Honmaru reverse wear everyday

In the field where Honmaru is some distance away from the main house and there are no street lights, there are two beams of flashlights shining strangely, and under such strange lights, one person squatting on the edge of the field with one blade is licking a tiger.

"The tiger's fur is much harder than I imagined." Zhao Yulin stretched out his hand to touch the fur on the back of the big tiger that retreated from the five tigers, and couldn't help but spit out.

When looking at Lihui before, she felt that the tiger's fur looked curly and soft, but it was only after she really started to use it that she realized that the tiger's fur, especially those on the back, was actually much harder than she had imagined.

"Haha," Tsurumaru Kuninaga held the little milk dog in his arms, fearing that the little Shiba Inu would get lost again and it would be difficult to find, and then watched his master plucking the tiger's fur, "Because it must play a certain defensive role, so the back The upper hair is harder to the touch."

Zhao Yulin didn't know if what Tsurumaru Kuninaga said was right, anyway, she sounded very reasonable, "It should be like this, I touched the Alaska raised by other people before, it's a kind of dog, I don't know how to say it in Japanese. The fur on its back is also stiff, and the fur on its belly is softer."

Even if it is a very friendly dog, it doesn't matter if a stranger pets its head or its back. It will not easily turn its belly out for people to pet. I just touched it.

"Puppy's hair is softer." Tsurumaru Kuninaga touched the hair of the little Shiba Inu in his arms. The little Shiba Inu seemed to be used to being touched since childhood, curled up in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's arms without any struggle , I didn't even bother to raise my eyelids after being touched.

Following Tsurumaru Kuninaga's words, Zhao Yulin turned his head to look at the little milk dog, and couldn't help sighing, "I never thought that there would be a day when there would be a tiger with a left hand and a puppy with a right hand." What kind of fairy day is this?

Seeing that his master really likes these furry animals, Tsurumaru Kuninaga thoughtfully suggested, "In addition to tigers and dogs, there are also foxes in this maru."

"Fox?" Zhao Yulin's eyes lit up, "You mean the one Minghu carried? That one looks so cute too." And the fluffy one seems to feel particularly good in the hand.It's just that she doesn't know Minghu very well, so she hasn't acted rashly.

Tsurumaru Kuniyong winked at his master, regardless of whether she could see clearly in such an environment, "Minghu is just a small fox, and there is a big fox in Honmaru."

"Big?" Zhao Yulin couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, "You're not talking about Xiaohumaru, are you?" This guy is real, is he trying to encourage her to stroke Xiaohumaru's hair?

Oh, to be honest, Xiaohumaru's hair looks quite easy to touch, and if he is a little more familiar, he will let her touch it, after all, Xiaohumaru's voice often mentions it.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga received the gaze from his master, so he pretended to be stupid, "Isn't this what you said, master?"

Zhao Yulin glared at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, "Pull your crane's hair." After saying that, she couldn't help laughing first, because she couldn't do such a thing as pulling someone's hair.

But Tsurumaru is really interesting, and he is willing to play with her, so she has completely relaxed without knowing it, and her words and deeds are even more unscrupulous.

Seeing his master smiled, Tsurumaru Kuninaga also stroked his hair solemnly, "You will be bald, and you won't look like a crane if you're bald."

Will be bald, will be bald, will be bald... This sentence has formed a cyclical brainwashing posture in Zhao Yulin's mind. She even made up for the bald crane unscrupulously, and then couldn't stop laughing.

"Don't say such things, it's ridiculous." She really didn't want to see Tsurumaru without hair, and of course she didn't want to see other swords bald...

He and his own sword squatted in the field in a strange posture. After pawing tigers and puppies for a long time, Zhao Yulin finally felt that he had enough, "Well, let's go back, my feet are numb from squatting." Even if she wanted to sit on some muddy ground, she couldn't do it.

"Then go back," Tsurumaru Kuninaga took the lead in holding the puppy and stood up after hearing the words, "Wait a little longer, the people of the Awataguchi family should also be anxious. Not only did the little Shiba Inu run away, but the tiger who came to look for the little Shiba Inu Lost it too."

After a pause, he freed up another hand to reach out to Zhao Yulin, "How is it? Can you stand up?"

Zhao Yulin was not pretentious, she reached out and grabbed the hand of her own sword, "It's a bit difficult." Then he pulled her up when Tsurumaru Kuninaga stretched out his hand.

"Hey?" Zhao Yulin turned his head to look at his own sword, "Tsurumaru, you are quite strong, you look so thin."

Although she knew that the other party was a sword man, in fact, human eyes can be deceiving. Looking at Tsurumaru Kuninaga's thin appearance, she never felt that the other party was strong.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't care about being laughed at by his master. Instead, he smiled happily, "Although I am a crane, I am also a sword. If I don't have the strength, how can I go to the battlefield?"

