[Comprehensive] gift to you
Chapter 187
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Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro is today's valet.
After finishing today's paperwork, he arranged for the troops to complete the government's task indicators as usual. He suddenly thought of the new sword man who was temporarily stationed, and he was a little hesitant to ask the god judge.
"Hongxue?"
The girl whose face was covered by the talisman paper was sitting on Yanrong's shoulders, holding the hood of the naginata tightly with both hands for fear of falling off.
"Well... you can take him around Honmaru," the judge said without any intention - she is now more concerned about how to persuade Yan Rong to let herself go, "After all, it is a temporary residence, and there is no need to take him out to the battlefield specialization ...Hey, stop messing around."
"Hahahaha, the master is too small, I can't help but want to hold it high———"
Yan Rong laughed, and really threw the god-judgment up like a child, which caused the god-judgment to scream.
Yamabuki Kunihiro smiled helplessly, and took orders to Zuo Wenwen's residence.
Before he knocked on the door, the door was opened by Xiao Ye Zuowen, and the thin little boy looked up at Fu Sangshen, who had blond hair.
"I'm here to bring Hongxue Zuowen to familiarize myself with Honmaru." After returning from practice, Yamabuki Kunihiro, who spoke more steadily, looked at the black-haired boy who was being hugged by Jiang Xue, his expression unchanged, "If I'm bothering you, I can come back later."
Jiang Xue stopped to recite the Buddhist scriptures, and unhurriedly combed the hair of the younger brother in her arms: "Then please wait a little longer for Shanba Qiedian."
Hongxue's left text: ...
The black-haired boy looked at Yamabagiri Kunihiro for help.
"Excuse me... what happened?" Yamabuchi asked Saya softly, bending down.
"Hongxue, I'm very restless and can't sleep at night." Xiao Ye was also very puzzled, "Brother Jiang Xue is helping."
Yamabuki Kunihiro: ...why do I feel more uncomfortable at the Red Snow Temple.
"Did he not sleep yesterday?" The blonde Fu Sangshen asked patiently.
Xiaoye shook her head: "I don't know, Hongxue slipped out in the middle of the night to watch fireflies with Yingwan, and came back in the morning."
Before Yamabuki Kunihiro could ask a few more words, the black-haired boy withdrew from his brother's arms, and quickly moved to Yamabuki Kunihiro's side.
Hongxue took a step back in embarrassment, a little further away from Yamabashi Kirihiro: "Actually...that..."
The black-haired boy pinched the tips of his hair helplessly, pursed his lips, and finally said reluctantly after a while: "I'm a little...fusangshenphobic."
Jiang Xue wrote on the left: ...?
Xiao Ye's left text: ...? ?
Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro: ...? ? ?
"It's just... a bit of sequelae left by the previous Honmaru." The young man laughed a few times, "So it's a little uncomfortable to be touched for a long time..."
A short-term contact is fine, but a long-term hug...not to mention Fu Sangshen, but if someone with a bad relationship keeps maintaining this intimate posture, the teenager will feel uncomfortable.
Yamabuchi Kunihiro frowned, and nodded understandingly: "I understand, I will report it at noon—then, Red Snow Temple?"
"I'll accompany you to visit Honmaru." The black-haired boy quickly decided on the schedule.
Jiang Xue, who watched her younger brother run away quickly, pursed her lips and looked at the door in Zuowen, an "unhappy" atmosphere enveloped the house.
Finally, I can touch Hongxue.
Jiang Xue Zuowen (disappointed expressionlessly): ...
Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro introduced various places to Hongxue along the way—in fact, there are not many details that need to be introduced, the main thing is that the residences of each sword faction need to be memorized. It's not good to get up.
"Ah, the monkey's favorite knife."
The black-haired boy frowned, and turned his head to look at a boy with long hair who was not as tall as himself.
"Angry?" Fudo Xingguang scratched his frizzy black hair and apologized, "I'm sorry, I just got used to it."
