Chapter 54: Numb soul, unspeakable dark parasite, teasing shyness...
Deep in the quiet soul world.
This is the most sincere place, because the soul cannot lie.
This place was once the home of the Oda family, whom Hasebe both loved and hated, but now it is the home of his soul - the Honmaru where his beloved lord lives.
As a reflection of the Creator's favorite place, this world was once full of birdsong and flowers. But now, the grass and trees are still, and the blooming flowers are like plastic products with no fragrance.
The scenery hasn't changed, it's the heart that has changed.
The sunlight shone directly on the corner where the Tsukumogami was, but it did not bring any heat.
It was cold and quiet, there was not even the sound of wind, everything was stagnant.
——The soul of the Fusangjin withered along with the vitality of Honmaru...
[Lord, let’s just think of Hasebe as broken…]
No longer observing the world from the perspective of swords, the ancient katana has closed off this world, and even the concept of time has been abandoned.
The self-proclaimed blade of loyalty turned into a master-devouring blade. No matter how agitated, cursing, wailing, and crying the soul was, it still pierced the abdomen of the person you cherished the most under the will of others!
From then on, Yakiri Hasebe decided to commit suicide to atone for his sins when he found the opportunity.
[That's it...
Don't wake me up...
Please let me perish in eternal torment...】
The thought of revenge against the cursed spirit has never even occurred to him. The fragile heart of this Tsukumogami who has existed for hundreds of years has been filled with despair, completely occupied by self-mutilation and death, and what is left here is only a body with an empty soul.
[Please don't look for me, I can't be the master's sword.
How can I, who have committed such a huge mistake, return to you as if nothing had happened?
Broken Knife is my only destination! 】
With this thought in mind, the gray-haired Fusangshen abandoned himself here, shed tears and waited for the end.
At this point, this soul world should respect the soul's own wishes and seal itself off from now on.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the outside world and invaded with a destructive force, breaking the solidified world and bringing this imaginary Honmaru to life.
"Alive" again.
The rotten wood is blooming with flowers, and the bright red petals are smiling.
Bloodstains appeared in the soil where the flowers and plants were grown. The wind blew from an unknown direction, bringing violence and chaos to the silent courtyard.
The arrogant and evil laughter mixed in with the wind, showing tyranny and evil—
If Higekiri and Ishikirimaru were here, they would be able to realize at the first moment that some evil spirit has awakened here!
The courtyard became eerie and dark. As "Yakiri Hasebe" with black lines all over his body took his first steps, the deserted Honmaru became a mountain of bones and a sea of blood.
【……】
The man kneeling on the ground closed his eyes in pain, curled up his body, and buried his face numbly...
*
Nanami Kento avoided the touch of this special cursed spirit, not giving him any chance to use his magic. However, his body shape was too unpredictable, and his ability to repair was also very strong. It was not easy to exorcise him in one fell swoop.
Fortunately, the opponent might be newly born and lack of experience. It is fair for a first-level sorcerer to deal with this kind of battle.
"Is the technique public? It's useless."
The real person once again released the stored cyborgs to disrupt the opponent. The alien pieces of flesh were no longer in human form, and they kept yelling out some of their obsessions before death, which were decisively exorcised by Nanami Kento.
"How cruel! They are the same kind as you, right?"
The indifferent Nanami Kento ignored it.
Once again, he was almost approached by a real person. The sorcerer jumped high to avoid the thorny spherical limbs, found his balance, and landed on a three-meter-wide flesh bridge with a human face. This was a little human girl, who was still mumbling for her mother after her death.
...Putting aside those inappropriate emotions, the mature sorcerer who was used to the injustice of the world swung his hand and slashed it down cleanly.
The flesh bridge broke and he fell with gravity.
He thought his heart was cold and hard enough that he would not waver for even a moment.
only……
!
When his feet touched down, the sorcerer's breathing changed, but he soon had to roll over to avoid the attacking real person.
The leg of the trousers was punctured. There was a cut from the calf to the ankle!
ambush?
Have you been infected?
No, the contact time was very short and there was no discomfort to the feet.
If you get hit, this cursed spirit will definitely mock you out of spite.
Was it the cyborg who did it just now?
