It's Auntie Benmaru!

#29

In the deep blue sky hangs a bright moon like a disc, except for the sound of gurgling water from the distant pond, the surroundings are as quiet as a virgin.

After awakening Imaken, all the swords and swords of Honmaru gathered in the main hall to celebrate. Tianqing, who used to live in the secluded courtyard of Shiratori's house, didn't go with her before she fully integrated into the atmosphere of the big family.

She pulled Onikiri's sleeve to force him to sit down in front of her dormitory door, and then moved out a medical box exclusively for her from the room.

This box was brought by Yaoken a few days ago—although Honmaru has a well-equipped hand room, there are usually too many swords in it. If Tianqing is injured, it is not convenient to deal with it together in the hand room. As a big Living people don't need the talisman paper for repairing the blade, so Yao Yan carefully sorted out some supplies and moved them to her room.

——Although an extra hand box is prepared for you, the general, it does not mean that you can be injured.

——Even if you are injured, don’t bandage it alone, you have to call me here and take care of it for you.

The black-haired and purple-eyed boy in military uniform said with one hand on his hip, his clean eyes seemed to see through Tianqing's character of not wanting to bother others.

At that time, Tianqing hadn't immediately agreed to Yaoyan's request, that black-haired Fu Sangshen approached her step by step, staring at her seriously, under the pressure, she had no choice but to agree.

It's just that she didn't expect that before she had used the box, she would turn around and use it on Onikiri.

She opened the lid of the box and grabbed Onikiri's hand. On the male palm that was obviously much wider than hers, the upper part of the palm was almost full of calluses caused by holding the sword too hard, and some were thick. New calluses grew on his hands, so if you look closely, Onikiri's hands are far from beautiful.

No matter how slender his fingers are and no matter how well-defined his joints are, he still uses his body into this "ragged" appearance.

Although she said that she would bandage his wound, she didn't know what to do when she saw this horrible scene, so she read angrily: "Don't you know it hurts? These blisters were directly worn by you, Even thick calluses can be ground to bleed by you..."

"I can't feel it." Onikiri's voice was low, and Tianqing flipped his palm left and right, he didn't even frown: "I'm used to it."

"Who is used to pain?!" Tianqing let go of Onikiri's hand, and stared at Onikiri with an expression of "you're unreasonable".

But Onikiri remained indifferent: "As a samurai, this small injury is just part of training."

"This is nonsense..."

Tianqing sighed, after thinking for a while, she took out the ointment to help the wound heal, applied it little by little on the hard and prickly calluses on his palm, and then covered his hand with a thin layer of ointment during the recovery process. layer protection technique.

Onikiri watched the faint blue light quietly seep into his palm, and in contrast to the seemingly cold color, was the warm temperature of the technique like the sun.

After taking care of both his left and right hands, Tianqing took out a bandage to wrap a thick layer on the palm of his hand that often rubbed against the handle of the knife.

Onikiri felt that if one were to talk about bandaging skills, Tianqing's technique was actually not good—it could be seen that she hadn't touched these utensils much before, so she had to put on a stupid face and dignify every time she turned around with the bandage thinking.

Obviously her actions seemed like a waste of time, but he didn't stop her, until she carefully tied a small knot on the back of his hand, and he blinked his eyes to seriously study the result of her dressing.

After a long time, Onikiri finally spoke in a suspicious tone: "...Are you serious?"

Where did his nimble hands go?Now his left and right hands, not to mention holding a knife, are barely able to make fists.

Tianqing's face turned red when she heard the words, only to realize that Onikiri's fingers could not even be bent, so she said a little angrily: "This is not the first time I did a bad job! Don't complain so much, I'll pack it again and it'll be fine."

"No, I can do it myself."

"you shut up!"

In desperation, Tianqing actually used a domineering spirit speech technique, and Onikiri's mouth closed automatically.

Afterwards, I could only watch the little girl remove the layers of bandages with a serious face, and then experimented on his hands for the second and third times...until the satisfactory results came out.

"Try it quickly." She smiled and pushed Onikiri's hand back, letting him move his fingers to try it out.

Onikiri hooked his index finger indifferently.

"How does it feel?"

