[Touken Ranbu] Drinking River Stone in Diwan, Luzhou

When I woke up, Honmaru was as quiet as the street on a Sunday morning.In the first issue yesterday, Yizhen took the initiative to invite Yingying to go on an expedition to a battlefield far away from here.The daggers who used to frolick in the inner courtyard hopped and walked hand in hand behind the elder brother, while the older twins walked carefully on the outermost side.Mitsutada Kiri, the candlestick at the back of the nave of the group, was infected by the joy of traveling. He hugged Akita Toshiro and helped him blow out a long string of colorful bubbles. He said "My の シャボンバリアは切れん" with a smile, which means the bubbles he blows Super powerful.Eh?Didn't he call himself a "servant"?Hasebe shrugged his shoulders and replied, "It's probably a split personality." Then he took out the attendance certificate of the interrogator training class from the briefcase and handed it over.

She couldn't help turning over and covering her head with the quilt.There was still someone else's smell on the pillow, as if it aroused her memory, and there seemed to be a few blue hairs beside the pillow.She immediately got up and picked it up and threw it into the trash can.Lone beasts huddle together for warmth.Fate happened to bring them both together.

That morning the two agreed to keep the secret and never break their promise, and to forget everything that happened forever.After reaching an agreement, the scene where the two parted ways at the top of the stairs is vivid.After walking a few steps, she turned back with a glimmer of hope. What the other party left her was the resolute and slowly moving back, gradually disappearing into the darkness at the end of the corridor.She wrapped her coat tightly in dejection, lowered her head to comfort herself, and said that it was probably such a fool who took the joke seriously.He couldn't help but grinned at his own stupidity, his eyes were wet and water drops were about to fall.

So it was pouring rain again.In the hazy wetness, I saw Yiqi Yizhen holding an umbrella, and hugged her tightly from behind again.But what is this?It just adds to the joy and troubles of a few nights.She broke free and ran into the rain, not daring to look back.Until he woke up groggy, unable to feel the weight of his heart, and at the same time was encouraged by a strange force to cheer up.It's time to get serious about your duties as a god-inquisitor.

On the second day after the expedition team set off, the man with long seaweed hair knocked on the door of Honmaru with a tired expression on his back, and was immediately helped into the room by Hasebe.As Honmaru, which has no daily activities, there are so few visitors that the judge almost forgot the fact that the last visitor was Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who appeared and disappeared in white clothes fluttering up and down the Honmaru.Speaking of which, the dancing Crane Palace has not been here for a long time.The judge sat on the porch in front of the hand-like room and muttered to himself.

"へー The new god judge is not interested in Kunei Temple?" Fu Sangshen, who had just come out of the room, stood opposite her. "My name is にっかり Qingjiang. Hmm, sure enough, you think it's a strange name." He smiled self-deprecatingly.

The newcomer Fusangshen inspected the Honmaru, like a picky tenant actively looking for bargaining chips, inspecting and exploring the surrounding facilities.In the end, he paced to the door of the press cut Hasebu with a cigarette in his mouth, and slowly leaned against the door frame.Roaring through the clouds and fog, people in the house coughed in protest.

The infestation is the same color everywhere.

At some point in the backyard, a group of cats gathered.In recent days, they have become more and more unscrupulous. They gather in twos and threes under the corridor, or raise their furry high tails, walk on tiptoe on the courtyard wall, and even follow them lightly into the kitchen without fear, leaning on the kitchen counter. Picking up his cute little head, he meowed softly and softly, waiting for the soft-hearted Daikurigara to bend down and throw food.The potential of a new good man is clearly revealed in the members of the Date family.

"Today's miso soup seems to be the regular cuttlefish flower." Qing Jiang poked his head out from behind the newspaper.I don't know when he developed the same habit as Hasebe. Before eating, he hid himself behind the huge page of "Inari God Daily", waited silently for others to serve the food, and then quickly threw it down and turned to the unknown page. Which page of the newspaper, this often caused Hasebe who came in behind to complain.

In order to enhance mutual understanding with Fu Sangshen, the interrogator insisted on coming down every day to eat their meals.The one-meter-square kitchenette in my dormitory seems to be stuffed to the brim with a refrigerator.What's more, eating alone can't eat anything, and she will be immersed in her previous thoughts for a long time.

A few bold kittens jumped from the chairs onto the dining table and ran around curiously.