He thought he had shown no mercy and had cleansed the flesh bridge when he was injured.
He didn't have time to take a closer look as the real person who was chasing him was forced to a far distance away from him. Nanami Kento only caught a glimpse of a metallic reflection there.
It looks familiar, I think I saw it today. ...It looks like a blade?
The urgency of the battle did not give him time to think carefully, and his combat instinct quickly judged: this is not important.
I have never seen a cursed spirit use cursed tools as a means of attack, not to mention that this humanoid cursed spirit's technique is obviously activated by the flesh. Even if it just relies on instinct to fight, it is impossible for it to give up the long-range attack!
Maybe I was seeing things. Maybe it was just something that the transformed person wore before his death.
The battle ended quickly, and before the sewer collapsed, Kento Nanami left the trivial matter behind and evacuated quickly.
After a long time, the real person who had shrunk his body and crawled out from the rubble in the gap between the wall and the ground breathed a sigh of relief.
“Huh! I finally got it out! The sorcerer is so difficult to deal with. He pushed me to this extent.”
The hearty battle made him very satisfied, and he said to himself: "Well, I have become much more proficient in the techniques, so this trip was not in vain."
The naked body rolled on the ground twice in exhaustion, "It seems I forgot something. I'll ask Xia Yu for the clothes later. What did you forget?"
Suddenly he sat up: "Ah! My knife!"
The real person looked back at the pile of rubble from the wall that weighed a thousand pounds, and spread it on the ground in giving up.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to look for it. At worst I can wait for humans to clean up this place and then look around again!"
*
The body of Hasebe, which was inserted into the piece of meat, was crushed underneath after the load-bearing wall collapsed.
If nothing unexpected happens, the people who clean up the site will eventually move these stones away and find the famous sword "Yakiri" hidden underground. At that time, people may have countless discussions about "which one of the Yakiri Hasebe is the real one"...
In the darkness, traces of the battle were buried, and the residue left by the first-level sorcerers and special-level cursed spirits made this place a forbidden area for low-level cursed spirits.
The auxiliary supervisor in charge of logistics on the ground also pulled up yellow lines to prevent passers-by from approaching.
until……
The dim blade exuded wisps of black energy, and an ominous red light flooded the handle.
“Gugu——”
A bird-shaped third-level cursed spirit, relying on the ability to pass through walls with low-level curses, was the first to devour the blade!
Expanding, squeezing...a powerful curse was born.
…
When carrying out the mission of "correcting the history of Yuji Itadori's fake death", Yasakiri Hasebe once used his real body to pierce the opponent's heart.
Just as he and his team were about to return to Honmaru, the space became chaotic and the time converter went out of order. They were thrown back to the main body uncontrollably and fell to the ground with a clang.
Soon, he discovered that there were twisted and disgusting cursed spirits around him, and that there was spiritual power on his body that did not belong to his lord.
He can see it!
It’s a good thing that he can see the curse. He has new skills and can protect the lord more comprehensively!
However, he did not expect that, because of his cursed power, an evil humanoid cursed spirit took him away from the many swords. From then on, the sword "Yakiri Hasebe" parted ways with his colleagues and embarked on another rugged road...
My colleagues and the government at the time were unaware of all this.
The person to whom he devoted his whole heart naturally had no way of knowing.
*
"I have something to tell you about the gift last night." Bai Suchuan shyly pushed Tsurumaru's arm and said with his eyes downcast.
"Tsuruma, let me go first."
"A little... a little embarrassing."
Staring at the white wall behind Shirasukawa, Tsurumaru felt dizzy and even had a brief tinnitus.
At that moment, he wanted to hug her tighter, wanted to bury his head in the jade-white neck so close, wanted to kiss the earlobe of the Shinsengumi under her loose black hair...
Want to do something offensive.
But no.
At least not now.
Tsurumaru released the hand that was hugging Shirasuka.
He distanced himself, rubbed his head, and adjusted his expression.
When the Shinsengumi recovered from his serious injury and regained consciousness, he was indeed unable to control his excitement and embraced her, but he soon calmed down. The subsequent embrace was just a desire for human body temperature.