Tianqing felt that the finished product this time was quite perfect, but found that Onikiri's thin lips were still pursed—only then did she remember that she had just given an order to stop talking when she was so angry, and then touched the back of her head in embarrassment: "Haha Sorry, you can talk now."

Onikiri finally opened his mouth, and said helplessly, "It's okay."

Anything is fine, as long as it is not continuing this bandaging game.

She was also aware of the low air pressure that Onikiri gave off, so she could only apologize repeatedly: "I will pay more attention next time, who made you so rude."

Ghosts ignore her.

On the contrary, Tianqing moved his attention away from Onikiri's hand, and began to look curiously at Onikiri's original appearance after he left the "awakening state".

His dark blue long hair was scattered behind his head, and he was wearing a dark blue and purple men's safari, which made him look heroic, but the layers of bandages wrapped in the open chest still made her feel worried.

"Sure enough, Onikiri has a lot of wounds... Is it because the training that Koyuki gave you was too harsh?"

"……what?"

"When Xiaoxue came back two days ago, she didn't have any injuries at all, so I ignored you... That's right, after all, Xiaoxue looks young, but she is still my first shikigami, very reliable..."

Tianqing supported her cheeks, the face full of "I'm sorry my family's shikigami is too strong" made Onikiri let out a very ugly cry, and then said angrily: "How is it possible?! Most of the shikigami here are Old wounds, how could Snow Boy leave me with so many wounds?"

After awakening, Onikiri, who uttered a long and stinky sentence, stunned Tianqing, and realized that the bottom line of the monster in front of him probably lies in "being said not to be strong", so she said lovingly: "I know, don't say no It's alright, you are the strongest."

"Cut you!"

"Oh, I'm not afraid of you!"

"..."

Onikiri gritted his teeth, he was so angry that he almost left in front of Tianqing and ran back to the back mountain.

But just as he took his steps, Tianqing called to stop him: "... Onikiri."

"...What are you doing again?" He frowned fiercely and looked back—although his expression was very fierce, he still turned his head honestly.

Tianqing resisted the urge to tease Onikiri's almost invisible backbone, and smiled at him: "Even if you don't want people to see your wounds, you can go to Honmaru's hands and go into the room to find something to deal with." , I'm not your master, I can't replenish your spiritual power like helping Xiaoxue all the time, your wounds won't heal quickly."

Onikiri calmed down with her earnest words, and the dissatisfaction that was about to erupt just now was appeased a bit. Onikiri looked back at the black-haired girl sitting on the corridor kicking her legs, and responded sullenly: "I don't plan to use the equipment here. any facility."

"Why?" Tianqing looked at the slender figure and blinked her eyes: "Do you not want to get along with everyone?"

"...I can't get used to it."

Can't get used to this?Tianqing smiled helplessly: "Then what if I let Rihefang treat you? You can't wait for these wounds to heal naturally. Although Benwan has plenty of spiritual power, it hasn't reached that level."

"……unnecessary."

"Then let me come to the head office."

Tianqing sighed, Guiqie's eyes froze for a moment when he heard the words, and he noticed that he had been pulled back to the side of the corridor by the girl who was two heads shorter than him, and sat back in the same position as before.

The night wind blew past, gently blowing the hair that was scattered behind his head, the girl knelt up in the corridor, looked down at the bandages on Onikiri's body, and then put her hands on his shoulders.

Most of the onmyoji have mastered the spiritual art that increases the power of their own shikigami. Although they cannot directly use the healing art like other monsters such as Riyorbo, the onmyoji must restore the wounds on the monster. In theory is still feasible.

Onikiri also thought that Tianqing planned to follow this principle to speed up the healing of his wound, but after Tianqing's hand covered it, what he felt was a real healing technique.

And it wasn't Tianqing's feeling of spiritual power in the human face tree, some power that Onikiri was particularly familiar with was mixed in it.

That power brushed over the surface of his skin like a spring breeze, and some of it miraculously poured into his body, like an electric current flowing through his body along with his blood, but it was not irritating at all, but soft like a spring day.

Although the wounds were covered by clothes, he could still feel that many injuries on his body were disappearing, and while the pain was relieved, the accumulated fatigue was also swept away.

This cannot be achieved with the power of yin and yang, it must be a healing technique.

Definitely witchcraft.

Onikiri looked at Tianqing in surprise: "This is not onmyoji, it's a demon..."

