[Comprehensive Manga] The heroine is messing up the world

What if the cuckoo doesn't sing?

If the cuckoo does not sing, it will be killed!

——Oda Nobunaga

If the cuckoo does not sing, there is no need to wait.

——Tokugawa Ieyasu

At night, she dreamed again, over and over again, as if someone was whispering the word "Master's Order" in her ear, chattering endlessly, making her head twitch.This directly led to her poor mental state after waking up in the morning.

It rained all night last night, and the air was very fresh in the morning.After a night of entanglement with the sound of rain, suddenly seeing such a bright sun will have some moving feelings.

Nanami Huasanli tidied up her clothes and went to the restaurant, and found the candlesticks and their group with ease. Today, there is an extra Zongsanzuo character, and the Oda group is gathered together.

"Good morning, Ziqie."

"Yo! Press and cut!"

"Good morning, Hasebe, Sozo, and so on..." she said.

"...Why did Tsurumaru and I just wait when we arrived!" Candlestick cut out his voice.

"Because I'm not jealous that your name is one letter longer than mine," she said.

"You've clearly said it, right?"

"I will never admit that if the name is long and strong, it will be tall. I also don't like the name '99 Yueyue Miyacho Hana Mirinako'."

"cough……"

After terminating this ghostly conversation, several people began to crunch their meals.

"It feels like your complexion is not very good, Yaki." Candlestick Kiri Guangzhong looked at Qihai Huasanli's face and said.

"Yeah." Qihai Huasan nodded and explained, "I didn't have a good rest last night."

Over there, Hasebe put down his chopsticks and looked over, "Did I go too far last night?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone at the table looked at them.

She also felt that this remark seemed a bit misleading, but it was a bit deliberate to explain it specifically, and it was best not to let others know about the pollution of Hasebe's divine power.So she calmly continued, "Probably not, in fact, I have had this kind of dream since before."

"Would you mind telling me?" It was Zong Sanzuo who said this.

Qihai Huasan was silent for a moment, and said, "Mr. Nobunaga."

As soon as the name was uttered, the dinner table fell silent.

"Oh." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with a normal expression, "However, I remember that Hasebe didn't seem to like the former master?"

"Fortunately, it's the previous owner after all, so I can't say whether I like it or not." She answered the question instead of Hasebe.

Oda Nobunaga is undoubtedly powerful as a knife holder. As the most popular historical figure in Japan at the moment, his personal charm is beyond doubt.

If you mind his status as a demon king, it would be too ridiculous. They are swords, born to kill, and Jiang Xue is just a special case after all.

The resentment of Yaki Hasebe is that he gave him away, that's all.

At this time, they had finished their meal, and everyone went to do their own things.Because she was chatting with Tsurumaru, she was at the back of the crowd.

"Speaking of Tsurumaru, what about you?" she asked.

"Me?" Tsurumaru froze for a moment, then said with a smile, "I have too many former masters, and my memory of them is not as deep as the memory in the tomb." He was still full of energy when he said this And his golden eyes were full of sunlight, so it was not at all obvious that he was saying such cruel words.

"Is that so..."

"In fact, sometimes my consciousness will run out of the grave, and then wander back and forth in the cemetery. Speaking of which, the sky was so blue at that time, and I have never seen such a blue sky since then." Tsurumaru said this When he looked up at the sky, Qihai Huasanli followed him.

At this time, the sky is already very blue, the tiles on the side house have wet streamers falling, and there is a small puddle of water below, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

"Is it bluer than it is now?" Qihai Huasanli asked.

Tsurumaru scratched his hair with his hands, then rolled his eyes with a smile, "I don't want to compare."

Indeed, such things should not be compared.

"Speaking of which, I once saw a little girl in the cemetery." Tsurumaru said as he nimbly jumped up the big tree over there, and then waved at her.

She also went up the tree and sat down beside him, "Can she see you?"

"Okay, so I greeted her." Tsurumaru said.

"And then?" she asked.

"Later, I met her again, but after that, I couldn't get out of the grave," Tsurumaru said.

"why?"

"It's only occasionally that I come out of the tomb consciously. I can't control it, and I feel very tired every time I go back."

Tsurumaru leaned back, but almost fell from the tree, he grabbed her directly to stabilize his body, and made both of them almost fall.

so helpless……

"Then did she come here again?" Qihai Huasanli asked.

"Later, she came here twelve times, but I couldn't get out." Tsurumaru said.

"You remember it very clearly." Qihai Huasan felt her heart being hit lightly.

"Yeah." Tsurumaru nodded, "Because every time I heard her coming, heard her footsteps, and her voice calling me, I fantasized that I could see her. So I started to think of all kinds of pranks To make her happy, it's a pity that I didn't use it." When he said this, the expression on his face became indifferent, "It didn't work once."

"Well... what happened next?"

"No more." Tsurumaru said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I thought that later you became the sword of a certain daimyo, and then found out that she was that daimyo's concubine, and then you eloped with her..." she said.

It’s all written like this in novels, so it’s no longer unscientific.

"Hahaha..." Tsurumaru laughed, his smile was hearty, "What a great speech."

Being ridiculed... Also, there is no such romantic thing in real life. If you miss it, you will miss it, and it will never be undone.And, even if it's not missed, so what?

"I'll just talk about it," she said.

Seeing her a bit unhappy, Tsurumaru also restrained his smile, and explained seriously, "She is a human being, and I am a sword."

"Then why are you waiting for her?" she asked.

"Because you're bored?" Tsurumaru said.

"Wow, it's obviously a touching emotion like 'loneliness', but you just called it boring..."

"Is loneliness touching?" Tsurumaru laughed again.

The emotion of 'loneliness' is of course untouchable.

But when placed on Tsurumaru Kuninaga, it looks very moving.

He always greets with vigor, laughs heartily, looks lively and active, and his appearance can use words such as icy, clean, icy muscle and bone... Well, the wording is inappropriate, or his appearance is just As if carved from ice and snow.Likewise, he was dressed in a pure white kimono.Imagine him walking alone into the cemetery, the wind blowing his hair and clothes.He may also be sitting alone on the tombstone looking at the blue sky, waiting for a little girl who will never come again.

The sharp and bright blade has also harvested countless souls.A large amount of blood stained the red and white clothes, and also splashed half of the cheeks.Looking back, his golden eyes reflected the wasteland full of corpses.

All of this is Tsurumaru.

Both are Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"Because you are Tsurumaru." Qihai Huasan said, blinking.

Because you are Tsurumaru, the feeling of "loneliness" is added to you, which makes you look extremely moving.

"Hmm..." Tsurumaru shook his head and said, "Although swords and humans cannot elope, swords and swords can elope."

"Eh?"

He was hugged directly by his waist, and then he jumped into the air with his toes against the branches, the sound of the wind was pouring into his ears, and the laughter of Tsurumaru was above his head, "Hahahaha, let's elope!"

She couldn't help laughing, and wrapped her wrist around Tsurumaru's neck to prevent herself from falling, "Is this a prank?"

Tsurumaru lowered his head and winked at her, "If you think it's a prank, then so be it."

When she jumped down from the highest roof in Honmaru, she felt that she was about to touch the sky. The sky was very blue. I don't know if it was as blue as Tsurumaru remembered.