Chapter 172
Qingxi slept very deeply this time. So deep that Rengoku Kyojuro fed her the medicine for lunch and dinner while she was in a daze.
When she opened her eyes, the room was dark and it seemed to be night.
Listening to the breathing sounds beside him, Qingxi, whose mind was still in a daze, called out the name, "Kyojuro?"
As soon as she made the sound, she realized that her voice was weak and hoarse.
The girl's voice was very soft, but it still woke up the light sleeper next to her.
The candles were lit and emitted a warm yellow glow.
A warm hand was placed on her forehead.
"The fever has gone away."
The sound of water being poured into the cup was heard, and then Qingxi, who was completely exhausted, was helped up.
"Have a drink of water first," a deep male voice said. "Kyojuro left Butterfly House after dark to go on patrol. He asked me to tell you that he'll come to see you tomorrow, General."
Qingxi smelled the familiar herbal fragrance, leaned against the boy's not-so-strong chest, and slowly drank the warm water that was brought to her mouth.
"Ya Yan." The moistened throat finally sounded less dry.
"I'm here." The girl drank the water in the cup. The boy who responded put the cup on the tatami, and with his free hand he took the kettle and poured a cup of warm water into the cup.
Qingxi drank two glasses of water in a row and finally refused when the other party was about to pour the third glass.
"If you come back, then Horikawa is back too?" asked Qingxi who was helped to lie down again.
"Well, not only Horikawa and I are back, but Tsurumaru and Daikuritsu-dono are back as well." said Yagen Toushirou.
After hesitating for a moment, he added, "Today, when we were coming back, we happened to meet the swordmen who came here on an expedition. They... also came here and are currently staying in the Crow House."
Qingxi's eyelids drooped again, as if she was about to fall asleep: "???"
She "sat up in shock from her deathly illness."
Knowing that the other party would have this reaction, Yagen Toushirou was prepared and supported her.
"They, I..." Qingxi grabbed Yagen Toushirou's hand and started to speak incoherently. It took her a long time to sort out her thoughts and express what she wanted to say, "Did they know that I was here again?"
Looking at the girl whose hair stood on end and whose face looked as if she wanted to cry but couldn't, Yagen Toushirou wanted to tell her against his will that they didn't know.
However, there was Izumi-no-kami Kanesada, the "youngest" who could not hide anything when asked. Even if he had not gone to the Honmaru, everyone in the Honmaru knew that the general had his first menstrual cramps and was bedridden.
He raised his hand and rubbed the girl's head, and said in a very calm tone: "Everyone in Honmaru already knows about it, General. Instead of feeling embarrassed at this time, I think it's better to be open and honest. No one will say anything to you.
Moreover, this is a normal physiological phenomenon of being a woman."
"I understand that," Qingxi said. "But the question is, why do you always see me at my most embarrassing moments??!!!"
This made her unbearable.
Qingxi's question stumped him.
Yagen Toushirou thought silently in his heart.
Fortunately, he didn't need to answer the question next, because the person living next door must have heard the noise and came over.
There was a gentle knock on the shoji door from the outside, and then the door was pulled open from the outside.
"Hi!" A white head poked in from outside. The young man's golden eyes saw the girl sitting up, and the smile on his face grew wider. "Hey! Master, you're awake. I heard some noise next door just now, so I came over to check it out."
As Tsurumaru Kuninaga spoke, he opened the shoji door a little more and walked into the house.
After him, two more petite figures came in, and then the Great Kuligara was pushed in...
Seeing this, Yagen Toushirou picked up the quilt and wrapped the girl tightly.
So many people were squeezed into the small Japanese-style room at once. Although there was enough room for everyone to sit, the whole room felt a lot more cramped.
"Why are you all here?" Qingxi asked uncomfortably, stared at by ten people, both familiar and unfamiliar. "Aren't you going to rest?"
A strange hand touched her forehead again. Qingxi looked at the handsome young man with long black hair scattered behind him who was suddenly very close to her and couldn't help but step back. As a result, she bumped into Yagen Toushirou who was sitting behind her and supporting her.
Qingxi: “…”
She didn't know why, but she always felt like she was the filling in a sandwich.
"Who are you?" Qingxi shook off the messy thoughts in his mind and asked because he didn't know which swordsman was in front of him.
"I am Kokarasuma, a transitional sword between the straight sword and the Japanese sword, like the father of the Japanese sword.
"Although the name is a nickname, it's actually a sign of humility." The handsome young man introduced himself, rubbing the girl's head with his hand. "Thank you for your care so far."
The boy spoke with explosive news as soon as he opened his mouth, leaving Qingxi stunned for a long time before he understood every word.
The listless blue eyes slowly widened, and she silently took out the jade token given to her by Grandma Su, and from it took out all the Japanese swords that the two elders had collected throughout their lives.
When dozens of Japanese swords were laid out in a row, the scene was still very shocking.
Qingxi searched for a long time among the pile of swords before she took out a katana and placed it in front of the boy. She asked in an uncertain tone, "Are you saying that this little Karasuma is... authentic?"