"There is also Yin Yang art. I try to mix the two together, so as to purify the miasma accumulated in your body as much as possible."

"so you……"

"Didn't you see it when you were inside the Human Face Tree? I'm not an ordinary human...but a half-demon."

Tianqing knelt in front of Onikiri, when she said this under the moonlight, her tone was very light, as if it was just an innocuous matter to her.

"How could it be a human being with that red-striped appearance and demon red eyes?"

She pretended to be talking relaxedly, but her gaze was not on Onikiri, but on her own hands.

Although the tone sounds relaxed, Onikiri, as a youkai from the era of symbiosis between humans and monsters, has lived in a strict yin and yang family for a long time, so he naturally knows that in the old-fashioned yin and yang family, an existence like Tianqing is taboo.

Onikiri looked at Tianqing with a little more inquisitive eyes, and Tenqing let Onikiri look at him like this, as if she understood his question, she subconsciously and cautiously withdrew her hand.

Just like when she saw her servants or other family onmyojis looking at her with rejection, she carefully hid herself.

Obviously, in front of Onikiri who is a youkai, these things shouldn't be that important—it's just that anyone's questioning eyes are still difficult for Tianqing to get used to.

She thought about it, and even shifted Onikiri's gaze uncomfortably, buried her head and put away all the used handicrafts, and said lightly.

"However, let's talk about this topic later. It's late now, and I should rest."

The small figure entered the dimly lit room, and closed the wooden sliding door with a snap.

Let Onikiri be the only one left in the quiet courtyard.

As the night grew darker, Onikiri got up in a position that had long since lost its temperature.

His eyes fell on the closed door of Tianqing's bedroom, and her lonely eyes just now flashed in his mind.

After a long time, he took off his wooden clogs, opened the door carefully, and leaned in.

"……Hey."

#30

The wooden door was pulled open at an unhurried speed, and the soft moonlight scrambled to leak into the house from the courtyard.

"Hey, are you already asleep?"

Onikiri's slender figure stood in front of the crack of the door, and his long shadow covered the quilt in the center of the bedroom.

The girl's even breathing came, and the small figure shrank into the shape of a shrimp towards the wall, leaving only a black head and two hands exposed outside the quilt.

Unexpectedly, she was already asleep.

Onikiri put his hand on the door frame, looked at her with half-lidded eyes for a moment, then adjusted his breathing... walked inside in a strange way.

This might be a rare occurrence for Onikiri to randomly walk into someone's room.

In his memory, the room of the former master Watanabe Tsuna was always filled with an inexplicable woody incense, and the incense burner that was regularly lit by the servants to replace the inner core would also emit faint white smoke. The smell sometimes It will stain Watanabe Tsuna's clothing.

... was also accidentally imprinted in his memory.

It made him feel that there must be some strong smell in the room.

But Tianqing's room overturned his body memory.

In this well-sized dormitory, the most obvious smell was only the smell of tatami mats. She had the delicate and delicate face of a noble lady, and there was not much smell of powder and perfume in the room.

Guiqie, who was only wearing white socks, walked to Tianqing's side with unhurried steps, and then squatted down neatly. Except for the unavoidable rustling of the clothes, he kept his movements very light.

"...I actually fell asleep."

He leaned close to her, his dark blue long hair draped over his shoulders, and some fell on Tianqing's cheeks.

Looking at that childish and defenseless sleeping face, Onikiri's mood also became a little inexplicable.

Just now, he noticed that when the "half demon" was mentioned, her expression was a little strange.He didn't know Tianqing's past, or how much trouble and scars this identity had caused her, but he had an intuition that she didn't want to mention the topic just now.

This made Guiqie feel somewhat guilty.

It's just that he missed the moment to apologize.

"..." He sighed with a helpless expression on his face.

After all, he had never gotten along with such a little girl before, and any situation was new to him now.

Guiqie sat beside Tianqing helplessly, since he would have entered if he didn't, he simply looked at her room.

This is really a girl's room that doesn't fit Onikiri's fantasy - there is no kimono with complicated patterns, no cosmetics on the table, and the room is not decorated so cutely. On the few furniture in the room, put All are sundries.

Some look like boats made of bamboo leaves given by others, some are placed in vases, and some wild flowers are in the main pill. Other visible things are knife accounts and battle record documents filled with human characters.

