007.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but his consciousness began to slowly recover. In a state of semi-awake and semi-asleep, he heard what Ichiki Ichizhen was saying.
"…This is what happened when we encountered this Zhenyaoken."
"I will report to the lord later... Clearing out the Dark Main Maru..."
"If Yaoyan wakes up, brothers, please stay with him. I'm really worried..."
"Swish--" There was a slight sound when the paper door was opened, and someone walked out.
Then there was a rustling sound in my ears, and I could feel several people surrounding me.
After his consciousness went in and out several times, the boy finally came to himself. His long eyelashes fluttered as he opened his eyes. Since he was lying flat on his back, the first thing he saw was the ceiling. The distinct Japanese style made his confused mind quickly recall everything that had happened before.
Before he could think about anything else, he heard a series of surprised and cautious calls.
"Yaokeni, you're awake!"
"Yakukenni!"
The boy got up in a daze and saw a bunch of knives, wearing obvious Awata-style military uniforms, and their legs under their shorts were so prprpr...
As an aunt, this makes me feel so happy!
…Just hope the object of their imagination is not themselves.
Under the comfort of the cute short sword players who said, "Don't be afraid, Yakukenni, your brothers will protect you!" and "The scum who bullies Yakukenni will be caught!", and those who imitated a certain blade of Genji, "Death, you greedy and evil devil!", the boy felt that there was no point in living.
"I am not Yagen Toushirou, you have mistaken me for the wrong blade."
008.
The flashback ends, and the next scene is exactly as shown in the first scene.
After reporting to the lord, I hurried back and put together a Shura Field at Awataguchi for everyone.
Of course, there is also a group of people who come here to enjoy the sight of the melons.
"I'm really not Yaken Toushirou, okay? Listen to my explanation. I'm just an ordinary person who accidentally traveled through time and space and played a game called Sword Dance before traveling through time. The character I play in the game is Yaken Toushirou. Because I stand on the side of the Time Travel Army, I look like a dark fall... Do you understand what I mean?"
Ichigo Ichitsu shook his head, trying to suppress his sadness. "I don't know why you would make up such a lie, Yaken. Have you forgotten that due to the fragility of time and space, even if the Sword God of Death has to fight against the Time Travel Army, it must protect the normal operation of the world line. Only Sword God of Death can appear on a battlefield in a time and space. In order to prevent ordinary people from accidentally entering, the battlefield will be sealed with a spell."
"So - ordinary people can't travel to this time and space. The only one who can come to this battlefield can only be the sword master. If you are not my brother Yagen Toushirou, who are you?"
Who am I? Of course I am a poor kid who traveled through time without knowing anything!
Also, because of the differences in the settings of that world and this world, a series of coincidences and misunderstandings were caused. I can't explain it clearly, and you didn't listen even after I explained it. You made up a pitiful little setting in your brains. Oh my God, why are these knife-like men so good at making up their own minds? The clichéd family ethics dramas at 8 o'clock lack talents like you!
Look at this imaginary script, the setting is complete and logical, no scriptwriter from any domestic film and television company can compare with it.
"...You can think whatever you want, but I won't stay here anyway," the boy said, ignoring the sadness on the faces of the Awataguchi family in front of him, "Please take me back... No, just tell me how to get back to that battlefield."
"No, that's impossible," Rantoshiro, who had long orange-gold hair and a face as soft and delicate as a girl, grasped the boy's hand, "Where can a fallen god who killed his master go? Yaken, this is really too much, too disgusting... Would you rather be a wandering god, waiting for the day when you can no longer maintain your human body due to loss of spiritual power supply and fall into chaos again, rather than being with everyone?"
The mist filled the blue glass, and the sincerity in it made the boy stunned. "I don't want to know what happened to you in the past, Yaoyan, nor do I want to understand your current considerations. I just want Yaoyan to stay and treat this place as 'home'. Is that not possible?"
"That's right, Yao Yanni is really too much. What does it matter if he leaves everyone aside? Even if Tui is really, really bad, I also want to help my brothers!" Wu Hu Tui, who has always been shy by nature, now shows a boldness and determination that is different from before.
He knelt beside the young man and just stared at him. The young man felt as if he was about to be burned by the golden color.
"No matter how Yao Yanni changes, whether he has fallen or something else, I believe that Yao Yanni is still the same Yao Yanni, the one who will take care of the brothers when they are sick and prepare the right medicine, the one who will carefully help treat and bandage the wounds when the brothers are injured in battle, the one who will fight side by side with them and never be afraid to retreat, the brave and gentle Yao Yanni!"
