It's Hongye, not Nobunaga

It has been three days since the disturbance of the monsters in Kyoto, Nue and the others seem to have really returned to hell, and there is no disturbance at all.

For the current Nuliang group, the return of the strongest second-generation purpose can be said to add a lot of strength to them.

However, Nuliang Liban did not choose to continue to lead the Nuliang group's Hyakki Yakura.

After the Battle of Kyoto, Nura Rikusheng's identity as the third-generation target was finally affirmed by all the monsters in the group. Under the witness of his grandfather and father, he officially took over the post of general of the Nura group.

Shimizu Hongye was invited to this banquet prepared for him as a special guest, but just as he entered the door, he saw the smiling guy looking over.

"Why are you here?"

Mochizuki... Maybe he should be called Abe Seimei now, he put down the wine glass in his hand: "Don't you have this expression, Hongye."

"I have contributed to the carp companion's matter, so of course he invited me over."

Shimizu Koba glanced at Nura Koban, who blinked at her.

"Hongye, sit down first."

Nuliang Lusheng came out to smooth things over, Shimizu Hongye also shrugged and went to the vacant seat and sat down because he was so obedient.

Her seat was arranged to the left of Nura Kobi, just right next to Abe Seimei, and she could easily see each other.

Looking at Shimizu Hongye as if looking away in disgust, Abe Seimei raised his chin with one hand, tilted his head slightly and continued to look at her.

He called softly: "Hongye."

"Huh?" Being watched like this, Shimizu Hongye responded with a soft nasal voice, and finally turned to look at him: "What are you doing?"

"Are you still angry?"

"no!"

Shimizu Hongye denied it without thinking, met his eyes that looked at him with a half-smile, and stared back unwillingly: "...Abe Seimei, do you want to fight?"

"You know I won't fight you."

Abe Seimei shrugged, put his index finger in front of his lips, and looked aside: "What's the matter, let's talk about it later."

Almost all the cadres in the Nuliang group have arrived, and the next step is the handover ceremony of the position of general.

At any rate, Nuliang Lusheng can be said to have been brought out by Shimizu Hongye. She naturally gave the other party some face, so she stopped bickering with Abe Seimei, snorted softly, and threw a grape into her mouth.

This handover ceremony can be said to be quite smooth. After Nura Rikusheng took over the haori that symbolizes the symbol of Nura's fear from Nura Yuba, he is the third generation of the serious Bajing.

From then on, the Nuliang Group's Hundred Ghosts will obey his orders and push him to the position of the lord of demons and monsters.

Shimizu Hongye leaned her face in her palm, and felt an inexplicable sense of relief as she looked at the radiant young slippery ghost.

She thought of Nura Rikusheng's grand ambitions that she had heard earlier, and the corners of her lips curled up.

"You have a long way to go, Lu Sheng..."

This soft and small murmur was heard by Nuliang Lusheng who was not far away. He turned his head and looked at this side, his eyes were firm and he said: "I will definitely stand on the top of the hundred ghosts!"

"It really looks like you, Hua Piao." Shimizu Hongye smiled lightly.

Nuliang, who was mentioned suddenly, held a huge wine dish and drank the sake in one gulp: "Young man Lu Sheng is still very young!"

"You're showing off."

Shimizu Hongye squinted his eyes, took a sip of the glass of juice in front of him, and stopped immediately.

"Ok?"

Nuliang Huapiao sensed what was wrong with her, and when she looked over again, she found that a little red cloud had appeared on her face: "Hongye, what's wrong with you?"

"This juice..."

Shimizu Hongye looked down at the half-filled cup, and the pale yellow ripples caused by the movement were a little blurred: "Is there wine in it?"

"what……"

Nuliang Koipan also came over at this time: "This seems to be the drink that Wakana bought earlier, and there is a little alcohol in it."

"..."

Shimizu Hongye pursed her lips, put the glass on the table casually, pressed her temples and stood up slowly: "Go ahead, I'll go out to get some air."

"Red leaves..."

Before Nuliang Lusheng finished speaking, she was already walking towards the door, looking at her back, she seemed to be a little wobbly, and her steps were not very steady.

"what happened?"

"She's a poor drinker."

Abe Seimei answered their doubts for them, which also made Nura's face strange. He vaguely remembered that Oda Nobunaga didn't drink much.

However, he had also drank the juice just now, and it was like an ordinary drink, without the feeling of alcohol in it at all.

"... She, is she drunk now?"

"Probably."

Abe Seimei also stood up, followed the opened door and walked over: "I'll go over and have a look, you guys go on."

As he said that, his figure also disappeared outside the door.

Nuliang Lusheng looked back at his father and grandfather, saw them shaking their heads at him, hesitated for a moment, and chose to sit down.

-

When Abe Seimei found Shimizu Hongye, she was sitting on the cherry blossom tree planted in the yard.

Now that it is almost the end of summer, this cherry tree is still in full bloom. If you don't follow the gentle and melodious singing, you may find it difficult to find the girl who has been covered by the powder cloud.

