[Touken Ranbu] Wisteria

#08

Hello everyone, I am Lu Jiang, an incompetent god judge who wants to kill himself now.

"Master, Hotaru seems to be in a bad condition!"

When Hasebe came back with the wounded Hotaru in his arms, I hurriedly took the road that would allow Hotaru to recover in a short time and rushed towards the room. Went in and waited for a while.

However, I was wrong, the damage that Hotaru received was not caused by the ordinary time retrograde army.

"This bone hyperplasia is——!"

Because of fear, the pupils suddenly narrowed.Hotaru was surrounded by a black ominous aura, just like when he was awakened for the first time.

The disgusting foreboding in my heart swelled at this moment.

"What exactly happened?"

Gritting his teeth and mobilizing all his spiritual power to fight against the bony growth creature, he asked Hasebe what happened to them on the way.There was constant sweat on my forehead, Yaoken just silently wiped the sweat for me to prevent me from catching a cold.

--too weird.

The bone hyperplasia this time obviously looks very unstable, and it can't even maintain its shape for a long time.But Hotaru's physical condition continued to deteriorate, as if I was powerless to stop it.

It definitely won't go on like this.

Taking off the haori that was in the way, I simply hugged Hotaru's body to stabilize his restless spiritual power in this way.While doing so affected me a lot, I had no other choice in this situation.

Hasebe turned his face away and didn't answer my question, while Zongsan looked at Hotaru with a serious expression, and explained: "We seem to have met his former god judge."

"What a cruel person."

Giving up a seat to Akashi so that he who rushed over could directly enter the room, Zongzo played with the amulet and did not continue talking.

I also know that now is not the time to be distracted, so I use my eyes to signal Akashi to say something beside me to wake up Hotaru's mind.As long as Hotaru can resist those ominous auras, I can fully purify his body.

"Firefly pill—"

Ming □□yuki anxiously kept calling Hotaru's name repeatedly, and Aizen who was behind him also gritted his teeth and called him.I fought with all my strength against the bone growth, but after a few hours, I lost my strength.

——Spiritual power is exhausted.

In order to have a clean life, I have not taken the initiative to exercise my body for a long time, and the exhaustion of spiritual power at this moment is almost a matter of course.No matter how restless I am right now, there is nothing I can do to stop this horrible thing from happening.

"Lord."

Sozo handed the amulet to Saya and asked him to put the amulet on Hotaru's forehead.After hesitating for a while, he told me a weird way to get rid of these bone hyperplasia.

"His original master seems to have purified the sword by devouring those bones."

"If you have this method, tell me earlier, Zongsan!"

I didn't have any free time to think about the consequences of such a tone of reproach. I turned my little spiritual power into a big mouth, and gradually devoured those bones.But soon, I discovered the reason why Zongsan hesitated to talk about it.

"I'm hungry."

After swallowing all the white bones into the mouth transformed by spiritual power, I covered my stomach and rolled back and forth on the ground.Under Hasebe's eyes, Akashi and Aizen rushed to the hot spring with Yingwan in their arms, the water there could purify the remaining dark breath.

Hotaru is no longer a problem.

Finally letting go of my hanging heart, I covered my stomach with my hands and curled up into a ball.The bone hyperplasia just now was like a pin, and I felt addicted even though I only tried it once.Putting the recovered amulet on my body, Zongsan sighed and retreated to the door of the room.

"That god judge devoured a lot of swords on the battlefield."

In just a moment, I understood why Hotaru was possessed by bones again.It turned out that what the master did probably reminded him of those bad memories that had been sealed away in the corner.

He is afraid.

Fear that everything now is just an illusion, a dream world conceived by him, a beautiful Honmaru that does not really exist.When he opened his eyes again, the dream would wake up, and he was still in the Honmaru that he longed to escape from.

But after this incident, I believe he can clearly realize that he is living in reality.

The pain in my abdomen became more and more severe, and my consciousness gradually became blurred.I could vaguely hear Tsurumaru's shouting as he hurried back, and Hikiri's uneasy voice asking what happened.

