Oda Nobunaga chooses the broken knife

"..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was taken aback.

No.This sentence is not so accurate.

In fact, when he woke up from the forge and planned to give a small "surprise" to the new God Inspector...

The demon king who once held him in his hand, but soon passed it on to someone else, only showed critical eyes.

The imperial royal who was born in the Heian-kyo era froze in place, so rare that he couldn't even utter a word, allowing the girl with black hair and red eyes to take a step forward, and simply pulled away the body from his waist.

"..."

The sword, which should be regarded as life and refused to be touched by others, lay quietly in the girl's hand.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga opened his eyes wide, watching in a daze.

Seeing that Oda Nobunaga, who has always been willful and reckless, but can make everyone shut up, drew his sword out of its sheath with his mouth curled up, and slashed down through the air, chopping the air with a sharp sound, and then, obviously still With a sullen face, he wanted to show a look of disgust, but he couldn't help but raise one corner of his mouth.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga couldn't help it, and blinked.

"Although it's still a familiar knife... well, but, forget it," the Sixth Heaven Demon King muttered, "It's still sharp. I remember I gave you to Mimaki Keunori, right, Tsurumaru?"

I never thought that Oda Nobunaga still remembered his name. In fact, Tsurumaru Kuninaga still wondered if he had slept for too long and had a sour dream when he saw the old master just after he opened his eyes. .He then tilted his head, stretched out his hands, and spread them out—this action brought up Taidao's long sleeves with gold patterns on a white background, making him look like a white crane about to fly.Tsurumaru Kuninaga maintained this unceremonious but sassy gesture, nodded slightly, and said softly, "Yes."

He wasn't too loud.Tsurumaru felt that this must be a dream, that's right, it was like sleeping under the soil of Fushimi Fujimori Shrine for a long time... but it was still a disturbed dream that was excavated by theft.He wondered if the louder the voice, the dream would wake up.He didn't want to make a sound.

But this sentence was asked by the Demon King.There is no way around this, Tsurumaru thought, if Oda Nobunaga needs to know, she must have a way to get the answer.

To be honest, Tsurumaru Kuninaga did not stay for too long in the hands of Oda Nobunaga.

He is a Taidao born in the Heian era, he has gone through countless masters, and experienced countless wars.Blood, death, love, betrayal, the splendor of the nobility, and the downfall of the royal family are all reflected on the sharp and clear blade.

It's just the master who once owned Tsurumaru Kuninaga, the wise lord, the foolish lord, the mediocre lord, the tyrant... the white-haired and golden-pupiled sword narrowed his eyes and smiled meaninglessly.

This smile caught the Demon King's attention.

"What?" Oda Nobunaga said casually.She fiddled with Tsurumaru Kuninaga's main body left and right for a while, and Tsurumaru just stood there with a smile on his face, as if he hadn't thought about whether this moody assailant would throw himself back into the forge with a wave of his hand the same.However, Oda Nobunaga was obviously in a good mood at the moment, she put the blade back into the sheath, raised her hand casually, and stuffed it back into Tsurumaru's arms: "Here."

The 15-year-old girl pouted, then naturally folded her arms and raised her jaw.

This action was filled with the arrogance of the entire Antu City, but it made people unable to help but choose to obey, naturally.Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his hand and rubbed his nose, turned his face to the other side, still smiling.

He thought he had slept too long and didn't wake up.After all, Tsurumaru Kuninaga had never met the 15-year-old Oda Nobunaga. ——He didn't even know that he missed his old master to such an extent that he could still make up Nobunaga's appearance when he was young in his dream.

Since this was his own dream, Tsurumaru was not very respectful—after all, he was a Taidao who was born in Heian-kyo. Nobunaga-kun would be older—he thought about it, hugged the main body, and squatted down. He got down, then stretched out his arms, and gently wrapped them around the girl's waist.

The man named Baihe closed his eyes.His eyelashes trembled uneasily for a moment, like the quivering feathers of a bird.The imaginary girl didn't throw him away, or grabbed his head and hit the railing or something, so Tsurumaru exhaled carefully and lightly.

"Ah," Tsurumaru said in a low voice, "Long time no see, Mr. Nobunaga."

On top of his head, the girl snorted disdainfully: "Everyone who sees me says this. It's boring."

Tsurumaru was easily amused, "Then what can we do? Lord Nobunaga? You will always be our master of the world, right?"

The Demon Lord was not pleased by these words.Instead, she squinted at a qualifying adjective before 'lord of the world'.

Tsurumaru coughed quickly, "Ah la la," he dragged his voice, knowing that his clean and clear voice is actually the type that the devil likes, and sometimes acting like a baby really works for Oda Nobunaga, "Nobunaga, Before, I was really scared."

