Chapter 24: Unsparing Favors as if Facing a Great Enemy (1)
Baoding Toshiro was dragged by his brother Ran Toshiro to spy on the Shinsengumi, who was drinking tea with Mikazuki Munechika, Utagamaru, and Utasemura Kanesada in a small pavilion not far away.
He didn't understand why Ran was so anxious. It was obvious that everyone knew that the Shinsengumi loved elegance and tea. The brothers even paid together to go to Man-ya to buy expensive tea for the Shinsengumi. Now it was just their usual gathering. Even if the graceful and elegant Princess Mikazuki was there, there was no need to treat it as a big enemy, right?
Bao Ding Toushirou's body is shaped like a kitchen knife. Because of his old master, he likes a wife who can gently stroke his head and give him delicious snacks. The Shinsengumi fits his ideal wife image very well except for the wrong gender, so he also likes the master very much!
He was initially intimidated by Ran's alarmist remarks, and began to worry, "What if the lord only likes rare and famous swords like other Shinsengumi?", "Wow, Mikazuki-sama is so beautiful, it's a shame to be outdone by her!"
But he regretted agreeing to hide behind the tree with Ran. It was like he was doing something bad, and he felt guilty. And after observing that Shirasukawa did not show any more favoritism, and that his relationship with Mikazuki-dono was no different from that with Yingwan-dono and Kasen-dono, Bao Ding wanted to leave even more.
He said to Luan anxiously: "Why don't we go back, or go directly to say hello to the lord and his family?" He said with a little expectation: "Maybe the lord will share some tea and snacks with us!"
Rantoshiro said to Bao Ding in a frustrated tone: "Sharing tea and snacks is not a sign of affection for the lord! He is always gentle and good at taking care of children. But... this is different from liking His Highness Mikazuki!"
The orange-haired Rantoshiro clenched his fists, rested his forehead against the tree trunk, and said dejectedly: "Before I saw true love, I could also lie to myself and say, 'I am the lord's most beloved sword'. Even Hasebe envied me."
"But, true love is not this kind of superficial love, right? He just treats us as children. The lord can gently stroke all of our hair, give everyone delicious snacks, and gently hug the brothers who jump into his arms."
"But he would only wear his beloved Mikazuki Munechika, would only adorn his body with the gorgeous and precious sword, would only be unable to contain his joy, and would take the Mikazuki in his hand to admire it anytime and anywhere..."
Bao Ding listened to Luan's plaintive complaints and couldn't help but frown: "It's not as exaggerated as you say, right? The lord didn't do anything except wearing the main body of the Three Suns Moon Palace for one day? And it is said that Mr. California has also been used by the lord! If you are really envious, Luan, why don't you take the initiative to ask the lord to wear your main body as well?"
Rantoshiro stood up and stamped his feet. His clear voice was tinged with worry. "I still feel something is different..."
Bao Ding gave up. This brother was just too favored before, too proud! The Shinsengumi is the master of everyone, and it is normal for the affection to be distributed among everyone. How can you ask humans to only favor yourself? Isn't this too arrogant?
He ran out from behind the tree, ignoring the whispered shouts behind him: "Hey! We're exposed!" He rushed down the hillside, using the short knife's super high mobility to run towards the pavilion.
Then he slowed down a little, pretended deliberately that he couldn't stop the car, and fell into the warm arms of the white-robed Shinsengumi.
Being confused means you tend to think too much! Isn't this good? Bao Ding, who was lying on the Shinsengumi with his arms around his neck and unable to get up, thought happily while acting coquettishly.
With the love of my lord, I am the happiest blade!
The battle uniforms are gorgeous and complex, beautiful and elegant, while the inner uniforms are dressed like an old grandfather. Mikazuki Munechika looked at Shirasuga being hugged by a child and couldn't help but sigh in an old man's tone: "Hahaha, young people are so lively!"
The lively young man Shirasu Gawa: ...
Is there anything funny? Such a hearty laugh is so funny!
He looks like a handsome young man, but he acts like a confused old man with low IQ. He wears white thermal underwear under the light blue underwear! His private clothes are a complete mess!
If he wrapped his hair with a bright yellow headscarf and put a wrinkled towel around his neck, no one would notice this famous sword, one of the "Five Swords of the World", even if it got lost in the world the next second.
Kasen Kanesada tried hard to pull Bao Ding out of the Shinsengumi's arms, "Hey, this is too rude! Get up!"
