[Touken Ranbu] Changing aunts every day

Aoki Xingyou is no longer young now, she may have been young and beautiful once, but now that her beauty is old, she is already in her late twilight years.

This woman with the traces of time engraved on the corners of her eyes and brows was sitting on her knees at the coffee table, accompanied by many handsome adult men, but she seemed like a restrained child.

Although compared with these swords with a long history, she is indeed called a child.

"My lord's mother is a very interesting person."

When Yaoken left with Aoki Xingyou, Higakiri held the teacup and said softly:

"I really can't see that the naive and fragile woman that the lord said looks like this."

"It's really interesting." San Riyue thought about the woman's eyes on them just now, nodded and smiled, but didn't say much else.

He is known as the most beautiful of the five swords in the world, and this beauty has never faded in the long time and history.

Now that the sword is turning into a person, the divine beauty is displayed in the most elegant posture, and the beauty that should not exist in the world is enough to make anyone dazzled and shaken.

In Sanri Yuezong's life, there were only two people who were not amazed by his beauty.

One is his current lord, that seemingly immature woman who has actually gone through a long time, she has another soft moonlight in her heart, and her eyes never stop for him.

But when they met for the first time, her eyes were still appreciative and full of admiration—as if staring at the beautiful arc of the moon on his blade.

The Lord is a very interesting woman, she is like a book written in time.

But Sanriyue Zongjin never expected that he would meet a human being unshakable by his beauty again, and it turned out to be a weak woman who hadn't taken it to heart.

——Yes, knowing the past of the lord, Sanri Yuezong has never cared about the mother she talked about.

He is an old man who completely follows his own rhythm and doesn't care what others think.

As for the lord's mother, he just shook his head inwardly after listening to it, regretted, smiled and ignored.

He knew more than any other sword—knowing that Mrs. Aoki hadn't even given her daughter a name.

——It’s a somewhat derelict mother.

But the lord cares, and he has nothing to ask, after all, he is just an ordinary human being.

However, when he met the eyes of the vicissitudes of life with a smile on his lips, he was suddenly surprised to find that this was not an "ordinary" human being.

——The gaze she stared at him was not amazed, not even appreciative. Her gaze seemed to be ignorant, but it was as empty as looking at a painted skin of a beauty.

Not just him, but everyone—oh no, all the good-looking fusangshen.

——They are like murals hanging in the study in her eyes.

Several old swordsmen looked at each other and smiled, and Sanri Yuezong raised his teacup to the others, smiling and saying nothing.

"Human love..." Hidekiri said with a half-sigh.

"It's brighter and brighter than pearls in the deep sea." Karasuma nodded slightly, but she wasn't surprised by it.

——Human love has the same power as hatred.

"so……"

Tsurumaru maintained an unfathomable posture, raised the teacup together with everyone, and said with black lines all over his face:

"What kind of charades are you old men playing?!"

The old people all gave a kind smile of caring for mentally handicapped children, and started stabbing without hesitation: "Oh, Tsurumaru, are you still there? Hahaha, it's so quiet today, I didn't notice you."

"Be good, my father. If you have something to say to your brother, you can go and play with the daggers."

"Aren't His Highness Tsurumaru going to help Mr. Mitsutada prepare dinner together? It might be a bit boring here."

Facing a group of old men who are pure in appearance and black in heart, Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly felt that he was going to be a little emotional:

"I just want to see what kind of woman the lord's mother is!"

"In this way, it will be convenient to bring more shocks to everyone in the future!"

Contrary to the old men, Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt that Aoki Anyou was extremely boring.

He doesn't like a life like a pool of stagnant water, it reminds him of the period of time as a funeral object, if there is no shock in life, the heart will die before the body.

Tsurumaru Kuni never wanted to come to the elderly group to join in the fun, but he just wanted to leave a good impression first and prepare for the future scare.

——It's just a pity, the other party is obviously not a good scare target.

—The mind has died before the body.

