Later, the cherry blossom viewing party, which was promised, was held in the garden of Honmaru as scheduled.

The huge Manyo cherry tree in the middle of the garden is in full bloom. No matter which angle you look at it, it looks like a big pink, brilliant cloud.

The goddess sat under the porch, holding a cup of good tea that Yingmaru gave her very casually in her left hand, putting the teacup on her lap, and holding a string of dumplings in her right hand, biting off the top one, chewing slowly, while looking at the swords and mourners laughing in the courtyard with a pleasant expression.

The audio and karaoke equipment that was previously purchased for this kind of party in Honmaru has reappeared. After everyone was forced to listen to the half-drunk Japanese horn singing three songs in a row, he was finally overturned by Jiro, who was even more drunk. Then, as Jiro was about to begin his ridiculous singing, his brother Taro—who fortunately didn't seem to be very drunk, probably because he was a slow drinker—stepped forward and pulled his brother away in time under the hopeful and praying eyes of the Goddess Inquisitor.

In this way, everyone is protected from a new round of drunken knives (fog!).

So, for some reason, a new tacit understanding was formed - everyone stopped singing, but used the stereo to play elegant and beautiful songs randomly to help the fun. For the female presessor who is more accustomed to modern pop, this is of course a better choice than the guqin or the shamisen, and she seems equally happy, shaking her head and humming along when she hears her favorite melody, like a childish child.

There was the sound of footsteps in the wooden hallway behind him, like a person...... I was hesitating in my heart, thinking about something, and forgetting to control the weight of my feet.

The female judge paused slightly as she chewed the dumplings, then sighed, casually put the strings of dumplings in the tray next to her, and said without looking back: "Kane-san, you are walking around and about to wear through the floor of the corridor." ”

Sure enough, the next moment, Izumi Mamoru Kane's rough retort sounded—with a hint of panic and a sense of weakness in his tone.

"W-How is it possible!!I—I've only walked around here four times!!"

The Lady Inquisitor tilted the corners of her lips as if she was a little amused for a moment, but in the end she resisted the harmful urge and said softly, "Why don't you come here and sit?

Izumi Shoukanji: "......"

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around, and stepped on heavier steps, as if he had finally made up his mind, and strode to the side of the female inquisitor as if he had gone to battle, and sat down with a golden sword.

The Female Inquisitor moved the tray to her side in time, otherwise Izumi Mamoru would have kicked over the tray before she could sit down.

A helpless smile appeared on her face, and she waited until Izumi Morikane sat down next to her before asking, "...... What's going on? Why did you suddenly take out this momentum...... Do you have an enmity with anyone in this honmaru?"

Izumi Mamoru was stunned for a moment. “...... How can there be a grudge?"

He apparently didn't get the Witch Inquisitor's joke at all.

The female inquisitor smiled and sighed lightly, and a hint of narrowness appeared in her expression.

"If you want to say something vengeful...... Like, slashed you or something?"

Izumi Mamoru almost jumped up again.

"Slash, slash me?!" he yelled, repeating her definition of "vendetta," his eyes widened, and he turned his head to stare at her.

The Divine Inquisitor burst out laughing. She turned her head sideways, looked at Izumi Mamoru Kaneji with a ghostly look, nodded with a smile, and responded, "Ah." Oh, yes. ”

"W-What's 'yes'!!" Izumi Mamoru Kaneji seemed to be almost by her understatement response.

He stared at the relaxed smile on her face for a long time. His nose was furrowed, and he was panting as if she were so angry, and his handsome face was flushed, as if she had been so angry that he could not speak for a moment.

The smile on the Witch's face hadn't disappeared from his burning gaze, but she turned her face to the courtyard again casually with the almost burning gaze of Izumi Morikaneta, looking at the huge, blooming Manyo cherry tree.

"I'm sorry, Kane-san. She said suddenly.

Izumi Mamoru Kazumi: "What ......!!What do you say?!"

He looked as if he was holding his breath and was about to hold back his big move, but he was abruptly interrupted by her divine stroke. Then the anger he had just accumulated receded like a tide, and his tone of voice became stammered because he was caught off guard.

A faint, gentle, apologetic smile tugged at the corner of the Witch Priestess's lips, staring at the cherry tree in the court, but repeating the words clearly.

"I'm sorry, Kane-san. At the beginning, when I was in Hakodate, I stabbed you. She said.

"I know you're doing it for my good...... And, whatever my reason, you are innocent. Come to think of it, that incident can almost rank first in my black history...... Because it was supposed to be the first time in my life, and I didn't attack my enemies, but my friends......"

She paused.

“...... If you really want to talk about it, I'm the one who is willful, and you're right. ”

Izumi Morikane's face was wonderful, a burst of blue, a burst of white, a burst of red, and finally a slow turn to black. He didn't seem to feel much better at all because he had finally received her apology and review.

"W-what—" He held back for a long time, and finally squeezed a sentence out of his throat, and roared in an earth-shattering voice, "If you really want to reflect on yourself, then, just say it sooner!

The female inquisitor was a little surprised and seemed to be a little amused, she turned her face again to look at Izumi Mamoru who was about to explode, tilted her head slightly, and asked innocently, "...... Do you think I'm bad for you?"

...... That's not the point at all!!

Izumi Mamoru Kaneji was about to die of anger.

