Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

Unbuttoning the outermost layer of cloth, the milky white skin that barely contrasted with the hair color was revealed from beneath the clothes.

Hailing couldn't help but sigh as her already well-developed body was wrapped in layers of bandages that were about to burst.

"Huh... I have to buy a few more volumes with Sister Xiaogong when I get home this time."

After untying the bandage, Hailing began to wash up.

"Although I believe I have good abilities... I'm afraid of the 2nd and 2nd level of the 2nd level, and I'm afraid of the ...

The sound of rushing water rushing over the skin is evocative, and the subtle sound of the towel wiping is also hard to ignore.

The sound of water flowing out, the sound of water entering...

"Really? What kind of penance is this?"

The body of a heroic spirit endowed him with extraordinary five senses, which naturally included the perception of the current situation.

Not to mention that he is now a guard, so if he goes outside the house, he will be suspected of trying to hide something.

"In this case,"

Muramasa sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to construct a sword that could be projected in his mind.

Weapons that belong to him, weapons that do not belong to him...

The fragments of memory that I glimpsed by chance, the era that I "experienced" in my lifetime...

When I think about it, I do feel a little unmotivated, as if I am not a real person.

His personality and body belong to a modern person, but his experience and skills belong to the ancient "Muramasa".

The original idea of ​​constructing weapons was put aside, and instead I began to think about the meaning of this second life.

The so-called "memories of life" are as false as dreams. He keeps stubbornly calling himself "old man", which may be a resistance to his own nihilistic nature.

"Really? I shouldn't be the type to dwell on such matters, right?"

Feeling the sound of water in his ears stop, Muramasa stopped worrying about it.

At least, the purpose of getting through this period has been achieved.

"Mr. Muramasa, you can go in and wash..."

Hailing, wearing a plain white bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom.

On the delicate face that still retains its childishness, the eyes were filled with moisture after enjoying the bathroom, making them blurred and hazy.

Although I didn't wash my hair with water on purpose, it was still inevitably stained by the water droplets from the bath.

A few drops rolled down the neck and fell into the folds of fabric covered by the yukata.

The yukata almost completely covers the body below the neck, unlike the usual figure that is forcibly highlighted by several layers of bandages.

The mature curves are perfectly emphasized, framed by the belt around the waist, while also announcing the contrast on the abdomen.

Even with just a fleeting glimpse, the eyes were able to imprint the peaks and plains.

"understood."

Entering the bathroom, Muramasa also began to wash up.

Even if this body doesn't need it, eating, drinking, and washing are all part of being alive. If I don't do it, I always feel like something is missing.

"Come to think of it, I was even scolded by the teacher (Hephaestus)?"

"He's a Heroic Spirit, but he's always cooking in different ways."

After taking a shower while complaining, I turned around and found Hailing curled up on the bed, looking like she was asleep.

Pretending to sleep...

As for the reasons, we can more or less guess them.

This is a cheap hotel with poor soundproofing. Although it is mainly populated by foreign merchants like them, naturally some people from Inazuma City also choose to stay here.

There were sparse but clear sounds coming from behind the wall. The sounds had almost no specific meaning, but were just pure expressions of desire.

Is it too advanced for a girl of this age?

But if I leave it alone, I'll probably fall asleep soon.

Lying on his own bed, Cun Zheng turned off the lights and closed his eyes.

On the side, Hailing, who was pretending to be asleep, turned over and wanted to peek through the shadows, but failed.

"call……"

She felt both relieved and a little confused. She was worried about the other person's panic-stricken expression, but also annoyed that the other person did not show a similar expression.

But the averted gaze gave her some comfort.

"If you just stare at me, you won't be able to sleep. Are you a monster?"

"Ah, sorry!"

Hailing quickly closed her eyes, but she didn't know why the other person knew she was looking at him.

"Forget it," Muramasa sighed, "By the way, is it usually tied up for work?"

Seeing that the other person couldn't sleep, I casually asked a more concerned question.

"what……"

The unexpected question made Hailing shrink back, but she still nodded to herself:

"Well, it was quite stressful at first, whether it was picking herbs or sorting fish."

"Later, I asked Sister Xiaogong, and she told me this method."

