[Comprehensive] The gap in history

Half a month later, the newly born Honmaru gradually became lively, and the barren farmland became thriving. The body of the new god-inspector Okita Souji also slowly recovered. He seldom coughed, and sometimes even practiced with swords when he closed his hands. , everything is going in a good direction.

Apart from……

A bunch of daggers and Wakizashi followed behind Hasebe, looking nervously in the direction of the forging room.

Ranto Shiro swallowed nervously: "It won't be the same today..."

Wu Hutui hugged the little tiger and followed timidly: "What to do, the little tiger is already sick..."

Ai Ran Guojun: "Under the blessing of King Ai Ran Ming, I am fearless... No wonder! It's just too scary!"

Xiao Ye: "As long as you have food..."

Hasebe came out of the forging room expressionlessly, holding two familiar swords in his hands...

Natsuo's face was ashamed: "Why is California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou'an again! The resources added are obviously enough to forge two Odachi! This Honmaru must be cursed! A Izumi Shou Kanesada, no matter how many resources you put in forging knives after that, it will be California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou Anding... unless you forge a short sword..."

#Candlestick cut where are you#

Smiling Qing Jiang smiled bewilderedly: "Ah! What a deep love this is!"

That's right, this is the dilemma that Honmaru is currently facing - if you want a new knife, you have to fish it!

Because no matter what kind of sword forging posture is adopted, only California Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an will always appear. If there is no rule in this pill that only one kind of sword can exist, I am afraid that this pill has been overwhelmed by these two kinds of swords. ...

And because of the current progress of pushing pictures, the current Honmaru is in a very embarrassing situation-short swords, wakizashi, and fighting swords are basically full of swords, but!There is no such thing as a sword above Taidao! !

The youngest Akita Fujishiro raised his hand silently: "Well, Hasebe-kun, I don't know where the lord is now?"

Hasebe's eyes wandered for a rare moment: "Probably...in the kitchen..."

There was a scream of daggers below.

Mr. Okita, who was in the kitchen, heard the faint screams, and subconsciously hooked his mouth.

Ala Ala, you are so energetic, let's make some energetic breakfast today!

Hmmm... let's make gimbap and miso soup this morning!

A group of swords and swords sat at the dining table anxiously, feeling a sense of solemnity that they were about to face a catastrophe of life and death.

Unaccustomed to this kind of atmosphere, Natsuo Toshiro moved his buttocks and made a sound first: "Do you remember the first time you ate the dishes made by the lord? I remember that time..."

Natsuo Toshiro came to Honmaru on the 5th day. He was the first Wakizawa of Honmaru. At this time, there were only 3 wisterias in Honmaru, including Yaken, Five Tigers, Ran, Maeda and Akita. Shiro, and Aizen Kunitoshi who came to send.

"There are more and more people! Yaoyan, you have to go out alone and take care of me and my younger brother. It is too hard. I will help you when cooking in the future!" I feel that the lord is really a very gentle person. Usually the god judges take the care of the swords as a matter of course, and few god judges can consider them.

However, California Qingguang, who is the master's initial knife, behaved very strangely: "Nani! Master, do you want to cook? No... I mean, your body is still weak, you must take a good rest."

"But Yaoken told me yesterday that proper exercise can help the body recover." Okita turned his head to look at Yaken.

Yaoyan pushed his glasses, looked at Qingguang who was shaking his head desperately at him, paused, and decided to tell the truth, of course, this decision made Yaoyan regret it for a long time: "Yes, it may be because of the effect of spiritual power , the general's body is getting better every day, if you cook... there shouldn't be any problem."

Ranto Shiro noticed Qingguang's strangeness: "California, your expression is very strange! Master, master, don't you know how to cook!"

Okita rubbed his head in confusion, and smiled: "How is it possible? I used to cook~ and it was all eaten, right? Qingguang, you should have an impression, right?"

My lord, you are hacked, you are definitely hacked, right!

However, under Okita's gentle (heavy fog!) gaze, Kiyomitsu swallowed, and finally gave in: "Yes!"

