[Touken Ranbu] Changing aunts every day

The young aunt finally ate her beloved apple candy.

The owner of the candy shop boiled candy on the spot to thank her for her feat, and also gave all Fusangshen an apple candy for free.

The young aunt held the candy and happily waved goodbye to the owner of the candy shop.

Meng killed the audience.

Fujiwara Saki looked at the senior she admired, smiling and waving at her with apple candy, her cheeks blushed slightly.

...I want to, I want to lick the cat.

"Senior has changed from a martial arts judge to a cute one, and his lethality is the same as before." Fujiwara Saki also held a piece of apple candy donated by his aunt in his hand, and took a sip of the sweet taste with emotion.

"Please pay attention to the health of your teeth." Gukuu Toshiro gnawed off half of the candy apple in one bite with no expression on his face, and said rather incomprehensibly.

"I know." Fujiwara Saki covered her heart, silently took out the mobile phone she brought from the present world, and took a picture of the historic scene of Gu Gu eating apple candy.

——Thank you for the apple candy, senior.

"Does the master like apple candy very much?"

California Qingguang twirled an apple candy, brought it to his mouth and licked it. The bright red color of the apple candy was beautiful and beautiful, which made his delicate face even more lovely.

Yamato Shou'an next to him was also holding an apple candy. The young man who could be called pure and beautiful was holding such a playful candy without any sense of disobedience.

The young aunt held the apple candy in one hand, and carefully circled Jiang Xue's head with the other, worrying that she might accidentally pull the other's hair.

It would be great if Jiang Xue had the same fur as the catfish tail. 0v0

That way you don't have to worry about it falling off.

#Quick wake up, stay hairy is untouchable. #

#Stay hair is the body, it will be blackened if it is pulled out. #

#江雪小公 Can you still watch the long hair? #

"I don't like candy apples, but I like candy apples."

The childlike logic of the young aunt could not correctly describe such contradictory thoughts, she gently waved the apple candy in her hand, and said seriously.

"When I first went to the festival, someone bought me a candy apple."

I've been thinking about it ever since.

California Qingguang didn't doubt that there was him, but he felt that his master was really nostalgic. He asked such a question because he was just curious that such a woman would love apple candy like a little girl.

Although she is indeed a little girl now, there is nothing wrong with it.

But with her innocent and gentle appearance in the past, she really doesn't seem like someone who would like apple candy.

Going around in Wanwu, I got a lot of delicious food and the star eyes of the girl who judged God.

The young aunt took the apple candy but didn't eat it. From a distance, she could still hear the excited whispers of the girls, her eyes widened and her head tilted innocently.

She turned her head towards Sanriyue, and said with some doubts: "Your Highness Sanriyue, what do you mean by being cute, handsome and beautiful?"

Sanri Yuezong said with a smile on his face: "Hahaha, that means Jun Ji is very popular."

"Oh." The young aunt nodded half-understood, racked her brains for a while, and then asked, "What does 'cute, miss the day' mean?"

Kiyomitsu of California missed a brake, and the candy apples were all glued to the sheets of Yamabuki Kunikiro.

Zong San paused, and Xiao Ye, who was following behind him, immediately clung to his calf like glutinous rice balls.

Yaken Toshiro couldn't help but slapped himself on the forehead, covering up his somewhat groggy expression.

#What kind of shit is this. #

#Three cuts start, the highest real sword will kill. #

Sanri Yuezong had a smile on his lips, thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's a hooligan."

"In the future, if a man talks to Ji Jun like that, Ji Jun will give them apple candy."

The ending is that the young aunt stuffed the apple candy that the grandpa took a mouthful of.

#Don't like to eat, just love to watch. #

# After reading it, stuff someone else with a mouthful of candy. #

#Strange, how did this habit come about? #

After returning to Honmaru, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada gently hugged the young aunt, and while talking to her about the dinner menu like an old lady, he told her a trivial matter that he thought was insignificant.

The Shizhi government sent over the compensation resources together, and also sent an unopened knife as a thank you for the Wanwu incident.

Of course, there was also a priestess from the Jinguji family, who was still rejected by them.

"New knife?" The young aunt lay on Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's shoulder, staring at Tsurumaru who was circling around Mitsutada and shouting "Let me give you a hug".

With no time to care about the newcomer, the young aunt puffed her soft bun face and said loudly in a soft voice: "Tsurumaru, you can't bully Xiao Tui anymore, this is wrong!"

Tsurumaru looked at it with an innocent face, as long as he didn't play tricks, his appearance was just like a handsome man: "I don't have it, I didn't do it."