"No! I want my lord to feed Bao Ding some snacks! My lord, feed me!"
Bao Ding Toshiro tilted his neck and looked at Shirasuka with expectant eyes.
Yingwan picked up the teacup and slowly took a sip of tea, then smiled gently at Shirosukawa and said, "Bao Ding really likes you."
Bai Suchuan was helpless with the two onlookers. He pushed the child on his back and motioned for him to get up. "Okay, let me get up and get some refreshments."
Obviously, at the beginning, the Fusangjin of Honmaru treated him with respect and courtesy, and kept the boundaries. They were more than a little bit polite when they got along with each other, but not close enough. Even the lively child-like Tanto was very quiet and docile in front of him.
I don't know when it started, but the Fusangshen gradually relaxed in front of him, and the physical contact became more and more frequent. Children always liked to stay by his side and rub against his arms. Even the shy and introverted Gokotai would hug the little tiger and pinch the corner of his clothes.
What could he do? Should he reject their intimacy outright? He could only let it go.
From afar, Jin Jian saw Awataguchi's short sword go to his master to act like a spoiled child, clinging to him to pat his head and feed him snacks. Mikazuki next to him only had a kind and silly smile on his face, and couldn't help shaking his head and despising this younger brother of the Sanjo family.
"Really? Mikazuki can't even grasp such a good opportunity. He's wasting this beautiful face! Everyone in Awataguchi is so good at acting cute to win favor. We can't admit defeat!"
The defensive sword of Minamoto no Yoshitsune is older than Mikazuki Munechika, and because it was polished into a short sword, it looks like a child.
The lively Jin Jian sighed helplessly: Except for me, there is no one in the Sanjo family who can fight!
Jin Jian misunderstood. How could Sanriku Munechika waste his beautiful and noble face? He was lucky that he didn't get beaten to death because of that face!
Return to the pavilion perspective.
While holding the candlestick, Bai Suchuan cut the specially prepared snacks and shared them with Bao Ding, while continuing the previous topic with the other three swordsmen.
"I wonder if I can have the honor of inviting you to Wanwu for a short trip recently, buying gifts and showing my appreciation?" Bai Qichuan wanted to go out for a walk, pretending to buy gifts but actually just wanting to take a stroll. He just mentioned this matter casually, as if he mentioned it casually.
Since he took office, he has never left Honmaru, and even the purchase of Man-ya is arranged by Hasebe. He has no idea what Man-ya, where many Tsukumogami have visited, looks like, but he guessed that it was probably a place like "city" or "fang", bustling and prosperous.
He himself was not even that keen on tea tasting, but because he had been staying at home for a long time and didn't want to deal with work, he just wanted to find something to do to pass the time.
He was advised by Yakiri Hasebe and Yagen Toushirou that the Shinsengumi is not a sword spirit, and cannot use the time-space converter directly. The special teleportation array that the Shinsengumi passes through when leaving Honmaru will have a certain burden on the human body. In order to protect itself, the body will automatically consume its own spiritual power.
Now his spiritual power is benefiting every blade of grass and every tree in the entire Honmaru, which is already a considerable expense. Not to mention that Yakiri Hasebe had experienced a Shinsengumi fainting due to uncontrolled use of spiritual power, which made him even more nervous and wanted to protect Shirasu River tightly.
Although they did not force him to go out, they did not agree with it. So Bai Suchuan was too embarrassed to mention it in front of them, always feeling that his willfulness would cause trouble for them.
But now Shirasu's calculations are very good: since he has such a close relationship with the tea friends, everyone should support his idea, right? They are all powerful tsukumogami, so Hasebe doesn't have to worry about them not being able to protect him. And Mikazuki and the others don't know about his dark history of overusing his spiritual power.
Especially for the many Tsukumogami who arrived later, he didn't have time to buy the corresponding light equipment, and they didn't have enough small pancakes to buy for themselves. It was just right to spend money from the private storehouse of the Shinsengumi to buy a set for each blade.
He had long been dissatisfied with Mikazuki's poor aesthetic taste in the internal anime!
What's wrong with the Shinsengumi wanting to personally choose gifts for everyone in Honmaru? There are very good reasons!
"Hahaha, we will naturally follow your wishes." This is Mikazuki Munechika who has just arrived and doesn't understand the situation.
