When being possessed by the Honmaru

No matter what Fox Nosuke thinks, the "mimic incident" that caused Touken Fusangshen to wait for a long time in this world is finally over...

Ipponmaru was injured and tired, and the swordsman took out the compass wearily, and returned to Honmaru in the white light.

Yamabuki Kunihiro pulled the quilt on top of his head with one hand, looked at the courtyard in front of him in a daze, and always felt a sense of a world away. He seemed to have not been back here for a long time, and he had a kind of affection for the familiar plants and trees. miss...

nostalgia... feeling...

and many more.

The gentle smile on Yamabukiri's face gradually froze, and his whole body was petrified on the spot.

"What's the matter?" Sanriyue glanced at the bunk bed next to the time-space conversion device with emotion, and then turned around, he was surprised to see the young man in white sheets with a strange expression.

"Soak in the hot springs!" Imaiken ignored the little wounds on his body and cheered happily. He raised his face and asked affectionately, "What's wrong with Mr. Yamabagiri? Do you want to go to the hot springs together?"

"No, no... I still have something to do." Yamabuchi Kunihiro's voice was stiff, he lowered his head deeply, wrapped himself in the quilt weakly and helplessly, and suddenly broke away from everyone's cheerful and relaxed painting style Come out and turn on autism.

The three brothers who were puzzled: "?"

"Higakiri-den." Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro moved over little by little, trying to ask him quietly when everyone was not paying attention to him, and said in a very low voice, "Can I ask you to do me a favor?"

Yes.

Yamabuki Kunihiro suddenly realized why he worked so hard to stay in this world during this period of time, why he worked so hard every day, and why he frantically forged knives behind the Sankayue Temple, and forged mustaches...

because……

"Oh?" Higakiri tilted his head against his chin in surprise, and readily agreed, "Okay. Is there anything Yamabuchiri can do?"

"This Honmaru...has a ghost." Yamabuki Kunihiro said with a trembling voice.

At this time, Hu Qier opened his eyes completely in surprise, his beautiful golden eyes stared at the other party without blinking, and his voice became serious: "So you want to ask me to kill ghosts?"

"Ah, this matter." Kisemaru, who never wanted to leave his brother for half a step, popped up, and he helped to confirm the authenticity of this incident, "Yamabuchi always seems to see strange things in Honmaru, but He couldn't find any abnormalities. I can help with killing demons and ghosts, but looking for ghosts..."

"Brother." Katsumaru looked at him trustingly.

"Higakiri-sama." Hope was ignited in Yamabukiri Kunihiro's heart.He also looked into Hikari's eyes seriously, full of trust.

Mustache: "..."

Who can stand this?

"Well, it's time for ghost retreat... then leave it to me." Mustache Kiri's voice became dangerous, his eyes changed completely, and he put one hand on the body knife at his waist , began to ask seriously, "Yamabagiri, where have you seen ghosts?"

"Of course—" Yamabuchi Kunihiro was about to answer, when a flash of lightning flashed across his mind, he opened his mouth with a blank expression, and choked with aggrieved on the spot.

Foxnosuke, who listened quietly to the side for a long time, was embarrassed and weakly reminded: "Master Yamabukiri..."

Really.

This question is too precise.

How should they tell Higaki that they heard it in the interrogator's room?Could it be that he was working as a valet at the time?But if it has something to do with the God-inspector, it is impossible for the God-inspector to hide it silently until now... There is no reason.

Could it be that the judge didn't notice it, but he was the only one who heard the movement?It's been such a long time, it really doesn't look like Yamabuki Kunihiro is too fussy and troublesome...

He racked his brains to think of the rhetoric, and was stuck for a while.

"Yamabagiri?" Hishikiri asked kindly.

Shan Bazai, who was wearing a white sheet, turned red and blue, blue and red, and changed back and forth, but was speechless, unable to speak, and was so anxious that his forehead was about to sweat.

The young man with milky white hair stroked his chin in thought, lowered his eyelashes, and felt confident.He glanced at the knee pill.

"Ah, I understand!" Kagemaru answered immediately, and beat his other palm with his fist in conviction, "Yamabuchi, you forgot, right? It's okay, my brother and I can turn the whole honmaru once, just in time for us I haven’t visited here since I was born.”

"All of them?" Kunihiro Yamabuchi asked cautiously with a hint of hope as his eyes lit up.

"All." Higakiri resumed his usual warm and soft smile, and decided with a happy ending, "Well, let's start with the nearest castle tower—Have you reported this to the lord, Yamabukiri? If If you want to find ghosts, it would be better to have the master's knife tent to cooperate with you."

Yamabagiri Kunihiro almost blurted out.He swallowed back the words "I've looked at it, but I didn't find anything unusual" and nodded seriously.

In fact, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro was also a little worried about whether Tsurumaru Kuninaga was playing a prank, making him mistakenly think there was a ghost.But the state of everyone in Honmaru that day shocked him, and told him that it was the "surprise" script prepared by Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and asked him to wait patiently.

Now that we've said hello, Tsurumaru must have been responsible for other emergencies. Can Yamabuki Kunihiro not panic?