"You don't tell yourself!" The young aunt stretched out her chubby little fingers to scratch Tsurumaru's forehead, seeing his laughing and joking appearance, said angrily:

"The last time you took advantage of Sanriyue's bath to steal his clothes, I won't talk about it! You also took advantage of Ge Xian to bring back the washed clothes and frightened him so that he dropped them into the water. Forget it!"

"But how can you pour Yingwan's tea on Xiao Tai's bed sheet and trick him into saying that he wets the bed!"

"Do you know how expensive Yingwan's tea is? How can you just waste the tea that the old man worked so hard to make?"

"Do you know how hard it is for Gexian to wash clothes? It will be very difficult to wash with tea stains!"

"Do you know how hard Xiaoqiu is? How can you still bully people and cry?!"

The young aunt's short legs were hugged by Mitsutada, her upper body leaned over Mitsutada's shoulders, and half lay on Tsurumaru's head.

A highly difficult and dangerous action.

With a smile on his face, Tsurumaru stretched out his hand to pinch the young aunt's armpit, protecting her from falling down.

With a strong hand, the young aunt was forcibly lifted off Candlestick Cut Guangzhong's shoulder.

Before Guangzhong could react, he immediately ran away with his young aunt in his arms: "Hahaha, Guangfang, go and prepare dinner, and leave the child care to me!"

Candlestick cut backhanded a colander and smashed it over, accompanied by a rather uncool roar: "His Royal Highness Tsurumaru! Don't be rude to the lord!"

However, Tsurumaru let go of himself just like the origami's magical crane.

"Brother Yiqi brought you back, you can't keep bullying his younger brother, you know?"

The young aunt pressed Tsurumaru's forehead with her limp little hands, and her soft voice was full of indescribable old-fashionedness.

Tsurumaru lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes slightly, so that the young aunt's hand could touch his forehead, and said with a low smile: "Life always needs some surprises and surprises, otherwise the heart will die before the body, and that would be too boring gone."

Fu Sangshen, who has always been mischievous and juvenile, only when he said this sentence, he revealed a bit of vicissitudes that did not match his appearance.

However, the young aunt just touched his forehead and his hair, without saying anything.

During the long period of time when he was buried with him, the blade was like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves, which was almost disheartening.

Now that I have finally acquired life and autonomy, I must make life wonderful no matter what.

I also hope that the lives of others can be wonderful because of myself.

——But it is still a little bit too much.

Tsurumaru smiled and rubbed the young aunt's head, but she clapped her hands away in dissatisfaction, and then rubbed it back.

Tsurumaru obediently lowered his head to rub her fur, thinking with a smile.

——Probably because the master this time is too gentle.

"As punishment, you will eat twice as many green peppers tonight."

"Eh? Can I eat twice as much meat? I really don't like green peppers."

"It doesn't matter, otherwise, how can it be called punishment?"

——Hey, even the punishment is so gentle.

"By the way, the new knife is in the forging room. Do you want to check it now?"

Tsurumaru pinched the young aunt's chubby face and asked.

"New knife?" The young aunt vaguely recalled what Guangzhong had mentioned to herself, and asked curiously, "What kind of knife is it?"

"I don't know." Tsurumaru carried his young aunt and walked towards the knife forging room, saying, "It seems to be a knife that hasn't appeared yet. The government sent the first strike as a thank you."

The young aunt found it very interesting, so she didn't object to Tsurumaru walking towards the knife forging room.

What the government sent was Ichishin Taidao, with a short blade and slightly longer than Wakizashi, and the scabbard was pale gold, with a kind of ancient gorgeousness.

"Is this a Taidao?" The young aunt looked at the Taidao on the shelf, a little at a loss, "It seems to be different from His Royal Highness Sanriyue..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga also looked confused, he looked left and right, and said in doubt: "...the upper part is a straight blade, and the lower part is slightly curved. What period is this sword?"

The two of them looked at it for a long time and didn't know why. There were too many knives that had disappeared in the torrent of history, and they couldn't guess it at all.

"Come and have a look." Tsurumaru Kuninaga urged eagerly, "Maybe it will be a big shock~!"

The young aunt thought about it, so she stretched out her hand and gently held the scabbard.

The spiritual power poured into the blade like a torrent, even in the current state where the spiritual power is bound, it is still pure and vigorous.

It seemed that black crow feathers fell from the sky, and the young aunt only felt that the cold texture in her palm was replaced by silky cloth.

Black and red intertwined long swings, fluffy balls gently rubbing against her face, the cold wind envelops an elegant fragrance, simple and heavy, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, gentle and thick like a mountain.

