Chapter 84 Chapter 84 Little Lucky: Eight One Eight My Bringer...
After a lot of effort, Monoyoshi Sadamune finally made Zenin Shinji believe her words.
And now, Monoyoshi Sadamune looked at the young Zenin Shigeki, and after observing his rough lifestyle, he finally couldn't suppress the urge to help him improve his life.
Although Zenin Shinobu's current living conditions wouldn't improve much even with Monoyoshi Sadamune's help, but...
“Pah—”
After squeezing out the water from the wet towel in his hand and placing it on the shelf beside him, Monoyoshi Sadamune looked at Zenin Shin'er lying motionless on the bed and sighed in his heart: But even so, it is much better than Zenin Shin'er taking care of himself.
After all, this person's lifestyle... is particularly rough.
Injured? No problem, I have a strong self-recovery ability anyway. As long as I can still breathe, I can rely on my talent to recover health.
Clothes are torn? No problem, mend them for three years, mend them for another three years, as long as they are not torn into rags, they can still be worn.
No money? That's not a big deal. They're easy to feed and can eat anything.
In short, after observing Zenin Jin'er's rough lifestyle, Monoyoshi Sadamune finally understood why the future Fushiguro Jin'er would occasionally reveal a bit of a beast-like aura when interacting with him.
With this kind of lifestyle, it would be strange if people didn’t become full of wildness!
Despite sighing, Monoyoshi Sadamune still diligently took charge of the daily life of Zen Temple Jiner - for this, he had to thank his working life in the government of the time.
The life of a wage earner has successfully taught the Fusangshen many life skills, such as washing vegetables and cooking, plowing the fields and weeding, washing clothes and chopping wood. He knows more or less about each one.
After all, in the small, enclosed space of Honmaru, no matter whether you are a royal treasure or a national treasure, you have to do the work assigned to you.
Of course, there are also many blades that skip classes and skip shows, but most of them are small short swords.
As for the identities of those blades who shamelessly tried to get away with it, those who understand will understand.
“Hmm…”
Zenyuan Shener, who had just woken up, scratched his hair casually, and the bruises on his cheeks were particularly obvious.
Seeing the wound, Monoyoshi Sadamune couldn't help but fall into self-doubt again - she didn't know if it was because she was incompatible with the aura of this different world. Since she came here, her nickname "Little Lucky" seemed to have become a fake.
It is clearly a blade that can bring people luck. In the Time Government, it can allow the Shinsengumi to win prizes, it will never go into trouble when going into battle, and it will most likely produce a good sword when forged. But when it fell into the hands of Zenin Jiner, he experienced what it meant to be "bad luck".
The instant noodles you buy definitely don't come with seasoning packets, and you might choke when drinking water; if you're not careful when going out, you might trip over the threshold, and the furniture breaks at an alarming rate.
Even if you don't get hurt during a fight, all kinds of accidents are bound to happen at the end.
For example, the purple bruises on Chanyuan Shen'er's face now were caused by him being hooked in the pants while he was climbing over the wall, causing him to fall headfirst to the ground.
In short, Monoyoshi Sadamune is now doubting himself every day, and is struggling with whether he should change his nickname.
"Don't look at it, just get used to it."
Noticing Monoyoshi Sadamune's gaze, Zenin rarely spoke to comfort others.
"It's my own sword after all, so I can't be so useless."
Thinking this in his heart, Zenin Jiner met Monoyoshi Sadamune's gaze and said the second half of his sentence: "Anyway, I've fallen more than once or twice. I've even hit a walnut on the back of my head before. This little injury is nothing."
"Isn't it just bringing bad luck to people? It's okay, you are my knife, I don't mind."
Now that I have this weapon at hand, I can’t let the blade escape.
Zenin Shier, who thought he was very magnanimous, spoke with such sincerity that Motoyoshi Sadamune felt like he had a myocardial infarction after hearing it.
"Everything I said before is true."
