Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

The autumn night brought a few traces of cool air into the house, and the warm breath was instantly washed away.The leaves in the courtyard are rustling by the wind, which is especially loud in the silent night.

"……what?"

With the laziness of not waking up, Wuji Zhenzong sat up from the quilt in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and yawned.

"What's the matter?" The boy looked at Nami Asahina who was sitting by the door in doubt, looked at the still dark sky and said, "It's still very early."

The sound woke Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and the white sword came over while stroking the messed up hair, and held Naya Asahina's shoulder.

"can not fall asleep?"

"..." The young man turned his head, his eyes were somewhat bewildered, and he leaned against the door and stared blankly at the two without saying a word.

The young man looked at him quietly, and for a long time suddenly stretched out his hand to hug the young man, and patted the young man's back lightly as if comforting a baby, only to hear him ask softly.

"homesick?"

"..."

The body in his arms froze suddenly, and the young man silently lowered his golden eyes.

The hand on the skirt tightened a bit, Asahinami hesitantly raised his eyes to look at Toujian's expression, but before he touched his eyes, he lowered his head and shook his head vigorously.

"……No."

Tsurumaru Kuniyong patted the young man on his back, and said nothing more.He lifted his foot and walked out of the room.Wuji Zhenzong did not stop him, and closed the door after the two left.

Because the door was opened for a while, the temperature inside the house was already close to the outside temperature, with a bit of coolness.Wuji Zhenzong sat on the quilt, as if he could not feel the chill, the boy-like sword looked at a corner of the room for a long time, until the door was opened again.

"Send it back?"

The boy raised his eyes and looked quietly at the pure white sword in front of him.

"kindness."

"........."

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"Sorry."

The young man's silent expression moved slightly, watching the young man snort, lifted the quilt and lay down, obviously not intending to talk anymore.Tsurumaru Kuniyo couldn't help laughing, but there was a bit of bitterness in the smile.

The god judge still has too much nostalgia for the present world. Although everyone is silent, Honmaru's sword has long known this and acquiesced in his pretending not to care. Otherwise, how could the worldly thing hidden in the closet be Stay for now.

Dao Jian, who was said to be soft-hearted, smiled helplessly. It was not so much that he cared more about the god judge than others, but that he had a cunning mind and did not want to be the one who took away the treasured things of the god judge.

At least, not No.1.

*****

By the time Naya Asahi woke up again, it was already close to noon.

She suddenly jumped up from the bed, and the doll she was holding in her arms fell on the quilt.The boy froze for a moment, then immediately squatted down to pick it up and stuffed it deep into the cupboard.

As soon as the door of the cupboard was closed, the door was pulled open, and Asahinami immediately straightened up and greeted Imaiken awkwardly at the door.

"……Good morning."

Sweeping lightly at the cupboard behind him, Jin Jian raised his lips slightly and smiled, "Good morning, my lord, it's really strange that you are so greedy." He paused, and suddenly said as if joking, "Could it be that you did it last night? What's the matter?"

"..." Asahina pursed her lips and blinked innocently.

Dagger stopped talking, and stepped forward to help him straighten his messy clothes. He was thinking of something, but there was still a smile on his lips.

Because of getting up late, after serving Naya Asahina to wash and change clothes, Imaken brought the food directly.

The swordsmen knew that human beings at this age were growing up, so they forced the boy to get up early. Instead, they specially prepared food and warmed it in the pot so that Asahi Nami could eat at any time.

Maybe it was because he was really hungry, the boy was a little anxious to eat the warm rice porridge.It didn't take long for the abundant food to be used up, and Asahina put down her chopsticks contentedly, her stomach was warm, which was just right in this kind of cool weather.

Jin Jian lowered his eyes, and simply cleared the dishes on the small table, the sound of the collision between the plates was clear and pleasant.

"I'm going to fight."

Dao Jian, who looked like a boy, suddenly spoke calmly.

"..."

"--Eh?"

Asahina, who was leaning comfortably against the cabinet, froze for a moment, and slowly sat up straight.

"It was decided temporarily today."

Putting down the plate in his hand, Imai raised his eyes and looked at Naya Asahina quietly. The young man sat there blankly, as if he was digesting what he said. After a long time, he slightly moved the corners of his mouth and said shyly.

"...Well, that's it."

Asahi Nami wanted to ask if he could not go, but he still remembered the look on Hotaru's face when he said that last time.

...No, it doesn't matter, Omori has already bought a lot, this time there will definitely be no surprises.

Convincing himself secretly in his heart, he let out a long breath and asked, "How long will it take to come back?"

"Two weeks at the earliest, at most—" Jin Jian lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the two of them understood what they hadn't said yet.

Silence permeated through the knife and sword, and a bitter feeling stuck in the throat like a fishbone, which was difficult to swallow.

Naya Asahina suddenly grabbed his hand, her fingertips turned white from excessive force.

"……Do not."

The voice suddenly disappeared in the middle, and the boy-like sword blinked his eyes in confusion as if he didn't hear clearly.

"—Don't go." Asahinami bit her lip, her voice filled with uncontrollable panic, "You can't go!"

"..."

It's not 'can', but 'can't'.

The words that came out of his mouth couldn't help but surprised Naya Asahi for a moment.

It doesn't matter if he has selfish intentions, although he doesn't say it, everyone in Honmaru knows very well that the sword that the God Judge prefers is the present sword.

Regardless of whether the God Judge loves him very much because of the disappearance of his predecessor, or something else, this sword that has been with the boy since he was born is a victory.

No matter how much the young man relies on other swords, he will always hold the Imam sword, and his attitude towards him is different from usual.

The only favored sword is envied by others, but he can't catch a chicken and lose a lot of rice. He secretly took the newborn sword and walked the dangerous map. Not only did it not break, but it also made the god judge very angry. The sword is arranged as a close servant, inseparable.

--what.

He still knows about this.

The boy narrowed his eyes and drew a smile on the corner of his mouth. He took Nami Asahina's hand and covered one side of his face under his suspicious eyes.

The dagger was slightly sideways to his cheek, and the soft feeling made him a little intoxicated.

"After my triumphant return, my lord should make a petition next time."

The author has something to say: Well, my brother will appear in a few more chapters (*ˉ︶ˉ*)