Xiao Wuhuan did not take the knife. His black eyes swept over the blade and nodded, "Yes, it is my true body."
Qingxi was shocked. She had always thought that the small Wuwan sword collected by Grandma Su was a fake.
Now, the spirit came to tell her that it was the real thing, which was really fun.
She opened her mouth and after a long pause, she asked a question, "I collected the Father of Japanese Swords. The government of the time should be able to find out about it, right? Why didn't they make a fuss?"
No, should we say that they did not pass this news on to the royal family of this era?
After all, I’m not a native here.”
Xiao Wuhuan tilted his head and thought for a while before saying, "Probably not yet. After all, I'm still here, right?"
"Then do you want to take this knife?" she asked again.
Xiao Wuhuan shook his head, "I am a fragment of the original spirit, and I also have my own sword. If it is a genuine one, it should be kept by you, the master."
"But I'm a weakling now and can't even lift a knife. At most, I just take them out every month to maintain them, and then put them away again. Doesn't that matter?" Qingxi said.
Suddenly she encountered the sword in her collection, the sword in her collection, and considering the other party's psychological condition, she still asked a question.
"That's fine," Xiao Wuhuan said calmly. "But if possible, it wouldn't be a bad idea to take them outside to bask in the sun once in a while."
Sunbathing?
Qingxi silently turned his head and looked at the shoji door. When they came in just now, it was snowing lightly outside, and the snow probably had not stopped yet.
Thinking this, Qingxi listened to the self-introductions of the other five people. After confirming that their knives were not among her collection of knives, she put them back into the jade token and then stuffed the jade token into her food backpack.
After that, everyone stared at each other as they ran out of topics to talk about.
Seeing that everyone in the room was about to fall into an awkward atmosphere, Horikawa Kunihiro spoke up to break the strange atmosphere, "Master, are you hungry?"
Qingxi shook his head.
It wasn't a perfunctory gesture to get rid of the person, but she really had no appetite at all.
"Do you want any snacks?" asked the young man with ash-gray hair.
Qingxi reacted a little slowly and remembered who the other person was - the dream mount Long Legs.
Of course, this nickname was given to him by another swordsman who came to her side before.
I heard that this person also has the title of "Abolition of Review Manufacturing Machine", but this one doesn't seem to be that kind of person...
Maybe it was because he wanted to create a "abolition of the review system", but the aunts left as soon as their terms were up, and he was not abolished. So he looks mature and nothing else.
Considering the other party's good intentions, Qingxi thought for a moment and said, "I don't want to eat it now, but tomorrow, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."
Yakiri Hasebe didn't agree immediately. His purple eyes turned to Yagen Toushirou. After the other party nodded slightly, he said, "I will prepare sweet potatoes roasted to perfection for you."
The other party seemed too serious, and Qingxi was worried that he would stay up all night to get the sweet potatoes roasted "just right". Qingxi said: "Well, there is no need to get up too early. I don't think I will wake up too early tomorrow, so it's okay for you to roast them a little later."
"Yes, I understand." Yakiri Hasebe tightened his hands on his legs and said without changing his expression.
However, when Qingxi was ready to rest again and everyone left the house and returned to their own rest rooms, at six in the morning, before dawn, he got up and went to the kitchen.
However, the young man's carefully prepared roasted sweet potatoes were ruined when the pair of owl brothers cut in line.
"Hmm, how is Ah Xi feeling today? Are you still having a fever?" The young man's energetic voice sounded, like a burning flame. The moment he walked in, the whole room seemed to be on fire.
A boy who was slightly younger than the teenager walked in next to him. He smiled shyly and placed a paper bag next to the girl. "When I came here, I smelled someone selling roasted sweet potatoes. They smelled delicious, so I brought some for Sister Axi."
After a pause, he added, "It should taste good. My brother has already tasted it."
Hearing that his master had woken up, Yasaki Hasebe came over with roasted sweet potatoes: "..."
The two hands holding the tray suddenly clenched.
Purgatory! Hell! Apricot! Longevity! Lang!
Yakiri Hasebe roared inwardly.
Why is it you again???
Thinking that the other party not only plagiarized him, but also overtook him on the curve and cut Hasebe, he wanted to draw his sword and cut him.
How could Rengoku Kyojuro's voice be so loud that no one would notice it?
Seeing that Yasakiri Hasebe had the urge to draw his sword, Suzumaru Tsuneji silently stood in front of him.
Apart from him, Jiang Xue Sawamonji is the second sword man who was forged recently in the entire team. The purpose of arranging them to go on the expedition is not only to gain experience but also to get to know people.
As new swords that were cut off, they learned about the special situation in Honmaru from other sword men. Moreover, if nothing unexpected happens, and the other people in Honmaru did not intentionally or unintentionally expose themselves and Jiang Xuesaimonji to Kitsunesuke, they would be arranged to stay and protect the Shinsengumi.
Including their two swords, plus Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Yagen Toshiro, Horikawa Kunihiro, and Ohkurigara who had already reported missing to the Government of Time, they could form a team to go into battle.
