Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

By the time Chisato Horiguchi and Foxanosuke returned to the room, Kiyomitsu had already put on all the clothes that had been taken off earlier.

Do you care about your good looks...

Thinking of what Foxosuke said, Horiguchi Chisato looked at his torn and tattered long trench coat, and found that the other party showed a completely different indifference from the past just on this point.Chisato Horiguchi, who once had a similar mentality, would not have any trouble understanding some of his current thoughts.

"I said," she leaned half of her shoulder on the door frame, "originally, if you want to give up on yourself, I won't stop you."

"But since you are a patient I have helped, I don't want all the work I have done to be in vain."

She pointed to the large blood stains on the vest and shirt.

"There must be blood on it. If you continue to wear that kind of clothes, you will breed germs and infections. Do you have spare clothes? Or wear other clothes first. Take these clothes to wash and mend before we talk about it, but——as I said just now Yes, I'm not good at sewing at all, and you'll have to mend things by yourself."

——What I just said.

Recalling her dangerous statement at the time, California Qingguang shuddered reflexively.

"...In the past, there were two sets of this and the internal service." Fu Sangshen was silent for a moment, and said the longest sentence since seeing her. Chisato Horiguchi found that his voice was a little hoarse, "but I don't know where they are .”

"--Um."

Chisato Horiguchi straightened up, realizing that he might have been in that small warehouse for longer than she thought.

Following her and Foxnosuke from the warehouse to the hand room, no matter how much he had no time to look around because of the wound, it can be seen that the government of Tokino should not have touched this place as far as the disposal of this Honmaru is concerned.

If he had just fallen asleep because the Inquisitor had left, he wouldn't have said so easily that he didn't know where his spare clothes were.

Contacting his wounds all over his body...

She became more and more curious about what happened in this pill.

"I see," she said, "Hunosuke and I will look for it, so the patient should stop running around."

Stretching for a stretch, Chisato Horiguchi and Foxanosuke began searching room by room.

Swordsmen usually act in person, and have their own dormitory at night.However, due to the limited size of the main pill, it can be seen from the configuration inside the room that it is obviously a shared state, ranging from two people to several people.

Chisato Horiguchi tugged at the sliding door of the closet and pulled it hard. Although the air was full of dust, she was almost blinded by the golden armor that reflected the sunlight inside.

The vocabulary accumulated in more than ten years of life seems to be reduced to poor words at this moment.

...What is this!Gold Saint Cloth? !

"Master God Judge! Lord Judge!" Coincidentally, Foxnosuke called her from the next door, "I seem to have found it!"

She walked to that room, and saw that the underwear of the same style and the same color as Qingguang Qingguang's clothes was indeed hanging neatly on one side of the closet.

"Good job."

Horiguchi Chisato rubbed his sore eyes that had been shaking just now, and did not forget to praise Foxanosuke first.She originally thought that if she couldn't find it, she would take someone else's and wear it to Qingguang in California, but now it seems that it has been resolved.

Her eyes were quickly attracted by the same row of clothes of different colors.

"This——" She flipped through the light onion-colored haori, and saw the word "sincerity" printed on the back, which looked completely different from Qingguang's dressing style in California, but the distinctive features undoubtedly indicated that it belonged to Shinsengumi's team uniform, "Could it be that Yamato is safe and sound?"

"So this Honmaru also has him." Seeing Honosuke nodded, Horiguchi Chisato asked casually, "Then where is he now?"

"The swords are kept in different places, but I feel...it's better not to wake him up now."

A short time together is enough to establish a little tacit understanding between one person and one fox. Just a small movement by Horiguchi Chisato is enough for Foxanosuke to understand her question and answer it spontaneously.

"If my guess is correct, Yamato's peaceful state should be very dangerous."

"Compared to Qingguang in California?"

She saw Foxosuke shook his head heavily, as if saying that it was completely incomparable.

"Have you found out exactly what happened here?"

"The government is still investigating at that time, but the things that can be questioned from them are limited. The arrested people always tend to defend themselves from the side that is beneficial to themselves...At least one thing is certain at present, California Qingguang and other mourners God is different, he was in that warehouse before the Government of Time intervened."

"It was put in by the judge?"

"Probably."

"In any case, as you can see, this place is in dire need of a cleanup."

Chisato Horiguchi pointed to the spider spinning its web leisurely in the corner.

"The cleaning needs to be cleaned, the renovation needs to be renovated, this project is quite large, the three of us alone are definitely not enough-not to mention there is a seriously injured patient in it-help is necessary, if Yamato Shou'an can't do it, you have Any recommendation?"

Foxnosuke quickly went through the existing list in his mind.

Even regardless of the reason for the dark fall...

Those children with short swords and wakizashis are definitely not good at heart, they still need someone to take care of them; for other swordsmen, if you want to say that they may be good at housework, it should be——

"Candlestick cut Mitsutada or press cut Hasebe?"

"OK."

