Those days in Honmaru

I am Taro Tachi. As a big sword, I have a size that ordinary humans cannot control, so I have been enshrined in the shrine for a long time.Of course, there have been people who could use me freely, but unfortunately, no matter whether it is in my memory or I ask the master to use the technology of this world to investigate, I can't accurately confirm who that person is.This is somewhat regrettable to me.

I used to think that I would never step into the mortal world again, but I was called by the current master at an unexpected time.It was a rather thin owner. When we met for the first time, he said that he hoped to grow taller in the future. For this reason, the owner even came to me in private and poured out some distress in this regard.Although being demanded by the master makes me happy, in fact, as a magic sword, neither Ishikirimaru nor Ishikirimaru have the ability to bless human beings to grow taller... I discussed with Ishikirimaru, and this matter is still right. Master keep it a secret.

After staying in Honmaru for a long time, I occasionally feel that I am still in the silent shrine, perhaps because the younger brother who loves the world has not come to this Maru yet.When will we meet him again?I look forward to that day.

——Taro Tachi Honmaru Diary

In the Edo period, in a certain town in Kanto, passers-by saluted two people standing in the middle of the road.He was obviously wearing gorgeous noble clothes, but there were no followers around him, and strangely, one of them was wearing a mask.

"Running to the past time without authorization, what if the history is changed!"

Natsume, who was wearing a fox mask, felt uncomfortable all over, and was suddenly pulled from Honmaru to the Edo period, without any psychological preparation.On the contrary, Tsurumaru prepared a large bag of things at some point. Not only did he change into the battle outfit, but even the clothes Natsume himself was wearing now were prepared by Tsurumaru.

Tsurumaru said with a smile: "Anyway, we've already come out, so just relax a bit, it's fine as an expedition." He hooked Natsume's shoulder casually, and called him in a low voice, "Master~"

"What the hell are you thinking?" Natsume's vision was mostly blocked by the mask, but he could always feel that the people around him were looking at him, Tsurumaru must have done it on purpose.

Tsurumaru pointed at Natsume's heart with the handle of the knife: "There must be some shock in life. If you can predict everything, your heart will die first."

He glanced around casually, reached out and grabbed Natsume's hand, and said, "Let's go, it's a rare opportunity for you to experience this kind of customs."

"You are the one who wants to experience it, right?" Natsume muttered.

The man who stood on the side of the road and obviously stared at them for a long time closed his eyes habitually, and behind him stood a young man wearing a scarf even in summer.

The young man walked up to him and asked in a low voice: "That's the human being I saw last time, why is it so different? Could it be given by a monster...?"

"Instead of guessing here, it would be more convenient to ask the person directly." The man smiled slightly, and caught up with Natsume and Tsurumaru who had gone far away.

The young man sighed: "The second generation just wants to play, right?"

He quickly followed, but he had to keep a close eye on this person. If he slipped away without paying attention, everyone would have to look for it for a long time.

"Yo, boy, we meet again."

The man was about to pat Natsume's hand but was blocked by the white scabbard, Tsurumaru tilted his head to look at him, and the smile that had been on his mouth gradually faded away.

"If there's nothing wrong, it's better not to run into him."

Only then did Natsume realize that someone was approaching them, and hurriedly turned around, only to find a familiar man standing in front of him, "You were from that time..."

"Know him?" Tsurumaru withdrew the knife, and pulled Natsume behind him without looking away from that person.

Natsume explained: "I met once, that is when I came out last time."

"This is not considered to be acquaintance." Tsurumaru was obviously a little helpless, "Trusting others casually, such a careless look even surprised me, you should be a little bit more vigilant."

Only then did Natsume realize that his current appearance was completely covered by a mask, how did the person in front of him recognize him.

"Hahaha~ If you exchange names with each other, you'll be considered acquainted." The man laughed heartily, and dragged the young man who was chasing him over at once.

"I'm Nuliang Kaiban, and this guy is the first one. Well, we have reported our names here, how about you?"

