[Sword Ranbu] The Inquisitor on the Tip of the Tongue

She said slowly and softly, "Tsurumaru, you will be embarrassed by them after doing this..."

It's so sad that Tsurumaru has worked so hard to finally be fully prepared to let go, but she can instantly discourage him with just one word.

She raised her face, her face was soft and beautiful, like a piece of honey that couldn't be eaten, it kept hooking his bitter and astringent throat.He lowered his snow-white eyes further, and heard the sound of her slightly fluttering red lips, "... Tsurumaru, you did something wrong."

"You shouldn't have taken me."

Then his throat was sore and tight, and his voice was hoarse as if late.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga buried his face in his palms and smiled wryly twice. "really……"

Tsurumaru is not afraid of incurring a fatal disaster, is not afraid of being besieged by all sides, and is not even afraid of losing her, but her existence makes him cautious and wary, but he still has no choice but to sink to the bottom.In front of her, Tsurumaru seemed to be naked and unarmed, and then to make matters worse, all arrows were fired.

"Me? I can become... happy in Honmaru."

"So Tsurumaru just needs to change back to that free crane."

"impossible."

From that time, Tsurumaru grabbed her wrist with one hand and clasped it up, "Oh, little girl, what is this for?"

The extremely shy girl blushed quietly, her sticky tone was vaguely mixed with excessive sugar, and finally said the request that surprised him slightly, "I want to touch Mr. Crane's feathers..."

"is it okay?"

——Since then, the crane has voluntarily lost its wings along with its freedom.

He had long since needed something that would take him away from her.

"Do you know, the swords of Honmaru, Ishikirimaru wants to save you, Taro wants to save you, Kokomaru wants to save you, and I want to save you—even the culprit, Yingmaru, wants to save you of?"

"Idiot." Tsurumaru pursed his lips silently, the unwilling infatuation and a little coldness covered the golden eyes under the slender eyelashes.The selfish happiness almost made him want to let her choose.At the same time, Tsurumaru told herself harder, don't believe her, she just gave up fleeing because she was afraid of the desperate crying of the whole Honmaru after she left, she just gave up calling for help because she was afraid of his safety, she was just used to dedication and suffering.

Don't trust her happiness.

Tsurumaru Kuni always knew one thing very clearly.Innocent, fearless, and almost insanely gentle, she is definitely not normal; the theory that "softness must bring happiness" is absolutely problematic.

It should be said that every knife is aware of it, but instead they become more and more addicted to it.

In the end, he was the only one who was awake.

"Spirit judge," he called briskly, as if he didn't feel obscurity in his heart.

"You are not the Jesus who was born to suffer, the Buddha who cut his flesh and fed it to eagles."

"What you're doing now shows that you're nothing more than a cowardly cover-up."

"The gentler you are, the more we want to force your tenderness."

Filling the golden eyes with a hypocritical smile, holding his teeth tightly to prevent himself from saying regretful words, Tsurumaru Kuninaga found that he could easily deny her in this way: See, being hated by her doesn't seem to be the case. It's so hard to do, but it's not unbearable.

After all, he is Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and he plays too much mischief all day long, so it's only natural for him to feel disgusted by others, right?

Wow!Did you get scared by me today...?

With this top-down posture, he put a beautiful kiss on her lips.Tell her in a way she can't hear, "If you have to stay in the cage because of me, I will break myself".The body temperature is also terribly low.

"Ah."

With thick black hair and grape red eyes, the girl's cherry lips were still stained with water. She didn't rush to deny anything, but looked into his eyes very seriously, "What I'm afraid of is , what if I don't make you realize 'this world is so beautiful'."

"I want you to know that in this world, the flowers are very fragrant and the sun is very warm."

"I want you to no longer be cold weapons for killing, and no longer spend a hundred years of ignorance."

"From this point of view, Mr. He is not wrong." After tens of seconds of serious expression, the judge smiled regretfully.People's eyebrows and eyes are delicate and soft like flowers, warm and comfortable like sunshine.

Yes, the world is a beautiful place.

——That momentary strange and sweet mood filled Tsurumaru's chest, he smiled, but on the contrary, the words he uttered became sharper and colder, "Are you supposed to be arrogant? You wouldn't Do you want to become the world of swords?"

