Zongman: Hong Kong's black ceiling but autistic, what should I do?

Under the fierce pursuit of their brothers, the Time Travelers were forced to flee.

Fukuzawa Sakura was sitting in the castle tower and picked up Kitsunesuke, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, with one hand.

"Hey - Master Shinsengumi, be gentle -"

Kitsunesuke felt like his head and body were about to separate, and he kept begging for mercy.

Fuze Sakura let go of Kitsunesuke, watched him fall lightly to the ground, and said with a smile: "Are you not pretending to be dead?"

"Hehe, with the spiritual power of the Shinsengumi-sama, Kitsunesuke's injury has been healed~"

Kitsunesuke looked at Fukuzawa Sakura's eyes, carefully moved closer to Fukuzawa Sakura's legs, and rubbed Fukuzawa Sakura's legs with his furry body.

"Humph."

Fukuzawa Sakura sneered, but still obediently picked up Kitsunesuke, then buried her face in Kitsunesuke's body and sucked hard.

A few days later, with the efforts of the tsukumogami and the support of the legacy left by Shi, the reconstruction of Honmaru was finally completed. The elder tsukumogami also returned to their original shape due to the gradual loss of spiritual power.

Fukuzawa Sakura gave Xiaopan to the builder shikigami, and then gently touched the little shikigami's head.

"Shinsen-sama, I reject sexual harassment in the workplace!" The little shikigami slapped the ground indignantly.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, you guys are just so cute, I couldn't help it."

The builder shikigami sent by Wanwu is a thumb-sized humanoid paper creature. Although its body is small, it can carry several tons of construction materials, so Fukuzawa Sakura is very curious about the structure of the little shikigami.

However, since the little shikigami was disgusted, Fukuzawa Sakura could only give up in disappointment.

After watching the little shikigami leave with their little footsteps "pa-ji-pa-ji", Fukuzawa Sakura walked towards the Mannenzakura that was blooming again in the war.

Today, the Mannenzakura is bigger and taller than when Shi and the female students were here, and the shade of the trees can accommodate the picnic celebrations of dozens of Tsukumogami.

Fukuzawa Sakura put her hands behind her back and quietly walked to the barbecue grill. Just as she was about to take a skewer of barbecue, she was discovered by the sharp-eyed Chokudaikiri Mitsutada.

"Shinsen-sama, the barbecue is not yet cooked. Go play with the daggers for a while. I'll give it to you when it's ready!"

"Oh~"

Fukuzawa Sakura withdrew her hand helplessly and walked into the group of daggers with puffed cheeks.

"Ah, the God of Justice is here~"

"Shinsen-sama, have the little shikigami left?"

"Shinsen-sama, come and try the three-colored meatballs!"

...

Fukuzawa Sakura was quickly surrounded by the daggers whose true nature was completely exposed. The depression of not being able to eat barbecue just now disappeared in an instant, and she quickly became involved in the conversation of the daggers.

“The barbecue is ready~”

Another chef, Ichigo Ichijin, brought a plate of grilled meat to Fukuzawa Sakura and called on the other tanks to rush and grab the remaining grilled meat.

Fukuzawa Sakura looked at the short swords that were fighting for each other with a smile on her face. Hey, why is there a large sword pretending to be a short sword? Well, forget it, I have so many anyway!

Fukuzawa Sakura excitedly took the plate from Ichigo Ichijin's hand, took out a skewer of barbecue and handed it to Ichigo Ichijin.

"Here, thank you for your hard work~" Fighting is hard, and grilling is also hard.

Ichigo Ichiru took the barbecue from Fukuzawa Sakura with a smile in his eyes.

A breeze blew, and the petals of the cherry blossoms slowly fell.

“It feels good not to have to pretend, right~”

Judging from the looks of the tsukumogami, Yamato-no-kami Yasunari has already told them that he had seen through their disguise.

"Thanks to the Shinsengumi-sama."

"Of course~"

Fukuzawa Sakura was not modest at all and looked very proud.

Seeing Fukuzawa Sakura's childish expression, Ichigo Ichijin smiled and said:

"Come to think of it, the spiritual power of the Shinsengumi-sama seems to be exceptionally deep~"

"Well~"

Fukuzawa Sakura turned her head to look at Ichigo Ichizuru and heard that Ichigo Ichizuru was sent by those scheming "old guys" to gather information, but this was not something that could not be discussed.

"Maybe it's because I killed more people?"

"What?" Ichigo Ichijin looked at Fukuzawa Sakura with some surprise.

Fukuzawa Sakura was eating barbecue and looking at the lively scene in the distance. Her tone was quite casual, but her words shocked Ichigo Ichiru.

“The first Shinsengumi of Honmaru, Shi, is a serial murder suspect who killed nineteen female victims;

The second Shinsengumi, a school bully who killed his best friend at night out of jealousy and buried his body;

Then there was the third Shinsengumi. I, well, it’s hard for me to define myself. Whether it was on the battlefield or later in the mafia, I killed too many people~"

Fukuzawa Sakura looked at Ichigo Ichijin's confused expression and patiently explained:

“The Toki Government and Honmaru are like places where murderers can atone for their sins.

The more people you kill in this world, the higher your spiritual power will be here, and the stronger the people you kill, the higher the spiritual power you will gain.

This is why after she killed Shi, she not only obtained the remaining spiritual power of Shi, but also obtained extra spiritual power. After all, in terms of the result, it was equivalent to her killing one more person, so naturally there would be an extra "reward".

As for me, after I killed her, although her remaining spiritual energy and the so-called "reward" for killing someone can be ignored, I have killed many people in this world, so naturally I have a lot of spiritual energy."

"It turns out that the Shinsengumi was once a mafia~"

"Speaking of this, let me tell you, my former boss was really a jerk! Oh, and of course my current boss is also a jerk! Blah blah..."

On this side, Fukuzawa Sakura was complaining to Ichigo Ikki about the capitalists who enslaved her, while on the other side, many swords surrounded Yamato-kami Yasutani.

"Anding, how on earth did you pull off that move a few days ago?"

Many swordsmen witnessed Yamato-no-kami Yasunari using the Water Breathing in front of the castle tower.

Being able to make water flow under the sword is totally different from their Fusangshen's power system.

Previously, the Fusangshen were busy rebuilding the Honmaru and had no time to gossip. Now that they have some free time, of course they have to take this opportunity to listen to Yamato-no-kami Yasunari's stories.

Yamato-mori Yasuda smiled slightly.

"Well~ This matter has to start with a human named Tanjiro Kamado—"