Those days in Honmaru

I am Yamato Morita, and like California Kiyomitsu, I am Okita Souji's favorite knife. Although it is difficult to learn, I think it is still a good knife.

I heard from Kiyomitsu that when I was summoned by the current master, this Honmaru happened to be in the third week.In other words, Qingguang waited for me for two weeks alone, but he refused to admit it, and kept saying that he would not feel lonely at all.I won't believe this, Kiyomitsu. After all, we have been together for too long as Okita's two knives, and it's easy to know each other's thoughts.So, it's not that I peeked at your diary on purpose, you won't hide in places I can't think of, anyway, you peeked at mine too.

At that time, Kiyomitsu broke at Ikedaya.Why didn't Okita take me there?And I can't protect Okita, and I can't replace Qingguang to endure that kind of experience, it's really painful.Fortunately, now that we, the Token Fusangshen, have human bodies, we can finally protect our master and Kiyomitsu personally. This time, we will never let that happen again, I swear.

——Yamato Shou Anding's private diary, if you want to read it, just read it Qingguang

"Bait?" Before Natsume understood the heavy meaning of this word, Tsurumaru refused first: "I won't let him do such a dangerous thing."

"Wait Tsurumaru, if I can help..."

"Protect history and never participate in any process of history." Tsurumaru interrupted Natsume, "This is our mission, as the master, how could you forget it before me."

Nuliang Liban heard their conversation, as if he suddenly figured out something, he sat quietly by the side and drank.

"How could I forget..." Natsume clenched his fists tightly and lowered his head, "The task given to us by the Government of Time is to protect history from being destroyed, and you still have to fight against the march of Time Shuo. I will help you with anything. No, I can't cooperate with you like other god judges, I can only wait for you to come back in this pill."

"But! This incident may be caused by me. If I hadn't insisted on following along from the beginning, those people would not have died in the original history." Natsume bit her lip, her eyes were slightly red, trying to control My breath continued, "In the end, it's all caused by my willfulness, and it's my responsibility."

"If we want to protect the history, we must also reverse the history here, and no one will die because of it."

"I also want to contribute, even if it is only insignificant!"

The room suddenly fell silent, only the sound of Natsume's slightly rapid breathing could be heard for a while.

Tsurumaru looked at Natsume for a long time, and finally sighed in the laughter of Nuliang Kaiban, stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, and said helplessly: "You always say something that surprises me, and it was like that at that time..." In the memory The scene from long ago flashed by.

"At that time?" Natsume was taken aback for a moment.

"Don't worry about this. Since it is the master's request, it can only be done. Fortunately, it is a monster, and it will not cause major changes to human history, so we can also intervene."

Natsume said in surprise, "So you agree?"

Tsurumaru spread his hands: "The problem is, it's really hard to guarantee your safety."

"Leave this to me. Since I have such a proposal, I have naturally considered various issues. I think I can be competent for the job of the boy's bodyguard." Nuliang Liban was finally able to intervene. He raised his glass to show them that he was still there.

"The ability of youkai, will it have an effect that surprises me too?"

In front of Natsume and Tsurumaru, Nura Koban gradually disappeared, just like the one I saw on the road before, at least this time it was more thorough.He clearly knew that the other party was right in front of him, but he couldn't see him anyway, like an untouchable phantom.

"This is the true Mingjing Zhishui, which belongs to the ability of a slippery ghost. Of course, I have made some improvements." Nuliang Liban's voice came from all around, and now it was even more difficult to grasp his position, and the whole person disappeared completely. up.

Tsurumaru's eyes lit up again, "This is great!"

Nuliang Koipan withdrew his ability, reappeared in front of them, and blinked mischievously: "As for the other monsters who came to make trouble, I will leave it to everyone in the Nuliang team. Although they are all strange guys, their strength can be guaranteed. "

In the middle of the night, when encountering demons, it is the time that belongs to monsters.

Ukiyo-e Town at night was as quiet as usual, a figure suddenly appeared on the empty street, accompanied by the sound of "da da" clogs, a boy wearing a white fox mask and a white hunting suit walked slowly alone Walking, with a snow-white sword at his waist.

He seemed a little aimless, but he walked straight forward. If you look carefully, you can still find that his eyes are closed all the time.

In the depths of the side alley, several rough voices, like saws cutting through wood, were talking in low voices, exuding a strong evil spirit. Under the cold moonlight, the shadow at the bottom of the building grew bigger and bigger.

"Is there only this shallow spiritual power?"

"Humanity has fallen to such a point now."

"Hundred Stories have been held many times, and anyone with a bit of spiritual power has been invited."

"Forget it, talk is better than nothing, and dedicate him to the adults."

"Ah~ When will we find that legendary person? My lord has been waiting for a long time, all the time, all the time..."

Just on the side of the road that the boy just walked by, a twisted shadow appeared, it made a "hissing" sound, a gap was split in the middle of the shadow, and a blood-red tongue stuck out, "Hey, little brother over there ,Are you alone?"

The boy did not stop, and continued to move forward at his own speed.

"Stop pretending, I know you can hear me." Another woman's voice sounded from the boy's right.

The boy only paused for a moment, but quickened his pace and walked forward, but suddenly he was bounced back as if he hit something and fell to the ground.He stood up in surprise, and stretched out his hand to touch it. It was a very smooth surface, and a wall appeared in the middle of the road without warning.

