[Comprehensive] The big guy asks for a team!

According to the address provided by Natori on Monday, the three found a somewhat deserted villa.

In an uninhabited place on the outskirts of Tokyo, after the shadows of trees, some dilapidated and mottled houses came into view.

"I'm sorry, Senshou-san, Qi Mu-kun, but I still want to say that I have no problem with this matter alone, so—" Natsume Takashi glanced at the villa, and still couldn't help turning his head to persuade Hitomi and Qi Mu left.

As for the monsters mentioned by Mr. Natori, he didn't want to involve the innocent Hitomi and Saiki-kun.What's more, even Mr. Natori is trapped in this weird villa, so it must be dangerous.Natsume Takashi, who has received great help from Mr. Natori, is obliged to do so, but Hitomi and Saiki-kun have nothing to do with Mr. Natori, and there is no need to put themselves in danger at all.

The expression on his face was very understandable, Qianshoutong tilted his head, it seemed that she had never met someone as gentle as Natsume Takashi who seemed born like moonlight.She smiled and said, "Don't worry Natsume-kun, I'm very strong, and I won't hold you back."

As she spoke, she glanced at her close friend again, then smiled and took his hand, and said very boldly: "Kusuo doesn't need to worry about Natsume-kun, I will take good care of him."

After finishing speaking, she chuckled and looked at Saiki Kusuo's expression, as if she had taken a huge advantage.

Saiki Kusuo's eyes fell on the hand that was tightly clenched with her, and he seemed to be helplessly tolerant and accepting of her portraying himself as a protected "little boy" in her words.

Natsume Takashi paused, always feeling that the atmosphere between these two people was a bit delicate.But he didn't think too much, he really couldn't persuade Tong Tong, and having seen her ability, he could only lead them to open the door of the villa.

Contrary to the dilapidated and decayed appearance, the three of them stepped into the villa. The simple and clean floor seemed to have been carefully waxed with a thin layer not long ago. The leather sofa not far away was as bright as ever. On the coffee table in front of the sofa , and even used an exquisite tea set to hold three cups of steaming black tea.

Seeing all this, Natsume Takashi couldn't help being a little creepy, and subconsciously stood in front of Hitomi and Qi Mu.Obviously, Mr. Natori told him that this should be a villa that has been abandoned for a long time. Clean and tidy as if waiting for guests to visit...

Natsume Takashi suddenly thought of Mr. Natori who claimed to be trapped in the villa, and anxiety flashed across his brows.He started looking around and called Mr. Fugari a few times.

no respond.

At this time, there seemed to be a faint mist steaming up from the cracks in the floor. The mist had a faint pink color and a pleasant smell. Takashi Natsume opened his mouth and shook his body before he could speak.

One second before he passed out, he seemed to feel that someone was hugging his waist, and then he was placed on the sofa in the posture of a princess hugging him.

Saiki Kusuo turned his head and said seriously to the black-haired girl: "...Promise me, next time you encounter such a thing, let me do it."

The expression of the best friend looked very serious, even when he faced the erupting volcano before, he had never been so serious.Senshou Hitomi couldn't help being more serious, although he didn't understand why this simple action would cause such a big reaction from his friend, but what Kusuo said was reasonable!

With this in mind, Qianshoutong nodded and readily agreed.

The expression of the pink-haired boy immediately relaxed a lot. Qianshoutong could see that he seemed to be in a good mood, and he was quite happy when he moved around. She was also very happy to see Kusuo happy. Could this be the legendary friendship between best friends? "Blessings are shared, troubles are shared"? !

Saiki Kusuo: ...Although I am glad that you seem to have a little enlightenment, but only me, a superpower, can reverse your distorted view of friendship, right?

Of course, despite what he said, Hitomi Senshou's steady 92 favorability degree still belongs to the orange friendship line, and Kusuo Saiki can only make persistent efforts to make his princess the best in this monster dungeon. Your Highness establishes a correct view of friendship and love.