The excuse of being unable to control oneself is probably no longer valid. Even if the Shinsengumi is fooled by the excuse of being "frightened", they will probably be more cautious about these close contacts from now on, and will not be as ignorant as before.
He was mentally prepared: he confessed his feelings to the slow-witted Shinsengumi so early because he knew that even if this timid human was moved, he would inevitably experience an inner struggle due to various concerns.
Even if they cannot succeed quickly, at least they can maintain their original way of getting along. After the lord receives this hint, he can find opportunities to impress the other party in the long run.
But yesterday he made a big mistake, putting Shirasu River in danger, and Tsurumaru felt afraid to face it...
As if it was his last struggle before being judged, Tsurumaru made jokes and pretended to touch his pocket.
"The gift from last night? It seemed to have fallen out during the battle? Oh, my lord, you can't get it now even if you want it. Because it's just a scare tool, it's not an important thing. It was too dark and He couldn't see clearly, so he didn't care when he found out that the thing was missing."
Bai Suchuan tilted his head and said regretfully: "Can't you find it?"
…actually in the sleeve.
Tsurumaru spread his hands and sighed.
"What a pity! The jade pendant is the most expensive, and I spent most of it on the Xiaopan I brought back from the expedition! So much money! And yet I only used it once, and I even wanted to show off to Koubo and Mikazuki! What a waste, hiss! Oh no! My heart is bleeding!" He covered his chest exaggeratedly.
Bai Qichuan opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed his words.
Tsurumaru kept talking: "The comb is so useful! When Kokitsunemaru comes to Honmaru, I can give it to him for a second use. The hairpin is also beautiful. Your hair is messy. If you haven't lost it, now is the perfect time to use it..."
Whenever Shirasu Chuan wanted to speak, Tsurumaru would interrupt him and leave him speechless. Seeing that Tsukumogami didn't give him a chance to speak, the gentle lord could only sit on the bed and listen quietly, with a faint smile in his clean black eyes.
Soon, Shirasuga was amused by Tsurumaru Kuninaga's mumbling and couldn't help laughing.
The dull human could not see Tsurumaru's affectionate gaze lingering on the top of his head.
Bai Suchuan comforted: "It's okay if you can't find it."
He put an end to the matter: "Since it was just a 'carefully designed scare', I won't say more to you. However, this matter is really embarrassing and annoying. Don't mention it again in the future. You and I will get along as usual. This teasing will not happen again."
"Oh, this won't happen again? Crane can't help his nature now~ 'I love you the most' is not a lie!"
"Tsurumaru!"
"My entire knife is yours, and of course my heart is yours too~"
"Hahaha, my lord, you are so cute! Your ears are red!"
"It would be fine if you didn't change, but how can you make it worse!"
"Haha! Sorry sorry!"
See it as a 'teasing'...
Tsurumaru endured the bitterness in his heart. This was already much better than the worst outcome he had imagined...
Fortunately, they still have a lot of time, and he still has a long, long time to keep his slow-witted little master under control.
*
Jiang Jiu carefully observed Tsurumaru's expression from Bai Suchuan's perspective. It seemed exactly the same as usual, with a lively expression, even a little frivolous, and his clean eyes under his white eyelashes were generously exposed, and he could see a smile on his face. There was no trace of sadness at all.
While joking, he looked natural and open-minded, as if the person who misunderstood was the one with something to hide.
Actually, to be honest, Jiang Jiu really wants to try the love line.
After all, this was the first time a [Confession Event] had appeared in all the time he had been playing the game!
Jiang Jiu only realized last night that the purpose of his playing games was to experience a diverse life, but so far, his focus seems to have been entirely on his career!
Build infrastructure, recruit subordinates, fight, improve strength, make money, do scientific research, develop personal connections...
Hiss! The office slave is actually me!
This won't work! The Sims should also simulate love! How can we just focus on career in the game? !
Tsurumaru Kuninaga is also good-looking and has a suitable personality. Most importantly, he somehow completed his self-attack strategy and took the initiative to develop a love branch!
Is this something I can achieve? A stunned and shocked face.
Unfortunately, Jiang Jiu didn't seize the opportunity at that time. He was stunned for a long time by Bai Qichuan's shock and confusion! Because the game time flows normally, the choice of "real" is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Players who missed the countdown of the option could not read the file.
