[Sword Ranbu+K] Where the Blade Goes

It's not too late to deal with idle matters.

Based on this principle of action, Tsuyoshi took Yingmaru to apply for a passport to the present world the next day, and opened the door to the present world amidst the background sound of the Honmaru swordsmen clamoring for a souvenir.

"Wow, it's so noisy..."

The scene suddenly switched from a clean Japanese garden to a bustling street in a modern city, Tsuyoshi wrinkled his nose and muttered uncomfortably.

On the side, Yingmaru thought deeply: "Well, the so-called world is such a thing."

Due to living on the other side of the enchantment all year round, even if Zhu Dai was born as a human being, he could not immediately adapt to the style of the present world.Not to mention that in order not to attract attention, the government of time forced her to change into the clothes of this world, and she was only allowed to keep the feathered jacket that could prove her identity. At this moment, she was trying to lengthen her skirt with a bitter face.

"It's really inconvenient to walk with a skirt of this length." She let go of the guide butterfly produced by the government in her hand, and then walked forward in small steps, "I really don't know how girls in this world would wear this kind of dress." Activity……"

"Girls wearing this kind of skirt probably don't need to engage in activities like riding a horse and killing enemies."

Yingmaru replied, and at the same time let her into the side of the road without any trace, separated from the chaotic flow of people around - Zhudai didn't like crowded places, and even in Honmaru, she rarely appeared in the place beyond the crowd. gathering place.

"Compared to that, this trip is more or less to meet the leaders of other forces, you..."

"——I will pretend to be an unfathomable defender of history, when I get there."

Zhu Dai answered, and then raised a gentle and dignified smile: "I have some confidence in my teaching results, no matter how you say it, I am also a 'spirit examiner'."

The petite girl who said this was standing pretty on the corner of the street, but her face had a mature look that didn't match her actual age. Her black hair like a night fell like a waterfall, making her dark eyes steady and intelligent.

This is the child that Ying Wan single-handedly taught.

"Heh... Indeed, you are an out-and-out judge of God."

Noticing the meaning of approval in his tone, Tsuyoshi winked playfully.

(Such a willful and weak appearance will only be shown in front of my knife.)

(The only thing that other people can see is the dignified, beautiful and powerful time guardian who is a god judge.)

(——This is something I have already decided on.)

Thinking of this, she straightened her back and walked towards the destination with Fu Sangshen beside her.

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"...In summary, I'm here to pay my respects to the new King of Order."

Half an hour later, Tsumoyo, who was successfully invited into the office by the person to be visited, explained his purpose of coming with a chuckle. It looked as if the words "Yamato Nadeko" were written on his face.

"But the Government of Time just notified me yesterday, so the time is very limited," she lowered her sleeves a little bit, revealing her pointed chin, the smile on her face faded slightly, and a pair of pure black eyes looked at Qing Wang opposite , "The relevant materials are not prepared enough, please understand... Your Excellency Munakata."

Sitting across from the tea table, the new King Qing, whose real name was Zongxiang Reisi, had a calm expression on his face, as if he was not surprised by her arrival: "It's okay, the previous King Qing left relevant records about your power in the materials, I understand the general situation from it.”

After he finished speaking solemnly, he put his ten fingers in front of him, and when he spoke again, his face showed a faint curiosity, and his eyes pointed directly at Yingse Fusangshen who was slowly drinking tea beside Zhudai: "— —So, this is the god mentioned in the information, the god transformed by the sword."

The god-inspector can use his own spiritual power to summon the spirit body hidden in the sword, which is commonly called "fusangshen", which is a well-known legend in this island country.

Hearing his question, Zhudai also cast his eyes on his own sword. The other party was still drinking tea intently, and seemed to be so drunk that he didn't know what night it was. It was obviously a tea obsession attack, and he had no time to care about others.

(As expected of the Ancient Bizen School...)

Originally from Bizen, where fine tea sets abound, Umaru is a big fan of tea.

She smiled secretly from the bottom of her heart, but didn't show it on her face.

