Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

"Muramasa, didn't you buy anything?"

"Not really. Maybe I had a meal?"

He told it frankly.

"Don't you need to buy some iron or something? And clothes and stuff."

"Eh? Hailing, you don't know!"

Xiao Gong showed a surprised look:

"Our Muramasa won a great victory in the bet with Tianmu Forge this morning!"

"So, the ore problem, which was originally the biggest expense, has been solved~"

Muramasa had no complaints about this declaration, but he silently covered one ear:

“That’s too loud…”

but……

Xiao Gong and Hai Ling looked at each other and looked Muramasa up and down.

The blonde girl and the white-haired girl leaned in and whispered in each other's ears:

"Hailing, have you ever seen him change his clothes?"

"No……"

"Isn't it the same style yesterday?"

"Also, he didn't seem to have any personal luggage, or any changes of clothes..."

The two nodded at the same time, staring at Muramasa, and said for a long time:

"Um……"

The Swordsmith of Another World: Chapter 24 The Wrapped Thing

Inazuma, clothing store——Oguraya

Kokuraya, Inazuma's high-end clothing store, is of course also backward compatible.

Piles of fabrics form colorful walls inside the house, flaunting their value.

"Is this really necessary..."

Looking at the dazzling array of silk fabrics, Muramasa felt his eyes a little sore.

However, the two girls beside him were very excited.

"Mio, are there any new styles of clothes recently?"

Xiao Gong, who was better at socializing, naturally stepped forward and acted as a negotiator.

Hailing carefully selected the fabrics and looked at Muramasa to see which pattern was more suitable.

But she seemed afraid to touch it, and just recorded the patterns with her eyes.

"Of course, Miss Xiao Gong..."

The shop owner Ogura Mio at Oguraya apparently misunderstood and thought that the girl wanted to choose new clothes herself:

"Oh~ It's not me, it's the one over there."

She pointed in the direction of Muramasa, which was obviously close to the door.

It was Xiao Gong who led the way in just now, followed by Hai Ling who pulled Muramasa in.

"Oh? Is that so? I'm so sorry..."

She walked a little closer to Muramasa and asked tentatively:

"Sir, any preferences?"

The other person's upper body only had a red arm guard protecting his right hand. No matter how good her eyesight was, she couldn't tell what the other person liked.

"No, as long as it's wearable, I won't be picky."

A very classic statement. It seems that men who are not good at romance have a set of unified standards.

"It really is... a mystical answer, huh?"

The owner's smile was obviously a little stiff, but fortunately there were two women next to him as a buffer.

"How can this be, Muramasa?"

Xiao Gong brought over a finished piece of clothing and tried to put it on Muramasa to see if it would fit him.

"So many people coming to you means you'll have to deal with them sooner or later!"

"No, I'm a craftsman, right?"

Based on my experience in my previous life, even if a daimyo or the like came to visit, there was basically no requirement for the craftsmen to dress appropriately.

"In the end, it all comes down to the craftsmanship, the clothes, and so on..."

Halfway through his words, he saw Hailing looking very angry, and her already chubby face was swelling like a pufferfish.

not good……

I'm really not good at dealing with this kind of look, eh?

He turned his eyes away awkwardly, pretending not to see Hailing's somewhat complaining face.

"That's not what I meant~"

In contrast to the silent protest, Xiao Gong once again used her eloquence:

"In Inazuma Castle, swordsmiths are also one of the face of swords!"

"Just like eating, you have to pay attention to the appearance, aroma and taste of the food."

"You wouldn't want the sword named 'Muramasa' to be passed down through the ages with a statue that looks like an ugly picture, would you?"

So I am the seasoning for the knife, right?

Besides, why look at me when you can just look at the knife?

Under the pressure of Hailing's gaze, Muramasa's complaints were not directly translated into words.

"Yes, yes...I understand."

"For the rest of the day, I'll be your clothes hanger."

Hailing's resentful look disappeared, but she still muttered deliberately:

"What do you mean by clothes hanger? That sounds terrible."