"That's true." Zhao Yulin also knew the truth, "If you don't have the strength, you can't swing a sword. The sword is not light." Anyway, she couldn't swing a Taidao with one hand.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and nodded, and put the little Shiba Inu in his arms in front of the big tiger who stood up with them, "Is this little guy you want to take back?"

The big tiger who retreated from the five tigers nodded, then lowered his head and bit the back of the neck of the little Shiba Inu in front of him. The movement was so proficient that it didn't seem to happen once or twice.

And the little milk dog was obviously very used to it, neither barking nor struggling when being caught by the big tiger.

Although the tigers retreating from the Five Tigers will definitely not bite people in this pill, but for the little milk dog, it is no different from a natural enemy, so of course they have to shrink their hands and feet obediently.

In Honmaru, the Awataguchi family has always been a big family.Originally, the brothers of the Awataguchi family also liked to huddle together, and it was fun when everyone was together.

But as the number of swords in Awataguchi's house increased, even if they changed to a larger room, they couldn't live in it, so they gradually dispersed into several rooms.

"Five Tigers seem to be in this room." When Tsurumaru Kuninaga led his master through the corridor, he pointed to one of the rooms with the lights on and the door open.

Zhao Yulin nodded, "Let's go then." Since they have sent the tiger and the little milk dog back, of course they are going to send the Buddha to the west.

After not taking two steps, Zhao Yulin and Tsurumaru Kuninaga heard the sound of laughter coming from the room.The two looked at each other, and both smiled.Xiaodaomen's laughter sounded extraordinarily warm on such a night.

When he walked to the door, Tsurumaru Kuninaga took the lead, "Are the five tigers back?" The milk-white haired short knife who was talking to his brother raised his head when he heard the sound, "It's Your Highness Tsurumaru, what's the matter?" something?"

At this time, Zhao Yulin also just walked to the door, "We met your tiger outside, and we just sent it back." After the white tiger appeared, Hemaru pointed at the little milk dog and smiled, "And what about that tiger?" A little Shiba Inu."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then the barking of the master, the tiger, and the little milk dog appeared alternately.

Zhao Yulin smiled and waved at the little dagger, "You are all going to sleep, I won't bother you, the tiger and the puppy have already been sent back, so I'll go first."

Seeing that these little knives have already changed into pajamas and made their beds, they should be ready to go to bed, and she still wants to go to the hot spring.

"Wait, master-san," Ranto Shiro, who was very familiar with Zhao Yulin, rushed over at once.

The maneuverability of the polarized short knife was astonishing, she reached out and hugged her master's arm, "Since we're all here, let's play for a while before leaving." The coquettish posture was extremely familiar.

Her other swords are either not as familiar with Ranto Shiro and her master, or she is not as natural as a baby, but when she hears Ranto Shiro's words, she always looks at her master eagerly.

Under the eyes of these small knives, no matter how hard-hearted Zhao Yulin is, it seems that he can't turn around and leave, but, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"It's still early to go to bed," Ranto Shiro answered very naturally, "It's rare for the master to come to Honmaru, let's play with us for a while."

Zhao Yulin was softened by the little knives, so he nodded hesitantly, "Then I will stay for a while."

Ranto Shiro cheered first, "Long live!" The other knives couldn't laugh anymore either.

The short knives are the master's personal knives, and they are the closest to the master. Now seeing their master staying to play, of course, they are very happy.

"His Highness Tsurumaru, please come and join us." The caring little knives did not forget Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was standing beside their master, and wanted to pull him into the house together.

Unexpectedly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga declined the invitation of the knives with a smile. Although he also wanted to stay with his master, but judging by the appearance of the knives, it was better for the master to get along with them.

As for him... Well, he can go play with his master tomorrow, and their master is even more interesting than he imagined.

After saying goodbye to Tsurumaru Kuninaga, the knives quickly cleared out an open space where people could sit, and a group of knives pulled their masters to sit and laugh together.

Although the little daggers all look like children, and many of them have lively and cute personalities, but in fact, that's just the restriction after Fu Sangshen's appearance. In terms of life experience, they have much more than Zhao Yulin.

So no matter whether Zhao Yulin wanted to hear some interesting stories or unrecorded anecdotes that were not recorded in the history books, they could tell some things that were not humanly understandable.

After all, they are short knives who follow closely, but they know much more than others.

The little knives are naturally close and love their masters, so even if they tell the story of the former master, it is warm and interesting.

Zhao Yulin kept laughing, and kept asking, "Really? Is it like this?" Although she didn't know the previous owners of every dagger very well, but hearing what they said, it was already Interesting enough.

And the little short knives are also very interested in the current master's affairs, no matter what Zhao Yulin says, they will cheer, so the atmosphere in the house becomes more and more enthusiastic.

Until the shoji door that had just been closed was pushed open from the outside, Zhao Yulin's familiar voice sounded, "Why haven't you slept yet?" Zhao Yulin looked up following the short knives, and saw the figure of Taidao with water-colored hair.