——This is my Honmaru.

It wasn't until this moment that I finally realized that all the feelings of worrying about gains and losses and anxiety all the time were just excuses for my timidity.What happened once made me dare not trust others, and I was always blindly testing the bottom line of others.

— they will be angry.

—then they would push me aside and abandon me.

I clearly know in my heart that all this is just my delusion, but I am still unwilling to admit it.Such a pretentious self, such a timid self is simply disgusting when I recall it now.

"You'll be fine, we trust you."

His soft and waxy voice seemed to be a few meters away from me, but all he could see with his blurred vision was his eyes full of encouragement.

"My lord, if you don't return the amulet, I will be angry."

My eyes were covered by Sosan's slightly cool hand, and in a trance, I remembered the thing that Hotaru told me before going out to the battle that he would hug me and sleep with me tonight.

——You can't lose to this low-level inferior creature, Lu Jiang.

——Anyway, you were once a well-known shrine maiden.

My back was almost soaked in cold sweat, and I cheered myself up in my heart.

How could the Honmaru that I have finally established be taken over by others so easily?

The place of shelter I found with great difficulty must not be taken away by others.

"Please grab your mustache-cut clothes, and I will relieve your abdominal pain."

Following Tsurumaru's words, I managed to hold on to Hikiri's clothes.The next moment, the abdomen was gently rubbed by a pair of warm hands.

——It’s so hungry, it smells so good.

The fusangshen gathered around me were like candlesticks cutting carefully prepared meals for me. Just the smell has an extremely attractive fragrance, which makes people salivate.

This is probably the unforgivable thing that Hotaru's judge did.

The abdominal pain and inexplicable emptiness gradually eased, and I breathed a sigh of relief and put my hands on Tsurumaru's.If my guess is correct, I should be sleeping on Higakiri's lap right now, and Tsurumaru——

He's probably hurting himself.

Of course I, who often sleep with my sword boy in my arms, know the slight difference in their body temperature in four seasons.The coldest winter has long passed, and it is absolutely impossible for Tsurumaru's hands to reach such a temperature.

But in this situation, I can't accuse him of anything... If he hadn't immediately asked me to take my hand away, I might have been injured all over by myself.

And Higiri.

If it wasn't for him, I think I'd probably bang my head on the floor to counteract that subtle hunger.It is really a disadvantage for a person with a weak will like me to encounter this kind of thing.

"Since you have no problem, I'll leave." While healing Tsurumaru's hands with a bit of recovered spiritual energy, Higakiri suddenly whispered in my ear, "After all, jealousy turns people into ghosts. "

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about this little injury, Yaoyan and I can go and get it done."

Tsurumaru pulled his hand away and yawned and left the room as Hikiri threw me straight to the floor.I opened my eyes and stared at the wooden ceiling, not quite understanding them.

——Just leave like this?

"My lord, remember to give me back the same amulet." Zongsan's face suddenly appeared in my line of sight. His different-colored pupils and micro-mirrors, combined with the tiny curvature of the corners of his mouth, gave off a terrifying sense of terror, "This It's useless."

Picking up the amulet with one hand, he shook it and threw it in my face.

"It's time to practice with Brother Jiang Xue."

"Zong San—"

Ignoring me, Zongsan quickly left the room and closed the door.The others all left at some point, and I was the only one who entered the room with Nuo Da's hand.

These people are really angry.

Using all my strength to support myself to sit up, I stared blankly at the door.

The water beside him that still kept a little temperature silently explained the reason why Tsurumaru's hands could keep warm just now.It is estimated that they brought the water directly to the boil.

For such a me, can I do such a thing that hurts my health?

Laughing softly, tears welled up uncontrollably.It's been a long time since that happened, this feeling of being loved.

Mingming often teaches me a lesson, these fusangshen.

Kind of bad.

If I don't adjust it properly, I——

Will do something bad.

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