[Touken Ranbu] Changing aunts every day

"I, as one of the five swords in the world, named Suzumaru Koji, came here in pursuit of Buddhism."

"...The props that kill people are protecting the Buddha way. Is this way of existence wrong?"

The eyes of the beautiful and picturesque Buddha knife were lightly closed, and there was almost holy compassion on the handsome face, and he said softly: "Please give me more advice."

His black and white gradient long hair is like a brushstroke of thick ink and color, and the purple eyeshadow at the corners of his eyes is like a butterfly about to fly.

He was standing with a knife in his hand, his body was slender and straight, and the too long prayer beads were wrapped around his body, winding down to the ground.

Such a feeling of resemblance, that kind of familiar tenderness made Aoki Shigure's plain and shallow smile completely freeze on the corners of his lips.

--so similar.

——Too much like the existence that lives in memories and dare not touch.

His thoughts were disturbed, as if he had gone through a thousand years and returned to that person.

How cold was the snow in winter at that time?With tears in her eyes, she prayed to the god who didn't know whether it really existed-offering her faith and loyalty, and even her own soul.

Then he appeared in front of her, looking down at her who was lying in the snow with slightly lowered eyes, with calm and gentle eyes.

"My lord? My lord?"

His sanity came back in an instant, Shigure blinked his eyes, and turned his head slightly to meet Horikawa Kunihiro's clean eyes full of worry.

"My lord, why are you in a daze again? Your Highness Shuzhuwan has been waiting for a long time!" His tone rose slightly, and he resolved the unspeakable embarrassment in a considerate and sensible manner.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I just remembered an old friend." Shi Yu explained with a smile. Fortunately, she is now in the shape of a teenager, so this explanation will not be misunderstood by the Buddha knife as a Yangou idiot.

"Say, Your Highness Suzumaru, I'm glad to meet you. I'm the examiner of this Honmaru, Rina." Seeing Suzumaru nodding slightly, Shigure continued with a smile, "Then let this child, Horikawa, take you to get acquainted." ..."

A very ferocious roar immediately swept through the entire Honmaru: "Rina——!!! Hand over Shuzhuwan Hengji!!!"

Shuzhuwan Hengci: "..."

Horikawa Kunihiro: "...Ah, isn't this Miss Yugure?"

Aoki Tokigure: "...In my opinion, I'm probably stupid, and the restricted forging crashed again?"

Asakawa Nao felt bitter, but she just couldn't say it.

If I had known that the "gentle and quiet" Suzumaru Koji in the legend was actually this type, I wouldn't kill her if I killed her, so how about Shi Yu forging some kind of Buddha knife?

When people are old, it is easy to miss the old days. Although friends always say that they see it away, they are all alone in more than a dozen reincarnations. Nao Asakawa knows that her love has already passed away with her lover.

——For Shigure, the existence of swords is special, if they are similar, wouldn't it be more sad?

Honmaru, who rode the little skylark and dragged Hasebe all the way to Shigure, with a roar like a bandit's declaration, she fell off the horse and threw herself into the arms of Shigure who came in a hurry.

Asakawa Nao: "..." Gao Fei, labor and management's head hurts from having no breasts!

Aoki Shigure: "..." Bastard, it's a good thing he doesn't have breasts, otherwise he'll spit up milk in pain!

"You haven't forged a few beads yet, have you?!" Asakawa Nao grabbed Shigure's skirt and stared at her fiercely, as if Shigure raped her wife.

Seeing the anxiety and worry in her eyes, Shi Yu realized why she came here, a little funny and a little touched, he just reached out and patted her on the head lightly: "It has been forged."

As soon as the words fell, Horikawa Kunihiro, who had a slow maneuver value behind him, was rushing over with Suzumaru Koji, and Asakawa Nao glanced at it, and suddenly felt ashamed.

Nao pointed at Suzumaru Tsuneji expressionlessly, then turned to Yaki Hasebe and said, "Did you see that Zhenfo knife? Take it back and use it as Yazhaifu knife."

