[Comprehensive] Tsunayoshi in the Dark Benmaru

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Dadian Tai Mitsuyo did not expect that he could achieve such a level in one phase.Even before this day came, the Japanese issue said in the same issue as him that if necessary, extraordinary means are needed to gain the trust of the young god judges in the most efficient way, but they never thought that it would be in such a form, in such a way. situation.

In the first phase, he knelt down and surrendered without warning, and Taidao, who gave birth to the Awataguchi family, was finally unbearable under the weight of the fate, insane, and his brain was broken.Even Yeka (Note 1) couldn't make him collapse, the Awataguchi brothers couldn't make him despair since they broke up on the battlefield, and being left alone in this maru day and night couldn't make him scream, carrying Awataguchi's faction The proud masterpiece of Ji Guang sold his soul in an ordinary moment of an ordinary day.

Just to clean the cups and cups...

Dadian Taiguangshi's ocher-like right eye was covered by a wisp of smoky blue-gray hair on his forehead, and his left eye was full of darkness.He couldn't understand the meaning of Yiqi Yizhen's doing this, because he couldn't put all the answers and the end of his search in front of him like Yiqi Yizhen who was on the verge of collapse. body.

With soft brown hair, big warm brown eyes and a little thin, the slightly thin young mind examiner will have a small dimple on his lips because of embarrassment, and the smile is always without the slightest grievance or confusion.It is bright, as bright as a mirror, and those of them who are about to be buried in the earth, their souls are already rotten and withered, reflecting them.In this pill, the pupils of Toujian Fusangshen used to be like this too, like a child, like a saint, reflecting the sun, moon and stars.But now I can't find it.

Daeden Taiguangshi stared silently, and in the first episode, he gave all his loyalty, dignity, pride and soul to the young man.He also did this before, handing these over to human beings, but he never waited for the glory to shine again, and the moment the sun filled his soul again, that human being died as fragile as an autumn butterfly.He also called that human "lord", and believed that one day...but that day never came anyway, until now, there is no such day.

Just like when he was placed in the double-layered treasure box tied with ropes at Maeda's house, he was able to see the light of day only once a year.Now, he is outside in the form of a human being, but he is still shrouded in darkness, longing for a day of brilliance.

As the first Diantai Guangshi, one of the five swords of Zhuoran Tianxia——he is extraordinarily gloomy, reticent and indifferent, and rarely has anything to talk about.During the long years of being a valuable and preserved object, he inevitably became autistic and even inferior.And it is human beings who make him like this, human beings who want to change him, human beings who make him change into what he is now, and human beings who make him still willing to hope for the future.With his entanglement and contradictions, even in Honmaru, there are very few blades who can be called friends.

Maeda Fujishiro, who used to be in the Maeda family, was his old acquaintance and close friend, as was Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who was jokingly called one of the "several negative energies in Honmaru", and Sasuken, who was from the same Miike sword school.But these blades have all been broken in time, and have become dust and iron filings in the dark past...

Oden Tai Mitsuyo hadn't seen them for a long time, and the memory of their voices was also blurred.

The whistling of the kettle on the induction cooker made everyone in the kitchen calm down again. In the teacup without tea leaves, the hot white water smoke curled up from the mouth of the cup.The package brought back by the young god-inspector was opened, and the dim sum inside did not lose its freshness, and the taste and taste retained the good feeling when it was just made.If you eat too much, you won’t get tired, but it’s still not as satisfying as rice and noodles. The swordsmen may not notice it, but the young gods who have eaten two meals are eager to miss rice porridge.

Especially the bowl of pumpkin and sweet potato porridge topped with a large spoonful of sweet-scented osmanthus honey that I ate in Xun Yujun's Honwan, a black-haired god judge!The young god judge had a deep memory of Mr. Taidao, who was good at cooking and cooking delicious food, mentioned by Sanjo Imaken. It can be regarded as the sword Fusang that he most wanted to build a good relationship with after he came to this future world. God.

Candlestick cut Guangzhong.In his heart, the young god-judgment subconsciously called the black-haired god-judger Ieimaken "Mitsuchu-sama".When he didn't realize it, his emotions were already filled with the desire to see each other as soon as possible.

The desire for sweet-scented osmanthus, pumpkin, and sweet potato porridge made the young judge swallow the snacks indiscriminately, and Mr. Awataguchi family dagger, who had just become his loyalist, held the three-shin Awataguchi family dagger in his arms while standing beside him with a silent and dignified expression Use various methods to speed up the cooling of the water in the young god interrogator's cup.

"..."

