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【"The expedition team is back!"

When Erika heard these words, she poked her head out of the room.

At that time, it was almost dusk, and under the setting sun, there were a few startled birds.The soft feathers slowly fluttered and fell from the gaps in the leaves, and landed on the fluffy hair of Crescent Moon at the end of the veranda.

The dozing little white tigers seemed to find it interesting. They tilted their heads and stood up bouncingly, scrambling to grab the feather on Sanriyue's head with their paws, making the latter raise his eyelashes and laugh.

So the Millennium Famous Sword saw his lord who was trying to slip away in the corridor like a turtle crawling.

Sanriyue blinked in confusion, always feeling that Yaoyan seemed to ask him to do something, but he forgot while drinking tea and admiring the autumn scenery.

"What are you doing, my lord?"

What interrupted Erika's escape plan was Yiqi Yizhen, who had just returned from the battle. He was still wearing a wide uniform, and countless cute little heads poked out from behind him.

Awataguchi's knives are cute from any angle.

Erika was silent for a moment.

Although the first phase Yizhen is very gentle, maybe I can understand her feeling of running away when Yaoken goes to help her because she doesn't want to deal with official business, but in front of the small dagger, Erika doesn't want to destroy her as a god judge Dignity at stake.

Erika coughed, cleared her voice, stood up from the corridor pretending to be serious, and replied nonchalantly, "Go to Wanwu."

Yizheng raised his brows and eyes: "The way to Wanwu is not safe, I will go with you."

"...I thought about it, but I actually want to help Song Xian dry the quilt."

"Really? Please don't worry, Yamabakiri is with Utasen."

"How can I do that!" Erika was in a hurry, "As the lord, you can't share your worries about the sword, how can you be worthy of the title of God Judge!"

After thinking about it for a while, I feel that this sentence has problems everywhere.

"Since this is the case, please, general, finish processing the official documents accumulated last month."

The familiar address made Erika's pupils tremble, and she turned her head. Yaken Toshiro was wearing an open white coat, with his hands folded around his chest, and his bland eyes looked at her through thin transparent lenses.

The little short knives all showed a look of sudden realization.

"So that's the case, is it because the lord wants to help Gexian collect clothes because he doesn't want to work?"

"Don't speculate on the master's mind like this! I heard that the master was still working hard at three o'clock yesterday!"

"Huh? But when I was watching the night yesterday, I saw the lord and Tsurumaru hall together."

"Speaking of which, when Da Juli went out this morning, did he fall into a pit?"

Don't stop talking!

Erika sat at the desk, while glancing through the text in pain, she peeked at Yaken's darkening face from the corner of her eye.

hateful!Obviously before Hasebe left, drug research was not so strict!

Erika couldn't help but burst into tears.

Hasebe went out to practice No.30 for six hours and five minutes, and missed him.

When Erika took over the Honmaru from her mother, she had just passed her tenth birthday.

At that time, the time retrograde army had been completely wiped out, and the government of the time had reduced the supply of reserve resources.Under such circumstances, countless god judges resigned, Erika watched the gates of Honmaru close, the swords became their bodies, and Wanyezakura no longer opened.

This Honmaru is completely different from when she was a child, when her mother held her hand to play.

At first, Erika was worried that she would not be recognized by these beautiful fusangshen. After all, compared to her deceased mother, she was just a child who hadn't graduated from elementary school. Her only advantage was that she had inherited her mother's wealth spiritual power.

But the Fusangshen said that they watched her grow up.

For example, she was too proud before reaching the finish line in a running race, so she stepped on her left foot and fell a piece of shit. I dare not take the elevator for a month.

When the ten-year-old Erika heard these things from the Fusangshen, she screamed, blushed angrily, and slipped into the arms of the most reliable-looking Mikayue.

...Although it took her two months to realize that Sanriyue was unexpectedly inferior to children in some respects.

It is worth mentioning that after Erika came to this Honmaru, Sankaiyue liked to call her "little girl", and Tsurumaru liked to call her "little carrot head".

At that time, Erika, who was still very naive, asked Tsurumaru why he called her that, and the snow-like Fusangshen knelt down in front of her, and gave her a brain collapse unceremoniously.