"Alukin, there is already a Zhaifu knife in this pill." Hasebe, who was also deadpan, said nonsense, "NTR is wrong."

Asakawa Nao hid her face in pain: "You have changed, Hasebe, you used to answer 'worship the lord' no matter what I said! And where did you learn the words NTR?"

Cutting Hasebe: "It was you who taught me, my lord. Since you proposed to use glass slag to bathe last time, I have found that your dictatorship and your life are full of contradictions."

"Get out of your contradictions, you go! I don't have long legs like yours!" Nao Asakawa growled and was dragged all the way into the tea room by Shigure. The small background with fallen leaves was very quiet and desolate.

Press cut. Long legs. Old lady. Hasebe turned his head expressionlessly to look at Horikawa Kunihiro, who had been guarding in front of Suzumaru Koji just now, and said, "Sorry, our lord was rude."

"Well, it's nothing, I'm going to take His Highness Shuzhuwan to the tea room for a sit-down, and arrange a residence by the way. Would His Highness Hasebu want to have a cup of tea together?" Po secretly broke into a cold sweat, and warmly greeted him.

"That would be a lot of trouble."

Since the accident happened just now, Suzumaru Koji, who is the "sword of Qing Honmaru", has always looked indifferent, his heart is like still water, and he is not shaken by external objects.

It wasn't until Horikawa approached and asked him what he wanted for the residence that he smiled slightly and said, "No, I'm sorry to trouble you."

After being used the honorific title by Five Swords under Heaven, Horikawa hurriedly said that he did not dare, and led the two of them to the tea room, still a little puzzled by the previous attitude of the god judge.

——It is the duty of monks to eliminate the sorrows of the world.

Suzumaru Tsuneji walked around a corner following Horikawa Kunihiro's footsteps, and his long hair that reached the ground drew a smooth and graceful arc.

—Then, my lord, for whom are you mourning?

"Too much to worry about."

Shi Yu smiled and poured tea for Nao Asakawa, and said calmly: "Although they are similar, it is not him. I am very clear about this."

"Whether it is taking His Highness Suzumaru as him, or implicating past memories and feelings on people today, it is a kind of blasphemy and betrayal, isn't it?"

—Her love is perfect and flawless.

Asakawa Nao took a sip of the tea, obviously eating the sweet and greasy snacks, but felt full of bitterness and it was hard to bear.

——It is precisely because she has always cherished such reason and loved deeply with a clear mind, so she will burn that love and the mood of her lover together at the end.

——No, it's not like that.

——She still "loves" him now.

"...Forget it, I don't think I can control your matter."

Asakawa Nao drank the tea in one gulp, but still felt irritable.

"Yinyi has already started to hand over the work of Yashou to you? How do you feel?"

"Well, how should I put it?" Shi Yu raised his hand, and the knuckles of his index finger gently pressed against his chin, "Probably... some accident?"

"I never thought that the retrograde army was created by these children who wanted to save their old masters, and it didn't exist to change history like the government of the time."

"I never thought that the violation of non-discrimination is actually..."

"Hush——" Asakawa Nao stopped her words, and hissed with a bit of toothache, "It's just a guess, it's not confirmed yet."

Shi Yu just smiled and said nothing, shook his head, and didn't speak any more.

——Who is the retrograde army and who is the historical "revisionist"?

"Osaka Castle will open again after the end of the Treasure Village." Thinking of the first phase of his brother-digging machine, Nao was so sad that he burst into tears.

But when it comes to the new Fusangshin, Nao is happy again.

"This time my younger brother is Hakata Toshiro. I heard he is a little god of wealth. If I take him to find my younger brother in the future, there will be many small judgments!"

"Osaka Castle, it's been a long time since I went out with you." The brats in the family are all well-trained, and Shigure is now gradually changing from a martial arts department to a literary reviewer.

"Let's go and have a look. In the case of Osaka Castle, the god judge must accompany you." Asakawa Nao determined to eat up all the snacks in Shigure Honmaru, and said vaguely, "Because I am worried that the transmission of spiritual power will be hindered."