The young judge watched, not knowing what to say.He has always felt that these Sword Fusangshen, like the top cadres of Vongola's assassination force Vaira, and his friends who are named Vongola's tenth generation guardians, are all stubborn, so stubborn that they can be said to be invincible. Desperate character.As long as something is identified, no matter how he persuades and explains it, it will not have the slightest effect.Not that it's bad, but it's a personality trait that always gives him headaches.

For example, although he chose to accept the surrender of Mr. Tachi from the Awataguchi family, he didn't mean to ask Mr. Tachi to be his nanny!From the moment he poured hot water into his water glass, he didn't get it in his hand, and the young leader of the future ten generations of Peng Gelie, who has been forcibly cooled by the blue-haired Mr. Fu Sangshen, is also heartbroken.He tried his best to dissuade Mr. Ichiki Ichishin with his eyes, words and actions, and tried his best to find the taciturn and indifferent Mr. Odeno Tai Mitsuyo——

As a result, he was ignored.

Opening his mouth speechless, he stuttered for a while, the young judge could only follow the wishes of Mr. Taidao of the Awataguchi family.Well, as long as he is happy.Finally, the young judge who drank the warm water gratefully drank the water in the cup, but Mr. Odenota next to him immediately filled it up again, so that the Awataguchi family sword who was finally idle started again, as if he had appeared In this world, the meaning of existence here is just for the sake of the water in the cup of a young god judge to cool down...

It can be said that with the cooperation of these two swordsmen who may have some mental problems, they drank half a pot of water after being tortured, and their stomach bags and bladders were full.The upright young Peng Gelie, the leader of the next ten generations, finally pretended to be scheming and clever. He changed from drinking in one sip to sipping water stains on his lips in small sips. He wanted to drink a glass of water forever, and finally While waiting for the Japan, I found a moment of peace.

He is not used to rejecting others, and the gentle and cowardly young Peng Ge Lian, the leader of the next ten generations, said arbitrarily that enough is enough.Such words are restrained and cannot be said.Just like what Japan said, he is just a very soft child.His small movements were clearly seen by the two blades, and the frightening Dao Jian Fu Sangshen didn't say anything, but the frightening look in his brows and eyes was more restrained, and he treated the judges more gently, Behavior is no longer so extreme radical.

Such a god judge gave them a sense of security that they would not be hurt.

On the contrary, the young judge who used to be able to pretend to be deaf and dumb in the condensed air of the classroom, pretending that he did not exist in the classroom and would not be noticed by the teacher, finally couldn't sit still.He stood up, and the Awataguchi family Taidao who was waiting next to him stood up, his black military uniform with deep blue luster was neat without any folds, his back was straight, and his waistline was concave with a sassy and heroic look.

If there were no white bone spurs on the waist, abdomen, and shoulder blades, no black fangs on the face, and the honey-colored pupils would never have turned so black... Another exquisitely handsome and exquisite face appeared in the mind of the young man who judged God. .The one with a pair of honey-colored pupils, long eyelashes surrounded by a piece of tranquility, will reflect his appearance vividly in the depths of the pupils that are glowing with sunlight and sticky and gentle with honey, enough to see everything clearly The amber honey luster of the eyes... Mr. Yizheng.

The young leader of the next ten generations of Peng Gelie blinked his eyes. The first-stage Mr. Yizhen in front of him should have been so gorgeous and luxurious in the first place.Counting tens of millions, I only hope that the young god judge can see from himself the hidden brilliance of this Ichiki Ikshin, who has fallen in the dark, and the black-haired god judge Honmaru's Awataguchi Tachi gets his wish.

Today's young god judge looks at the water-blue haired Taidao in front of him, and he will think of him, and he will naturally feel pity for the flaws in the beautiful jade and the cutting off of the good and the bad.Just relying on this pity, I can't bear it, no matter what the posture is, it can occupy a place in the heart of the young god judge.In this black-haired god-judgment called "the cornerstone of the world", in the bright brown eyes of this young god-judged god who is especially valued by the black-haired god-judged person, like glass and amber.

When stared at by those eyes, the blue-haired Taidao can feel that the negative and painful things entrenched in his heart will slowly dissipate like ripples in the water.Uneasy and smooth, soft mixed with a slight sadness and blankness replaced the previous struggle.But at the same time, there is also the guilt and uneasiness of the infinitely expanded use of young god judges.

"Mr. Japan, he will be fine...?"

"Will he alone... and Mr. Qingguang of California...will they fight?"

The young interrogator paced back and forth a few steps, and finally asked with some worry.The swords and swords of this Honmaru are all dark, and they seem to support it until now. Now because of him, the sword is divided into two factions.The young leader of the next ten generations of Vongola made some inexplicable apologies, although he knew that he didn't need to feel sorry for it.But sure enough, he, an alien human who broke into here, separated the sword Fusangshin who were originally of the same kind from the state of unity.