"This is too boring——" Tsurumaru Kuninaga put his head on the coffee table dejectedly, and when he rolled it left and right, his snow-white hair covered his face, and he looked more like a white-haired crane.

At this time, Aoki Anyou, who was considered "very boring" by Tsurumaru, was following in the footsteps of Yakuken, and walked across the entire scenery of Honmaru like a horse on a horse.

"Our Awataguchi currently has twelve swords, one of which is a tachi, one is a sword, two is a shaki, and the rest are short swords."

"My elder brother Ichishin is the highest masterpiece of Yoshimitsu Awataguchi, and the only sword he ever forged in his life."

"Uncle Minghu is the work of Senior Kuniyoshi Awataguchi. According to seniority, he is our uncle."

Yaoken introduced the history of the Awataguchi sword school in a calm tone, without excessive boasting, but with a proud look.

"Although there are only twelve relatives now, with the passage of time and the growth of the general's strength, Honmaru will definitely have more and more famous swords."

"Yes, is it?" Aoki Xingyou was ignorant, but she barely knew who the "general" was referring to, she immediately lowered her head and said, "A dozen children, Senior Awataguchi really worked hard."

"Indeed, our Awataguchi family is a very large family." Yaken hadn't noticed the sinister meaning in the words, just adjusted his glasses, and estimated:

"There are probably nearly 300 Awataguchi Toshiro known today."

——Three, more than 300? !

Shocked by this sensational data, Aoki Xingyou was so speechless that she could barely speak a word.

Looking at the young man who talked eloquently and with a mature and neat manner, Aoki Xingyou felt an unspeakable admiration and admiration in her heart: "It must be difficult to take care of so many children, right?"

Yao Yan turned his head and smiled at her, with a hearty smile, heroic eyebrows and eyes, showing everywhere that a young man doesn't match his appearance with an air of maturity.

"It's not hard work, the younger brothers are very well-behaved, and the elder brothers are also very reliable."

"Although I don't know about elegance, I'm good at taking care of people."

After hearing this, Aoki Xingyou stared at Yaoken lovingly with a motherly gaze. During this period, she felt sympathetic, as if seeing a child who had to grow up due to the pressure of the family environment.

Yaoken's nerves, which were trained on the battlefield and almost surpassed that of ordinary people, suddenly issued a dangerous warning.

Before Yao Yan had time to react, he heard Aoki Xingyou say softly and cautiously:

"Senior Awataguchi is really amazing. His wife must be great to take care of so many children."

"I can take care of everything among so many children, and I can even teach Yaoyan-jun so well."

"What a wonderful couple."

Yakuken: "..." No, what misunderstanding do you have about Yoshimitsu Awataguchi?

#My younger brother's number is said, and I am afraid myself. #

#I heard that your father has more than 300 children, which really scared me. #

Yaken, who has a very masculine personality, can't let such a misunderstanding happen, trying to explain to Aoki Xingyou what the so-called Fusangshen is.

However, Aoki Xingyou, who grew up in the ivory tower, obviously finds it difficult to accept the concept of turning people into people with swords, and even doesn't understand why he keeps claiming that he is not human when he is clearly a handsome young man in front of him?

Probably because the senior "Awataguchi Yoshimitsu" was an avid sword lover.

Yakuken Toshiro felt tired because he couldn't explain it, but was treated as a rebellious brat in the second stage of middle school.

Talking too much, Aoki Xingyou, who couldn't explain it at all, moved infinitely closer to Mikami Tsukimune no matter whether it was a smile or eyes.

Banners reading "Caring for mentally handicapped children is everyone's responsibility" were written in his eyes.

Yao Yan: "...Madam, as long as you are happy."

In his heart, he felt that the unrequited Yaoyan Demon King had a full aura, and finally nodded and smiled domineeringly, exposing everything in an extremely domineering manner.

Then the misfortune was diverted.

"The residence here belongs to the Qingjiang Dao Sect and the Zuowen Dao Sect. Because most of them worship Buddha, the general specially arranged a quiet courtyard for them."

