When being possessed by the Honmaru

Daojian and his six members of the guardian group hurried onto the stage.

They looked at the familiar environment around them, and they froze in place, their expressions were a little uneasy - since the history of cruising, this is the first time they have arrived at such a close time period, and this is also the first time since their birth. Return to the history where the current master is for the first time.

"This is... the front street that was demolished a few years ago." Hachisuka Toru recognized the location around him, feeling a little timid, "My lord's home is nearby, should we go back as soon as possible?"

"Well, but we must be careful not to meet the historical self." Yamabuki Kunihiro warned again solemnly, "Meeting yourself will cause big trouble."

On the left side of the stage, the swordsmen of the guardian group, who were in a rushing posture, froze.The sudden lighting led the audience's attention to the perspective on the right side of the stage.The juvenile god judge happily played alone in the small garden behind the house, and let out bursts of crisp laughter.Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was dressed in black, slowly approached him from behind. Because of the shadow, his expression could not be seen clearly, showing a bit of danger.

"...Who is it?" Shinji turned his head sharply, and then opened his eyes wide in surprise.His eyes were round with surprise, and he looked very cute. The guard on the little boy's face suddenly disappeared and turned into intimacy.He crossed his waist coquettishly and complained, "Uncle Tsurumaru, you scared me!!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tsurumaru Kuninaga squatted down as he said, showing a nonchalant mischievous smile like before: "How is it? I'm usually dressed in white and I suddenly changed into black clothes. Was it frightened? "

"So 'go to the bedroom and help me get the storybook' is a lie you told me to lie to me?" The young god judge puffed up his cheeks, and he reached out to pinch Tsurumaru Kuninaga's cheek flesh in a retaliatory manner, with a natural movement She threw herself into the young man's arms and sat down on her lap, then asked curiously, "How did the... red eyes change? It looks so cool!"

"It's something called colored contact lenses, ah... it will probably become popular in a few years, anyway, it's not important." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice became deeper and deeper, and he stretched out his hands to embrace the little boy's armpits Next, gently lifted the young protagonist, put it back on the ground and stood up.

"Uncle Tsurumaru...what's the matter with you?" Shinji vaguely realized that Tsurumaru Kuninaga was not in the right mood in front of him. He raised his face worriedly, stood up obediently, and swallowed all the naughty words he planned to make. went back.

"Tsuramaruden, they are coming." In the shadows, Fu Xingguang, who also turned into black clothes and red eyes, suddenly stepped out to warn.

"Wow! Brother Fudo?!" Shinji was taken aback again, staring at Yukimitsu Fudo in disbelief.He didn't expect Brother Fudo, who was always drunk and alone, would be sober one day, looking so calm and reliable!No... It doesn't seem right to say that he is calm and reliable, after all he has changed into black clothes and accompanied Uncle Tsurumaru to scare...

The little boy's face was full of confusion, but Tsurumaru Kuninaga had already closed his eyes, and hurriedly said: "Master, don't follow everyone to history. No matter how peaceful and boring the daily patrols will be, don't follow. "

"Huh?" The juvenile god judge was bewildered and puzzled.

"Promise me——because this matter is very important, don't tell others this paragraph, okay? Just treat it as a secret between us. Please, my lord." Tsurumaru Kuninaga tried to reveal again A lighthearted and mischievous smile.He tried his best to keep the atmosphere the same as before, but because of time constraints, Tsurumaru Kuninaga could only finish his confession and quickly leave with Fudo Yukimitsu.

The lights switch back to the left.Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro and his party who had rushed over stood behind the bushes and looked out.The air was silent, no one spoke, they just stared blankly at the familiar little figure in the distance with complicated expressions.

"Yes, the real...my lord." Maeda Toshiro murmured, tears rolling down from his eyes.

"Isn't the experience during this period really a nightmare..." Hachisu He Huche said softly, his expression was also a little dazed, and he suppressed tears in his eyes.This is the young protagonist who has been taken care of by them since childhood, the young protagonist with such a lively expression.How could such a familiar existence turn into a cold corpse and lie in the ground forever, unable to smile at them anymore?

"Now is the nightmare." Mustache replied softly, and there was no smile in the opened golden eyes. He watched there quietly, and there was a trace of sadness in the penetrating and sharp eyes, "Dreams should woke up."