"Obviously I've always been looking forward to being scared, and I hate the boring life, but I was really shocked——jumped."

Tsurumaru dragged his voice deliberately, which allowed him to win Oda Nobunaga's seemingly impatient tongue smack.

He knew the devil liked this.Tsurumaru smiled secretly, "Hey, I was thinking just now, among so many masters of mine, the time when I was owned by Lord Nobunaga was the most exciting."

Tsurumaru raised his face.Rubbing his cheeks against the standard military uniform, he smelled the smell of leather that seemed to have some gunpowder smoke, and he was almost taken back to the era when galloping the world and heroes fighting for hegemony.Tsurumaru repeated in a low voice, absentmindedly and nostalgic, "Nobunaga..." he said, his voice was inaudible, "I miss you so much."

Oda Nobunaga looked down.

The white-haired and golden-eyed man half-kneeled, wrapping his arms around her body, hugging her reluctantly, and cautiously, as if walking on thin ice. As long as she wanted to, she could kick this daring guy to the wall at the end of the forging room.The smiley face that seemed to fall into a dream at the beginning was suppressed, and Taidao's face was immediately covered with a layer of desolation that had been worn away by time.This is a sword that has experienced too much.Oda Nobunaga suddenly remembered this.

She was a little disgusted, and a little soft-hearted.He crossed his arms and didn't make a sound, nor kicked Tsurumaru Kuninaga away.

Tsurumaru is still stuck in his own memories, "...after you gave me to Jing Ze, his son was defeated... I changed many masters. Later, I was sleeping in the shrine and was robbed out of the grave ...then I was handed over to the Date family...then, the Royal Family..."

"Wait," the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven narrowed his eyes at a certain word in this sentence, "Say it again? The Date family?"

"...Yes, huh?" Tsurumaru obviously never thought that Nobunaga in his dream would be interested in the Date family, he was obviously taken aback, and said stumblingly, "Yes. Masamune, is Date Masamune , not only me, but also Kobo, the Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, which is also Nobunaga’s old sword, one of the 25 Mitsutada, does Nobunaga still remember? Then Galabo, Xiaozhen—”

Oda Nobunaga took a restrained breath and paused word by word: "No, stop, yes—"

A terrible low pressure rose from the girl.

Being stimulated by the same little ghost who came from behind, stimulated his own desire for monopoly—twice, the self-centered devil obviously exploded.

She smiled lowly, then pulled out Tsurumaru Kuninaga's body, and at a second when humans could barely see it, there was a "clang", the tip of the knife brushed directly against Taidao's neck, and slammed the forging knife hard on the furnace wall.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face was startled, and his eyes widened in a daze.He didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to breathe.Because his own body is embedded next to his neck!He could almost feel the cold temperature of the blade! —and that's him himself! !

The terrified Sihua Tachi raised his eyes tremblingly.

At a very close distance, Oda Nobunaga bent down.She looked like she was in the state of wanting to beat someone up before going to the battlefield, and she was gnashing her teeth a little because the guy with no eyes was not in front of her eyes.The demon king narrowed his red pupils, which were full of anger, and finally showed a smile when he was angry.

"...Mitsutada, Tsurumaru," she softly repeated some incomprehensible words, "Hmph. It's all my sword..."

Tsurumaru was so frightened that his feathers almost blew out—if he was really a white crane.

In the next second, Tsurumaru heard Oda Nobunaga smile and tell him almost happily:

"Wait until the next Date Masamune's sword is forged—"

The Demon King of the Sixth Heaven chuckled meaningfully, glanced at the forge behind Tsurumaru, put his hands in the trouser pockets of his military uniform, turned and left.

Tsurumaru: "..."

Tsurumaru: "..."

Tsurumaru: "Wait."

--what are you up to! !What are you going to do, Mr. Nobunaga! ! ! !

Crane Ball, who loves to be frightened, was almost scared to the ground by the Demon King.

And when he rushed out of the forging room in a panic and staggered all the way to the main room, Tsurumaru Kuninaga realized two things:

One, this is not a dream.He really hugged Oda Nobunaga / acted like a baby to the devil / betrayed his old colleagues.

two,……

Who is that enemy dagger in the Japanese room? ? ? ? !Don't pull it out and cut it! ! ! !

The author has something to say:

Stillborn Kuri-chan/Xiaozhen: "..."

The loveless Oda family (cross out) Honmaru (cross out) Shura field: "..."

-June 2017, 4

I just got back from IELTS.There are two more episodes of Civil Servant and I'm going crazy.

If you are free recently, update Mr. Nobunaga first.I'm going to finish one first.Looking at the pits and pits in the column made me explode in place! !

...I know you still love me, right? (weep)