When being possessed by the Honmaru

On the day of the performance.

The backstage corridor was busy with people coming and going.Makeup artists, prop artists, and stage managers all started to move.Director Suzuki was even more busy without touching the ground, confirming the situation in all aspects, and the staff were doing the last check.Including lighting and sound engineers.

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, California Kiyomitsu, Yamabuku Kunihiro, and Nakahara Naka were also assigned to the same lounge.The four of them have already changed into their stage costumes and finished their makeup.Zhong Yuanzhong also looked the most nervous. He was wearing a youthful white shirt and jeans. He took off his beloved hat, and his ochre-colored hair fell down smoothly, only tied at the back of his head.

The temperament of the young man has become green and immature.Coupled with his fidgeting and stiff expression of wandering back and forth, Zhong Yuanzhong also looks like a big boy who doesn't know much about the world.

"...Mr. Nakahara, are you okay?" Kunihiro Yamabushi put on his monk costume, with a white cloth tied on his head, and he was in good condition.He asked worriedly, "There's no need to be so nervous! You see, brother—er, Mr. Kinoshita is very calm."

Kunihiro Yamabushi is sincerely pleased with the brother's change of mind.Yamabuchi fainted from shyness at the beginning, but in a short period of time he grew up to the point where he didn't change his face, Mr. Nakahara, you should learn from him!

Nakahara also saw with his own eyes how the god of swords and swords, Yamabuki Kirihiro, transformed. His expression was still stiff, and after he glanced at the young man in the white sheet who was sitting peacefully, he took a deep breath and murmured persuasion Self: "Well—it's nothing."

No matter how big the scene is, Zhong Yuanzhong has seen it, so it stands to reason that he would not be so nervous.But... Dressed like this to sing on stage, and perform a poignant death, the audience is likely to be sitting Hong Kong//Black brothers.When the time came for the performance, Chuya, who was stubborn, felt more and more ashamed as he thought about it.

"..." Yamabasaki Kunihiro, who was praised by the two of them, sat stiffly.

How could he not change his face?His expression was so stern that he could directly go into battle and kill the enemy!Because Yamabukiri's heart is now blank with tension, his mind is full of confusion, and only his expression is more and more bluffing...

Although the results of the online ticket sales told him that most of the seats for today's first performance were already filled, this kind of result completely relieved him from worrying.But now, listening to the buzzing of people outside, watching the time approaching the opening minute by minute, thinking that he will face so many eyes watching him after playing, Yamabuki Kunihiro wished to wrap himself in the quilt and play again. Not coming out either.

"Yamabagiri, is it time for the audience to enter the venue?" Sitting next to him, Qingguang Qingguang carefully painted his fingernails. He asked expectantly while painting, but which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted.

"...Hmm." Yamabasaki Kunihiro buried his head even lower, not wanting to speak.He began to recite his lines in his mind.After playing, Kunihiro Yamababa must hold back his emotions and perform well. In any case, he can't be so shy that he faints because of his duty.But this does not prevent him from wanting to be alone for a while before the opening.

California Qingguang noticed this, and thoughtfully remained silent.He swallowed back what he wanted to say, thinking secretly curiously:

'I heard that today's stage play has the mafia under the sphere of influence gathered by Honmaru to help maintain order and take care of the theater. Is it true?If Mr. Nakahara's subordinates came to watch the show, wouldn't there be conflicts between the two sides?If something really happens, they will all be performing on stage, so there is no way to help support the stage...'

The worry-loving California Qingguang thought about it, and was a little worried, so he could only worry about himself.

Foxnosuke also watched eagerly from a distance at the door, not daring to approach.He has been spending too much time with Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro recently, and obviously his valet is Hakuyama Yoshimitsu, and if he gets closer, he will definitely be suspicious by the sword fusangshen.The little fox could only scurry back and forth in the corridor, anxiously checking the four lounges—he was very uncertain, and fell into anxiety before the performance.

The "Touken Ranbu" stage play rehearsed by Touken Fusangshen... Can it really be performed?But this answer is what the entire crew wants to know now, and no one has ever known it.All can only be judged by time.

at last……

After the curtain opened and a simple introduction to the background of the story was shown on the screen, the light in the theater changed from light to dark.A group of ugly time-traveling soldiers began to appear on the stage, slashing and killing the Sword Fusangshen who were trying to protect the young god judges.The first scene opened with a lively killing array.

—— "Touken Ranbu" stage play, start!

"My lord! Follow Yamabuchi and leave!" After a fight, Qingguang Qingguang, who was half kneeling on the ground, shouted anxiously, blood was splashed on the side face of the red-eyed young man.Their group of Sword Fusangshen's opening posture was all wounded, retreating steadily.This made the audience's first impression clear that the protagonist's side is no longer the opponent of the group of monsters on the opposite side.

