[comprehensive] flower tone girl

"He, is my strength okay?"

"Woo—!" A deep and short whimper came through the paper door, more like pain than joy, and it seemed to be begging the flustered heart that I didn't know what to do, "Master, lord..."

"Can't bear it, Crane?"

The rubbing sound of the cloth, and the question of the girl's concern and suppressed breathing.

"Bi, after all, this is the first time..." The dying fish's rapid breathing as if trying to find water, and the hoarse expression when his fingers scratched on the tatami, "It filled... some places, but other places... more I'm longing for you..."

"Sorry, Crane, it's my first time doing it too...be patient, follow the steps slowly, I will know all the places..."

"Ughh—!"

Late autumn is quiet and the night breeze is refreshing.Under the eaves of the Japanese-style hut is a lantern-shaped electric light. Inside the paper door, someone is struggling, shadowy, and the dark fragrance is surging, shaking the mind.

The blond boy outside the paper door was about to knock, his face flushed and he staggered in shock, stumbled back and fell down the wooden corridor.

In a panic, he climbed up from the cobblestone floor holding on to the edge of the corridor, and saw that the paper door opened without anyone pulling it.

Haunted, haunted...? ! !

Without waiting for him to scream, everything he saw made him suddenly stuck.

On the tatami, the girl was leaning against the only low table, sitting upright, with a thick silk satin carefully placed on her knees, and she was holding the handle in one hand and holding the soft cloth in the other with her head down solemnly. The blade has been polished and polished; the low table is full of imperial book paper, powder sticks, oil cups, water trays, incense burners emitting light smoke, and a yellow-backed white belly painted with vermilion imperial patterns and wearing a golden bell. The well-behaved little fox is staring at the blond-haired and red-eyed boy for no reason; while the young man in a white nightgown is lying between a pile of messy quilts, holding a twisted body pillow in his arms , as if enduring some kind of torture, his whole body was sweating profusely.A white calf was trembling, the muscles on the calf were tense and swelled, and the physiological convulsions were convulsing; the veins on the back of his hand were turning white, and his five fingers were firmly grasped into the tatami.

However, whether it is a girl or a young man, the spiritual power around them is extremely strong, thick and tangled.It seems to be controlled within the sleeping range, but only the leaked part has already made Xueyin tremble with fear and numb all over.

Even if it doesn't hurt him... it's scary!

"Are you here looking for Tsurumaru, Yukine? I'm sorry we're busy right now, what's the matter?"

While looking at the red pointer and dial of the watch-like tester on her wrist, Kanon carefully channeled spiritual power into the blade.At this time, she was holding the knife in her hand, but in her perception, those spiritual powers seemed to have entered Tsurumaru's human body, nourishing and expanding his "magnitude".

"I just want to thank you for taking me and Yato before going to bed..." Xueyin sat on her knees on the cold cobblestone floor, holding the edge of the wooden corridor one foot above the ground with both hands, with a kind of eagerness. Poor feeling, "Please, may I ask, what are you doing..."

Tsurumaru endured to the limit, buried his face in the quilt and pillow, and let out a thin cry.

"I'm sorry, Crane...you have to finish it at least once." The girl was completely unmoved, "Otherwise you will suffer even more."

"No, it's okay!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga took a deep breath tremblingly, "I can feel that some places are being widened, and some boundaries seem to be being broken... Please, please don't stop!"

"It's really strong, it's worthy of my sword. Then I will continue—even if you call to stop, I will not show mercy."

"Yes! I'm sorry to trouble you... Ugh!"

That inexplicable sense of shame burned up again.

Even knowing that the two of them have no contact at all, it seems that they are doing very serious and frank things...but this kind of conversation...

For an innocent little boy like him who always loves to think wildly in his adolescence, it is really too exciting.

Xueyin swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, her eyes stared straight.

"This is the maintenance of the sword. Master Hanyin has just obtained a new maintenance method from another lord of the gods. It is the first time to try it, and she is only a minor. In order to ensure smooth progress, I will carry out Guidance and supervision." The little fox jumped down from the table and lightly jumped in front of Xueyin, "If you have nothing else to do, please leave for now. Being distracted will be a burden to His Majesty Tsurumaru."

Xueyin was in a daze.He didn't quite understand what was going on, what kind of strange sword maintenance ceremony...

But in short, it's that he's here now...somewhat in the way.

As a guest staying overnight, I will talk about it after explaining something—it doesn’t matter if I don’t say anything. I have no obligation to tell myself those secrets. In short, it’s better to leave for now.

