mr. Hasebe's masterpiece, he is so amazing..."

While Miura Haru muttered in a low voice, he took off the small bag on his back, and then dug out the mobile phone that was installed separately inside, took it out, and turned it on——

Dozens of unread text messages scrambled to occupy the center of her screen, and various names, known or unknown numbers flashed by, made her feel the distance from time clearly.After all, she had been in Karakura Town for more than a month, but only five or six days had passed since she returned to her own world.

She needs some time to recover from her jet lag.

So, while finding the charger to charge the phone, the girl unlocked it to see what text messages she needed to reply.

As a result, the first one came from her deskmate Tsunayoshi Sawada, and the receipt time was 15 minutes ago:

'Xiaochun, I will bring all the notes to you at the shrine after school today. ——From: Sawada Tsunayoshi'

"Eh? Mr. Gang is coming?!"

Haru Miura opened her eyes wide and confirmed that this message was sent just now. She immediately became flustered. The first thing she did was to find her full-length mirror. As a result, she turned around blindly in the study twice before thinking about it. Looks like her full-length mirror should be in the bedroom.

Hmm, it feels like her IQ has dropped again... Is this the sequelae of traveling through the soul world?

Harun Miura complained about himself mercilessly, then turned around and entered the bedroom, found the full-length mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror seriously: Well, the hair has grown a centimeter a little, but the hairstyle is not bad; the limbs are bigger than before. It has become stronger, and the lines look smoother; the eyes are more energetic than before, and the face has not become fatter. Generally speaking, it still looks attractive to the eyes.

"Phew, I finally don't have to worry about losing my image in front of Mr. Gang."

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps every girl used to pay great attention to maintaining the most beautiful image in front of the person she likes. In the past, Miura Haru once had a strong affection for Sawada Tsunayoshi. For a long time, she paid great attention to her appearance. Every time before going to school, I have to carefully check my appearance three times. The full-length mirror is not only in the castle tower, but also in the corridor, and behind the gate. They are all bought by Honmaru's sword for her. Miura Yumi once said that it would Spoil her.

However, it gradually became a habit to check her image all the time. Even though her affection for Tsunayoshi Sawada was not as strong as it was at the beginning, this habit of paying attention to the outside was still preserved, and she had to talk to her every time. Before meeting Tsunayoshi Sawada, she would check her appearance over and over again.

Before going into the bathroom, she suddenly took out the small wooden ball carved by Toshirō Hitsugaya from her pocket. She froze for a moment, then took a red string and hung it on the phone case. I bought a very distinctive mobile phone pendant.

Fusangshin of Honmaru expressed great enthusiasm for the return of the lord. When Miura Haru stepped into the Ohiro room wearing light blue home clothes, she saw a huge banner hanging above the lord at a glance. , written in white on a red background, "Warmly welcome the Lord to return from practice!"

Then, there was warm applause and cheers from everyone in Honmaru:

"Congratulations, my lord, for successfully completing the practice!"

"Warmly welcome the return of the lord!"

"Please teach me a lot in the future!"

The scale was so grand and the voice was so loud that Miura Haru was stunned when he heard it, and he didn't recover at all.

After a while, she found her voice again:

"Everyone……"

She spoke in a daze, her voice was soft and trembling, and after a while she covered her face with her hands to hide the blush on her face:

Ah...so shameful...

She always felt that she was being publicly executed at this moment, and she instantly understood the feeling of being accidentally discovered by her mother's parents and being questioned publicly.

"Chunzi, what's wrong with you? Do you think this welcome ceremony is too sloppy?"

Suddenly, the clear and clear voice belonging to Tsurumaru Kuninaga accurately reached Miura Haru's ears. When she looked up, she saw a snow-white crane standing in front of her with a smile on her face. With great interest, he gestured to her a banner:

"I measured the size of this banner and asked Hasebe to go to Wanwu to order it. By the way, it was inscribed by Mikazuki."

"Eh?!"

Three-month inscription?

Haru Miura blinked, and involuntarily searched among the crowd for the old Heian sword known as "one of the five swords in the world" and "the most beautiful sword", the Taidao made by Sanjo Zongjin.On the third day, Yuezong is approaching.