Jiang Jiu: Older mother and single male social worker sheds tears of sadness.jpg
So he decided that when the pink event comes out again, he must seize the opportunity to experience [love], this blushing and heart-pounding little elf!
However, when Jiang Jiu played the pseudonym of Bai Qichuan, he was influenced by the character's experience and avoided the matter of sharing the peach and the gay sleeves. Due to his cowardly character, he subconsciously wanted to smooth things over.
I finally mustered up the courage to speak up and have a serious talk with Tsurumaru, but once the subject was changed, my courage disappeared into thin air, and I could only think of muddling through and putting it off.
...Indeed, it is really difficult to ask the [cowardly] upright gentlemen of ancient times to put their unethical feelings on the table.
Modern society no longer cares about these things. Only the stubborn ancients would care about them.
Ah! The game officials can deliberately increase the difficulty in this aspect!
Just during the time of hesitation, Jiang Jiu was surprised to find that Bai Qichuan's physical strength actually decreased because he had spent his energy to speak!
...Ah this!
"Mental work" is a type of "labor", Mark x is not lying to me!
The system never prompted again, and Jiang Jiu reasonably suspected that it would not be easy for the NPC [Tsurumaru Kuninaga] to create another confession event.
Sure enough, it was a good opportunity to express his feelings, but he fooled it with a prank.
Whenever Jiang Jiu wanted to control Bai Qichuan to take the initiative when he was out of character, he would become hesitant once he got into character...
Oh my god, we’re at a stalemate!
Jiang Jiu: Damn it, I can’t even fall in love in the game, will I never be able to get rid of the title of love black hole? !
Is God telling me to accept my fate as soon as possible?
…
"The college ward doesn't have air conditioning in the middle of summer! Is this still modern society?! I'm sweating all over, and 'a crane stained with sweat' is not a nice name."
"Oh, my lord, you should wash up first! Mr. Gojo lent us two sets of clothes so that we can get some rest before going to look for him. It's just right to change after taking a shower. I always see you wearing similar robes. It's time to change your style!"
"Wait, who is Mr. Gojo?"
Tsurumaru urged as he stood up and pushed Shirasechuan's back from behind, trying to wake him up from his lazily sleeping state.
"We'll talk later! I can't wait to collect the lord's light-armored portrait! Go, go!"
A pair of hands touched his shoulders and spine. Even though there was clothing between them and the warmth from the palms didn't reach him, Bai Suchuan shivered as if he was scalded.
As if realizing something, he turned to look at the person behind him, only to see the hem of his clothes that was scratched.
Tsurumaru put down his hand very naturally and pulled his sleeve instead.
The tone and actions are still the same as usual.
Bai Qichuan felt weak all over. When he put on his shoes and stood up, his legs went weak for a moment, but he managed to stand up on his own.
He took a few steps with difficulty, and he could feel a faint force pulling on his hair. When he turned around, he found that Tsurumaru had lifted up his hair like an irritated cat, and was spinning it around his fingertips. When he was discovered, he tilted his head to look at him with an innocent look.
Aren't you always urging him?
What is this for?
Come to think of it, Tsurumaru seemed to pay attention to his hair a lot? When he was a valet, he would take the initiative to take care of it every morning, and would touch it whenever he had the chance during the day. When they were taking a hot spring bath together, he would hold up the shampoo and yell that he wanted to wash his hair.
When I just opened my eyes, did he rub against me twice when he hugged me?
Being questioned by Bai Suchuan's eyes, Tsurumaru was not embarrassed at all, "There is no bathroom in the infirmary. Gojo Satoru opened a student dormitory for us, which is far away from here. You don't have much strength now, come on, it's time for the 'Tsurumaru' to return to the arena! Or do you want to try a different posture, lord?"
Bai Suchuan wanted to refuse. When his mind was clear, he deliberately avoided such behaviors that could easily lead to misunderstanding.
He always wondered: Was it because of these ignorant and intimate actions that Tsurumaru developed the illusion of love?