Toyotomi Hideyoshi was nicknamed "monkey" because of his appearance - although it is not completely derogatory, it is too reluctant to say it is a compliment.
But at any rate, he didn't bother to call him "Vald Mouse's Favorite Knife", otherwise Hongxue would really want to slash him.
Yamabuchi Kunihiro sighed silently, and felt that the decision of the god judge to throw out to practice after the Fushiki reached the standard was extremely wise.
If it was Fujiu Xingguang who was drunk before, the two knives might really fight because of the quarrel.
Hongxue just stood still and glanced at Xingxing, and didn't make any offensive moves, and communicated with Fu Sangshen, whom he had known before—in fact, there was nothing to say, just bragging about the achievements of the former master, and by the way, business Compliment each other.
Both are the favorite knives of the former owner, so don't dislike the other, everyone is equally loved by the owner.
After shopping around, Yamabuki Kunihiro pulled the white cloth sheet he used to use on the hanger, and wrapped it around the short sword that was about to grow to the height of the sword.
The black-haired boy was a little puzzled: "This is?"
"In this way, you won't be afraid to get along with people." Yamabuchi said very seriously.
Holding the white cloth, Hongxue was dumbfounded for a while, and then put on the somewhat tattered white cloth under the sincere gaze of the other party.
...No... This kind of deception doesn't make any sense at all, does it? ? ?
"Then, I'm leaving." Seeing that Shinto accepted his kindness, Yamabuki Kunihiro heaved a sigh of relief, and left with Sakura Fubuki.
Hongxue wrote on the left: ...?
The black-haired boy who was left in place tugged at the corner of the white cloth, not knowing whether he should take it off or not.
"Why did you put on the white cloth?" A male voice with a deliberate mocking tone sounded.
"Because you can get along with others without being afraid..." The black-haired boy subconsciously replied, after thinking about it, he just let it go.
Maybe it really works.
"Oh?"
A hand suddenly patted the boy's shoulder.
"What? Has it changed back to the old wimpy look?" The owner of the hand sarcastically said, "It's hard to come back, but in the end, you don't want to face the past?"
The boy's eyes sharpened.
The strength of the hands on the shoulders increased a little: "Your voice is wrong--are you sick? Have you become so fragile after being sick? If you want to cry, hide from me, and don't lose the face of Yamabuchi!"
With the yelling of the last sentence, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
Hongxue wrote on the left: ...?
The black-haired boy took off the white cloth covering his head, and looked back at the silver-haired youth with a blank expression.
Yamabuchi Nagayoshi:? ? !
"Eh? No..." The young man who was aggressive just now took a step back, a little bit at a loss, "Um...I...you're not Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro, right?"
"..."
You came to this pill before me, you don't know if you're wrong?
The black-haired boy nodded helplessly: "I'm not Yamabuki Kunihiro."
"Haha, ha, then I'll go first..." Yamabuchi Nagayoshi turned and left with a dry smile, the side of his ear was burning red.
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"Hahahahaha Changyi, you actually recognized Hongxue as Kunimiro!" The god judge laughed so hard that tears came out, the fan in his hand slapped the table, and the silver hair was so angry that he blushed from embarrassment up.
"Yamabagi Kirihiro! Did you make a small report!" Yamabagiri Nagayoshi, who couldn't blame the judge, looked at Yamabagi Kirihiro with gritted teeth.
Yamabuki Kirihiro, who was suddenly brought into the topic, had no expression on his face, and before he could refute, Hongyuki who finished the miso soup beat him to the punch: "It was me who typed the "small report". "
"Oh...it's you..." Facing Hongxue's inexplicably weak Yamabagi Nagayoshi, he got stuck, opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
"Ahem," the judge who had laughed enough opened his fan, covering half of his face, "Hongxue will go to my Tongtian Pavilion after dinner, I have something to explain."