"Because it sounds cute."

Erika thought about it, and felt that it seemed reasonable, so she told all the swords of Honmaru her nickname.

Until it reached the ears of Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting.

It took a full 10 minutes for Hasebe to press and cut, before Erika, who trusted Tsurumaru wholeheartedly, believed that the reason why Tsurumaru called her that was because she was short.

Erika was so angry that she would never trust any good-looking swords again.

"Hey, Tsurumaru's fault, why did it affect me too?"

California Qingguang held his chin, frowning with distress.

Yamato Mamoru thought for a while, "You can let the daggers go with us to attack at night."

"?"

"Tsuramaru's eyesight is not very good at night, as long as everyone goes up together and binds him into a real crane, the little lord might not care about such things."

When Yamato Mamoru Anding said this, he was wearing a Japanese uniform and was sweeping fallen leaves in the courtyard with a broom, with a very innocent look on his face.

California Qingguang: "..."

In fact, when Hasebe conveyed Erika's words, he only conveyed half of them.

After the complaint of "I don't want to believe in good-looking swords anymore!", there is another sentence "But Hasebe is different".

There was still some baby fat on the little girl's face, her almond eyes were bright and clear, her light cherry-colored lips curled up, and she threw herself into his arms.

"I like Hasebe the most!"

Although it was an unintentional remark like a child acting like a baby, the heartbeat of Yaki Hasebe, who had always existed for the Lord, was easily taken away.

"I wrote Hasebe in the composition that the teacher asked me to hand in yesterday!"

"composition?"

"It's about a favorite family member." Erika recalled, "After my mother left, everyone always looked at me with pitiful eyes, but with everyone here, I am not pitiful at all."

"Well, but when I tell them that, they think I'm lying."

Yaki Hasebe was stunned for a moment, and while he was watching, Erika raised her head and looked at him vigilantly.

Fu Sangshen felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled carefully.

"Unlike my mother, Hasebe will always be with me, right?"

What kind of mood was that?

Until now, the pressing and cutting Hasebe cannot be described in barren language.

His slightly stupefied expression calmed down, and Hasebe half-kneeled on the ground, the corners of his lips curled up in a pious and gentle way.

"Ah, until the day you don't need me, Hasebe will be by your side."

The reason why [-]-year-old Erika likes pressing and cutting Hasebe the most is simple.

Because Hasebe is very similar to the puppy she used to feed.

It wags its tail when it is happy, and lowers its head aggrievedly when it is unhappy.

In short, compared to other Fusangshen, it is easy to understand.

Not only that, Hasebe is also very considerate.

When Hasebe is here, she doesn't need to take care of all the trivial matters in Honmaru.

"Speaking of which, Yaken seems to say that the gauze is almost used up..."

"A new batch has been purchased this morning."

"Obimaru's tea also..."

"The people who have asked the expedition team to bring it back when they come back."

"... Hasebe."

"Yes, please tell me."

"Are you a waste aunt making machine?"

Press cut Hasebe showed a rare puzzled expression.

Erika replied honestly: "It's an adjective I heard from other judges. She said that every Hasebe knows everything, which almost means very powerful."

Hasebe was a little surprised that Erika had entered another Honmaru.

"But my Hasebe is better."

Erika raised her head proudly as she spoke.

This afternoon, she had an hour-long debate with the interrogator next door on the question of whose Hasebe is stronger.

"My Hasebe is in great shape!"

"My Hasebe figure is also good!"

"My Hasebe dares to catch a nine-legged centipede!"

"My Hasebe dares to catch ten-legged flies!"

"How can a fly have ten legs!"

"Anyway, I found my Hasebe!"

Things come to an end.

Erika won the competition because her Hasebe dared to take off her clothes in the snow and fly freely.

I just don't know why, but the expression of Yiqi Yizhen who is following her is a bit subtle.

As for Tsurumaru, he was already rolling into a ball on the ground laughing.

Hasebe didn't know that his image had been sold out by his little lord when he was not around, he just felt very moved, and declared that no matter which Hasebe it was, it was for the master's existence.

