[Sword Ranbu+K] Where the Blade Goes

[Occasion [-]: Zhudai & Sirius]

The cyan rapier glowed coldly under the moonlight.

Zhudai stared at it blankly for a few seconds, feeling a headache for King Qing's willful behavior.Swords also pick their masters, and forcing them to get along with inappropriate people will only hurt both sides.As for Sirius' favorability towards her...she wasn't thick-skinned enough to ignore the other party's multiple threats.

"You've worked really hard, too."

She smiled wryly and raised her hand to pick up the sword. Compared with the weapons made by famous craftsmen in Honmaru, the swords born in this era are inevitably stained with elements of the high-tech world, whether it is the scabbard or the handle. You can see the traces of the assembly line. After all, compared with the really important blades, they are all parts that can be replaced at any time.

There was also a maintenance box in her pocket for easy access. She took out a piece of rice paper from it, bit it between her lips and teeth, and slowly pulled out the sharp blade in front of her eyes.

("Oh? You're really bold.")

At the same time as the scabbard was unsheathed, an arrogant male voice sounded along with the buzzing of the blade, and the bright moonlight slanted into the unlit guest room, coating the room with a layer of silver light.

("My lord is not by your side at this moment, aren't you afraid that I will cut you off?")

Zhudai was still biting the rice paper, so naturally he couldn't strike up a conversation smoothly, so he only bent his eyebrows and smiled.

"You must do what you promise to others." She said vaguely.

Fortunately, Sirius is not a sword that pays attention to details. It automatically filtered her syllables that were slurred due to the clenched teeth, and snorted: "If you do maintenance for me, save it, I don't want to be called a famous sword A woman whose master doesn't even have a knife of her own... Ugh!"

The last sound directly turned into a joyful sword cry, Zhudai held another piece of rice paper, and stroked the blade to the end without haste, the strength honed on his own sword made Sirius' hilt tremble.

Noticing the other party's reaction, Zhudai raised the corner of his mouth: "What did you say?"

It was only then that Sirius realized that the main body had successfully betrayed its emotions, and became a little annoyed for a moment: "Don't, don't think that it is great to be able to maintain a sword. You are not worthy of swinging a sword at a person like you who has no will...!"

It stopped talking again, because Tsuyoshi put down the rice paper for wiping, took out the powder ball for hand, and began to pat lightly along the blade.Although it tried its best to endure, the handle of the knife was still trembling slightly in Tsuyoshi's hands. If its body wasn't too hard, it might have been completely stretched out like a pet cat.

(Although the snoring and temper tantrum looks a lot like a cat now.)

While suppressing a smile, Judai continued to move his hands, but the soft voice that slipped between his lips and teeth became clearer.

"Ok, I know."

As if she didn't hear the angry accusation at all, she passed the sentence lightly, wiped off the dust on the blade, and applied oil to her hand.

"But it's okay, I assure you, this time with the knife..."

The soft cotton cloth diffused the knife oil. She raised the knife in her hand and looked carefully at the light from the window.

"—it must be for my own will."

The moonlight filled the room, and the silver light slid from the handle to the tip of the knife, as bright as a sky wolf.

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[Occasion [-]: Fushimi Sarubiko & Lai Pai]

This must be the director's bad taste.

Fushimi Saru Hiko looked expressionlessly at the face in the room that was 1.3% similar to himself, and there were two children less than [-] meters tall.

Except for the director's bad taste, he doesn't think about it.

He turned around and walked out the door. It was better to stay in the office all night than to sleep with someone... although in theory the people in the room were not counted as people.

"Do you want to go out after you come back? It's better to rest early for tomorrow's work."

There was a calm inquiry from a child behind him, and Fushimi glanced at the source of the sound. The child in military uniform was carrying a large sword longer than his height, with a calm expression.

"...Don't mind your own business, brat."

he replied nonchalantly.

"Really?" The boy adjusted the hat on his head, ignored him, and went to push Ming Xing, who seemed to have fallen asleep, "Wake up, Guo Xing, if you want to sleep and return to your body, otherwise you will be hurt." The lord consumes a lot."

(Compared to the person who has an adult appearance, it is more reliable to look like a child.)

Fushimi closed the door behind him and walked down the corridor towards the stairs.

(…like that guy.)

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[Occasion [-]: Akiyama Ice Club & Awataguchi]

"Then, this is your temporary residence."

Akiyama turned on the indoor light, and the daggers outside the door cheered and jumped in when they saw the soft bed, leaving only the young man who looked like an elder brother to salute him slightly: "I am very grateful for such a thorough arrangement."

"Ah...well, you are the room chief's guests, and everyone in S4 will do their best to receive them."

Although somewhat uncomfortable with Touken's identity as Fusangshen, the other party's polite attitude won a certain degree of favor from Akiyama: "If there is any need for help, Captain Benzai and I are next door."

Most of the swords in Honmaru are full of personality. It is rare to meet such a person with the label of "Five Lectures and Four Beautiful Youths" in the first episode, and the formulaic smile adds a bit of sincerity.

"Compared to us, human beings' sleep time is more cherished." He politely declined, but his expression was very gentle, "Thank you again, and I wish you a good night's sleep."

"An, sleep well."

Akiyama was obviously not used to the contemporary good night way of dealing with Sangshen, reluctantly followed, nodded slightly, and closed the door.

The people in the room were lying on the carpet, with their right calf raised, and the lower half of their faces buried in their arms. The voice came out a little muffled: "The man just now looks a bit like Brother Yiqi."

"Huh? I think Brother Yiqi will be stricter." Goto, who had climbed onto the upper bunk, leaned on the edge of the bed and looked down, met the gaze of Yiqi who was walking up, and blinked his left eye, "Right, Brother one."

