Touken Ranbu Ordinary Daily Life

When Bai Shu woke up, he only felt a dull pain in his forehead, and his heart was filled with nausea. It took him a while to understand his current situation.

He was being carried on his back, walking up the mountain step by step.

Bai Shu collected himself, looked at the back of the indigo head in front of him, and was about to speak.

"Are you awake?" The person with his back stopped.

"Well, did you save me?" Bai Shu asked.

"Hahaha, it's not considered a rescue, I just picked you up while walking." The man said, found a big dry stone, and put Baizhu on it.

Bai Shu sat down, and when the man turned around and saw the man's face clearly, Bai Shu was stunned.

"Are you a lost God judge?" The visitor asked with concern, with a look of worry on his face: "Your swords are really careless, and you lost the God judge."

Bai Shu didn't react until the other party mentioned the swords, and hurriedly said: "No, I accidentally fell down from the mountain, and I was begging for nothing to go out..."

"Oh, so what do we do now?"

Bai Shu couldn't help staring at the two golden crescent moons in the opponent's eyes that seemed to have magic power.

The other party laughed out loud, stretched out his slender hand and waved it in front of Bai Shu's eyes: "You're back to your senses, Lord God Judge."

Bai Shu blushed in shame, and simply lowered her head not to look at him: "I, I want to go back and find my swords."

"But your leg seems to be injured, and your head was hit too?"

Bai Shu looked at himself who was all dirty and hurt everywhere, and stopped talking.

"Shall I take you back?"

"Yes, is it possible?" Bai Zhu asked cautiously, "Would it be too much trouble for you?"

"No, I carried you all the way from the foot of the mountain to here, and it is also possible to go to the top of the mountain." The visitor said with a smile.

"That, that's troublesome." Bai Shu slowly lay on the opponent's back, smelling the fragrance of vegetation on the opponent's body, and closed his eyes: "Are you also a sword?"

"That's right."

"Why are you here?"

"Hahaha, I'm taking a walk."

"Walking in the mountains..."

"The elderly should breathe more fresh air."

"You're not old at all."

"Hahaha, really, thank you for the compliment."

Bai Shu stayed on the opponent's back for a long time, until when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Bai Shu heard the voices of the swordsmen calling him anxiously.

"It seems to be here." The man said, and gently put Bai Shu down.

"Aren't you going to send me up?" Bai Shu subconsciously grabbed the opponent's sleeve.

The man laughed and patted Bai Zhu's head: "No."

"Then can you tell me where you live?" Bai Shu asked.

The man smiled: "Hahaha, I don't have a home yet."

Bai Shu was overjoyed: "Then you and I will return to Honmaru!"

The man frowned in embarrassment: "Well...it seems impossible."

"Ah?" Bai Shu's face collapsed in disappointment.

"Oh, did you make Lord God Judge sad?" The man rubbed Bai Shu's face: "You can try hard to forge me out."

Bai Shu cheered up: "I will! Well, my name is..."

"Shh!" The man stretched out his gloved index finger against Bai Zhu's lips: "Don't let others know the name of the god judge."

Bai Shu moved his mouth uncomfortably, the man smiled and rubbed the corner of Bai Shu's mouth with his thumb, and then withdrew his hand: "I am Sanri Yue Zongjin, so please do your best, Sir, maybe I will go there soon It’s your Honmaru, I’m really looking forward to it, hahaha.”

"Owner!"

When Hasebu's voice came, Bai Shu turned his head subconsciously, and then happily said, "Here I am! Hasebu!"

Hasebe ran over with big strides with red eyes, and hugged Bai Shu tightly in his arms.

"It hurts!" Bai Shu yelled, and found that Hasebe who was hugging her was trembling, and couldn't help apologizing: "I'm sorry, Hasebe, for making you worry."

Hasebe took a few deep breaths, and after adjusting his mood, he slowly let go of Baishu: "I should say I'm sorry, I was really scared by you, forget it, don't say these things, as long as you come back safely."

"Ah! Speaking of which, thank you..." Bai Shu turned his head, ready to introduce San Riyue to Hasebe, but found that there was no one behind him: "Huh?"

