Chapter 62: A little fan fiction shock
62.
"so……"
Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi, who was originally in the office, was dragged to the large hall. He looked at the pile of fanfiction books on the table, and his eyes twitched constantly: "You bastard, you dragged me out here just for these things?"
"Boring." Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi pushed Yamaubakiri Kunihiro away, "Tsk, don't ask me to watch this kind of meaningless stuff next time..."
"These..." The already extreme Yamaubakiri Kunihiro picked up a book and looked at Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi calmly, "They are all the master's books. Don't you want to know the master better?"
"What...wait, don't let that guy lead you astray! How can you gain a deeper understanding of a blade from...a bunch of random things?"
Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi almost wavered. He picked up a book that looked a bit plain and flipped through it casually: "After all, these are fan works created by other Shinshinkers based on Sword Man, right? The swordsmen in each Honmaru have different personalities. Relying on these fan works will only deepen the stereotype..."
"Hey, Nagayoshi!" You jumped onto Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi and looked at him with admiration, "It seems like you are very familiar with swordplay doujinshi..."
It was when you were wandering around the house that you discovered the exclusive communication channel for the Inquisitors. After entering, you opened the door to a new world - it turns out that the single-player illustrated game in internal testing will also have secondary creations.
You admit that you underestimated the game, but the quality of these secondary creations is too high... texts, comics, thick comics, square cards, Polaroid, acrylic... The Bronze Girl is a creature with terrifying technical ability, and she is everywhere.
Although each of the Honmaru swordsmen has a slightly different personality, how can a fan character that embodies stereotypes not help you understand your own NPC better?
Although the blade you are familiar with appears strangely in the book, the food cooked by the teachers is so delicious that you eat it with tears in your eyes and eat three big bowls of it.
What is this? Daodaoben? So weird, eat a bite. What is this? Daoauntben? So weird, eat a bite. What is this? Daoauntben? So weird, eat a bite. What is this? Enemy Bladeben? So weird, eat... Never mind, I can't eat this... But this teacher is so good at drawing, I can barely eat a bite.
Eating everything will only help Xiaofei develop in a balanced way. Look, Xiaofei's understanding of NPCs has reached the next level! Including their favorite ○, their favorite x-fetish, their favorite ○○ and ○○...
I feel like I want everyone to have a deeper understanding, so reading a fanfiction together is faster than reading a small book...
"Don't worry, Nagayoshi. Fei will make sure you fit in perfectly at this fanfiction exchange meeting!"
Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi, who had no idea what strange changes had taken place in your mind, was pushed by you to a seat next to you, surrounded by a group of swordsmen with stern faces.
"Isn't it time for the blade to come?"
You looked around the Great Hall and took a quick look. You found that all the blades in the Honmaru were present! Even the new Jiang// faction had arrived.
"Great! The first Dao Dao Fan Book Exchange Conference starts now!"
"If you have anything you want to discuss, please speak up! Don't be shy, we are all male swordsmen and we won't laugh at you..."
The swordsmen screamed silently in their hearts: I told you not to link the contents of this book with me, Alluki!! This is not a question of whether he is a male sword or not, this is a question of whether Alluki has seen the book with himself as the protagonist...!
The thin-skinned blade had burned and turned into a bright red tomato.
In this dead silent square, the first person to break the tragic atmosphere was once again our player Tsurumaru Kuninaga who loves to stir up trouble!
"Master!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his hands high, looking unconvinced, "Why are there so many crescent cranes here?! Can't the crane be the first one?"
He glanced at Mikazuki Munechika, his face twisted: Who wants to be involved with the Sanjo family?! He just saw the Sanjo faction's book, let the Sanjo family digest it themselves and don't come to harm the crane!
"Oh, do you want this Crane Three Days or this Crane One?" You put on a fake beard and acted kindly, "Honest children will be rewarded."
"...I don't want any of them!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga jumped up like a cat that saw a cucumber suddenly appear behind him, "Master! Is there no...no Tsuru and the master?" Toridachi Tuqio Bijian, "Master, you should look at more things that can help develop your relationship with Tsuru."