"Yes~tu~wall~yo~" A deep and slow voice came from the wall, the transparent wall showed a milky white entity, and two eyes stared at the boy from a higher place, "No~ Will~let~you~run~go~”

The boy took a few steps back nervously, and pressed his trembling hand on the handle of the knife. A little white light flashed invisible on the blade. This posture seemed to calm the boy down a little. He exhaled and asked, "Monster, what are you looking for?" What's wrong with me as a human?"

Seven people wearing the same shabby black coir raincoats lined up to block the way out on the other side of the boy. They wore bamboo hats and held lanterns in their right hands. The person on the far left held a bamboo stick and said at the same time: "Let's participate in Hundred Stories together. "

The shadow monster that made the first sound also moved over and spread out in front of the boy like mud: "Brother, we don't have enough people, join us."

"Don't worry, we just want to listen to the stories told by humans."

The female monster also twisted her body and walked over. She was wearing a gorgeous kimono embroidered with red maple leaves. She beckoned to nowhere, and a carriage with glowing wheels came running from a distance. The face of the man in pain, and the horse leading the cart turned out to have only bones and was glowing red all over.

"come on."

"That's how I invited you." A tall monster with huge scissors appeared from behind the painted wall, with one eye exposed on its bandaged face, "Don't be shameless, human!"

The boy trembled in fear, and finally compromised: "I understand. I'll go with you."

"Hahahaha~~~~~"

The female monster laughed, grabbed the young man and pushed him into the carriage. The seven of them surrounded the carriage together, waved the lanterns in their hands, and said in unison: "Let's go~ Let's go~"

A group of monsters drifted away with a contented mood.

On the eaves, a pitch-black crow saw everything, blinked its red eyes, and flew to a higher place.Yatengu, who was hiding behind the dark clouds, stretched out an arm to make it stop there. He gently stroked the crow, "Those guys took the bait."

Mao Changji looked down worriedly, "Is that child okay? The matter of spiritual power hasn't been exposed, has it?"

"Just in case, let him keep his eyes closed. After all, the eyes are the most likely place to leak spiritual power, and there is also that mask. If there is no accident, there is no problem." Xuenv's expression softened rarely, "The second generation is also following, and the generals of our Nuliang group should not be underestimated."

Shoumu raised his hand wrapped with many red threads, and showed a cruel smile: "Let the monsters of Hyakumonogatari also see the general's Hyakki Yakō, Kanto is not a place for these low-class guys to come around."

"All the staff keep up, we can't embarrass the second generation anymore!"

After Natsume was forcibly taken to an abandoned hut in the mountains by the monsters, the monsters scattered and left him alone.

There was no light in the room, and there was no sound, but Natsume didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that there might be monsters nearby.He gasped a few times, swallowed his shout abruptly, and walked forward little by little while groping the wall.

The tactile sensation on his hand changed obviously, and there was a sticky feeling. Natsume resisted the urge to withdraw his hand, and after a few steps forward, he touched the door frame.After confirming that the door can be opened, Natsume took a deep breath, and opened the door suddenly, the room suddenly brightened, and a gust of hot air gushed out with the smell of smoke.

A deep voice sounded from the room: "Welcome, welcome, children of humans."

Natsume walked into the room unconsciously, and the door slammed shut behind him.

"Oops!" He hurriedly turned around to touch the door, only to find that it had turned into a wall.He has no way out.

"Now we can finally restart the game of Hundred Monogatari." The voice concealed a happy mood, "Let's enjoy it together! Tonight is a feast of strange stories!"

As the voice called, the room suddenly became crowded. Natsume was pulled to the center of the room by an unknown creature, and a candle was stuffed in his hand, "Give me some time to prepare."

"Then I will be the No.90 nine storytellers."

"Not bad~"

"I'm really looking forward to it, my little brother's story."

An unusually cold hand grasped Natsume's wrist, and a girlish voice rang in his ears: "Young man, I am also looking forward to the stories told by humans."

After the words dissipated, the hand also let go, and Natsume didn't notice the other party's departure, and felt a little puzzled that the monster didn't seem to have any malice towards him.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Natsume put the candle aside, and the monsters started telling stories spontaneously.

As the candles were blown out one by one, the light source that could be felt disappeared little by little. Natsume rubbed his arms, and the chill had already spread. He grasped the fox mask on his head tightly, lest something might go wrong at the last moment.

"Ah~" The deep voice who had been in charge of the host sounded from the front of Natsume, "Now, it's my brother's turn to tell the story."

The monsters around were eager to move, but they held back.

Under the urging of the monsters, Natsume picked up the candle that was about to burn out, "Then, I started. A long time ago..."

The short story was read quickly, Natsume blew out the candle in his hand, and the only light source in the room was the candle in the middle.

A gigantic figure picked up the candle and laughed. It was the voice of the host: "Ah, ah, human children are really good at telling stories. I was so fascinated by it that I almost forgot the business."

"Let me tell you the last story!" The voice said maliciously: "There was a young man who was invited by monsters and came to the gathering place of monsters and told the last story in his life."

He approached Natsume step by step, "In the end, that human boy was swallowed up by the monsters present, and no one has found traces of his existence since then."

The author has something to say:

Honmaru Small Theater:

Catfish tail holding an empty bowl: Candlestick cut ~ Another bowl ~

Gu Gu touched the tail of the catfish: brother, don't bother the candlestick too much

Zhu Keqie nodded helplessly: That's right, I'm not your nanny

Gu Gu: However, Mr. Tonkakiri's cooking is really good...

Catfish tail and bone scorpion staring at the candlestick at the same time

Candlestick Cut: Hey...

As soon as I write about weird monsters, I don’t know why I’m so happy!

The author is going to show off again, Brother Huche is here~

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