[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

As an illiterate who doesn't even have a high school diploma, and has a capable sword in his hand, Fujiki feels very at ease and pushes all the paperwork for Honmaru to Hasebe and Ichiki Ichishin.

However, Yaki Hasebe has always been troubled by his low strength. This kind of irritability and anxiety came to Honmaru with the full-level boss Tsurumaru Kuninaga and a group of wandering Fusangshen with an average training level of 90. Then it became more serious.

Therefore, when the God Judge is not in Honmaru, Yaki Hasebe will mercilessly leave the paperwork to Yiqi Yizheng, and pull the swords and swords that are less skilled such as Qingjiang and Gukui Toshiro with a smile Fu Sangshen ran to the battlefield to level up.

I can understand the annoyance of cutting Hasebe for the first phase, because there is no problem with the master control, and I am also good at paperwork, so I have no complaints, and I am very conscientious and conscientious.

When Yiqi Yizhen finished writing a battle report and was about to get another one, he suddenly noticed a fluffy little red head lying outside the shoji door. Shrunk back.

"...Shinano?" As the elder brother who always puts his younger brother first in his life, Yiqi Yishen immediately called out the name of the dagger, put down his pen and gestured to Shinano Fujishiro who stuck his head out of the door frame again. He waved and smiled, "Come here."

In response to his brother's call, the red-haired dagger ran to Yiqi Yizhen's desk without any hesitation and sat down obediently, with his hands on his knees, looking at Yiqi Yizhen with bright eyes, full of Not dependent, but also a little shy.

"Will you disturb Brother Yiqi?" Shinano Toshiro asked carefully, looking at the documents on the desk.

"Of course not, it just so happens that I should take a break." Ichiki simply cleaned up the table, and pushed the refreshments specially prepared by Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada to Shinano Toshiro, his eyebrows and eyes bent like clouds soft.

Shinano Toshiro picked up a piece of refreshment and took a bite under the loving gaze of his elder brother, chewing obediently like a little hamster with puffed cheeks.

Yizheng poured a cup of tea for Xiaodao, and noticed that the cuffs and skirt of the dagger were a little wet, so he ordered Shinano Toshiro's inner suit a little accidentally, and asked softly, "How did you do it?"

"Ah, this." The red-haired dagger subconsciously looked at his clothes, and said a little embarrassedly: "I just helped the Song Xiandian hang up the clothes, it's a bit rusty, so..."

At the end, the short knife's voice dropped, and Yiqi Yizhen showed an expression of relief like an old father. He raised his hand to gently rub the short knife's soft red hair, and praised without hesitation: " You are very capable! Shinano!"

Being praised by his brother made the red-haired dagger smile happily. After eating a piece of tea, Shinano Toshiro took the tea handed by his brother, but did not drink it directly. Instead, he held it in his hand and stared at the floating tea. The tea stem was a little lost in thought.

Until the forehead was tapped lightly, the red-haired dagger raised his head, and met his brother's gentle and smiling eyes.

"What are you thinking? Want to talk to me?"

"...Well." Shinano Toshiro hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking: "General, you don't come back very often."

Except for the time when he was awakened, he hadn't seen the interrogator these days.Although there is a first-time brother in this pill, Uncle Minghu, Brother Gu and his younger brothers, and their lives are very happy and comfortable, but Xiaodao is also keenly aware that this pill is slightly different from other pills he has heard of. , although it can be inferred from everyone's state that the judge seems to be a gentle and generous lord, and he also likes it here, but sometimes the red-haired dagger can't help thinking: Does the general dislike the judge? them?

Although Shinano Toshiro wants to be loved very much, he is essentially a good boy who does not want to cause trouble to others, so he has always kept his secret worries in his heart, and only dared to speak out cautiously when asked by his brother.

"So I was worried about this..." Yiqi Yizhen showed a dazed expression, and after thinking about it, he said, "Speaking of which, the lord does not always stay in Honmaru, but there is no way around this, after all, there are still many The work is waiting for the Lord to do it."

