Chapter 097

After dinner, Beiming Island Xingming was stuffed with a lunch box for easy carrying, and then sent out of the house by two people, one big and one small, as if they were performing some kind of manzai, to carry out their daily patrol.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga closed the door. It was still early, so he asked, "Master, are there any activities?"

Qingxi took out a fairy wand from her gourmet backpack and asked, "Fireworks?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga took it and continued, "Are there any more? This one is too small. I want the big ones that fly into the sky with a whoosh and then explode. Those are the ones that look nice."

"Yes, yes," Qingxi hesitated. She took out a large, half-meter-tall flag and placed it at her feet. She kicked it and said, "Here, this is it."

"Oh oh." Tsurumaru Kuninaga saw it and immediately pounced on him.

Qingxi reminded, "There's one thing I need to clarify with you. These are natural fireworks from the Gourmet World. In other words, when fireworks are released into the sky, something edible—I don't know, snacks, candies, or something else—falls down. In this day and age, do you think this is reasonable?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's excitement instantly faded halfway, "That's unreasonable."

Qingxi: "Also, I'm worried about a 'political incident caused by fireworks'. What if some politician uses this incident to stir up trouble? You're a swordsman who protects history. If a major historical event takes a major turn here, will you turn into a time traveler right there?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was speechless and confused. Tsurumaru Kuninaga had never thought about such a thing at all.

No, it should be said that he never thought about the possibility that setting off fireworks could lead to other consequences.

Qingxi said in a conventional tone, "This kind of thing is not impossible. After all, at this point in time, not only Japan, but even the United States hasn't invented a firework that's both beautiful and can be used to send snacks to people.

Don't accuse me of being overly speculative, but the Japanese have incredibly wild imaginations sometimes. Those who play politics might say it's a New Year's miracle from a certain god, and coincidentally, their family worships that same god, or perhaps they trace their lineage back to the Nara, Asuka, or Kofun periods, and they're descendants of gods. How do you handle that?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "..."

Qingxi touched his chin and reluctantly said, "If you really want to let go, it's not impossible. The Taisho era is already considered modern. The closer history is to modern times, even if some historical changes are made, they will only cause small-scale changes and will not affect the foundation of Japan's entire history."

She paused, then changed the subject. "Of course, if I had come to Kamakura, Muromachi, the Warring States period, Azuchi-Momoyama, or Edo instead of the Taisho period in Japan, I would probably have set off fireworks like this during every major festival."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face puffed up, he understood what the girl had not finished saying.

If she had set off fireworks during that period, as she just said, some people with ulterior motives would have used these miraculous fireworks to make a fuss, and it would not be impossible to start a war under the pretext of high-sounding fireworks.

By then, who knows what kind of horrible thing history will be transformed into.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt that he was in a bit of a dilemma, but he didn't expect the girl to continue talking, "No, I should go back to my country at that time and see if I can encourage my family to sail a ship to occupy this place first."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face turned green. He picked up the girl and started to jerk her off, "Master, that's enough. If you keep talking, we, the Sword Masters, will have no chance of success.

Also, do you still want to write this article? Be careful or it will be blocked!!!"

"You blame me?" Qingxi tried to resist, "Didn't you want something exciting and exciting?"

How could Qingxi's two small hands suppress the big hand that was stroking her head? After trying for a long time but failing to pull it away, she became anxious and threatened: "I'm wearing new clothes today, and my hair is braided in a new style. If you mess it up, I'll bite you."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga knew when to stop and let the man go. Seeing the man's hair that was messed up by him, his guilty eyes looked a little distracted.

He tried to divert the girl's attention, patted the big flag and said, "No, no, no, Master, please take it back quickly."

Then, he waved the fairy wand in his hand again and said, "Let's put this."

There were lanterns hanging in the corridor, and Qingxi didn't have the habit of going blind when it got dark. She scratched her head and was sure that she would act like a madman, so she pounced on the troublemaker Crane.

"Tsuru! Maru! Kuni! Yong! Give me your life!!!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Master, let's play with fairy wands."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga caught the man and immediately begged for mercy.

There was no other way. His mistress was wearing a black kimono with red camellia patterns that was sent by Madam Tianyin and made according to her body shape. The girl had been wearing kimonos for a while, but she was still not used to walking with her legs bound. He was also worried that if he dodged, she would throw him to the ground the next moment.

After having her fill of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hair, Qingxi finally let go of the matter and said, "Next time, we'll all do it together."

"I know, I know."

Although he didn't know how many people were in this "collective", there were always more masters than himself, Tsurumaru Kuninaga responded readily.

It was his behavior that did not reassure Qingxi, but instead gave her the illusion that he would dare to do it again next time.

After waving the fairy wand and releasing the marigolds, he and Tsurumaru Kuninaga picked up the candies and snacks that were released from the fairy wands and marigolds along with the fireworks after the event.