The blond boy nodded, and returned to the guest room with his legs floating.

After closing the door, all those voices were blocked.

Is it an enchantment?Xueyin calmed down, and sat down by the wall not far from Yato, looking at Yato who was sleeping soundly in the bedding with a confused mind.

What he experienced when he was alive, what happened when he became a divine weapon after death, what happened when he stabbed Yato, got along with Hiyori, and secretly met Nora...

As the girl in the next room who was wiping the knife said, all of Nora's actions before this could be regarded as being bewitched by the warlock.

Then, after that, all her actions will only represent her personal will.

Xueyin was a little sad.

But thinking of the pain I felt when I recalled the things I died in my lifetime, when I was degenerated and purified and finally transformed, I felt nothing.

In a daze, he actually fell asleep.

-

[Senior Bai Lan, do you have any special tips for maintaining swords? 】

For a long time, Kanon has always followed the most basic steps to polish and maintain her sword, which is shaped on the surface.

Remembering that she promised Tsurumaru to help him take care of his body at night, Hanon felt that she could no longer be as superficial as she was when she was a child!

Warming and raising the sword, completely nourishing, infiltrating, repairing and improving from the inside out... She thinks there must be a way!

If I search for it by myself, I'm afraid it will make my brothers suffer more... And I happen to have a powerful senior god judge. Although it seems unreliable, he will seriously provide me with effective help in many cases .

And Bai Lan quickly sent over a whole set of resources for maintaining the sword.

What about [establishing the connection between the body of the sword and the soul and the body], [how much spiritual power should be applied at a certain position within a certain period of time]...

It is accompanied by videos and explanations, as well as data calculations, all kinds of things, it seems like a professional subject.

"The instrument for measuring spiritual power was bought from the shopping mall of the Government of Time. You are not yet an adult and cannot open the authority, so I asked Foxonosuke to give you one, and I will give you a report later." Bai Lan's voice was straightforward. Through the communication function of the system, it came to mind, "You know, the sword Fusangshen are restricted by the government system of time, and there is an upper limit on their level ability. Even if you use the sword equipment to improve part of the performance, or increase it with spiritual skills... But they themselves are closed."

"So, if these maintenance methods are used properly, it is possible to improve the performance of the sword, and even break the boundaries directly?"

"Of course." Bai Lan reminded, "It is also possible to smash the sword directly... But if it is you, maybe you can do it."

Bai Lan laughed like she was watching a good show, with a hint of trying to cover up, and added: "After all, you are the lucky one favored by heaven."

-

Kanon closed her eyes.

It was a mysterious feeling.

Her spiritual power wandered within Tsurumaru's blade, analyzing the opponent's strength, and slowly invaded deeper.

Certain barriers that existed deep inside the opponent... She seemed to be able to sense and even touch them.

As long as you open it up...

However, it is too brittle.

Breaking in rashly is likely to shatter and tear the soul, and even collapse the blade.

If you often use spiritual power to widen and infiltrate, and make the place that feels "dry" gradually become more "elastic", will you be able to break through the top and touch the secret place buried behind the barrier?

The secret method of the Government of Time to control the upper limit of Sword Fusangshen's strength...

No, now is not the time.

Kanon withdrew her hand regretfully.If she herself was full of desire to explore, she might have forced a breakthrough long ago.

However, she couldn't bet on Tsurumaru's life...just take it slow.

In other words, just keep it as it is now.

The girl opened her eyes, and what she saw was Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was soaked in sweat and seemed to have passed out, clutching the corner of her clothes.

He seemed even paler.

Kanon first picked up the [Tachi Tsurumaru Kuninaga] who had completed a complete round of new maintenance on her knee, carefully inserted it back into the scabbard and put it aside, then hugged Tsurumaru Kuninaga himself horizontally.

【Cleansing】

After ensuring that the young man in his arms looked brand new without any sweaty smell and his clothes were refreshed, the bedding that had also been cleaned on the floor fluttered without being touched by anyone, and was laid neatly.

Kanon put Tsurumaru on top of the quilt, and then dropped the quilt in mid-air to cover him.After placing Tsurumaru's main sword beside his pillow, he picked up the fur on the back of the little fox's neck and quietly turned off the lights and walked out.

The guests over there seem to have fallen asleep too...

Kanon walked around to her bedroom next door, told Foxonosuke to go back to where it was supposed to go at the door, and sent a message to Bai Lan that "the trial effect is not bad".

[Wow, already tried it.Who is the first guinea pig~? ]

[Although it does have the meaning of experiment, but calling it a guinea pig is too...]

