Those days in Honmaru

I'm Horikawa Kunihiro, the Wakizashi Hijikata Toshizo used, and Kane-san's partner.I heard from the master that before I came, Mr. Jian mentioned me many times.Sure enough, Mr. Kan still needs me very much. How do you live alone when I'm not around?According to the results of Ranjiang's investigation, Kane-san is actually the smallest in this maru.However, he himself strongly opposed this point, saying that it should be based on appearance and height.Ah, of course the master is the youngest, who is said to be only 15 years old.

When it comes to the owner, it is really easy to think of the original owner, Mr. Hijikata.That person is really powerful, and it is a pity to stand at the forefront of the war. In the end, such a person will also be eliminated by the times.Since then, it has been the era of guns and cannons, so I really did not expect to be able to personally participate in the war of swords in such a state.Mr. Jian told me that there is a bit of similarity between the two masters, maybe.

It's really strange, I mean, after having a human body, I always realize some strange things, for example, what does the master think of us swords and sacrificing gods?Because the master himself said that he is just an ordinary student, and he must have never experienced war like us.

It would be great if the master would say that we are all comrades-in-arms or something like that.

—— Horikawa Kunihiro's diary, Kane-san, the length of the diary is really nothing to compare with

Natsume stood up restlessly, and finally couldn't help opening his eyes. The monsters that filled the room before were gone, only the monster standing in front of him was left.The monster has a huge and bloated body that looks like a human but not a human, with a big mouth cracked on its distorted face, revealing sparse and yellowish disgusting teeth.

The monster stretched out his hand and patted his stomach. His tongue seemed to have a life of its own and licked on his teeth. Then he retracted it immediately and said dissatisfied: "The taste of monsters is really incomparable to that of humans. It's so unpalatable. gone."

His eyes stared out unreasonably, and the two eyes moved strangely in different directions in the eye sockets, and finally stopped and stared at Natsume, "Speaking of which, I really underestimated you as a human being, it seems There is a special spiritual power hidden. Humans with spiritual power taste more delicious than ordinary humans, hehe..."

This monster is different from all the monsters that Natsume has encountered before, the surging evil thoughts that can be found without careful inspection all rushed to Natsume, a cold chill rose from the soles of his feet, Natsume trembled all over, Almost unable to control his body, he could only stare stiffly at the monster in front of him approaching him step by step.

The monster stretched out its hand and tried to grab Natsume, there was only a little distance between the huge palm and Natsume, the monster showed a smug smile, in his opinion, a mere human could not escape his palm.

In the next second, this idea was completely broken.

The monster's palm was sliced ​​open between the ring finger and the middle finger, and monster energy and blood gushed out at the same time. The monster screamed in pain, and the broken half of the palm hit Natsume in front of him, turning into a puddle of pure black ink, emitting a stench. taste.

Natsume involuntarily covered his nose, only to be surprised to find that he was able to move freely.

The air around Natsume distorted for a moment, and Nuliang Kaihan's voice sounded triumphantly: "Finally, I have revealed my true colors, but I have been waiting for a long time."

He closed one eye, and casually leaned Miqimaru on his shoulder, "I won't let you hurt the young man with me here, you must do what you promised."

The monster roared angrily: "Who is obstructing me!"

"There is more than one person here~"

The snow-white sword floated up from Natsume's hand, emitting a dazzling light, and a figure gradually appeared. Tsurumaru drew out the sword with his backhand and played a beautiful sword flower. Standing in front of Natsume, he looked back at Natsume and said with a smile: "How about you Scared?"

Natsume shook his trembling hand and shook his head: "A little bit, but I know that with you here, I will be fine."

"That's right, you're right to think so."

"Damn it! How dare you lie to me!" The huge monster that seemed to be piled up with countless pieces of meat roared, "I am the one who told hundreds of ghost stories, created a hundred monsters, and devoured hundreds of people Hundred Monogatari!"

It stared at the yellow eyes that were about to protrude from the eye sockets, waved the candlestick in its hand and roared. The candlestick flickered and turned into a blood-stained writing brush. The green flame was constantly burning at the tip of the pen. Countless distorted and deformed faces screamed silently in pain.

Natsume's face was ugly, and he asked softly, "Could those be...?"

"I'm afraid it's those human beings who were devoured in Hundred Monogatari, and even their souls were imprisoned? They are really despicable monsters."

Nuliang Carp held the Miyagi Maru in front of his eyes, and said to Tsurumaru without looking back: "You have to protect the young man and don't interfere. You should leave the matter of the monsters to the monsters."

"That's what I intended."

"...Well" Natsume did not refute, this is not a battle he can participate in, and protecting his own safety is the best help for them.

As soon as Nuliang Koipan was talking, he met a huge monster named Hyakumonogatari. The difference in size made them look very different in strength, but there was no expression of fear on his face, and he said sarcastically: "In the group You guys have taken care of me, now let me, the second generation, experience your abilities."

Hundred Monogatari ignored him at all, but stared at Natsume.

"Fun, fun!"

"I'm hungry..."

"Swallow the spiritual power of this human being~"

Hyakumonogatari kept saying strange things, it felt like there were many youkai squeezed into the same body, these different consciousnesses quarreled for a few words, and finally they reached a unified opinion.

Baimonuyu raised the brush and drew various patterns of monsters in mid-air. After twisting a few times, those patterns turned into real monsters. The weird transformation from flat to three-dimensional looks creepy.