"It's different."

Although she was still a child, when Erika heard this sentence, she looked very puzzled.

"I can recognize other people's Hasebe at a glance."

"So, I think Hasebe is unique to me."

Erika stood up like a little adult, and patted the shoulder of Hasebe who was sitting.

"Even if a new Hasebe comes later, I won't mistake you!"

The materials provided by the Tokaru government are getting less and less day by day. Even if troops are sent on an expedition without interruption, the materials that can be brought back are very small for the entire Honmaru.

"Why is it California Qingguang again?"

Erika has heard such words countless times.

It was just because it was too common, so it was sent to the sword as soon as it appeared in this world, and what's more, it was sold to people who would even despise it by means of trading.

On the way back from Wanwu, not only Erika, but even Qingguang who accompanied her heard such words.

There was no strange emotion on Fu Sangshen's face, he acted abnormally calm, as if he wasn't what others mentioned.

California Qingguang felt that his existence was really nothing compared to the noble Five Swords of the World like Sanriyue.

If one day, Honmaru who supported Fu Sangshen could no longer support it, it would not be surprising that he would become one of those knives who were sent to be undone.

Ke Erika is different.

Perhaps because of her young age, she couldn't understand such troubles.

California Qingguang watched helplessly as his lord beat others up with his extraordinary spiritual power, even robbed others of their purses, and swaggered and took him to Wanwu to snap up.

"Clear light, clear light."

The little girl waved to him with a smile, motioning him to bend down.

California Qingguang dubiously complied.

Just like that, Meihua's hairpin was pinned in his hair.

California Qingguang saw his startled face in the mirror.

"Is it nice?"

The little princess asked him.

Fu Sangshen's lowered eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but bend the corner of his lower lip, and replied "I like it very much".

So Erika began to think about whether to bring one for An Ding.

——how about that.

"An Ding doesn't like issuing cards."

When California Qingguang lied, his face didn't blush or his heart beat, and he was even in a good mood.

His fingertips touched the cold hairpin, soaking it with his body heat.

——He still wants to go back and show off to An Ding.

When Erika is bored, she will go to farm and feed horses with everyone.

But she didn't help much, and accidentally pulled out the newly sprouted herbs as weeds together with Mustache.

You may not believe it when you say it, but Erika at that time seemed to see the black flame burning behind the smiling singer.

Hidekiri blinked his eyes, bent his lips innocently, picked up Erika who was too scared to move, turned his head and ran away.

Erika thought he might have done it on purpose.

Speaking of which, before she was an adult, the swords in Honmaru liked to hug her.

For example, when she wanted to pluck pear blossoms growing on tall branches, Taro Tachi would not take the initiative to break them off for her, but lifted the confused Erika high up and let her do it herself.

Erika thought it might be because she was really too short.

But she is only ten years old and still in the development stage, so she will definitely grow very tall in the future.

Erika, who made up her mind, insisted on drinking milk for three days, and on the fourth day, she pretended not to know anything and switched to Coke.

Hasebe, who began to worry about Erika's growth and development, replaced all her Coke bottles with milk.

Erika painstakingly erected a monument to her Coke under the blooming Manyo Sakura to commemorate the beautiful friendship between her and Coke.

This time, Tsurumaru laughed so hard that he rolled off the branch of Manyozakura tree.

Erika has no mercy for Fu Sangshen, who is all white but takes pleasure in teasing her.

"Don't look at me like that, my lord."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with the corners of his lips bent, his golden eyes were reflected by the sunlight.

"I know how to make Hasebe give up the method of letting you drink milk."

Erika decided to trust him again.

"Why don't you hug me, Hasebe?"

Erika's sudden question made Hasebe, who was processing official documents, almost rolled off his chair. It took a long time for his beating heart in his chest to calm down, and Hasebe thought calmly for a while. Yes, tentatively asked Erika whether it was Qing Jiang who instilled strange knowledge in her.

Erika shook her head: "It's just curiosity. Because everyone does it, but Hasebe always respects me."

Hasebe was stunned for a moment.

