[Comprehensive] The name of the examiner is Oda Saku

"Please don't be offended." The tall black-haired young man closed the door and sat down on his knees again.Candlestick Qie Guangzhong narrowed his eyes slightly. He first untied the body and offered it with both hands, then straightened his back and looked at the examiner, explaining softly: "Mr. He is just a little worried about Wuji."

"Wuji?" Odasaku was stunned for a moment, and then said clearly: "They are friends."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong didn't refute, so he accepted this statement.The swords have all served famous lords in history, and many swords have been handed down among different powerful families and daimyos, so the swords have some origins with each other.

Just like he once belonged to the Date family with Okurigara and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, like Ichishin and Toshiro short swords, even when Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki was with the swords of the Shinsengumi Fighting always has a deep history, but Mukichi Sadamune is a special case. Wakisashi boy is not very familiar with swords and swords in Honmaru. The only relationship is good, that is, he can joke and fight with anyone. The troubled Tsurumaru Kuni is forever.

It is also because of this that Mr. Crane is particularly concerned about the boy.

He is trying and wants to be the boy's reliance.

Candlestick cut Guangzhong's mood is a bit complicated.

In fact, not only him, everyone's feelings for Wu Ji are very complicated.

From the moment the swords are forged, they carry the mission of destroying the enemy and protecting the master.Whether it is treasured, loved, discarded, or damaged, Token Fusangshen's appearance, words, deeds, and habits still more or less retain the imprint of the owner.Their souls seem to be naturally loyal and attached to their masters, so even though the former master of Honmaru was all about pursuing rare swords, they basically put aside these ordinary swords without even looking at them, and they still respected those swords. master's.

For some swords who have experienced ups and downs, Wuji Zhenzong, who can easily get the master's favor and likes to talk about "luck", may seem a bit arrogant.

After having a human body and emotions, loneliness, loss and jealousy are also self-taught, but correspondingly, everyone is not incapable of understanding the pressure on the poor teenagers.

The former god-inspector accidentally forged Mukyoshi Sadamune, and immediately after he forged Tsurumaru Kuniyaga Ichiki, he was extremely convinced that Mukyoshi Sadamune could really bring him luck and rare swords. The poor boy is very fond of it, and more and more time has been devoted to forging knives during daily classes. However, as the resources of Honmaru are gradually consumed, the forged swords have always been ordinary swords. The boy Wakisashi also became more and more depressed.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada always felt that he could actually understand Wuyoshi Zhenzong—if the judge hadn't been attacked and killed while going out with the boy, but the boy had survived.

Anyway, that's their master.Even though he understands intellectually that none of this is Wuji Zhenzong's fault, he still feels uncontrollable imbalance in his heart.

The complexity of it cannot be explained clearly in a few words. This kind of emotion has directly led to the sword in Honmaru not knowing what attitude he should take to face the current Wuyoshi Zhenzong, but if it is Mr. Tsuru's expectation If so, then he also wants to try to accept and understand.

"Wu Ji's current state is very problematic." Candlestick Qie Guangzhong said bluntly: "It's not the body, but the spirit. If this continues, he may fall in the dark."

For Daojian, Dark Fall is a more embarrassing result than Broken Knife, which represents Daojian's compromise to the past.

Anything that has happened is real, and it is these things that have shaped the current self. Even if it is unwilling or unavoidable, time will always push people forward, and escaping cannot make people free from pain. Come out, on the contrary, it can only make people numb and weak.

Wuji Zhenzong is now at a crossroads, whether to take a step forward or take a step back, the final decision is still in Wuji's hands, but the only ones who can influence this decision are the judges.

Odasaku's expression became a little numb. He raised his hand and pressed it on the body of the sword, repairing the small damage in the sword with supernatural powers. It was not until he watched the black-haired sword leave humbly that Odasaku slowly raised his hand and rubbed it. Looking at the beam of light coming in from the window, he was briefly in a trance.

Can he really do anything?

Odasaku asked himself.

Since many years ago, he has been trying to do something, but no matter how hard he tried and expected, what he wanted to do has never been realized.

Just like his friend, who was fascinated by humanity and death, longed for an answer but couldn't find it, the process of searching was too tiring.

After seeing off Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki who was at the end of the queue, Oda Saku fell asleep on the table, and when he woke up again, dusk had already fallen silently.

Odasaku straightened his waist slowly, stretched his arms and moved his stiff body, and then opened the shoji door and stepped into the courtyard. He saw the red sunset glow in the sky, covering the pond, rocks, vegetation, and trees with a layer of orange. .

The wheat in the flowerbed was moved to the field under the distant hillside, and the cleared land was sprinkled with flower seeds again. The wrinkled clothes were washed and dried again, and the crooked stitches on them were also disassembled and carefully sewn. The kitchen on the other side There was also the smell of food.

Odasaku was blowing the refreshing evening breeze, and squinted his eyes comfortably. Suddenly, he felt his trousers sink, and he lowered his head to meet a pair of clear golden animal eyes.

The little tiger cub, which has almost no patterns except for its black feet, is lying on its feet, waving its two front paws and hooking his pants, struggling to climb up.

After meeting with Odasaku, the already bright golden eyes became even brighter. The little tiger cub stuck out his tongue and licked his wet nose, flicked his tail happily, and tied a pink butterfly ribbon around his neck , Picking and picking with the movements, it looks playful and cute.

This is the tiger cub he cured by himself at that time.

Odasaku felt his heart being poked softly.

He attached himself to pick up the tiger cub that had climbed to the crook of his leg and hugged it in his arms. Looking up, he saw that the lights had been lit on the other side of the corridor, and the short knife that chased the tiger cub was facing the warm-colored Guangzheng waved to himself with surprise on his face.

Behind him, in the bright hall, the swordsmen had already gathered.Even Wukichi Zhenzong was dragged by Tsurumaru Kuninaga to sit near the door. After hearing the sound, other swords also turned their heads and smiled at the judge.

Odasaku's breathing was slightly stagnant, and the hand hanging by his side twitched silently, but after a while, he also slowly laughed.

The more you face clean things, the more you feel filthy, the more you try to bury the past, the easier it is to be pulled back into the memory. The smiles of the swords are like a sunny day after washing, which made him feel in his heart. For a moment I felt pain.

Odasaku tightened his fingers, he knew that he would never be able to reach the room he dreamed of where he could see the sea.

However, Oda Saku stood upright under the corridor, looking back at the swords, he still tried to smile.