Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

"The general left Honmaru. Fortunately, there is still some spiritual power left. Everyone is not seriously injured. They have almost recovered in the past two days." Pushing the glasses, "But the house..."

"It becomes what the general sees."

Although it was within her expectations...

Chisato silently looked at the dilapidated Honmaru.

...But this is also a bit too destructive?

"What does the government say?"

"I gave a little subsidy as a symbol." Yaken Fujishiro looked embarrassed, "The person in charge said that they have also had financial difficulties recently, and this time it was the retrograde army attack that was caused because the Honmaru did not have an enchantment. The general also knew about this. And prepared mentally, it’s not strictly their fault—that’s what they say. Of course, the most important thing—”

Chisato Horiguchi: "What?"

"We didn't buy accident insurance."

Chisato Horiguchi: "..."

Why hasn't she heard of any insurance from the beginning to the end? !

"I'm sorry..." A timid voice sounded from behind, "I forgot."

She threw her cold eyes, and Foxosuke, who was lying on the wall, almost fell off.

"My lord, the god judge!"

It scrambled and smiled apologetically, "It's great that you are safe and sound. You have seen the recent situation, too busy to take care of the notice from the current government, and I didn't have time to greet you in advance—"

The touch on the furry forehead made it startled.

"What are you lying about?"

Qianli bluntly poked it twice.

"The insurance thing is that you made a mistake at work. I deliberately let them not notify you when I came back. Could it be that you did something else to be so guilty?"

"Because," Honosuke said tremblingly, with both ears drooping, "because if I hadn't been scared at night and stayed in Honmaru, the government's rescue should have arrived as soon as possible..."

"..."

Isn't that still her reason?

"I can't blame you," she poked it on the head again, "it's normal to be afraid, you can't possibly think of them doing something like this. If it really develops according to 'if', there will be no bad things in this world .”

Rather, going back to three years ago this time, she knows this truth best.

The little fox was stunned for four or five seconds, and finally her mouth shrugged, and she cried loudly while hugging her leather shoes with a "wow".

"What's there to cry about?"

"I didn't!" it retorted, sobbing, "I got poked in the head!"

"Wait, wait, don't rub everything on my shoes."

Horiguchi Chisato looked at the wet shoe upper dumbfounded, and turned his head when he heard footsteps behind him.

The first to hear the cattail shouts were Candekiri and Hasebe, who were repairing the tiles that had been smashed by the stone throwing. Unfortunately, the former was not as fast as Towaki, and the latter almost slipped off the roof and was slandered. .

A large group of Awataguchi and the jumping Imaken were the first to bear the brunt of the attack, and Sayo Zuomonji followed hesitantly at the end. The swordsmen and tachis should appear more stable, but there is no doubt that, except for a few, no emotions can be seen The guy, everyone else has a smile on their faces without exception.

"Welcome back, master," said Taidao of Awataguchi's family with a smile, "brothers have been waiting for a long time."

Someone cleared his throat vigorously.

"I, Hasebe, have been waiting for the return of the master."

Hasebe took a step forward, “Do you need to ask what happened while you were away?”

"Oh," Qianli raised his eyebrows, "For example, you knocked me out?"

Cattail: "...poof."

Hasebe: "..."

His face turned green.

"Master, then—" He looked incapable of explaining, obviously he couldn't come up and choked himself, "The situation is really critical, and I didn't mean to deceive you on purpose."

Seeing his face full of "I will apologize by harakiri", Horiguchi Chisato laughed.

"Kidding."

she said.

"I can tell what is good intentions and what is malicious." She glanced at the white figure standing far away, leaning against the wall and looking at the sky, "But next time, I won't forgive you."

"By the way, what about Qingguang them?"

"Because everyone doesn't know where you have gone, Master."

Unexpectedly, Fudo Xingguang, who didn't seem to be drunk at all, explained, "So I will take turns to form teams to go to battles in different eras, and after completing the task, I will look around to find out the whereabouts of the master... They should Coming back soon too."

Horiguchi Chisato sighed softly.

"There is a question I haven't asked yet," she raised her eyes. She had only heard a rough ending from the staff of the Government of Time before, "How did you solve those retrograde troops that day?"