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Gong smiled softly twice, then placed the two pieces of clothing in her hands into Muramasa's hands:

"Alright, alright, let's go try it out, shall we?"

For the next two hours, Muramasa was wrapped in various fabrics.

Xiao Gong has tried almost all kinds of styles and combinations, from trendy street cool guys to classic gray warriors.

The variety of appearances Muramasa showed today was probably more than all his previous appearances combined.

Hailing, on the other hand, carefully adjusts the ratio of "material" to "price", striving to find the most acceptable range for her wallet on this scale.

After all, most of the ready-made clothes in the store are just samples for trying on. What you can buy in the end depends mainly on the subsequent cutting.

"call……"

"This should be the last set, right?"

The last set of clothes is a simple gray-white Confucian robe with a red haori.

"Oh……"

Hai Ling sighed inexplicably, and Xiao Gong turned that sigh into words:

"Yes, this is much more handsome than before."

"Counting the few that fit before, there should be four...five sets in total, right? This should be enough to wear!"

Xiao Gong clapped his hands, looking like he had accomplished something great.

"The other clothes still need to be customized. If you two are satisfied with this set, you can wear it directly~"

Ogura Mio recommended with a smile, but her words didn't indicate she was asking for Muramasa's opinion.

"And the fabric you two chose for this dress isn't much different from this sample."

Xiao Gong took a quick look and saw that the fabric on Muramasa was only a few dozen Mora more expensive, so he smiled and said:

"I think it's okay...but Mio-san, look at how much we've already bought."

"How about you just turn a blind eye to the price difference for this one?"

After all, she was a customer who bought several sets of clothes, so Ogura Mio nodded naturally:

"Ok."

So they quickly agreed on a price, and their wallets, which were originally full, became shriveled in an instant. As they walked, they could even hear the jingling of Mora inside.

"By the way, wouldn't it be better if there were some more decorations?"

Xiao Gong suggested, and then his wallet was completely deflated, and he replaced Muramasa's necklace with a brown one.

The reason was that the shop owner Mingleimu could boost spirits, so the "two" girls were persuaded.

After finishing all this work, the full moon was almost overhead.

"Haa ...

The three of them stood side by side on the street where the three events of Daoqi's death and the death of Qi'er's wife had taken place. Even Xiao Gong, who was the most talkative, had become noticeably less talkative at this moment.

Lanterns illuminate the streets at night, and lights powered by elemental power flicker in the shops.

"It's completely different from the village..."

Usually at this time, the lights in the village have been turned off and everyone has gone to sleep, but in Inazuma Castle the lights are still on.

Occasionally, you can see strange pink lights on the streets. Whenever this happens, Hailing and Xiaogong will usually take Muramasa away together.

In front of one of the houses, a woman was slapping a man, with another woman standing next to her.

"Ah...it looks like the man who was having sex outside was caught."

Xiao Gong looked at it and sighed.

"The law of Inazuma clearly doesn't stipulate that one can only marry one wife, so why do these people still like to have affairs outside?"

"A sense of guilt... and responsibility, right?"

Muramasa took a quick look and made his own guess:

"When you're doing business with someone, you just forget about it afterwards. But when you marry someone, you become responsible for their future life."

"Eh……"

Hailing didn't watch the farce over there, but instead looked at Muramasa, who seemed to have quite some experience, with a little curiosity:

"What does Mr. Muramasa think?"

The honorific suddenly reappeared?

This thought suddenly popped up in Muramasa's mind, and then he thought about the other party's question:

"Old man?"

In response, Xiao Gong just glanced at Hai Ling, raised the corners of his mouth helplessly, and stretched his hands in an unnatural manner.

"Compared to momentary happiness, responsibility is more important, right?"

"As for things like branching out, even though everyone around me is saying that... it's probably better to just let nature take its course."

"It doesn't matter if it's a lot or a little, as long as the people involved can laugh about it, then there's nothing wrong with it."

There is no ulterior motive or trying to cater to anyone else's ideas. I am just thinking seriously about my own life.

Unlike the era in which this body existed, the time in which the Muramasa spirit existed was not a peaceful one.