Chapter 49

After washing the dishes, he and the young master cleaned up the room of the candlestick Mitsutada, sent the censor back to the castle tower, and after a short vigil, Munechika kidnapped Kitsunesuke and returned to his own room.

Kitsunesuke was lifted onto his shoulders, his furry ears and tail drooping, one twitching and the other drooping, making him look terrified.

The first thing he did when he arrived at Munechika's room was to jump onto the tea table, and then asked cautiously, "Mikazuki-dono, what's wrong?"

It had a guilty look that surprised even Munechika, and its eyes were filled with confusion.

It seemed like he was thinking, "Maybe I did something wrong, but I don't know what, so I feel sorry anyway." Munechika didn't know why Kitsunesuke was like this.

Munechika ignored its behavior and opened the computer interface in front of Kitsunesuke.

This fox is the hub connecting the Time Government and an assistant to the Inquisitors. Judging from the way it manipulated the authority of Honmaru last time, it seems to be familiar with this kind of data.

So Munechika felt that he didn't need to explain much.

I will summon a new sword tomorrow.

If he was the only swordsman in Honmaru, it wouldn't be difficult for him to just hide Chidori if he occasionally spent some time on live broadcast.

But if there are more swords, Munechika really doesn't have the confidence that he can hide.

The reason why it cannot be known is also very simple.

Between a Mikazuki Munechika who seems a little subtle on the Internet and a Mikazuki Munechika who does illogical things in real life, the latter is definitely easier to detect.

Since Munechika has no intention of leaving, he must nip all the hidden dangers in the bud.

Of course, the most important thing is that if it is a new sword that is awakened... maybe it doesn't need to be hidden like this. After all, every time it is awakened, it is half blank, and its non-core habits will change with the experience after becoming a god of death.

This is also the reason why he dares to broadcast live on the Internet.

The problem now is that the sword that is about to be awakened is a former colleague of Mikazuki Munechika. Although the exact time is unknown, they have been together for at least seven years.

Munechika's men consciously grasped the Mikazuki that had been securely placed on their waists.

"This, this is..." Kitsunesuke took a look at the computer and pulled out a familiar web screen recording from the virtual projection screen on his chest in shock. He then fell into a brief but subtle silence.

Recently, the live broadcast of the Three Moons,

Is that you?

"Oh." Munechika glanced at the page. He was on the backstage, while Kitsunesuke opened the front stage. Even though Kitsunesuke didn't finish his words, he seemed to see through it and admitted it easily with a smile.

He told Kitsunesuke that besides wanting him to keep it secret, he also wanted him to keep it secret for him.

If the live broadcast is not regular, it will lose viewers, and the same will happen if it is short. And he may have less and less time to broadcast live, but there is no such trouble for video.

It is not impossible for him to make a video by himself, but the placement of the camera and the recording time will cause a lot of footage to be wasted if he is alone, and re-recording will also take a lot of time.

But if I have Kitsune's help, I can change the angle, start recording, arrange the shooting scene and clean up the environment.

It would definitely be much faster to do it alone.

The chance of being discovered will also be reduced.

What's more, the little fox knew that he was not the previous Mikazuki. Although it was not known how much it understood, it still knew this most superficial point.

In this case, it is really the best candidate for assistance.

Regarding the sword of this Honmaru, regarding Chidori, hiding his differences, and the matter of live broadcast and video.

Even if he can bring funds to maintain the operation of Honmaru, Kitsunesuke will most likely not refuse.

In fact, as he expected, after hearing his request, Kitsunesuke immediately agreed with a solemn vow.

Seeing this, Munechika asked Kitsunesuke to transfer the money in the account to the account in Honmaru. They agreed to meet the next morning, and then he sent the kid to accompany the judge and returned to the computer.

The golden chat box has not been replied yet and has been hidden in the background.

This call came up, and Munechika's fingertips hovered over the keyboard.

What are the conditions?

Munechika recalled his career as an artist. To be honest, he had an idol burden, but he could also say that he didn't have one.

I say yes because he cares a lot about his image and must show his best and most handsome side in front of the camera.

Whether he falls or has an accident, he can keenly capture the camera and the sight, and then respond naturally.

This is why every time the paparazzi go to capture some dirty laundry about Chiaki Ishigami, they always end up taking beautiful pictures that make their fans scream.

Miserable, paparazzi, miserable.

I said no because he is very daring. If his teammates are unwilling to do something ugly in the variety show, as long as they are not bad people, he will take the initiative to take over, whether it is plowing the fields or going to a dusty warehouse.

It doesn't matter if you get covered in dust while looking for something.

Whether it's playing an ugly role, dressing up as a woman or reciting cheesy lines, he dares to do it all in front of the camera.

Therefore, while becoming a popular new star, he also became the top male artist with the least idol burden.

Zong Jin actually doesn’t know much about the business of being a live broadcaster. Although he will broadcast, live broadcasting by an artist is different from that by an ordinary professional anchor.

But for customization, it should be nothing more than what is mentioned above, right?

The second line of the play "Dressing Up as a Woman"... or something like that?