"Thank you who?" Hasebe wondered.

"No...no one." Bai Shu grinned hastily, and stretched out his arms: "Let's go back quickly, everyone must be worried to death."

"Oh..." Hasebe agreed with some hesitation, picked up Baishu and went up the mountain.

Not to mention how Baishu was surrounded by a group of crying swordsmen, and Ishikiri Marutaro Jiro, who was watching the night, was fined to do three months of farm work.As soon as Bai Shu returned to Honwan, Yaken had just bandaged his wound when he limped into the knife forging room.

"Isn't the master not fond of forging knives?" Yao Yan asked a little strangely.

Hasebe frowned.

Three days later, Bai Shu, who hadn't forged any new knives, gave orders to the troops for the first time.

"I hope everyone will visit Mt. Atsugashi more often."

After Bai Shu finished speaking, he went into the knife forging room again.

Qing Guang frowned worriedly: "I seem to know what the master wants to do..."

"Is Mikazuki Zong close? Only that guy needs to send troops to go to Mount Atsuga, right?" Anding said.

Xiaohuwan, who was passing by, also came over: "I would be very happy if Sanriyue could come."

Umaru, who was drinking tea at the side, also nodded.

"You guys who don't have a sense of crisis!" Qingguang stood up and said, "Have you ever seen the master obsessed with a knife so deeply! The troops who have been in battle have been in Azuga Shishan for almost a week. ! The master has been bored in the forging room for a long time! If that guy Sankayue really comes! We will fall out of favor!"

Xiaohumaru stared blankly at Qingguang who was filled with righteous indignation, and casually touched the tea on Yingwan's plate, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "No way, the master wouldn't do that."

"Who knows..." Qing Guang muttered, and sat down again.

An Ding patted Qing Guang's shoulder reassuringly: "You also have to have more confidence in the master. Besides, San Riyue will come or not, and you won't be favored. You have nothing to do."

Suddenly Qing Guang's eyes lit up: "I have no choice but to come or not, it's not certain whether I will be favored or not!"

The three knives looked at Qing Guang together.

Qingguang smiled triumphantly, opened his hands to the sun, and admired his newly painted nails.

"Sanriyue! You big liar!!! Woo!!!"

From the knife forging room came the mourner's cry of grief.

Kiyomitsu, who was ambushing outside the door, saw Baishu come out of the forging room angrily, and quickly hid against the wall. After confirming that Baishu had returned to his room, Kiyomitsu pulled out Taro in Jiro's gorgeous kimono from the corner.

Taro shyly covered his face with his wide sleeves, and whispered, "Why does it have to be me..."

"Because Zongsan won't agree with me dressing Jiang Xue up like this." Qing Guang said confidently, "And your brother..."

Jiro, who lent the clothes, raised his head from the corner and gave Taro a thumbs up: "Come on, brother!"

Three black lines appeared on Taro's head, he turned his head and said to Qingguang, "Then why don't you go?"

"Do you think I don't want to go!" Qing Guang gritted his teeth: "I usually act like a spoiled child too much, and the master is completely immune to me. If I dress like this, I will be kicked out as soon as I enter the door!"

"Alas... Actually, there is no need at all..."

"It is necessary!" Kiyomitsu interrupted Taro sternly: "If you don't get the master to change his mind! The three days and months that the master has been looking forward to will steal all the attention of the master! Even if you don't care much, consider Honmaru Everyone here!"

Taro frowned in embarrassment: "Is this useful..."

"How will you know if you don't try! At least for now! Distract the master's attention!" Qingguang patted Taro on the back: "It's all up to you, Taro! Come on!"

Taro compromised helplessly: "Okay then, I'll try."

"San Riyue, a liar, say what you say, it will come soon." Bai Shu, who automatically ignored the two words, lay down on the table bitterly: "I can't forge it! I can't fish it!"

"Knock knock" Someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it!" Bai Shu returned angrily.

There was silence outside the door for a while, and a familiar deep voice came: "It's me, master."