"...Doesn't my lord dislike being treated like a child?"

"Not wanting to be treated as a child doesn't mean not wanting to act like a baby to Hasebe!"

Erika put her waist on her waist, and said solemnly with a straight face.

"……I understand."

Hasebe said so, watching Erika leave.

In the empty Japanese room, the calm and reliable Fu Sangshen suddenly turned red around his neck.

Probably Tsurumaru taught it.

Although Hasebe had come to this conclusion, he still couldn't help pressing his face with one hand, and the water in his pupils was shining.

——Let’s talk about the settlement next time.

——At least that guy's prank this time has some use.

Hasebe, who was pressed and cut, coughed in a serious manner.

——At least he can finally be worthy of the name of Hasebe and hold high to the cute little princess!

When Erihua was 15 years old, she was selected into the high school of conjuration.

What followed was the news that she fell in love with someone at first sight on the main street.

It is said that his name is Zenyuan Naoya. The reason Erika likes him is very simple, just because he happens to have a face that she likes very much.

California Qingguang frowned aggrievedly: "Is it because I'm not cute enough?"

Xiaolong Jingguang glanced at Zenyuan Naoya's photo casually, and came to the conclusion that he was the better looking one.

This conclusion became the first thing that Honmaru exploded.

The small knives headed by Ranto Shiro insisted that "the first-stage brother is obviously better", but they humbly pushed the most beautiful title to Mikazuki Munechi in the first stage.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga poked his head out while hanging upside down, "I am, I am also a famous sword in the Heian period."

The fusangshens kept arguing, but they didn't come to a conclusion in the end, but all their eyes fell on the face of Zheqie Changgubu.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe: "...?"

"What do you think, Hasebe?"

"...how about what?"

"My lord's love affair."

Pressing and cutting Hasebe could see the thoughts of these colleagues at a glance.

They must have felt that he would object, and then as the lord's valet, he could be the bad guy who said bad things about the lord's crush.

But the bad-hearted plan of Fusangshen did not come true.

Erika's love affair ended before it even started.

The reason is that Zenyuan Naoya said that she has a flat chest and is not his favorite type.

The failure of her first love dealt a great blow to Erika, and in the end, even some of the blush and heart-pounding words of Guijia couldn't arouse her to react too much.

So Hasebe decided to finish handling Honmaru's affairs ahead of time, and spend a day with Erika in the real world.

Erika, who learned the news, was happy all night.

"Red or black?"

"My lord looks good in any color."

"Hey—don't praise me like that, Hasebe, my tail will go up to the sky."

"……Tail?"

"Yeah, yeah, Hasebe also has them, and they play around when they're happy, anyway, they're very cute!"

Hasebe yelled "Aluki!" with reddened ears, and Eri showed a sly smile.

Holding the two skirts she had chosen, she walked into the fitting room of the mall with great interest.

Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting, waited patiently at the door for her.

"Oh, that guy found a new man so quickly."

A strange voice sounded, Yaki Hasebe turned his head suspiciously, Zenyuan Naoya's face entered his field of vision so unexpectedly.

Before Hasebe could respond, Zenin Naoya stroked his chin and looked him up and down thoroughly.

"You don't look very good, it's really annoying to put me in the same position as you."

Yaki Hasebe turned a deaf ear to the other party's insult to him, he didn't care about these names, he just wanted to drive away the guy in front of him quickly, so as to prevent Erika from thinking of sad things after seeing it.

But Erika was one step ahead of him.

The blond-haired girl seemed to have heard what Chanyuan Naoya said just now. She angrily rushed out without even zipping her skirt, and grabbed a handful of the other party's hair in the most primitive way.

Hasebe thought that she was going to avenge her being dumped, but what she didn't expect to hear was "Apologize to Hasebe!"

"You stinky girl, do you really think I dare not hit you!"

"You hit me! If you hit me, I'll tell Mr. Wujo who made him miss Xijiufu last time!"

"..."

Zenyuan Naoya gritted his teeth, and temporarily chose the former between his self-esteem and Gojo Satoru who might come to trouble him. He was about to make a move, but the girl who jumped up on his back and grabbed his hair was suddenly torn off.