"With your body that will wither in just a hundred years?"

"Oh, by the way, the words of the judge will have a shorter life due to the exhaustion of spiritual power?" Tsurumaru grabbed the golden chain around his neck and bent down, lowered his center of gravity and rubbed her cheek with his slender white hair On the side, let the traces of troubles gnaw at the cortex itchingly.

He lifted her black hair again, and raised it to the sky, and the fragrance hurriedly escaped.

"Actually your tenderness is nothing but your protective color, your thorns, your shell."

"Let's stop putting on a noble sense of responsibility—?"

The interrogator girl stared blankly at Tsurumaru who spoke extremely coldly, and retorted powerlessly but couldn't find evidence anyway, "Mr. Tsuru, I don't have any!"

The crying was mixed with trembling. "Mr. Crane, I don't have one."

Leave it alone.

Hedgehog spines, seashell shells.

How could she escape?

You can only hug her and make yourself dripping with blood; you can only pry her open to make her also drip with blood.

Tsurumaru felt that the shameful words against his will were eroding his innocence bit by bit, but he watched himself fall into the abyss, rather than feeling sad, he felt unrestrained relaxation.

"Mr. Crane..., do you hate me?"

Someone hates me..., what should I do if someone hates me...! ?

Being judged with evil intentions as having ulterior motives can't actually hurt her who is strong and gentle.It's just that when Tsurumaru hugged her and took her away, the examiner felt that he was throbbing inexplicably...

——By the way, Qingguang, and Qingguang, knowing that Qingguang is still by her side, she has nothing to be afraid of.

The girl who judged God was paralyzed on the ground, and suddenly looked at the poor California Qingguang who was also looking at her at the corner at the end of the corridor.So she stood up, stumbled and tripped over her clothes several times, and finally rushed over to hug Qingguang.

"No, Qingguang, did you see, I didn't abandon you."

She wasn't abandoned either.

California Qingguang leaned in her arms and burst into tears, carefully choked up, "Sure enough, if the tip of the knife is broken and discarded, will it always be discarded?" He couldn't stop talking nonsense.

It's so annoying, the faces of retrograde soldiers who can no longer be beautiful always feel like they are growing on me.

She coaxed him into a sweet dream, telling him so gently and slyly over and over again.

"Qingguang is beautiful and deserves to be loved."

"Is this Yu? Qingguang is working hard."

"Don't mind these things, Qing Guang has never been wrong."

"It's Qingguang who thinks too much, please don't mind...have a good dream, Qingguang."

The other party's voice weakened, and she clutched the corner of her clothes insecurely, curled up like a cat and finally fell asleep. On the contrary, beautiful tears fell from the eyes of the examiner himself during the process.The shadow cast by Tsurumaru, who is slowly walking over after picking up the feather coat she dropped on the way, is blended into it, and the sense of uneven light and shadow is quite complicated.

"Although you are swords that have seen the vicissitudes of life, but at the same time, you are just children who have just got a body."

"I need to take on the responsibility of teaching you how to be human."

The sense of stability gained from appeasing Qingguang made her, who was a little shaken, immediately find her own position, and she firmly believed in it.

Gentleness, yes, absolutely can't be wrong.

"Ha. What kind of misconception do you have about the word 'responsibility'..."

Yes, of course she did nothing wrong, she just stubbornly believed in "gentleness".

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, alone and suffering soberly, sighed deeply, "Let me tell you... Tsuru doesn't need your tenderness."

"It's up to me to deny you."

Tsurumaru's expression at this moment is almost arrogant and stern, like a sharp blade that hides its power and bides its time, like a bird trying to break free from all shackles no matter what.It really sounded like a master, what he was going to do now - it was no different from his former master's behavior of "digging the grave and stealing me from the shrine".The steps under his feet stopped for a while, and then became faster.

"I want to hide from you..."

Tsurumaru called out some name with the last few soft syllables, and the wind blew through the flowers.

... "Is someone calling me?"

The appraiser still held Qing Guang with bright eyebrows and eyes, and raised her lowered head. She looked around the empty surroundings, feeling as if something was missing.

It was also from that day that Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly disappeared from Honmaru without a trace.

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