Qingshui Hongye leaned on the tree trunk, looked up at the moon in the sky, her slender legs swayed from time to time in mid-air with the night wind.

She sang the ditties of the Heian era. If you ignore the modern midsummer skirt, in this antique courtyard, you might feel like you have traveled through time and space.

"Red leaves."

She lowered her head when she heard the sound, her eyes shone with a hazy moonlight, and she made a soft and long ending: "Mmm!"

"you're drunk."

"Drunk...? No..."

Abe Seimei saw that she was tilting her head and looking like she was thinking hard, sighed helplessly, raised her hand a little too high, and made an inviting gesture: "Come down."

"do not want!"

Shimizu Hongye shook his head and refused resolutely, and pointed to the full moon in the sky: "The view here is good!"

Once she was drunk, she was unreasonable. No matter what Abe Seimei said, she would not listen. She stood up while supporting the tree trunk, but there was no sign of going down. Instead, she took out the cypress fan and slowly unfolded it in her hand.

The bell hanging from the juniper fan broke the silence of the night.

The girl held a fan and stepped on a narrow branch to dance a blessing dance. Her hair and skirt were stained with cherry blossoms. Bright. Colored petals, emitting a faint light with her dancing posture.

Abe Seimei stood under the tree and looked at her. He saw that the girl who had seen the ground stepped on the ground because of drunkenness, and stepped forward a few steps to catch her who fell from the tree.

Shimizu Hongye was held in his arms, raised his head in confusion, and looked over, as if he had finally seen his appearance clearly.

There was a very faint white sandalwood on the man's body, which calmed Shimizu Hongye's struggling movements.

The distance between the two of them was very close, and the hot and humid breath he exhaled caused Qingshui Hongye to droop her eyes, and her eyes fixed on the light-colored thin lips as her gaze moved down.

The opening and closing of those lips seemed to be saying something, but she couldn't hear it at all, as if it was as if it was separated by something, it was not real at all.

This feeling made Shimizu Hongye feel very uncomfortable, so she frowned delicately, and wrapped her arms around Abe Seimei's neck upwards.

Because she was hugged by him, Shimizu Hongye was able to get in front of the other party without any effort at all.

"Qingming, you are so noisy..."

She straightened up a little, touched her cool lips easily, and slowly closed her blurred eyes.

"...That's fine."

-

"Uh--"

The morning light shone on Qingshui Hongye's face, causing her to sit up from the bed with a low moan.

She supported her sore forehead with one hand, and clutched the thin quilt that slid down to her waist with the other. Her blurred vision gradually became clear with the passage of time, and she began to carefully examine the furnishings in this strange yet familiar room.

The things that happened last night turned into fragments and pieced together little by little in Shimizu Hongye's mind, which made her a little bit more ashamed while having a headache.

It was because of her poor capacity for alcohol that she stopped drinking alcohol after the incident of drunkenness in the Heian era, but she did not expect that her current body is worse than that of the past, and she became drunk like a ghost with just a little alcoholic juice. Virtue!

Shimizu Hongye, who tends to act strangely when drunk, tugged at her long hair in frustration, but soon calmed down, lifted the quilt, and changed her underwear into a brand new one placed beside her. clothing.

"Master Hongye."

When Tianyi's voice came from outside, Shimizu Hongye just put on the outermost gauze coat: "Are you awake?"

"Already awake."

Her voice was still a little hoarse, and she turned her head to look over, and could vaguely see Tianyi's body in the corridor.

"Breakfast is ready, please come and enjoy it."

"understood."

Qingshui Hongye responded, brushed her long hair casually and went out, followed Tianyi to the dining room, saw the smiling young man sitting on the main seat: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"...Not bad." She walked to the vacant seat over there and sat down.

Light meals can not only arouse the appetite for people with hangovers, but also make the body feel comfortable. After eating the warm porridge, Shimizu Hongye's stomach is instantly warmed up.

The twelve god generals ate a little faster, so they retreated first.

In the end, there were only two people left inside, and there was nothing but the faint sound of eating.

Shimizu Hongye put the spoon into the empty porcelain bowl: "You brought me here last night?"

"I can't let you just stay in the Nuliang group like this."

Abe Seimei smiled, and what he said reminded Shimizu Hongye of the embarrassment last night, and looked away: "I'll go back first, otherwise it should arouse suspicion."

"It's okay, I made Shikigami take your appearance and go back."

Shimizu Hongye thanked him calmly, and was about to say something, when the door next to him was pulled open.

Tamamomae, who was wearing a suit and tied up her long hair, leaned against the door, her gaze wandering between the two of them.

"Are you two asleep?"

"--roll!"

The author has something to say:

Why doesn't Hongye touch alcohol? It's because she gets drunk easily, and she can play drunk(?)

In the future, Abe Seimei will be used directly in the text.

One hundred chapters, let's celebrate by the way, bang bang bang!What's more, this time I didn't sleep! ! !

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