【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

Moreover, if you really count it, this is the first time that Egawakami and Jirotachi are alone together.

"What do you want from me?" Jiang Chuan Shang withdrew his gaze and asked calmly.

Jirotachi was still blinking, as if he was trying to figure out something. He used his drunken brain to load the information about Egawakami's question, and after a while he spoke with a smile.

“Can’t you just call me Shinsengumi?” Perhaps thinking that this sentence was a bit of a challenge, Jirotachi tried to make amends with a smile, “Ah~ Hahaha, that’s not what I meant. I just felt that I hadn’t properly introduced myself to the Shinsengumi, which was a bit rude.”

"Didn't you also say that you would earn your own favor? So here I am."

He has always been free and easy-going, never bound by any occasion, and says whatever he wants to say, but under the gaze of this beautiful black-haired Shinsengumi, he felt nervous for fear of saying the wrong thing.

Perhaps, it was because the new Shinsengumi was too handsome and devilish, with a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be able to drag people into the abyss of darkness, causing people to be distracted by him, so that people often ignored his strength and treated him like a young boy, fearing that he would misunderstand them.

This change took place in just four days, and even because of him, a rather delicate peace is now maintained within the Honmaru.

However, Jiro Tachi doesn't care about these things. He just wants to have wine to drink, enjoy freedom, and not be restrained or disciplined. The new Shinsengumi just meets these conditions. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?

In fact, the Shinsengumi even let them do what they want and rarely spent any time with them.

This is a very good thing to do, but there is also a bad point, which is that they have to catch the Shinsengumi in turn, so that he will not forget the existence of Honmaru, so that he will not abandon them, and so that he will not run away.

——It is no less than another kind of restraint, and it was caused by the tsukumogami.

But considering that the target is this black-haired Shinsengumi who has powerful spiritual power, then there is nothing wrong with them doing this.

It is both a willingness to risk everything and an urgent desire to survive, clinging to a lifeline.

——We all trust you so much. If you betray us, we will go to hell together.

Therefore, those who are neutral have to take some action, and Jiro Tachi is the first one:

He wanted to show goodwill to the new Shinsengumi and make his attitude clear.

So, after saying this, Jirotachi walked straight towards Ekawakami and stopped when he was half a meter away from Ekawakami.

If he continued to move closer, his tall figure would completely encircle Jiang Chuan Shang in the shadow and wrap him with his breath.

Half a meter away is a safe distance.

Jiang Chuan Shang secretly raised an eyebrow at his attentiveness, crossed his arms across his chest, and watched calmly to see what he was going to do.

However, after Jiro Tachi stood still, he leaned forward slightly, and made his eyes meet with those of Ekawakami, and said with a smile what should have been said only when they first met -

"I'm Jirodachi. As you can see, it's a large sword. Like my elder brother, it's a sword that is worshipped, but unlike my elder brother, I'm tall and can be used with just a little movement~"

I don’t know if it was because he was really drunk, but he started to speak without restraint again, revealing a look of envy and longing.

He said: "Shinsen, your height is really good, just right, I am a little envious. But you can fit into my arms, so if you think about it this way, my height is actually acceptable~"

The one being used is tall and embedded in the arms...

This adjective is too strange, is it harassment?

Jiang Chuan Shang couldn't help but twitch his lips, feeling speechless at the boldness of this drunkard, and couldn't help but think of his brother Taro Tachi whom the other party had mentioned many times.

Although they are two brothers and have the same tall stature, their personalities are completely opposite and could not be more different.

The elder brother Taro Tachi is nearly two meters tall, cold and ascetic, with a kind of emptiness and loneliness that is untainted by the mundane world; the younger brother Jiro Tachi is free and easy and cheerful, with a flamboyant and seductive face but unconventional and unruly behavior, and is a worldly person who loves drinking.

They're all pretty approachable guys.

As Jiro Tachi approached and spoke, Egawakami could smell the strong smell of alcohol on him, but because there was a faint scent of gardenia lingering around, it was not too bad.

What's more, the other party was still staring at Jiang Chuan Shang, waiting for his reply. His misty golden pupils looked innocent, persistent and cute.

Jiang Chuan Shang couldn't help but laugh, and took the initiative to move closer to him, gently raised his hand with his white fingertips, and touched the edge of his lipstick-coated lips.

The red color and the extreme white are intertwined, and the cool feeling on the fingertips is extremely obvious.

Jiro Tachi stiffened immediately.