"Wow!" the judge let out a low growl from his throat.

The explorers all turned their heads and opened their cat's eyes to inquire about the God-inspector.A blue-eyed kitten covered in white even approached the judge step by step, and jumped onto her lap.

"よしよしVictoria~"

"Using the Queen's name?" Qing Jiang poked his head out from behind the newspaper again.A black-backed and white-gloved cat took the cardboard box in his pocket while he was not paying attention, and wanted to run away. "Misto! Let go of Misto, don't bite."

Dagurigaro behind him said, and then brought a large pot, the lid fluttered restlessly, and a fine white mist slipped out.

He bent down and poured the steamed fish from the other pot onto the plate on the ground, and tapped it twice with a spoon.

"Munch! Genghis Khan!"

Then a dozen cats swarmed up and occupied the kitchen space. Hasebe, who was about to come in, hesitated, as if he had nowhere to stay.

"It seems to be Weber's musical." Qing Jiang nodded thoughtfully at the interrogator.

The dropped newspaper happened to cover a tall long-haired tomcat, and the newspaper was torn into pieces.The cat shook its beautiful long hair on its chest in disdain, and looked up at the culprit.

"It's up to you to offend Tage." Akashi Guoxing, who came in through the window, patted Qingjiang on the shoulder comfortingly, signaling him not to live upstairs these days.The judge told him that after he stepped on Tag's tail, he was forced to search through all the drawers in his room for the next three days, and let Tag roll in it until it was dark, until Yamabuki Kunihiro didn't know where to look. A handsome cowboy hat is worn on Tagg's head.

The fact that the original tachi was reforged into a wakizashi that was barely within the standard length was never a reason for Qing Jiang's sadness or concern.As a knife that was born used to actual combat, he felt that being able to use it a little bit would be more interesting than lying on the knife holder in a daze.Unlike bloodthirsty beasts, the smell of human blood does not make him excited but tense, and he always feels lucky for his victory in battle after battle.Sometimes when he caught a glimpse of the opponent lying on the ground dying of wounds from swords, he would quietly turn his back and mutter, "You can't blame me."

Qing Jiang has never been able to deeply understand the mood of the former master when he killed the ghost of the mother and child in the middle of the night. Instead, he felt regretful or apologetic for the stone lamp that was cut in half by himself.At the moment when it was cut off, Qing Jiang thought that perhaps he would live with the curse of a resentful spirit all his life. He was not a cute personality, but this is a good thing. Also avoid him, even if you know him, don't come to meet him.In any case, the reputation of "warding off evil spirits and eliminating disasters" has followed him along with horror stories since then.People foolishly think that Qingjiang is the god of protection for them going forward, but they don't know that this Fusangshen is full of ridicule and curiosity, secretly observing those humans who succumb to fear and regard themselves as treasures.There is an ominous castle in the territory of the Kyogoku family, who once worshiped him from Shujiden.Qing Jiang imagined himself standing on the top of the city with the spring breeze blowing on his face as usual, his head raised and howling—a ghost, ominous, after all, it was just a medium for human beings to intimidate him to summon the courage to face reality.

Fear of the unknown is the way humans protect themselves.From the perspective of evolution, human beings who have no fear of danger signs may have perished under the influence of many irresistible risk factors.The hope tightly locked in Pandora's box makes human beings full of confidence.Their hopeful curiosity about the unknown is often accompanied by a lingering fear of danger.As a weapon against fear, ancient swordsmiths crafted swords.Influenced by human beings for a long time, artifacts with a history of thousands of years gradually possessed consciousness and souls, and even evolved into creatures with the same appearance and similar way of thinking as the creator.

Qingjiang thinks that he has experienced too many fears in his life, so that others may remind him of the threat from a cat in a joking position, and he silently accepts it without any objection out of habit.Qing Jiang, who has never been in harmony with animals, seldom rides a horse. Compared with carrying his four-hoofed creature with fear, he prefers to travel alone.Under his feet is the hard stone brick road or the mud and green grass. The uncertainty ahead tends to magnify and increase with each step, making him appear more mysterious.Pacing makes the time of immersing oneself in fear extend infinitely, stretching out to the unknown future.Maybe this behavior proves that he is actually fascinated by experiencing human emotions to a certain extent. He subconsciously thought, maybe he has taken another step forward on the road to human beings.