It's hard for me as a coser

Qianqiu Riying felt that he might not be awake yet, otherwise why would he see such a wonderful scene.

Currently still with pure white hair, Touken, who was a bit shorter than normal Taidao, took a step back silently and quietly.

Then he remembered something, and with a froze face, he pulled out the dagger that was stuck next to Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face from the wooden floor.Like hiding stolen goods, put the sword back into the scabbard, put it in an invisible position behind you, and treat it as if it doesn't exist.

Looking at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who also sat silently and straightened his clothes and hairstyle, Chiaki Hinkage didn't know why, but suddenly remembered the house and car that the male god Nakaya had bombed by himself.

With a sob in his heart, Qianqiu Riying opened his eyes quite sincerely, staring round and round like a cute girl, and said with a guilty conscience: "That... just, what happened?"

"...Haha, what happened." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice was a little hoarse, and he touched his throat.Qianqiu Riying was a little thankful that there were no pinch marks on the other party's neck because of his relationship, but it was slightly flushed—probably because he was woken up when he pinched it.

... No, why should he be thankful for this!Regardless of whether there is a pinch mark or not, as long as it hurts the male god, it is a mistake!

Qianqiu Riying lowered her head, looking even more guilty.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the other self who was apologetic in front of him, but he didn't think much about blaming the other party, and even heaved a sigh of relief.Luckily it was he who came, and no one else—thoughts like this came up.

What the hell happened?It is actually a very simple matter.

It's nothing more than I haven't seen anyone all day, and I'm a little concerned about the powder stick in the morning, so I came here.

As a result, no matter how he shouted, no one opened the door.

The houses in Honmaru were all ordinary sliding doors, and there were no locks at all, so Tsurumaru Kuneidori said a word of impoliteness, and opened the door directly.

Unexpectedly, the person was in the room all the time, just fell asleep, and didn't respond at all.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga never knew that "my" sleeping position was so bad.Even the mattress on top of the tatami was piled up in a mess.The white-haired boy—because of his height, he looks much younger even with his age, and he can be called a boy—legs wrapped in bandages are outside the quilt, his hands are holding the quilt, but his head is Buried again.

It can only be said that fortunately the man with the sword is not human, and does not need human breathing, otherwise this sleeping position would definitely suffocate people to death.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked lightly so as not to wake people up, walked over and squatted there, trying to pull the quilt.

Of course, it was impossible to pull the quilt out with such a gentle movement, so he used a little force, and as a result, the boy lying in it turned over and completely rolled out of the quilt.He muttered something in his mouth, and because of his slurred speech, even Tsurumaru Kuninaga couldn't understand it.

But judging by the tone, it was nothing more than a coquettish "Let me sleep a little longer".

Saying such words in a half-dream and half-awake obviously once again proved that the words about the God-inspector that were said in the night of the first meeting were not empty words.It is precisely because of the existence of trust that we can relax our vigilance so naturally and speak words so soft that we can only face relatives and friends who can approach us in our sleep.

The bandages on his body were also scattered a lot, revealing the intact skin that had been wrapped in bandages—but obviously, before this morning, the wounds on the other party's body had not healed.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga still wanted to help cover the quilt, but he didn't expect to see the boy who was originally relaxed, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were tightly closed, and even his breathing seemed to become short of breath.

Had a nightmare?Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought so, trying to wake him up, but before he could move, he was startled by the other party's reaction.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga never imagined that he could see such a painful expression on his "own" face.

As a sword that exists in Heian-kyo, even though Tsurumaru Kuninaga often makes noise and laughs, and sometimes scares people, it cannot be denied that he is still one of the oldest swords in Honmaru.

What Tsurumaru Kuninaga has experienced over the millennium cannot be summed up in one sentence. Not to mention being displaced, he has experienced countless masters, and was even dug out of the coffin as a funeral object.

Because he has experienced too many things, Tsurumaru Kuninaga will become like this, like to be frightened-in his words, if everything is expected, the heart will die first.

Doesn’t this sentence mean too much understanding of life and human nature?The more people lack something, the more they think about what they want, and the more they talk about it.What you really have, you won't say it deliberately.

In Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes, unexpected things become precious instead.

Small surprises in life can make this Fu Sangshen smile, but when something big happens, he is the first person to calm down and take care of everyone's emotions.

Therefore, for such Tsurumaru Kuninaga, he never thought that one day he would see this on his "own" face... as if he had lost the most important thing, or even more than that.

Pain, guilt, self-blame, fear, dread.All the negative emotions seem to have infected Tsurumaru Kuninaga because of the distance.

All emotions fused together chaotically, transforming into the most intense and terrifying——

murderous look!

The sword that was originally thrown aside was actually within reach all the time, and the silver blade was out of its sheath—because of the relationship with Honmaru, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who had just finished the episode, was even less likely to carry his own sword with him.

For the time being, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who can't even defend and can only dodge, originally thought that the blade would fall on him, but he didn't expect that the blade that looked slender and thin would land on the blade holder himself!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes were wide open, and he subconsciously reached out to take the sword away, but at this moment, he noticed that the boy who was still sleeping opened his eyes at some point.

The pupils that were originally bright golden and clean, like the thickest red paint dripping from the water, or blood droplets splashed on the ground, were stained with an undeniable red.

The crimson pupils were chaotic and out of focus, and the strong murderous aura was not aimed at him, but at himself.Even that pure white hair seemed to turn into the heaviest black in an instant.

