Chapter 28: The world dispels loneliness (1)
Shirasuga misunderstood Tsurumaru Kuninaga.
In Tsurumaru's memory, the bustling and lively Wanwu Street at night did exist. But that was when there were many Shinsengumi.
At that time, the battle between the Fusangshen and the Time Travel Army was intense, and most of the Shinsengumi in office had high spiritual power. The Shinsengumi did not need to go to the battlefield, so they did a good job in logistics and provided the Honmaru with sufficient war supplies.
Now that we are in the commercial street, it is natural to buy some other small things.
At that time, the Man-ya was bustling with people, and the lights were bright at night. The experienced and highly trained Honmaru naturally had no shortage of money, and the Shinsengumi had no shortage of spiritual power coming and going from the Man-ya, and they spent money like water. The shops in the Man-ya naturally had a variety of ways, and they frequently held discounts, gifts, and feedback activities, using all their tricks to earn money from the Shinsengumi who were rich, free, and loved the fusogami.
Today, several generations of Shinsengumi who have been shining for a long time have all resigned and left. The new Shinsengumi added by the current government, such as Shirasu Gawa, have little experience and limited abilities. Manwu has certainly lost its former glory.
Of course, the current situation no longer requires a powerful Shinsengumi to take charge.
Under the leadership of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Shirasuga entered these unremarkable shops one by one.
Although there were not many people, the shops were all open. After all, the bosses could let the shikigami manage the shops and did not need to hire people for the night shift.
Wanwu is not as prosperous as imagined, but it is more interesting than it looks from the outside.
There are many categories of goods and decoration styles. There are snack shops and toy houses specially set up for the lively and cheerful Tsukumogami, and there are chess tools and brushes prepared for the steady and serious Tsukumogami...
Every Tsukumogami can find a product that suits their taste. Man-ya even has a store that will purchase corresponding goods for all the implemented Tsukumogami's personalities.
Shirasu Kawan had indeed never seen these newfangled gadgets before. Tsurumaru put a pair of sunglasses on him and took several photos with a trial camera. Tsurumaru even blatantly took advantage of his ignorance and gave the photos to the shikigami who was watching over the store to quickly develop them.
Bai Suchuan was shocked when he saw his silly self in the photo!
This! Isn't this evidence of leaving the house on your own initiative?
You call this "quietly without a trace?"
After Tsurumaru repeatedly assured him that he would only keep the photos and would never share them with others, he reluctantly agreed to let him keep the photos and not destroy the evidence.
Shirasu Gawa shopped around for the entire night but didn't buy anything.
After all, he was rational enough to know that he couldn't explain the sudden appearance of something in Honmaru.
Be careful and cautious. He is still very self-aware of doing bad things.
So even though Tsurumaru told him to just buy whatever he liked and that he could keep it with him first, Shirasukawa didn't really do so.
The two walked and stopped, and for a moment they didn't feel tired at all.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga is a swordsman who knows how to have fun. It will never be boring to travel with him.
He would also secretly do some funny things with a matter-of-fact expression, such as trying to tie up Shirasukawa's long hair with colorful rubber bands.
After being discovered by Shirasu Kawai, he would defend himself in a very upright tone or simply admit it.
He always has a reason and a good sense of proportion.
You never really dislike him.
Shirasuga walked around the entire Wanwu Street in one night. He was satisfied with the many new experiences he had never had before. Tsurumaru, who was accompanying him, also helped him divert his attention from fear and guilt.
They walked back from one end of the street.
Although the businesses in Wanwu are still open at night, there are few lighting facilities outside the streets, and street lights are only installed at great distances.
The tachi-tsukumogami has poor eyesight in the dark, so experienced Shinsengumi will not use the tachi or longer swords in battle at night to avoid unnecessary losses.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked along the Shirasu River, his right hand habitually resting on the hilt of his knife, still smiling playfully as he talked and laughed. Even though the streets were quiet and deserted, he still maintained the most basic vigilance.