Whether it is the "Broken Wall" plan of the Government of Time, or Mr. All Might's postoperative recovery, Fujiki needs to help. In these important tasks, it is only natural that they cannot occupy most of the life of the God Inspector. of.

Although the God-inspector hid well, he looked tired every time he came back.

All they can do for the judge is to laugh and live and wait for the judge to go home.

Most of the swords in Honmaru have experienced many things, and they don’t feel sad, but a pure child like Shinano Toshiro probably still feels lonely.

"Sorry." Blue-haired Taidao felt a little guilty for not discovering his younger brother's troubles in time. Yiqi Yizhen once again reached out and rubbed Shinano Fujishiro's soft hair, and said softly: "My lord is just a little busy recently, and I don't know what to do." It’s not that I don’t like Shinano, the dungeon exploration activity is over today, the lord will definitely come back, when the time comes, can you talk to him more?”

It is not enough to know that the God Judge doesn't care about everyone, the red-haired dagger blinked his clear eyes, and hugged his brother's warm palm on top of his head happily.

In the evening, Fujiki returned to Honmaru, and just after changing his clothes and walking into the courtyard, he saw the expeditionary force returning.

This time the harvest was good, Tsurumaru Kuninaga brought back a lot of resources, seeing Fujiki standing on the porch, the white-haired sword waved happily, and said lively: "I'm back, do you want to hear about the journey? "

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Rantoshiro and Akita Toshiro ran a few steps and threw themselves on Fujiki one from the left and one from the right. They both smiled softly, and said in unison: "I will bring the lord gift!"

Seeing the smile of the dagger, Fujiki's heart also softened. After collecting the random red flowers and the very sweet fruit found by Akita Toshiro, Fujiki looked at the corner of the corridor, and met the one who only showed half of his face. The red-haired dagger beckoned.

"Shinano!" Rantoshiro ran over and pulled out the shy red-haired dagger. Fujiki squatted down slightly, touched the dagger's dazzling red hair and asked softly, "Are you still used to living?"

Shinano Fujishiro nodded vigorously, once again feeling the same gentle and heavy spiritual power that woke him up from his slumber that day, allowing him to see the world, filled with a powerful breath of life, and somehow he got it. There was a "poof" on the top of Xiaodao Dao's head, and many cherry blossom petals appeared.

Teng Shu was also taken aback by the sudden appearance of Hua Yu in front of him, but he immediately realized that he couldn't help but frowned and laughed heartily.

Before dinner, the dungeon exploration team also came back, and Toshiro Goku walked up to Fujiki, carefully holding Ichiwakizai in his arms.

"This is... Natsuo Toshiro?" Fujiki identified it carefully, then smiled, and said, "It's pretty good."

"Then I will trouble you, my lord." The silver-haired Wakizawa is not very talkative, because of memory loss, sometimes it is a bit natural, but those purple eyes are crystal clear, and he is not afraid to put everything in his heart His thoughts were clearly exposed in front of Fujishu's eyes.

Fujiki put his finger on the scabbard, rushed into the blade with the supernatural power, and a boy with black hair tied into a long ponytail appeared next to the bone-killing Fujishiro, introducing himself full of energy: "I It's Natsuo Toshiro, my memory is a little fuzzy because of being burned, but I won't stick to the past!"

"Hi, my name is Shu, welcome to Honmaru." Fujiki nodded with a smile.

Natsuo Toshiro greeted Fujiki earnestly, then turned around and threw himself on Toshiro Goku, and shouted happily: "You are here too! Goku! Although I don't remember clearly, but you brought me here!" Come out, it's great to see you!"

The silver-haired Wakizawa's face changed when he was rubbed by the overly enthusiastic ponytail boy, but he was still very happy that his brother was able to come to him, his usual calm expression softened obviously, and the light in his eyes was brighter than usual a lot.