A large number of monsters jumped down through the monster patterns in mid-air, surrounded Natsume and Tsurumaru, and Hyakumonoga behind them stretched out the hand with only half of the palm left, pointed at Natsume and grinned and said, "Let's eat first." about you!"

Nuliang Liban still had a smile on his face, but his tone became low: "Interesting, it's the first time I meet a guy who doesn't take me so seriously."

He did not know where to bring out a bowl of Yaoming wine, held it flat in front of his eyes and said softly: "Ming Jing Zhi Shui Sakura!"

The evil aura of the slippery ghost gradually spread, and with this burst of evil aura, a cherry-colored flame suddenly appeared and rolled towards Baimonogatari, and the flames circled around the monster's feet and burned upwards.

It wasn't until this moment that Baimono suddenly realized that he frantically waved his arms to try to extinguish the flames, but the result was that his arms were also caught on fire.

"Oh oh oh!" Bai Monoyu roared furiously, his body exuded a burnt smell, he struggled and fell to the ground without moving.

Nuliang Koban looked at the wreckage of the monster in the flames, but frowned and thought to himself: "Is it so easy to defeat the monster named Hyakumonu?"

On the other side, Tsurumaru protected Natsume and took a few steps back, casually splitting open a monster that sneaked up to Natsume and wanted to sneak up on him, "It's getting lively here too, master should be careful."

For some reason, the monsters summoned by Hyakumono were not affected in any way, and still surrounded Natsume.Natsume looked up, and the pattern drawn by Hyakumonogatari to summon monsters was still hanging there in mid-air, and the monsters ran out from there.

Tsurumaru stood in front of Natsume, surrounded by monsters who wanted to attack.

With the sound of "stabbing", the pure white sleeves fluttered but were gradually stained with red blood, Tsurumaru's movements were a little slow, letting the blood droplets splashed on his hair by the monster drip down, he looked around for a week, Serious eyes: "Not bad... I'm surprised, but!"

"too slow!"

Natsume could only see the light of the sword for a while, and then the monsters were torn into pieces. Tsurumaru stopped, but couldn't help but staggered and took a step back, holding the knife handle to support the ground.

"Tsuramaru!" Natsume nervously supported Tsurumaru, who was injured in several places, and dark red blood seeped through the snow-white clothes, which was very dazzling.

Fortunately, the monsters were frightened by Tsurumaru's actions, and they didn't dare to rush forward for a while.

"...How about it, master, am I like a crane now?" Tsurumaru took a breath, and blinked at Natsume again in a relaxed manner.

"What time are you still joking!"

Although those little monsters gave up attacking the two of them, they kept surrounding them.Seeing that they were about to pounce on them again, Tsurumaru clenched his sword tightly.

Dark blue butterflies flew over from nowhere and landed on the monsters respectively. Suddenly, a cold blue flame burst out. The monsters struggled and fell to the ground, but they couldn't extinguish the flames.A gust of cold air came from behind Natsume, a woman came out slowly, she looked at Natsume and smiled a little.

Tsurumaru immediately pulled Natsume away from this woman, or female monster, and couldn't help frowning.

"You?" Just as Natsume was about to speak, the female monster raised her finger to her lips, and then stretched out her hand to exhale a breath of cold air. A large number of blue butterflies took shape in the cold air, and once again flew towards the monster created by Hyakumonogatari.

Tsurumaru relaxed a little, "It seems that he is not an enemy... Cough..."

Before Natsume had time to worry about Tsurumaru, a familiar shadow passed by before him, and slammed into the wall of the room hard, forcing a hole, which was then covered by the ruins, and Miyakirmaru fell on the ground aside.

"Mr. Nura Koban!"

Natsume looked over there, and Hyakumonogatto, who was still in human form, now turned into an ink painting.

His limbs, including the facial features, are separated. One eye is on the top of the head, but the mouth runs to the left foot. What he keeps waving is actually the right foot. The palm that was cut off has returned to its original shape to replace it. The function of the right foot is lost, but there is an obvious scar on the palm.

"Do you think you can defeat me?!" The mutated Baimonogai glanced at Nuliang Carphan, and said mockingly: "What kind of demon lord, after tonight, the world of monsters will be destroyed!" It's about to change!"

Nuliang Liban pushed away the ruins pressing on his body, sat up with one hand propped up, wiped off the blood on his lips, and smiled evilly: "Cough...haha... Now that you know my identity, you should Don't you think that I won't bring my own Hundred Ghosts Night Walk?"

As soon as the words fell, the roof of the dilapidated hut was lifted off in an instant, and the walls were completely smashed apart. There was a treasure ship floating in the sky, and many monsters were jumping and waving on it. A group of monsters jumped off the treasure ship directly, and Qingtianfang and Heitianfang walked over from the wall.

In fact, almost all the Nuragumi members were present.

"It's been a long time, Nidaime!"

Shouwu picked up Mimiqie Wan and handed it to Nuliang Liban, "Hyakki Yakun can't do without us, right?"

"You guys are too slow."

"Sorry, I took a little time to clean up a lot of garbage along the way."

Nuliang Liban waved at him, "Hurry up and get rid of this troublesome matter, let's make a big fuss."

"It's about to start, this is the real Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts!"

The author has something to say:

Honmaru Small Theater:

California Kiyomitsu (looking for Natsume): Master~ It's strange, where did he go?

Yamato Mamoru pointed at Wanye Sakura: Ah, master, where did he go, probably because he was tired

California Qingguang: Well, then I’ll go and have a look~