When this topic was mentioned, Fu Sangshen looked at each other in embarrassment.

"This..." Luan smiled wryly and scratched his cheek, "Thanks to Ms. Yamamura."

"Most of it was taken care of by her."

Maeda said thoughtfully: "After all... there are a lot of marching troops, but I heard that there are generally [-] human hairs."

"It was a bit of a misfortune when the first unit rushed back," Hotaru's voice was always soft, "The TV was just smashed by the retrograde army."

Chisato Horiguchi understood what they said.

As soon as Sadako Yamamura came back, she found that the TV had been smashed, and she could only be trapped in a mobile phone and couldn't get out. She... ran away.

She couldn't imagine the scene of tens of thousands of hairs crushing the retrograde army, but she admired Sadako Yamamura for being able to control her reason when she was on the verge of going berserk. After all, she couldn't even tell whether she was an enemy or a friend.

When the government's reinforcements arrived, there were only scattered retrograde troops left in Honmaru, and the rest were all strange ghosts except Fu Sangshen, and there might be hair all over the floor. " complained.

"What about her now?" Qianli asked.

"Luan helped her make a retrograde villain, which is just big enough to be dragged into the mobile phone, and she stabs it every day." Goto's eyes wandered, "But it seems that the anger is still there, so I went out to the battle together."

"……I see."

Fully understanding why the expressions on their faces were so complicated, Chisato Horiguchi thought for a while, then straightened her cuffs.

Her actions aroused a series of questions, "What is the master going to do?"

"You guys have been taking turns going out and repairing the house these two days. It would be too time-consuming to do a little bit of repairing——When I first arrived at this Honmaru," she narrowed her eyes, "a guy told me that if you go to the barrier Injecting spiritual power should be able to give Honmaru a whole new look."

Foxosuke, who had gathered many gazes on his body, opened his mouth in a daze.

"But," Candlestick frowned, "here..."

"There has been no enchantment."

Qianli picked up what he hadn't finished, she smiled slightly, "Not now."

She had to admit that the guy who said the headless was right - in the depths of her heart, she knew better than anyone the reason why the barrier could not be established.

She always believed that she was forced to become a god judge.

Not out of my own will, but a deal made because of the promise made by the gods when the grievances could not be vented.What supported her at the beginning was nothing more than the responsibility that she promised to do—a sense of responsibility that she had been emphasizing since she was a child.In her heart, she intentionally drew a clear line of demarcation with these fusangshen because of emotional barriers, and tried her best to avoid any step beyond.

If you don't even recognize your identity as a god judge, how can you talk to Honmaru and the bond with the enchantment?

Her hand rested on the nearest tree trunk, and the spiritual power flowed slowly, from the palm to the fingertips, and injected into it bit by bit from the contact surface between the hand and the bark.There was a gleam of light, and the blockage I had felt before was completely gone.

The dry branches sprouted new shoots at that moment.

The rapidly growing new leaves turn from tender green to dark, and are covered by dense flower buds in an instant.As if in the blink of an eye, the petals opened and closed, and the cherry blossoms were full of trees.

The cherry blossoms were so luxuriant that they even cast shadows. Foxnosuke looked at the quiet side face of the girl under it, and suddenly remembered his anxiety when he saw her for the first time.

——Can such a god-inspector-sama really put that Honmaru on the right path?

It even truthfully asked the adult about its own doubts.

At that time, how did the adult answer?

"Don't worry," he said softly, "No matter how indifferent it looks now, there is still a gentle heart inside."

In everyone's astonished eyes, it's not just the largest cherry blossom tree that is rejuvenated, but starting from this, the green full of vitality spreads all the way from their feet until it hits the edge corridor wooden steps.

With a "snap", the corridor that had been poked out of many holes was not only not intact, but a piece of wood that was still dangling and barely supporting it broke directly.

Horiguchi Chisato: "...what's going on?"

"I-I don't know about this," Foxnosuke was extremely wronged, "I can feel that the barrier has indeed opened."

"The induction training we received all said this, saying that if it weren't for the following special circumstances, the spiritual power of the god judge could support the normal operation of the pill—"

Foxnosuke said "ah": "Yes, special circumstances."

"It also includes..." It glanced at Chisato Horiguchi cautiously, "When the main pill is too damaged."

