Nobunaga is a witch

Oda Nobunaga did not show a particularly obvious attitude towards the promise of Yiqi Yijin. Although most of the people here are her swords, being a sword and having a human body are completely two concepts.

Of course, as a person who has dealt with them and is good at observing, Oda Nobunaga still has his own judgment on the character of the sword.

However, such a judgment is not enough for her to show an overly obvious attitude towards the other party's guarantee.

Oda Nobunaga smiled slightly, maybe it was because he approved of the first issue, or maybe it was just noncommittal.She glanced at the swords in front of her again, and then changed the subject, "You were sent here by the government of time to protect this history, will you wait until this history is over before returning, or will you return after completing this mission?" ?”

"The mission this time has been completed," Yizheng nodded slightly in the first period, "We will return after seeing you." After all, they do not belong to this time, and the longer they stay here, the more likely they will have an impact on history. Influence.

If it weren't for the threat of Oda Nobunaga with a broken knife, they would have returned immediately after the last time retrograde army was eliminated.

Now that they have fulfilled their promise, Master Xinda will not make things difficult for them anymore, of course it is time to return.

"That's it," Oda Nobunaga smiled, with a gentle smile, as if for a truly hospitable host, "Since the task has been completed, it's rare to come to such a far away place once." Isn't it, how many years has it been? It's time, "Do you want to stay for two days?"

To be honest, these so-called men with swords were half of her fellow countrymen, and she hadn't seen anyone from a modern civilized society for many years.

Although Oda Nobunaga didn't intend to reveal that his background was different, but how to say the sword man is also an interesting thing that she has rarely encountered in these years. It is also common for her to keep someone to stay for a few days.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Nobunaga is too polite. Now that the matter is over, we won't bother you." Mikazuki Munekami politely declined Oda Nobunaga's invitation.

"You're welcome? No," Oda Nobunaga smiled and said shocking words, "Isn't this place almost my sword, shouldn't it be right to live with me?" She is good to her own people and her own things, He has always been very generous, "As for the swords that are not mine, just bring friends to play at home, and I will entertain them warmly."

Well, of course, when she has money, if she doesn't have any, then she'll... pay in installments.

Qian Zongyi, who was far away in the tea room, sneezed and frowned slightly.

Oda Nobunaga's words could choke people to death, but what she said was the truth, and it was difficult for Baba to refute.

Of course, not every knife is choked. Fudo Xingguang first expressed his approval, and it can even be said to be a surprise, "Master Nobunaga, can we really stay here?" He can really be here with Mr. Nobunaga. living together?Does that mean that he still has a chance to meet Ranmaru?

This is just like a scene in a dream!

Before Oda Nobunaga could answer, Yiqi Yizhen had already opened his mouth and turned his head to face the small dagger. The voice of this four-flowered sword was very gentle, but the meaning was very firm, "No, we came here for It's out of order already, no more.—"

"But..." Fudo Xingguang opened his mouth again and wanted to say something, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he also remembered something, gritted his teeth and lowered his head, unable to say anything.

Although he really wants to stay with Nobunaga-sama, he is also a swordsman and has his own responsibilities.

He knows, he knows.

Oda Nobunaga didn't change his expression, as if she wasn't the one who was rejected, "In that case, I won't force you to stay." After a pause, Oda Nobunaga's words were meaningful, "Since you agreed I won't break my promise." She is a person who keeps the promise, since she promises to tell her the truth, she will let them go, of course she must keep her promise.

Then, before the men with swords really got up to say goodbye, Oda Nobunaga said again, "But, can I have a few words with Zongzo alone?" Gorgeous sword.

In a word, everyone was shocked, and the other swords almost subconsciously set their eyes on Zong San Zuowenwen.

Oda Nobunaga took the time to change his posture and support his head, not worried about the other party's disapproval at all.

After a while, Zong San Zuowen raised his head, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually showed a kind of coldness, "Okay."

