It's Hongye, not Nobunaga

Shimizu Hongye is in a good mood.

Fu Sangshen, who had seen her in Honmaru, could clearly feel this.

But compared to this, what they care more about is Yamabagiri Kunihiro who has been serving as a close servant for the past two days.

The young man who has always covered himself with a dirty cloth has since become Shimizu Hongye's valet, although the white cloth is still wrapped around his body, but it is not dirty on purpose, and he will not pull his head to cover his brilliant blond hair and handsome face .

Such a change was caught off guard, but I have to admit that since then, there has been an extra scene in Honmaru.

The happiest one is of course Utasen Kanesada. He has been staring at Yamabuki Kunihiro's white cloak for a long time, because every time he washes it, it will be stained intentionally by the other party, which is really not elegant!

Now that Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro has changed, he has to feel that the new god judge is indeed Nobunaga.

If it were someone else, it would be very difficult to do this.

Uta Sen Kanesada completely selectively ignores the reasons for this change, and is already an excellent Momiji Fuki.

"It's decided, today is our two Hatas again."

Izumi Mori Kanesada suspected that Shimizu Koye had deliberately arranged Hatatoban for them for several days in a row because he heard the complaints from the two of them.

Although he has no evidence, the other party can definitely do this kind of thing.

"It turned out to be again?"

Kasen Kanesada knew Shimizu Hongye's temperament better than him, and couldn't help but sighed: "Since it's her arrangement, then let's obey."

"It can only be like this..."

Listening to Izumi Mori Kanesada complaining about letting the knife do the farm work, Horikawa Kunihiro also laughed: "Hata Toban is also for us to eat fresh vegetables. Mr. Kanesada, I will help too."

"let's go!"

"Understood, don't rush, Kunihiro..."

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro stood not far away, watching their backs that were gradually going away, turned around and walked towards the office of the judge.

It has been two days since Yaki Hasebe and the others were sent out. During these days, he has been in charge of the work of the valet. If anyone in Honmaru has personally experienced the harshness of Shimizu Hongye, then he deserves it. is the first one.

"Baibei, are you here?"

Shimizu Hongye has gradually learned how to use those technological equipment, and since yesterday afternoon, she has been calling him by the name she saw in the forum of God Judge: "You are very obedient today!"

Sensing her gaze looking at his face without any scruples, Yamabuki Kunihiro seemed to have gotten used to it: "Yeah."

"You are so indifferent." Qingshui Hongye leaned back on the table, propped her head on one hand, and looked at him from the side: "Be quilt."

A strand of long hair fell to her chest with her movements, forming a sharp contrast with the fair complexion under the one-shoulder neckline: "Am I not good enough for you?"

"...Don't tease me anymore." Yamabuki Kunihiro looked aside.

Shimizu Hongye smiled softly, admiringly!Looking at his red ear tips showing from his hair: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Let Qingguang of California come over later, I am quite interested in that era."

"I see……"

Hearing what she said, Kunihiro Yamabashi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Probably because Shimizu Hongye was the first person to say that to him.

"I'm going to call him right now."

"I said it was a while."

Qingshui Hongye stopped the young man who was about to turn around and go out, stood up while supporting the desk, and stretched: "Now, you accompany me to a place."

"Where to go?"

"The blacksmith."

She lifted her loose long hair, tied it into a ponytail with a hair rope, and winked at him: "Go and see what kind of knife it is newly forged."

Yamabasaki Kunihiro hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

-

The two of them came all the way to the forge that had been abandoned for a long time and was only reopened yesterday.

In the blazing flames, the vibration sword has been fully formed.

Qingshui Hongye waved her hand and extinguished the flame in the furnace, the spiritual power wrapped around the blade, and then moved to her side, and fished out the vibrating blade from the forging furnace.

She injected spiritual power into it, causing a burst of white light to shine on the blade, illuminating the entire interior of the forge.

Pink cherry blossom petals danced in the room, Shimizu Hongye heard the slow voice, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Three Riyue Zong is close. Because there are many blade patterns removed, it is called Sanriyue."

Fu Sangshen, who appeared from the light, stared at her as if reflecting the golden waning moon in the sky, raised his hand to catch a heart-shaped petal that fell down: "Please give me a lot of advice. . . . .”

"...Sankai Yuezong is near."

Shimizu Hongye looked at his Heian-era attire, raised her eyebrows slightly because of the title, and looked at the vibration knife at his waist: "So that's it, it's the monkey's Ningning knife..."

"Yes."

Sanri Yue Zongjin bowed to her: "However, from now on, it will be Lord Nobunaga's sword."

"You don't need to call me that anymore."

Shimizu Hongye swept across his face, remembering this look in his heart: "The era of Oda Nobunaga has passed."

