Touken Ranbu Ordinary Daily Life

The iniban has arranged a duty schedule, and you can follow the schedule every day, because the map has not been finished yet, and there is no rush to strengthen the relationship between everyone's combat power. Generally, the first to come to Honmaru is the Taidao and the swordsmen who come to the battle. , The expedition is whoever wants to go out to play, and the report is also done by Hasebe. Honmaru gradually started to get on the right track, but why does it feel that I am useless?

I felt relaxed at first, but after a long time, I still feel bored...

Bai Shu was wearing a blindfold, thinking while lying on the floor heated by the sun.

"Entertainment?" Hasebe held a stack of materials for writing the report, and said seriously: "Master, I think work is more important, so please don't lose your mind!"

There is nothing for me to play with... Bai Shu complained silently.

"Is there nothing to do, master? How about dressing me up? Put some nail polish on me?" Qingguang proposed enthusiastically.

It's also a way to pass the time, Bai Shu thought, taking the nail polish from Qing Guang's hand.

"I remember Qing Guang didn't seem to use this before." Bai Shu asked casually.

"I bought this new in Wanwu." Qing Guang looked at the appraiser who was concentrating on painting his nails with an idiotic expression on his face.

"Oh, it's been painted over." Bai Shu shook his hand.

"It's okay, just wipe it off with nail polish remover." Qing Guang looked at Bai Zhu intently, and picked up nail polish remover and cotton swabs from the side without turning his head.

Bai Zhu took it, dipped it in nail polish remover with a cotton swab, and tremblingly began to wipe the painted part.

"Oh, I've wiped the painted area!"

The corner of Qingguang's mouth twitched: "No, it's okay, just apply it again."

Two hours later, Bai Zhu came out of the cleaning room.

"Is there no other place that needs me?" Bai Shu asked unwillingly.

"It's gone, I'm really bothering the master," Qing Guang smiled.

"Oh...then I'll go play with Xiaohuwan." Bai Shu left regretfully.

Qing Guang went back to the room silently, looked at his empty nail polish and nail polish remover, and then took another look at his pitted and layered nails: Although the master looks the best when he is serious, the price is still too high...

"Eh? Nothing to do? Do you want to comb my hair?" Xiaohumaru handed over a comb.

"Huh? This is not..."

"It's the one my master gave me, and I've been using it all the time." Xiaohumaru said with a smile, showing her sharp canine teeth.

It's kind of cute, Bai Shu thought, taking the comb.Xiaohuwan obediently sat down in front of Bai Shu, and it was a bit difficult for Baishu to reach, so he simply moved a few books under his buttocks, and began to smooth Xiaohuwan's hair.

"Wow!"

"What's wrong! Does it hurt?" Bai Shu panicked and stopped her movements.

"It's okay." Xiaohuwan gritted his teeth in pain, "Hasn't the master combed his hair?"

"Ah, no, because I don't have any female friends besides my short-haired mother, so this is the first time I have to deal with long hair." Bai Shu struggled to smooth the comb down to the end of the thick white hair.

Xiaohuwan had already shed two bags of tears from the pain.

"Xiaohuwan seems to be shedding a lot of hair. It feels more than the little foxes in Minghu's family." Bai Zhu twisted the white hair hanging from the comb.

"Haha," Xiaohuwan forced a laugh with tears in his eyes, "probably because I'm bigger."

"Eh, these two locks can't be suppressed." Bai Shu reached out and pressed the two locks of hair on the top of Xiaohuwan's head over and over again, trying to squeeze them into other hair.

Xiaohuwan couldn't help trembling from being touched, his face flushed: "That, that is born, don't worry about it."

"That's it." Bai Shu pressed it twice again resolutely, seeing that he really couldn't go on, so he gave up.

"Are you ready?" Xiaohuwan asked tremblingly.

"It's ok." Bai Shu turned to Xiaohuwan, and found that his face was flushed red, with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't help being shocked: "You, are you okay?"

"No...it's okay." Xiaohumaru breathed a sigh of relief, and forced himself to cheer up: "I don't have anything to do here, master, why don't you go and have a look elsewhere?"

"Oh, good." Bai Shu glanced at Xiaohuwan's hair reluctantly, and walked away step by step.

It was not until Bai Shu could no longer be seen that Xiaohumaru picked up the hair on the ground with tears in her eyes. She obviously combed it very smoothly when she combed it herself. How could she be torn off so much in the hands of the master.

In the following day, Bai Shu ravaged the knives in the main pill all over, and played with the short knives all afternoon in the eagle catching chickens.

But it's still boring.

The next day, Bai Shu was still thinking while lying on the hot floor.

Do you want to fight the landlord with everyone, or play mahjong?

Bai Shu thought of something and sat up straight.

"Let's play Werewolf Killing!"