"Yes, this is the Umaru clan, a Taidao forged in the Heian era. Considering his age, he is already an old man." She paused, seeing that Umaru still had no plans to take over, so she could only Added helplessly, "... For some reason, he is obsessed with tea... Let me say, it seems that your tea-making skills are really good."

(At least I have never seen Yingmaru commit tea obsession outside of Honmaru...)

"It's just a trivial skill." Zongxiang said the seemingly modest words, but the interest in his eyes was even higher. He even leaned forward a little to observe the Fu Sangshen who was sitting on the tea table as stable as Mount Tai (this one was still holding his hand) Chawan doesn't listen to things outside the window) "But if you have personal preferences, it means that each of these Fusangshin has its own characteristics... meaning."

"...Well, that's exactly it."

Seeing the knowledge-seeking aura emanating from Munakata, as if he would grab Yingmaru to dissect it in the next second, and the immobile Yingmaru during the sitting, Zhuyo couldn't help secretly thinking about his sword's broad mind (and dull nerves) Expressing admiration, it is worthy of being an antique-level national treasure that has lived for thousands of years, but its demeanor is different.

(In Yingmaru's words, it probably means "don't care too much about other people's eyes"... something like that.)

She thought teasingly, and the remaining seven percent of her attention was to answer Munakata's question.

"Swords and swords are born with spirits, and just like human beings, their own unique experiences will affect the final form of Fusangshen... Among them, of course, their personality is also included."

As soon as this remark came out, Reisi Munakata, who had been full of thought, raised his eyebrows with great interest.

"So," he turned his head to look at the cyan knife placed on the right side of the tea table, "you mean, even my saber is alive."

Tsumoyo also looked at the slender weapon, the delicate shell gleaming with green light, and the icy light of the knife hidden in the sheath, restrained and with a bit of coercion—it really deserves the name "Sirius" excellent sword.

"Yes, I can indeed feel its spirit."

She still answered calmly with ease, behind the long eyelashes that were slowly raised, there were black pupils that shone with a little color.

"And what I can also feel is that it is wary of me... just like you, Your Excellency Munakata." She finally fixed her gaze on Munakata's eyes, and the ice purple eyes of the other party flickered as expected After a bit of surprise, he quickly returned to calm.

Then Zhuyo imitated Munakata's way of observing Omaru, and also leaned forward.

"The Government of Time has come to befriend you with great sincerity. What are you worried about?" She asked with a smile.

For a Japanese-style tea ceremony, the distance between Munakata and Tsuyoshi was too close at this moment, and she could even feel each other's breathing—without any confusion, it was extremely stable.And even if she doesn't look back, she also knows that Yingwan has put down the teacup in her hand at this moment, and for ordinary people, those green eyes that will feel sharp as long as they are looked at are probably looking at the same person as her. direction.

Even so, Munakata Reiji still showed no signs of panic, on the contrary, he even smiled a little.

(...tricky people.)

After making a comment in his heart, Tsuyoshi sat back in his seat safely in the next second, as if it wasn't her who suddenly showed a little aggressiveness just now, and drank the last sip of tea.

"You are really hard to convince." She put down her teacup and said so.

Munakata Reishi also withdrew his forward leaning body, looking extremely happy, as if he didn't feel the slightest hint of Tsuyoshi's probing just now: "Your Excellency doesn't need to convince me, I will make my own judgment on the power you represent."

(This is... a statement that is conceited enough to directly put myself in the position of supervising the actions of others.)

Speaking of this, it is impossible to make any other progress today.

Zhudai nodded slightly, as if he had accepted the other party's speech: "So that's the case, then on my side, I should report the truth to my superiors."

"Be sure to do this," the Lord of Order replied.

The author has something to say: this chapter has become the home of the room chief and grandpa 23333, who also likes the attribute of matcha. It’s so interesting that I can’t help but play meme ww

(However, in fact, I look forward to Fuximi seeing Akashi lazy cancer, will I talk nonsense wwww

(however the fact is that I haven't caught Akashi yet

(It's a sad story