It is said to be Tongtian Pavilion, but it is actually the dormitory of the god judge, but because the ambiguity of the blunt "you go to the place where I sleep" is too big, I gave it a more elegant-sounding name.
The black-haired boy nodded.
Tongtian Pavilion did not deliberately dress up because of the special owner, at most it added a few small objects and a bunch of documents.
"Come, sit." The judge sat cross-legged on the soft cushion, pointed to the opposite cushion with the closed fan, and saw the black-haired boy kneeling down neatly, couldn't help chuckling, "Don't be nervous." .”
At this moment, she sank, as if she had seen through everything, and she was a bit bluffing: "You came here because of Tsurumaru, right?"
The black-haired boy was not surprised, and simply nodded: "Yes, there is enmity between us."
In the end, the girl was startled by Hongxue's straightforwardness, her fan paused, and then she continued to tap her palms: "Then after he comes back, are you going to fight to the death?"
Hongxue's left text is worthy of the gorgeously framed scabbard. Even Fu Sangshen's appearance is considered good among all sword men, and his temperament is mixed with youthful vigor and subtle maturity. It will be forged by the god judges.
The judge took a few glances at the young man's face and sighed with regret.
It's a pity that the government doesn't even have any news about the actual installation of Hongxue's left characters.
"Actually, logically speaking, it should be his life and death," the black-haired boy said solemnly, "so you will definitely lose a sword."
The strength of the full-level Dark Falling Knife is much stronger than that of ordinary full-level swords, and I don't know that the God-inspector in front of him is reluctant to part with it.
"That's it... that's fine." The judge opened the fan with a clatter, "He'll be back tomorrow."
The girl's tone was a bit sad: "You guys should make a quick decision, don't disturb my other swords."
She still remembers the flustered crane with red eyes she met on the ninth floor of Osaka Castle No.90.
A team with the support of the God-inspector, the full-level extremely short, controlled the abnormal-looking Fu Sangshen in time before the latter went crazy.
"Excuse me..." Fu Sangshen's words were extremely polite even though he was full of dark aura, "Now, is Hongxue's left text installed?"
The judge raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "No."
She felt that the black crane's mood was getting worse and worse, and she prepared the spiritual power shield, but the black crane didn't start to attack.
The rational dark fall pays the gods.
The judge blinked his eyes, tapped the hands of the knives holding Tsurumaru with his fan, and shook his head.
The short knives hesitated for a moment, but followed the god judge's signal and let go.
"My level is quite high, and I have a little background." The examiner said slowly, "So, the news is well-understood."
The crane raised its head, and its eyes had turned back to golden color, but I don't know if it was because the underground lights of Osaka Castle were not on or what, the golden color was very dim, and it was different from any Crane Maru Kuniyong that the examiner had seen. Same.
"Can I go to your place as a temporary resident?" Crane smiled reluctantly.
"Of course, my Honmaru welcomes you." The judge stretched out his hand, shook hands with the young man, turned his head and said to the daggers, "Don't tell the story of Crane Maru, just say that a friend handed it over to me to take care of it for a while." Time pays off.”
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Jiang Xue: I can usually recite Buddhist scriptures to make Xiao Ye sleep peacefully.
Otoha: ...So?
Jiang Xue: You didn't sleep much yesterday, did you? Come here, I'll give you a good night's sleep.
Otoyu:? ? ?
(Otoha, who was suddenly hugged, looks confused)
(Jiang Xue, who rarely hugged his younger brother with a legitimate reason, is still happy)
-
"Ah ah ah"
……what?
"(omitted)"
Noragami was selected side by side with Natsume World (the result is that you should all know), and has been eliminated (
Onmyoji... I only watched doujin and instant noodle animations, and the game was uninstalled after playing for a few days, so it's hard to write
-
Let me lower the comment requirements for you, more than 30 short comments (not "Ahhh", "Come on", "I don't know what to say to make up the number", "...") or a long comment Review the next chapter
I'm really scared of you ((((
Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro is today's valet.