Chisato Horiguchi: "..."

Forget it, forget it.

She withdrew her hand in frustration.

Fix it slowly.

"Do you think," Goto whispered to the other brothers while the judge was counting how much money was left to rebuild the Honmaru, "the general is more cheerful than before when he comes back this time?"

"My lord..."

Wuhu Tui also keenly sensed that something was wrong, "I don't seem to be able to laugh like this before."

"There must be a reason."

Luan curiously said.

"Mr. Qingjiang, has something happened?"

Smiling Qing Jiang: "...Huh?"

All kinds of things flashed through his mind. On the one hand, he knew that this could not be told to them, and on the other hand——he quickly realized that this was a good opportunity to swear sovereignty.

"Yes." He smiled ambiguously and unfathomably, "A lot of things have happened."

Cattail: "A lot of things mean...?"

Alarm bells rang in Hasebe's ears.

"Smiling Qingjiang," he said through gritted teeth, "Have you forgotten what I said?"

"Mr. Hasebe—"

Seeing that he was about to draw his sword, Maeda hurried forward, and before he could take a step, his shoulder was gently but firmly pressed back by his brother's hand.

"It's okay, you don't need to stop Hasebuden."

Yizheng smiled gently, "If he can hold off Hasebuden, then there are still us."

Akita: "..."

Wait, Brother Yiqi, isn't this assumption wrong?

"Hahaha," Sanriyue fanned the flames while watching the excitement, "It seems that today is indeed a good day."

"Mr. Hasebe, Mr. Hasebe."

Finally someone stood up with conscience and tried his best to dissuade him: "There are some things... why don't you ask the master first?"

Hearing Candlestick Kiri's words, Hasebe paused.

He looked coldly at the smiling Qing Jiang, "You wait for me."

"Owner--"

Someone knocked on the door hastily, and Chisato Horiguchi closed the box and answered.

It was Hasebe who entered.

"Master," Da Dao said with a serious face, "I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, but I want to ask—"

There was another knock on the door.

"Are you on a date?"

Qianliqi said: "Come in."

But not any of the ones she saw when she came back.

Fu Sangshen's dark red pupils swept across the room, and when he saw her, his slightly slender hanging eyes softened a little, and he let out a long breath.

"I heard they said you're back," Qing Guang said before he had time to change out of his uniform, "Master."

"……Um."

Horiguchi Chisato thought of Fudo's words, and looked at her valet sword with some confusion.

"I am back."

"What did you want to ask me just now?" She turned to Hasebe.

The other party was obviously hesitant.

"Master and Smiling Qingjiang," he finally opened his mouth to test, "have they always acted together?"

California Qingguang was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah," Qianli said in surprise, "what's the matter?"

"That……"

Hasebe asked solemnly: "Did something happen?"

what happened?

Revisiting the old place, meeting that man... and a series of experiences afterwards, she suddenly remembered the hands they held together, and her eyes couldn't help but wander.

"It happened..." she said hesitantly, "There are many things."

Hasebe was silent for five seconds.

"...I see." He bowed stiffly, "Please allow me to leave first."

Watching him retreat step by step, the door of the executive room, which was too crooked to close completely, fell down. It didn't take long before Hasebe's angry roar came from afar.

"Smile, Mian, Qing, Jiang—"

"……What's up with him?"

Chisato Horiguchi's surprised eyes met with Kiyomitsu's unnaturally coquettish smile, "Master, what do you mean by many things?"

Unexpectedly, he would really ask, Qianli's eyes flickered.

"It's about my past."

At least mostly that.

"Can't you tell me?"

She shook her head quietly.

"Those things..." She paused, "I don't want to mention it a second time."

If it wasn't her delusion, it would be that there was a bit of bitterness in California Qingguang's smile.

"It's okay," he sighed, "as long as the master returns safely."

"They probably haven't told the owner yet," Qingguang Qingming intentionally raised the topic, "Honmaru is not the same as before."

"……Different?"

"Because most of the rooms were destroyed, there were a lot less places to live, so the relationship between some guys unexpectedly improved—ah, the master will know by then."

These words really aroused Chisato Horiguchi's curiosity.

However, before the night came, someone enthusiastically made a proposal.

