Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

"This newcomer," Chisato Horiguchi stood in front of the crowd 10 minutes later, motioning them to look at the newcomer Fusangshin, "Yamabukiri Kunihiro."

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, who stubbornly wanted to wear a layer of tattered white cloth, half of his face was covered under the shadow of the hood, only a few strands of blond hair were exposed on the front of his forehead, and his clothes were torn. The hole also made him look a bit shabby in this outfit.But the so-called appearance will not be hindered by the clothes, and the clothes put on Yamabuchi Kunihiro's body can't hide his handsome appearance.

But he obviously doesn't want to be thought of as such.

Bathed in undisguised scrutiny, Yamabuchi pulled the cloth down uncomfortably.

"...Please take care of me."

——Yamabashiri.

When hearing this name, several of the original Marutuki Sangshin exchanged a tacit look.

According to legend, Horikawa Kunihiro made a copy of the spiritual sword "Yamabagiri", but it also has the title of "Kunikiro No. 1 work".And the undergraduate "Yamabukiri" is a sword that has been rumored to have killed monsters like Yamabashi.so--

"Qingguang, Luan, Tsurumaru, come with me for a while." While they were thinking about it, Qianli suddenly said, "Hasebe, you are responsible for leading him around."

"general!"

Goto immediately raised his hand and asked, "Can we go together?"

Chisato Horiguchi was taken aback, realizing that he was asking if he could go to show the new couple together.

"Well, yes." She said, "But you have other things to do, just don't delay too long."

"it is good!"

The three Fusangshen whose names she called out followed.California Kiyomitsu calmly inserted into the space between the judge and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and the latter was not annoyed when he noticed his obvious intention of guarding against him, and still walked aside with a smile.

He could feel that in this Honmaru, every fusangshin except him and the newcomer Yamabuki Kirihiro—including Kobo, who still called him "Mr. He is quite afraid of him staying in the Honmaru for unknown purposes.

The judge who allowed him to stay here temporarily didn't care about her own safety at all, and the Fusangshen were on the contrary guarding against it.

——This kind of relationship, in the eyes of Tsurumaru now, is a little... a little boring.

They stopped in front of Awataguchi's room, and Ranto Shiro went in and took out the doll.As he said, the dirt left by the mud on the doll's body has been cleaned up very cleanly. Chisato Horiguchi looked at it for a moment, and indeed she could only feel weak spiritual power from it, which verified her guess from the side.She bent down and lowered the puppet so that it stood upright on the ground.

"The first time the doll appeared was a few days after I came to this Honmaru." She expressed her conjecture, "Hasebe proved that this doll is something that existed when the predecessor was still there, If so, the reason why it started to move at that time..."

"Isn't it better to use the word 'recharge'?"

Luan: "...'Charging'?"

"Just like your situation at the time, it took a few days to accumulate enough spiritual power." Chisato Horiguchi continued, "Similarly, after leaving Honmaru, the spiritual power will be gradually consumed."

She looked at Tsurumaru, "Where did you find it?"

The forest is so big, it is not easy to remember clearly.Tsurumaru tilted his head and gave a rough location.

...that's really far enough.

"Why did Miss Doll go to such a place?"

"Should be looking for him."

Tsurumaru: "...Huh?"

"He has the spiritual power of other god-inspectors on him. When the spiritual power is insufficient, the puppet will naturally go to a place where it is relatively abundant... But it doesn't seem to have any effect. This is just my guess," Qianli's hand posted The forehead of the puppet, "If this works, it can also prove that only my spiritual power is effective for it."

"Wow—is it really possible?" Tsurumaru smiled and said, "To be honest, I was really scared when I suddenly found a doll in the grass that day."

"Who knows."

Chisato Horiguchi slowly pushed the spiritual power in as he did with the bodies of the Fusangshin.

The puppet hasn't changed in any way.

But as the owner of spiritual power, Qianli can feel that power is trapped inside.

"Chaos." She said.

"Master? What's the matter?"

"Have you and Tui finished your clothes yet?"

"Of course!"

"bring here."

"Now?"

"Well, just put it on here."

"Then I'll go now—" Luan was about to turn around, when suddenly he said with sharp eyes, "Hey! Miss Doll moved!"

It did move, and the right foot moved back a little bit, as if to run away at any time.

In this way... the case is solved.

Chisato Horiguchi remembered the order he had given before.

"Now you can move," she said, "why run away?"

The timing of the disappearance is too subtle, although it can be guessed that it may be related to it, but the reason why the doll, which was born to dress up and dress up, resists changing clothes...

"Run," the wooden lips opened and closed, "Run?"

Does not seem to understand the word.

Qianli resolutely gave up on explaining and asked another question: "Do you have a name?"

"name?"

"...Forget it, what would you say other than repeating what I said?"