Although he remembered that the people who hadn't finished eating were forcibly pulled out by Okita to hold their hands together, and in the end everyone had to finish all the food that Okita cooked, and then they didn't leave the toilet for 3 days...

Everything was so beautiful in the first place, except for Qingguang and An Ding, everyone was looking forward to Okita's craftsmanship until...

He poked the black thing in front of him with his chopsticks indiscriminately: "Master... what is this?"

"Saury~ It is said in the book that fried saury will taste better if it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, so it may look darker on the outside."

He used chopsticks to peel off the skin of the saury, and his face was covered with black lines.

How do you make such a dish that is completely burnt on the outside and still raw on the inside?Is it really "burnt on the outside and tender on the inside"!

"Oh ho ho! Is this tempura fried shrimp! The golden color is completely in line with the aesthetic standards of King Aizen Myo!" Aizen Kunijun picked up a golden shrimp and swallowed it in one gulp.

Qingguang and An Ding looked terrified. Is the person who can cook this level of cooking really the master?Was it possessed by some strange thing?

"Ahh! Water! Give me water!" Ai Ran finally poured down a large glass of water with a look of relief, "Why... this shrimp is so salty!"

"Ah, this one! Because it is said that marinating it and frying it will taste better. Did I put too much salt?" Okita smiled innocently.

Qingguang cut off a shrimp with chopsticks, and found that it was full of snow-white salt grains, and the corners of his mouth twitched... Sure enough, it was the master's handiwork.

At this time, Chong Tian walked up to Wuhutui with a bowl of milk: "This is for your little tiger. If the little tiger hasn't grown teeth yet, it would be better to drink some milk."

Wuhu Tui was flattered, this was the first time the lord cared so much about him, but is the milk really all right?You can drink the milk right after pouring it out, there is no need to process it at all, so it should be fine, right?

Moreover, there is no way to refuse a lord who is so gentle to him!

Wu Hutui looked at the little tiger nervously, only to see the little tiger licked a mouthful of milk, then ran wildly with his tongue out, and then hit his head against the wall and passed out.

Wuhu Tui hugged the unconscious little tiger and looked at Yaoyan with tears in his eyes: "Brother Yaoyan..."

Yao Yan hurriedly went over to check the little tiger, and was relieved when he found that it was just an ordinary knock, then dipped his chopsticks in the milk and tasted the milk, and blushed instantly: "...General, how much sugar did you add to the milk? ?”

"I heard that children like to eat sweets, so I thought that little tigers probably like it too, so I added a little bit~"

This is definitely not the level of "a little" ah hey!The tiger is almost eaten to death, okay?

The above are the memories of Okita's first cooking.

"How can you talk about the lord like this!" Hasebe, who took the master's life as his destiny, slapped the table and stood up.

Niaowei showed a malicious smile: "Then Hasebe-kun will definitely eat all of today's breakfast, right?"

Hasebe froze immediately, and then showed a dignified expression: "If it is the Lord's order, it will be completed even if it is desperate!"

"How can you be so exaggerated, Hasebe." Okita walked out of the kitchen with today's breakfast.

All Swords: Much more exaggerated than this!my lord!

"Recently, I cook every day, and I feel that my cooking skills have improved a lot!"

Seeing the dark gimbap and the bubbling purple miso soup, the swords swallowed together.

All Swords: Is it my illusion that the darkness is deepening again?

"So, let's have a good meal, everyone!"

All Swords: No!Will be dead!absolute!

At this time, Gu Gu, who had always been reticent, noticed something was wrong: "Except for Hasebe, Da Dao, and Brother Yaoyan, are gone."

"In this way, Qing Guang and An Ding who have been sticking together with the lord are indeed gone." Qing Jiang brushed his hair.

"Ken-san, Kane-san is gone too!" Horikawa was a little uneasy.

"It's too cunning! Did you escape because you didn't want to eat the food cooked by the lord?" Jin Jian told the truth with a simple face.

"Well~ who knows." Okita picked up a cup of tea, smiled without saying a word.Counting the time, it should be almost back.

"My lord! We are back!" Qing Guang rushed in with a big bag and a small bag first, followed by other swords that were also full of things.