Knee Maru remained silent.

Kiri Kunihiro's voice was trembling, but his face was blank, he covered his heart, and murmured in a low voice, "This is the emotion that can only be experienced by the human body... Is it? When the lord passed away, I didn't feel pain. When the lord was buried, I didn't cry."

"Brother." Yamabuku Kunihiro put a hand on his shoulder without words, not knowing how to comfort him.One of the reasons why everyone was dissatisfied with the fact that Yamabuki Kunihiro was so flat was that he was appointed as a valet.Yamabuku Kunihiro has no way to explain this.

"I have never had a real sense of 'the death of the lord'." Yamabuchi Kunihiro tightened the white sheet he was wearing, and his low tone became struggling and painful.Perhaps it was at that time that they all fought with their backs to the dying lord, and they didn't see the last side.Perhaps it was because the lord's expression at that time was too peaceful and serene, as if he was asleep.Or maybe Yamabuki Kunihiro just didn't want to believe it.

"Until now..." He raised his head slowly, looking at the young god-inspector who was playing with an innocent smile and carefree in the small garden, "I saw the lord laughing, running in the sun, playing alone... "

"It's very vivid, but it's also very unreal, isn't it?" His eyes swept over, as if he understood everything.

"...The grown-up lord who was guarded by us has passed away." Yamabuchi Kunihiro's voice became more and more difficult.He clutched the white sheet on top of his head, staggered and wanted to back away, the expression on his face at this moment was so sad and painful that it was heartbreaking, "Actually, I always knew."

Director Akiyama in the background held his breath and watched the scene anxiously and nervously.

Cry, I almost cried!Can Mr. Kinoshita do it? !

——Foxosuke, who followed a group of people to the stage, has been squatting quietly beside Yamabuchi Kunihiro, not being seen by humans.Only Zhong Ye, who was standing like a wooden stake on the second floor of the stage, cast strange glances here from time to time.Now, the time has finally come for the little fox to see Master Yamabagiri entrusting him.Its expression distorted for a moment, its eyes were still closed, and it gritted its teeth with difficulty and stabbed the knife in a low voice:

"Yambaba Kiri Kunihiro. No matter how you escape, you have failed the trust of the lord. That day, as the captain, you were incompetent on the battlefield, and that was the real reason that killed the judge! You really exist Does it make sense?"

"...?!" The people next to them were all startled, and tried their best to hold back the movement of turning their heads to the side.Although they had been greeted before, they were aware of this scene.But they were still stunned when they heard Fox Nosuke speak so harshly.Is this too hard? ?

Almost at the same time, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro raised his head under the dazzling light, with an unconcealable pain on his face.Broken tears welled up in those blue eyes, and he blamed himself so much that he couldn't breathe.

"...It's all my fault." The young man in white blanket finally admitted, his sad and guilty voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it clearly.

As a sword, he did not break before his master on the battlefield.As the captain, he failed to protect his companions, but returned safely by himself, which was a complete dereliction of duty.As the imitation sword trusted by the lord, Honmaru's valet, he even failed to prove his ability, which eventually led to irreparable consequences...

Tears of self-loathing rolled down Yamabuki Kunihiro's face.

What else could he be proud of?

Mustache: "..."

This plot.Every time I see it, I want to ask Director Suzuki why he uglifies the image of the protagonist.

Standing next to him as the background board, Kemaru couldn't bear to look straight away, and patiently clenched his fists by his side.He didn't think as much as his elder brother thought, and every time he watched it, he could only be angry and seesaw over and over again.

What kind of devil plot is this? !Is it necessary for 'Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro' to come back to his senses and think that what happened to the god judge was all his own responsibility, the pride in his heart was completely crushed, and he had to struggle against his former companions in pain and try to remedy the consequences? …

The author has something to say: This chapter... probably persecutes Fox Nosuke? (There is nothing wrong with Tsurumaru if you are ruthless 23333)

The first update!Woohoo, I overestimated myself, it's too late, I'll try to write more in the next update.

感谢在2021-02-2000:00:01~2021-02-2023:49:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: the cub of the bat family fell into one of Da Da's arms;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Mo Zhi and Feng Ji Yizhai;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of wryi ah haha; score: 02 bottles; 1 bottle of Xiri Zhicheng and Shanhe;

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