[Touken Ranbu] Asahi

As long as the first step is taken, there will inevitably be a logical second and third step...

On the way forward, it stands to reason that there will be stones that make people want to retreat, but most of them have been swept away by the swords that have been silently laying the groundwork.

Everyone is incredibly gentle.

Qianyu is not as afraid of knives as before.Although he still looks very restrained, he looks like a normal child.

Asahi, who no longer shrinks into her own world, takes over the work that she should have done from Kasen Kanesada.

Reporting, summarizing, planning...

Most of these things are unfamiliar to Qianyu.She had seen her sister do it, and she had learned some of it, but she hadn't had time to practice it.If you start again now, it will be a lot of hard work for a while.

Fortunately, Yaken Toshiro was there to help—although that always made Qianyu think "what's the use of me".

When tidying up the knife account, many names Qianyu were not familiar with.Some of them were picked up halfway, and some were forged in the second batch.

Gritting her teeth, she insisted on setting the unfamiliar group of people as close servants in turn.

—after getting over her fears and obstacles, she should get to know them well.

The valet on the first day was Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro.A sullen-looking guy who likes to wrap himself in a white cloth and cover his face.

Qianyu searched almost every room that day, and found him in a small corner at the back of the courtyard.

"Finally remember me... Ah, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how the imitation is treated."

He glanced at Qianyu so faintly, and pulled the white cloth tighter.

"That's just right, if you get forgotten in a corner, you won't be comparing me with Yamabukiri."

He sat hunched on the veranda, like a moldy white mushroom in the corner.

The speeches above are all my thoughts on the previous cold reception.

"..."QAQ

Before even the greeting process had time to go, the first meeting was a fiasco.This hit Asahi very hard.

This was probably the first stone she stepped on.

With a gloomy face, Asama sat next to Yamabuki Kirihiro with her knees hugged.

So there was another moldy little mushroom in the corner.

The two stayed in such a relatively silent manner for five or six minutes, and it was Yamabuki Kiri Kunihiro who broke the silence first.

"It's boring to stay with imitations."

He seemed unbearable.

"Let's go play with the knives of the Awataguchi family."

Qian Yu heard the sound and looked up at him.It was more like looking at his face than looking at his expression.

Just when Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro couldn't help but want to say something, she suddenly moved her body to get closer to him.

"It's easier to see that way."

She poked her head under the white cloth and looked up at him.

"……what?"

Kunihiro Yamababa was taken aback.He leaned back fifteen degrees.

"Kunihiro, it's beautiful."

Qianyu stuck out two fingers to poke the corners of her mouth up, imitating Wuyoshi Zhenzong.

"Pretty people should smile more."

"Don't call me beautiful!"

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, who was stepped on to the point of thunder, suddenly became furious.

His excited reaction startled the girl.

ahhh... was scared...

Yamabaha thought belatedly.

As the second batch of swords to be forged, he had heard a little about the master's past.

Now, that's fine too.If you feel scared, you will retreat, right?

Seeing that the girl seemed to be frightened and did not move for a long time, Yamabuki Kiri Kunihiro breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little inexplicably lost.

This is just right, rather than gradually losing interest in imitations, it is better to leave them aside from the beginning... This is better for everyone.

But before he finished thinking about it, Yamabuchi Kunihiro saw the girl move half a body towards him, and then picked up his white cloth to cover himself.

The whole action is done in one go.

"……What are you doing?"

Asatama's unreasonable behavior of playing cards obviously slowed down Yamabuki Kunihiro's reaction.At this time, it was too late to stop, the other party had already buried his head and knees with a white cloth and pretended to be a mushroom.

No matter from the consideration of the master-servant relationship or the treatment of sensitive children, it seems that there is no right to grab it now... This made Yamabuki Kirihiro, who wanted to get the white cloth back, temporarily unable to do so.

"Give it back to me." Yamabuki Kunihiro said uncomfortably.

He had never been so close to anyone, let alone sharing a white cloth.

"No." Qianyu's muffled voice came from under the white cloth.

She didn't look up, she just wrapped herself tighter.This forced Yamabagi Kunihiro to tilt a little to the left.

"Is it because I'm a fake? That's why you tease me like this?"

There was more helplessness in his words than anger.

Fortunately, this place is relatively remote. If it were a place where people would pass by at any time, Yamabuki Kunihiro would not have such a patient and calm answer.

"I want to hide too."

Qianyu's voice was very soft, and she didn't know when she became depressed.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I'm actually an imitation too."

Many times, bad memories can be brought back to life with just a few scraps of vocabulary.

Although she is ready to meet these, Qianyu will inevitably be affected.

When emotions suddenly come up, no one can manage themselves well.

"..."

It was obvious that he was laughing at himself but accidentally hurt someone else, which surprised Kunihiro Yamabuchi and felt annoyed at the same time.

Is it a fake too...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his face to the side, and looked at the girl's face covered by the spirit paper.

——It really looks like it.