"Brother Yaoyan! Ah! What you're holding is my favorite strawberry Daifuku!" Luan ran over first, holding Yaoken around twice.

"It's sushi, Kanesada." Horikawa raised his head and looked at Izumi Mori Kanesada with a satisfied face.

Xiaoye walked to Zongsan silently, looking at the seaweed rolls in the bag expressionlessly.

Zong San handed the bag to Xiao Ye, and also patted Xiao Ye's head expressionlessly.

"I can smell the smell of omurice~ Anyway, thank you, Yamabuki Kunihiro-kun." Natsuo approached Yamabuki Kunihiro, threw himself on him and snatched the bag.

Yamabashi, who rarely interacts with others, turned his ears red: "Why do you want to thank me for this imitation knife..."

An Ding walked up to Wu Hutui, who was afraid to step forward: "Hi! Your milk will be fine this time!"

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki: "Don't grab it, don't grab it, everyone has it, hahaha!"

……

Every fusangshen who went to Wanwu to shop was more or less surrounded by familiar or unfamiliar swords, and laughter filled the entire restaurant. Okita sat alone at the main seat, watching all this with a smile.

"My lord, your Jinpeito." After getting rid of the entanglement of a bunch of short knives, Kiyomitsu squeezed in front of Okita, blushing and handing out the gift he specially bought.

Okita chuckled: "Every time Kiyomitsu goes out, he always brings me Jinpei Tang."

Qing Guang shyly turned his face away.

Okita peeled one and put it in his mouth. Looking at everyone's smiling faces, he sighed in satisfaction. It's very sweet, Kopeito.

After watching today's team members go out, Okita returned to his office and opened his notebook.

The notebook was densely written with Fusang □□. Okita turned the notebook to the page "Saya Zuomoji", and wrote on the back with a brush: I like seaweed rolls.

"Dong dong dong".

"General, can I come in?" It was Yaoken's voice.

"Of course." Okita put down his brush, "What's the matter? I remember that today's valet is Hasebe."

"I'm more concerned about some things, so no matter what, I want to ask the general for clarification." After Yaoyan closed the door again, he knelt and sat in front of Okita.

"General, did you do the dark cooking for so many days on purpose?"

Okita was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be the first to notice this, Yaken."

Yaoken leaned forward slightly: "I don't understand, general. Because of the previous incident, some of the swords complained to you, and you are obviously not the one who realized that they didn't like it, and insisted on continuing to do it."

Okita looked out the window from the second floor, watching the daggers playing in front of the porch.

"What do you think is the relationship between the Sword Fusangshen and the God Judge?"

The relationship between Fu Sangshen and the God Judge?

Yaoken was silent, he had never considered this kind of problem.

Okita didn't intend to ask Yaoken to answer either.

"Sword Fusangshen, they are all people who have lost, or lost their once important masters, or lost the memory of the past. These Fusangshen who have lost the past, when they regained a life that belongs only to them , and who is naturally very close to the master, what happens?"

"Probably...hold it tightly." Yao Yan replied slowly.

"One or two Fusangshen's words don't matter, but when dozens of Fusangshen all regard the interrogator as their only life-saving straw, can you imagine what kind of scene it is? For Fusangshen For them, the god judge is all they have; and for the god judge, Fu Sangshen is just a consumable that can be summoned again after disappearing. Under such circumstances, no matter what Fu Sangshen does, it is Understandable, isn't it?"

Although the sun outside the window is just right, Yaoyan still feels very cold. He can't imagine, if this really develops, what will happen to this pill, and everyone in this pill.

"So, what I have to do is to make myself no longer the 'only' of the Fusangshen! The swords and swords already have their own fetters, and I just make these fetters a little more and stronger, so that , Fusangshen, who has more emotional sustenance, will greatly reduce his dependence on the God Judge, and Honmaru will be able to develop healthily."

Yao Yan looked at the brothers who were laughing happily downstairs, his eyes softened: "However, you will be very lonely, general."

Okita picked up a Jinpei candy and stuffed it into his mouth: "Of course not, I feel very happy to be with you!"