...But after all, Higakiri took Komaru and Yamabukiri Kunihiro to go all over the Honmaru seriously, but still found nothing.In the end, Genji Shigeho had to tell Yamabagi Kirihiro with regret: "Maybe it's just that you are too nervous. Everyone in Honmaru is working hard to rehearse the stage play, so sometimes you may get it wrong."

Is it really?

Yamabuki Kunihiro was dubious, and under the pull of two emotions of anxiety and conviction, he silently put the topic down, and did not mention this matter anymore.He knows very well that he can't find any evidence, and it's not okay to bother others too much when he can only catch rumors.Maybe he really got it wrong?

……

After a night's rest, the injured Touken Fusangshen had already recovered in the repair room, and the exhausted Basara was full of energy.

Honmaru's day is about to become ordinary again.

As usual, after breakfast in the morning, the valet Hakuyama Yoshimitsu announced to everyone the new order issued by the God Judge: Please each of the Token Fusangshen in the Honmaru report a pseudonym to him.Because the current stage play crew needs to confirm the list of young actors, and is preparing to carry out pre-publicity on the Internet.

"This means..." Yaken Toshiro suddenly raised his spirits.

"Yes, the crew has been established, and we are finally going to start rehearsals." Kunihiro Yamabuchi's expression was calm, but his voice couldn't hide his joy.

Finally—after the difficulties such as the cut off of the funding chain, the shortage of crew members, and the uncertainty of actors, the stage play can finally enter the second stage of preparation, which is the most important rehearsal stage!

It's not easy!

Tell me about the fact that Honmaru went to fight the mafia for several days in order to raise funds for the stage play, who would believe it?There are also several people from Ping An Lao Dao who made their debut selling pork and opening clinics, with a variety of tricks.It's so sad.

"Stage play?" Fudo Xingguang frowned reluctantly, but he didn't say no after thinking for a long time.

This kind of product named "Touken Ranbu" and launched into the present world will obviously be linked to the plan of the government of the time to connect to this different time and space in the future.The sword Fusangshen who participated in the performance represents not only himself, but also thousands of fellow bodies in the future.So even though he was more resistant to moving and moving light, he was not willful this time.

"In half an hour, please gather at the entrance of the time-space converter and put on your current clothes. The first thing to do when you arrive at the company is—" Baishan Yoshimitsu said to the schedule in an emotionless voice, "in our crew's Have a meet and greet at the rehearsal venue."

——On the first day of rehearsal, what the young actors participating in the stage play have to do is to meet and get acquainted with the staff they will get along with, such as the director, screenwriter, instructor, dispatcher, killing array teacher, stage teacher, logistics management, etc.Such an agenda is called a meet-and-greet.

Kunihiro Yamabuchi didn't speak, and the introduction materials sent to him by Mr. Suzuki flashed through his mind.

"Foxosuke has some suggestions!" The little fox jumped out seriously, squatting at the foot of Yamabuki Kirihiro, and looked up at everyone earnestly, "In order to prevent people in this world from discovering your identity, it is necessary to make some disguises. Necessary, the following is Honosuke's past experience..."

"Please behave differently off stage and on stage. That is to say, when you get along with the staff of the crew, no! When you get along with other actors, your personality and behavior should not be as if you are acting. The 'Sword Fusangshin'." Foxnosuke solemnly emphasized,

"This is to disguise your identity! So please start thinking of a new avatar for yourself from now on!"

The Sword Fusangshen present bowed their heads in thought: "Hmm..."

Maeda Toshiro raised his hand uncertainly and asked, "Mr. Foxnosuke, can you give me an example?"

"Well." Without thinking, the little fox raised his paw and pointed at Yamabuchi Kunihiro, and gave an example casually, "For example, Mr. Kinoshita Kai, he is usually a calm and reliable big brother image in the crew, taciturn and a little domineering. But when he was on stage, he changed. Became the autistic and shy Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro.”

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, who was miserably exemplified: "???"

"So that's how it is..." Little Angel Maeda had a dazed look on his face. "I understand! It's necessary to create a sense of contrast, right? Brother Kinoshita!" The young man under the white sheet yelled out again, with a voice full of admiration, and instantly substituted himself into something similar to black/ /hand/The identity of the party's younger brother.

"Don't call me... big brother." Yamabuchi murmured with a headache and wrapped himself in a quilt—then glared at Foxnosuke resentfully from the gap in the quilt.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Being (difficult to say): Honmaru...maybe there is a ghost, but I forgot the place.

Higakiri: Got it, someone wants to sneak up to the castle tower to compete with the lord.

Katsumaru: The point of this matter is not how to find evidence, but how to dispel the anxiety of the lord.

Sanriyue: Hahaha, it’s easy to solve.Are we his reliable teammates (hint)

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[Second update! !I finally wrote about the stage play. I have been hungry for this rehearsal process for a long time!Don’t forget that there are cameras in the rehearsal process, you have to prepare extras... It’s about to start, hahaha, everyone, wait and see the contrast]

感谢在2021-01-1617:38:15~2021-01-1623:47:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 100 bottles of Moyan; 20 bottles of Super Love Tangda;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!