The young leader of Peng Gelie's future ten generations sincerely regrets his own existence.

"Nippon will not lose."

Oden Tai Mitsuyo, who always frowned and had a cold face, said this, but it didn't reassure the young god judge much.And the water-blue hair-colored sword who has been hugging the Mitsuki Awataguchi family dagger, and finally conjured a golden flat candy from nowhere, paced forward, took the warm hand of the young god judge, and placed the candy in his palm , and then gently hooked a smile that can be seen from the past, but still not concealing a terrifying and ferocious smile.

"It's fine, His Highness Japan is very strong."

"His Highness Qingguang of California and the others are not people who disregard old love."

The young god judge has no reason to worry, because the Toukentsusangshin in the same world as Mr. Nihonko have said so.With his head bowed, his expression was covered by his messy brown hair that had not been properly taken care of. He seemed to be looking at the candy in his palm, and he seemed to be thinking about something that Daeden Tai Mitsuyo and Yiqiyijin didn't understand.

The kitchen, which was filled with the autumn coolness, fell into silence again.

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that day.Until late at night, when the young god judge was coaxed to sleep by the Miike family tachi and the Awataguchi family tachi, the Nippon Hokage did not return.There was no anxiety on the double-edged face that accompanied the young God-inspector, on the contrary, it was more tired. It was the same, the deep-rooted weariness he had seen on the face of Mr. Japan.

Is Mr. Japan really all right?When will he come back... After seeing the expressions of the Daojian Fusangshen, I couldn't ask the question. The young leader Peng Gelie stared in front of him and tried his best to help him tidy the bedding. The sword that cleans the room pays for the gods.Suddenly feel that they are very pitiful.He is obviously a god, but he has fallen to this point. The young leader doesn't know what the relationship between the god judge and the sword Fusangshen is. He only knows that in this world, all souls and lives should be equal.

I refused the turndown service of the Sword Fusangshen (Note 2), and I was a little worried, but I still obeyed the words of the young judge, and stepped down from the two European sword masters who were on duty during the holidays on the opposite side to help the young judge considerately. The god closed the shoji door.Hearing their light, barely audible footsteps finally disappearing behind the sound of the opposite door closing with a snap, Peng Gelie's young leader immediately jumped up and ran to the door cautiously, putting his ear to the door to listen to the movement, and Locked the shoji door.

The architectural style of the Heian period made the secrecy and security almost non-existent, and it would not help to go straight to the shoji door without pressure.The young god-inspector knew it, but he still felt that it was safer to lock it, and it relieved his sense of pressure.

Peng Gelie's young leader sighed inexplicably, and he didn't know whether it was because of the two swordsmen who stayed in this small building, Mr. Japan, who hadn't returned for a long time, or because of himself.He also knew that he had no right to feel sorry for the sword gods, and he himself was already so pitiful that he couldn't take care of himself.

He just came from the heart, and subconsciously felt that it shouldn't be like this, whether it was him, the god judge, or these sword fusangshen.But he didn't know what normality should look like.Existence is rational, everything that is rational is realistic, and everything that is realistic is rational—but in this Honmaru, what is rational and what is realistic.The young god judge felt that he was stupid, he couldn't get the answer, but he remembered the "broken knife" that the black-haired god judge Xun Yujun once said to him.

"...Smashing those fallen swords and resummoning them is the easiest and most efficient way."

"Sometimes it's better to go around in circles to solve a problem. It's better for you to choose a seemingly cruel way... As long as the ending is perfect, why care about the flaws in the process. Wouldn't it be a kind of punishment for them to put the sword of the darkened into pieces? relief."

What Xun Yujun said was not at fault.But... the young leader of Pengelie didn't want to do that.Because he is a god judge, what is the difference between smashing knives for his own convenience, and he is a mafia leader who kills for the benefit of the family?

He doesn't want to be a mafia leader, nor does he want to be a god judge, not because he doesn't have the confidence and ability to do it, nor because he has to face death and sin and take responsibility—he just doesn't think he can be, The measurer and judge of the world he lives in, he has no way to deny the meaning of existence of others, to correct the ideas of others.He just wants to be a simple participant and observer of his world, and he just wants to see how the years that are related to him or not related to him run, and after the winter, the new spring is ushered in.

It doesn't matter if you just want to live a simple and ordinary life, even mediocrity.