Utase Kanesada, who had been in Honmaru for a long time and had been seriously briefed by Yakiri Hasebe on Shirasu River's past misdeeds, said disapprovingly, "You need to think carefully before leaving Honmaru. You cannot forge new swords or make sword equipment on this day. It's best not to do anything that consumes spiritual energy."
He began to think more and more deeply, "It's best not to arrange the team to go out on the day, so as to avoid someone getting injured and needing to be rescued. This is also a spiritual energy expenditure, which cannot be ignored... Not only us, but also more people must be called to protect the Shinsengumi. In case you faint again, we have to formulate at least three measures..."
Bai Suchuan listened to the elegant poet Kanesada's not-at-all-elegant mumbling, and the black lines on his head were almost unbearable, and cold sweats broke out: What's going on? Did I make a very troublesome request? Why is it like the oppressed retainers are worried while trying to find ways to satisfy the unreasonable lord?
"Well... not really..."
"Kasen-dono is also worried about his master. After all, Hasebe will remind every new sword to protect the Shinsengumi from overusing their spiritual power." Uguisumaru explained with a smile.
"What...?!" Bai Qichuan felt guilty.
Wouldn’t everyone think that he is “fragile” and needs close protection?
Hasebe, please don't use your thoughtfulness in places like this!
"Hahaha, grandpa, why haven't I heard of it?"
Bao Ding Tengshilang knew the reason.
On the day of forging the most beautiful sword, the Shinsengumi did not follow the normal procedure to awaken the Tsukumogami and let the other people in the Honmaru lead them to familiarize themselves with the residence.
Instead, after Mikazuki Munechika transformed, he borrowed his real body to take it into the room, wiped it with his own hands under the light, and then returned the real blade. Mikazuki naturally followed and accompanied the Shinsengumi all the time.
On the second day, the Shinsengumi borrowed the sword for a day and even tried to wear it for a while. He could easily count the crescent-shaped patterns on the blade and expressed his love for the beautiful appearance of the crescent moon.
At first, Yakiri Hasebe didn't find a chance to contact Mikazuki, but later he became so jealous that his eyes went red with anger. He was so busy trying to make his presence felt in front of his lord, running around serving tea and water, that he forgot all these unurgent matters.
"It's not a big deal anyway. It's normal that you haven't heard of it." Bai Qichuan said perfunctorily with a guilty conscience.
He swallowed his words back and said, "Let's put it aside for now, hahaha. Anyway, there is no reason to leave the Honmaru, so there is no need to mobilize a large force." He acted as if nothing had happened.
His tea friends probably didn't notice the sullenness in his tone; the topic was quickly changed and they happily enjoyed a leisurely and peaceful time in the shade under the pavilion.
No one noticed that a huge, long shadow was cast above the pavilion, moving quietly and very slowly.
Shirasu continued to put the tea into his mouth. Perhaps he was thinking about something. Although he acted perfectly, he couldn't really be happy. He forgot that Bao Ding Toushirou was still waiting for him to feed him, and pretended to listen carefully to Mikazuki Munechika sharing his troubles.
"The outfit is too complicated. The knot at the back is hard to tie by myself. Also, should I put on the neck guard first or the shoulder guard first? Hahaha, it's really confusing."
Uguisumaru listened to Mikazuki's unique worries and teased him softly, "I remember that it was Kashuu-dono who helped Mikazuki put on his battle uniform the last time he went out into battle?"
"Hahaha, after all, if we don't get it sorted out, we'll miss the opportunity to go out on the battlefield, and we can only trouble California who is passing by."
Kasen Kanesada complained: No, is it possible that he was not just passing through California, but he waited at the time converter for too long but saw no one, so he came here specifically to find this procrastinating old man?
Bao Ding was ignored by Bai Qichuan, but he sat next to him obediently, rubbing his forehead against Bai Qichuan's slender arm hidden between the sleeves of his robe embroidered with red plums from time to time, trying to feel the human body temperature through the thin fabric.
The sword-wielding god, who was just teasing himself in annoyance, looked at the smooth and coquettish movements of Fujishiro's short sword, and then looked at the Shinsengumi who allowed him to do so without any resistance, and seemed to be thinking about something. His laughter sounded even more like that of a confused old man.
"Come to think of it, is this what skinship is? Hahaha, grandpa wants to try it too."
Four pairs of eyes looked over.
The pavilion fell into silence.
Yingwan, Gexian, Baoding: Wait, we think we heard it wrong. What did you want to try?
Only Bai Qichuan tilted his head in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Very innocent.
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