In Tsuna Watanabe's room, there used to be many of his personal collections, such as incense burners, various exquisite small wooden boxes made of sandalwood, and elegant feather weaves and ukiyo-e paintings that were custom-made by someone. screen.

Even for the youngest child born in the Watanabe family, the room is well-maintained, with many toys, beautiful clothes and shoes, and gifts from others.

As for Tianqing's room, it looks very simple, except for the work content of the spiritual examiner and the utensils of the onmyoji, there is nothing else.

I don't know if she actually... Has there ever been a longing in her heart, hoping that the room will be filled with things she likes?

Onikiri turned his gaze back to Tianqing, and suddenly noticed something within his vision.

……what?

Onikiri, who was sitting by the pillow, suddenly noticed Tianqing's hands lying on the pillow, on those fair-skinned little hands, there were traces of burns and blisters, and the inconspicuous scratches were hidden on the fingertips. In the meantime, Onikiri remembered that when he saw her in the corridor just now, she was staring at his hand.

He remembered that she came out of the knife forging room. After seven consecutive days of forging knives, even the most skilled knifesmith would feel tired and her hands were sore, not to mention that she was only a young lady.

Guiqie thought calmly for a few seconds, then turned around and put the hand she put on the desk into the box, found out the ointment and bandages she had used just now, picked up her hand, and began to handle it carefully.

"Ugh..."

In her sleep, Tianqing purred in a daze like a cat. It seemed that the feeling of Onikit giving her medicine was too strange, and her hands retracted subconsciously.

But Onikiri still persisted in grabbing her wrist, and when his slender fingers were not holding the knife, he carefully applied the medicine for her.

He quickly bandaged her hands with a skill that Tianqing could not match.

"...Hmm." The girl turned over and lay flat on the bed after he had bandaged her up. Her long black hair was scattered on the tatami, and her sleeping position seemed more casual than before.

She doesn't sleep well.

——Onikiri commented like this, but inexplicably focused on looking at the cold and defenseless sleeping face. After a long time, he curiously raised his hand to pinch her face with a bit of baby fat, and then gradually lowered his big hand , resting on her slender throat in a grasping gesture.

After all, he is also Genji's most dangerous monster—although he has been tamed by the Watanabe family, he is not a shikigami bound by her contract. Is it really okay for her to be so defenseless?

If he strangled her throat at this moment, wouldn't she find out?

Onikiri's face was calm and unwavering, but this idea suddenly flashed in his mind - he didn't mean to have any malice towards Tianqing, just curious.

Curious about this girl, will she really not be wary of him?

Onikiri moved his hand down expressionlessly with his eyes half downcast, but the bandaged hand hadn't actually touched the girl's throat, and his whole body was immobilized as if he had been cast with a holding spell!

At the same time, he saw some black shadows like big snakes climbing up his arms and neck under the moonlit night...

[Don't think about it, little devil. ]

A male voice seemed to come from all directions. Even though the speaker's face could not be seen, Onikiri seemed to see the cynical and indifferent expression of the other party.

It seemed that as long as the other party thought, those little snakes would tear his body into pieces in an instant.

In this desolate atmosphere, Onikiri frowned, then closed his eyes and replied: "No, I just want to confirm if she is really that stupid."

After all, he retracted his arm, and a soft laughter came out again, which gradually disappeared in the room together with the rustling sounds of snakes.

[There will be another time, I will tear you up. ]

Onikiri ignored it, and after feeling the shady breath disappear, he lowered his head and adjusted the clothes wrinkled by the snake, looked thoughtfully at Tianqing, who knew nothing, and finally got up and left slowly.

... Even Yamata no Orochi chooses to protect this girl?

Around her, there are really strange things.

The morning sun seeps into the house along with the sound of birds chirping.

Tianqing woke up on the bed, and was surprised to find that her hands were properly bandaged—the sudden pain from those wounds also became quite mild.

Has the drug research team been here?Or was it Yamabuchi who sneaked in to treat her wound?

"I can't wrap myself up so nicely..."

She looked at her hands in confusion, arranged her messy long hair casually, dragged a baggy pajamas and opened the door, and then... noticed the ghost kneeling motionlessly beside her door like a boulder cut.

