Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

"Master, the voice from last night...?"

In the office, Kiyomitsu Kawasaki started a conversation, and Chisato Horiguchi, who was buried in official documents, looked up.

"Oh, you said that." She said indifferently, "It's not moving."

"Eh?"

He was obviously a little surprised by the answer, "Why is he, he is not—"

Drunk all the time?

California Qingguang had also heard about the oolong that happened the day before yesterday. After all, this incident directly caused Smiling Qingjiang to be eager to find a helper.I also heard that Fudo Xingguang did bump into something, but he didn't take it seriously when he was still drunk at that time, and ignored the past quite heartily.

How did you react this time.

Horiguchi Chisato understood what he hadn't finished asking.

"woke up."

California Qingguang: "...Huh?"

"Alcohol woke me up. In order to prevent him from going out drunk in the middle of the night in the future, I asked Hasebe to temporarily ban him from alcohol—however, he himself doesn't dare to drink like that again in the near future." She turned the ballpoint pen, "I went over to take a look at the time, and handed over to Qingjiang and Ishikirimaru to deal with it later."

It wasn't too late for Ishikimaru to come, just in time for the end.

Together with the belated arrival of Ishikimaru, the group left the kitchen together.

It is also possible to directly hand it over to Smiling Qingjiang, but in the end it is decided to let Ishikimaru try to exorcise the demon.Under the persistent request of the Fusangshin, Horiguchi Chisato returned to her room in order to keep a sufficient distance from being affected.Before leaving, she caught a glimpse of Ishikirimaru holding the imperial coin in his hand, and the washi paper wrapped on the branch of the sacred tree was shaking with his gesture of raising his hand.

The ceremony ended quickly.

——The reason why Chisato Horiguchi knew this was because she had just stood in front of the door, and before she even opened it, she felt a force rushing back into her body.

That is her spiritual power.

Like a stream flowing into the sea, the absorbed spiritual power did not dissipate because the ghosts were expelled, but returned to the original source.

But correspondingly, rather than saying that the work of eliminating demons was incomplete, it would be better to say that something was left behind after the spiritual power was stripped away.

In the small jar that Smiling Qingjiang gave her this morning, the trapped "spirit" was about the size of a thumb.

It is said that after last night's ceremony, the boy who was originally held in his hand was left with such a small, insect-like spiritual creature that has not given up yet.Trying to pierce the smiling Qingjiang's finger with its small teeth - this is not as defensive as it was when it was a boy, when there was a lot of panic.

It can be regarded as a crooked attack.

Horiguchi Chisato recalled the withdrawal of spiritual power mentioned by Shirabu ghost in Yamabuchi cutout.

She couldn't do it by herself, but Ishikimaru could do it for her.Qingjiang is hard to say, but the essence of demon slaying and demon slaying should be the same.

Ah, right.

"Qing Guang," she urged, "the manual needs to be revised."

After working as a valet for so long, California Qingguang is very familiar with all kinds of work entrusted to him, and at this moment, he naturally agreed: "Where?"

"The last person in charge," Horiguchi Chisato recalled the smiley Aoe's look at that time, "It's been changed to a division of labor."

"Because of the speed of rushing over, Ishikirimaru may be too late to go there, so I will leave it to Qing Jiang."

she says.

"If time allows for the person who hit the ghost to ask for help, then go to Ishikirimaru's room to find him—this is a temporary decision. If there are no other accidents, let's try to do this first."

"Yes, I see." California Qingguang noticed her movement, and his voice paused, "Hey, where is the master going?"

"Who knows, just walk around."

Horiguchi Chisato gathered the documents on the table into a pile, "That's all for today's part, and the rest is for tomorrow, you can go to rest after finishing."

Probably what happened last night reminded her of the situation when she first came to this maru. Now she was walking by the edge, and she couldn't help but compare what she saw with that time.

The buildings inside the Honmaru have been repaired as good as new, and new swordsmiths have come to the originally empty forge, and the fire has been reopened three times so far.After the barren fields have been plowed and irrigated, the seeds that have been sprinkled are now sprouting. Although the stables are still empty, they have saved enough to buy a new batch of horses in the near future.

Although Honmaru, which was lifeless at the beginning, was still troubled by ghosts that appeared at night, these awakened and new fusangshen made it look more lively after all.

It seems that everything is going well.

Apart from--

She stopped under the cherry tree.

except this.

There was only one cherry blossom in the garden—even though it was just a dead tree now, she had checked the branches and trunks before to confirm that it was a cherry blossom.There is more than one dead tree in the courtyard, but it is particularly eye-catching because of its huge size.Even though cherry blossom viewing has been an annual custom for the past 16 years, this is the first time for Horiguchi Chisato to see such a large cherry blossom tree.