He chose to take the Shinsengumi out alone, and he was under a lot of pressure.
This was also the most outrageous thing he had done since his transformation. If his colleagues knew about this, they would definitely not treat it lightly like they usually did when facing his jokes, and would be in a dilemma.
They may not necessarily blame the Shinsengumi, but they will definitely not let him off easily. By then, the Tsuchiwa and Tsuchiru may have to welcome him as a regular visitor. Hasebe, the super controller, may even abuse his power for personal gain and make him farm for a month and feed the horses for a month!
Looking at Bai Suchuan's face, which was shadowy with the distance of the light, the usually gentle and dignified immortal seemed to be stained with the smell of fireworks in the world, unable to hide his fatigue but with a smile in his eyes.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought nonchalantly: Even if I am punished, it is all worth it.
I really should let my colleagues see how the lord really looks happy.
This is not the happiness that can be obtained by staying at home.
Even the most peaceful and indifferent person will feel bored if he does not leave his house for a long time!
Tsurumaru: To sum up, our lord needs to be scared!
It was a long distance to walk from one end of the street to the other. As a human being, Shirasu Chuan's biological clock was suddenly broken and he stayed up until the second half of the night. Although he had been feeling tired because of the endless novelty, the excitement faded and sleepiness came over him.
Before he even reached the teleportation array, his stamina was almost one third.
Refresh status [Sleepy].
Bai Suchuan once again raised his wide sleeves to cover half of his face and yawned silently.
The dim light really makes tired travelers want to go back home and sleep on their soft and elastic big bed.
Tsurumaru, who had been keeping an eye on Shirasu River, of course noticed that the Shinsengumi was exhausted.
After all, the tears that overflowed from Baisuchuan's yawning still remained in the red corners of his eyes, moist and bright under the reflection of the light.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga grabbed Shirasuga, who was trying hard to walk, and before he could react from his daze, he bent over and arched his back to carry him on his back.
"Hahaha, how about it? Are you surprised that I suddenly carried you on my back?"
Bai Qichuan was startled by the sudden physical contact and sobered up. He pressed the shoulder in panic and said shyly, "How can two men, who are not injured or sick, hug each other?"
As he said this, he kicked his toes and struggled to get down.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga put his hands behind his back and held Shirasuka's thighs firmly to prevent him from falling.
"What's the matter? No one will see us anyway, and you're so sleepy that you might fall asleep standing up. Why don't you sleep on my back first, and you'll be in the castle tower when you wake up."
Tsurumaru's voice with unique ups and downs sounded in his ears, and his words were indeed very convincing.
No one passed by along the way, so there would be no third person to see it. Moreover, the physical strength may not be able to support the consumption of spiritual power. If the teleportation array back to the city makes the physical strength become negative, it is estimated that the scene of "the onlooker fainted and the tsukumogami panicked" will be staged in Honmaru again.
Bai Suchuan was no longer obsessed - he was always good at getting used to other people's arrangements, especially such actions that were made with good intentions.
He stopped struggling, put his arms around Tsurumaru Kuninaga's neck to steady his body, and put all his weight on the sword.
Perhaps because he walked slowly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's steps were very steady and Shirasuga didn't feel any bumps on his back.
At first, he could still look up and look straight ahead stubbornly, but as time went by, his head gradually tilted and his eyes gradually became unable to open. Finally, unconsciously, he put his head on Tsurumaru Kuninaga's white-haired shoulder and lay still.
The judge fell asleep.
Tsurumaru walked forward slowly, taking every step steadily.
The human's body temperature enveloped the sword's cold body, and the warm breath from his breath hit his neck.
This rare experience was unprecedented for Tsurumaru.
It's not like he had never been in such close contact with a human. Not to mention that as a chaotic and ignorant sword, it would have been controlled by humans. After becoming a Fusangshen, he and Xiaoguang and Xiaojialuo had also been arm in arm and bathed in hot springs together.