"Ah, by the way, he's changed back to his original form... So in the daytime, he looks like this..."

Tianqing approached the shikigami with hands and feet, and when he fell asleep, the ghost hand that always accompanied Onikiri and seemed to have life was also lying on the ground like a big sleeping dog. He spread his hands defensively.

She bent down to look at Onikiri's face which was exposed to the morning sun. On his clean and fair face, he had a straight nose, lips pursed into the most beautiful straight line, and two slightly curled eyelash fans on his closed eyelids. The sun shone on his eyelids like snow, casting inverted triangles of light and shadow on the eye sockets.

She never expected that someone would fall asleep in such an upright sitting posture, with his hands neatly placed on his knees, and the samurai he was wearing was immaculate. If it wasn't for the slight breathing sound coming from his side, she would have thought that Onikiri in front of her was just a statue. Very nice warrior statue.

Speaking of which, this guy looks so harmless when he's asleep.

Like a child, she actually saw the shadow of that little ghost.

Tianqing squatted beside Onikiri, holding her knees and tilting her head, staring at him curiously until...

Onikiri suddenly opened his eyes as if sensing something, and met her with a lazy and sleepy gaze.

That extraordinarily quiet and uncomplaining look caught her squarely, and the somewhat sexy look made Tianqing's heartbeat stop for no reason, and her cheeks quickly turned red.

"I didn't peek at you, I just wanted to ask why you slept here..."

Here she waved her hands to explain, but Onikiri, as if she couldn't hear her question, just stretched out her hand in a daze, approached her face... and grabbed her hand again.

His palms were cold, but she felt a little hot in her chest.

Then, without warning, he took off the bandages wrapped around her hands and observed carefully.

Then he said in a voice that seemed to contain sand: "...it looks much better."

Feeling the cool temperature of Onikiri's fingertips, Tianqing suddenly noticed something: "...Did you bandage this for me?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"nothing……"

She was just a little surprised.

Tianqing knelt in front of Onikiri, watching him examine her hands inexplicably and seriously, her chest was slightly warm, and even her cheeks were quietly turning red.

I don't know why, but when she is contacted by other people, she will rush back. It's just that the other party is Onikiri, maybe because the other party is him, she can't refuse.

She knew that he was the one who didn't get in touch with others easily, so every time he made a bold "overstep", she could only let him approach like an honest child.

And he has also seen her desperately hiding.

"Your hands are so small."

During his inspection, a helpless word came from the top of his head, his hot breath rushed to her palm, and for some reason, the heat spread to her cheek again.

"Because I haven't changed back to my original shape, I must have grown up all of a sudden."

"...the hand is small, and the tendon is not soft at all, so it is easy to get injured."

"……what do you mean."

"Nothing." Onikiri was still reticent as usual, he rubbed the tendons of her wrist with his fingertips: "It's just that these hands should not be used for fighting."

His flat tone was as dull as usual, but because his hands were clasped, it added some warmth to the sentence for no reason.

Soften her heart.

#31

The quiet morning was quickly broken by the sound of footsteps coming from the end of the corridor.

Tianqing recognized the rustling voice and footsteps, and thought it was Yamabuki who was coming, she immediately withdrew her hands as if seeing a ghost, and drove away Onikiri in front of her with a blushing face: "Hurry up and hide!"

"...What?" Guiqie didn't understand why he had to run away all of a sudden.

"Don't ask, you go back to the back mountain to practice!" Tianqing drove Onikiri away with a red face, and then kicked all the bandages scattered in the corridor back into the room.

At this time, Yamabukiri had just reached the last corner, seeing that Tianqing had woken up, he said strangely, "You've already woken up."

"Yes, yes..." She immediately put her injured hands behind her back, and said in a panic, "I will wash myself, Mr. Yamabagiri, let Mr. Candlekiri prepare breakfast for everyone."

Yamabachi saw that Tianqing's face was much redder than usual, and bent down to look at her worriedly: "Your face is very red, are you okay?"

"...it's okay!" Tianqing hurriedly waved her hand in denial. For some reason, she felt even more guilty when Shanba cut her seriously and said that she "faced very red".

Is it really red?Then she just kept talking to Onikiri with this face?

What a shame!