This is a philosophy of life, a conflict of living conditions.Just like his tutor Reborn, no matter where he sits, he can live as he pleases, and the scenery there can shine for him accordingly.To him, the world is just a seat.The Young Chief felt that he would never become like his teacher.

The more the young god judge thought about it, the more he felt that everything he was about to face was so difficult.Brushing his teeth and washing his face, he took off the warm clothes and replaced them with that one, the light blue pajamas he wore when he was brought into this world from home, and the young god judge stepped barefoot on his own cold bedding.From the crack of the door of this bedroom, which could not escape the smell of decay, there was a cool autumn night breeze, and the young leader of the future ten generations of Peng Gelie shuddered.

He rummaged through his pockets to find the clear crystal, which he obtained by forging the time-reversing army's broken blade with the "flame of softness" in the battlefield.It was icy cold, the same temperature as his fingers now.He knelt down between the quilts, his feet, which had been blown away by the night wind, hid in the long trousers of his pajamas, and stroked the smooth surface of the crystal with his fingers.

a long time.He held the crystal with his right hand, and slowly moved it to the Vongola tooth ring worn on his left hand. One end of the crystal touched the forehead of Naz, the lion of the sky.The young chief lit his own bright flame.

"Natsu."

He softly called the name of the lively lion of the sky engraved on his tooth ring.Since he came to this world, he has been unable to communicate with his companion Sky Lion, just like he and Natsu were separated by a thick layer of ice before, he can still perceive Natsu, and Natsu can also respond to him The ignited flame... But Natsu couldn't appear in front of him in the form of a lion cub.

Obviously Natsu is a body constructed from his flame blocks.

Maybe it's because the world he lives in restricts Natsu's activities, the young leader is not sure, this kind of answer based on guesswork is not convincing.But if this is the case, he squeezed the crystal-clear fingertips to secrete some sweat. If Natsu is fed with the power that the Government of Time constructed the Honmaru, will Natsu be able to transform into a body like a sword and appear? In the world...?He didn't think about the more horrifying consequences, such as Natsu's death.

All he could think about was whether Natsu would succeed in appearing in front of him, or not.

The waiting time is always long.The crystals were carbonized little by little in the fire of dead air, and finally all turned into a winding blue smoke and entered the ring after being warm and cool.Aww, the Sky Lion hiccupped on the front of the ring with his mouth open, until the young leader's eyes were sour, and he had no intention of coming out.All the expectations and feelings of the young leader turned into disappointment.

"..."

The young leader who fell on his side between the quilts was so tired that he didn't want to speak, he was so wronged.With only one crystal, he originally wanted to use it to restore Nazhen, one of the five swords of the Qingjiang Dao School, "Shuzhumaru Koji", which was melted by his flame.He originally thought that he had murdered "Shuzhuwan Hengji", but then he thought about the string of Buddhist beads he placed on the knife holder... The young leader always felt that Shuzhuwan Hengji's soul hadn't died.Although it is also possible that he wanted to reduce his sense of guilt, so he had such an illusion...

But he always wanted to try.

In the end, when things came to an end, he went back on his word and gave it to Naz.The longing for his partner for his home far outweighs his shame that he might have killed Touken Fusangshen. Thinking this way, the young leader who felt that he was super bad rolled his knees into the bed.

"Really! What the hell am I doing!"

He slapped himself on the head in a self-defeating manner, and then felt that he was not awake enough, so he slapped his face with both hands, leaving two red palm prints.There was anger at himself in the warm brown eyes.

"Tomorrow, after Mr. Japan comes back, I must ask Mr. Ikshin for another issue tomorrow. Mr. Odeno Tai Mitsuyo, would you like to go to the battlefield with me... You need to get back more crystals!"

He cheered himself up, and then made a plan for the mess that he didn't know how to start.He also thought that if he could get more crystals, maybe he could wake up the fusangshen sleeping on the blade and show them to the world.Those Daojian Fusangshen who have returned to the world and have not fallen in the dark should be willing to help him and help him go home.Correspondingly, he will try his best to help them, get something, pay something back, and get back and forth.

The young leader had a beautiful dream, but soon fell into a sweet dream.Probably because he was thinking in sleepiness, so he didn't consider that feelings are not money, and they can be settled.Even if there is no dark fall, the swords reborn in this Honmaru still retain their previous memories, and the dark fall Honmaru always adds hatred and sin to an incomprehensible desperate situation because of this.

And the young leader also didn't know that after he fell asleep, the Vongola gear, which he had hoped for a miracle, flashed the same streamer as when he was in this maru the first night, faintly like a firefly.That ray of light silently protected him in his sleep, until his brows became calm, his sleeping face was peaceful, and all those who might hurt him were expelled from the outside.