Chapter 46: A Face as Beautiful as a Jade Weaving a Web of Love (3, 2, He Bai)…
The living room was bustling with activity. The attention of several children had been diverted and they were now enthusiastically discussing Kamen Rider's peripheral products.
Conan quietly moved closer to the pink-haired young man and asked quietly, "Is there anything special about him? You seem to be paying attention to him?"
How did Mr. Akai, an FBI agent, know Kito Shiya, a native of Japan? Could it be related to the organization?
Akai Shuichi comforted Conan, "He should have nothing to do with the organization. My fake identity is in the same school and under the same instructor as him. We are personal friends."
Conan dead fish eyes: "Personal relationship? Enemy?"
Isn't it obvious enough that Mr. Kito dislikes Mr. Akai? Children and Dr. Agasa may not be able to see it. In his eyes, Mr. Kito is just short of having a sign on his clothes saying "Don't talk to me, I don't get along with pink hair"!
Akai Shuichi's heart was mixed: You figured it out so quickly! I really can't hide anything from you!
However, he still looked innocent in response to Conan's complaints, and his tone of reply was also very aggrieved: "I don't know why, even though we rarely communicate, I seem to be hated unilaterally!"
Conan was very disappointed: "Then you should remember what you did to Mr. Kito!"
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With a loud bang, the balcony door was opened, and Ji Tengsi, holding his cell phone, returned to the living room.
He had just clearly rejected the request of the assistant of the Suzuki Foundation, and the other party did not insist, only saying that if he was interested in the future, he should be sure to contact them.
Ji Tengsi also wanted to go home.
"Going home" was not originally on his schedule for today, but the moment the fog in his mind dissipated, the image of two swords shaking appeared in his mind and could not be shaken off.
He knew that this short sword, a katana, could be transformed into a sword tsukumogami under certain conditions. That involved another mysterious and mysterious realm, tempting him to explore.
Perhaps humans always yearn for the unknown world. The legends of monsters and gods are so tempting! Even humans who are determined to devote themselves to physics cannot help but be attracted. The emotional impulse in rational thinking is stronger than ever!
His daily life is obviously fulfilling and rich, but he is not satisfied with it. After touching the edge of another world, he begins to want to explore and control it.
This may be a common problem among scholars...
But right now, the most important thing is this "interview". Dr. Agasa has not yet clearly told him whether he is qualified...
Thinking about all sorts of things in his mind, Ji Teng Si was holding the bowl given to him by the doctor and eating the beef in the bowl absent-mindedly.
His idea is: it is best to finish what the professor gives you, and try to leave a good impression on him. Even if it is made by Okiya, you have to eat it with your nose pinched!
Because he couldn't stand the irregularly shaped potato pieces in the bowl, he thought out of sight, out of mind, and simply didn't even look at the bowl in his hand, and just swallowed mechanically, mouthful after mouthful.
This caused Conan to secretly glance at him again and again.
How can you eat sweet beef? Mr. Akai must have put too much salt in it, so he used a lot of sugar to make up for it. Didn’t you see that everyone only took a bite and put down their bowls?
He can eat such dark food without changing his expression. He is really a "strong man"!
The "strong man" was thinking about the sword while also thinking about Okiya Subaru and Professor Agasa. His mind was busy and messy, like a hopeless candidate in the examination room who was full of urgency in his heart but couldn't help humming a song in his mind.
He was always obsessive and picky, so it was rare for him not to be picky about the imported goods. He was also very silent, and when Subaru Okiya and Professor Agasa were talking happily, he didn't even look at them.
Haibara Ai and Conan, who had been watching him from time to time, had already noticed that he was distracted.
I don't know if Mr. Akai did it on purpose, but he kept talking to the doctor and didn't talk to Mr. Kito. Is it really okay for several adults to ignore the guests and let the children receive them?
Ai Haibara tugged at the corner of Dr. Agasa's clothes, motioning the doctor to look at the man sitting on the sofa.
