[Sword Ranbu+K] Where the Blade Goes

"...Then, let's talk about it now, what you didn't mention in the military meeting just now." Zhudai turned a corner in the corridor and said this to the white Fusangshen who was following behind.

They had just left the crowded military meeting room. Thanks to the two unscrupulous old men, even after such a meeting, the overall atmosphere in Honmaru is still very relaxed. Most of the swords did not take this time. He didn't take the bombing incident to heart—or, rather, pretended not to take it to heart.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga still smiled inexplicably, and followed her slowly: "Huh? What is the Lord talking about?"

"There are too many doubts, and I don't want to spend time trying to figure them out one by one." Frustrated with his willfulness, Zhudai let out a breath and stopped at the door of his room, "Well, but I can understand you." Don’t want to cause panic, come in and talk.”

After all, there was no sword in Honmaru who dared to enter the room of the God Inspector without saying hello, and this was indeed the most suitable place for a secret conversation.Tsuyoshi likes to be alone, so he rarely takes people into his room on weekdays, so even Tsurumaru has been in Honmaru for a long time, but this is the first time he has stepped into this room.

(Neat and clean.)

(Other than that, it has no features, and I can't tell what the owner of the room likes... Generally speaking, it doesn't look like a girl's room.)

He looked around at the layout of the room, and was about to say something, but in the next second, someone forcibly pressed his shoulders and sat down next to the low plane.The perpetrator pressed his shoulder condescendingly, and pulled out the hammer with one hand from under the machine.

"Take off your clothes. The explosion that can destroy the gate of Honmaru to that extent cannot be sustained under your leadership. And it is to the extent that such small animals escape from the side, at least it is more than slander. "

After being told by the lord, Tsurumaru no longer hides, and undresses in front of her openly - of course, this is not the first time.

"Well……"

Also calm was Tsuyoshi who turned a blind eye to the large piece of flesh, she raised her hand to caress the edge of the wrinkled wound, and frowned: "It looks more like being electrocuted than an explosion..."

She studied it intently for a while, and after making sure she couldn't see anything more, she raised the hammer in her hand and said, "Sorry, I'll treat you right away."

"Huh? That doesn't matter, you can watch it for as long as you want." Tsurumaru stared at Tsuyoshi who was seriously repairing him, and Tsurumaru seemed to be a little emotional, "The master really has never thought about us in that way."

"which aspect?"

Tsuyoshi asked casually, his hands kept moving, and the spiritual power flowed smoothly into the injured skin.

"The physical aspect," he said.

"Body..." She raised her gaze slightly from the wound, away from it, to get an overall impression of his body.

As the spirit of the sword who fights all the year round, Tsurumaru Kuninaga has a strong and beautiful body, every muscle is placed just right, and because he is a spirit body, his skin is fair and delicate, without a trace of scar, which is worthy of worship artwork.

"but,"

After carefully looking at it for two or three seconds, Tsuyoshi leaned over to deal with his wound again: "If I will be tempted at this level, it is impossible for me to pass the internship period."

"But after passing the internship period, there are also some judges who attack the sword, right?"

Tsurumaru asked as if he was stuck on the topic.

Just at this time, Zhudai finally completed the repair work, and while he was slightly relieved, he found that he had to face this problem helplessly.

"Tsuramaru."

She adopted a title that would only be mentioned when talking about serious business, and put the hammer aside.

Then wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Of course I can appreciate your beauty." She deliberately moved closer to his face, "Tsurumaru's body, Mikayue's eyes, Yingmaru's face and Yiqi's smile, even if I have never been in love, they are still very important to me. There's a lot of attraction. It's not an exaggeration to call it 'sex attraction', if I'm not mistaken."

She raised her head slightly, almost at a distance from his breathing.

"But I think that's not the love between lovers."

There was sincerity in the pure black eyes, even at such a close distance, there was no hint of shyness.

"My gentlemen, you can entrust me with the existence behind it without a doubt."

"But that's not love."

