Touken Ranbu Ordinary Daily Life

In the next few days, apart from arranging for the knives in Honmaru to be on duty and out of battle, Baishu has been forging knives. In addition, Yamabukiri and the others brought back a lot of new knives. After Qi Yizheng, Bai Shu no longer arranged for the daggers to go out, and Honwan immediately became lively.

Bai Shu looked at the daggers running around in the yard benevolently, took a sip of the tea that Yingwan made before leaving, and couldn't help sighing: "This is life."

"It seems that you are doing well!"

Bai Shu turned his head and found that it was Fox Nosuke who hadn't seen him for a long time: "Huh? Why are you here?"

"Young man, it's a week, and it's time to report to Honmaru." Foxnosuke leisurely picked up the tea prepared by Mitsutada Candlestick on the plate and began to chew.

"????" Baishu black question mark: "Report?"

"That's right, it's the development of Honmaru in this week, more than [-] words, not counting punctuation marks."

Bai · science students · surgery, suddenly.

"Master, it's time to eat. Everyone is waiting for you in the dining room." California Qingguang pushed open the door, and found that his own judge was lying on the table with a sad face.

"What's wrong?" Qing Guang walked to Bai Shu and sat down.

Bai Shu leaned on Qingguang's shoulder with a dazed expression: "Why is there such a thing as a report in the world? Five thousand words... can't be counted as punctuation marks."

Qing Guang touched Bai Zhu's face casually, picked up the paper on the table, and found six words written on it: Saturday, the weather is fine.

"I can't do this, Master," Qing Guang said with black lines all over his head, "Is it true that you can't write it?"

"I really can't write it. Foxnosuke said that it will be collected tomorrow, but I really can't write it." Bai Shu burst into tears.

"Ah... it would be great if Yaki Hasebe was here." Qingguang sighed in embarrassment: "He knows these things best, but it's too late to forge now."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo what should be done." desperately leaned back on the table.

"Ah! Isn't Song Xian very good at this!" Qing Guang suddenly thought, and helped Bai Shu: "Let's go to eat first, and call Song Xian after eating, let him help think of a way."

Bai Shu reluctantly agreed.

"Reporting things..." Kasen Kanesada pondered for a while: "Compared to this, I am better at travel notes and so on."

"Just write something that will scare the government!"

"Or write about the meals in Honmaru, such as fried tofu."

"Anyway, I'm an imitation knife, just don't write about me."

"General, let's write it in a diary!"

In an instant, the small room became noisy.

So didn't I just call Gexian to come... Why did all the knives come, even the short knives who couldn't help were squeezed in.

"Everyone be quiet!" Bai Shu shouted at the top of his voice.

After the room gradually calmed down, Bai Shu cleared his throat and said: "The report should be my task, but I really struggle with this, so I hope to work together here, and everyone will go back and write something like It’s something for the report, and then hand it over to me, I’ll tidy it up and hand it in, deal with it first, and then figure out a way for the report later.”

"That," Wu Tui weakly raised his hand: "Can we also write?"

"It's ok, if you want to write, you can write." Bai Shu has decided to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. It doesn't matter even if it is an elementary school student's composition, as long as you have something to hand in! "Okay, everyone go back to their rooms and write what you want to write!"

"Yes!"

Bai Shu sat in the room and carefully watched the "report" handed in by the swordsmen. It should be said that Honmaru was powered on, otherwise it would have been too miserable to read at night.

""Honmaru Scary One Hundred Styles", this is definitely written by Tsurumaru... "The Importance of Dressing up as a Sword", tsk, Qingguang. ", "Handsome Kitchen", "The Difference Between Fakes and Fakes", "Do Your Own Things and Wait for the Fate", how can Ishikirimaru!"

Bai Shu desperately flipped through the thick stack of papers handed in by the swordsmen, and finally chose Gexian's "Honmaru Scenery" and Yaken's "Battlefield Guide" helplessly.Only these two seem a little more reliable.

Anyway, tidy up a little bit and leave it to Foxnosuke tomorrow.

"How is it, is the report ready?" Foxnosuke came to Honmaru early in the morning to wait.

"The master is washing up, and he will have to wait for a while before he can come." Except for the knives who went out to the battle and the expedition, everyone else in Honmaru sat in the living room, looking at Foxosuke as if facing a formidable enemy.

The hair on Fox's back was blown up: "Why are you looking at me like this? Even if you can't hand in the report, it doesn't matter to me, it's an order from above!"

"I can hand it over, the general was busy very late yesterday!" Hou retorted.

"That's the best." Fox Nosuke moaned.

"It's been a long time, Foxnosuke." Bai Shu walked out with a stack of papers with a smile on his face.

"Report, right? Give it to me quickly, I still have something to do." Fox Nosuke didn't want to stay for a second.

"Ah?" Before Bai Shu could react, Honosuke jumped in front of him, opened his mouth to bite the report in his hand, tore it off, and then sprinted out.

"What did you do with it?" Bai Shu wondered.

"No." The swordsmen said in unison.

"I hope you can pass the test smoothly." Bai Shu said worriedly.

However, Bai Shu's dream is doomed to be shattered.

Foxnosuke came to Honmaru again the next day, and there was news that the report failed. By the way, he was disgusted: "You even wrote about the carp in the pond in Honmaru. Does this have anything to do with the report?"

Song Xian snorted coldly with a dark face: "I don't know Fengya at all."

Fox's help pretended not to hear: "If you don't make it up tomorrow, your newcomer subsidy will be cut off from above."

Bai Shu whimpered, lying on the table and crying sadly: "I really don't know how to write!"

Kiyomitsu glared at Foxnosuke fiercely, and comforted softly: "It's okay, isn't it just a subsidy, it's good for everyone to go out for more expeditions, and you can save a little money."

"Yes, yes, it's okay, General."

"Don't be sad, master, at worst, be careful when you go out."

"I can donate my knife gear."

"Woo... If it doesn't work, it's okay to untie my knife."

All the knives stepped forward and surrounded the judge to comfort him.

Foxnosuke looked at the group of harmonious knives and god judges speechlessly, and always had a feeling that he was the big villain...

"Hey! We're back!" Tsurumaru's voice came from afar.

"Master, come and see who we brought back!" Xiaohumaru happily ran into the house.

"Huh?" Bai Shu took off his glasses, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes, and looked at the blurred little Huwan with a dazed expression.

Xiaohuwan squeezed forward, pushed aside all the knives, and put a new knife on the table.

The moment they saw the knife, all the swords fell silent.

Bai Shu seemed to realize something, stood up abruptly, and stretched out her trembling hand towards the knife on the table.

"I'm Hasebe, I'll do whatever the master orders. Ugh!"

Hasebe, who was pressed and cut, looked in surprise at the judge who rushed forward and hugged his waist: "Master?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Hasebe, who felt the importance attached to him by his master when they met for the first time, blushed silently, and then said solemnly: "As long as it is the order of the master, I will do it! What do you need me to do for you? Do you want to kill the servants or fire?" Attack the temple!"

"Please help me write the Honmaru report!" Bai Shu cried.