"Oh! I almost forgot!" The chubby doctor called Ji Teng Siye to bring him back to his senses, "Come over more often when you are free, I just need an assistant like you!"
Then Ji Tengsi also looked up, with a smile on his handsome face, obviously showing his joy.
Dr. Agasa: Hahaha, young man! I didn't expect that I am also a respected senior!
Kito Shiya, who was "showing his joy on his face", happened to see Okiya Subaru standing next to Dr. Agasa, holding a drink and giving him a congratulatory look.
My mood, which was originally a little turbulent, suddenly became blocked.
...Are you watching a joke? How unlucky.
*
After leaving the doctor's house, Ji Teng Si had no other plans for the day, so he temporarily returned home - not the dormitory, but the apartment he had lent to Fu Sangshen to live in.
The other side.
Gojo Satoru sat in the back seat of Ichichi Jiegao's black car, humming happily while scrolling through his phone intensively.
I don’t know what he saw so interesting, but Idi Chijiegao heard the man in the back seat hum with interest.
Gojo Satoru clicked on a push notification, which contained a short three-minute video.
This is the Suzuki Group's publicity for an exhibition held for its own consultants. Since early this morning, this news has been spreading all over the Internet, determined to create a big scene.
Jirokichi Suzuki contacted several museums and added his own private collection of swords to throw a huge stone into the pool of Japanese samurai sword culture.
Gojo Satoru replayed the first ten seconds of the video several times, and finally lifted up half of his blindfold to watch it again.
It was a brand new Japanese sword from Sanjin, totally out of place among the other cultural relics. There was no rust or chips on it, and it was as clean and complete as a newly made imitation.
But Gojo Satoru knew that there were no imitations more "real" than them.
A layer of strange, light pink "air" enveloped the three knives.
The flow pattern of "Qi" is similar to the cursed power on the body, but it is purer and completely different from the unknown breath of the cursed power.
The power born from human emotions continuously joins this airflow, and in the long flow, it is filled with people's awe and love for historical figures.
Even with the six eyes, it was the first time for him to see this color of power. The strongest teacher Gojo took two seconds to give this "peaceful energy" a name: "Let's call it 'spiritual power'."
Gojo Satoru didn't bother to think about whether the swords with the same name and surname collected in the museum were authentic if these three swords were real.
At first, he thought that this Sanzhen Sword was a cursed tool that was lost outside and collected by ordinary people as a treasure. The unknown cursed power on the cursed tool might harm the body of a normal person, and the curse world needed to send someone to recover it in time.
Even now, he still felt that they were perfect materials for making curse tools. They were solidly forged and less susceptible to damage than ordinary knives. Moreover, if the original spiritual power was preserved after being injected with curse power, it might bring additional damage to the curse!
Hmm...very good!
The willful white-haired teacher snapped his fingers!
Maki's Tuzuma is broken, compensate her with a better-looking one!
There's also Xiao Zhen! His thin arms and legs probably can't hold a katana, so give him Okita Souji's katana!
There is one left, should I give it to Xiaohui or Hisahito?
Hmm... Date Masamune's Candlestick Cutting...?
It sounds like she is good at cooking! Give it to Xiaohui! It is not okay for a boy not to know how to cook!
Ichichi Jiegao, who was driving diligently, had a bad feeling when Gojo Satoru made that nasal "hum~" sound.
Don't look for me, don't look for me, don't look for me...
"Ichichi!"
"Hi!"
After answering habitually, the man in the suit froze.
"I have an important task for you!" Gojo Satoru stretched out his arm and put his arm around the driver's shoulders from behind.
A devilish voice sounded beside my ear: "I believe you will do it, right?"
"...Yeah, yeah. Yes!"
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As Jiang Jiu's perspective changed, Bai Qichuan easily found the whereabouts of the two swords.
Rantoshiro, Naruko, and Ryougen Awataguchi were kept safely in Kito Shiya's house.
Bai Suchuan breathed a sigh of relief. Coming to the real world, there was finally some progress.