She needs to clarify one thing here.

Considering that playing with fireworks might cause food to fall out, they waved their sparklers in the corridor, and all the candies and snacks fell on the floor, which was swept every day and was much cleaner than the mud outside the eaves.

Qingxi ran to his room to get some linen and spread it on the ground before setting off the fireworks. After they were done setting them off, they collected the fireworks tubes and threw them back into the kitchen to burn as firewood. They didn't need to pick up the remaining snacks on the linen in the dark. They could just wrap them in linen and take them to a room with light and put them back in containers.

"Tuna sushi, salmon sushi, crab sushi, abalone sushi, sakura sushi... Wow, delicious..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga helped Qingxi pick up things on the linen cloth, but compared to his way of "picking" which was almost like taking one and stuffing it into his mouth, Qingxi's way was considered to be doing things seriously.

"Master, that was Sushi Taiheika just now, right? All of them are super delicious. Chew, chew, chew. Oh, this is the belly of the tuna. Mmm, delicious... There's no fishy smell at all, and it doesn't feel greasy at all." Tsurumaru Kuninaga held his face with one hand and smacked his lips after finishing the meal. "They're all delicious, just like eating sushi made by a top sushi chef."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga regretted it. "If I had known about the New Year's meal earlier, I would have eaten less." He touched his stomach and said aggrievedly, "My appetite is now open, but my stomach tells me it won't allow it."

Ignoring the faces leaning towards him, Qingxi put the large bowl full of sushi into her food backpack. "If you want to eat it, that bowl will be your breakfast tomorrow."

She stood up and moved her feet, which were a little numb from sitting. "There are too many candies. Do you want some?"

"A little bit is all I need," Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, pinching his thumb and finger together. "For the rest, you can figure it out yourself, Master."

After putting down the handful of fairy wands, they picked up almost two kilograms of mixed candies on the floor, which was a considerable amount.

Qingxi found a clean small box, put a handful of candy in it, closed the lid, and handed it to him, "If you can't finish it, keep it."

With the "sweet burden" of 999 servings of various ingredients, two more kilograms of candy seems like a small matter.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga lay down on the tatami and sighed, "If the tantos from Awataguchi were here, they would be able to eat up all the candies even if the amount was doubled, not to mention all the candies."

Qingxi's feet were becoming increasingly numb and she had no choice but to hold onto the wall as she slowly moved around the room. After hearing his words, she thought for a moment and asked, "Are they all children like Yaoyan?"

"No." Tsurumaru Kuninaga straightened his face and answered seriously.

Qingxi: “?”

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "As for Yakuken, he is classified as a reliable adult by the Shinsengumi."

Qingxi was puzzled. Obviously, after he appeared, he looked like just a slightly older child.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga explained: "That's because you, Master, have never seen other short swords."

"No." He suddenly changed the subject and contradicted himself, saying quietly, "I should say, Master, if you still remember the game 'Touken Ranbu-ONLINE', you have seen short swords before."

It's a pity that she forgot.

Although he had heard that other Shinsengumi in Honmaru were privately cursing the government of time as garbage and saying they were going to give up, if he hadn't taken it too seriously at that time, he wanted to complain now.

It's always like this. Whenever something happens and we need their help to solve it, they always drag it out for ten days or half a month. Oh, if you count it from his side, it's been a year.

Isn’t one year enough for them to find their own and pharmaceutical research?

How much food would that be?

If they came over at this time, he could let his master see Honmaru's short sword with his own eyes.

With them as a comparison, I believe she will no longer treat pharmaceutical research as a child.

Of course, it would be even better if they could trick someone into becoming the Shinsengumi of their Honmaru.

Unlike the previous two Shinsengumi in Honmaru who only regarded Shinsengumi as a job and labeled the sword tsukumogami as "dangerous things" from the very beginning, the Shinsengumi who accidentally awakened herself and Yakumi this time may have had experiences in several lifetimes. In addition, she is not a native of her country and does not understand the country's system of gods. Therefore, when she interacts with herself and Yakumi, she treats herself and Yakumi as more of a single person.

"Oh, I'm really sorry." Qingxi, who didn't know the other party's face reading, said insincerely.

Feeling her feet were no longer numb, she stood beside Tsurumaru Kuninaga and gently kicked the man who took up a large part of her room. She drove him away and said, "I'm going to sleep. Tsurumaru, you can go back to your own room."

"It's not too late yet, Master. Why are you sleeping so early?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga muttered to himself, but he still turned over and got up and walked out.

"What else can I do if I don't sleep? There's no TV at this time, so I can't watch TV. There are no computers or mobile phones either." Qingxi complained.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought the same thing. He waved to her, said good night, closed the shoji door for her, and turned to go to his room next door.