Chapter 79 Start to Shine

79.

"Who is the fisherman, Kasen?" You said loudly as you returned to Honmaru with the First Squad after completing your daily mission. "Kasen, your words of disliking cats are really getting more and more advanced."

Aren't you just holding a full magic bucket in your left hand, a new fishing rod in your right hand, and a giant tuna on your back? How can you be a fisherman?

"Really... I couldn't find anyone the whole afternoon. Master, please tell the blade in the main castle before you go out next time." Utsusemi Kanesada sighed, "We will worry."

"Okay, Mother Song Fairy, I will definitely do that in the next life."

"Forget it, Master, go change your clothes." Utase Kanesada's voice became cheerful. "Although time is a bit tight, we have also made an elegant kimono for you together with Kote Kirie."

"Ah..." A dark aura rose from behind Kasen Kanesada. "This is the first celebration after the master's full sword tent. The master won't wear strange clothes, right?"

"...Wuwu, after becoming Catman, Gexian is not as gentle as before, sobbing." You start to cry, "Cats understand, because love is gone, it doesn't matter anymore, the feelings have faded, and they have abandoned cats... It doesn't matter, Catman is very strong, Catman will not turn into a lava chocolate cat head..."

"Hehe, did you think I would be fooled?" Kasen Kanesada crossed his arms and said smugly, "It's no use using this kind of rhetoric to confuse Betsuren's mind. My Lord, just change into normal clothes and attend the celebration!"

"Eh - is that so?" You flick your tail and a bad idea comes to your mind, "Can't cats be allowed to dress freely?"

"No……"

The Song Sen Kanesada was about to veto, but the next second, you threw yourself into his arms, rubbing your fluffy ears against him, blinking your golden eyes innocently: "Cats like Song Sen, and Song Sen also likes cats. Song Sen will let cats wear whatever they want, right?"

Whether you agree or not has no effect on what you wear, but I just like to act and play, hehe.

"Uh..." After being struck by the cute creature, Utsusemi Kanesada took a few steps back with an unsteady will, "No... No..."

You lowered your ears, disappointed: "Is it really not possible?"

"…Don't go too far."

"Don't worry, I won't be a banana cat man." You winked at Kasen, "I will dress like the emperor of Honmaru should."

Watching you walk away in a swagger, Kasen Kanesada fell into deep thought: Is his willpower so weak?

But... the emperor's style? Is it the yellow robe like before? Kasen Kanesada thought hesitantly, it seems... it seems that it is not impossible, but will this color make the owner's skin look too dark?

No, at night, the master should wear something conspicuous. The bright yellow of the yellow robe is just right...

This makes it easier for everyone to find the owner in the dark.

*

Finally, you put on the bright red tomato suit that you didn't have time to wear during your fat period, and amid the screams of the song master Kanesada, you took out the dragon throne and performed a grand act of ascending the throne.

Although everyone said that it was very rushed as they only prepared for one afternoon, this celebration was obviously larger in scale than the previous ones... maybe it was because there were more blades?

The first person to go on stage was Jiang Stage, who was said to have been practicing for three months and was only one stage away from debut.

The dance is pretty good, with rhythm, power, and a dynamic arrangement, but... you look away slightly. The seven-color laser costume is still a bit too advanced for a otaku like you who lived two hundred years ago.

I can't quite accept such a trendy style.

But after the performance, facing the expectant eyes of the Jiang faction, you are too embarrassed to say sorry that you only looked at your clothes, and all you can think about is this set of clothes and add two whiskers on the head, it will be a colorful giant cockroach...

And this color scheme seems familiar... You scratch your head and try to recall it. Oh! It's similar to when Xiaolong was transformed. They are all colorful, and there's a feeling that the colors are not familiar.

Also, the dragon in Xiaolong is actually the dragon in Jinxiu Lobster...

"It looks really good, and it really shows the fashion trend." You complimented her calmly, "I look forward to your next stage show."

There was obvious excitement on Long Te Qi Jiang's face. He wanted to say something, but quickly covered his nose with his hands and turned around. The other Jiang// faction members quickly took Ren off the stage.

Seeing Toyozene preparing to return to his own seat, you called out to him, "Li Da, let me lie on your knees too."

There is always Jiang//pai's blade lying on Feng Qianjiang's legs, and it seems to feel very comfortable... What kind of magic is Lida's knee pillow? Today, you, the cat man, will experience it!

"Eh? Me?" Feng Qianjiang didn't expect you to make such a request, "Lord, do you want a lap pillow?"

"Other blades can lie down, but Catman can't?" You muttered unhappily, "What's wrong with letting Catman lie down?"

“No, nothing.” Toyozen came over with a smile. He sat down in the seat next to you and patted his legs. “I just didn’t expect the Lord to make such a request.”

You stand up from the dragon chair, walk to the side, and start to experience Toyozene's lap pillow service.

"How does it feel to have the master lying on your legs?" You Ren quietly came over and asked Feng Qianjiang with envy, "Damn... why doesn't the master come to find me..."

“Ah, this…” Toyozen touched your ear, “It’s like a cat.” Is it similar to the feeling of Minami Ichimonji lying on his lap?

Well, there is no need to tell the other blades the following answer. He smiled. Otherwise, Nanquan would be used as a meal substitute by these blades, right?