"Oh - honest child, I'll give you both." You stuffed both doujinshi into Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hands, "We also have the one you want."
You start digging out fan fiction of all kinds.
"Do you want this book of dark and forced love, or this book of heart-wrenching and heart-breaking love, or this book of aunt crane..."
With every word you uttered, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face turned paler, and finally, he fell to the ground seriously injured and couldn't get up again.
"Ah... I got the wrong one. This is Mi-chan's sword."
You looked at the simple-looking notebook in your hand and were about to put it away when the suddenly resurrected Tsurumaru Kuninaga grabbed your wrist.
“…That’s it!”
I'm sorry, Koubo, Tsuru can't bear any more blows. From now on, it's up to you!
"Ha ha……"
Candakiri Mitsutada secretly observed the cover of the magazine in your hand. It was very serious, without colorful men and women, naked bodies, or bold fonts... He breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps, this was the Shimizu Junai edition you mentioned?
"Well, it's okay. I don't mind." Cangdaiqiri Mitsutada said considerately, "Master, do you want everyone to see it? Do you need to bring a projector?"
"Oh...oh...then...that's also okay?"
You recalled the plot of the fan fiction in your hand, and a hint of sympathy appeared in your eyes unconsciously, hoping that Mi-chan would still laugh after reading this book.
The first part is very normal, with a normal plot and normal characters. There is no evil, no darkness. The male protagonist, Mitsutada Cangdaikiri, and the female protagonist, who is a censor, live a sweet life.
"Oh, this is a very normal plot." Tsurumaru Kuninaga watched with great interest, "Kōbō is drawn to look very handsome."
When I think of the plot related to him... Tsurumaru Kuninaga turns his head to look at you, his eyes accusing: "It's not fair! Why is the plot of Koubo's book so normal?! Master, are you biased?"
"Shut up." You stuffed a dumpling into Tsurumaru Kuninaga's mouth, giving him a physical mute.
The plot turns around when Okiri Hasebe appears. In the subsequent development, Cangdaikiri Mitsutada gradually realizes that the judge was just the confusion of his youth, and Okiri Hasebe is the only love of his life!
Looking at the other blades in the doujinshi, I look at Hasebe and Mitsutada Candakiri with a strange look.
"Well...then Cangdai Kiri-dono did say that he felt he and Hasebe-dono would get along well..."
"My only love? Such a heavy love."
"Hey! You guys!" Yakiri Hasebe couldn't help but stared at each blade with a fierce look, "My body and soul are dedicated to the master! Even if it's the only love, it's only the master!"
"...Indeed, it is unlikely that the Hasebe-den in our Honmaru has anything to do with the Candakiri-den."
"Because it's the master's mom and the master's dog?"
"Keep your voice down, do you want to go to the hand-to-hand room..."
Listening to the other Blades' discussions, Cangdaikiri Mitsutada secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thank you, Hasebe-dono, for single-handedly grabbing the attention of all the Blades.
As the subsequent plot developed, every Blade watching the book began to feel uneasy, and some of the impatient ones wanted to draw their swords and rush forward to chop the Blade.
When they saw the finale where Mitsutada Kadakiri beat and scolded the Judge until his bones were broken in order to suppress Hasebe, and he refused to apologize, and in the end the Judge forgave him - all the Blades felt that they needed oxygen.
"No matter how much you like other blades, how can you attack your master?" Yagen Toushirou pushed his glasses up with disapproval written all over his face. "A fracture of this degree usually takes more than three months to fully heal."
"Mi-chan..." Taiko Zhong Zhenzong patted Candlestick Kōdaikiri Mitsutada's shoulder solemnly, "Please join hands with me and Jialuo tomorrow."
"Let me go! How dare you... How dare you hurt the Master! I'm going to crush you...!"
"…I already said it's a doujinshi, right? I'm not the same person as the Candlestick Kiri in it! Wake up, everyone!"
Here, Candakiri Mitsutada was surrounded and scolded by the blades, and on the other side, you were caught by Kasen Kanesada while you were cracking melon seeds and revisiting the doujinshi, and he picked you up and taught you a lesson: "Master, you can't forgive them just because you like Candakiri so much! And... why do you have so many ○ books?!"