"But that place is really depressing, I suggest you bring a few books or lunch." She joked.

Nao Asakawa drove Hasebe around for a while and then went back. Before leaving, he repeatedly emphasized that there is no shortage of a Buddha knife at home, and he can send him here at any time if he feels stuck.

Grandma Shiyu was very moved, and then rejected her.

In the evening, a welcome party was held for the new Buddhist sword, and Suzumaru Kouji even accepted the meeting ceremony in the hands of his father, Karasuma.

"Your Majesty Karasuma, if you don't start saving new year jade now, you will be ashamed for the New Year." Shi Yu hugged Wuhutai in one hand and Akita in the other, reminding him very kindly.

——All Honmaru only have this knife during the Chinese New Year, and they will not receive New Year jade at all.

"It's okay, the children are very filial on weekdays, and they don't spend too much on being their father." Fu Sangshen, who looked like a teenager, patted the Buddha knife on the shoulder amiably, turned his head and said.

"Compared to this, master, have you not fully recovered yet?"

"Huh? Not yet." Shi Yu shook the two small short knives in his hands, making the two children giggle, "It will take a while, and the state of left and right will not affect the work, will it?"

Karasuma silently watched Saya Zuofuji who was being dragged all the way while holding the examiner's thigh, and then looked back at Suzumaru Kōji, who was gentle and demure and beautiful like a flower, and suddenly felt——

Well, there is not much difference between a daughter and a son.

After a sumptuous dinner, Shuzumaru Koji was dragged away by adult swordsmen to exchange news and popular science knowledge, and the heavy responsibility of taking care of the bear child fell on the god judge.

Shigure smiled and waved at the adult Touken, left a sentence of "Get along well" and took Wakizashi and the dagger to another room.

Regarding this, the daggers expressed their displeasure: "His Highness Qingjiang is not a child anymore!"

"Oh, oh, I'm still a wakizashi." Smiling Qing Jiang put his palm on his chin and smiled extraordinarily wickedly, seriously expressing that he is 1.6 meters seven and still a middle school student.

"Besides, besides the beautiful master here, who else in this hommaru can be called a child?"

"However, the master has grown into a mature woman who makes people's heart beat—"

Then the pornographic middle school student was given a wall by the domineering president's aunt.

Relying on the fact that he has grown to a height of 1.7 meters [-] in the past few days, the slender and handsome boy propped up the wall with one hand, and smiled warmly and tenderly.

"Qing Jiang has also grown into a great grandson who makes me very happy."

#笑面青江, choose Broken Knife. #

In the end, Qingjiang was thrown back into the conference room amidst protests by the short swordsmen that "His Highness Qingjiang will tell scary stories to scare us" and Gu Gu who rarely spoke once, "His Highness Qingjiang and His Highness Shuzhumaru are both Qingjiang Sword Sects".

Qing Jiang, who failed to flirt with his aunt but was thumped, felt that in this indifferent world, only little yellow books still had a little warmth.

It was decided that in a few days, he would replace the Lotus Sutra of Susumaru Tsuneji, the bane that prevented him from being alone with the God Judge, with a yellow book, and blame Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

#计算通√#

With a group of teenagers and children, at most they just play cards, watch TV and play games, but the short knives obviously feel that this kind of activity that can be done usually is very boring. The opportunity is rare and they always hope to get closer to the judge .

It would be great if the activities could be carried out around the God-inspector.

So it was finally decided to let the judge tell a story.

"Don't want the story in the storybook, I've told it in the first issue."

Ranto Shiro propped his chin, his orange hair was scattered on his shoulders, so sweet and cute that it made one's heart soften.

"Master, tell me some special stories! For example, Master's past—?"

Shi Yu blinked and sighed, "Tell me a story..."

"Okay, let me tell you a story."

"A long time ago—probably a story from the Warring States Period, in a remote mountain village, there was a workshop specializing in weaving clothes—"