A long time passed from the time he received the message to the time he finished dealing with so many things, and during this period, Munechika had been thinking about it vaguely.

If this is the case, it is not unacceptable.

Of course, any content that damages the image of Mikazuki Munechika must be passed.

In short, even if cooperation is really necessary, it cannot be decided in just a few words. Both parties involved in the transaction will naturally test each other's bottom line.

But judging from what the other party has said so far, it seems that they will not set conditions that are particularly difficult for others.

Munechika finally decided to reply and ask for details.

It was already late at night, and he didn't expect a reply from the other party, so he closed the window after sending the message.

Go aside and turn on the recording device.

The Pillow Book that was recited a few hours ago was read out slowly in a whisper-like manner, recorded by a high-quality sound card and turned into a file.

But to make a video, audio alone is not enough.

I placed the lens, extinguished the candles, and put the mattress on the spot where the moonlight was brightest.

Munechika crawled into the quilt, rolled around a bit to mess up his battle clothes, then crawled out. With his eyes resting on his arms, he stared at the camera lens on another pillow beside him and pressed the shutter.

Photos taken in a dark environment will have various problems, such as image quality, blur, and low contrast, but these are not a problem for Zong Jin.

After retouching the photos to high-definition quality and setting the composite video for scheduled release, he went to wash up and change into his underwear.

Then he happily crawled into bed and fell asleep happily.

The most comfortable sleep!

It was just after 6am.

Nanquan Ichimonji was leaning against the sliding door of the castle tower, keeping watch.

He was my attendant for the past two days.

It is called night watch, which means resting on an iron bed in a shed that has been built outside the castle tower for some time. It is also called the sleep-destroying shift.

He woke up early today, so he waited for the Utsusemi Kanesada, who was on duty, to come in.

While preparing breakfast, I leaned against the sliding door and thought about Mikazuki Munechika whom I met yesterday afternoon.

They didn't exchange much words at the time. Nanquan Ichimonji hadn't reacted to Mikazuki Munechika's question and answered instinctively without thinking.

When he came to his senses, the other party took the item, said goodbye to him politely and left.

After he could no longer see the blue figure, Nanquan Ichimonji stayed there in silence for a while and went to gather his own team.

Then you have to lead the way, take care of your teammates, and bring the entire team back to the main castle safely.

Nanquan Ichimonji then calmed down and devoted himself to leading the team.

Afterwards, he returned to the Honmaru to be examined by the Shinto Judge to see if he was injured. After gathering for dinner and cleaning up a bit, he watched the Shinto Judge's live broadcast in the castle tower, and then was pulled to play a controller game together.

When it comes to games, Nanquan Ichimonji is always busy and has no time to daydream. Besides, it would be very rude to be distracted in front of the judge.

After that, I washed and looked after the judge, then went to sleep and rested. The next time I had free time was now.

It's a good time for him to think about it.

Didn't the Shinsengumi say that the other party didn't want the people in Honmaru to find out?

Then why is the person who came Mikazuki Munechika?

According to this logic, Mikazuki Munechika...

No, no, no, it can't be that Mikazuki is going to broadcast live. Could it be that he is the only one who is particularly trusted by the Judge? But Mikazuki is definitely a member of the Honmaru family. There is no reason for him to be excluded.

At this point, an idea suddenly occurred to him. Ah! That's right, isn't it also a form of concealment if I just say I'm coming to get something without telling you what it is?

That's strange, they didn't mention each other's judge at all in their conversation!

Generally speaking, shouldn’t the opening line be “Excuse me, are you the delivery man the host mentioned?”?

But this Zhen Sanrizuki was like, "Are you the one who wants to trade with me this time?"

When he finally left, he said, "Haha, I did receive it. Please thank that adult for me. And, thank you for your hard work, Nanquan."

At the same time, there seemed to be a gentle gratitude in those eyes.

At this moment, even the memory of Nanquan Ichimonji makes my cheeks hot.

It is recognized as the most beautiful blade in the world and it is indeed very lethal.

There was no Mikazuki Munechika in his Honmaru. This was the first time he saw Mikazuki Munechika outside of a battle, except during drills. He couldn't really describe it, except...

No, the more I think about it, the more I feel that I should

The person doing the live broadcast is Mikazuki Munechika!

“Aaaaaaa——”

The scream coming from inside the sliding door made Nanquan Ichimonji's hair stand on end. He meowed subconsciously, then quickly took a step forward and opened the sliding door. The bamboo sliding door could not bear the weight and scattered fine crumbs.

"Meow! Master, what happened?!"

No one could tell what was happening.

In the light from the half-drawn curtains, Nanquan Ichimonji could clearly see his own inquisitor, wrapped in a quilt without any image, with disheveled hair, lying on the ground with his back to him.

The surroundings that were not blocked were lit up by the light of the screen. He lowered his head and shouted again, holding his cell phone.

Perhaps she heard Nanquan Ichimonji's voice, she stopped screaming, paused for a while, and then suddenly sobbed again.

Nanquan Ichimonji was at a loss as to what to do after hearing the cry, and he didn't care about being rude and just walked into the house.

"Owner?!"