"To explore the mysteries of life and the harmony of the universe, understand the relationship between blades."
"Speak human language."
"It's nice and I love it."
"Master..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga came over after his brain slowed down for a while. He was not smiling frivolously for once, and said seriously, "Don't trust the male blade too much. You will easily fall into passivity and get hurt. You have to invite the blade to the big hall. The other blades and I will ambush at the door. As long as the opponent dares to make a move - even if it's Koubo - Master, you will smash the cup as a signal, and then we will break in and take the blade from his neck."
…
On the other side, several shameless old swordsmen who did not participate in the campaign against the Judge and Candlekiri Mitsutada were reading doujinshi related to themselves with great interest.
"Eh - Genji's book? Hmm, my brother and I, eh... both are drawn very alike." Higekiri said in a soft tone, "My brother is very cute in it."
"It's Higemaru, brother!" Higemaru took the book from Higekiri's hand, saw the mark on the cover, and widened his eyes in disbelief, "... Higekiri? I... I did that to brother? No no no! Brother! I would never do that!"
"Hmm... You stole my favorite judge? Oh, you snuck into his bed when I was asleep... You're very brave, brother... But I'm usually the one who plays this kind of role, right?" Higekiri picked up the next book and continued to appreciate it. "Eh... You pushed me down when I was seriously injured? That's amazing, you pervert."
The thin green sword jumped up from his seat and almost cried: "Brother...Brother, it's not me inside, brother!"
"Are you bullying Ododo again, Higekiri?" You managed to sneak out and found a jealous Higekiri. You looked at Higekiri with a reproachful look, "How can you do this? Higekiri is a rare veteran swordsman in Honmaru. Don't keep bullying him."
"The head of the family..."
"Eh? But doesn't the master of the family also like to see his younger brother Maru crying?" Higekiri flipped through a few books related to the Genji, "Well... no matter which book it is, the younger brother is crying."
You glanced at the 4-book of Ayi x Xiwan in his hand, and then looked at Xiwan who had turned into a steam tomato, and said disdainfully: "What's the big deal? You've cried in many books."
You took out a stack of doujinshi and threw them into Higekiri's arms.
"Hmm? Ichigohige?" Higekiri's smile faded. "Tsuruhige? Mikahige? Uzumaki?"
Not to mention the previous ones, who put Ping's family together with him?
"Ah, Master..." He paused, his voice not so soft anymore, "Do you have any opinion about me? Why am I the one at the bottom of so many books?"
“Uh…” You scratched your head, your eyes wandering, “Maybe… have you heard of Master Ma?”
"Master Ma?" Hearing the new term, Tsurumaru Kuninaga no longer participated in the crusade against Cangdaikiri Mitsutada, and immediately left the team and came over. "Is he some powerful Onmyoji?"
The other blades quietly pricked up their ears.
"No, in the fan girl group, there is a group of evil magi, and what they are best at is magi. Magi, evil magi, will turn everyone into a 100% smoothed face, 3D, big cone eyes, pointed chin, extremely beautiful, and extremely gorgeous Ziji Lolita, and they will also burp and grow circles."
You stroked your chin and thought, "Hmm... it seems there is a double star book... there is also a single star rotation and a double star rotation... oh, and there is also a pregnancy book, who is pregnant..."
All the blades' faces were twisted into a ball. When they heard what you said, they all silently prayed that the unfortunate knife was not themselves.
"Hey, I forgot."
The plot should be too bland, but if it's a little bit explosive, like the plot of xx having to protect the evil little bean in his stomach, you will remember the name of the blade.
"The opposite of Master Ma is the master miner. They will turn the man they like into a miner with shoulders like a double-door refrigerator, a man among men, a one among one, without skin drums, amazing centipede abdominal muscles, hunched waists and baby arms, and super long standby ability, seventy times a night is no problem."
Other Blades: Are these still carbon-based and metal-based creatures? Damn, the cerebral cortex seems to be slowly becoming smoother...
"Master... Master... Aren't there any normal doujin girls?" Rantoshiro's face wrinkled into a ball, "They are all so scary..."