In the first phase, he raised his hand and tapped him on the head: "If you know, go to sleep quickly. This is not the main pill, and there is nowhere to replenish the consumption of the master's spiritual power."

"...For the Lord Master..."

A small voice came from the lower bunk opposite, and Wu Hutui had already tucked into a ball in the quilt obediently, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "You must have a good rest..."

"That's it." Yao Yan who was near the door agreed, one hand was already hanging above the light switch, "It's time to turn off the light?"

There was a flurry of approval from all sides of the room, and he flipped a switch.

Dark as ink.

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[Occasion [-]: Munakata Reishi & Mikazuki Munekin]

Munakata Reiji said he was not surprised at all when he found the old man drinking alone on the moon outside the door of his room.

"Your Excellency Sanriyue." He greeted.

Fu Sangshen, who was as beautiful as a crescent moon, looked over with a smile, and seemed not to be disturbed: "Isn't this a young man who is interested in my lord? What's the matter?"

And Munakata Reji is not a character who would blow his hair if he was spied on. His attitude is still calm: "I don't deny that I like Tsuyoshi-kun very much. She is a very interesting person. But what I am curious about is,"

He took a step closer and walked to the window where Fu Sangshen relied.

"Why would Sanri Yuezongjin, the leader of the Five Swords in the World, choose to follow such a person? In terms of strategy and courage, there are not many people who are stronger than Zhu Daijun."

"Hahaha, what a sharp question."

Speaking of such lines, Sanriyue showed great tolerance for his direct questioning, and the pupils with a crescent moon hidden in her eyes looked at the real moon in the night sky: "If you want to say why..."

If you want to say why, for the elderly who have lived for so long, there is no reason.

It's just that he felt that the child's wish was so immature and cute, so he extended a helping hand out of pity.

But it's just...

"... It's just a matter of being loyal to the emperor." He replied with a light smile.

(——so as long as it is my lord's wish, it will be fulfilled for her.)

"It turns out that I was taught."

Munakata Reishi still had that leisurely look, it was really hard to tell whether he heard the half of what he had said.

However, Sankaiyue is not someone who would care about these things. After receiving the answer, he put down the teacup with one hand: "Then, it's time for the old man to go to bed. Your Excellency Munakata should also rest earlier."

"No, I still have some things to consider, so this is fine for now." The young man by the window rejected the other party's kindness straight away.

San Riyue was not angry, but just glanced at him and disappeared behind the door.

Reisi Munakata was left behind to cover the window frame with one hand, and the bright moon of tonight was reflected in his raised icy purple eyes.

"...The Lord of Swords...is..."

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[Occasion [-]: Zhudai & Munakata Reishi]

She was awakened by the sound of the sword.

When he opened his eyes, the Sirius in his arms was still vibrating, and the arrogant voice was very disdainful: "I don't even feel someone approaching, can you really survive on the battlefield with your vigilance?"

"Hmm...but if the other party can infiltrate Scepter 4 silently, it won't matter if I'm awake."

Somewhat resentful that someone had disturbed her sleep, she stabbed at it in a gentle manner, and then raised her eyes to look at the door, but just as she turned her head, a piece of blue windbreaker slipped in front of her eyes, and she was speechless for a while.

"...Tell me Sirius, how long has this Munakata-san been here?"

Sirius was obviously still angry with her, and when he spoke again, his contempt was even stronger: "It's been an hour, I'm calling you because I really can't stand it anymore, hurry up and kneel down to thank me, mortal."

(...do I thank you for watching a white drama for an hour?!)

Tsuyoshi gritted his teeth, and it turned out that discord in nature is discord, and it is impossible to produce any fundamental changes in one night.She raised her hand and threw the rapier into Munakata's arms.

"Put it away, your sword."

After speaking, he looked at the sky, it was dark blue, and it looked like six o'clock at most, and he felt even more incredible: "Did you...wake up early or stay up all night?"

Munakata, who had been watching the human-knife interaction with great interest, took a half step away from her happily: "I came to the office early because I remembered something. I didn't expect Sirius and Jushiro-kun to get along so well. Lord."

"I am over-flattered."

Tsuyoshi, who just woke up, didn't have any intention of arguing with him. He yawned a little, stood up and stretched his limbs: "Then, what is it that prevents the king of order from sleeping?"

"...Why do you assume that I haven't slept all night?"

"Because if you got up early, you wouldn't answer in this way." Stretching her body, she casually leaned on the desk behind her, arms crossed, "Tell me? Anyway, we It's an ally relationship."

"..."

Munakata Reiji looked at her quietly for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

It was a smile that seemed to say "I lost to you", which made Zhuyo look at a loss, and then something happened that made her even more puzzled.

——The cyan sword that was just thrown back by her was raised by his hands again, and held in front of her eyes.

"you--"

"—As the chief general, you don't even have a weapon in your hand, isn't it too rude to others?"

Munakata smiled and lowered his hands a little: "You are on the battlefield of history, this is the meager effort I can do as an ally."

"I am here, looking forward to your triumphant return."

Judai stared at him blankly, the seriousness in those purple eyes did not seem to be fake, the light from the window behind slowly cast a golden halo on him and the weapon in his hand, together with the original Even the cold-colored scabbard gave off a little warmth.

Its daybreak.

The author has something to say: finally wrote the gift of the sword stem!Watching the theatrical version, I feel that the plot is so good. If you change a suitable partner, it will be like a token of love wwww

Although the two of them haven't developed to the point of being in love now... at most it's just a good feeling (

Who made the head of the office so difficult to cry, don't blame me.

The next chapter is a happy false ending, and after that is the real ending, I personally prefer the real ending, but since there are little angels who want the knife man not to leave HE...well, those who want that ending just pretend not to see it The last chapter is alright