"Are... are you an imitation of someone?"

It is not uncommon for swords to have imitations, but it would be strange to put them on human beings.This made Yamabuki Kunihiro couldn't help asking - although he regretted it a bit after asking.

"..."

Qianyu didn't answer right away.

Maybe she was organizing her words, or maybe she was thinking about whether to speak...but she finally spoke.

— After all, everything has passed.

"my sister……"

After saying this sentence, it seems that any obstacle disappeared.The words that came out of her mouth were far smoother than she had imagined.

"'They' say I'm a knockoff of my sister...but maybe worse than a fake."

"'them'?"

Kunihiro Yamababa frowned.As a sword that was forged in the early days, he still has heard a little about the past of the god judge.

"The former Honmaru?"

"Ah."

Qianyu didn't deny it.She narrated what she vaguely remembered as if she were telling a story.

"My sister is a very good person."

"She is beautiful, smart, and powerful. She is incomparably reliable and tenacious in character alone."

"I look a lot like her, but I'll never be like her."

As she said this, she became a little shorter again, like a chick curled up in a nest.This made Yamabuki Kunihiro's hand holding the white cloth a little looser.

"'They' are always trying to make me like her."

"Action, tone, back view, posture..."

"If you can't do it in a week, you can use it for a month, if you can't do it in a year, you can use it for a lifetime..."

The girl's voice was low.She spoke as calmly as possible, but Yamabuchi Kunihiro could still hear the fear in it.So he took the initiative and moved closer.

Then slightly raised his hand, covering her even more under the white cloth.

"Need more?" He pursed his lips.

This action is a bit stupid, like two children snuggling up in the snow to keep warm.

"Ah."

Qianyu smiled weakly.She leaned closer to him and wrapped the white cloth tighter.

——It’s a very thin white cloth, but it can brew a little warmth after all.

"But it's like this, but I haven't even learned the fur of my sister...I'm very useless, right?"

She lowered her eyelashes and asked.

"Don't be so tight..."

Yamabagiri Kunihiro said unnaturally.He paused, then picked up the previous sentence.

"You are also excellent...so please stop saying that."

"You are not someone's imitation."

——He is not good at comforting people, this is probably the limit.

"yes……"

Kunihiro Yamababa seemed to see the smile of the judge.

He didn't know whether the other party listened to those words, after all, it was quite pale.

"Then, please don't let Guoguang stop talking about fakes and imitations."

"I've seen you fighting...beautiful and powerful..."

"You are also excellent."

Kunihiro's face warmed up a little at the blunt compliment.He subconsciously wanted to pull the white cloth to cover his face, but he couldn't move it.

When he lowered his head, he saw the interrogator looking up at him.

He hurriedly turned his face away.

"...don't stare at my face."

It was obviously supposed to be a vicious warning, but he lowered his voice because he was concerned about something, and when he said it, he seemed to be whispering and acting like a baby.

"Don't even call me beautiful."

—Two in a row are not allowed.

"Um……"

The girl replied, her voice didn't sound so careless.

So Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro never looked back.

After waiting for a while, the temperature on his face had dropped, and he suddenly felt his shoulders sink.

After a few seconds of silence, he still turned his head and found that the girl was taking a nap against him.

The pure black messy hair, the white and almost transparent cheeks under the spiritual paper, the thin white cloth is almost transparent due to the sunlight...

The sun was too bright to blur everything.

"..."

After a long time of ideological struggle, Kunihiro Yamababa still did not push Asama away.

Hearing the steady breathing sound coming from his ears, he silently acted like a mushroom.

Nothing seems to have changed.

It's just that the atmosphere of resentment can't be formed no matter what.

Later, Minghu led the little fox to find them along the smell.

Seeing them get along so harmoniously, Minghu was quite surprised.

The little fox called Qianyu excitedly.

"Yeah, there are refreshments, my lord! If you sleep too much, you won't be able to sleep at night!"

Qianyu, who had just woken up, looked ignorant, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and made a gesture for a hug.

Minghu froze for a moment, but happily hugged Qianyu up.

——The lord will only be so clingy when facing him.

Minghu's embrace is the most relaxing for Qianyu.She wasn't fully awake at first, but now she accidentally fell asleep again.It made Minghu laugh a little.

But as soon as he took two steps, Minghu realized something was wrong.He looked carefully and found that Qianyu was holding a corner of white cloth in his hand.Following the white cloth, he saw Yamabuki Kunihiro standing there.

He seemed to be thinking about whether to forcefully pull the white cloth back.

"Aren't we together, Kunihiro-kun?"

Considering Qianyu, the little fox slightly lowered his voice.

"The refreshments are well prepared."

"..."

It was rare that Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro did not refuse.

He lowered the white cloth on his forehead, and followed behind.

Minghu...

Under the hood formed by white cloth, the drooping golden eyelashes concealed the blue eyes like sea water.

Although I don't want to admit it...

——But indeed, it makes people a little jealous.