After finishing today's paperwork, he arranged for the troops to complete the government's task indicators as usual. He suddenly thought of the new sword man who was temporarily stationed, and he was a little hesitant to ask the god judge.
"Hongxue?"
The girl whose face was covered by the talisman paper was sitting on Yanrong's shoulders, holding the hood of the naginata tightly with both hands for fear of falling off.
"Well... you can take him around Honmaru," the judge said without any intention - she is now more concerned about how to persuade Yan Rong to let herself go, "After all, it is a temporary residence, and there is no need to take him out to the battlefield specialization ...Hey, stop messing around."
"Hahahaha, the master is too small, I can't help but want to hold it high———"
Yan Rong laughed, and really threw the god-judgment up like a child, which caused the god-judgment to scream.
Yamabuki Kunihiro smiled helplessly, and took orders to Zuo Wenwen's residence.
Before he knocked on the door, the door was opened by Xiao Ye Zuowen, and the thin little boy looked up at Fu Sangshen, who had blond hair.
"I'm here to bring Hongxue Zuowen to familiarize myself with Honmaru." After returning from practice, Yamabuki Kunihiro, who spoke more steadily, looked at the black-haired boy who was being hugged by Jiang Xue, his expression unchanged, "If I'm bothering you, I can come back later."
Jiang Xue stopped to recite the Buddhist scriptures, and unhurriedly combed the hair of the younger brother in her arms: "Then please wait a little longer for Shanba Qiedian."
Hongxue's left text: ...
The black-haired boy looked at Yamabagiri Kunihiro for help.
"Excuse me... what happened?" Yamabuchi asked Saya softly, bending down.
"Hongxue, I'm very restless and can't sleep at night." Xiao Ye was also very puzzled, "Brother Jiang Xue is helping."
Yamabuki Kunihiro: ...why do I feel more uncomfortable at the Red Snow Temple.
"Did he not sleep yesterday?" The blonde Fu Sangshen asked patiently.
Xiaoye shook her head: "I don't know, Hongxue slipped out in the middle of the night to watch fireflies with Yingwan, and came back in the morning."
Before Yamabuki Kunihiro could ask a few more words, the black-haired boy withdrew from his brother's arms, and quickly moved to Yamabuki Kunihiro's side.
Hongxue took a step back in embarrassment, a little further away from Yamabashi Kirihiro: "Actually...that..."
The black-haired boy pinched the tips of his hair helplessly, pursed his lips, and finally said reluctantly after a while: "I'm a little...fusangshenphobic."
Jiang Xue wrote on the left: ...?
Xiao Ye's left text: ...? ?
Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro: ...? ? ?
"It's just... a bit of sequelae left by the previous Honmaru." The young man laughed a few times, "So it's a little uncomfortable to be touched for a long time..."
A short-term contact is fine, but a long-term hug...not to mention Fu Sangshen, but if someone with a bad relationship keeps maintaining this intimate posture, the teenager will feel uncomfortable.
Yamabuchi Kunihiro frowned, and nodded understandingly: "I understand, I will report it at noon—then, Red Snow Temple?"
"I'll accompany you to visit Honmaru." The black-haired boy quickly decided on the schedule.
Jiang Xue, who watched her younger brother run away quickly, pursed her lips and looked at the door in Zuowen, an "unhappy" atmosphere enveloped the house.
Finally, I can touch Hongxue.
Jiang Xue Zuowen (disappointed expressionlessly): ...
Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro introduced various places to Hongxue along the way—in fact, there are not many details that need to be introduced, the main thing is that the residences of each sword faction need to be memorized. It's not good to get up.
"Ah, the monkey's favorite knife."
The black-haired boy frowned, and turned his head to look at a boy with long hair who was not as tall as himself.
"Angry?" Fudo Xingguang scratched his frizzy black hair and apologized, "I'm sorry, I just got used to it."