An attitude of refusing to give up until he hears his name... Natsume looked at Tsurumaru with some embarrassment. He still remembered the one thing Foxunosuke told him to never let his name be known by Fusangshen .What should I do now?

Tsurumaru accepted the other party's words and said: "Tsurumaru Kuninaga, this is my name, I think you probably have guessed my identity?" Opportunity to ask Natsume's name.

"Sure enough, are you Fu Sangshen of the sword?" Nuliang Liban didn't care about this question, he looked at the knife in his waist curiously, and Shou Wu let out a dissatisfied "cut" and turned his head away.

"What did you say?" Natsume grabbed Tsurumaru's clothes subconsciously, the feeling of being seen through was not comfortable, he pressed the mask and whispered to Tsurumaru: "Let's go back, we can't make everyone worry. "

When Nuliang Liban heard this, he laughed happily, as if he had found his companion: "Could it be that the boy sneaked out too? In fact, I am too. It's too boring to always be in one place, and I can't help but run out. Others in the hard work group are looking for me everywhere."

The chief said angrily: "Since you know it, don't cause trouble for everyone!"

"Shou Wu, if you are always so fierce, Mao Chang prostitutes will hate you."

"Crap!"

This person must be very compatible with Tsurumaru.

As soon as this sentence turned in Natsume's mind, Tsurumaru nodded in approval: "This Mr. Monster is absolutely right. Ordinary life is too boring. What life needs is surprises."

"monster?!"

In other words, the few of them stood in the middle of the street for a long time, but they were not surrounded by people.It should be said that it seems that everyone can't see them.

Nuliang Koban's long hair that was originally hanging on his chest floated backwards as if blown by the wind, and his figure was blurred for a moment.

"It's not surprising that you didn't find out, after all, I'm a half-demon." Nuliang Liban waved to them, "Always here is not a place to talk, come with me, I won't let you down."

As if he had calculated that the two of them would follow, he walked straight away.

Tsurumaru's eyes lit up, "Come and see."

"I'm actually going crazy with you..." Natsume said while rejecting another monster who tried to pour him alcohol.

Invited by Nura Koban, they came to the izakaya opened by the monsters. It was still morning, but the izakaya was almost full, and there were strange monsters everywhere.

A few cat monsters dressed as shop assistants ran to the door to welcome them, and happily chatted with Nuliang Kaihan: "You came to drink today too!"

"Yeah, I brought two new friends over here, and I'm asking you to entertain me too." Nuliang Koipan was dragged away by a few little monsters, and left Natsume behind with only one sentence: "Play by yourself~" And Tsurumaru.

Tsurumaru took the wine glass handed over by the cat goblin, and blinked at Natsume, "Don't say that, master, you have to indulge yourself occasionally." He stopped the passing clerk goblin, asked for a glass of milk and put it in Natsume's mouth. In front of him, "I heard that you are worried about your height?"

"Who said that!" Natsume retorted immediately, "Could it be Izumi Mamoru." He thought about the character of the other party, and maybe he slipped the tongue.

Tsurumaru smiled happily, "So, are you really worried? Then drink more milk."

Natsume thought about it, adjusted the angle of the mask, put the mask on the forehead, and drank the milk.

The banquet of the monsters has always been very lively. The monsters who are good at singing and dancing spontaneously started to dance in the center of the izakaya. Some monsters with wings fluttered around them lowly, and sprinkled a little bit of star-like powder from the air. The monsters were either beating the beat or singing along.

This is a world of monsters that Natsume has never been in contact with before. "It turns out that there are such monsters too."

"How is it? Are you feeling better now?" Tsurumaru watched the performance, but his attention was always on Natsume.

"Eh?" Natsume looked back at Tsurumaru, there was a circle of residual milk on her lips, which looked very cute.

Tsurumaru rested his chin on one hand, "Although it's not long since you came here, everyone has been telling me all kinds of things about you."

"The most mentioned thing is about monsters. Guangzhong also reminded me not to touch this aspect, it will make you unhappy."