[Sorry sorry, I made a slip of the tongue.How does it feel? ]

[fine.After the maintenance, the human body seems to be in poor condition due to lack of water, but in fact the internal toughness is much stronger... But the upper limit of the system is still at level 99 and has not changed. ]

[Of course, because the "upper limit" is still there. ]

……

Until she lay down under the blanket, Hua Yin and Bai Lan were still bickering and chatting calmly.

It's just that compared to ordinary female high school students holding their mobile phones to practice immortality before going to bed, Huayin's breathing evenly with her eyes closed is no different from falling asleep.

-

Tsurumaru was awakened by strength.

It's not that it swells to blow up, but it's filled with unprecedented power.

He sat up, and could feel that the spiritual power of the god judge was being transformed into his nutrition, wrapping and penetrating into his soul.

It's nice and warm.

But... only the power is there, but I am not here...

Tsurumaru fell down for a moment, then shivered violently.

Today... It seems that only Yato and his artifact live in the guest room!

The house was bought too small, and there were only one serious bedroom, one for the inquisitor, one for him, and one for the guest room.

Usually, there are always other monsters or Token Fusangshin colleagues living next door, but today...!

【Now or never】

Once an idea is born, it is very difficult to erase it.

[I want to see her. 】

[I want to be by her side. 】

【Only spiritual power is not enough...】

Perhaps it was the sequelae of being completely invaded with spiritual power for the first time, Tsurumaru now especially wants to stay by the owner of this spiritual power.

It wasn't until he opened the door of the girl's room and was stared at by those blue eyes reflecting the cold light under the starlight that he suddenly woke up.

But he realized right away... It was because he saw the girl that he felt at ease.

"Tsurumaru, what's wrong?" The girl sat up and asked warmly.

The young man in white clothes and white hair looked at her silently and stubbornly, feeling uneasy and bewildered.

It's not [Night Attack], he just wants to serve as a sword companion by the master's side...

Just, just one night is fine.

Although against the rules, but...

"I see." The girl lifted the quilt, put the Zanpakuto on the other side, and then stretched out her arms to the white crane who seemed to have no idea what happened to her at the door, "Come on, Tsurumaru, master will sleep with you tonight."

My heart suddenly settled down.

It seems that the one who is really a child is not a young girl, but a Taidao youth whose mind is filled with dependence.

-

Kanon felt a little worried about the current situation where her whole body was being hugged tightly.

She was originally a very light sleeper, and now there are guests in the house, so she can directly close her senses to rest... It would be bad if something unexpected happened.

And Tsurumaru's current state is also a bit strange.

I just asked Senior Bai Lan, and he said that this is a kind of instinctive dependence. At this time, it is best for the judge to be with the sword.

Of course, if you become proficient in the future, there will be no such chaos caused by the incompatibility of the sword itself. As a result, it can only be stabilized with the comfort of the master.

[At this time, it is enough to treat them as [items] or [children], and there is no need to have too much burden. ]

[But I don't think you will feel shy with your personality, right? ]

For Huayin, that was an option that didn't exist.

When she was a child, she would go to her brothers when she couldn't sleep well. Only by touching their firm abdominal muscles or being hugged in their broad chests could she sleep peacefully.

Tsurumaru needs her now, just as he did then.

The only thing she finds troublesome is... the fact that she will never be able to sleep tonight.

Since he couldn't sleep, he might as well chat with senior Bai Lan, or surf the Internet through the built-in system all night.

【Wait for Tsurumaru to wake up before going to sleep...】

Kanon was bound by Tsurumaru's arm, holding the endlessly learned sword body in her arms...

Well, they are all Taidao, and there is no difference.

The author has something to say: Lili: Let’s interview our Huayin... You are already 15 years old. Regarding the matter of sleeping with a healthy adult at night...

Kanon: Adult?Where?

Lilu: Crane...

Kanon: That's my brother!

Lilu: No blood relationship...

Kanon: Why should I have thoughts about swords.The Gaze of Reproductive Isolation.jpg

Lili: Change the subject, do you think Dazai...

Hua Yin: Owing the day.

Dazai: ...∑? ? !

Huayin: Don't be responsible when the sun is up.

Dazai: Each other each other.

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finally reached!

How great it is to maintain the sword.

My daughter has finally grown up [gratified

-

Suddenly, I remembered the matter of Kanon giving birth to Dazai's son...

Although Japan can legally marry at the age of 16, but here...

Should be no problem, right? [Smashing the steering wheel with one palm