If the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, it will probably be a magnificent sight.

It's a pity that the fields will be more likely to come to life, but these trees that have been silent for too long will not.

Chisato Horiguchi was a little curious about what Yamato Mori Anda was thinking when he was standing here that day.

"I thought white would attract more attention," a grinning voice suddenly sounded from above, "I didn't realize it at all."

Listen to people.

"It's strange that I can see you from this position."

"Oh, do you seem to be scared by me?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was sitting on a branch in the opposite direction with his back against the trunk, jumped down lightly and landed in front of her eyes.

"Aren't you too scared to say it?" Horiguchi Chisato said with a smile, "If I were you, I wouldn't sit here for nothing—especially if I still owe money to others."

When money was mentioned, Tsurumaru had a troubled look on his face.

"It's a pity that I don't have a small sentence in my body now. If this continues, the contract will not be able to repay at all."

He waved his hand, "If you can't go out, how about the expedition?"

--expedition.

The dispatched team does not necessarily need to face the battle directly, and the task is only to collect resources.Horiguchi Chisato has always arranged for battle and training, and he hasn't considered this level. He didn't expect Tsurumaru Kuninaga's proposal to be unexpectedly useful.

"It's a little surprising that you think of me like that."

Chisato Horiguchi did not hide her thoughts at all, and Tsurumaru could easily see this.

"Anyway, in the previous Honmaru, I was more responsible for that." His smile sank slightly, "The last expedition was really impressive."

With such a tone, coupled with the rumors about the Honmaru, it is hard to think of a good side.

But Tsurumaru didn't continue, he folded his arms and looked at Chisato Horiguchi, waiting for her answer.

"I'll think about it." She thought for a moment, and just like last time, she didn't directly agree, "You are so free, how about helping others in the past, I will discount it and convert it into it."

Tsurumaru agreed faster than she expected.

When turning around, Horiguchi Chisato couldn't help thinking.

Compared with his previous performance, he has been so peaceful recently that it is unimaginable.

At nightfall is always the best time for something to start stealthily moving.

In the quiet room, there was a sudden "cracking" sound somewhere.

The doorknob of the door was shaking spontaneously—or someone was trying to open the door outside, but because it was locked from the inside, the door lock was not loose after several attempts, and the people outside had to give up the idea of ​​coming in through the door .

However, he clearly intends to switch his starting point to something else.

Not long after, a similar movement sounded from the window.

Tsurumaru was woken up by the continuous "click" sound from the edge of the window beside the bed. He thought it was his auditory hallucination, and the next second he saw the black shadow shaking on the curtain.Immediately afterwards, with the sound of bones rubbing against each other, a skeleton head that became paler under the double reflection of light and moonlight poked out from the gap in the curtains, meeting Tsurumaru's eyes.

The skeleton showed a sinister smile.

Tsurumaru: "..."

He turned over and "thumped" off the bed.

But after all, there were two similar experiences. Although the drowsiness had been frightened away, he struggled up from the ground, and a countermeasure had already emerged in his mind.

"This..." Tsurumaru stepped back to touch the door, while tentatively communicating with the other party, "It really scared me... I don't know why your Excellency came here..."

This sentence floated to the skull, and I don’t know which word poked its nerves—if it still had such a thing—it suddenly bent down, kept patting its knees, and opened its teeth, looking like a Laughing.

It didn't bother to smile, it touched the booklet from the window sill and handed it over.

Seeing that Tsurumaru didn't answer it, it became more and more eager to stuff it into his hand.

Tsurumaru took it hesitantly, and glanced at the cover.

... what code?

It doesn't matter if he can't understand at first, the next page will explain how to compare - "dot" is a staccato, "line" is a long sound.Seeing that he turned to the comparison table, the skeleton pulled out a rib with great interest, and knocked on the ground with a "dongdong".

"shock"--

Tsurumaru put together words from the kana.

"happiness"!

He stared fixedly at the skeleton squatting on the ground typing the code, it seemed that it was really immersed in the joy of scaring people.

Recently, because he didn't know what monsters he would encounter when he went out rashly, Tsurumaru really stayed in the room honestly.However, if there is this skeleton escort, there should be room for parrying anything that happens.What's more, just being frightened, maybe they will really share the same interests.

"Like to scare people—no," he said with bright eyes, "surprise?"

The skeleton nodded again and again.

"Then I have an idea here."

Tsurumaru smiled slyly.

"Want to cooperate?"