Chapter 104: Tangible things will eventually dissipate [End] No need for glory...
The wind passed through the drooping branches, and the cherry blossoms from the human world fell on Shirasu's shoulders.
The world in April was still a little cold, and when the wind blew, Baisuchuan covered his knees tightly with the plush blanket.
"My Lord, just enjoy the flowers with peace of mind. Leave the rest to me!"
The wheelchair was pushed under the tree by Yakiri Hasebe, and the diligent attendant took out the carefully prepared food and drinks from the picnic blanket.
In the past, when the Thousand Sakura in Honmaru were in bloom, there was no need for the Shinsengumi organization. The swordsmen who liked to get together would spontaneously bring wine and snacks and enjoy the scenery and drink in the swirling rain of falling cherry blossoms.
Shirasu Chuan thought of this and drank a glass of sake dipped in flower petals.
This is the place that Yakiri Hasebe found with great effort. There are waterfalls of cherry blossoms here, but there are few people around.
In addition to Hasebe and him, some agile swordsmen arrived one after another. Hearing the tone of the attendant, many swordsmen were still packing up in a panic.
Utsusemi Kanesada and Chokudaikiri Mitsutada, who are good at cooking, danced their spatulas like swords, vowing to show off their skills.
Everyone is looking forward to the long-awaited event.
Kashuu Kiyomitsu came over and showed Baisu Chuan his hands: "Look, lord, I painted my nails this morning. How do you think they are? Aren't they cute?"
Bai Suchuan lifted up the hand that was in front of his eyes, and gently brushed his thumb across the red fingertips of the boy's sword. He smiled and praised, "Very cute, Qingguang, is this the bottle I gave you before?"
"Yeah, the color you picked suits me very well..."
"Because clear light goes well with bright colors!"
Kashuu Kiyomitsu bent over and stood in front of the Shinsengumi's wheelchair, looking down at the Shinsengumi as he raised his hand and gently exposed his palm to examine his fingertips.
The fingers of the sword-wielding god are covered with calluses from fighting with swords, and they are dry and warm. However, the fingers of the Shinsengumi, who rarely do physical work, are slender and cold even though they are human beings.
The boy's eyelashes drooped, and the cherry blossom branches cast a shadow on his face.
He held Baisuchuan's palms with his backhand and used his own temperature to warm Baisuchuan's hands.
He sighed softly. "Really... I'm completely defeated by you..."
Bai Suchuan didn't hear clearly what California Kiyomitsu was mumbling, but he heard someone calling him loudly.
"My lord..." Gokotai and Maeda Toushirou were running in the front, followed by Aizen Kunitoshi.
As soon as Baisuchuan raised his head, the fast children ran up to him.
"Look, my lord, these are Japanese sweets sprinkled with sugar! They're a perfect match for the festival!" Aizen Kunitoshi picked up the box, which contained exquisitely decorated snacks.
"We all made it this morning. It's a little gift to you. I want you to taste it." Maeda Toushirou said shyly, and brought the Five Tigers with him. "Right, let's go!"
"Ah... yes, yes!" Wu Hu Tui nodded shyly, "I hope my lord will like it."
Not only them, there were also many knives carrying things coming over. They seemed to be unhurried, but in fact they were very scheming to seize the initiative. With Shirasukawa as the center, they surrounded him tightly on all sides with picnic blankets.
Bai Suchuan was immediately caught up in the lively atmosphere. He had to taste something here and there and praise something there. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely from carrying the water.
Have a drink to calm your nerves.
After a while, Bai Suchuan shook the blanket and put it away, with a katana lying across his legs.
There was a group of people behind him looking at him eagerly, including Yasaki Hasebe who was bluffing to maintain order.
"No cutting in line! Don't push! Those who come later, just give up and don't queue. Do you want to tire the Lord out?"
Yes, the solution that Bai Suchuan came up with after racking his brains was to take out sword-cleaning paper and powder sticks and provide maintenance for the sword-wielding men in line.
Without injecting spiritual energy, he would not get tired no matter how much swordplay he did, because he really enjoyed this kind of work.
His love for swords was already engraved into his personality on the first day he became a Shinsengumi, and it has remained the same from beginning to end.
"Hehe, the lord cherishes me very much!" Kashuu Kiyomitsu likes the feeling of his true body being held in the hands of the Shinsengumi.
"Me! Me! I'm next!" Rantoshiro jumped and raised his hands.
"Master...My Lord, I also..." Wu Hu retreated and hid behind his brothers, saying in a low voice.
"It's really elegant. Let me join in."
“…”
Yakiri Hasebe hurried over to stop them, "Hey! You guys! Don't surround the lord, it's preventing him from breathing fresh air!"