Yaoken Fujishiro walked into a slightly remote courtyard with Aoki Xingyou, and introduced naturally: "The Qingjiang Sword Sect now has two strikes, and the Zuowenwen Sword Sect is three brothers. Except for the smiling Qingjiang, they all believe in Buddhism. .”

"But now it happens to be the time for their daily classes, so let me show my wife around first."

Aoki Xingyou has no special beliefs, but in a place like Japan where incense is prevalent, there is still a trace of reverence for Buddhism.

Hearing that she was going to meet monks, Aoki Xingyou seemed a little nervous, fearing that her words and deeds would make mistakes and offend the eminent monks.

The first person Aoki Xingyou met was Saya Zuomonji who was cleaning the yard.

The little boy was wearing a rough blue cassock, holding a broom and cleaning the courtyard meticulously. His eyes were fierce, but his eyes were serious and indifferent.

He has always been like a persimmon, peel off the somewhat gray and dry outer skin, and you can see the sweetness inside like honey syrup.

But few people can touch the softness in his heart when they meet for the first time.

"Brothers are still chanting." Xiaoye Zuowen nodded towards Yaoyan, he looked up at Aoki Xingyou, his tone mixed with subtle tenderness, "I'll call them."

"No need, no need, there is no need to disturb the daily classes." Aoki Xingyou hurriedly waved her hand, knowing that monks' daily classes are compulsory, and she didn't want to disturb them because of it.

Xiao Ye Zuowen slightly bowed his head, he was standing in a secluded courtyard in cassock, even the morning breeze seemed extraordinarily gentle.

Through the open door, Aoki Xingyou only caught a glimpse of the backs of the two, thin and straight, making people think of bamboo in an instant.

"His Highness Shuzhuwan's daily class is usually relatively early, and it should be finished by this time." Yao Yan said with a smile, "Why don't you visit Shuzhuwan and His Highness Qingjiang first?"

"That should be the case." Aoki Xingyou nodded hastily, and she didn't want to disturb the peace of others by herself, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

When I came to the house of the Qingjiang Sword Sect, I happened to meet Shuzhumaru Hengji and Smiling Qingjiang who were dressed in internal uniforms and were preparing to be the squad today.

"Good morning, ma'am, Yaken-kun." Tsuzumaru Kōji, who had already received the news, was not surprised by Aoki Anyou's visit. Xiang Xiang smiled and nodded, and said in a warm and authentic tone, "The weather is fine today, do you two want to come in for a cup of tea?"

Standing in the morning light, the god closed his eyes and smiled slightly, his long black and white hair flowing down smoothly, as if he was about to melt into the skylight.

"No, I'll show my wife around, and then I'll go to other people's places."

Yaken Toshiro waved his hand, talked with Qingjiang for a few words, ordered some things, and left with Aoki Xingyou.

Yao Yan soon discovered that Aoki Xingyou seemed to have something on her mind, frowning slightly, with a tangled expression on her face and a bit hesitant to speak.

Yaken Fujishiro, who is extremely masculine and considerate, immediately asked: "Do you have any troubles? Please tell me, I can solve it for you."

"No, it's nothing." Aoki Xingyou hastily denied, and said softly, "It's just a little puzzled."

"Are you wondering why?" The clear smile on Yaken Toshiro's face remained unchanged, but his heart sank slightly, a little worried that the lord's mother would have a bad impression of swords.

"It's not a particularly confusing thing, it's just..." Aoki Xingyou glanced at Yaoken, and said with some embarrassment, "I just feel a little strange."

"Buddhism has a saying that three thousand threads are full of troubles, so there is a saying of three thousand threads of troubles." Aoki Xingyou said like this.

Yao Yan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart again.

Sure enough, in the next second, Aoki Xingyou said:

"Those adults, the three thousand troubles have not diminished but increased. Could it be that they are more troubled than ordinary people?"

Drug Research: "..."

#Ma'am, what you said really makes sense. #

#No wonder Jiang Xue is unhappy all day long. #

#There is a faint feeling of being persuaded. (manual goodbye.jpg)#