Soon, she locked on the most beautiful blade in the world that she always called "Grandpa" among the blade group. For some reason, he sat in the middle of a bunch of Awataguchi short knives: on the left was the well-behaved Wuhutui, on the right It is the docile Akita Toshiro, with a little tiger on top of his head, and behind him is Maeda Toshiro who is pinching his shoulders, and Hirano Toshiro just put a cup of tea in front of him, he is like a king , Surrounded by attendants, it can be called the big winner of Honmaru.

At this time, the most beautiful blade was wearing his dark blue old man's autumn and winter suit with a unique aesthetic and a yellow sweat scarf on his head, smiling kindly. Seeing Miura Haru looking towards her, he stretched out his hand , waved at her slowly, opened his eyes——

Those were a pair of indescribably beautiful eyes, with a gradient of blue from bottom to top, and a crescent moon hidden in them, like an intoxicating painting, which he imprinted on his eyes Once you take one look at it, you will never get out again.

If it weren't for this terrible suit for the elderly, Miura Haru would definitely admit that Tsukimune Mikazuki is worthy of being the most beautiful blade. However, because of this strange suit, Miura Haru had to turn his eyes to look at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and crazily admired in his heart:

Ah...Mr. Crane deserves to be his grandma's knife. His clothes are as soft as snow, his skin is as smooth as porcelain, his facial features are as delicate as sculptures, and his eyebrows are as light as cicada wings. He is so beautiful!

"...Aluji, with all due respect, please stop looking at the beautiful Tsurumaru-sama, your saliva is about to drop."

Kakiri Hasebe suddenly lowered his voice and said in Haru Miura's ear, the girl was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that she was drooling looking at Tsurumaru.

Ah... this is really... too bad!

Haru Miura covered his face again.

Suddenly, a voice as soft as water slowly floated into Miura Haru's ears:

"Ji Jun, thanks to Ji Jun's care, I will come back in one phase."

Huh?Is it a strike?

The little girl was taken aback, and when she raised her head, she saw a young man with aqua-blue hair, a handsome face, and an aura like a prince standing in front of her. Even sports clothes couldn't hide his elegance. , This is the royal family's imperial treasure, the Taidao once struck.

"Mr. Phase One, welcome back!"

As soon as Miura Harun saw Fu Sangshen, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he immediately forgot his embarrassment just now, and the return of Yiqi Yizhen happened to indicate that all the Fusangshen in Honmaru had arrived, and there were not many of them. .

"Crack-"

The sound of the camera shutter sounded, and Haru Miura was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that it was the famous photographer Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, stage name "Kichiyuki Asakusa", who was taking pictures with a SLR camera. He saw Harun Miura looking at him. He raised his SLR and showed his big white teeth:

"Aluji, let's take a photo with everyone!"

"I agree, I agree! Ji Jun's return from practice for the first time, of course we must commemorate it well!"

Ranto Shiro was the first to raise his hand in agreement, and then the voices of Yishuier's daggers echoed.

Jinjian threw himself into Miura Haru's arms, with a soft and coquettish voice:

"Ji Jun, let's take a picture together."

Ruby-like eyes, soft long silver hair, wearing Heian era hunting clothes, high clogs on the feet, and a cute face like a doll. ! ! !

awsl!

Wei, what's wrong with you!Jinjian... Jinjian is also cute!Crit!

"Okay… okay."

Miura Haru, who was confused by the cute expression of the short sword, nodded unconsciously, so he was surrounded and sat under the super shameful banner to take a group photo.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga quietly walked out of the Ohiro room while the ranking was going on inside, and sure enough, he saw Higakiri with folded arms and Konmaru beside him by the door.

"Yo, His Royal Highness Higakiri is here."

Tsurumaru greeted him and said:

"We're going to take a group photo inside. Do you want His Highness Higakiri and Kenmaru to go together?"

That is to say, but Tsurumaru Kuninaga has long been prepared to be rejected. After all, it is not a matter of one or two days that Higakiri doesn't like Miura Haru, and he doesn't want to interfere with the other party's thoughts. Don't embarrass the little girl in front of Miura Haru, he will have nothing else to ask for.

But this time, Mustache did not refuse, he opened his lips and teeth, and answered in a soft voice:

"can."

"???"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga—who has lived with Higiri under the same Honmaru roof for 50 years—at this moment, I feel that my forehead is full of question marks.

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'Laughter is a tranquilizer without side effects. '

— Grasso