Tsurumaru and his companions have just begun their lives as tsukumogami, but he has already been in the human world for more than twenty years. As a Shinsengumi, he has to slowly guide the ignorant newborn souls. He must not speak too harshly, but must learn to forgive and also be careful not to hurt others unintentionally.
"I'm fine, it's just a few steps, how can you be so squeamish?"
Shirasuka was already being very tactful, but he still stole a glance at Tsukumogami's expression after he finished speaking.
"Your legs are weak, yet you're still trying to be strong." He muttered softly.
"It was fine before... okay." Tsurumaru let go of his hand.
"Then my lord, let me help you?" The dazzling golden eyes met the human's gaze, and Bai Qichuan actually detected a hint of caution in it.
In Shirasukawa's ears, there was a hint of trembling in Fusangshen's voice. After being rejected, he tried hard not to reveal his frustration and tried to appear indifferent.
But this is already the biggest anomaly!
If it were before, this naughty guy would have been persistent and would not miss the opportunity to reduce his physical strength consumption!
This Tsurumaru...
They use excuses to hide their true feelings, try hard to be self-disciplined and polite, but are driven by instinct to get closer, without realizing that their hearts are hurt.
It was like he mustered up the courage to take a step forward, but was hurt by words, yet he was reluctant to leave the bad guy who hurt him and gave him candy. He carefully maintained his balance, stepped on the single-plank bridge, and dared not express his feelings directly... He was no longer like the reckless crane.
Soft-hearted humans can't help but feel sad. When the force pulling on the hair disappeared, he felt his scalp numb.
"That's not what I meant... Never mind..."
The man in bloodstained white clothes with messy hair turned around to face the white-haired Tsukumogami, closed his eyes and opened his hands as if he had given up resistance.
He stammered as if he couldn't begin to speak, his face turning red with embarrassment.
"bring it on."
"Just the same as before."
He didn't notice Tsurumaru's smirk, and with his eyes closed he allowed the familiar body to approach.
His arms were pulled apart, his legs were touched by hands that didn't belong to him, and his chest was pressed tightly against another person again, leaving no gap. He secretly clenched his hands around Tsurumaru's body, and swallowed his saliva for no apparent reason.
With his feet still on the ground, the human was shaking slightly and uncontrollably, so shy that his toes were curled up.
…This is obviously not the first time, why is it so difficult this time?
Ooooh, fingers, too high...
Tsurumaru saw that his shy lord was afraid of making him sad, so he obeyed his wishes, but he looked ready to die. He pinched his white fingers until they turned red. He was so adorable.
The lord must be struggling in his heart right now, right? Although his confession was misunderstood, he accidentally achieved his original goal - to become less slow!
The thousand-year-old sword suppressed the desire at the corner of his mouth, and pressed his fingers tighter as if deliberately teasing.
"Move your arms forward a little bit, hold on tight, I'm about to get up."
Baisuchuan buried his head in Tsurumaru's neck and nodded imperceptibly.
"Hahaha, lord, you're making me so itchy!"
"Let's go, stop talking..." A muffled voice came out from between the clothes, and the human, who had made himself red, buried his face in the soft hood again.
Tsurumaru moved slowly, and before he reached the door, it was knocked hard.
"Mr. He, Mr. Bai, are you still here? Teacher Gojo asked me to lead the way for you." The silly voice of the panda came.
?
!
Shirasuga quickly patted Tsurumaru's shoulder.
This is so embarrassing! Put me down now!
Tsurumaru: What's so embarrassing about this? I'm not doing anything bad!
Ignoring the human's struggles, Tsurumaru held onto Shirasu's thighs tightly, preventing him from getting down.
"Why are you not happy when the pandas come? Do you like pandas so much?"
"What are you talking about?!" Afraid of being caught in an impolite scene, Bai Qichuan tried his best to suppress his voice, but there was a hint of collapse in it.
But the person outside the door is still trying to make his presence felt.
"Strange, with Glass's medical skills, it shouldn't have taken so long for him to wake up?" The two people in the room could even imagine Panda's puzzled expression.
“Crash——”
"It's so noisy! You interrupted my pure love drama!"
A screen suddenly opened in the infirmary, and Ieiri Shoko ignored Shirasawa's stunned expression and walked calmly past, pulling the door open.
"Don't question my medical skills!"
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