Chapter 73

The machinery that was running didn't seem to be working today.

They made a low hum, the fans turned slowly, and there was only a faint white noise.

"Kamekazu Shinmune has one, Yamaubakiri Kunihiro has one, and Akashi Kuniyuki has one too. Based on the poverty they have shown and the extent of their subsequent improvement, even if we exclude the possibility that Ryūsaburo and Sanzanto go to the battlefield to get a new sword, assuming that this situation exists, the personal abilities of the judges in this Honmaru are not enough to summon a new sword so quickly."

Neither Guijia Zhenzong nor Akashi.National Edition will drop from low-level maps.

For an untrained sword, going to the advanced map is simply seeking death.

"That is to say, there is a high probability that the Shinsengumi in this Honmaru has been replaced. The sword is originally in the Honmaru, with a high vibration number and high level. Even if the sword is not awakened, their original battle uniforms can be obtained."

The standing man in proper attire placed a few packets of Want Want ice cream cakes next to the young man who was speaking, and stood behind him and asked, "But why is it Mikazuki Munechika? He is broadcasting live without telling anyone in Honmaru. Even if it is for the operating amount of Honmaru, who taught him this?"

"Are you stupid?"

The young man at the table picked up the Want Want ice cream cake and said with a hint of disappointment in his tone, "What does he say? Think about it yourself. The situation in Honmaru is improving. As long as he joins hands with Kitsune no Suke to start the construction, how can the judge not know?"

"..." The man thought for a moment and then fell silent. "No, I will definitely know."

"Then do you think the other judge knew about it?" The young man put a piece of Want Want snow cake in front of the man's mouth and used it as a microphone.

"Known."

The young man snapped his fingers: "Yes, that's it."

The man took the ice cream that was about to hit his mouth, but some parts were still unclear: "Why did he say that in the first place? There should be no need for him to lie."

"Don't forget our source. He didn't say this in the live broadcast room." The young man held a piece of the cake in his mouth. "Indeed, these can lead to many possibilities, but the most likely one is that he is not lying."

male:……

Are you kidding me?

"Idiot, the time the other party's Shinto Judge knows is also part of the intelligence. You also said who taught him, but can there only be one Shinto Judge in a Honmaru?" The young man clicked his tongue, "Swordsman, the longer the transformation time, the more human-like it becomes."

He licked the snowflakes from his fingertips: "Even children can unconsciously learn about the people and things around them.

Of course, sooner or later new preferences will emerge, or more desirable offshoots of the original hobbies will develop.”

The man pondered for a moment. "You mean, before the new judge knew about it, he was conscious and broadcasting it. After the judge knew about it, they also hid the other swords in Honmaru...? Why did they do that?"

"Ah." The young man was startled. He turned around and looked the man up and down.

He wiped his fingertips and said, "I originally wanted to say that the initial covert actions were protective, and the poverty of Honmaru showed that their new Shinto Judge might be young, so Kitsunesuke, who has always been the Shinto Judge's assistant, stood on Mikazuki's side."

"Normally, a wandering Honmaru like this wouldn't be able to kidnap a new Shinto Judge. The most likely possibility is that the new Shinto Judge is the descendant of the previous one."

"...some women are too emotional and are more likely to do wrong things."

"Let the Intelligence Department screen the Honmaru of a female judge with high spiritual power within the past hundred years. It won't take long to determine which Honmaru this is. However..."

The man took out a notebook and wrote down the young man's words, intending to report them later. However, the young man hesitated to finish his last sentence, and raised his eyes in confusion: "But?"

The young man swung his chair, checked the time, and waved hurriedly at him.

"No, no, go and do your thing."

He opened the live broadcast room webpage and picked up the teacup: "The live broadcast at noon is about to start, don't disturb me later~"

male:……

You just want to watch the live broadcast, right?

After the man left, the young man hummed.

"Interesting. I originally thought it was just a story about a normal swordsman raising his own sword in the main mausoleum..." He traced the vibrating sword's cheek on the screen with his fingertips, "I didn't even notice that they were working together with the Shinsengumi to hide the sword in the main mausoleum. This means they have a common secret."

This is also easy to guess, the cuckoo taking over the magpie's nest?

But this Sanriku Munechika is obviously not a new sword.

It won't involve other uncoded Honmaru games, that would be too troublesome.

Oh, sorry, just pretend it didn't happen.

Anyway, they didn't find any swords in the main camp.

After considering it this way, the young man started to send a string of [Ahhhhhhhhhhhawsl] in the barrage.

"Ha...you want me to do some work? I really lost to you."

As he gradually became familiar with the pronunciation of the Kansai dialect, Sochin Mikazuki looked at the lines they sent and read them as before.

"Oh, do you have any expectations of me?"

"Well, that's the right feeling, right?"

The melody of Mikazuki's voice and the characteristics of the Kansai accent are a wonderful combination of the two. If I have to say, the sword in the picture can be said to be a limited edition of Akashi. National Edition Mikazuki.

[Ah ...

[!! Help! Akashi has committed ptsd! No escape from the internal anime! ! ! ! /shake]

[Fuck! I'm getting ready, why are you on the left?!]

