History of the construction of Hanamaru [Comprehensive]

The young man with his back to her silently wrapped the quilt around his body tighter, and he moved forward slightly, as if he would not give up until he stuffed himself into the crack in the wall.

Yingcao pushed towards the young man step by step, and the young man kept retreating. To others, this scene looked like a robbery of civilian men or a bully bullying the weak.

"No... don't get any closer..." The young man covered himself tightly, and a slightly dull voice came out from under the quilt.

The young man's voice is really too low, Yingcao's hearing is so good that he can only hear the word 'approach', "What did you just say? I didn't catch it clearly, please say it again."

She gently approached the quivering quilt ball nestled in the corner of the wall, and subconsciously slowed down her voice, as if she was afraid of disturbing the cat standing on the wall looking at her.

Shocked by the dumpling, the young man swallowed nervously, his trembling voice amplified, "Please, please don't get any closer! Anyway, I'm a useless gun that only stabs..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him stop, Mitechu curled up his feet in frustration, he hugged his knees even more tightly, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

What is he looking forward to?He is such a useless long thing, the judges should not like him, and he has not participated in actual combat, and he has been used almost all the time for military service. Compared with the other two guns with outstanding military achievements and famous Yiwen, it is nothing. Mud farewell. 【Note [-]】

The values ​​are the same, except that the speed is faster and the rest are terrible.

"Are you shy or... low self-esteem?" After some hesitation, Yingcao asked cautiously. She pinched Foxonosuke's kiss to signal it not to speak.

Mitechu didn't answer, he lowered his head and looked at the dark ground and pressed his lips into a straight line, as if he cared about this kind of thing very much.

Moving forward step by step, Yingcao stared at Mitechu without blinking, a little afraid that his movements would startle him too much, "I don't really understand, but I think it's good to have an advantage, just What's the point of stabbing?"

Mitechu moved his butt, continued to turn his back on Yingcao who ran up to him and sat down, and said muffledly, "But I can't do anything other than thrust..." He was surprised by his obsession with this.

"Isn't Sword Fusangshen just fighting the retrograde army? Are other things important?" Yingcao leaned closer again.

That's right...he thought the same way at first, he didn't understand why the swordsman would do such things as insiders, obviously, obviously they were weapons, but if the lord ordered him, he would definitely do it.

With such an attitude, and as the only gun in the maru, Mitetsu has great hopes for Shigemai, he wants to... go to the battlefield, he also wants to fight.

I am ashamed to make such a request to the god judge bluntly, but what I got was a sneer and a fact that he could not refute. The silver-haired god judge forced him to recognize his current situation It made him miserable.

Could it be?Is it true that only Fu Sangshen with high stats is eligible to go to the battlefield?

"Leave him alone." Qing Guang leaned against the door and looked at the room with his arms crossed. He pulled the corners of his mouth, and he looked like a villain with his sinister hanging eyes and his smile, "He's always been like this .”

"But……"

Qingguang walked in, knelt down in front of Yingcao, his habitually elongated and lazy tail tune disappeared without a trace, "I have something to ask Mr. God Judge."

If he had that kind of power... maybe he could save Anding him too. Seeing Awataguchi's Akita Akita in the courtyard, Kiyomitsu was full of this thought, and rushed over without even thinking about it.

"Eh? Is it about that Horikawa? Has his injury gotten worse?" Probably not, she obviously filled up his blood volume, but the injury on the outside looks serious, but it's not. there is nothing.

Kiyomitsu was reminded by her and instantly thought of Horikawa who was lying in the Shinsengumi's office with a tall swollen face and was still in a coma. He was silent for a while, "...No, it's not him, it's Izumi and Kanesada."

He struggled to free his mouth from Yingcao's hand, and Foxnosuke looked a little serious, and lowered his voice, "Sir, Izumi Mori-sama that Kiyomitsu-sama said is one of the seven disappearing swords."

Yingcao was taken aback for a moment, and she couldn't help correcting her expression, "Then take me there quickly."

As soon as she stood up, she suddenly thought of something and squatted down again, patted Mitechu's shoulder, "Sorry, let's talk next time."

Mitechu didn't answer, and waited quietly for the sound of their footsteps to go away before turning around slowly and looking down at the corridor floor flooded with sunlight. His eyes darkened, and he turned around again wrapped in a quilt, anyway... ...he's just a useless knife.

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On this side, Tsurumaru, who had washed himself clean, opened his arms and looked at his outfit in novelty, because he had no clothes to change, Gexian lent him his inner suit.As for his blood-stained uniform, it has already been washed by Song Xian.

Picking up the main body that he put on the door of the bathroom, Tsurumaru looked at the corridor extending to both sides, "It's really irresponsible to leave the newcomer here alone."

There were words of complaint in his mouth, but his eyes were full of eagerness, "Next, what are you going to do?"

He asked himself and answered: "Of course it gave everyone a big shock. Well... let's start here. I don't know if there will be any acquaintances? Hahahaha, this is really exciting."