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(So, what is love?)

After writing the document to the government, he wrote it and asked the god judges in the adjacent timeline if similar things happened there. After finally completing the phased task, Zhudai had this question in his mind.

She is not the type with a good mind. Although the years of fighting life have given her the judgment and execution ability that she should have as a "lord", in essence, she is just Zhang who has lived for 18 years but has not even had her first love. Of course, it is impossible to understand such a complicated subject with the blank paper handed over.

"Love..."

While muttering, she sat down by the pool in the courtyard.

It was almost Haishi now, most of the swords had fallen into a deep sleep, and Honmaru was quiet, as if even the wind had stopped.Zhudai picked up a few small stones and casually splashed them on the surface of the pool.

(Even so, the life of a god judge does not need romance, which makes people weak (supposedly).)

(But in fact, girls who are not interested in love at all do not exist, right?)

"You really look troubled, my lord."

"--Who?!"

The sudden voice from behind startled her, but after jumping up, she looked around, and just when Zhudai was slightly startled, the somewhat lazy voice sounded again.

"Here, here, look up."

Following the sound, she raised her head, and finally caught the half-up figure on the roof, with blue-purple half-length hair, and the unstoppable lazy aura emanating from her body, all of which showed the identity of the owner.

"...Akashi, if you want to sleep, it's better to go back to your room." Recognizing that it was her own sword, she relaxed her tense back and sighed.

Taidao, whose full name is Akashi National Bank, is jumping off the roof. I don’t have much energy, but the movement of landing is very agile. Hearing this, he said "ah", "I'm going to go back to sleep?" Actually, I hit here at noon Take a nap, then wake up for some reason and it’s night.”

(I don’t know why, but it’s because you’re being lazy...)

Tsuyoshi looked at him with some aphasia. The other party was Honmaru's famous lazy cancer. His biggest hobby was laziness, laziness and laziness, and he never concealed it.It seems to be a very eye-catching one among the wonderful flowers that are competing to bloom in this pill.

"In other words, you missed the military meeting in the afternoon... right?" In fact, there was no need to ask.

"Well, it's warped." He was confident and confident.

"... To some extent, I really admire Akashi's face, huh?" Sure enough, I shouldn't have asked.

Akashi made a little gasp, and seemed to be smiling under the dim moonlight.

"Then what happened to the Lord? It's rare to see you awake at this time."

Perhaps it was the sleep from noon to night that refreshed him a bit, so he took the initiative to inquire about Zhudai's affairs on a rare occasion.

(Thinking about the troubles of a girl—certainly it can’t be said that way.)

Fortunately, Tsuyoshi is best at pretending, and almost immediately pulled out the steady image of the master of Honmaru as a shield: "Because Akashi is asleep, so you don't know yet? The gate of Honmaru was maliciously attacked, and it was through email." Form, so I care a little bit."

"Um--"

In contrast, Akashi didn't have much reaction, even felt a little bored, and encouraged perfunctorily: "Well, then you should work hard."

(Wow, I don't know why, but I feel very angry when I see him acting like nothing to do with me.)

Thinking this way, Tsuyoshi squinted behind Akashi's back, and said again: "——So in order to investigate this matter, Akashi, I need your help."

"Eh?"

The tall slender man turned his head with some surprise.

"Let's count it as your punishment for escaping the military meeting this afternoon," she said, showing the aura of "the master", "What's the answer?"

The astonishment on Akashi's face slowly turned into speechlessness, and he turned his head helplessly, the gentle face under the moonlight showed a little sense of elegance.

"I will listen to the order, but don't expect too much from me."

The man who habitually said frustrating words waved his hands, and disappeared around the corner of the corridor with his Kansai accent.

The author has something to say: I made a mistake in my estimation, and I didn't have time to release the room chief...

But the next chapter will be K's home game, take Akashi to see Fushimi! ! (How much do you want to play this meme

I think this chapter gives a lot of clues. www may have already guessed who is behind the scenes preparing to attack Zhudai www