"Here are four werewolf cards, four villager cards and four god-people cards. Werewolves can open their eyes at night and kill a villager together, and they can explode themselves during the day until it gets dark. Villagers can vote together with everyone during the day. Werewolves, gods and people are witches, hunters, guards and prophets. The prophet can check whether a person is a good person or a werewolf every day. The guard can protect a person from being killed every night, but he cannot guard the same person continuously. The witch has a bottle of solution The antidote saves people and kills people. If the antidote is used on the person being guarded, that person will still die. The witch can only use one bottle of medicine every night, and she cannot use the antidote on herself. A hunter can shoot and take away a person after he dies, but he cannot shoot if he is poisoned to death. A werewolf wins if a werewolf kills all the villagers or all the gods, and a good person wins by casting all the werewolves. Come to explain the rules of Twelve Knives: "No one is allowed to speak except for their own speaking time. Let me be the judge for the first knife! Just listen to my command!"

"It sounds very interesting! I will surprise everyone!" Tsurumaru was full of confidence.

Bai Shu put twelve self-made cards on the table.

"Okay, please close your eyes now that it's dark! Everyone, please close your eyes!"

"Pfft." Tsurumaru couldn't help laughing.

"Don't make any noise!" Bai Shu said seriously, "I won't play with you anymore!"

Tsurumaru quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Guard, please open your eyes."

Bai Shu saw Xiao Yezuo's words and opened his eyes: "Guards, please decide who you want to guard tonight."

Xiaoye chose Zong Sanzuo's writing without hesitation.

"Are you sure you want to guard him?"

Just as Xiao Ye was about to nod, she suddenly thought of something and took her hand back.

"Are you sure you want to guard him?" Bai Shu asked again.

Saya shook her head and closed her eyes.

"Guard, please close your eyes."

"Wolfman, please open your eyes."

Bai Shu looked at Yiqi Yizhen dumbfounded, Yaken Toshiro, Wuhu Tui and Minghu opened their eyes.

Why are they all from the Awataguchi family?

"Werewolf, please kill."

Yakuken Toshiro pointed to the only Awataguchi family member who is not in the Wolves, Natsuo Toshiro.

With Yao Research taking the lead, the remaining three wolves also chose the poor cattail.

"Are you sure you want to kill him?"

"Wolfman, please close your eyes."

"Prophet please open your eyes."

Qing Guang opened his eyes and looked at Bai Shu.

"Prophet, please choose the person you want to test."

Qingguang hesitated for a moment, and chose Yamato Shou'an.

"Are you sure you want to test him?"

Qing Guang nodded.

"This is the good guy," Bai Zhu gave a thumbs up, "This is the werewolf." Bai Zhu stretched out his hand to scratch the air.

Is it an illusion, why does it feel like Qing Guang's eyes suddenly lit up when he gestured to a werewolf... Bai Shu's black line: "This is the person you want to test." Bai Shu gave a thumbs up.

Qingguang looked disappointed.

"Prophet, please close your eyes."

"Witch, please open your eyes." Bai Shu saw Yingwan raised her hand with a smile: "He is the one who died tonight. You have a bottle of antidote, do you want to use it?"

Yingmaru glanced at Cattail, then shook his head ruthlessly.

"You have a bottle of meth, do you want to use it?"

Umaru actually nodded.

Bai Shu looked at him in surprise: "Who are you going to poison?"

Umaru pointed at Tsurumaru.

"Are you sure you want to poison him?"

Izuku nodded.

"Witch, please close your eyes."

"Hunter, please open your eyes."

Tsurumaru excitedly opened his eyes and looked at Baishu, Baishu almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"This means you can shoot," Bai Zhu held up his thumb, "This means you can't shoot." Bai Zhu turned his thumb upside down.

"Your shooting status tonight is..."

Tsurumaru's eyes widened, and he quickly scanned the other eleven knives.

"Hunter, please close your eyes."

Tsurumaru closed his eyes unwillingly.

"It's dawn, and the sheriff election is now going on. The person who is elected as the sheriff can get [-] votes. Those who want to run for the sheriff, please raise your hand."

Bai Shu took a look, and found that apart from Qingguang and Tsurumaru, the werewolves were actually the five tigers who retreated and raised their hands.

"Then let's start with Kiyomitsu."

Qing Guang threw a look at Bai Zhu that I knew you loved me the most, cleared his throat, and said, "I am a prophet, and I tested An Ding last night. Unfortunately, I am a good person. I don't know why there are still people running for sheriff , probably a werewolf? I'm done."

"I'm a hunter, who is a witch? Why did you poison me on the first night? When the master said that I can't shoot, I really scared me, woohoo." Tsurumaru couldn't wait to open his mouth with a series of cries.

"puff."

"Pay attention, Yingwan." Bai Shu reminded.

Izuku nodded with a smile.

"I... I'm the prophet," Wu Hu blushed, faltering and saying, "Qing, Qingguang is a fake, I, I tested the first-stage brother yesterday, and the first-stage brother is a good person."

"After the speeches, please vote for those who are not running for sheriff."

"Anding voted for Qingguang, the first phase, Yaoyan, Minghu, and Cattail voted for Tui, and the five tigers voted for the police chief, with [-] votes returned."

Bai Shu looked at the naive cattail and the bewildered Qing Guang, and thought to himself that he was too young.