The young man who thought he was the future head of the Chanyuan family suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head.

He touched it, and keenly heard the voices of the crowd around him pointing at him with suppressed laughter.

Chanyuan Naoya's complexion turned bad immediately, and he used the technique to leave a resentful "Don't let me see you next time", and then disappeared with a swipe.

But Erika was wrapped tightly in Hasebe's coat.

She was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly remembered her purpose.

"Hasebe like red or black?"

She looked like nothing happened just now, and suddenly changed the subject again.

The ideological education prepared by Hasebe got stuck in his throat, he paused, and replied: "My opinion is not important, just choose what you like, my lord."

It was a matter of course for Hasebe to say such a thing.

But Erika stood on tiptoe in a rare way and held his face.

"Your opinion matters."

At a close distance, in the eyes of Yaki Hasebe's involuntarily widening eyes, the judge approached him.

What was reflected in those blue eyes was exactly his appearance, the girl looked very serious, she bit every word very clearly, as if she was trying to convey her feelings to Fu Sangshen in front of her Same.

"You are more important than anyone I've ever known in this world."

"It doesn't matter if you take it as my mission, but you must know that you are very important to me."

"You, Tsurumaru, Ranto... everyone in Honmaru, no matter who they are, is very important to me."

"But this is the only point, it seems that only Hasebe you don't know."

The cherry blossoms in the sky are falling little by little, and the wind's tail sound is like a girl's sigh.

In the next second, the serious look on Erika's face was broken, she raised her eyebrows, and a gentle smile appeared in her light-colored pupils.

"Occasionally, you act like a baby to me like everyone else."

It's not her acting like a baby to Hasebe anymore.

She has grown up, her spiritual power is more abundant than before, and she knows how to get benefits from the inspector of the government of time.

Hasebe realized that his lord was indeed not the one who would blush and want to bury himself because he was tricked by Tsurumaru.

Erika tore off Hasebe's coat from her shoulders, lifted up her smooth blond hair, and showed a small piece of her smooth back to the dazed Fu Sangshen.

"Can you zip me up?"

She asked this, and Hasebe followed suit.

The white gloves were torn off, and the warm fingertips gently touched the girl in front of him. The action of pressing and cutting Hasebe was as careful as if he was treating a fragile treasure.

"Lord."

"what?"

"Whatever you want, the Press Cut Hasebe will get it for you."

Under the calm eyes, there is a suppressed madness like a dog.

Hasebe's eyes were extremely gentle.

"That's the opinion of Yaki Hasebe."

There is one thing that Erika still doesn't know.

Whether it was before or now, she has always been the protagonist of this hommaru.

When the government of time made a mistake when registering the god judge, the difference in the name was only one word, but this pill fell into the hands of a newborn baby.

Of course, a baby can't take on the responsibility of resisting the time-traveling army, so Foxnosuke contacted Erika's mother and became a proxy judge.

When Erika's mother led everyone to go to war, Erika would be taken care of by Fusangshen in Honmaru.

The little child is not as well-behaved as she is now. She cried willfully when she saw her mother, and stole a handful of Yingwan tea leaves and chewed them in her mouth. At the end, she wrinkled her face It feels unpalatable to spit it out.

When Yingmaru came back, looking at the wreckage on the ground, she was heartbroken and turned into a plaster cast, and almost knelt down.

From that time on, Erika and Tsurumaru got along very well.

The child who has just learned to walk and talk is always hugged by the out-of-character Fu Sangshen to play tricks everywhere. Tsurumaru Kuninaga loves his little princess very much. After all, as long as he takes her with him, it is equivalent to bringing a shield and gnashing his teeth No matter how angry his colleagues are, they won't do anything in front of the little lord.

"Snow."

"what?"

"Tsuramaru is the color of snow!" Erika, who still couldn't speak clearly, thought for a long time before she could form a complete sentence. She tilted her head, her eyes were bright, "There are also cherry blossoms!"

They were obviously two products born in completely different seasons, but they were all caught on Tsurumaru.

"Oh, this really scares me."