"What? It's obvious that you, Hasebe, are the one who monopolizes the lord for the longest time every day!" Kashuu Kiyomitsu said dissatisfiedly.
"Alright, alright, stop quarreling." Shirasu Chuan patted the angry Yakiri Hasebe and said to everyone, "Didn't everyone prepare a lot of delicious food and wine? Please enjoy the flowers and drink!"
Candlestick-mounted Mitsutada also came over and brought the last dessert, "Yes, yes, yes! Come on, everyone, come and try it, Mitsutada's special—"
"Wow! It looks great!"
"You annoying attendant, come get one too!"
“…”
The war paused, and the sword-fighting gods finally relaxed and laughed together.
Cherry blossoms are beautiful, sakura cakes are delicious, and the wine soaked in cherry blossoms has a unique flavor.
Shirasuga's gaze passed over Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada and Smiling Aoe who were using wooden swords, passed over Atsutoshiro and Catfish Otoshiro who were chasing and playing, and cast his gaze into the distance.
After leaving the hustle and bustle, he sat down alone to appreciate the flowers, and his surroundings finally became quiet.
The voice that had spoken so many beautiful words fell silent.
He leaned against a tree, quietly wiping the body of the Taro no Tachi.
After arriving in the present world, swordsmen were constantly seriously injured, and some types of swords required too much spiritual power to master. In order to save up spiritual power for a fatal blow against the noose, Bai Qichuan could not bear to let the seriously injured swords suffer for a long time, and ordered them to return to their original bodies.
Since then, these Tsukumogami sleeping in the swords have never been awakened again.
Bai Qichuan's current level of control over spiritual power has been improved to the point where the sword spirit will not be awakened even if the blade is pulled out of the scabbard. The spiritual power is only used to heal the fine lines on the sword body as much as possible.
He placed several knives of different lengths behind him on the picnic blanket, scanned them one by one, and replayed many past events in his mind.
He did not stop the hand-to-hand duel between the seriously injured swordsmen, nor did he remind the noisy Toushirou brothers to be careful of their wounds, just as if he did not notice that many of the Fusangshen's movements were so graceful that they were slow...
It's rare to have a good time, why should he spoil the fun?
He turned around and leaned over to touch the wine glass, and just then Hasebe brought him a cup of fresh tea.
"My lord, you drank a lot of wine today and look a little drunk." Yakiri Hasebe knelt in front of him and frowned worriedly at Shirasuka, whose face was flushed and eyes were blurred. "Please take care of yourself and have some tea next."
Shirasu's eyes were vaguely focused on the teacup held by Yasikiri Hasebe, and he seemed to have returned to the small pavilion where Wasugumaru, Tarou Tachika and Mikazuki Munechika were leisurely drinking tea.
Uguisumaru and Taroudachi were both in the main swords behind him, but Mikazuki Munechika was nowhere to be found.
He was the only one left in the group that usually gathered to drink tea in Honmaru...
"I'm happy today, just a few drinks, Hasebe, please don't spoil my fun!"
The young man was drunk and complained hoarsely to the serious attendant.
Perhaps because Yakiri Hasebe was the only one around him, he showed his grievances so intimately for the first time in a long time.
Having said that, Shirasuga reached out to touch the teacup in Yakiri Hasebe's hand.
"Such... such a bummer..." Hasebe was petrified.
The word used to evaluate this morning was clearly "reliable"!
The drunk young man didn't hold the cup steady and almost spilled the water. Yasaki Hasebe quickly calmed down and steadied the hand of the Shinsengumi. He couldn't help but frown again when he touched the cold fingers.
Didn't I hold California Clear Light for a long time? Why is it still cold?
Yakiri Hasebe immediately threw the oath in his heart of "not spoiling the fun" to the back of his mind, and without thinking, he took the blanket and advised: "The weather is still cold, my lord, you must avoid catching a cold outdoors, drink more hot tea..."
As he spoke, he started nagging again.
"This group of guys! Knowing that the master is unwell, they still keep pestering the master to enter, causing the master to suffer. The weather is cold, but they don't even know to heat up the wine, so the master drinks icy cold wine, and his hands can't be warmed by hot water. Seeing that the master didn't cover himself with a blanket, they didn't know to bring one. Don't they know that the master is very easy to catch a cold?"
"You too, have no self-awareness at all. You always indulge those guys who like to act like spoiled brats and don't know how to take care of yourself at all..." Yakiri Hasebe, who had just failed in his bid for favor, had something to add.
Bai Qichuan took small sips of water, his ears filled with the incessant nagging of his loyal attendant, and his mind became even more empty.
Through the blooming cherry blossoms, he watched a group of unknown birds startled from the branches, fly over the treetops, across the sky, and disappear into the vast distance.