"The people who died last night were Natsuo and Tsurumaru, please leave a last message."

"My last words have been finished. Although the participation time is very short, it's not bad to be frightened." Tsurumaru seemed to have adjusted: "Everyone, hurry up and finish! I want to start the next game!"

"Tsuraru was poisoned to death, so am I the first to be killed? It's too suspicious! I suspect that one of the werewolves is from the Awataguchi family!" Nanwei finally understood, "Ah! Back! Damn it! I even voted for you!"

Wuhu Tui looked at Cattail innocently, tears were about to fall.

"Okay, those who died, please leave the table and come to me, don't make a sound."

"Now the sheriff is asked to decide the order of the speeches, whether from the sheriff's left or right hand."

"Left, let's go to the left."

"Then start with drug research."

Yao Yan adjusted his glasses: "I agree with the catfish's opinion that there should be members of our family among the werewolves, but I disagree that it is a werewolf that is a werewolf, or it may be Brother Yiqi or Uncle Minghu. , will not pretend to be a prophet. I'm done."

Qingguang hastily said: "I am the real prophet. The five tigers were elected because of the large number of people in the family! Didn't you say that too! There are wolves in Awata's mouth, and the five tigers are wolves, everyone Believe me!"

"I don't know who the real prophet is, and I believe in Qingguang for the time being." Zong San said listlessly: "But I know that the good people have fallen behind, and I'm just a commoner, so I can't help."

"I still believe in Tui, and I also think he will not pretend to be a prophet!" Jin Jian raised his hand and said, "I am also a commoner!"

"Minghu and I both think that Wuhutui is a real prophet, so Qingguang should be a wolf, let's throw Qingguang out today!" Said the little fox on Minghu's shoulder.

"Yeah." Minghu nodded.

"You can't cast Qingguang! I believe that Qingguang is a real prophet! No matter what, I just believe in Qingguang!" An defined the stern rebuttal, and Qingguang looked at him moved.

"Oh, I don't know what to do." Yingwan raised her forehead like a headache: "I'm just a commoner."

"I believe that Qing Guang is a prophet." Xiao Ye whispered something, and then fell silent.

"I still believe in retiring, after all, he is a younger brother." Phase [-] said with a smile.

"I, I am the real prophet..." Wu Hutui had already begun to cry, and only said one sentence, sobbing.

"Then sheriff, please return the ticket."

"I, I cast clear light."

"Everyone please vote."

Bai Shu counted the number of people, "The five people except Awataguchi and Imaiken voted for the Five Tigers, and Awataguchi and Imaken voted for Kiyomitsu. Kiyomitsu is out. Please leave a last message."

"Oh, it's over. It seems that Imaken and the three members of Awataguchi's family are werewolves. If you kill one more person with this one, you can cast as you like tomorrow." Qingguang sighed, walked to Baishu and sat down.

"Please close your eyes when it's dark."

Because the relationship between the three people was gone, Bai Shu asked casually, and quickly went through the procedure. This round, Awataguchi's family chose to kill Yingmaru, while Xiaoye chose to guard herself. eyeballed.

"Dawn, Ying Wan who died last night, the game is over, the werewolf wins."

"Wow! Tai is actually a wolf! Awataguchi's family is all wolves!"

"I'm not! I was the first to be killed by my brothers!"

"Yingmaru, why are you poisoning me!"

"I just said that I am a real prophet!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Qingguang, I didn't mean it!"

There was a lot of noise in the room, it was rare for Bai Zhu not to dislike him, but to laugh with everyone for a long time.

"It's time to eat." Guangzhong knocked on the door.

"I'm really hungry!"

"Let's play again after dinner, master! I didn't participate much!"

"Yes, yes, it will be over soon!"

"Okay, okay, let's talk after dinner!" Bai Shu smiled and squeezed out of the room with everyone.

"Honmaru has been too noisy recently. Everyone is pestering the master to play that game." Hasebe said to Mitsutada worriedly.

"Indeed, it's a bit of a plaything. More than one person has escaped from the inside story. If you can't play, you have to watch it." Guangzhong sighed: "Think of a way to divert their attention."

"Wan Wu seems to have a TV from this world?"

"good idea."

After Hasebe and Mitsutada moved back to the TV, Honmaru's werewolf-killing routine turned into a battle over the remote control.

The author has something to say:

In fact, watching Werewolf Killing is so addictive. I will give you a little relief. If you are not interested or don’t understand it, just skip this chapter. Because I also feel that the style of painting is wrong, so I forcibly installed a TV for Honmaru later.

Another problem is that although I was thinking about writing a sweet and ambiguous daily life, it seems to have become a noisy and boring daily life now. I want to write that kind of plot that seems to be provocative but not provocative, but there is always a strange feeling The shame of OOC (although OOC is very strong now), and when I think of emotional scenes, it immediately turns into a driving scene in my mind, or the kind that completely collapses until the name is removed and I can’t tell who is writing. car.

So I would like to ask, the little angels who read this article, do you have any good suggestions?