The white Fu Sangshen recovered from his slight stupefaction, he burst out laughing, rubbed the little girl's head, and gave the highest level of praise.

It may be that his conscience discovered that he was afraid of spoiling the child, and Tsurumaru Kuni was reluctant to part with the little princess forever, so he stopped playing pranks for a few days for the first time.

One person and one knife get along very harmoniously, and Hasebe saw it, but Tsurumaru was always showing off in front of him, and Hasebe was so angry that his teeth itched.

Because of this, when the little girl finished her handiwork in kindergarten for the first time, Hasebe took it for granted that she would give it to Tsurumaru.

But Xiao Erika delivered it to Hasebe.

"I know it all! Every time I kick off the quilt, Hasebe will always cover me back secretly!"

The child was losing her teeth, and her speech was a bit leaky, but Hasebe didn't think her funny at all, only thought she was cute.

Erika back then, just like now, held his face with her small hands.

"I won't ignore Hasebe!"

"Even if Hasebe always gets things done without saying a word, I won't ignore Hasebe!"

It was like throwing a stone into a calm lake. In the distance, Tsurumaru said in shock, "Hasebe has a blizzard!" In the exclamation, Hasebe accepted Erika's gift.

Until now, because he was afraid of getting blood when he went out to battle, he kept it well under the quilt.

Wanting to be ranked first in the main heart, this kind of thing Hasebe would not say.

Just like he occasionally wants to commit the same crime.

In that year, Erika successfully graduated from the High School of Conjuration.

Katsuki Hasebe held a celebration banquet for her in Honmaru.

But it was not so much a celebration banquet, after a few glasses of wine, the fusangshen under Wanye Sakura had already forgotten what the purpose of gathering together was.

Guijia blushed suspiciously, saying that it doesn't matter even if the lord punishes him.

Hasebe didn't care whether it was related or not, and directly classified him and Smiling Qingjiang as dangerous level one.

Qing Jiang was very unconvinced about this.

After all, compared to the tortoise shell, most of the time he is still normal.

When Yamato Mori and California came, they held a bunch of small wooden boards, and proposed to write what they wanted to say on them, and then tie them to the Manyo Sakura.

Fu Sangshen agreed enthusiastically.

Five Tigers retreated and wrote that the little tiger had been shedding hair recently, which made him very distressed.

Sanriyue wrote that the tea stalks stand up today, and good things should happen.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought for a long time, and finally wrote that the protagonist was cuter when he was a little radish.

In the first issue, he patted the heads of his younger brothers and only wrote five words that it is very good now.

California Qingguang wrote that he hoped that he would become more lovable every day, so that the protagonist would like him more and more every day.

An Ding peeped at his words, remembered the last time Wanwu's card-issuing revenge, and wrote down that I would be cuter than Qingguang, not to be outdone.

Hasebe didn't even think about it, and wrote to hope that the lord will always be happy.

Erika concealed it for a long time, wrote a line secretly, rejected Hasebe's kindness to help her hang it up, and climbed up the Wanyezakura by herself, saying that she would hang it on the top.

So a group of Fusangshen nervously picked her up on the grass.

Erika felt that everyone was too nervous. Although she was a little lazy sometimes, she was still a first-class conjurer, and she jumped down lightly after tying the wooden cards.

"What did my lord write?"

The little knives came over curiously.

"...hope that the crops will grow better next year?"

"Hey - it's fake at first glance!"

Erika messed up the heads of the cute little knives, but in the end she didn't tell the truth.

It is something that cannot be said to them.

—I hope she can live a little longer.

——In this way, everyone will not be sad about parting.

Erika's father disappeared when she was very young, and her mother said that he became a star in the sky, and later, her mother also became a star in the sky.

"Student Atobe is very pitiful, everyone should help her a lot."

On the first day back at school, the teacher held her hand and said such words to her classmates.

So the way everyone looked at her changed.

Dropping grades, doing something bad... whatever it is seems to be forgiven.

"Because Atobe-san is very pitiful, it is understandable."

Over and over again, they bloodily dug out the sadness that Erika had hidden with great difficulty.

