[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

Fujiki and Yiqi Yizhen instantly understood what Mikazuki Zongjin meant.

This Honmaru used to be a shock, but it has been broken.

He knows himself too well.

The other self has completed the mission of being the elder brother, and he, because of luck, has survived until now.

He was stuck in the muddy dark abyss, and the god judge gave him hope to climb out, and promised him a future where he could return to his brother again. Compared with the broken one, he was already lucky, but I don't know why, but I still feel very sad.

Another self-broken knife is undoubtedly a heavy thing for Yiqi Yizhen. At the same time, Yiqi Yizhen also keenly noticed that Mikazuki Zongjin, who seemed to have a smile on his face, was not as relaxed as he showed.

No one remains indifferent to the demise of a companion.

Fujiki also fell into a rare silence. Did his arrival save the Honmaru, or did it bring a serious disaster to the Honmaru?

"Well, don't want this expression, Lord God Judge."

Mikazuki Zongjin lifted the hair rope with his fingers, it was just an ordinary movement, but this beautiful tachi was done, but it had a kind of open and elegant feeling.

"It's really admirable that you can do this for Fu Sangshen. But if you really care, this Honmaru still has a sword, can I entrust it to you?"

"You want to shake my sword?" Fujishu raised his eyebrows, "Which one?"

Mikazuki Zongjin smiled, and did not answer Fujiki's words directly, but spread his hands sideways and made a gesture of invitation, and took Fujiki and Yiqi Yizhen to the warehouse of Honmaru.

Sanri Yuezong pushed open the door, and the dilapidated wooden door made an overwhelmed "squeak".The light in the warehouse is very dark, and the dust is rolling in the few beams of light.

The thin young man curled up in front of the scattered wooden boxes in the corner. Hearing the sound, he raised his head quickly.

"Minghu." Sanri Yue Zongjin said softly, "You can come out now."

Silence spread in the small warehouse. After a long time, a deep voice came out: "... Sanriyue, have you succeeded?"

"It's over." The crescent moon in Sanri Yuezong's eyes trembled, and he replied.

The young man with fox cheeks supported the box and stood up slowly. When he approached, the light spot fell on the short white hair like a butterfly flapping its wings.

"It didn't work, did it?" Minghu asked in his own voice without the inseparable taboo fox on his shoulder.

Mikazuki Zongjin just smiled and shook his head, Minghu looked deeply at Sankazuki Zongjin and Yaki Hasebe, and finally his eyes became clear, and his expression dimmed.

Suddenly, the clothes on Fu Sangshen's chest moved, and a small fluffy paw stretched out tremblingly, tentatively scratched the air, and finally landed on Minghu's collar.

Fujiki: Stare——!

Facing Teng Shu's sudden gaze, Minghu quickly slapped down his little paw, his gold-like eyes were full of vigilance, and the Zhengzheng knife was full of aggression.

The atmosphere was at a stalemate for a moment, but before anyone could speak, the little paws that had just been suppressed grabbed Minghu's neckline again, and then, a fluffy little head came out.

The little guy with messy hair shook his small ears and short beard, black stripes were regularly distributed on the white fur, and his little soft look was more like a milk cat than a tiger.

Noticing that Minghu was tense unnaturally, the little tiger cub widened his eyes, opened his mouth to the vine tree, bared his teeth, and let out a threatening growl from his throat.

Little Tiger Cub: Super fierce!

Fujiki: ...(☆＿☆), I want to kiss you! !

That's good, there's nothing better than a pup.

Fujishu's eyes were fiery, and his attention was firmly attracted by every move of the little tiger cub, especially when the little tiger's pink and tender tongue rolled up to lick the little nose, Fujishu felt that his heart was about to melt.

Minghu silently looked at the strange appraiser, for some reason, it seemed that behind the indifferent man, there seemed to be a slobbering idiot soul.

Kamakura Taidao's eyes moved, and just as his tense back relaxed, he was patted on the back by Mikazuki Zongjin.

"Go."

Minghu was pushed forward by the old man in Heianjing, and under the encouraging eyes of Mikazuki Zongjin, Minghu walked up to the vine tree, fished out the little tiger, and hugged it in his arms.

"This is the retreating tiger."

This Honmaru has had so many naive, cowardly, timid and crying five tiger retreats, so many, so many, but he only saved this one, the only one.

but……

"There are no five tigers retreating from this Honmaru." Minghu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes blocked the surging sorrow in his eyes, and scratched the cub's back with his slender fingers, then supported the base of the cub's forelegs, and carefully passed it Burning vines.