After receiving the washbasin from Yamabukiri, Tianqing quickly cleaned herself up and returned to the main hall.

There are still some traces of last night's hilarity everywhere in the main hall, such as the faraway Hasebe who has just been carried to the courtyard to hide, the hangover Yan Rong, Jiro Tachi, Japan, and Fudo Yukimitsu, for example, that is Sending the drunkard away is also the smell of alcohol that cannot be concealed.

Looks really happy...

"Owner!"

Just when Tianqing was about to taste the delicate dishes prepared by candlesticks, a lively voice came from her dining table——

"Today's Sword Lord?"

"Yeah, what are we going to do today~ Yan Rong and the others drank a lot of wine yesterday, they may not be able to get up today."

Jinjian smiled and accompanied Tianqing, talking about many trivial topics incessantly, and that innocent smiling face made Tianqing a little dazed.

It seems to react differently from all other swords in Honmaru.

This is because……

Ah, because for Jinjian, she is currently his first master.

Therefore, there is no temptation, no respect and caution in the eyes, only straightforward intimacy.

Tianqing smiled helplessly, raised her hand and touched Jinjian's head: "It's time for breakfast, right? You eat with everyone first, and then we will work together."

"What kind of job is it? Is it going out?"

"Well... I have a rather special job today, except for the expedition team, I probably won't be able to arrange it."

Tianqing answered with her head tilted, and the sword below raised her head when she heard it. Is there a special job?What is it...

……

After all it is labor.

After the breakfast time was over, Tianqing rolled up her sleeves, led the swordsmen to the next door of the space-time shuttle device, and set the right time - after the bright light appeared, many poultry clucked and clucked It fell from the sky.

Although most of them were locked in cages, there were accidents during the transportation. Several ducks flew out with fluttering wings, and Kuritaguchi's short knives caught them back with the incredible mobility of their short legs.

"Master, the special job you mentioned is..."

"It's Hata who takes care of the animals!" Tianqing folded her hands and replied solemnly: "Didn't we agree before that we must buy animals if we become rich?"

While talking, she grabbed a hen in front of Yaki Hasebe, but the grasping technique was too jerky, and the hen soon struggled in Tianqing's arms. I couldn't control it for a while, and it was Tong Tianguan who was next to me who helped take her away to save her.

Then, she tried to pick up the hoe, fertilizer, large bags of seeds and various animal feeds beside her...

It's just that she is small now, and she is also a young lady who has never suffered hardships, so she looks clumsy when she picks up any farm tools, and just follows the cooking bowl and bites the bullet.

So all the things she picked up were inexplicably snatched back by other swords.

Tianqing had no choice but to blink her eyes: "Ah, I didn't expect everyone to be so active...and they all look good when they pick up the farm tools."

California Qingguang: "No... how should I put it, you can't let the master do such a rough thing."

Baoding Toshiro: "Yes! Master, just let us learn what you are not good at!"

After hearing this, Tianqing realized that they had spotted her mess just now, and immediately put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction: "Is there anything I'm not good at... I just can't learn it! I will learn it sooner or later, don't you all Did you bite the bullet?!"

All Swords: He actually admitted that he had to bite the bullet.

Pressed and cut Hasebe: Such a master is also very cute...

Tianqing: Q mouth Q! ! ! ! !

Under the inexplicable and loving eyes of the swordsmen, Tianqing could not be assigned any work in the end. On the contrary, the sober two of the three Japanese gunmen among them had already started to discuss ways to improve the animal house—not only that, but generally sword fighting He began to plow the land with a tolerant face.

Tianqing: There is a feeling of being cared for.

Tianqing: I'm so angry.

The farming plan that had been conceived in my mind for a week was started independently by the swordsmen, and her status was reduced from a god judge to a small farm worker. In the end, she could only clap her hands to summon the shikigami and move bricks with her .

"If I lift up that whole bag of fertilizer in one go, will everyone look at me differently..."

Perhaps because of the deep humiliation she endured just now, Tianqing suddenly developed a dagger thinking.

It was just that she had just walked over to touch the little paw to the bag of fertilizer, when a figure suddenly descended from the sky and landed beside her.

It's still the purple-blue warrior figure, and the iconic giant ghost hand almost has a sense of existence than me.