As a human being, if I go to Ji Teng Si and explain the situation, he should return it. After all, he seems to be a reasonable person. When the time comes, I will have to prepare some thank-you gifts, plus the money to "redeem" the sword, and present them together.
There is no need to rush to get these two for the time being. Bai Qichuan also obtained information about several other swords.
He used the excuse that he suddenly remembered that he could try the modern Internet mentioned in Hasebe's "One Thousand Questions" and guided Tsurumaru to search for information online on his mobile phone, and sure enough, he saw related promotion.
The Chokudai-kiri, Mikazuki, and Kiyomitsu are all in the collection of Suzuki Jirokichi, a consultant of a consortium in the present world, and will be exhibited to the public with invitations in three days. It may take more effort to retrieve the swords from him.
Fortunately, his whereabouts are no longer unknown.
only……
Shirasuga did not forget that there was still one person missing from the First Division - the captain of the First Division, the chief commander of the Honmaru, Yasakiri Hasebe.
"It will be easier now that we know where he is! It's better than looking around like a headless fly."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled easily and said, "Good! The 'Searching for the Lost Sword' project is 50% complete!"
No, it's not three out of six, it's actually five out of six, Bai Suchuan added silently.
Since the whereabouts of the sword are still unknown and those who already know the location cannot rush, Tsurumaru suggests going to the Jujutsu High School to inquire about the news as originally planned.
Bai Suchuan nodded.
In fact, they had already reached the foot of the college.
The vehicle that brought them here could not take them up the mountain, so they could only climb up slowly, step by step.
It was morning, not the hottest time of the day, but beads of sweat appeared on Bai Qichuan's forehead.
This mountain road has many steps and is fairly neat, but the mountain is too high and the road is too long. For the weak Shinsengumi with a limited stamina, climbing halfway is already exhausting.
Although the main gate is a secluded place, it is also strangely built on a flat area in the mountains. If you do not use the teleportation array, you can see the endless ancient steps and lush green trees on both sides.
Shirasuga did not walk past the stairs outside the Honmaru, and the tsukumogami who loved him naturally would not allow him to leave.
In fact, when he wanted to see the progress of Honmaruhata, if Shirasagi had not firmly disagreed, that group of fussy Tsukumogami would have wanted to carry him across the distance from the castle tower to the farmland!
Tsurumaru Kuninaga now wants to carry him on his back.
The physical strength of a katana-tsukumogami is simply not comparable to that of an ordinary human.
After climbing the stairs for a long time, Tsurumaru's pale face didn't even have a blush from the exercise, and he obviously didn't take the amount of exercise seriously. If he hadn't taken the pace of the Shinsengumi into consideration, he would have reached the top of the mountain long ago.
The Shinsengumi is stubborn and insists that he is not disabled and does not need to ask for help from others.
Unless it is absolutely necessary, I would not agree to let him carry me up the mountain.
There was no way out, Tsurumaru had to accommodate his lord who was obsessed with self-reliance.
At first, he tried hard to find topics to divert Shirasu's attention and let him not focus on his heavy legs. But then Shirasu gently persuaded him not to affect his walking anymore.
Okay, Tsurumaru stopped opening his mouth.
But his golden eyes never stopped.
There are many small animals in the forest. His eyes would occasionally chase a white rabbit that flashed by, and then pass by tree species he had never seen before. As long as he went out to see scenery he had never seen before, he would never be bored.
What concerned him most was the Shinsengumi who was walking side by side with him.
The young man's slightly tired breathing seemed to ring in his ears. Without looking, he could imagine the young man who was not good at sports with sweat all over his face and a healthy blush on his face.
It's a rare opportunity to go out, so it's good to exercise at the same time, but too much is as bad as too little. It's not good to exceed the upper limit.
He counted the breathing rhythm of the Shinsengumi to judge whether he needed to rest. If his physical strength really reached a dangerous level, he would score twice and forcibly carry him on his back.
Last time...
He thought back to their last trip to Wanwu, when the two of them were also alone and Shirasuka was exhausted. The sleeping Shinsengumi rested his head on his soft hood, his gentle breath spraying on his neck.