Perhaps he was really stimulated, and Monoyoshi Sadamune rarely began to care about his own anecdotes, trying to explain and prove himself: "All the things I said before were true!"
I don't know why everything is reversed when it comes to you.
Zenyuan Shener: So, you mean it’s all my fault?
With a sneer, Zenyuan Shen'er reached out his hand and rummaged under his pillow for a while before pulling out a few coins. He casually tossed them into Monoyoshi Sadamune's arms and said, "I wish you win the lottery."
Glancing at the stunned Monoyoshi Sadamune, Zenin Shiner tutted his words, then raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "This money will be lost sooner or later anyway, so why not give it to you so you can see the reality."
This is absolutely not a false statement.
Chanyuan Shen'er was a guy who couldn't save money. No matter whether it was the money he earned by sneaking out or picked up on the road, it would all disappear in the end.
Therefore, Chanyuan Shener accepted his fate and decided to get rid of the other party before Qian ran away.
By the way, you can also learn how to make blades for your own knives. If you think about it carefully, it’s not too bad.
Thinking of this, Zenin Jiner gave Monoyoshi Sadamune a look.
Face the truth. If you are not a European, stop dreaming about becoming an European. It’s not even night yet. Why are you daydreaming and making him unlucky?
If this wasn't his own knife, he wouldn't have indulged the other person like this. He would have just beaten him violently until he regained his consciousness.
Staring at the coins in his palm, Monoyoshi Sadamune, who was kicked out of his home, felt for the first time that what he was holding in his hand was not just a few coins, but a treasure that was related to his dignity.
Taking a deep breath, Monoyoshi Sadamune held the coin tightly and walked into the nearest lottery shop on the street.
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It was already evening when Monoyoshi Sadamune returned again.
Pushing open the door, Chanyuan Shener looked up when he heard the sound and saw his own Dao walking in with a strange expression on his face. He couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, you finally face the reality? Although the truth is a bit shocking, but..." Just accept your fate.
What blocked Chanyuan Shener's mouth?
Answer: A pile of money.
Monoyoshi Sadamune took the small pile of coins out of the divine realm and placed them on the table. He looked at the dazed Zenin Shin'er and smiled slightly.
Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were full of pride, thinking, "I have finally proven my innocence! Who will dare to say I am black from now on?"
Zenyuan Shener... Zenyuan Shener rubbed his eyes with his hand.
Close your eyes, open your eyes.
Close your eyes again, then open them again.
He repeated this three times, and after confirming that he was not dreaming, Chanyuan Shener rushed over in one step - damn, his luck turned out to be able to touch the money!
Real money that won’t slip away!
Having proven himself, Monoyoshi Sadamune sat aside. After seeing the current behavior of Zenin Shinji, a sudden flash of inspiration came into his mind.
So, when Shen'er was happily counting money in the Zen temple, a faint voice was heard.
"Come to think of it, my bad luck before, could it be because of you, Aruji?"
After all, judging from this incident, she is still the same person.
Zen Temple·Burning with Confidence·Shen Er: What are you thinking? This must be because of me!
There is absolutely no way that I, the Zen temple, am a black-faced African!
The Zen temple is so confident.
Until a sudden heavy rain at night washed away his dilapidated roof, and the things in the house fell down, making a mess. When the people in Chanyuan's family heard the noise and rushed over, they called the servants to clean up the garbage with a look of disgust. Chanyuan Shener looked at his missing piggy bank in a daze.
"...Aaaaah! Put my money down, you bunch of trash!"
Do you know how hard it is for him to save money?
Go to hell! Give me back my money!
If you think it's trash, don't touch my piggy bank!
No, bah, it should be you blind people, can't you see that it's a piggy bank and not garbage?!
It's inconvenient to come out when there are too many people around. At this time, Monoyoshi Sadamune, who was hiding in his main body and watching the whole process, said: ...
Sure enough, what I said was right.
It’s not that I can’t do it, but Aruji, you can’t carry it anymore!
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The author has something to say: Little Lucky: What did I say?
Shen'er: ...Wuji, shut up!
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