At the same time, Qianshoutong's gaze had already fallen on the ancient painting hanging on the left wall of the hall.

Only the back of the samurai is drawn, the beautiful and exquisite dagger in his hand, the scattered grass and gravel, and the background is the magnificent and cold dusk of encountering magic.

"That was my former master."

A faint voice sounded, with a trace of ethereal lightness, but the voice was as immature as a child's.Sangouyu's Sharingan accurately locked onto a corner of the hall, Hitomi held Saiki Kusuo's hand, and through spiritual divination, everything displayed in front of these eyes was completely shared with friends.

It was a boy with very delicate eyebrows, about 1.5 meters tall, with a straight back, drooping eyebrows, and a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. He didn't look like a ghost in the mountains, but like a lotus flower quietly serving the Buddha in a temple. boy.

"Hongxue Zuowen, Toyotomi Hideyoshi's favorite sword. It has been lost in the hands of famous officials and nobles. As a short sword, I can't even protect the master's safety. How can I have the face to be named Zuowen?"

"Huh? It's interesting. You said you are actually a short sword? Is it the short sword in the painting?" Qianshoutong's eyes lit up, and he pulled out the sword named Jianyue from the scroll pinned to his waist, and handed it Walking in front of him, he asked with a little expectation: "Can you see if my sword can be transformed into a human like you?"

Saiki Kusuo couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, it was no surprise that she would say such unconventional words after listening to Hong Xuezuo's words.

Hongxue's left text was startled, a pair of plain eyes fell on the long knife in her hand, she observed it carefully for a long time, and finally said regretfully and enviously: "This knife was not born like me. Fu Sangshen... In the final analysis, Fusangshen is still a monster born from a tool that gathers human emotions. Like the sword in your hand, the owner loves it. It is powerful and can perform the duties of a weapon without having to bear the master's various duties. I feel regretful and unwilling to be left alone, so I can always be by your side as a simple weapon."

"Having a master like you...is really enviable."

With such a powerful master, there is no need to be ashamed because of the lack of protection of the master, no need to be sentimental because the weapon is dusty, and there is no need to feel unwilling because the master is weak.As for the girl in front of him, after he introduced himself, his first reaction was to think of his Taidao. This love and favor was enough to make her Taidao tremble with excitement.

How honored it is for a knife to have a master who thinks about himself all the time and can let himself wield his instinct as a weapon to his heart's content?

After listening to Hongxue Zuo's words, Qianshoutong was not too disappointed. Hearing the words of the short sword Fusangshen, the Fusangshen who was born from a weapon would have to bear a heavy past and complicated emotions. She hoped that in her hands, the Taidao with her pupils would never give birth to such a painful Fusangshen, who had accompanied her to become stronger all the way.

She smiled heartily, skipped the topic, and said straight to the point: "Then, what is your purpose in bringing us here by pretending to be Natsume-kun's friend?"

Hongxue Zuowenwen smiled.His smile has a sense of the vicissitudes of the years, which can make people ignore his cute appearance and height like a child.

"I don't know you two, can you listen to me tell a story, which is not too long?"

Saiki Kusuo: ...Did I spend my date listening to stories? !Anyway, prepare some popcorn or something, right?

In Hongxue Zuowen's slightly disturbed eyes, Hitomi laughed, caressing the sword in his hand Jianyue, and said to him chicly: "Tell me, I think this is not a long story. Saying it must be a very precious memory, so Kusuo and I, as well as Jianyue, will listen to your story carefully."

Hongxue Zuowenwen smiled at her gratefully, and the worry on his brows seemed to have eased a little, and then he spoke slowly and began to talk.

"As I introduced below, my name is Koyuki Zuomonji, and I used to be Toyotomi Hideyoshi's favorite sword. Because the sword is beautifully decorated, made by famous masters, and it is a rare short sword for body protection with extremely slight curvature, so it was favored by famous nobles. Competing in pursuit. As a weapon, it is my honor to be so loved by the master, but I, who wandered in the treasure house of each family, with beautiful gems inlaid on the hilt, am not even qualified to accompany the master as a protective dagger .”