Oda Nobunaga chuckled, that's right, this is like her favorite knife, otherwise she would really doubt whether that knife is her Zongzo.

Although the clean and neat methods on the battlefield made her doubt a lot.

On the corridor, the wind chime made a clear and spiritual sound by the breeze.

Oda Nobunaga leaned casually on the pillar. She hasn't fully recovered yet, so of course she won't embarrass herself. She is still waiting for her health to avenge Kecheng.

Compared with her casual and free and easy, Daojian sitting next to her seemed a bit cautious, or rather, it was not restraint, but a natural nervousness when facing this devil king.

The engraving of the Demon King has never been just engraved on the blade.

In the silence of Sosan's left words, Oda Nobunaga glanced at the sword. This sword was the sword she captured in the battle of Ozaza, which was the beginning of her struggle for world supremacy.

He came from a famous master, and his blade was sharp and clear, which was exactly her favorite type.

So even if she owns more and more swords, she will take them out to appreciate and play with them from time to time, and every maintenance is not done by others.

Although her sentence "My Zongsan" was a bit joking, it was also a bit sincere.

Therefore, Zong San's left-handed attitude made her find it quite interesting.

As far as her love of swords is concerned, whether it is the calm and open-mindedness of Yakuken Toshiro, or Fudo Yukimitsu's obvious attachment to her, they are all within the scope of her understanding.

Even when cutting Hasebe, although at first she didn't understand why the knife looked like it was going to kill her with its eyes, but if you looked deep in the eyes, you would find that he didn't hate her.

The anger on the surface cannot conceal the turbulent emotions below.

Oda Nobunaga thought about it from the point of view of the sword, and came to the conclusion that probably, it was either broken by her later, or given away by her.

If it starts in chaos and ends in abandonment, it's no wonder that he will be stared to death.

That is... Could she still be messy with a knife?How messed up is this?

Oh, what a dangerous thought.

Then, Zong Sanzuo's attitude towards her is very interesting.

She was sure that she would not give this knife away to anyone. The future self would also be herself, and Oda Nobunaga was still very sure of herself.

As for breaking it, it is even more impossible. She kept the knife carefully, and when she saw it in front of others, she would use it for appreciation and showing off at most, and of course she would not bring it to the battlefield.

So, what is the reason for Zong Sanzuo's writing?

Even Oda Nobunaga couldn't understand the idea of ​​a knife, which made her feel a little interesting.

Oda Nobunaga, who is very curious, will not let go of interesting things. Of course, she will not treat herself badly if there are rare interesting things.

"Although you are the sword I seized from Yoshimoto," Oda Nobunaga rested his hand on his chin, calling Imagawa Yoshimoto's name affectionately, "Fortunately, he didn't look like Yoshimoto after becoming a human."

She now deeply remembers the image of that Tōkaidō first archer. His face is painted so white that it looks like a ghost, his eyebrows are just two points, and his teeth are dyed black. The point is that people who are old and fat still think they are quite elegant.

Later, she also saw many ministers dressed like this in the capital. In order not to pollute her eyes, she always ignored them.

Without taking his eyes off, he walked past like no one else, not even giving him a glance, so as not to feel hot eyes.

Of course, it also exacerbated the rumors that Oda Nobunaga was defiant and domineering, and made many ministers go back and nail her as a villain.

Oda Nobunaga just doesn't care, there is no way, she just likes the way those people hate her so much, but they have to be respectful in front of her.

What a bad character, tsk tsk.

Oda Nobunaga gave himself such a definition indifferently.

Zong Sanzuo did not expect Oda Nobunaga to start with such words, and his reply was a little erratic, "I have not followed Imagawa Yoshimoto for a long time." In comparison, he was held by Oda Nobunaga The time, longer than anyone has held him.

"But you are not like me either." Oda Nobunaga raised the corner of his mouth, "Although I carved my name, you are still not like me." If there is a knife that seems to be similar to her, that would be very interesting .