Shirasuga suddenly interrupted Yakiri Hasebe's mumbling.
His face was ruddy and he looked drunk, his eyes were particularly blurry, but he still spoke clearly.
"Hasebe, I have something to tell you." Shirasuga lowered his voice.
Yakiri Hasebe's expression immediately turned serious.
"What mission do you want to assign to me? No matter what it is, I will accomplish it for you." Yakiri Hasebe knelt upright, and no one could question his determination at the moment.
"This is not a mission, please come closer." Bai Qichuan said in a low voice with a serious tone.
"Yes!" Yakiri Hasebe's eyes were sharp. He responded in a low voice and leaned forward to listen.
The other tsukumogami only saw the Shinsengumi whispering something in Yakiri Hasebe's ear, and the katana tsukumogami, who had remained calm in the face of the situation, suddenly showed a look of astonishment.
Blade, who noticed this scene, was so curious that he was scratching his head.
While Hasebe stood up to serve tea, he bravely rushed forward with a blade.
"Hey, what did the lord and the attendant whisper to each other?" Rando Shiro pulled the shoulder armor of Yakiri Hasebe and smiled sweetly.
Yakiri Hasebe has a complicated expression.
So Rantoshiro's eyes were filled with disdain.
Because the young man with the sword subconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth, he obviously couldn't suppress his smile and pride at all, but he tried hard to keep a straight face to maintain his serious and reliable image, and what he showed was a hideous and distorted expression.
Then he uttered four words proudly.
“…I won’t tell you.”
"cut!"
Randoshiro ran off, "Stingy guy! I'll go ask the lord myself!"
*
"I haven't told anyone yet... I'm sorry, because before I became a Shinsengumi, the Government of Time told me that even if I trusted and relied on you, I should try not to let the Tsukumogami know about this. So I'm sorry that I haven't announced it yet..."
Although there was no deliberate attempt to conceal it, those who wanted to know could easily obtain the information.
Especially the capable attendant Yasukiri Hasebe, who has been helping to handle the internal affairs of the Honmaru and assisted in connecting with the government of the time. If he had paid attention, he would have known everything clearly, right?
In addition, since he was in the real world, Bai Qichuan had always been lax about this aspect, and had never been on guard when interacting with others.
"But as expected, there should still be such a process, just like what you did in the beginning..."
*
"My name is Shirasu Gawa, and I am a Shinsengumi summoned from outside this world by the Government of Time. I am very happy to have a connection with swords."
*
"It's such a relaxing day today..."
After drinking a lot of wine behind Hasebe's back, Shirasuga, with drunken eyes, looked into the distance.
A large flock of flying white birds blurred the outline of the sky.
"It's 'today' after all."
A clear voice came from above.
On the cherry tree that Shirasu River was leaning against, a piece of white clothing hung down and swayed along with its dangling feet.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga rested his arms behind his head, leaning against a tree trunk diagonally above Shirasuga's head, looking relaxed and comfortable.
“…That’s right.”
Shirasu looked up and saw the petals clustered around Tsurumaru Kuninaga's pure white hair like stars. Behind him, through the branch he was leaning on, was the endless blue sky.
And Tsurumaru Kuninaga, like a flying white bird, briefly landed beside humans, silently.
“…”
“…”
The atmosphere was too comfortable, and Bai Suchuan half-closed his eyes sleepily.
"Did my arrival scare you?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga was not satisfied with Shirasuga's indifferent reaction.
Bai Suchuan was disturbed and couldn't enjoy his sleep, so he had to open his eyes and look up at him.
"Yes, I thought you wouldn't come to see me again." Bai Suchuan said honestly.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga was so shocked by Shirasuga's straightforward words that he lowered his arms behind his head.
"uh-huh……"
Now that he has said it, Baisuchuan might as well be more straightforward.
"Tsurumaru, you belong to yourself completely now. You are free, not bound by any contract, and have an independent life. Your body is under your control, your thoughts are not manipulated, and your love and hate are all based on your heart." Shirasuga said sincerely.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga's smile faded and he looked at him straight.
"I already know your doubts. I still can't give you an answer as to whether the feelings of the Fusangshen come from the contract or from the heart. I don't know if you can tell the difference today..."
"I am grateful for the days I spent with you. I sincerely hope that such a wonderful life can last forever. Even if we separate, if you can get true freedom, then the pain of separation will be meaningful."
A gentleman’s love is never about “possession” but about “fulfillment”.
"I'm just sorry, you know the current situation..." Bai Suchuan fell depressed.