The five companion tigers beside him seemed to understand their master's mood. One stayed to rub against the master, and called out a few times to comfort him. The rest ran to the boy, rubbed and licked him, and even climbed on him to try to be a pendant. The tiger that couldn't climb up bit the sleeve of the boy's other hand and pulled it.
The boy, surrounded by a group of fur, was a little at a loss. He touched the little tiger with his stiff hand that was pulled by his sleeve.
This action made the Awataguchi family even more sad.
What kind of hurt has Yaken/Yakenni suffered, and how long has it been since they felt such warmth that they feel so lost?
The boy sighed silently, "Sorry..."
Ah, this panic-inducing sense of guilt, is this considered deceiving the cute little Awataguchi girls? QAQ
"You have a Yakugen in Honmaru, right?" The young man lowered his eyes, his long raven eyelashes casting a green shadow under his eyes. In the eyes of the sword men, loneliness and sadness surrounded this Yakugen Toushirou.
"'Yaken Toushirou' is just an ordinary sword, not unique, and can be forged even if it's broken. I'm not Yaken from your Honmaru, and I didn't know you before. Moreover, compared with 'Yaken Toushirou'... I'm just a fake." Yes, I'm just role-playing, how can I compare to Yaken's father in the game who kills everyone in a moment after being extreme. "There's no point in keeping me, so..." Let me go back!
But before he could finish his words, the paper door was slammed open, interrupting his next words.
The paper door was opened wide, and the huge Many-leaf cherry tree in the courtyard could be seen. Countless cherry blossom petals were blown down from the dreamy pink clouds by the wind, and some were even carried to the front door. The pink petals slid down from the man's shoulders and fell into the house.
He stood in the backlight, and even his back seemed a little unreal, but his posture appeared stable, steady and strong.
"Fake? I will never admit that I am a fake."
The young man with dark hair and purple eyes smiled as he met those eyes filled with confusion and shock.
That's Yakugen Toushirou.
He walked towards the boy step by step. They had similar facial features but different temperaments and expressions, like a combination of light and shadow.
"Any Ichijin Yakuken Toushirou is a masterpiece of Yoshimitsu."
"If the opponent is a strong one, I will penetrate him even to the hilt!"
"I will not let down the name of Ji Guang."
009.
Who can understand my sadness of talking to a deaf person and playing the lute to a cow? !
010.
The boy couldn't resist the Awataguchi bosses who took turns to feed him chicken soup to express their true feelings, so he finally agreed to stay.
What else can I do? I can't defeat him by soft means, and I can't win by force.
So, how did I travel through time? The boy sighed deeply.
Because he agreed to stay, the Awataguchi family was so happy that they went to ask the Inquisitor to hold a meeting. During the Shura Field period, a group of onlookers were so exhausted from eating onlookers that they ran away. Now, only he and the retreating little tigers were left in the big room.
The boy wearing the icy shell of Time Traveler, Yagen Toushirou, picked up a plush toy with an expressionless face, and buried his head in the soft fur with a sigh.
Ah, it’s so happy to suck big cats.
At this moment, a "ding ding ding" reminder sound suddenly rang in his ears.
...Isn't this my beloved game system prompt sound? !
"Swords dancing wildly... sizzle-sizzle-"
"Link error, unable to contact the main system, please check the network and try again."
"Automatically relinking, relocating is required to obtain the link."
"Positioning failed."
Before the boy could feel happy, a series of error alert tones rang out, and the spark of hope that had just flashed was extinguished in an instant.
Forget it, even if I travel to another world, this crappy game can’t connect to the main system.
I was so stupid, really, I should have known it earlier, why should I still have hope.
This stupid system went silent after failing to connect to the main system for a long time and never made a sound again.
But what excited the boy was that the basic game functions were retained as the system woke up (although it fell asleep again soon).
Battle system, home skills, backpack, warehouse...
What does this mean?
In this high-risk world where you have to fight on the battlefield every day and defeat wave after wave of blackened zhongerotic elements, your life is safe and secure. Eww.
The excited boy accidentally pulled out a handful of the big cat's hair, and successfully got a masculine mark on his face.
But...
The young man frowned in sorrow as he looked at the words "Yaken Toushirou" on his game modeling panel, which could have been removed but now showed a permanent title that could not be removed. Very good, he had to change his name.
never mind……
No one knows what kind of struggles the boy has in his heart or what he is thinking.
But he finally took that step.
Hello, Yaken Toushirou.
Please give me your advice.
The author has something to say: Please forgive my poor writing style.
This chapter is a foreshadowing√
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