The best angle for drawing the sword was blocked, and Yasiri Hasebe became even more furious. He said in a low voice, "Shujumaru, get out of my way."
Xiao Karasuma glanced at the ash-haired young man who only dared to reveal his chef side where the Shinsenguku couldn't see him. He warned him coldly, "Are you going to destroy the relationship between the master and Rengoku Kyojuro?"
Yasakiri Hasebe: "...There's no shortage of good men in the world."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who happened to hear these words when he came over, stretched out his arm, hooked his arm around his neck, and walked towards the room where Eyuki Sahmonji rested last night, which was two rooms away from Kiyoki.
He lowered his voice and said, "Come on, before, you all came here in waves, and we couldn't tell you about the master's other affairs. Today we are quite free, so let's talk about it."
"Especially you, Hasebe," Tsurumaru Kuninaga warned. "Don't really crush him. For three lifetimes, including this one, it seems like the master and Kyojuro might be a perfect match. Even if you dislike them, don't deliberately try to tear them apart."
"And, to be honest, aside from the fact that I'm still a tiny, unripe cabbage and yet someone's targeting me, which is a bit unpleasant, Kyojuro treats me very well."
Before, they had only heard about the current Shinsengumi, who had not yet "transferred" and registered with the Government of Time. Because she still looked like a child, they ignored her feelings.
However, after someone who came back from here mentioned this matter a few months ago, everyone in Honmaru realized that although their master still looked like a child, she was actually a bit like the short swords in age.
They are all older, but look like children.
At this time, they began to care about the emotional affairs of their Shinsengumi.
However, before they could express their opinions, their returning companions told everyone in Honmaru a piece of news: don't think too much, because a wolf cub had already set his eyes on this piece of "meat" from their family, and, relying on their childhood sweetheart relationship, he was about to take this piece of "meat" from their family.
Just when they wanted to do something, perhaps because they wanted to marginalize Honmaru, Kitsunesuke, who was recalled from time to time by the Time Government, suddenly came back this time. In order not to expose the fact that they had found an illegal Shinsengumi for themselves, they did not go on an expedition to the era where the Shinsengumi was for a period of time, and they have been waiting until now.
This time, the team will arrange for the two sword masters, Kokarasuma and Yakiri, to take action, and this also includes letting them go and see the emotional state of the Shinsengumi.
Well, in terms of preparation, Yasuke Hasebe forced his way into the team. Originally, his position should have been that of Uguisumaru, and the main observer was Kokarasumaru.
Because, compared to others, Qingxi can be said to be his master.
History has unexpectedly taken a different course. According to the original history, the sword would have been presented to Emperor Meiji by Muneshige Masahiro in 1889 and kept by the Imperial Household Agency, but now it has become a privately collected sword.
This is secondary. The current situation is that because the Shinsengumi has spiritual power, he later obtained Yagen Toushirou and Tsurumaru Kuninaga under unexpected circumstances, and later his own true body. Everything can be said to be [fate], because this [fate] allows him to meet her in the form of a sword-wielding mourning god.
If we really have to define it, it should be the situation where the girl's family comes to visit the boy from the boy's family.
Except for the unwilling guy next to him, the other swordsmen in the room were not opposed to the fact that the Shinsengumi had a male relationship.
Even for the veteran swordsmen in Heian-kyō, it’s just a relationship, what’s the problem?
Think about the wife-visiting system in Heian-kyō. It was arguably even more open than it is now. In comparison, don't you think that just a young man and woman holding hands is a bit of a big deal?
Not to mention, when they came here on the first day, they saw the two of them just sleeping under their own blankets.
The worst that could happen is that their Shinsengumi is having menstrual cramps and is using the other person's hand as a hot water bottle to cover his stomach.
The people in the two rooms, separated by several rooms, were chatting about their own topics. Only Yasaki Hasebe looked down at the roasted sweet potato in his hand that was slowly getting cold, feeling extremely depressed.
At this moment, his mind was filled with only one thought.
If the owner has eaten the sweet potatoes brought by those two brats, he will definitely not be able to eat the ones here.
"You're all here."
The girl's voice was soft and without any sharpness.
Her gaze swept across the group of handsome people in the room, finally settling on the young man with ash-gray hair, "Looks like I was right. Hasebe, have you roasted the sweet potatoes?
It just so happens that the children of the Zaomen family next door are almost recovered. Do you want to have a sweet potato feast together?"
The slightly drooping purple pupils of the young man's puppy eyes gradually became alert, but his mind was telling him to be steady and calm.
Suppressing the excitement of being noticed by the Shinsengumi, he coughed lightly and said, "Yes."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga held his face with both hands, looking very upset: "You're so coaxed already? Your fighting ability is too weak."
The ahoge on Catfish Tail Toushirou's head swayed back and forth. "Well, Hasebe-san is just like that. Even though he's been through two Shinsengumi, the chef's personality in him is a little stronger than that of other swordsmen."
"Then he'll be in big trouble," Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, making his decision. "As long as she doesn't ask anything too extreme, the Master is easy to please. Well, she's quite doting. If they get along for a long time, Hasebe will probably be overwhelmed with emotion every day."
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