[Sword Ranbu] There's something wrong with that Tsurumaru!

When Yuan was carrying a large backpack that was taller and wider than a small dagger, about 50 centimeters wide, he knew where the uneasiness in his heart came from.

Of course, it is impossible for the god judge to let the little dagger do this kind of rough work. If Sanriyue and the others do this kind of work, they probably don't have to do anything, just drink the northwest wind.

In the first episode, I was going to coax my younger brother, and the others also had work to do, so I left it to him to carry the things in the end...

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But looking at those small short knives in front of him, their excited looks, and the rare ones with great mood swings, Yuan still sighed, forget it, to get angry with them is to panic himself.

However, if he were to carry a backpack that was particularly heavy at first glance, he could walk three meters at most, which was the farthest distance he thought in his heart. He thought that if he carried a backpack that was more than ten meters away, he might burp in advance. Save your own life before he threatens his system!

[The system will discuss it! 】

[? 〕

[Am I your good host? 】

〔Yes〕

[I have completed the tasks well before, right? 】

[yes]

【So how can I be treated like this when I am so conscientious?Is there anything I can do to shed a little weight?A little bit is fine, I don't want to carry such a heavy weight on my back! 】

[Of course, I will lighten the weight for you]

【3Q】

After losing the weight, Yuan almost wanted to cry. For the first time, he felt that he didn't have to memorize anything. It was so refreshing.

But fortunately, Chaoyang was not that bad, so the two cars quickly appeared in their field of vision.

Those were two buses, which easily accommodated all the people. Yuan got on the bus and breathed a sigh of relief after a long absence.

Soon after……

After the car started for a while, Yuan collapsed in the last row like a salted fish without dreams, and the resentment in his body was about to turn into substance.

Imaiken saw the resentment that was about to become a vengeful spirit, and asked Mikazuki next to him, "Hey, na, Mikazuki, what's wrong with Tsurumaru?"

On the other side, Mikayue, who was wearing a hunting suit, smiled and said, "Hahaha, probably motion sickness?"

That's right, he was motion sick.

What made Yuan feel strange was that he didn't get dizzy after taking the bus so many times before, why does it feel like the sky is falling apart now?

Ignorant Hara, do you know that there is something called the instinct of the body, you are not dizzy, but Tsurumaru Kuninaga is dizzy.

After a difficult journey, Yuan has almost become a salted fish without a soul.

This time they are going to go camping in the wild. This trip is a place introduced by a friend Chaoyang met when he was making an announcement. It is said that it is very suitable for many people to travel, and children will also like this kind of place.Although he has no children, but looks like a child's dagger, in Chaoyang's heart, he has also become a child.

Although it is the kind of child who can cut open the opponent's sky cap with a single knife. . . . .

The process is not important, the result is the most important thing.

When Chaoyang and Xiaodao were excitedly preparing to start setting up the tent, they suddenly discovered a painful fact that they would never know how to do it.

Don't expect the big brothers of the Santiao family to know it, let alone the people of the Zuo Wenwen family. For other swords, are you sure they have seen this thing?

Their eyes fixed on the swords and indirectly received the helpless signal from the other party, and then they finally set their sights on the last sword - Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Yuan: who was entrusted with a major mission for no reason?

But fortunately, even though he is an otaku, he used to go out with his classmates to set up tents and go camping like this.Yuan is quite familiar with the matter of setting up tents.

But when Yuan finished setting up all the tents in one go, he felt that his hands were no longer hands.

The inexplicable drowsiness began to attack Yuan's brain, well, the sequelae appeared again.

I wanted to get into the tent to sleep, but I didn't see whose tent it was, so I got into sleep.

The tent was in chaos. He was looking through his small bag here, but suddenly a person entered the tent, and he thought it was Brother Yiqi at first.He didn't realize it was Tsurumaru Kuninaga who came in until he smelled the scent of green grass.

At this moment, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was already drowsy, unable to open his eyes, and poked his face curiously. He felt itchy, tilted his head, hummed twice, and rubbed his face. Rubbed the tent, turned over and fell asleep again.

Luan: ...inexplicably finds it cute.

Feeling that his heart was being stabbed by an arrow, he went to poke Yuan's face again. Yuan was a little impatient, so he waved his hand away, trying to open it to see who was poking him, but his eyelids seemed to be pierced. The glue sticks to it and generally cannot be opened.

He could only snort twice to express his dissatisfaction.

Luan felt a little itchy, it was the first time he saw such a Tsurumaru.It feels like breaking the stable image that the other party had left in my heart before, and turning into the image in front of me that looks like a kitten acting like a spoiled child.

"Chaotic, in"?Originally just came in, Yiqi Yizhen, who wanted to call Luan out, was covered by Luan, shook his head, pointed to Yuan who had already slept soundly with his finger, and then put his finger on his mouth, signaling Yiqi Yixi Not too loud.

In the first phase, Yizhen was a little surprised why Yuan was here, but seeing the chaotic movements, he couldn't help but breathe lightly.

Then the two tiptoed out of the tent, leaving only Yuan who was sleeping soundly.

Maeda and Heino, who wanted to call Luan at first, just wanted to call out Luan's name loudly, but Luan covered his mouth with sharp eyesight and quick hands.

"Tsuraru is fast asleep, don't disturb him." Seeing the two people in front of him nodded in confusion, he put down his hands. Anyway, in order to let Hara sleep well, the swords that passed the tent that day couldn't help but lighten their steps.

The author has something to say: I feel like I am wearing a small dagger

But in terms of age, they are all hundreds of years old

Can no longer be deceived by appearances