"However, rather than escaping, it is a better choice to have the courage to face it."

"Facing it?" Natsume also watched the monster's performance, "Indeed. After seeing such a scene and knowing more about monsters, I realized that monsters also have their own lives like humans. I thought they were scary before. , perhaps because I fear them myself."

He touched the fox mask and said with a smile: "How should I put it, thanks to this mask, I can finally come out with peace of mind."

"Of course, there is also Tsurumaru, thank you for taking so much trouble for me." Natsume yawned, according to the original time, he should have gone to bed long ago.Even in such a noisy place, drowsiness persisted.

He rubbed his eyes, trying to keep himself from falling asleep.

Tsurumaru stretched out a hand to gently press the opponent's head, letting him lean on his shoulder: "Sleep, I'm here."

Tsurumaru's words made Natsume feel at ease, and before falling asleep, Natsume suddenly asked: "Obviously Fusangshen, but can you feel the complicated heart of human beings?"

"Who told the master to give us a human body? It is because of this body that we can learn human emotions."

At some point, Nuliang Carphan swayed over again, and glanced at Natsume who was sleeping soundly, "Are you asleep? So you're talking about human beings..."

"If it's human, what's the matter?" Tsurumaru interrupted him.

"It's not that there is anything wrong with human beings, it's just that human beings disappear too easily." Nuliang Liban looked at the wine glass with a nostalgic smile on his lips, "It's really like a mirror-like existence, no Do you think so?"

"..." Tsurumaru glanced at Nuliang Koban, his pale golden eyes turned fierce for the first time, "Master will not disappear."

Nuliang Liban was stunned for a moment and opened his eyes wide at the same time, "I was still thinking, you really don't look like Fu Sangshen with a sword, so it's just a disguise?"

Tsurumaru blinked, returned to his usual state, and raised his finger to his mouth: "Aren't you also pretending, the second generation of the Nuliang group."

"Exposed?" Nuliang Liban closed his right eye again.

"You didn't mean to hide it at all, did you?"

I don't know when, the izakaya gradually quieted down, the goblins left the izakaya consciously, the clerk youkai quietly closed the door, leaving only the goblins of the Nuragumi around.

"Oh, oh, this really scares me." Tsurumaru said with a relaxed smile, "The master is still here, I don't want him to see the blood-stained crane."

"We won't do strange things to the guests of the Nuragumi. Rather, we still have something to ask you." Shoumu walked over with a frown and looked at Natsume. "This person's spiritual power is the same as last time. Compared with when we met, it was much less."

Tsurumaru glanced at him, gently removed Natsume's fox mask a little and quickly put it back in place, even though it was only for a moment, everyone present felt the pure and extreme spiritual power gushing out from this young man.

"We will not let the master suffer any harm."

"So that's the case, but according to what you say, you don't know about that." Nuliang Liban said with some distress.

"that matter?"

"It happened some time ago that someone was attacked and killed by a monster. The common thing for all the victims is that they all possessed powerful spiritual power. When you saw the boy, you thought you had met that prisoner."

"This kind of thing happened in the territory of the Nuliang Group. After searching for a long time, but still can't find the culprit, it's a shame." The man with long hair and bangs covering the right side of his face folded his hands on his chest.

Tsurumaru helped Natsume adjust his posture and let him lie down on his lap, "It's just that it won't surprise me, you guys have something else to say."

The girl in a snow-white uniform approached with an aura of ice and snow, "I said it straight to the point, have you heard of Hundred Monogatari?"

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Honmaru Small Theater:

The five tigers stepped back and looked around: the master seemed to have gone away, where did he go?

Hugging the five tigers indiscriminately and retreating: I must go to play~ retreat~ Would you like to drink and see!

Maeda held onto Luan's left hand: Stop it, don't teach me to retreat...

Hirano grabbed Luan's right hand: You shouldn't be asked to learn how to drink with Taro Tachi...

Yaoken Fue: Is it my illusion, Tsurumaru seems to be missing