"Go change your clothes first, then hang up the knife bell with the catfish tail, and then take a good look at Honmaru." Fujiki looked behind the bone lord Toshiro, and proposed to the swordsmen with tired eyes but bright eyes : "Everyone has worked hard in exploring the dungeon. To celebrate, shall we hold a banquet tonight?"

The Swordsmen: "--Okay!"

All Fusangshin who were present responded happily. Horikawa Kunihiro and Yaken Toshiro also volunteered to go to the kitchen to help after changing their clothes. Natsuo Toshiro also blinked big eyes, full of curiosity.

Fujishu sent the dungeon exploration team away to wash and rest, stretched himself, and then sat down comfortably next to Sanri Yuezong in the daily corridor. On the surface of the lake, the snow-white clothes blown by the wind, the crops growing well in the fields, and the many leaf cherry blossoms growing lush and green after all the flowers on the hillside withered.

As soon as Fujishu sat down, Mikazuki Zongjin poured a cup of hot tea for Fujishu, and then moved the plate with the three-color balls to the side away from Fujishu without any trace.

Fujiki: ... Childish.

Sanri Yuezong smiled, and sighed softly in a lazy tone as if nothing had happened: "That's great..."

"...That's right." Fujiki nodded, the feeling of the warm wind blowing through the ends of her hair really made people feel that even the bones were soft.

Although I said to let everyone rest for a while, because the God Judge rarely came back recently, the swordsmen, especially the short swords, were a little excited. After taking a bath and changing their clothes, they ran back to the courtyard. The five tigers retreated and the cubs Stuffed into Fujiki's arms, the position next to Fujiki was given to Shinano Toshiro.

Gukuu Toshiro and Numeo Toshiro also quickly cleaned up. The ponytail boy and the silver-haired Wakisaki were about the same size, and the two vibratos were not awkward in wearing similar clothes.

Gukuu Toshiro led Natsuo Toshiro to visit the swordsmen in Honmaru one by one before returning to the courtyard again. Natsuo Toshiro hung the sword bell seriously on his feet. Looking at the various sword patterns on the bell, the ponytail boy suddenly remembered something , asked: "Right, which one is Honmaru's initial sword? California? Hachisuka? Or Yamabukiri?"

Natsuo Toshiro was just purely curious, but this time, the Gukuo Toshiro, who had been tirelessly answering all his doubts, did not speak for a long time. There was an eerie silence.

"Well...how should I put it..." It was Yiqi Yizhen who spoke, and the blue-haired Taidao thought for a long time before hesitating: "In terms of the original sword, it should be regarded as the Sanriyue Temple, after all, the Lord personally fished it out. "

Sanri Yue Zongjin: "Hahaha, what an honor."

The hearty and hearty laughing Heian Kyotachi did not become a dog to break the current embarrassment, but made the atmosphere even more stagnant.

Izumi Mori Kanesada leaned close to Fujiki's ear and said in a very soft voice, "I'm so sorry."

Fujiki silently cast a questioning look at Hongyi Fusangshen, and Izumi Mori Kanesada quickly raised his head to look at the old man who opened his mouth and laughed loudly, then returned to Fujiki's ear again with a complicated expression, and said: "At that time, I should have picked the Sanriyue Temple out of the puddle earlier."

Izumi Mori Kanesada: I blame myself very much.

Fujiki: No wonder my Mikayue is a bit different from other people's...

So did you lose your mind at the beginning?

Fujiki's eyes, mixed with pity and regret, fell on Heian Kyotachi, and he didn't care much about the meanings of the original sword and the first forged sword, but the swordsmen did not let go of this topic, but after exchanging glances, , and Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting, took a step forward, and very solemnly touched his chest with one hand and bowed in salute.

"what happened?"

Fujiki subconsciously sat up straight, and after Honmaru got on the right track, Hasebe was always in the state of a nagging mother. It had been a long time since he had performed such solemn etiquette. In an instant, Fujiki I remembered the vigilant and sad look of the brown-haired sword in the first few days when I arrived in Honmaru.

Fujiki couldn't help but worry, but fortunately those days have passed, and the swords and swords of Honmaru are no longer as full of gaps and weakness in their hearts as before.