“I’m really sorry…”
In the future, time and space will be subverted. If the Government of Time disappears and Shirasu River has never arrived, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was forged by the Shinsengumi and given a human body, will naturally no longer exist. Even if the contract is terminated, the Fukusangjin cannot escape the cause and effect.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga listened silently. His silence was unlike the usually lively Tsurumaru, and even more abnormal than just now.
No, it is better to say that after leaving Shirasu River, calmness and quietness slowly permeated the character of this Shindachi Tsukumogami, and this is "normal".
When the Shinsengumi bowed his head to apologize, Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly said, "Don't apologize."
"You like a peaceful and stable life, right? I am the one who is most responsible for bringing shock into your life. I should be the one to say sorry!"
Bai Qichuan was stunned.
"After all, I was the first one to express my feelings, and I was the first one to leave regardless of everything. You are the more innocent one who has been passively accepting everything." Tsurumaru Kuninaga glanced at Shirasuga's weak legs and continued.
"You must be curious why I'm here today."
Yes, Shirasuga was very curious because Tsurumaru Kuninaga had been avoiding him for a long time, and they had not met since the last time they worked together to kill Nosozo.
"Because," Tsurumaru Kuninaga folded his hands behind his head again, leaned against the tree trunk, and looked up at the sky.
It was as if Baisuchuan was not under the tree, as if the person speaking at this moment was not himself.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga's gentle voice was brought by the soft wind.
"I've thought about it, and I still want to stay by your side on the last day."
*
It was an ordinary day, an ordinary gust of wind blew away the blizzard-like cherry blossom rain, and the noble and dignified visitor from another world and his brilliant swordsmen disappeared in that ordinary moment.
The emotions of the Shinsengumi in the game are real.
The hesitation and decisiveness when making life and death decisions, the anxiety and indifference to life and death when doing one's best and waiting for fate... are all real.
In the system, Bai Suchuan's character turned gray.
I didn't feel anything, I just felt sleepy and wanted to take a nap. So my eyelids slowly closed, the cherry blossoms, the wine, the tea gradually disappeared, and the sounds of the Fusangshen talking and laughing gradually faded away. The flames of war, the blood, the flying birds, the blue sky...
Could it be a sweet dream?
Jiang Jiu popped out of Bai Qichuan and returned to the system interface, but he accidentally clicked to exit the game. Before he popped out, he seemed to see all the Fusangshen's eyes full of blessings and sadness focused on him, but it seemed to be just an illusion.
He stood there for a while, letting Bai Suchuan's emotions sink in. The player drank in the game, and he seemed to be drunk outside the game, so he just sat on the ground for a while to sober up.
Jiang Jiu woke up after his butt was frozen by the cold floor. He moved to a chair in a rage and cursed himself for being so confused while playing a game. He was too emotional! He really should quit playing games!
Then Jiang Jiu suddenly remembered that he hadn't checked the character file for a long time.
Should I enter the game right away? See what changes have occurred after playing for so long!
[“——He is a kind and gentle person who likes to be kind to others.”]
This character description is exactly the same as the previous file.
[“—He served as the Shinsengumi of the government for four years and eight months, leading the swordsmanship to fight against historical revisionists and suppress the Time Travel Army.”
"—Seven months ago, he betrayed the government's purpose and intervened to change history."
"——I will end my career as a Shinsengumi on April 21, 2019."]
Compared to the last time I checked, there is an additional briefing on Shirasuga's career as a Shinsengumi.
[“——His thoughts turned to revisionism, changing many major events and causing turmoil in time and space.”]
There is obviously a reason for this!
[“——His acts of kindness and love have prevented countless tragedies.”]
To the point, accurate, and to the point!
[“——His love for swords was unwavering. Although his abilities were mediocre, he managed to gain the love of the Sixty-Eight Sword Gods.”]
Sixty-eight vibrations are exactly the number of all the sword tsukumogami awakened by Shirasuka, not a single one missing, including Tsurumaru Kuninaga.
[“——He seems to treat everyone equally, but in fact he has a preference for one person.”]
Jiang Jiu's eyes shifted. It was human nature to fail in balancing the two.
【“——His love life seems to be a failure.”】
Hey! Why is this written in the character profile? Jiang Jiu was angry.
[“——He is very timid…”]
Same as the last evaluation, after all, how brave can one be to be scared by Tsurumaru Kuninaga’s crude prank?
[“——He is very timid, but he is not afraid of life or death.”]
…
As the master of swords, Shirasawa, the Shinsengumi, has both merits and faults.
Trusting the enemy too easily brings about a life-or-death crisis, with one's life hanging by a thread;
He has been on the battlefield, delivered the winning blow, made key decisions in times of crisis, and laid the foundation for victory.
The characters are flesh and blood, and their lives are full of ups and downs.
Jiang Jiu had a very enjoyable experience.
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