Because of the movement just now, the guard fell out from the neck, and it was exuding a dazzling red light.

In order to prevent the opponent from hurting him, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's actions were obviously restrained, and he was attacked by the opponent as an enemy afterwards.

Leaning on his back on the wooden floor, Tsurumaru Kuni held down Qianqiu Hikage's hand holding the knife firmly, but at this moment, big drops of tears splashed down his face.

Those eyes were still foggy, obviously not awake.Hot tears fell on his cheeks and slid from the side to the ground, Tsurumaru Kuninaga couldn't say anything for a while.

Why do you show such an expression?In the end what happened?Do you even feel the pain?

"Okay, tell me the answer?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, looking into those eyes.

As if answering Tsurumaru Kuninaga's question at the moment, or as if he was torturing himself, the young man who had been silent all this time and hadn't woken up murmured guiltily with bewilderment and sadness:

"because I?"

"It was because I...killed the most important...that led to..."

The words spoken were chaotic and illogical, but Tsurumaru Kuninaga remembered them very seriously.

The master didn't say much about the other party's problems—but as a sword, how could Tsurumaru Kuninaga not understand his master?

From the routine of Hasebe who went to Shizheng together at that time, and when talking to the god judge, he casually said something similar to everyday words——

Non-humans who have spent millennia in the human timeline, if they really wanted to do something, often no one would have noticed.Even if the master deliberately paid attention to this aspect, Tsurumaru Kuninaga roughly knew the answer.

Since the master would like the other party to stay in the pill, it is clear that the other party did not have any problems—or at least did not find any problems during the current affairs.

Not daring to appear in front of this Tsurumaru, deliberately avoiding him, then it probably has something to do with the position of "God Judge".

This person's Honmaru...is there something wrong with the God-inspector he's talking about?

No, it's impossible.Tsurumaru Kuninaga believes in his "own" judgment.So there is only one answer left.

In other words, something happened to this person's judge.

There are various ways of accidents. If it is a normal death, even a death in battle, or other accidents, it will not be possible to hide the sword of Honmaru.

Swords already have thousands of years of life longer than the god judges. Even now, after a hundred years, they, as swords, will eventually be separated from the god judges.Not to mention that the job of a god judge has never been a lifelong job.

Five years, ten years, is often already a limit.

【Because I...killed the most important...】

So... did he kill his own judge?Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes are soft, and if his master is willing to accept the other party, he can be sure that this is definitely not intentional.

Controlled?Ahhh, looking at it this way, this expression does seem to be controlled by something.Tsurumaru Kuninaga sighed in his heart, and shouted: "Hey! Wake up quickly!"

Fortunately, the other party easily woke up.The bright golden pupils recovered, and the white hair seemed to have never changed color.

And now face to face is sincerely wanting to apologize to him.

Before the other party uttered the words representing apology, Tsurumaru Kuninaga said decisively before his brain had fully recovered from his composure: "Compared to this, do you remember what you dreamed about?"

"Ah? I remember." Qianqiu Riying replied subconsciously.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga narrowed his eyes slightly: "So, can you tell me?"

"Of course, it's okay if you don't want to say it - I just care a little bit, it's not very important." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said so.But looking at the damage he caused on his neck, Qianqiu Riying certainly couldn't just keep silent like this.

Taking retreat as an advance is always the best method.

"Hmm...how should I put it..." Qianqiu Riying opened his mouth, wrinkling his face and thinking about how to answer this question.Probably because of the colorless Jiangzhi, coupled with the guilt of hurting the other party, he couldn't tell a lie at all.

But the information about Brother Shishu and Brother Zun must not be said.

Qianqiu Riying remembered the method he used to fabricate the God-inspector before - he used Brother Zun to fabricate the God-inspector at that time, so why can't he use Brother Shishu and the others to refer to the sword now!

"...Probably by comparison, I killed your Hasebu (Brother Shishu), and then caused your God Judge (Brother Zun) to go out of control... Ah no, what am I talking about..." Qian Qiuri Ying pressed his temples, feeling that he probably needed to wash his face with cold water.This metaphor is not right at all!

Then wouldn't this statement become and then the god judge killed me!It's weird, okay?There must be logic in dreaming!I'm fine to kill Hasebe!Hasebe is already very tired, so don't add drama to him at this time!

But this sentence alone is enough for Tsurumaru Kuninaga who already knows a lot of information, and the logical lines in his mind are strung together into a line.

Blessed with the information obtained by his master secretly—Tsuramaru Kuninaga suddenly remembered the uncomfortable expression on the other party's face when he met Mikazuki.

The person in front of him said that his God Judge is powerful and has countless people following him—but on the contrary, powerful people often have fatal weaknesses, and they also have equally terrifying enemies.

Control... huh?

[If it was because he was controlled by the enemy, he killed Mikazuki uncontrollably, which caused the god judge to explode——the god judge was out of control, and something happened to Honmaru. 】

So what happened to killing the God Judge...?

Ah...it was requested by the God Judge.According to what he said, the god judge who existed like a king, would definitely ask for this.

Only in this way can he say something like [It was because I...killed the most important...that led to...].That's why I felt so guilty and at a loss when I saw Sanriyue.

Qianqiu Riying is still trying to figure out how to answer this question.Unexpectedly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga had already changed the subject thoughtfully: "So, do you remember everything?"

Qianqiu Riying breathed a sigh of relief, and replied: "I remember, what's wrong?"

"...No, it's nothing." Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the omori on the opponent's neck that was no longer shining, and said so after being silent for a while.