Her arms were loosely wrapped around his neck, and her fingers, intentionally or unintentionally, kept rubbing against the hair balls on his clothes.
The warm body temperature of humans easily passed through the clothes and reached him, making the constant-temperature Fusangshen feel hot. The hair that escaped from the hair rope was blown to his face by the evening breeze, and Tsurumaru seemed to be able to feel the itch at that time again...
Tsurumaru Kuninaga unconsciously turned his gaze to the young man's face again.
This was the umpteenth time since they came to the human world that their eyes looked at each other uncontrollably.
Of course young people are very good looking.
This human with a special cultural background loves cross-collared, wide-sleeved brocade robes. The silk cloud patterns reflect the light and occasionally attract Tsurumaru's attention.
The gentleman has a handsome face, a lively look, and his every move is smooth and elegant. His eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, like a young man raised by an aristocratic family in the heyday hundreds of years ago, gentle and kind.
Even though his behavior was not calm, he did not show the ugly appearance that most humans would show after high-intensity exercise. He just breathed quietly with his mouth half open.
Her appearance is no less graceful than that of the unique Tsukishōgami.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga always wondered, if the lord was a Tsukumogami, what would his true form look like?
Gentleman Sword? Tang Sword?
No, if it were the lord, it would not be a weapon with lethality, but the beautiful jade worn around the waist, the crimson grass planted in the manor, and all the harmless and beautiful scenery...
Such a Shinsengumi needs to be carefully cared for by servants, needs to be protected by ministers, needs to be loved by family, friends, lovers, and even everyone, whether it is respect, love, or pampering...
All eyes must be focused on him all the time, so that he can be protected tightly and a habitat with warm sunshine can be left for his pure and innocent soul.
“Hoo—ha…”
I could hear the humans' breathing becoming heavier and heavier. After calculating the distance, I realized that if we kept walking, my lord's legs would hurt tonight.
Tsurumaru once again offered to carry him up the mountain, and after a struggle, Shirasu agreed.
After another cup of tea, the two men saw the building of the Jujutsu High School.
As soon as he took another step, Tsurumaru felt that he was trapped in some soft barrier. A sticky feeling surged up like a sacrificial altar.
Tsurumaru and Shirasuka jumped back a few times, far away from the position that made him feel uneasy.
Shirasuka put his hand on Tsurumaru's shoulder, "Put me down."
Tsurumaru said, "What I just touched accidentally may be a barrier set up by the owner to prevent outsiders from entering. The small animals next to it can move freely, but maybe only the tsukumogami cannot. My lord, go and try it."
Bai Qichuan moved closer, stretched out his palm forward, and also felt a subtle resistance.
This force did not forcefully stop him from moving forward, but it made him feel like an unwelcome intruder, and that he would be threatened if he moved forward rashly.
"It seems that we can't go forward." Tsurumaru Kuninaga stopped the Shinsengumi who wanted to go forward. If Shirasuga went in and he couldn't follow, the lord would have no one to protect him in case of danger. He would never allow such a situation to happen.
Bai Suchuan turned to Tsurumaru and said soothingly, "It's okay. Our touch just now was also a greeting to the school's owner. Let's wait here, maybe someone will come to receive the guests."
This is the only way. Tsurumaru nodded.
They didn't wait outside the gate for long. Soon, a huge figure gradually became clear. The conflict between white and black colors caught people's attention.
…
It was rare for Bai Suchuan to be rude and stare at someone without blinking.
The physical fatigue and the shyness of being carried on someone's back were swept away.
The sun was shining brightly in the morning. He stood in the shadow of the leaves, watching the sunlight hit the bright white blocks, reflecting dazzling spots of light.
Looking directly at it even makes his eyes a little dry and produce some tears, but he doesn't care!
He blocked out all internal and external interference, even Tsurumaru Kuninaga's excited exclamations were filtered out behind his ears.
What in heaven's name did he see? ! !
A huge, taller than a human, walking upright, chubby and furry, bamboo bear!!
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