As it happens, the show on stage now is a combination of Tsurumaru Kuninaga playing the koto and Mikazuki Munechika performing the sword dance. You look at the beautiful blade in the distance, then look up at the beautiful blade above, and suddenly you feel the happiness of a tyrant.

However...

"Can Tsurumaru still play the piano?"

"Tsuru-san learned it at the Date family," explained Kadakiri Mitsutada. "Aiki, the wife of Lord Date Masamune, often played the koto...Kara-chan should know more about it."

Well, the reason why Mr. Tsuru went on stage to perform was because he thought that the evil-minded thousand-year-old sword Mikazuki Munechika would do some tricks during the performance, so he forced them to form a team in order to stop Mikazuki Munechika's charm lord behavior.

Mr. Tsuru also said that he would do some small tricks secretly, such as playing the wrong notes, suddenly stopping playing during the high////| climax phase to confuse the opponent...

Haha, the owners don’t need to know about this.

That... that's quite versatile. If you think about it, if you want to go to university, NPCs with serious academic imbalances can also become art students.

I have no idea what you are thinking. Mikazuki Munechika, who just finished his performance, hid his smile with his sleeves: "Master, are you satisfied with my performance just now?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, appreciated!"

"Haha..." Mikazuki Munechika couldn't laugh anymore, "Master, do you have anything else to say?"

Something else? What? The thousand-year-old man dances happily, so does the old man enjoy this kind of joke?

"Ahem..." You cleared your throat, lowered your voice, and said seriously, "Those who flatter me in person will be rewarded!"

…

Mikazuki Munechika doesn't look very happy... You shook your ears on Toyozene's legs, so what? Don't you like the prize? Then give me a special prize next time?

As more and more blades performed, the celebration gradually became more lively. Familiar blades gathered in groups of three or four, drinking and chatting, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

But when you notice Yamaubakiri Kunihiro rolling on the ground and Utsusemi Kanesada going crazy beside him, you always feel that this scene is familiar...

"Who got Beibei drunk?" You asked the blades on both sides of you after you got back on the dragon and drank Coke from a goblet. "And Blade, don't you know that Beibei can't drink well?"

"He drank it himself." Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi replied unhappily, "Really, a fake is a fake..."

"Even if it's a replica!" Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, who caught the key words, stood on the table holding the wine jug, "...I am also the master's masterpiece!"

It's unbearable to watch... Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi covered his face. Why is this guy drunk like this? Ha, it's unlike him. Even when drunk, he still maintains the maturity and stability that a good swordsman should have...

“Mmmm! Mmm!”

Unexpectedly, Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, who was still drinking at the table a second ago, rushed to Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi this second and poured the wine into his mouth mercilessly: "Honka, you drink too."

You looked at the drunk Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi who didn't move for a long time, poked your head out, and spoke cautiously: "... Nagayoshi is drunk too?"

“No…no…” Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi, who was already having trouble speaking clearly and whose face was a shade redder than usual, denied, “I’m not…drunk…like…a fake…”

“Master!” Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi suddenly raised his voice and looked at you, “I’m talking to you!”

"What...what's wrong?" You swallowed your saliva, your ears and tail drooped. It was scary to be stared at by Changyi like this.

"Write your own daily report once in a while!" After getting drunk, Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi burst into tears and started to complain about the grievances of being a corporate slave, "Don't leave everything to me to write!"

After a moment of silence, Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi took a deep breath and continued typing: "…It's not a problem if you write them all to me."

"Why can't you like me more? Can't I be this Honmaru, your favorite blade?"

Ah... You touched your nose and then your tail. You didn't expect that this is what Chang Yi wanted to say. Do you really exploit him too much when you usually do that?

"I'm sorry..." You lowered your head and whispered, "But Nagayoshi is really reliable..." He's also really useful as a tool blade, and he's a real report writer! I can't even imagine how you'd handle the mountains of reports without Nagayoshi in Honmaru.

Two flowers popped out of Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi's forehead.

He cleared his throat and raised his chin: "Aren't you playing some harem game?" He sneered and continued, "Let me be the queen."

"Otherwise, you can write the document yourself."

The other blades wanted to rush over to stop him, but they were helpless: Damn it, there is really no substitute for the current affairs document. Is this the advantage of uniqueness? It seems that learning to write documents is better than learning to cook...

Your brain starts to light up.

You decide to change the subject: "Haha, there are so many new Blades, and we haven't had a team building in Honmaru yet..."

"Everyone, let's go to Yokohama for team building in animal form tomorrow."

But when you travel around Yokohama, you still need a local NPC to act as a guide, right? Isn't that a coincidence? Don't you have a local Yokohama person in your package?

You reach into the backpack and feel around, and you're sure the person's body is still hard - it turns out he's dead.

It doesn't matter, you are no longer the same person you were at the beginning.

You have leveled up and can revive NPCs.

Amid the horrified expressions of the other blades, you took out the unknown NPC, switched to the scholar, and used the resurrection skill on the NPC.

Seeing the NPC's health bar turn from gray to green, you stuffed the summoned fairy into the half-awake NPC's mouth, then leaned over and smiled enthusiastically above the NPC: "Hi, you're awake."

"The resurrection was successful. You have arrived after 2205."

Rimbaud just woke up and was greeted by the smiling face of the chocolate cat man:?

Is he dreaming or still asleep?

Under your gaze, Rimbaud closed his eyes calmly again: There must be something wrong with the way I open my eyes, just start over.

It's impossible that the punishment for him after he goes to hell is to be a creature of this strange color, right?