He had to cough heavily, and after taking a few deep breaths, he glared at the female inquisitor angrily and shouted, "...... Even ignoring my repeated requests to go out for polarization practice, counting, what is good for me!!"

Before his majestic shout fell, he heard the female inquisitor simply reply, "Okay." Tomorrow you will be allowed to go out and practice polarization. ”

Izumi Shouji: "......?!"

He stumbled, and before he could think of how to strike back at the hateful woman more majestically, he saw her smile and tilt her head again, and there was a hint of cunning in her smile.

“...... Isn't that good for you?"

Izumi Morikaneji: !!

"Hey, don't, don't be perfunctory to me!!" He held his breath for two seconds, and finally roared out even more earth-shatteringly, and his muscles burst out.

"Ah~I'm sorry~" She smiled and apologized to him again, but he dared to say that there was no apology in her attitude......! I'm angry!

"Damn!" he blurted out, "Don't underestimate me! I'm such a handsome and powerful knife!!, even if you stab me, I-I'm not afraid!!"

The Divine Inquisitor stared at him with wide eyes in unusually surprise, and after a moment, she burst out laughing.

Izumi Shoukan: "What...... Why are you laughing again!!"

He also wanted to lecture her more harshly, so that she could understand how handsome, powerful, and broad-minded he really was, but he heard a noise in the courtyard.

"What should I do, what should I do, it seems that there is a problem with this playback!"

"What, is it stuck......"

"It's not like it's going to break a little faster because we've been using it all day......"

"Click, click, click, let the little monk hammer it, it must be no problem!"

Izumi Morikane: ??

Liu Quan: "......"

Before they could speak, they heard a thud - like a big fist slamming against the stereo, because a resonant-like hum was heard from the speakers.

Liu Quan: "...... Ah, you can't just smash expensive appliances just because the lord is rich—"

The sound buzzed for a few seconds, then suddenly clicked, as if the inside was running again—and then a whole new song was played, mixed with the chaotic and delightful whispers of the little knives:

"Okay, okay, I think it's time to play a new song......

"Great, otherwise no one would be able to repair such a powerful thing, but what can I do......"

and the loud complaints of Hasebe, who struggled with Honmaru's accounts all day.

"I've heard that if you take it out to repair, the repair fee is very expensive!

Liu Quan burst out laughing again.

That brand new song echoed through the courtyard, the melody soft and warm.

[I am far from what I want to seek

Is it a little closer?

Look back from time to time

Sometimes it stops

Even so it is moving forward

Step by step down-to-earth]

A warm breeze blew on her face. She turned her head back with a smile and looked at Izumi Shoukane.

"Kane-san. She called him again softly.

For some reason, Izumi Morikane's shoulder reflex shook a little. This wonderful reaction made his voice stutter in reply.

“...... W-what?"

The Witch looked at him deeply, as if she had seen through what he really wanted to express to her beneath his lustful face.

This instinct made Izumi even more uncomfortable. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed his hair, and for a moment he didn't know whether it would be better to be blunt and say everything he wanted to say, or to continue chatting with her in a roundabout way—because his instinct also told him that maybe he wouldn't get the results he wanted, just like that day in the fields of Hakodate, where he had said everything he could, but she still resolutely rejected his kindness and resolutely swung her sword at him.

He was in a dilemma, not knowing which course to choose, when he heard the female inquisitor speak again.

"Kane-san will always be my companion. She said.

Izumi Shoukanji: "...... Huh?!"

He stared at her with wide eyes in disbelief, a warm smile as he watched her, eyes as bright as dark crystals looking back at him without evasion.

"Maybe there will be a time of disagreement in the future...... Maybe there will be a moment when my decision will make you half angry......" she said slowly.

Izumi Shoukanji: "......"

So what the hell was she talking about! Wouldn't they have some good times in the future? Why did all of them sound so bad!' he thought to himself.

As a result, she changed her mind.

“...... However, I will be a very reliable companion at all times. ”

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April 17:

Therefore, our 900th chapter is the home of Kane-san.

The whole Honmaru flower viewing meeting should be the last scene of the grandfather line.,Writing this scene purely because I think the last episode of Hanamaru is enjoying the flowers under the Kazuha cherry blossoms.,It feels very warm w.

Kane-san appeared because he was actually the first person in this Honmaru to see his sister's funeral god.

Even his grandfather's appearance was actually after him.

However, sometimes things are like that.

It's not the HE who will be able to reach the emotional line when you see it first, and there are misses and regrets, which is the real life.

Moreover, Kane-sang actually doesn't know the girl as well as his grandfather.

Think about it carefully.,Although there are all kinds of male gods in this Honmaru who are flirtatious and innocent.,But it's the grandfather who knows the girl best.。

For example, grandpa came to pick up his sister in the previous chapter and said to his sister, "Let's go home together", which is actually a very important sentence.

In the case that the sister feels that the bond between herself and the Bunsen family has been completely blocked, grandpa saying this is actually a comfort and redemption.

The male protagonist of the truth line,I think this is the best!

The soundtrack of this chapter:That is, the lyrics quoted in the chapter.,The ED song of the last episode of Hanamaru's first season.,"いつ、What time" sung by Kiyomitsu and Anding.。

Tomorrow at 0:00, we will continue yo w

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