"To celebrate the master's return," Jiro Tachi said with a smile while holding the bottle chief who shouted "What are you going to do to me" in the first afterglow of the evening, "Come and drink with me!"

"Drinking party?"

The candlestick is thoughtful.

"It seems really good."

"Sorry," the first issue sternly refused, "brothers can't drink."

"Then the first phase is coming," Jiro Tachi enthusiastically invited, "Isn't human society like this—you have to drink and celebrate when there are festive events!"

"I have no objection to your holding a reception, but..."

Chisato Horiguchi raised his hand, "I can't drink either."

The Fu Sangshen said "Huh" in unison.

"Why, master?" Luan asked strangely.

"Smoking and alcohol are prohibited under the age of 20," she said of course, "I was 16 when I died, and I was only [-] even after three years."

"This is not Japan."

Mustache said with a half-smile.

"That's right, that's right," Urashima Toraku agreed, "There's no need to be so conformist, my lord—"

...I don't understand why this happened.

Horiguchi Chisato looked at the filled wine glass in bewilderment, wondering why so many glasses were not smashed together.

The half-destroyed Honmaru could not stop them from being in a good mood. Even though there was no room to accommodate so many people, everyone was just sitting or standing in the courtyard beside the edge, still talking and laughing while holding wine glasses.There are still a few intact plates scattered in the corridor, which contain the appetizers prepared by Candlestick Cut.

Fudo Yukimitsu doesn't have much amazake, but it's enough for each of the short swordsmen to share half a cup.

"To celebrate Master's return," they laughed, "cheers—"

Through the air, the wine glasses didn't really collide, but even Horiguchi Chisato couldn't help being infected by this enthusiasm, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Puff, cough, cough, cough—"

She coughed so badly that even the corners of her eyes were a little red.

"You..." The sour and bitter taste of the wine was lingering, Qianli had difficulty speaking, "Why do you think this wine tastes good?"

"That's right, it's the first time the master has drunk."

Yamato Shou'an blinked, "It's so intense...you must not get used to it?"

The bottle leader took a step back vigilantly, "I won't take this blame!"

This group of people almost emptied it, and they still want to let it take the blame!

"Forget it, go ahead," Chisato Horiguchi coughed twice, "I'm going to drink some water."

In fact, after a while, I feel better.

After she walked a certain distance, the spicy feeling gradually subsided, and she could vaguely feel a bit of mellowness—no wonder Jiro Tachi always said that the long jar was full of fine wine, and the latter also proudly declared so , and then cried out in the next second because Jiro asked for another drink.

There should be no need to drink water.

When she turned around, she realized the figure behind her.

"...!"

"Shh."

"..." Qianli was stunned, "Qingjiang?"

It wasn't the smiling Qing Jiang who was standing there with a smile on his face.

"Don't let them find out that I slipped out," he raised the corners of his lips, "Mr. Hasebe watched me very closely this afternoon."

He was almost dragged to the stage.

"So I think it might be better to say some things as soon as possible."

He smiled and said, "Master, do you still remember that question in school?"

The night had not yet fully fallen, and the red light reflected through the broken glass by the Yuxia dyed into the sky made the smile on his lips a little more coquettish.

Maybe that sip was intoxicating enough.

Chisato Horiguchi thought.

Otherwise, how could she feel that even the people and scenery in front of her were drunk?

"That question?" she repeated subconsciously.

What did she ask?

It seems to be... what kind of feeling do you like?

"Yeah." Smiling Qing Jiang rolled his eyes, "If Master stretches out his hand, I can tell you a secret."

There is no need to hesitate.

This wasn't the first time she acted faster than she thought, but it was the most at a loss.

She didn't know what she wanted to do, and what kind of secret she was looking forward to, but followed her instinct and his coaxing words, and subconsciously stretched out her right hand.

The fingertips across the black cloth lightly slid across her palm, rubbing a tingling itch.

One horizontal and one vertical ticked a circle, followed by two horizontal lines and a slash. When he made the last stroke, Horiguchi Chisato recognized the two pseudonyms.

She gasped for breath, and opened her eyes suddenly.

She raised her head and looked at the smiling Qing Jiang who retracted her hand.

He raised his index finger in front of his lips, smiling as always.