As soon as Jiang Chuan Shang touched it, he felt the person's body stiffen. His golden pupils fell on the back of his hand as he lowered his eyes. He slowly raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Chuan Shang, as if he was questioning him with his eyes.

Jiangchuan curled his lips without saying a word, just gently slid the tip of his index finger that was pressed on the edge of Jiro's sword's lips from right to left, wiping off the overflowing lip balm.

Lip balm melts due to body temperature and can easily get onto your fingertips.

When Jiang Chuan took back his fingers, he saw that the white fingertips were stained with a fine red streak, making his fingertips look pink.

After a casual look, Egawakami turned his wrist, showed the evidence on his fingertips to Jirotachi, and explained.

"Got it, Jiro, your lipstick is smudged, I'm helping you wipe it off. It's a nice color."

Jiro Tachi listened to his explanation and relaxed his body, trying his best to ignore the strange feeling he had just experienced.

But when he saw that the slender, white fingertips like peach petals were stained with his lipstick, he could no longer ignore it. His ears suddenly turned red and slightly hot, and his eyes hurriedly looked away in confusion, not daring to stare at her anymore.

If he didn't know clearly in his heart that the Shinsengumi was helping him wipe off the excess lipstick, for a moment he would have thought that the fingertips were stained with lipstick because he had kissed them actively. Otherwise, why would it be so ambiguous just by raising a finger?

Sometimes when I don’t want to think about anything, I will think of this thing in my mind, and the memory becomes clearer and clearer.

The scene that he had tried his best to ignore just now quickly appeared in Jirotachi's mind.

Those fingers were indeed exceptionally beautiful, with distinct joints, fine palm lines, slender fingers, and skin as white as cream. They were perfect works of art that could almost be placed directly on an exhibition stand for viewing. They were also very suitable for playing with in the palm of the hand, grinding and biting with the tips of the teeth on the lips... watching them turn pink and turn red as the blood coagulates.

Hiss, it’s just a finger, don’t think about it anymore!

Realizing what he was thinking, Jirotachi took a breath. He never thought that a finger could be so attractive. He shook his head quickly and finally admitted that it might be because he drank too much.

Otherwise, why would he find a finger so delicious?

absurd.

Jiro Tachi shook his paste-like head again, trying to get rid of all the improper thoughts he had just had.

Jiang Chuan Shang noticed the movement of his shaking head, smiled teasingly, and directly pressed his fingertips on his chest with evil humor, slowly wiped off the lip balm, and then chose to let him go.

After what happened to him, Jiro Tachi realized that he had overreacted, so he coughed a few times and pretended that nothing had happened.

Jiang Chuan Shang ignored him and just turned his head to look at the sky to the side.

The last bit of sunset glow had disappeared, leaving only the dim sky dyed white and blue.

The breeze blows the cherry blossoms, bringing a little cool warmth, and the pink petals fall sparsely, drifting and dancing, creating another kind of scenery.

Jiang Chuan Shang lowered his eyes, retracted his gaze, and said to Jiro Tachi: "Let's go, it's time to go in."

Jirotachi nodded obediently, but when he was about to take a step, he suddenly stopped and looked at Egawakami, fixing his gaze on Egawakami's shoulder.

Then, he took a step forward, moved straight towards Jiang Chuan Shang, and stood directly in front of Jiang Chuan Shang.

Now, the distance between the two of them was finally as close as it could be, even exceeding the social distance that ordinary people should have. Jiro Tachi's overly tall figure finally completely covered Egawakami.

Jiang Chuan Shang slightly raised her head and looked at him. She had no questions about his sudden action. Her beautiful face was calm, with only the reflection of Jiro's sword in her pupils.

Jiro took a glance and felt his ears getting even hotter, but he didn't immediately explain why he did this. Instead, he pursed his lips, raised his hand, and imitated what Jiangchuankami had done before, and aimed it at Jiangchuankami's face with a clear goal.

Then, he gently touched the pink cherry blossoms that were drifting on the black hair in the river with his fingertips and watched the petals fall.

My heart suddenly palpitated, like a gentle breeze blowing across the water, causing tiny ripples.

Jiro Tachi was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked away. He withdrew his hand naturally while breathing a sigh of relief, and explained in a slightly hoarse voice due to his drunkenness.

"Shinsen, a flower has fallen into your hair."

His golden pupils reflecting the shadow on the river were already somewhat clear, and how could anyone see through the stirring of his heartstrings.

It's just not as calm as it appears.