Erika said it didn't matter, but at night she would secretly hide under the quilt and cry.

Eventually, she came to loathe going to school.

Her Honmaru appeared at this time.

She and the little knives quickly became friends, and when she told stories to her younger brothers in the evening of Yizheng, she would also tell stories to Erika by the way.

Every time Hukiri came back from an expedition, he would bring her delicious candied haws and a bunch of Kuku Wan, Kuku Wan accepted it with surprise every time, and then retorted forcefully, "It's Kwai Wan! "

Although Erika was only ten years old at that time, she already understood a lot.

She likes her mother very much, and also likes this kind of life.

The mother has been taken away, but no matter which fusangshen it is, it can no longer leave her side.

For Erika, no matter which knife it is, it has the value of existence.

Therefore, without the Fusangshen's knowing, Erika reached a deal with the Government of Time.

She secretly helped them investigate the truth about the sudden defeat of the time-traveling army in various space-time rifts, and they secretly provided her with three times more resources than other Honmaru.

Erika stored these resources in her account, and she planned to tell Hasebe after saving them for 50 years.

Otherwise, Hasebe would definitely not let her do this.

Hasebe.

Hasebe.

Every time Erika said the name, she couldn't help laughing.

Although for a qualified god judge, he should love every fusangshen equally.

But she prefers Hasebe.

It may be because of the magical sense of security in him, or it may be because he is Hasebe.

Hasebe likes her the most, and in return, she also likes Hasebe the most.

This kind of liking even somewhat surpassed the relationship between the judge and Fu Sangshen.

Erika was worried that if she said it, she would be hated by Hasebe, and Hasebe would avoid her.

Then she will be very sad.

So she made up a composition lie and confessed innocently.

Even the matter of Zenyuan Zhizai was made up by her.

Started at ten years old and continued until .

——It would be great if Hasebe was like her.

When Hasebe went out to practice, he would write letters to Erika every few days.

[to the host

Thank you very much for allowing me to embark on a spiritual journey.

However, the place of practice I was taken to seems to be Antu, which has a deep karma with me. ][1]

Erika has heard about Hasebe and her former master, Qingguang told her that the practice journey is to solve the troubled demons, so that she will become stronger when she returns.

Because of this, Erika thought that Hasebe would mention a little bit about the conversation with Oda Nobunaga.

As a result, since the first letter, Hasebe's painting style began to go astray.

[to the host

When I passed by a store today, I thought there was a kimono that was very suitable for you. When I realized it, I had already bought it. Please forgive my faux pas. ]

[to the host

I don't know if you've slept well recently, but when I'm not around, please stop playing pranks with Tsurumaru. ]

[to the host

I received a letter from Yaoken, and he said that I don't have to worry, my lord, you have grown into an adult who can take care of yourself.But even so, I can't help worrying about you.

Thinking that you may be frowning because of the endless official documents when you read this letter, I want to make a quick break with that man. ]

Erika reads Hasebe's letter every day before going to bed.

Every time she reads one, she will carefully fold one back, and then carefully put it in the wooden box, and sleep with her baby in her arms.

It would be great if Hasebe could come back sooner!

Erika thought so.

By the time her task is over tomorrow, she will have saved up 50 years of small judgments!

then……

and then.

Erika thought about it.

How about confessing to Hasebe?

Every time Erika went out to perform tasks secretly, she would go to wake up the little short swordsmen. She trot all the way, and when she passed the dojo, she could still see Izumi Mori who got up early to practice swords.

"Did anything happy happen today, my lord?"

"Where are you going, my lord?"

"Please be safe, General."

Her Fusangshen greeted her one by one, Erika still used Wanwu as an excuse and promised to bring them something fun when she came back.

But once she left, she never came back.

On the day Hasebe returned from his training, Tsurumaru's knife was on the neck of the inspector of the Tokino Government.

Sakura and snow.

Hasebe suddenly understood what Erika meant at that time.

This famous knife, born in the Heian period, has a detached personality on the surface, but it is soaked in an inaccessible and cold nobility.

That was the first time Hasebe saw it from Tsurumaru Kuninaga's light golden pupils