The young interrogator was a little boy with "orange hair", about seven or eight years old.The big round eyes and the face with baby fat make him look pitiful and cute.

Against the background of the chaotic fight, the juvenile God Judge looked flustered and bewildered.In the anxious urging of the Sword Fusangshen, he clenched his fists but was thinking about something, and didn't agree to run away immediately.In the end, he took two steps forward and shouted at the monsters in pain: "Can you please stop fighting? I know that everyone is not a bad person!"

"What?" His risky behavior surprised Touken Fusangshin and gave the monsters a chance to seize the loophole.A thin adult Time Traveling Army was fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the young boy, and he was about to chop off with a knife——

The sudden change shocked the Daojian Fusangshen who were unable to come in the battle and only had time to exclaim: "Master!" "General!" "Master!"

But the little boy raised his hand and grabbed the monster's hanging belt, looking at him with attachment.

——The scene came to an abrupt end.Everything was silent, and the stage was eerily quiet.With the change of lights and the transition, the actors who stopped moving on the stage slowly retreated.With the suspense left over from the short plot, the OP sung by Chuya Nakahara began.

"In the phantom, our miraculous encounter..." Zhongya Zhongya stood alone on the partition on the second floor of the stage, the lights were turned on, he looked down at everyone from a high position, and sang the lyrics he knew by heart.

As the music sounded, the Sword Fusangshin who appeared just now finally appeared one after another, and gradually joined the chorus.Because Chuya Nakahara's position is really good, so he sang, his first reaction when he came on stage was to sweep down the stage, relying on his extraordinary eyesight, nervously trying to find out if there are any familiar people in the dark. face.

A middle-aged man with a kind smile was sitting in the first row holding a little blond girl by the hand. When he saw Zhong Yuanzhong also cast his gaze, the man smiled and nodded to him without saying a word.The gentle woman next to her covered her sleeves and lowered her head, as if she was holding back a smile.

——Yes, is it the leader and Big Sister Momiji? !Why are you all here?Is Hong Kong, Hong Kong//port/black/hand party so free today? !

"..." Caught off guard, Zhong Ye's expression froze, his cheeks began to burn instantly due to embarrassment.He almost exhausted all his strength to stabilize his singing without shaking, and his emotional expression became more and more complicated and embarrassing. The red-haired young man couldn't help turning his eyes away to cover up his emotions.

'Yo!Zhongye! Who knew that there was a familiar figure sitting in the corner of the auditorium where he looked casually, and greeted him silently.Osamu Dazai who defected actually appeared here? !

Zhong Yuanzhong on the stage also opened his eyes wide in an instant: "...!"

He never expected that person to be so bold, with so many Hong//口/黑/hand gang members present, Dazai actually dared to appear blatantly!Isn't he afraid of being discovered?If there is trouble, today's first performance will end in failure!

But these things have nothing to do with China.

No matter how ferocious he is in his heart, the expression on his face can't even have a bit of ferocity, and he has to continue singing the theme song with emotion. There can't be a bit of gnashing of teeth in Chuya's voice, and it's even more difficult to remind others that he found what.

The theme song is over.Zhong reluctantly stepped aside, he still needed to be the narrator, so no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't step down and grab people.

Sword Fusangshen lined up on the stage and stood still.According to the way of flashback, the story begins from the day when the little boy happened to awaken the famous swords in history.In the scattered cherry blossom rain, Yamabuki Kunihiro was the first to raise his head, and said his classic line in a cold voice: "...I am Yamabuki Kunihiro. What kind of eyes do you have? Do you mind if I am imitating product?"

Pretty!

Foxnosuke, who was secretly watching, felt a thump in his heart, and almost couldn't hold back his cheers.It has been worrying about whether Mr. Yamabukiri will forget his lines or be too shy to raise his face after he takes the stage, and all kinds of accidents will happen.I didn't expect Master Yamabagiri to perform so well, from the smoothness of the battle at the beginning, to the smoothness of singing lyrics, and the angle when reciting lines now——

Foxosuke can proudly say that the moment when Yamabagiri-sama raised his face this time was just right!The soft white sheets covering the blond hair, the beautiful rain of cherry blossom petals scattered in the air, and the astonishment that the light shines on the delicate and beautiful side face of the young man, coupled with the frosty tone - this is a pair of love Audience killer!

The author has something to say: the content of the stage play may be more... Cough, because this article was originally written for the stage play!I love them so much!The next chapter is devoted to audience reactions.

感谢在2021-02-0723:09:35~2021-02-0822:39:13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 cast mines: 3 from Mozhi; 2 from Xiao Karasuma;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：髭切34瓶；芝士小奶盖、漠之10瓶；睦章、495098158瓶；小乌丸5瓶；白月汐2瓶；华渡、点墨踏歌、非人类1瓶；

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