"It's good or bad. After all, you look like a girl now."

Sanri Yue Zongjin did not refuse, but smiled faintly: "Then, I will call you my lord in the future."

"As you like."

"Hahaha..." He laughed again, meeting the pair of blue-green eyes that were looking at him: "Who is this?"

"..."

Yamabuki Kunihiro subconsciously wanted to pull the cloth on his head, but he missed it, and then remembered the words threatened by Shimizu Koba, and stopped the thought of pulling the cloak up again to cover his face, just don't pass Turned his face: "...Famous swords or something..."

Shimizu Hongye frowned in displeasure: "You seem to have forgotten what I said."

"...No, no."

Under her gaze, Yamabuki Kunihiro looked at the most beautiful Fusangshen known as the "Five Swords of the World", and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Yamabuki Kunihiro.... Yamabuki's imitation knife .”

"At the same time, it is also Horikawa Kunihiro's first masterpiece."

It was a lot of pressure to say it with the gaze of the famous knife, but after saying it, he felt relieved inexplicably.

"Teach me a lot, Yamabagiri."

Mikazuki Zongjin took the interaction between him and Shimizu Hongye into his eyes, and nodded with a smile.

-

The previous god-inspector had never been able to forge the three-day moon and Zongjin finally came to this pill, which undoubtedly set off a wave of heated discussions.

But Shimizu Hongye doesn't care about these things, because this Honmaru already belongs to her.

She asked the new valet, California Kiyomitsu, to take Mikami Tsukimune to wander around the Honmaru to understand the situation, and after arranging everything, she returned to the living Kudo's house.

Okiya Subaru went out early this morning, and he didn't know what he was going for. Shimizu Hongye was the only one left at home.

She sat in the living room for a while and felt a little bored, so she picked up the key and put it in her bag, and walked out of the house.

More than half of this year's spring has passed, but the flowering period of the cherry blossoms has not yet completely passed. Shimizu Hongye can still see the powder clouds that have not faded when walking on the street, and recalls the petals that fell when the three-day moon sect was forged just now.

In that pill, she probably saw or owned more and more swords, and even she herself didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

But no matter what, since it came into her hands, it is her property, and this cannot be changed.

Shimizu Hongye pinched a cherry blossom petal in her hand and threw it into the flower bed next to it until it broke.

She continued to walk forward, wandering aimlessly in the street, not even knowing where she was.

Looking at the completely unfamiliar street, Shimizu Hongye suddenly had doubts about her actions just now.

Of course, it was only for a moment.

She took out her mobile phone and was about to open the map to check her current location. Just when she raised her eyes, she saw the boy who had met once not far away, confusedly planning to cross the road.

Shimizu Koye's eyes locked on the black figure on his shoulder, seeing that the other party was pulling Akutagawa Jirou's head, trying to cover his sight, he also put down his phone and walked over there.

The cold breath was like a gust of wind, causing Akutagawa Jirou to wake up after shaking his body, he looked around blankly, and suddenly raised a smiling face: "Hongye——!"

"Mr. Cilang."

Shimizu Hongye nodded to him with a smile, the hand behind her back seemed to be pinched in the void, but in fact, it crushed the figure of the guy who was caught in the hand and tried to harm others just now, but no one else Can't see it.

"Hongye, why are you here?"

He looked much more energetic than before, blinking suspiciously, his eyes were bright, and his heart softened when he saw Qingshui Hongye: "I just happened to pass by."

"And you, where are you going?"

"I made an appointment with my cousin, and I just planned to go there."

Akutagawa Jiro yawned lazily, and pointed to the opposite coffee shop: "It's right there."

"It's better to be careful when crossing the road." Qingshui Hongye glanced over there and reminded her.

Although a large part of the reason just now was because of that wraith, Jirou Akutagawa's condition is not very good.

"I know, it's just that I'm sleepy all of a sudden..."

He rubbed his eyes, Shimizu Hongye sighed helplessly, and glanced at the things in the corner: "I'll take you there."

"Then thank you!"

Shimizu Hongye shook her head, and when she saw the green light, she said, "Let's go."

"it is good!"

Akutagawa Jiro walked by her side through the intersection with heavy traffic.

"Jiro."

"Brother Hajime!"

Akutagawa Jirou heard the voice, turned his head to look over there, and said happily, "Why are you here?"

"I saw you in the coffee shop, so I came out."

The young man patted his head as if he were a child, then looked at Qingshui Hongye again: "This kid Cilang has troubled you."

"fine."

She shook her head and saw the hand stretched towards her: "I'm Cilang's cousin, Mochizuki."

"Clear water red leaves."

Shimizu Hongye lowered her eyes and gently shook his hand.