The puppet stood upright in a daze for a long time, and finally seemed to think of something, and raised its arms happily.

"Let's play together, shall we?"

Chisato Horiguchi: "..."

"It doesn't look like you can communicate," Qingguang Qingguang squatted beside her, "but the sentence is the same as what Goto described."

"But it obviously understands other words, like orders or things we're discussing."

He will also behave in front of her.

Qianli poked at the puppet's forehead again like last time, this time it wasn't acting, and stood firm after being poked.

"But it's impossible to know anything from it," she said. "Some other way has to be found."

"Is there really no problem with the master?"

Hasebe frowned when he thought that this side was full of people, but there were only two people on the side of the God Judge, and the one who was still suspicious, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, went with him.

"Qingguang and Luan can't stand it at all." Zhu Keqie remembered the scene he witnessed at the beginning, "And you really underestimated the self-protection ability of the master. Even if something happened, we still have enough time to catch up."

"That's the best."

Since just now, Hasebe, who has been introducing the various facilities of Honmaru in front of the newcomers in order to fulfill his mission, finally felt the thirst in his throat when he walked to the kitchen.He took the kettle and poured himself a glass of water. When Candlestick saw him walking into the kitchen, he suddenly remembered something.

"Ah, yes," he brought out the plate and asked Yamabuchi, "Do you want to try this? I just made it today."

Yamabuchi stared at the snacks placed on it, hesitated, "This..."

"Peony cake," Candlestick cut replied, "Guangzhong's special."

Hasebe: "Puff cough cough cough cough——"

"Chang, Mr. Hasebe..." Wu Hutui asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"Tui came relatively late," Yao Yan recalled, "Before you came, Hasebe choked on peony cakes several times."

"...There is no need to mention what happened at that time."

Hasebe managed to breathe smoothly, and waved his hand without hesitation to reject the peony cake that Candlestick was about to hand over again.The Awataguchi over there said "Thank you for the hospitality" and picked up one piece, and Yamabuchi hesitated for a moment and picked up one.

The sweet red bean filling has a frosty sweetness. After taking two bites, Yamabukiri looked up and met Candlesticker's sincere eyes.

"Yamabugi Kiri-kun," he asked, "do you want to learn how to cook with me?"

...? ? ? ? ?

"—Compared to that," Nanwei jumped out from the side, "I haven't arranged a room for Yamabukiri yet. What, what, do you want to come and share a room with us? It will be very lively if there are too many people?"

"Hey, wait."

Hasebe immediately interrupted their rambling invitations.

"The master has already told me about the room. There are still some rooms in the Honmaru that no one has used, so Yamabuchi will live in one of them when the time comes."

"Eh--?"

"It's obviously Hasebe who got stuck in the wall all night," Goto complained, "Are you not afraid at all?"

"As long as there is a destiny," he said seriously, "I can overcome any difficulties and obstacles—this is enlightenment."

After talking to each other for a long time, Yamabuchi finally understood the source of this inexplicable enthusiasm and what happened in this Honmaru.

It wasn't his job to fight off Yamabashi.Leaving aside demon-slaying knives, what is the point of expecting spiritual power from a counterfeit?

Thinking of what happened during the day, Yamabasaki, who was leaning against the wall, put his bent arms on his knees.He only lit the desk lamp on the table, the light was a little weak, and the other furniture cast huge shadows on the wall.Even though it was getting late at night, Yamabuchi had no intention of lying down on the bed right now.

He thought again of when he was just summoned out.

"What kind of look is that?" He couldn't help asking when he came into contact with the gaze of the examiner, "Do you mind if I'm a counterfeit?"

"Counterfeit?"

She asked back with some doubts, and continued as if she really didn't know what was going on.

"No, I see everyone is like that."

When he followed her to meet the other Fusangshen, he knew she was telling the truth.

Maybe he was too sensitive to these things, but he could clearly feel that there was something missing in that vision.It was difficult for him to describe what it was, which caused him to feel that he was being watched on the one hand, and there was a barrier on the other hand when he looked at him.Yamabuchi didn't understand this very well, but obviously, even the interrogator himself didn't understand.

The desk lamp on the table made a "sizzling" sound.

Yamabuchi subconsciously looked over and found that the light bulb was flickering on and off.

The next moment there was a "click" when the doorknob was unscrewed.

When he saw the situation over there, Yamabachi was stunned.

A huge "shadow" floated in through the crack of the door.The white cloth covered the body of "it"—or there was nothingness underneath—Yamaba could not see the legs of "it", the white cloth was suspended in the air, and floated towards the bed like no one else was there.

It floated for a while, as if realizing something was wrong.

After staring at the light on the desk for two seconds, it slowly turned in the direction where Yamabukiri was.

The fangs of the Shirabu ghost bared out of its mouth, and the eyes as big as copper bells completely reflected the figure of Yamabukiri.