Sword Raiders II

"Eh?" The boy Wakizawa who was suddenly called was stunned, his big green eyes unconsciously opened wider, "Me, me?"

He subconsciously looked around for the most familiar figure around him, trying to get a glimpse of the other person's thoughts and opinions from the expression of that person at this time, but soon remembered that he was the only one who came to this secret meeting.

He came alone, not with Mr. Jian.

Seeing this, Zong San slightly twitched the corners of his lips, and said in a slow tone: "Of course, there is no meaning of coercion. It is up to you to decide whether to do it or not. The main purpose of my initiating this secret meeting is just to tell you about these discoveries and to provide some information. Thought suggestion, as for what you want to do in the future, it is up to you to choose. After all, I am not the master, but I am not qualified to order many colleagues."

Not only did Horikawa remain silent, but the other swords and swords on the scene also lowered their heads and pondered.

At this moment, Zong San didn't give them the intention to continue to think quietly, and stood up directly: "Okay, I've finished what I have to say, and it's more serious. I will retire and rest for tomorrow's expedition mission. I'm sorry."

After saying this, he strode away directly.

As soon as he left, the eyes of all the blades in the scene could not help but focus on Horikawa Kunihiro.

"Speaking of which, it's true..." Tsurumaru touched his chin and looked up and down the black-haired boy with appraising eyes, "In the forgotten memory, the lord is indeed very close and trusting to you, Hijikata group she is completely devoted to you and Izumi Mamoru There are two attitudes."

"The boy's body is not aggressive, he looks cute and honest, and his personality is super virtuous. Except for always talking about Mr. Kan, he is a very popular type." Candlestick also commented with a smile, "...No, maybe Just because she doesn't put the lord first in her mouth, she cares more anyway, and occasionally she will fight with Izumi Shou several times to get jealous."

"W-how could it be?" Horikawa subconsciously waved his hand in denial, "I've never thought about it that way, Mr. Kane and I..."

"Both Horikawa and Izumi Shouden belong to the main hall, and Honmaru knows that." Yiqi suddenly spoke at this moment, although his face was smiling, but the eyes that looked at him couldn't hide his sourness and envy. "However, the main hall really likes Horikawa-kun very, very much."

Now it's Tsurumaru's turn to wait for the blade to look at him in surprise. What kind of picture did he see in the memory recovered by Yizheng in the first phase, so that this sword that has already practiced can say such words!

What made them even more suspicious was that Horikawa really didn't refute anymore, but instead lowered his head in a guilty conscience.

California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou'an are a bit shaky, thinking about pulling their trusted companions into the circle, only to find that the other party seems to be in the camp of traitors.

"I still don't believe that you can get what the master likes by talking about others all day long. Yamato Shou'an did the same thing. Why didn't it become like this." Qingguang said sourly.

Then he was hit by his partner: "Probably because I'm not virtuous enough." Although he used an affirmative sentence, the blue-haired boy felt that he was still a little sour.

After all, it is the owner's "very favorite", who wouldn't want it.

Horikawa finally ran away in despair.

In my memory, the master always likes to escape, and he still has this habit. He obviously disapproves of the master's habit of always running away, but now, faced with the stalking and urging of all the blades in the room, the boy still He ran away.

At this time, Horikawa can understand why the master wants to run away at every turn. Although escaping is shameful, it is really useful.

"At least it can delay time."

With a wry smile and a low whisper, the boy strolled back to his dormitory skillfully and lightly in the dark night.

There is a wall between him and Mr. Jian's room. When he came back and passed the door, he could clearly hear Mr. Jian's snoring in deep sleep.

Horikawa didn't turn on the light, just sat down against the wall, listening to the snoring next door, lost in thought.

He was surprised when he received Zongsan's secret meeting invitation at first, and even more surprised that the other party invited him but did not invite Mr. Jian to join him.

Horikawa thought about it, but what the other party said about "the secret hidden by the master" still made him uneasy, so he couldn't help but went anyway, taking advantage of Mr. Kane who didn't know it was asleep.

Ever since everyone in Honmaru recovered their previous memories one after another, the turmoil behind Honmaru has never stopped. The turmoil almost became clear after the lord left for more than a month, even if they simply thought that what they were dreaming was a dream It's not a memory, so Kane-san, who has not changed his attitude towards his master, has also started to change recently.

Mr. Kan still likes the protagonist subconsciously, but he is not delicate and sensitive, so he has not realized it until now.

But soon, under the drastic changes of others around, you should realize it.

Then what should he do?

The boy lowered his head, the memories in his head and the chaotic emotions in his heart were churning.

The lord really likes him very, very much, even now, it is impossible for him to be unhappy as a sword being loved by the master so much, he really wants to respond to this unadulterated love, but...

"Is what I'm going to do next right?" The boy curled up around his knees and muttered, "Although I've always been good at crooked things, but..."

This does not include using it on the lord.

He didn't want to be hated by the lord, but...

