Chapter 18: Protecting the History of the Lost God



The search team has a special office building, which is next to the dormitory area and has five floors in total. The first and second floors are offices, where the team's death squad and live strikers work. There is also a small door near the left corner of the wall that leads to the current affairs headquarters. The third floor is a special meeting room, used for reception and communication on mission content arrangements.

Going up two floors, Huo Ji knew that the fourth floor was where various instruments and tools were stored, but the fifth floor had always been a mystery. Even as the captain of the search team, Huo Ji had no access rights.

His thoughts drifted away a little bit, and Huo Ji raised his head at Fu Wangshen's whispered reminder. He remembered that he was still in a meeting, so he responded to the questions without showing any trace of anger. Indeed, no one noticed that Huo Ji was distracted in the main seat, as they were only here for the bimonthly inspection by the upper management.

To use a specific analogy, it is like in this world where parents check their children's homework results over the past few days before signing their names on the test papers to indicate a good grade or above.

Huo Ji really didn't have much interest in this kind of step-by-step inspection. Compared to this, he was more concerned about whether there was any new information coming from the 098 main maru and the expressions of the two funeral sergeants who went to do the mission.

Hinata Masamune, unaware that he was being talked about, touched his slightly itchy nose, bent down again, put the seeds in his hand into the small hole he had dug, and covered it with a thin layer of soil.

It is now around three in the afternoon. Kokarasumaru has been assigned to be the chef, and her partner is the same as always, Mitsutada Candakiri.

As for Hinata...

He straightened up and looked into the distance. A pure white ball was carrying a shovel and digging holes everywhere. Hinata Masamune had a numb expression. He already knew Tsurumaru Kuninaga's character well enough and would not be shocked like at the beginning.

Although sometimes I get scared by Tsurumaru's sudden surprises.

Saya Samonji was watering the fields at the other end of the field. The other two Samonjis seemed to have nothing to do, so they came to accompany Saya. The three of them worked together and quickly solved the problem of watering most of the land. They even had enough water to water the flowers in the flowerbed next door.

Holding his aching waist and feeling a little helpless, Hyuga Masamune tried to call Tsurumaru Kuninaga who had already run far away. His voice went past, and the latter gestured to keep quiet from a distance and found a secluded place to hide.

"……?"

After squinting his eyes and looking carefully for a while, Hinata finally noticed a figure in the distance - it was Genji's Higekiri.

Without any selfish motives, he thought that his warning was a little too late, and with a slightly sympathetic look in his eyes, Hyuga Masamune looked at Higekiri as he walked to the edge of the hole. If he took two more steps, he would fall in.

"Eh? You walked over there..." His tone was hesitant. Higekiri walked over the shield of the cave entrance smoothly as if he was walking on flat ground without falling.

Not long after he left slowly, Tsurumaru emerged from the bushes, walked to the edge of the cave with a head full of questions, stretched out his foot, and slowly stepped down.

Higekiri turned back quietly, circled a little, and appeared from behind Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "Hey, what are you doing?"

With a bang, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was frightened and fell into the cave, stirring up a cloud of dust, and his white clothes were instantly soiled.

Dust got into his mouth and nose, causing him to cough. After a while, he recovered and looked towards the edge of the cave. He didn't have any negative emotions, but just sighed with regret: "Ah, the prepared scare was used on myself."

After saying this, he couldn't help laughing again. He raised his hands, jumped nimbly, grabbed the edge, and climbed up to the ground in two or three steps.

Higekiri squatted at the entrance of the cave, tilting his head to watch his movements. The main sword hanging on his waist was unsheathed half an inch, then slowly closed back.

"In the language of the country across the sea, this is called..." Higekiri murmured, "asking for trouble."

"You have a very good memory for these things." Tsurumaru Kuninaga found the shovel he had put down from the bushes where he had been hiding before, filled the hole, and even jumped on it to make sure it was filled thoroughly before moving it away.

Higekiri is like Shirogiri and Kurokiri - or to put it another way, Tsurumaru can always see Higekiri correcting him by calling his name whenever he passes by.

"Because it's fun to tease my younger brother Maru." Higekiri replied with a smile, and Tsurumaru realized that he had said what was in his heart.

Recalling those days when Tenkimaru’s eyes were red, Tsurumaru Kuninaga just couldn’t understand the interesting point. Maybe it was because he didn’t understand the interaction mode between Genji swords?

Higekiri stood up, his suit jacket draped over his shoulders, slipped down a little and quickly put it back on: "I still have to go to the anteroom, um...bye Shiromaru."

"It's Tsurumaru." He reminded, and Higekiri simply responded and walked into the room. Before leaving, he did not forget to point to the other side. Tsurumaru looked at it in confusion, and then he remembered that it seemed to be his turn today. Hinata's figure in the field was mostly blocked by the crops, and only a small black hat could be vaguely seen.

"I can't be lazy anymore." Tsurumaru sighed. He didn't like letting the tanto do the work for him.

Hinata Masamune only paid attention to the situation over there for a short while before concentrating on his own task, and soon planted half of the seeds in the small bag.

The hat tilted a little as he leaned over, and his hands were covered in mud so he couldn't touch it directly, so he carefully used the back of his clean hand to push it back into place little by little to prevent the hat from falling into the dirt.

The Samonji family, who were in charge of watering, had already finished and were packing up the kettles and buckets. Hinata took a break for a while, and felt that the task of 098 Honmaru was not a bit of trouble.

He had to maintain his character as a wandering god of the underworld, and at the same time, he had to listen to the judge and go out on time. It was not much different from his daily life in Nanari Honmaru. The time was short, and he didn't find any important problems.

The subtle sound was particularly obvious in the silent environment. Hinata raised his eyes and looked around. The sound was like a precursor to the glass cracking and breaking. But when he looked around, he only saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga walking towards him.

No matter what, let's talk to Kokarasuma-dono after the performance is over.

Hinata Masamune smiled at Tsurumaru and handed him half of the remaining seeds. "Mr. Tsurumaru, please start from there."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga shuddered for some reason when he saw that smile.

Bright red blood oozed from the wound. The pain was not severe, as it was just a slight deviation from the normal cutting method. After a simple disinfection and a Band-Aid, it was fine.

Kokarasumaru closed his eyes in silence, the culprit knife was casually placed on the chopping board. The reason why he cut his hand just now was because he heard something breaking, at a very low volume. After asking Candida Kiri, he got the answer "I didn't hear it, it was probably an auditory hallucination."

"Is Karasuma-dono's hand okay?" Akita stood on tiptoe at the kitchen window and looked inside, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, his eyes fixed on Karasuma-dono's injured hand.

Xiao Wuwan handed a small piece of cake to Tandao as a consolation: "Father is fine, don't worry about it, this little injury will heal itself soon."

Akita Toushirou took the cake and reluctantly believed what he said: "Then I won't bother you any more. Ichiki-nii is waiting for me."

"The children are very energetic." Xiao Karasuma sighed softly.


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