However, the government of that time probably wouldn't want to awaken such a sword.

"Is it engraved?" The corners of Zong San's left words also twitched, with a somewhat indistinct mocking smile, "After all, I'm just a trophy." After being captured, shortened, and engraved, those memories It's like going deep into the bone marrow, never to be forgotten.

"Hmm..." Oda Nobunaga rubbed his chin. If it is a knife, the term of loot is indeed fine, but if it is said by such a man, he is still a man with a beautiful appearance, which is really imaginative. Lian Pian.

Speaking of which, these swords are really capable, and every time she wonders if she has done something bad to the other party, it feels like her lower limit has been lowered again.

Just when the governor of the Oda family who had no lower limit was thinking about it, Zongsan Zuowen slightly raised his eyes to look at the person, the cherry color at the corners of his brows and eyes was dyed red, "You left me alone because you wanted to Say what?"

Oda Nobunaga raised his eyebrows slightly, it turned out that he didn't just look sad, but he would speak on his own initiative.

That's right, it's a sword after all, if it's just flinching, it won't look like it.

"I'm just a little curious," Oda Nobunaga stood up, and within two steps, she had already walked in front of Sosan Zuomonji. She squatted down in front of him, and looked directly at those extremely beautiful eyes at a close distance, " My Zongsan, why are you so afraid of me?"

Oda Nobunaga's movements were very gentle, his tone was very gentle, and even his eyes seemed to be a bit mellow, but the moment she approached abruptly, Sosan Zuowen's pupils suddenly shrank, although he didn't Back off or make some drastic moves.

But the body's own reaction cannot be deceived. It is an irrepressible, instinctive tension and fear.

Oda Nobunaga laughed lowly, the laughter seemed to be able to touch the heartstrings, "I'm really afraid of me." She looked directly at the sword with very clear eyes, so clear that it almost reflected Sozo's own expression, "Why? Zong San?"

Such eyes seem to be able to lock people tightly in place, forcing people to escape and retreat. Zong San Zuowen almost subconsciously raised his hand and stroked the engraved place on his chest. He has no feeling, and has already recovered, but at this moment, there is an uncontrollable pain, as if the imprint left by this person on him has never faded.

Oda Nobunaga watched Zong Sanzuo's subconscious movements with great interest. She had long discovered that he seemed to have such a habitual movement. Although she didn't know what this movement meant, she was almost sure by now. , this action is definitely related to her.

Without giving the other party any room to think and shrink back, Oda Nobunaga asked again without stopping for a moment, "Answer my question, my favorite knife."

A little trembling spread from Zong San's left fingertips to his whole body. He clenched the cloth under his palm, "Why?" He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were stained with sadness due to his overly excited expression. "Why do you keep saying that I am your knife, snatch me from others, polish it, and engrave your name on it, but never use it, just as a treat!" Because he is Oda Nobunaga His favorite knife was treasured all his life by this highness who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain, stirring up the world, so people from later generations all flock to him, but no matter which one it is, they only regard him as a symbol of the world. .The fight for him was not to use him, until he was finally enshrined in Oda Nobunaga's shrine, still as a bird in his cage, and could no longer fly away.

"Is it because of such a problem that you have such a look?" The next moment, with a somewhat cold and gentle hand, you gently brushed away the broken hair on the forehead of Zongsan Zuowen, who was hailed as a demon king. When a person is gentle, he can move even the hardest-hearted person, "Then I'll answer you," she raised her lips slightly, and the expression on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes was full of spring, and there was a seven-point natural self-importance, "Of course it's because... I don't want to part with it." That's why I want to treasure it up, not wanting to take it to the battlefield, not willing to get even the slightest damage. Could it be that there are other reasons?

The author has something to say: Mr. Nobunaga, who is holding the knife smoothly, looks up to the sky~

Thanks to Yashen Luanhong, Wanyue, and little angel Hongming for their landmines.