"The direction of things has gradually gone to the direction of collapse. The final scene is definitely not what you, me or the master wants to see. But you also know what kind of character she is. It is better to expect her to change than we actively cater to more Efficient. You... She probably doesn't want to see her bruised and bruised again."

Zong San's words resurfaced the pitch-black image that had been suppressed at the bottom of his mind. The appearance of that person being cursed and seriously injured and lying in a pool of blood made the boy's pupils shrink, and his hands hugging his knees tightened suddenly.

Unknowingly, this Honmaru has entered June.

After returning to Honmaru from the present world and resting for two days, Yu Li resumed taking care of everything here.

Going out to battle, collecting spiritual plants, doing housework, painting... etc. None of these tasks are left behind, and he is still a perfect and all-around good lord today.

Then the time flashed and it came to the romantic season full of wisteria flowers.

The little angel Horikawa invited her to enjoy the flowers and help him taste the newly made desserts.

"Winen glutinous rice balls and mung bean cake?"

Under the suspended ceiling like a purple waterfall, in the flower hall where only Ikuri and Horikawa were present, a woman's doubtful voice came.

"Yes, Mr. Kane made a sudden bet with Mr. Otadenori that he would make a more delicious dessert than the other party, so as an assistant, I must help, so I would like to ask you to mention it. After all, Mr. Otadenori Your cooking skills have always been guided by your system, but Mr. Jian and I..."

The black-haired boy sat there on his knees, with a wry smile and apologetic fawning.

In an instant, Yuli realized that Izumi Mamoru, an impatient guy, caused troubles and troubled Horikawa, and he couldn't stand it any longer. He slapped his chest and said, "Okay, I have time now, so let me have a taste."

"Yes!" The little angel agreed happily.

Then Yu Li saw no less than twenty bowls of Jiuniang Yuanzi placed on the long table.

"Is it a little too much?" Horikawa, who had been "serving" with great interest, realized later, showing a look of panic, "I wanted to try a better tasting wine, so I used many types of wine, and I didn't know it. Just...sorry, I'll put them right away..."

"No need, don't run back and forth after you've brought everything." Yu Li stopped him from taking it away again, and smiled tolerantly, "It's a big deal, I only eat one bite from a bowl, and it won't be too much."

Horikawa, who is a small expert in housekeeping, is of course not bad at cooking, but in the eyes of a cook of Yuli's level, it can only be said to be quite satisfactory.

The method of making rice balls in the wine is similar, but as Horikawa himself said, the types of wine have changed a lot.

If this were changed in the present world, Yu Li would put down the spoon and shake his face after eating the fifth bowl, regardless of the status of the cook in front of him, he would scold him bloody first, but because of the hard work, it was the little angel who made these things.

Under the anticipation of the other party's watery and green eyes, Yu Li bit the bullet and tasted the twenty or so bowls of sweet soup in front of him, and racked his brains to express his taste taste and suggestions for improvement in gentle words.

The other party took a special notebook and carefully wrote down her words one by one, and Yu Li felt much better after seeing this.Although many cooks in this world show more respect and attention to her words, but the objects are different, and the feelings are also different.

Just thinking about this, Yu Li suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Oops, I was busy trying to taste it and want to improve suggestions, but I forgot that this thing contains alcohol, and she is going to get drunk again after eating twenty mouthfuls of different kinds of wine!

Knowing that he was about to get drunk, Yu Li got up instinctively, and was about to leave with his feet crooked.

Seeing her crooked footsteps, the young man next to her hurriedly supported her: "I'm sorry, my lord, I forgot that you don't like drinking, but you still served dishes containing alcohol...!"

Yu Li waved her hand: "It's okay, I agreed to it myself, and I want to eat it myself..." She felt that her legs and feet were getting weaker and weaker, "...Go back, go back..."

"I'll help you go back to rest!" The other party immediately followed her words.

Yu Li was very satisfied, unconsciously pointing to the front with the half of his body leaning on him: "Please."

This side is not far from the castle tower. With the support of Horikawa's seemingly slender but actually very strong body, Yuli quickly returned to his bedroom on the second floor.

"I'll make hangover soup for you!" Horikawa helped him to sit down at the low table, and Horikawa was about to get up and leave.

As soon as he lifted one knee, his arm was pulled.

"Little angel, don't go..." The person holding his arm let out a sticky whisper unique to drunk people, "Don't leave me here alone. I'm so drunk, I'm so sick. Don't go to Izumi again, Every day Mr. and Mr. called, this time take care of me first!"

Horikawa was shocked, and no one could clearly see what expression he showed when his back was turned to Yuri.

"Well, of course." The young man slowly took back the steps he left, and sat back down again. When he turned his head again, he had his usual smile again. It's just that drunk people can't see the other emotions in those eyes clearly, so he just used his usual smile. The tone continued, "After all, I made you drunk, so of course I have to stay and take care of you."

"Hey." Yu Li immediately smiled childishly when he heard the words, "It's great, I won against Izumi Shou again."

The author has something to say:

Why can't I think about double opening.Facts have proved that I am not double-opening material.