Toyotomi Hideyoshi was nicknamed "monkey" because of his appearance - although it is not completely derogatory, it is too reluctant to say it is a compliment.
But at any rate, he didn't bother to call him "Vald Mouse's Favorite Knife", otherwise Hongxue would really want to slash him.
Yamabuchi Kunihiro sighed silently, and felt that the decision of the god judge to throw out to practice after the Fushiki reached the standard was extremely wise.
If it was Fujiu Xingguang who was drunk before, the two knives might really fight because of the quarrel.
Hongxue just stood still and glanced at Xingxing, and didn't make any offensive moves, and communicated with Fu Sangshen, whom he had known before—in fact, there was nothing to say, just bragging about the achievements of the former master, and by the way, business Compliment each other.
Both are the favorite knives of the former owner, so don't dislike the other, everyone is equally loved by the owner.
After shopping around, Yamabuki Kunihiro pulled the white cloth sheet he used to use on the hanger, and wrapped it around the short sword that was about to grow to the height of the sword.
The black-haired boy was a little puzzled: "This is?"
"In this way, you won't be afraid to get along with people." Yamabuchi said very seriously.
Holding the white cloth, Hongxue was dumbfounded for a while, and then put on the somewhat tattered white cloth under the sincere gaze of the other party.
...No... This kind of deception doesn't make any sense at all, does it? ? ?
"Then, I'm leaving." Seeing that Shinto accepted his kindness, Yamabuki Kunihiro heaved a sigh of relief, and left with Sakura Fubuki.
Hongxue wrote on the left: ...?
The black-haired boy who was left in place tugged at the corner of the white cloth, not knowing whether he should take it off or not.
"Why did you put on the white cloth?" A male voice with a deliberate mocking tone sounded.
"Because you can get along with others without being afraid..." The black-haired boy subconsciously replied, after thinking about it, he just let it go.
Maybe it really works.
"Oh?"
A hand suddenly patted the boy's shoulder.
"What? Has it changed back to the old wimpy look?" The owner of the hand sarcastically said, "It's hard to come back, but in the end, you don't want to face the past?"
The boy's eyes sharpened.
The strength of the hands on the shoulders increased a little: "Your voice is wrong--are you sick? Have you become so fragile after being sick? If you want to cry, hide from me, and don't lose the face of Yamabuchi!"
With the yelling of the last sentence, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
Hongxue wrote on the left: ...?
The black-haired boy took off the white cloth covering his head, and looked back at the silver-haired youth with a blank expression.
Yamabuchi Nagayoshi:? ? !
"Eh? No..." The young man who was aggressive just now took a step back, a little bit at a loss, "Um...I...you're not Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro, right?"
"..."
You came to this pill before me, you don't know if you're wrong?
The black-haired boy nodded helplessly: "I'm not Yamabuki Kunihiro."
"Haha, ha, then I'll go first..." Yamabuchi Nagayoshi turned and left with a dry smile, the side of his ear was burning red.
308
"Hahahahaha Changyi, you actually recognized Hongxue as Kunimiro!" The god judge laughed so hard that tears came out, the fan in his hand slapped the table, and the silver hair was so angry that he blushed from embarrassment up.
"Yamabagi Kirihiro! Did you make a small report!" Yamabagiri Nagayoshi, who couldn't blame the judge, looked at Yamabagi Kirihiro with gritted teeth.
Yamabuki Kirihiro, who was suddenly brought into the topic, had no expression on his face, and before he could refute, Hongyuki who finished the miso soup beat him to the punch: "It was me who typed the "small report". "
"Oh...it's you..." Facing Hongxue's inexplicably weak Yamabagi Nagayoshi, he got stuck, opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
"Ahem," the judge who had laughed enough opened his fan, covering half of his face, "Hongxue will go to my Tongtian Pavilion after dinner, I have something to explain."