Xiao Gong and the girl setting off fireworks, both of them rely on multiple layers of bandages to cover up certain features.

But the personality is different...

"Yeah."

After receiving the answer, Muramasa made some random guesses, but did not ask any further questions:

"Anyway, go to bed early and stop thinking about it. You still have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

Muramasa didn't say anything more. Hailing was too tired from the day's work to think about anything else, and she fell into a deep sleep in one breath.

Time flows freely in dreams until the daylight breaks through the night.

Muramasa opened his eyes and knew it was six o'clock without checking the time.

Hailing didn't need his help today, so he had some free time.

Hailing had already woken up, changed her clothes, and returned to her usual appearance.

"You're up really early?"

The girl who was styling her long hair paused and looked back at Muramasa:

"Ah, did I disturb you..."

"No, I get up around this time too."

Muramasa shook his head and explained:

"Even on days when I don't have work to do, staying in bed will affect my efficiency later on."

"That's right..."

Hailing looked like she agreed deeply and continued:

"Then I'll be out first. Sister Xiao Gong should be here soon. Muramasa, can you wait here for a while?"

After saying that, he left the room and disappeared behind the door.

"So, sir..."

Before she knew it, Hailing had omitted the last two words of "Mr. Muramasa"?

Never mind, it doesn’t feel bad.

Muramasa got up from the bed, raised his hand and used magic to transform himself into his usual clothes, then walked out of the house.

At this point, Inazuma had just begun to wake up, and vendors had already started putting their goods on the street. As to whether it had any connection with the chamber of commerce that Hailing was looking for, it was unknown.

After lingering in front of the hotel door for a moment, I heard a clear voice coming from a distance.

Her golden hair, tied in a "Goldfish Honda" style, coupled with the same enthusiasm as the morning sun, formed the underlying tone of Xiao Gong's appearance in Muramasa's eyes this morning:

"Hey, Mr. Muramasa, you're out for a walk so early~"

The half-teasing words came out of her mouth, causing Muramasa to grin and complain:

"Who are you calling uncle, you fellow..."

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"Hey! Seeing you keep calling yourself that, I thought you really enjoyed it."

Xiao Gong was a little surprised to hear Muramasa's expression and attitude.

"No, what's the matter..."

"Or do you really not want to be treated as an old man, or something like that?"

Muramasa had a complicated look on his face, and his tone was filled with awkwardness.

"Pfft haha——"

After hearing its explanation, Xiao Gong couldn't help laughing out loud:

"Sorry, sorry! I didn't expect you to be so interesting, Muramasa..."

Unexpectedly… ?

Muramasa curled his lips, looking somewhat unhappy.

Xiao Gong's eyes shifted to the side, obviously thinking about what euphemisms to use.

"It's just... a little difficult to get along with?"

"Alright, alright! It's still early, how about I treat you to something to eat?"

Feeling the other person's piercing gaze, Xiao Gong quickly changed the subject.

When talking about buying things, Muramasa's mouth twitched.

"No, I don't have any money..."

He was practically penniless here, not even having a knife to sell.

"It's okay, I'll treat you this time!"

Xiao Gong patted her chest, acting as if she was the host, and then said mysteriously:

"Besides, Hailing gave me some "funding" specifically! But, I won't use it now~"

"Funding? Is that girl that rich..."

We could only get one room last night.

"She said that the people in the village heard that you were going to come with Inazuma, so they specially allocated this part of the money to you."

Xiao Gong patted the second pouch on his waist triumphantly, and imitated Hai Ling's expression and tone at that time and said:

"Although everyone in the village really wants to give it to him directly, they feel that he won't accept it if they give it directly, so we asked Sister Xiaogong for help!"

The expressions and movements she imitated were so lifelike that people began to wonder if she was going to pursue a career in acting.

"Are you planning to perform on the streets?"

Watching her performance as if she was oblivious to the people around her, I felt that more and more people were looking at her.

"Alright, alright, I understand. Let's go now."

"Haha, let's go~"

Xiao Gong stopped the performance and took the initiative to lead Muramasa forward. Even though it was early in the morning, many shops could be seen set up.

The magnificent city walls, the bustling markets, and the absolute center of Inazuma Castle - the castle tower.

"Boss, give me twenty skewers of yakitori~"