Walking in the inner courtyard bored, Tsurumaru looked around and muttered, "Why is there no one here..."

I already knew that I would not come with that god judge, this place is actually more boring than the battlefield, and there is also a strange and ominous atmosphere that makes the hairs of the crane explode.

"Huh? That is?" Noticing Fu Sangshen with moon-white hair and cassock leaning lazily on the pillar, Tsurumaru's eyes lit up, and he walked over lightly, ready to scare Jiang Xue. Big jump.

He patted Jiang Xue's shoulder who hadn't noticed his arrival at all, "Wow!... Hahahaha, are you scared? Sorry, sorry." The feeling in the palm of his hand was so strange that Tsurumaru couldn't help but squeeze, This is too thin, it's like only bones... bones...

Tsurumaru's hands were empty, he heard the sound of something falling on the ground, looked down suspiciously, and saw only the boneless arm rolling on the ground...a circle...

lap! ! !The smile on his face froze, he turned his head in horror and looked at Jiang Xue's sleeves which were obviously empty without arm support, Tsurumaru was dumbfounded and lost all words in an instant.

What, what should I do? !

Holding Jiang Xue's arm with both hands at a loss, Tsurumaru's heart almost collapsed, can this be installed back? !Jiang Xue, are you okay?is that OK!It must be no problem!

'Bang——' This is the sound of heavy objects falling on the corridor, and at the same time there is the sound of water splashing.

Tsurumaru reflexively hid his arms behind his back, and said with a guilty conscience: "I, I didn't do anything!"

Xiao Ye thought about fetching water for Jiang Xue to wipe her body, so she left for a while, but she didn't expect to see such a scene when she came back.He pulled out the knife expressionlessly, and the blade reflected a cold light under the light, "I found it, the object of revenge."

"Wow, wait! It was my fault for letting Jiang Xue's arm fall, Xiao Ye, calm down! Don't draw your sword indiscriminately, it's my fault, can't I apologize?!" While stepping back, Tsurumaru explained.

Looking at Jiang Xue's arm in Tsurumaru's hand with red eyes as if calling, the anger in Xiao Ye's heart grew bigger and bigger, "Die!"

Dodging in embarrassment was like a blow from Saya who was riding a little skylark and Hasebe, Tsurumaru found a direction in a panic and fled there.

"...Kuribo, help!!" From a distance, he saw Okuri sitting cross-legged in the corridor with his head lowered and carefully maintaining his own body, Tsurumaru extended a helping hand to him.

After a pause in the movement of wiping the sword, Okuri frowned. ……illusion?Otherwise, he would hear that boring crane who has harassed him for 150 years, obviously he is not in this pill.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up by Xiaoye with a knife and Okuri ignored him, and he was maneuverable and could not run past the short knife, Tsurumaru fell into deep despair, "Kuribo, don't ignore me!" Ah! Help me!"

"I'm not interested in having a good relationship with you." Okuri said with a cold face, anyway, it must be Tsurumaru's prank again.

"No, no! This is not a good relationship! It's me! Tsurumaru Kuninaga! Life is at stake!" Tsurumaru was heartbroken, "Is our friendship for so many years the same as plastic flowers?"

Okuli wanted to talk back, didn't he?But thinking about it carefully, if he said that, Tsurumaru would definitely pester him endlessly again, so he shut his mouth tightly.

Holding his head to avoid Saya's knowing blow behind him, Tsurumaru stepped on the clogs and ran behind Okuri and poked his head out to look at Saya who was hesitant because Jiang Xue's arm was still in his hand, "Saoye, we Let's discuss, let's treat Jiang Xue's hand back to you as if nothing happened, okay?"

hand?What did Tsurumaru do again?When Da Juli turned his head, he was startled by the bone finger hanging in front of his eyes that almost poked his eyes. He moved a little away from the bone finger and looked up along the bone finger. Served Tsurumaru.

"...You," Da Juli frowned, because he didn't like to have a good relationship with others, his language seemed a little lacking at this time, "what did you do?"

Tsurumaru was very wronged, "I didn't do anything, Jiang Xue's arm fell off automatically, and I was shocked."

It was he who took the initiative to cause trouble again, Da Juli turned his head indifferently and made up his mind not to care about this matter, anyway, he couldn't die anyway, at worst, it would be good to save his life at a critical moment.

The author has something to say: Tsurumaru: What did I do wrong? !To be tossed like this!

Hasebe: Shut up you, you still have a chance to play, I... still sleeping... ah Luji TAT

Smile without saying a word

Qingguang: What about my home game? !

Izumi Mori: Huh, the most popular sword is of course I, Izumi Mori!Handsome and powerful, leave it to me!

Horikawa: Kanesan is right!

One Arm·Jiang Xue: ...this world...is full of sadness...

Tomorrow, Karasuma will be limited to forging, wash your face and forge your little ancestor (*?艸`*)

My knife account is only 4 short and I am happy, Onmyoji... I am still short of a snow boy... Desperate

Thanks for the gift of Xin'an and Anxia's nutrient solution, hugging the two little angels is a big memeza>3