[Hahahahahahahahaha laughing to death]

[Yes, yes, that's right. Why do I feel like laughing when it's so serious?]

"Well, if there is no text, then there is no way to speak." Munechika Mikazuki looked back at the camera, and with a faint smile on his face through the lens, he asked, "Is there anything else you want to see?"

The bullet screen flashed by in a dizzying manner, but one key word was overwhelming.

"…weeding, planting… Hata no Touban?"

Kitsunesuke, who was standing by, was sweating profusely: Are these people serious?!

Sochin Mikazuki thought carefully about the schedule in the Honmaru, and had lunch now. Today was the day for the deployment, and all the swordsmen except him went out. In the past two days, after watching the amount of resources brought back by Chatani Nanakiri each time, Chidori restarted the manual entry, opened a new room, awakened Monoyoshi Masamoto and Daikurigara, and arranged a team of six people in the Honmaru with Sochin Mikazuki.

The captain since last time has been Nakiri Chatani. Judging from her personality, she will definitely not be back until the evening.

In other words, the demands put forward by most of them are not impossible to achieve.

Munechika Mikazuki stood up, and Kitsunesuke was shocked, but did not dare to say anything. He ran and put the camera on his chest, and followed him to the fields of Honmaru.

Are you serious?! Three-day Moon Palace!

The afternoon sun was the hottest, and the sunlight shining on black clothes absorbed a lot of heat. However, Fu Cangshen covered his eyes with his hands and looked up at the sky, as if he could not feel the heat.

The barrage cracked.

[Wait, really?]

[What kind of paradise is this? I can see Akashi, no, Grandpa, no, how can I see him being a good babe!!]

[This Zhen Sanrizuki is so dedicated! The last business video was about this, and the request this time was also about this. He didn't just laugh it off, he actually did it for us! Inside! The show! ]

[What virtue do I have?

How can I do this/fainting/crying]

[Spoil me! Too spoiled! I am Grandpa’s person in life and Grandpa’s soul in death. I will never climb the wall again in this life!]

[No, it’s too hot, Grandpa. Why don’t we do it in the afternoon? Actually, I’m satisfied just by looking at the form. Really TwT]

[Wuwuwuwu/wiping tears]

[He can’t see the bullet screen, right? If he can, why don’t you change into a set of lingerie? It’s too inconvenient to work in battle clothes!]

Munechika Mikazuki walked to the vicinity of the field, looked around, went to the tools, and looked back at the camera.

In other words, look at Kitsunesuke behind the camera.

"So, how do you use these tools?"

Kitsunesuke was stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party could only be talking to it at this time, so he placed the camera with Sochin Mikazuki and began to give instructions.

"This one is for tilling the land, this one is for watering, this one is for fertilizing, and this one is for pest control."

Kitsunesuke looked at the field and said, "It seems that we only need to water and remove pests today. You need to fill this pot with water first. I will help you while you water. I will tell you when to stop. Don't worry."

Zongqin Sanrizuki listened carefully and laughed twice.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Kitsunesuke is really reliable."

"…This is only natural." The little fox lowered its head, its ears and face were extremely hot from the sun.

Sun: ? I refuse to touch porcelain, I won’t take the blame.

The camera was placed on the pillar of the outer corridor, using its own stand. Since the Honmaru area was not large, the fields and the outer corridor were almost adjacent to each other, and it was able to record everything very clearly with its image and sound recording capabilities.

There was clearly no interaction, but they were watching with great interest.

Start making fun of it in the comments section below.

[Me: Hasebe, Mikazuki is doing a good job as a hentai.

Hasebe: Master? Yakuken is free, it's time for a physical examination.]

-[Grass, hahahahahahahahahaha, bamboo shoots, grab bamboo shoots]

-[You have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain, and Panda has nothing to eat! !]

-[Hahahahahahaha]

[Me: Akashi, look, Mikazuki is already doing anime. (Pointing and gesturing with the tablet)

Akashi. Kunihiko: pupil earthquake.jpg.]

-[You guys are toxic hahahahahahaha]

-[Did he ask, Mikazuki, why are you wearing my clothes?]

-[Hahahahahahahahaha, fuck me upstairs!]

-[I can’t do it anymore. My embarrassing habit for others comes back again. I dig out a Barbie dream house on the ground.]

The arrangement of one day's battle in Honmaru is quite reasonable when there are few people.

I applied fertilizer yesterday, and watered the soil this morning when I had time. Now I just need to sprinkle some water on the soil to keep it moist.

When Sochin Mikazuki had fetched the water and was about to take action, Kitsunesuke grabbed him by the waist and pulled his white shirt.

"No - you can't water the leaves of the plants in the Crescent Moon Palace at noon."

Kitsunesuke knew to avoid the skin, but in order to avoid falling, he had to extend his claws, so the already loose white shirt was pulled by it to outline the waistline.

Munechika was holding up a water bottle, and it hit him, causing two drops of water to splash out of the bottle. He felt helpless.

"…I haven't drunk yet?"

The author has something to say: Defendant Kitsunesuke, I suspect that you did the above on purpose and we have evidence.

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Sanshui water;

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

Stick to Sanshui water!

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