"Yes." You pointed at the R book you placed in the middle, "These are already normal production... What's with your expressions? What's wrong with normal lesbian fetishes being more diverse? At least you can tell which blade is which, right?"
Seeing the other blades showing disbelief, you sneered and decided not to let any blade go.
"Humph! You don't believe it, right? Eat my pure animal transformation Kokitsunemaru x the single-star transformation long-haired, delicate, easy-to-pull-down, silly, innocent Mikazuki!"
"Eat my domineering Ishikiri Maru, a disagreement, jealous eyes, pinching the neck, the voice is slightly trembling, and the helpless and pitiful little white flower Qingjiang!"
"Eat my double star turn but help///her clear light stable!"
…
"…But Kitsunemaru looks so handsome when he transforms into a beast, a big white fox." Imakaki held up the notebook and showed it to the other blades of the Sanjo faction, "The evil Mikazuki in the later period is quite similar to our Honmaru Mikazuki." He still didn't speak the blade language.
"Hahaha, is that so?" Mikazuki Munechika hid his smile with his sleeves. "The onlooker who drew this book probably didn't get Mikazuki Munechika's sword in the early stage, right? The split between the beginning and the end of the story should be because he forged the sword, and then found out that, uh, the fan creation of humans is called OOC, right? The ending was so sloppy."
"...You look really carefully." Kashuu Kiyomitsu's eyes twitched. He looked at the book in his hand, dissatisfied, "Why? Why did you draw An Ding to be cuter than me, and ○○ is also older than me? Obviously, our sword skills should be about the same! This guy doesn't like to be as tidy as in the painting, right?"
"Eh, is that so?" Yamato-mori smiled calmly, "Kiyomitsu, what are you talking about? It's normal that I'm older than you, right? In every aspect."
"The general is still here, please pay attention." Yagen Toushirou sighed, "But the first brother in this book... is well portrayed."
"Because of the twisted love that could not be obtained, he eventually turned to darkness and fell..." He pushed up his glasses, "This judge knows Ichiki very well."
"…He's your brother, is it really okay to say that?"
"Look, Ichiki-nii is watching it himself, right?" Yagen Toushirou sighed helplessly, "What surprises me is that there are Shinsengumi who think that Souzo and I, or Ran, would become a couple or something..."
"What, Yaken?" Rantoshiro said unhappily, "You are not satisfied with having such a beautiful lover like me?" The pretty tanto snorted, "Hmph, it's useless for you to be satisfied, because I want to be the lover of the master."
Yamaubakiri Kunihiro did not participate in their discussion. He picked up a quilt and fell into deep thought: I am... the left position... I am... I am 1... so the master... the master likes me...
Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, who was gradually blooming, put down the book and picked up another quilt, thinking: I am praised for my beauty... My master thinks I am beautiful... My master likes me...
Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, who was in a trance, picked up the last sword book and started to laugh the moment he saw the cover: Master... likes me!
Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi, whose face was covered with cherry blossoms, backed away repeatedly, spitting out the petals that had gotten into his mouth. Veins popped out on his forehead, and he endured it: "What the hell are you doing, you bastard?!"
"I am getting to know the master." Yamaubakiri Kunihiro left with the book in his arms, "Now I know the master better..."
"What is this..." Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi looked at his departing figure and scratched his head in annoyance, "This is so confusing."
When he thought about the pair you gave him, there was nothing wrong with this song... Just seeing his portrait and the puppet so closely pressed together made him feel a little disgusted.
He actually finished watching all the puppets... He was puzzled. Is the effect of extremes so powerful?
But the origin of that Brothers x Judges... Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi thought about it, if the master could generously admit that his favorite blade was his, then... then it wouldn't be impossible to take a fake one as well.
The civil servant, feeling better, left in another direction, leaving only a few petals behind.
…
“Ahhhh——I can’t stand it anymore!” Tsurumaru Kuninaga pulled open all the fan fiction books and threw them at you, “Master——don’t show me any more Tsuru all, all Tsuru books. Tsuru is a single-minded animal!”