Before the young aunt could recover, she was picked up by someone.

What came into view was the young man's evil and coquettish face, with black moles under both eyes, pale skin, and enchanting red shadows.

The high girl-style ponytail is like a blade, and the smile on the corner of her lips is beautiful and treacherous, like a crow boy, which makes people feel uneasy for no reason.

"My name is Kokarasuma. Although there is a small in my name, it is a sign of modesty. In the past, words that meant something related to big would be deliberately expressed with small."

"My little Karasuma is between Japanese swords and straight swords, like the father of Japanese swords."

"It is my destiny to fight foreign enemies. Even after thousands of years, it has not changed."

"Oh." The young man stretched out his hand and pulled his aunt's face, "This time the master is really unexpectedly small."

"It's just... like a father's daughter."

Young aunt: "...0.0"

Tsurumaru: "...=口="

Karasuma hugged the young aunt with one hand in her arms quite naturally, and moved her eyes to Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was staring blankly at one side, and her smile was particularly sinister and awe-inspiring.

"My boy seems surprised to see that he is a father. I really didn't expect that the knife will turn into a human form one day?"

"But this appearance...hehe, you can't judge people by their appearance."

Karasuma's appearance was only that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, but his aura was so fierce that it made Tsurumaru speechless for a while.

White cranes, black crows.

Even if she raised her head slightly and stared at others, Karasuma still had a calm expression, almost looking down upon the world.

"That..." The crow's wing-like hair on the sideburns was gently pulled down, Karasuma turned her head slightly, and met a pair of clean and clear eyes.

The girl who was as soft and waxy as jade and snowy like mochi dumplings spoke in a low voice.

"...Your Majesty Karasuma."

"You... there seems to be a hole in your pants..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "...Pfft..."

——No, hold back, don’t laugh.

#鹤丸国永, slightly injured. #

Karasuma didn't even turn his head to look at the crane ball that was crouched in the corner of the wall with internal injuries, he just curled his lips slightly, and smiled kindly as if pampered.

"This is one of the costumes of the Heian-kyo period. Because of the ancient swords born in that period, I subconsciously formed such costumes."

"It's master, you are so young, do you also have to bear the burden and mission of fighting foreign enemies?"

The young aunt didn't understand, she rubbed her small fist against her cheek, and said softly:

"I'm not young anymore, I just accidentally became smaller, and I will grow up in the future."

Still such illogical words.

Because we want to meet new partners, we specially prepared a banquet in the evening.

This is almost a customary rule in this maru, as long as there are new companions joining, it is always inevitable to take this opportunity to have a good time.

But when they found out that their new partner was actually the ancestor of Japanese swords, all the swords fell into a mysterious silence.

#I don't want to find a father for myself. #

#A lot of age, can we not arrange seniority? #

#When the government is simply doing something, right? #

"So, the master wasn't originally a child? It's just because he sacrificed himself to pray for the gods to descend, that he became so weak and powerless?"

Karasuma sat at the banquet, holding a wine cup in one hand, still showing a coquettish look with a smile on her lips.

"That's true. Calling a high-ranking god to descend on me because of suicide is almost like wandering in the River of Forgetfulness."

The gentle smile on the corners of Shiqiewan's lips slightly retracted, and the light in his eyes dimmed slightly.

"We are not the swords in this pill, and the original owner is not a qualified judge. But the current lord is a good boy no matter what."

"Human beings are really amazing. Some people can live in such a miserable way, put their incomparable arrogance into the world, and take pleasure in the pain of others."

"But there are also people who are so selfless that they would rather give up life than save death."

"There will be people who don't care about swords and swords, and don't even take the life of Fusangshen who has taken human form seriously."

"But there are also people who will give up their lives just to save more swords from being broken."

"It is the duty and mission of the sword to become the power of the lord and to be broken on the battlefield."

"But as a protected human being, one day he will protect the sword in turn."

"...It's really, really incredible."

"As a father, I am very interested in children's stories." Perhaps because it is too old, Xiao Karasuma's words always have a bit of ancient charm.

"But the past is like the morning dew and the sun, which disappears in a blink of an eye. Only by looking forward to the future can we grow."

He smiled lightly and shook the wine cup, and his movements inadvertently brought out a bit of the elegance of a nobleman in the Heian capital period, the elegant beauty wrapped in silk and bamboo.

The young aunt seemed to be aware of it, turned her head slightly, and smiled slightly in the direction of Xiao Karasuma.

Looking at the immature figure of the little girl, Karasuma suddenly laughed lightly, with the corner of her lips curled up, and raised the wine cup high in the direction of the judge.

"Respect, Gao Jie."