It was only then that Tianqing remembered Onikiri who had been driven to the back mountain by her spells this morning, that slender and handsome figure appeared under the shade of a tree, and her dissatisfaction with Tianqing seemed to be written all over her stern face.

She also noticed it, but she still didn't take it seriously: "...you are back."

"????"

"Since you're here, let's work with everyone."

"I don't want it." Unexpectedly, this girl could not even apologize, so she raised her chin slightly: "I'll go back to the back mountain to practice."

"You are too stingy." Tian Qing nodded her head silently, thinking that since ghosts would not obey her, she would not force her, so she simply turned around and continued to hug those heavy fertilizers.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a male voice with a voice as deep as Onikiri came from behind Tianqing: "Hahaha, since he is unwilling to help, let me help."

When Tianqing turned her head, she saw the blue-haired and blue-eyed Sankai Yuezongjin who was wearing simple Hatadang equipment.

Although the clothes are not gorgeous now, it is true that Honmaru is responsible for his beauty, and the way he smiles is still enough to make people dazzle.

As soon as Sanriyue's voice came out, Gui Qie, who was planning to leave to play with his temper, stopped inexplicably. His face darkened, and he turned around to meet Sanriyue Zongjin's eyes.

"I don't need your help."

"Hahaha, but I just want to help the master."

"..."

Onikiri looked at Sankayue's bright smile, but his mood was not warmed by Sankayue at all. On the contrary, he raised his finger irritably, and then controlled the ghost's hand to put all the fertilizer beside Tianqing on the edge of the field.

What Mikazuki and Tianqing were going to do next, Onikiri would finish first - after that, Tianqing didn't touch it at all, and squatted in the distance to watch how Mikazuki's work was completely taken away by Onikiri.

Seeing this, even Yiqi Yixing, who is always indifferent to the world, couldn't help but say: "Onikiri really likes to compete with Mikazuki."

Xiao Ye: "It should be both parties."

Yamato Mori: "And the voice is very similar."

Shinano: "Do you feel it too! I feel it too!"

Mikazuki and Onikiri: "What/ha?!"

All Swords: "It's a duet!"

Tianqing trembled: "...Are you all devils?"

After the inexplicable labor, Honmaru's Hatato fan days came to an end soon.

In the evening, because most of the swords were tired and paralyzed, the work of making dinner fell to Xiaodao and Tianqing who didn't do much heavy work at noon.

It's still the same, because Tianqing is an idiot in housework, so she can only be responsible for the supervision part.

Candlestick cut: "Master, are you going to help out together?"

Tianqing: "Yes! I still know how to knead rice balls and serve rice! And put it on the plate!"

Candlestick Ciaiqie: "Then I have to entrust you, Master."

Tianqing: "...?"

Tianqing felt a little angry, but decided to pretend that she couldn't see Candlestick's tolerant eyes.

So she clapped her hands like a duckling and followed Candekiri, and entered Honmaru's kitchen with Imai and Akita.

The cooking process of candlestick cutting is really beyond the reach of ordinary people, as if a complete recipe is built in his head, and he handles all the steps of cooking clearly, so Tianqing and Jinjian stood in the distance After watching, he quickly decided not to bother, and decided to fetch water for the candlestick with Jin Jian.

As for Jinjian, seeing that he could finally be alone with Tianqing, he carefully pulled the corner of Tianqing's clothes.

"……Owner."

"what happened?"

Tianqing turned her head and looked into Jinjian's pair of clear eyes. Looking at it like this, it seemed that there was something more than the innocent eyes in the morning.

...the melancholy that shouldn't appear on his face.

The expression on Tianqing's face became serious: "What's the matter, Lord Jianjian?"

Jinjian looked at Tianqing, and suddenly became submissive, as if he had been brewing for a long time before he could say what he said from the bottom of his heart.

"...Master, I heard from Yanrong and the others that this is the second time I have come to Honmaru."

Looking at Jinjian under the setting sun, Tianqing's heart skipped a beat, and she nodded again: "...Yes."

She didn't expect Jinjian to bring up this topic by himself. She thought that the dark fall and broken swords were taboos in the eyes of most swordsmen in Honmaru.

She didn't speak for a while, but it was Jinjian who opened up the topic, and immediately continued the conversation himself, with a hasty tone.

"Master, is it really a good thing to have no memory?