Just when he was panicking and didn't know what to do, and was frantically thinking about which Zhendao he could ask for help, the Inquisitor raised his head.

"Ooo ...

The fist belonging to the girl's skeleton hit the bed. When the inquisitor got up, the ears under his hair were already red. Then he asked Nanquan Ichimonji beside him seriously.

Only then did Nanquan Ichimonji see the judge's clean face without any traces of tears, but with a red face.

"Do you think I can ask him to take responsibility if I'm pregnant?"

“……?!!” Who did this? !

Even though he sensed that the situation seemed a little tricky, Nanquan Ichimonji had the urge to draw his sword when he heard these words.

Perhaps his expression was too obvious, the censor also reacted and calmed down a little. After holding his forehead and lifting his hair with his hand, he unplugged the earphones from the phone and threw it into Nanquan Ichimonji's arms.

She got out of it quickly.

"Ah, Meow-chan, don't worry about it, that's not what I meant."

She bent her knees and put her elbows on them, with a beautiful face that could make her an internet celebrity, and sat in a very elegant and graceful manner.

"That's just a way of expressing excitement. I'm not really pregnant, and it's not a surprise. Don't be nervous. I'm not really crying... I was just too moved."

She let out a long breath, and her voice when she spoke seriously was as pleasant as the sound of a spring, completely different from the madness just now.

"I don't know what happened, I just watched a video."

Nanquan Ichimonji looked at the suspension

The progress bar on the phone screen went black, probably having been pulled to the beginning when the Inquisitor swung it over. While he was relieved that the Inquisitor was fine, he was also a little resistant to the video that caused his Inquisitor to react like this.

…What is it?

In the end, curiosity got the better of him and he clicked on the video.

"The spring dawn is the best. The mountaintops gradually turn white..."

With almost no buffering, the low, soft, whispering voice came through the stereo.

Then, a dreamy CG-like scene gradually appeared in the video from nothing.

It was a photo of Mikazuki Munechika.

The other person's hair was sticking out as if he was woken up in the middle of sleep, and the tassels seemed to be a little loose, much lower than where they should be, and the golden tail slid above his eyebrows.

The collar and lining are more open than when dressed properly, and the upper arm is stretched out and disappears from the picture.

Just looking at the picture, I feel like I am in his arms.

What is more striking than these is the gentle and gentle eyebrows and the slightly upturned lips. When you see this picture, you will be attracted by the expression and can't take your eyes away.

Coupled with the whisper-like reading, one can perfectly imagine being hugged and coaxed to sleep by Mikazuki Munechika.

As the sound was emitted, the fever that had subsided somewhat surged up again. She covered half of her face and slowly slid from a sitting position to a prone position on the mattress, then turned over and lay on her side, screaming silently.

Who took this photo, himself?

No, this is too much.

The moment he saw the picture clearly, he threw the phone onto the judge's quilt. Nanquan Ichimonji was like throwing away a hot potato, his eyes wide open in confusion, his heart pounding, and in his mind, at this moment, he and his judge were both happy about something else.

——Luckily, my master is not a stranger, there is no Mikazuki in Honmaru.

Otherwise it's all over.

On how to look directly at Mikazuki Munechika.

On the other side, Sochin, who had set the timer to send a message at 6 o'clock, woke up and took a look at the backstage.

Chidori usually sleeps until nine o'clock.

So he planned to make use of this free time, ask Kitsunesuke who just joined the team last night to do the hard work, and then make a video.

You know, after Kadokudaikiri is awakened, it will be very difficult to use Honmaru at this time.

It's a rare opportunity to choose a location. Should I make a cooking video that's a little flawed and simple, or...

He also

Before I could finish my thought, I saw a new red mark on the sponsor’s profile picture in the background.

[So, are 'thin black gloves' okay?]

[The format is not limited, live broadcast or video is fine, the clothing is not limited, the content is not limited, just need to show this element.]

[This is a deposit.]

Then.

A message about a small transfer of 20,000 yuan popped up.

Looking at the pending transfer information, Munechika hissed inwardly.

Is this the amount of money you get with such lenient conditions?

When Kitsunesuke comes over later, he will really ask if it is illegal to take this.

If not...

So what.

Cangtaiqili, can you lend me the gloves for playing matches in your room?

The author has something to say: Ah, next chapter, white shirt with half-rolled sleeves and full-finger black gloves.

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I have to go out to sweep graves with my family tomorrow. It takes several hours to go there and back by car. We have to go there early in the morning and basically won’t be able to touch the computer for most of the day, for fear that we will have to have a dinner party afterwards.

Once I went to sweep graves and it was already nine o'clock in the evening when I got home.

Don’t ask for leave yet, I’ll take a look... I’ll update it if I can.

I added +1 to the extra update a few days ago because of the radar line. If there is no update tomorrow, I will move it to the extra update.

I remember how much I owe, and I won't give up.

Damn, forgot to say, Happy May Day everyone!!

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Sheng Hua, Qian Jun Jiu Jiu 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Qiongjiu; 2 bottles of the researcher who stayed up late; 1 bottle of Qianchunjiu wine;

The tiger touches the angels' wings, muah.

Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!

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