Hasebe was only serious for a moment, then smiled softly and said, "Speaking of which, my lord has never forged a knife."

"Have you never forged a knife?!" Shinano Toshiro repeated with his eyes widened in surprise.

"Yeah, Hasebe and the others are all second-hand swords, Tsurumaru-san and the others used to be wandering swordsmen, Yan Rong, Sozo, Horikawa and you all got them by your own troops, Taro, Jiro and Minghu were snatched by me. ... Calculated in this way, I really haven't forged a knife all this time."

Fujiki took an inventory of Fu Sangshen in Honmaru, and was also a little surprised.The number of swordsmen who clicked down is already quite a lot, and they are noisy and energetic every day, and he has never discovered that he has never forged his swords.

"Then...why?" Natsuo Toshiro was still very puzzled.

"Because we did something very excessive at that time, the lord didn't forge the knife because of our consideration." Press cut Hasebe explained to Shinano Toshiro, mentioning the incident at that time, he can already achieve peace of mind.

At that time, they only cared about putting hatred on the completely innocent judges, saying that they didn't want to be hurt again so they chose not to believe it anymore, but in the end it was just their own weakness.

Now they already know how selfish and despicable they were at that time, but no amount of apology can erase the fact that they existed. All they can do is to wholeheartedly protect and accompany the judge in their lives. With a smile without haze, the examiner will surely be happy.

"I don't care about you, I just think it's unnecessary. There is no shortage of swords in this pill. Everyone is doing well!" Fujiki disagreed with Yakiri Hasebe's behavior of taking the responsibility on himself. Forging knives are really just out of demand.

"Then let's forge it!" Wu Hu retreated and pulled Teng Shu's arm.

"That's right! Let's forge it. How can the judge of the gods do without the first forging knife?" Jin Jian also dexterously jumped to Fujiki's side, and smiled while coquettishly pulling up Fujiki's other arm, striking the short knife twice Together, they pulled up the vine tree.

Before the vine tree could say anything, the swordsmen in the courtyard had already swarmed up, cheering, "My lord (master) (general) is about to forge knives, and pushed the vine tree into the forging room that had been idle for a long time.

Fujiki: There is no resistance.

Although he didn't know why he was about to forge the sword all of a sudden, facing the hopeful eyes of the swordsmen, Fujiki sighed softly and asked, "What's the formula for forging the sword?"

All the Dao Jian Fu Sangshen, who thought they were dark-faced, shook their heads together, and said that the god-inspector who picked up the Sanriyue Temple for the first time must be European, and the lord (master) (general) can decide for himself.

Fujiki: ...I'm really tired.

Even so, Fujiki didn't delay at hand, and applied the universal formula 350, throwing four kinds of materials into the forging pool, and the forging pool quickly showed a display.

Time 1:30.

Seeing the swords and swords staring at the scrolling time intently, as if he didn't even want to eat dinner, Fujiki sighed helplessly again, and shot out an accelerator talisman mixed with a special ability.

In the next second, the black-haired Dao with a Tosa accent appeared in the forging pool covered with cherry blossoms.

"I'm Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki. After finally coming to this place, the world... eh? eh!!"

The hearty, delicate and informal Wei Xin Da Dao has not finished his lines, and he has not even had time to fully see the appearance of the god judge. Several shocking swords burst out in front of his eyes. He once experienced the dark payment of Honmaru together. The mourning gods jumped on him one by one, smashing the wide-eyed Da Dao directly into the forging pool and spitting bubbles.

Even Izumi Mori Kanesada and Yamato Mori Anding, who would quarrel whenever they saw Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, sat cross-legged on Tosa Sword's back with a stinking face, trying not to show too obvious happy expressions...

But no matter what, at this moment, the partner they had lost finally returned to them again.

The author has something to say:

I made up for yesterday, I am thick and bald today!

I have a lot to say when I write, but I don’t know what to say after I finish writing, so let’s cut a fork for the little fairies