It is said to be Tongtian Pavilion, but it is actually the dormitory of the god judge, but because the ambiguity of the blunt "you go to the place where I sleep" is too big, I gave it a more elegant-sounding name.
The black-haired boy nodded.
Tongtian Pavilion did not deliberately dress up because of the special owner, at most it added a few small objects and a bunch of documents.
"Come, sit." The judge sat cross-legged on the soft cushion, pointed to the opposite cushion with the closed fan, and saw the black-haired boy kneeling down neatly, couldn't help chuckling, "Don't be nervous." .”
At this moment, she sank, as if she had seen through everything, and she was a bit bluffing: "You came here because of Tsurumaru, right?"
The black-haired boy was not surprised, and simply nodded: "Yes, there is enmity between us."
In the end, the girl was startled by Hongxue's straightforwardness, her fan paused, and then she continued to tap her palms: "Then after he comes back, are you going to fight to the death?"
Hongxue's left text is worthy of the gorgeously framed scabbard. Even Fu Sangshen's appearance is considered good among all sword men, and his temperament is mixed with youthful vigor and subtle maturity. It will be forged by the god judges.
The judge took a few glances at the young man's face and sighed with regret.
It's a pity that the government doesn't even have any news about the actual installation of Hongxue's left characters.
"Actually, logically speaking, it should be his life and death," the black-haired boy said solemnly, "so you will definitely lose a sword."
The strength of the full-level Dark Falling Knife is much stronger than that of ordinary full-level swords, and I don't know that the God-inspector in front of him is reluctant to part with it.
"That's it... that's fine." The judge opened the fan with a clatter, "He'll be back tomorrow."
The girl's tone was a bit sad: "You guys should make a quick decision, don't disturb my other swords."
She still remembers the flustered crane with red eyes she met on the ninth floor of Osaka Castle No.90.
A team with the support of the God-inspector, the full-level extremely short, controlled the abnormal-looking Fu Sangshen in time before the latter went crazy.
"Excuse me..." Fu Sangshen's words were extremely polite even though he was full of dark aura, "Now, is Hongxue's left text installed?"
The judge raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "No."
She felt that the black crane's mood was getting worse and worse, and she prepared the spiritual power shield, but the black crane didn't start to attack.
The rational dark fall pays the gods.
The judge blinked his eyes, tapped the hands of the knives holding Tsurumaru with his fan, and shook his head.
The short knives hesitated for a moment, but followed the god judge's signal and let go.
"My level is quite high, and I have a little background." The examiner said slowly, "So, the news is well-understood."
The crane raised its head, and its eyes had turned back to golden color, but I don't know if it was because the underground lights of Osaka Castle were not on or what, the golden color was very dim, and it was different from any Crane Maru Kuniyong that the examiner had seen. Same.
"Can I go to your place as a temporary resident?" Crane smiled reluctantly.
"Of course, my Honmaru welcomes you." The judge stretched out his hand, shook hands with the young man, turned his head and said to the daggers, "Don't tell the story of Crane Maru, just say that a friend handed it over to me to take care of it for a while." Time pays off.”
------------
----------
Jiang Xue: I can usually recite Buddhist scriptures to make Xiao Ye sleep peacefully.
Otoha: ...So?
Jiang Xue: You didn't sleep much yesterday, did you? Come here, I'll give you a good night's sleep.
Otoyu:? ? ?
(Otoha, who was suddenly hugged, looks confused)
(Jiang Xue, who rarely hugged his younger brother with a legitimate reason, is still happy)
-
"Ah ah ah"
……what?
"(omitted)"
Noragami was selected side by side with Natsume World (the result is that you should all know), and has been eliminated (
Onmyoji... I only watched doujin and instant noodle animations, and the game was uninstalled after playing for a few days, so it's hard to write
-
Let me lower the comment requirements for you, more than 30 short comments (not "Ahhh", "Come on", "I don't know what to say to make up the number", "...") or a long comment Review the next chapter
I'm really scared of you ((((
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