"You still have five tigers to retire from your Honmaru, right? Give this tiger to him."

The white hair glanced at the little tiger cub resolutely, and turned to leave, but Yi Qi grabbed his wrist swiftly.

"Ming." Yiqi said firmly, "Follow me."

"There are no tigers in my five tiger retreats."

"We met very bad god judges, Akita, Ran and Maeda were all broken, and the retired tiger was also bought here..."

"Because of my dark fall, I can't be by everyone's side. Hirano needs you, and Tui and Guhou need you, and I need you too."

"So, Ming, come with me."

The little tiger cub put away its fangs when it was carried out, doubts appeared in its round eyes, it didn't know why it ended up in the arms of a stranger, and it gripped the arm of the vine tree with its small paws, whimpering softly

If there is a substantial gaze on the back of the white-haired Dao Dao, the wrist touched by the fingertips seems to be burning. Without the fox who helps him talk to others, the young Dao Dao is nervous and speechless, and can only use His eyes turned to Mikazuki Zongjin for help.

"Hahaha! This is a great thing!"

Facing Minghu's stare for help, Sanri Yuezong stepped forward, stretched his arms around the white hair and beat the knife, his chest trembled with laughter, and his oral addiction burst out.

For so many days, this was the first time that Taidao, who was lazy and open-minded, showed his face and laughed.

"how about you?"

Minghu grabbed Sanri Yuezong's clothes tightly, "Aren't you leaving?"

"I'm not leaving." Sanri Yuezong smiled and shook his head.

"It's already very satisfying to be able to send everyone away."

The rain and snow in March in Yangchun, and the bright stars and moon in the quiet night sky were all in his eyes. Sanri Yue Zongjin patted his back a few times like a patriarch, and said: "Good luck, Ming."

Meeting Sanri Yuezong's close eyes, Yiqi Yizhen already understood Fu Sangshen's determination, and raised his hand to wrap Minghu's shoulders.

Minghu also understood.

Baifa Dadao took a deep look at Mikazuki Zongjin and Yakiri Hasebe, then turned his back to the last two companions, and closed his eyes sadly.

Sanri Yuezong blinked, let go of his hand, stepped back, and then bowed deeply to the rattan tree, "Hahaha! Lord Judge, the first phase of the palace, Minghu, is entrusted to you."

Fujiki nodded to him, and watched as Heian Kyotachi straightened up and Hasebe cut and turned to leave.

It was not until the sound of shoes stepping on the grass could no longer be heard that the knife-fighting young man slowly let go of his clenched hands, and the light red blood dripped on the grass.

Teng Shu walked up to Baifa Dadao, hugged the little tiger cub in front of Minghu, waited for Dadao to take it, and then said: "You give the five tigers to retreat with your own hands, and the retreat will be very happy."

"San Riyue is already trying the Shenyin God Judge, if you haven't come, if you haven't come..."

The small body of the tiger cub in his arms seemed to be the only warmth. Minghu crouched down holding the cub, and buried his face in the shadows.

"...Sorry." Teng Shu was silent for a while, holding Minghu's trembling shoulders.

Are the gods who hide from the gods and then live in false happiness?

Fujiki couldn't agree, but also admired the courage of Heian Kyotachi.

For Fujiki's apology, Baifa Dadao shook his head, gritted his teeth hard to hold back the shattered sobs in his throat, but tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably.

It doesn't matter anymore.

After discovering the true face of the god judge, the most painful ones are Mikazuki Zongjin and Yaki Hasebe, but Mikazuki and Yaki Hasebe have been protecting them all the time, but he failed to smile at them at the last farewell...

It's really ugly.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Whether they are suffering alone in order to protect the peaceful life of their companions, or they choose to accompany this Honmaru to perish, Mikazuki Munechi and Yaki Hasebe have never been the accomplices of the god judges, and they have never lost the strength of character they inherited from Heiankyo and the heroes of the Warring States Period. .

So, it doesn't matter anymore.

Goodbye, Hasebe.

Goodbye, Trinity Moon.

Goodbye, one strike...

The author has something to say:

Dear little angels~~ The stupid author is on a business trip, the initial estimate is 15 days, due to work reasons, the update time may be unstable, first bow to everyone (0^◇^0)/

PS: Minghu get, Cerebellar Axe get~~ The revenge I have sent for so long is finally avenged, after that, Honmaru's role will be reduced, mainly into the plot of the little hero!