"It's Taro? Wait for me to open the door." Bai Shu stood up in a daze, it's all over, what is Taro doing here?

"Owner……"

As soon as the door was opened, there was a big sword poking out of the house with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye.

Bai Shu was so frightened that he stuttered: "Time and time... Taro?"

Taro blushed with embarrassment: "It's me..."

Bai Shu swallowed, pulled Taro into the room, poked his head out to look left and right, and quickly closed the door.

Turning around to find Taro standing there, Bai Shu pulled Taro to the table and sat down, and asked with concern: "Did Gexian wash all your clothes off by accident?"

"Ah? No." Taro replied subconsciously.

"Then why did you wear Jiro's clothes? Did you wear them in a hurry to go out?" Bai Shu wondered.

Taro choked for a moment, recalling what Qingguang had told him, he turned his head a little stiffly, and assumed the posture that Qingguang taught him "still holding the pipa and half covering his face", covering his own eyes with his sleeves. lip.

"Master, I..."

"Does your mouth hurt?" Bai Shu supported himself, trying to see what happened to Taro's mouth.

"No, no." Taro replied blankly.

"Then what's wrong with you?" Bai Shu asked.

Taro tried hard to remember what Kiyomitsu taught him, and slightly frowned his pretty eyebrows.

Bai Shu looked at Taro's melancholy look, and couldn't help reaching out to help him pat his chest: "Did Jiro make you angry again? Don't be angry, Jiro, let me tell you about him! "

Taro sighed helplessly, the master's reaction was completely different from what Kiyomitsu said.

Sure enough, it's still a straight ball.

"Actually, it's because of an order issued by the master recently..."

Bai Shu was stunned for a moment, and said a little embarrassedly, "Have you all found out?"

"It's too obvious what you did. Do you want Mikazuki Zongjin?" Taro asked.

Bai Shu scratched his head and admitted.

"Because it's the first time I saw my master so eager for a sword, Kiyo... some swordsmen in Honmaru are a little uneasy."

Bai Shu was stunned again: "Uneasy? Why?"

"Because I'm afraid of losing the master's favor."

"Doting or something, it really is Qing Guang." Bai Shu complained.

Taro coughed dryly, and talked about him from left to right: "So what does the master think?"

"This...Actually, I was saved by Sanriyue when I rolled down the mountain before. Otherwise, how could I find you with such a waste of energy and injured legs? He sent me back."

Taro sighed: "So that's the case, then even if you are favored, it is only natural. I will tell...them."

"No," Bai Shu interrupted him, and said sternly: "Although I like Sankaiyue quite a lot, I don't have any preference. In my eyes, everyone is the same as Sankaiyue. If Sankaiyue comes to Honmaru, I will There will be no difference between treating him and treating everyone, because everyone is my family."

Taro stared blankly at Bai Shu.

Bai Shu smiled slightly: "Don't you even believe me?"

"No, no, I believe you." Taro couldn't help blushing.

"That's good!" Bai Shu laughed for a while, then suddenly remembered: "By the way, Taro, why are you wearing Jiro's clothes?"

Taro glanced left and right: "Uh, because... because Gexian accidentally washed all my clothes off."

"That's it, that's really careless, I'll go talk to Ge Xian about it."

"No need! I will tell Gexian!" Taro stood up in embarrassment, and went out: "Master, I will leave first! Farewell!"

Bai Shu looked at Taro who was leaving in a hurry, took a sip of the cold tea on the table, showed a sly smile, and within a second, his face suddenly fell down: "San Riyue, you liar!!!"

The author has something to say:

Originally, I planned to update it for one day because I collected more than one hundred, but I didn’t expect to write two chapters, and it became two days in a row...

Sanriyue actually had a dream before. I dreamed that I was taking an exam, and Sanriyue was sitting next to him. He told me he couldn’t, and asked me to lend him the paper to copy. After copying, Sanriyue told me that I would go to you. Honmaru thank you!So the next day when I came together, I frantically forged knives and brushed 5-4. As a result, the materials were used up, and I spent another day in the 5-4 ditch.

How angry, Sanriyue, you big liar!