"And... and..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt more and more aggrieved. He shouted, "It's obvious that Tsuru likes the master!"
You touch Tsurumaru Kuninaga's head soothingly and say cheerfully, "Do you like me? You have great taste. I like myself too!"
"No... Master, what Mr. Tsuru means is that the story in ○ Honri is impossible to happen..." Cangdaikiri Mitsutada tried to explain, "People will not develop friendships beyond friendship for their companions... At least this Honmaru is like this."
"Eh, isn't that a coincidence?" You scratched your head, your eyes clear, "I won't have any extra feelings for my companions." The male blade will only affect the speed of your iron sword.
"If we say we only like women in a broad sense..."
"Great, I like pretty girls too, you guys are quite classy!"
"Hey, really?" Bao Ding suddenly became excited, "Hey, Master, do you want to like my wife with me?"
"No, you still have some moral bottom line. By the way, I'm behind you in the first issue."
Damn it! Youren secretly pounded the ground, why did the master only take in oil and salt? !
“Hahaha, Master…” Mikazuki Munechika stood up and walked slowly to you, “Master, you like these books, but do you prefer the more domineering me?” He hid his smile with his sleeves, the moon in his eyes rippled, “If it’s for the Master, I can also…”
"You can only look at me..." He raised his eyes slightly and opened his lips softly, "Don't look at other blades. I don't want to see the reflection of other blades in your eyes. Master, you must be happy because of me, be sad because of me, and love me wholeheartedly..."
"Master, look—" He slowly raised his hand, wrapped your hand, and smiled a little sickly, "The moon... is already in your hand."
What…what’s going on? This feeling of being illuminated by the handsome face of the kanbanrou? Clearly in the book, Mikazuki said this like a legal sword, and would definitely be caught and taken away by Nagagiden. Why is it that when Shinren said this…he is still handsome and charming?
And this blade has no shame at all? The other blades secretly sighed, as expected, if you want to be thick-skinned, you have to look at Mikazuki.
You said nothing.
The hall slowly fell silent.
Is he disliked? Hahaha, I didn't expect the master to be a conservative type... Mikazuki Munechika forced himself to keep smiling. Hmm, was he too frivolous just now? Or was he too anxious? But he likes the master's mood, and he is no worse than the Gojo family...
"You..." Mikazuki Munechika saw you raise your hand and carefully hook up a strand of your long hair, "Your hair has grown a little longer."
"You know what? The moonlight is beautiful tonight." You kissed the hair between your fingers tenderly, your expression natural and affectionate, "But no matter how beautiful the moon in the night sky is, it is not even one ten-thousandth as beautiful as the moon in your eyes."
"When I think of the most beautiful moon in the world hanging down on me and resting in my palm..." you sighed softly, "it makes me happy."
Mikazuki Munechika was silent after your first sentence. Only after you racked your brains to piece together the sentences of the love letter that Hagiwara Kenji received did he hurriedly roll back his hair, cover his mouth with his sleeve, and step back.
The next second, the cherry blossoms covering the sky overwhelm your vision.
“Hahaha…” With slightly red ears, Mikazuki Munechika fell to the corner and laughed helplessly, “Really… Even though I know that the master is lying…”
He looked at you, his eyebrows raised, his eyes bright.
"I will be happy too."
Taiko Bell Zhenzong looked at this scene and thought for three seconds, then turned around and looked at Cangdaikiri Mitsutada: "Xiaoguang, go! I believe you will not lose to Mr. Mikazuki!"
"Although... although the master and Mr. Mikazuki are high-level masters, but, but I believe in Xiaoguang's cooking skills!" Taiko Zhong Zhenzong encouraged him, "If you want to win the master's favor, you must win the master's stomach! Xiaoguang, you have already succeeded halfway! We, the Date Group, can't fall behind!"
"Ha ha……"
After exchanging a glance with the representatives from other factions, Kadakiri Mitsutada smiled helplessly.
But what Xiao Zhen said was right. Candida Kiritada straightened his clothes and rolled up a section of his sleeves, revealing his arms with smooth lines, which were better than his master liked...
He won't lose to any blade!