Then, Foxosuke watched as she circled her fingers twice, and the dust on the tatami was wiped off by her fingertips, showing two small circles.Horiguchi Chisato was chanting, his fingers kept jumping between the two circles, Foxosuke was confused.

"My lord, what are you doing?"

After saying the last sentence, "Whoever you choose is whoever you choose", Horiguchi Chisato rested his index finger on the circle on the right, and then answered it.

"This is the mantra we used to pick things when we were young. When we finish reading, whichever we click on will be the one." Chisato Horiguchi said calmly, "It's up to you, Kakiri Hasebe."

Fox's help: "……………………"

It's too casual, isn't it, Lord God Judge? !

And what's going on with the subtle feeling in the latter sentence no matter how you hear it? !

"However, before that, let's deal with the problem over there first."

She took a set of two clothes from Qingguang in California and prepared to hand them over to him.

The moment he turned around and started walking, Chisato Horiguchi suddenly felt a strange feeling rise up.

The long-lost hunger was clamoring in her stomach, and she wondered in confusion when was the last time she felt "hungry".

In short... it was when I was still a human being.

"There should be a kitchen here, right?"

"Ah, yes, Lord God Judge...do you want to cook yourself?"

"Well, anyway, as long as I have time, I make my own bento." Seeing Honosuke's eyes suddenly lit up, Horiguchi Chisato laughed, "There is no need to count on it. The materials here must be limited, and my cooking skills are not so good, just make do with it." gone."

Her words were not modest.

Although he was confused about whether the sword should be eaten or not, Chisato Horiguchi gave a copy to Kiyomitsu who had changed his clothes after eating with Foxanosuke.

There were only simple porridge and two side dishes on the table. California Qingguang stared at them for a long time, until the heat from them gradually dissipated, he tentatively picked up a spoon and took a sip.

The heat has not subsided completely, and the rice grains are steamed until they are warm and soft. Of course, you can’t taste anything just by tasting them, but after swallowing, you can feel that they are comforting your empty appetite that has not eaten for a long time.

Realizing his thoughts, California Qingguang shook his hand and threw the spoon back into the bowl.

He made up his mind not to look at these things again, just let them cool down like this.

Chisato Horiguchi had no time to care about these things.

What was sent was left there as it was, and the only trouble she caused was whether to eat it sparingly or just dump it.Foxosuke had already licked the bottom of the pot and rounded her belly, and she felt that hunger disappeared like a hallucination without eating much.She didn't intend to force herself, she simply chose the latter - dumped them together into a trash can like a black hole in space.

There was still enough time left in the day for her to clear two rooms.

As the sun set and the night darkened, the drowsiness also climbed up.Chisato Horiguchi finally realized that in this Honmaru, she would be hungry and sleepy—the feeling of being a human was gradually reviving in her body.

"It can't be used to enter the room by hand, but the water and electricity are normal, which is really strange."

Horiguchi Chisato shook the futon onto the cleaned tatami.Before she came, the Government of Time allocated a part of her start-up funds in advance to help her prepare.The luggage used for daily life was piled up near the entrance, and Chisato Horiguchi thought it was unnecessary at first, but soon found that she would not be restless here like she was on the platform.

"It's the first time I've encountered this kind of situation..." Honosuke said with a bitter face, "But at least it's not too bad to have water and electricity. Don't you really need to inform the government about the enchantment?"

"No, don't mention this first."

She flatly declined.

"You go, good night."

"Good night, Lord God Judge."

Foxnosuke respectfully exited the room, it was entrusted with the task of inquiring as much information from the government as possible about the previous two god judges.Although there was still some uneasiness in his heart, there shouldn't be any major problems in getting along between the interrogator and Fu Sangshen.

……perhaps.

The hands of the broken wall clock on the wall have remained stagnant, and it is impossible to judge how much time has passed from this.

The hallway was dark with the lights out.

A shadowy black figure quietly appeared in the middle of the aisle.

His pace was fairly steady, and the wound wrapped in layers of bandages was showing a tendency to heal.He was careful not to make any sound, and after a few minutes, he stopped at the door of a room.

The paper sliding door didn't lock.

The doubtful thoughts only stayed in his mind for a second, and then he hooked the small doorknob and opened the paper door little by little.

The heels of the shoes ran over the plain tatami mats woven with rush grass, and he could vaguely make out the undulating human figure, with the tiger's mouth facing the back of the sword and grasping the Dao worn at his waist.

The action stopped at this step and did not continue.

He stood there for a long time, even California Qingguang didn't know how long he stood there.

After a while, he finally relaxed the strength in his hand, turned around and walked out.

At this moment, there was a soft "pop" sound behind him, and half the room was filled with dim light.

"Have you given up?"

The speaker was still smiling.

Climbing up his back vigilantly, Qingguang Qingguang's loosened right hand held the handle of the knife tightly again, maintaining this posture of drawing the knife at any time, he turned around.

The new inquisitor sat there with the soft quilt still hanging around her waist, but no matter from her attire or her expression, how could one tell that she had fallen asleep at all?

"Really," the half-smile look even made the tone seductive, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

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