However, no matter how similar the body of a Tsukumogami is to that of a human, or how realistic its temperature is, it is still a "dead object" created by spiritual power.
Compared to humans who are willing to endure the pain and reproduce for countless generations, they naturally lack a sense of reality, a fragile, imperfect beauty that comes with life.
Bai Suchuan's breathing was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and it was obvious that he was not sleeping soundly.
After arriving at the teleportation array, Tsurumaru Kuninaga did not disturb Shirasu Kawa. He carried Shirasu Kawa on his back and stepped into the human teleportation array together.
This was a time travel that the Tsukumogami had never experienced before, filled with a sense of emptiness and loneliness. Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt his spiritual power being drained away, and even though it was early summer, his body felt a little cold. But there was always a warmth behind him, as if it could penetrate the heavy battle uniform and dispel his loneliness.
They returned to the familiar Honmaru as quietly as they had left.
The secret spiritual connection gave Tsurumaru Kuninaga a strong sense of belonging.
The random thoughts, mixed emotions and ideas that flashed through the teleportation array were swept away.
The sword-wielding god walked lightly, deliberately stepping on the grass that was covered with night dew, so as not to attract the attention of other people with sharp eyes by the sound of his hard soles stepping on the stone road.
It's just a little trouble.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga has a frown on his face and his facial features are all messy, making him look quite funny.
The God Judge's hair is too long!
Just tie it up with the leather strap! The wind blew it all over his face!
It was blocking his mouth and eyes. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, and now his hair was blocking his view! He almost missed the step!
Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't dare to shake his head. Shirasuwa lay on his shoulder, resting his head in his soft white hood. If he moved his head, the sleeping person would be awakened.
Don't go for shocking things at a time like this, Tsurumaru thought.
The inky long hair was well-groomed by Bai Qichuan, it was soft and shiny, with the fragrance of grass and trees.
With his hands occupied, Tsurumaru Kuninaga blew hard to get rid of the itch at the tip of his nose. His hair flew away briefly, then was brought back by the wind from the side and stuck to his face again.
…
Tsurumaru blinked helplessly, feeling that there was really nothing he could do about him!
He opened his mouth and took in the hair that had playfully scratched his cheek. The wet hair immediately became obedient and lay neatly between Tsurumaru's lips.
When the breeze blew again, Tsurumaru, as usual, pulled back the hair that blocked his vision and "arrested and jailed" Shirasikawa's fine black hair that fell in front of him.
I will apologize to the God Judge tomorrow.
Or just don't say it, no one will know anyway.
After solving the troublesome obstacle, Tsurumaru sent Shirasugawa back to the castle tower in a good mood.
This time he entered through the main gate - Bai Qichuan guessed correctly that even if he entered and exited through the main gate, no one would pay attention. After all, no one would expect that in the middle of the night, a gentleman who had always been law-abiding would suddenly rebel and run away from home.
Tsurumaru laid the sleeping Shinsengumi flat on the bed, wiped his face considerately, took off his shoes and socks, and put a white fur ball of the same style as his master's battle uniform into his arms.
Bai Qichuan rolled into the soft bed, turned over, hugged the furry thing contentedly, rubbed his face against it, and muttered to himself.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was about to quietly climb out the window and leave, suddenly became curious. He withdrew his hands from the windowsill and moved closer to listen.
"...Yaochi...Liuguang..."
Is this the god who dreamed of Takamagahara?
The white Tsukosanggami raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to listen carefully.
Under the moonlight, the Shinsengumi was still wearing the clothes she wore when she went out, sleeping peacefully on the bed. Her hair was scattered all over Shirasu-chan's front and back. A few strands of black hair were mixed in the white fluff of the pillow, creating a bright and eye-catching color contrast.
"…startled, the body gathers like a puff of wind, and the wings straighten to fly like snow…"*
…
"Crane, my heart longs for it..."
The white Tsukumogami jumped out of the window and left.
In the darkness, someone's heart skipped a beat.
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