Dust the weapon because of appearance?

I don't know when he was sitting cross-legged on the floor chicly, Chishoutong propped his chin with one hand, but he thought of the Ninja Kingdom in his mind.Hongxue Zuowen's predicament is not the predicament that Ninja Country is facing now?

Looking forward to the arrival of peace, but after the arrival of peace, what should the ninja do?Is it really like Hongxue Zuowenzi, whose bloodiness was worn away by the peaceful environment, and then the ninja who had been amazed for hundreds of years finally became a brilliant stroke in the history books?

Thinking in this way, Hitomi Chishou suddenly felt a heavy burden on her shoulders. As the future helm of Ninja Kingdom, she seemed to be a little lax recently.

Saiki Kusuo: ...So the hole you opened just now is blocked again==

#This heartless world, can it be better? ! #

#Don’t stop me, I’m a superpower who wants to report#

"Until I met my last master, Saburo Takeda. He was a samurai, not even a nobleman. Because my previous master sold all the gems inlaid in me, so I was covered in pits and holes. He bought it for a stone of grain."

"That was the happiest time of my life. I was held in his hands to kill the enemy, protected by him in his arms, proudly praised by him as the best weapon to the sun, and carefully cared for by him. Use Xijuan to clean the blood-stained blade. In his hands, I am the real Koyuki Zuomonji, and I have experienced how happy it is for a treasured sword to meet a good master! If I can, I don’t want to call myself Toyotomi Hideyoshi’s favorite sword at all. I just want to be Takeda Saburo's Hongxue Zuowen."

Qianshoutong raised his eyebrows, keenly aware of the yearning and resentment hidden in Hongxue's left words.This longing is for Takeda Saburo, so who is this resentment for?

"...Do you know, in fact, according to the original historical trajectory, Saburo Takeda should not exist among my masters. History is just a small deviation, there is no conspiracy, it is just a blunder, that The man who was supposed to be my master and continued to throw me in the empty treasure house was a small step too late, and I was different from all other Hongxue Zuowen, as if I had gained a new life."

"However, they appeared! Holding ridiculous banners, doing disgusting things, self-proclaimed guardians of time, but they can't even do the minimum respect for history 'butterfly wings'!" It seems to be Speaking of sadness, Hongxue Zuowen could no longer maintain his indifferent expression, thick and dark resentment gradually emerged from behind him, and his pale eyes gradually turned crimson.

Like weeping blood.

With a hoarse voice, he seemed to see the group of high-ranking guardians, his eyes were full of hatred like poisonous stings, and he paused every word, as if with tears in his eyes, and said: "They, using Hongxue Zuo's words, kill Dead my master!"

Too cruel.

Qianshoutong sighed, she vaguely seemed to understand the meaning of Hongxue's left words, but——

"And then? You seem to have been avoiding your purpose."

Hongxue Zuofuji sighed, and his eyes turned from Natsume, who was sleeping peacefully on the sofa, to the smiling girl with black hair, showing a crying and laughing expression, "I originally pinned my hopes on this great end-of-the-century Onmyoji, but the moment you appeared outside this villa, God gave me the truth that you are the real savior who can save us."

"Exhaust all the divine power of Hongxue's left characters to prevent more tragedies like me and Mr. Takeda from happening. This is the reason why I have stayed here for a hundred years, and I will live on."

"Ji Jun, I'm sorry."

After his words fell, the golden pocket watch in his hand clicked, and a second before Saiki Kusuo teleported to Senshou Hitomi, a dazzling white light appeared on her body, and she suddenly disappeared into the villa.

At the same time, Hongxue Zuowen seemed to have completed a mission, and as the short knife at his waist shattered to the ground, he smiled slightly, turning into countless light spots, circling around the The picture of the deputy warrior hanging the knife turned around, and then disappeared between the sky and the earth.

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