Liu Quan sighed, curled the corners of his lips to reveal a smile, and replied in an understated tone as much as possible: "Changguang-kun...... Oh no, the Great Prajna-kun - he did block a very dangerous blow for me, and the omamori was used at that moment, and I thank him for that......"

Three Days Moon Zongjin's expression darkened.

As if he hadn't noticed the change in his mood, Liu Quan continued, "However, the 'Three Days Moon Sect' scratched my arm when I was in a Rakshasa state, and you should know that, right? When I become a Rakshasa, basically any wound will heal quickly...... Even if that person is one of the five swords in the world, I will return the sword to him, and it can be regarded as a tie-"

The Three Days Moon Sect did not speak.

Da Prajna Nagako seemed to notice the subtle change in her words, his eyes flashed, he put away the Gomori Ji, which was no longer useful, and said with a smile: "However, if you practice your hands, that's about it." I've found the feeling of this body~ I should be stronger than this next time I go out......"

Liu Quan looked up and smiled at him reluctantly.

"Yes, you must be tired, right? Please go back to your room and rest...... I'll give you a new one. Thanks to you, I want to thank you. ”

Sounds ...... Polite rhetoric, but Da Banruo Changguang bent his eyebrows as if nothing happened, and replied with a smile: "Well, then I'll go to the bath first." ”

Liu Quan: "......"

Well, is it necessary to give you a public notice that you're going to take a bath......?

However, this is not a good time to complain. She had no choice but to hold back, smiling at the Great Maharaja and watching him walk towards his room with a still dashing gait.

The courtyard seemed to be silent again, and a drizzle rustled on the surface of an umbrella made of oiled paper.

Liu Quan realized that the rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and that most of the three days and moon sects were still mostly exposed outside the umbrella and lacked shelter, so she quickly raised her head and glanced at the expression on his face, then grabbed his left sleeve, gently tugged twice, and said, "...... Come in some. This umbrella is enough to cover both of us......"

Sanri Yue Zongjin seemed to be suddenly shocked, he lowered his eyes to look at the hand she was holding his sleeve, and replied in a calm tone: "...... No, not anymore. Just cover yourself. Me, I'll leave it like this for now. ”

Liu Quan: "......"

She endured it for a while, and finally felt that she couldn't bear it anymore.

“...... It's useless to stand there masochistically in the rain?" she decided to play to her original strengths and simply hit the ball straight.

The Three Days Moon Sect turned his head to look at her as if surprised.

She simply didn't do anything, and when he seemed to be a little unreasonable, she said all the depression accumulated in her chest.

“...... And it's not like your style either. She said.

"When you want to influence my decision, you are so bold that you can use all your words and means...... Is it just that you fought with me because your ontological sword was polluted by the time-retrospective march during the change of Yonglu, and it became like this? You drew your sword at me in front of the Sensoji Temple, and said in a strict way that you want to crusade against me, a fallen god inquisitor, where did all your momentum run away at that time?!"

Three Days Moon Sect looked at her in amazement. When she spoke of the Battle of Sensoji Temple, which was a knot between the two of them, the eyes with the crescent moon widened slightly.

And, perhaps because she was standing in this Honmaru that belonged to her at this moment—and he was also a part of this Honmaru, in other words, he was also subordinate to hers—this subtle reversal and dislocation of status strengthened her mysterious self-confidence (?), and she actually spoke louder and louder.

"That person is that person, and you are you. I'm not even at a loss for the difference—what's more, isn't it a great deal to fall into the shadows? There is more than one person in this Honmaru who has had this strange experience, right? Wouldn't it be nice to correct it—as long as we all belong to this Honmaru now, have the same beliefs and goals, and will continue to fight side by side and trust each other, and will continue to do so forever?"

Three Days and Moon Sect Near: "......"

Rarely, he also had a moment when he was speechless for a while when she was so arrogant that he felt speechless.

What kind of person is a person who can easily describe the "dark fall" as "a strange experience that can be corrected"?

...... Someone who must be able to turn the whole world upside down—and everything he's been through in his long blade life, special?

The drizzle was still falling densely outside his umbrella. For a moment he felt as if what he had said was not enough to express his thoughts for the moment, and as if he didn't need to say anything more.

Oh, yes. He slashed her in the chest, and didn't she just say that at the moment of the Eternal Change, in Nijo Castle, she also paid tribute to that "he" as a stab in the chest.

Oh, yes. I don't have to worry about it anymore.

She doesn't mind him killing her, and he doesn't care if she ruthlessly slashes at "him". Because this is their destined fate, destined for a good path, and destined for a good way to get along-

It's as simple as that. It was destined that they would meet, get along, and kill each other in such an unusual way. After all, it will be in such an extraordinary way - in love, right?

He finally browled his eyebrows.

Although they still have a lot of differences to reconcile, and a lot of issues to discuss, but now—

As soon as he was about to say something, she suddenly said—

A little sneeze.

Three Days and Moon Sect Near: "......"

Only then did he notice that the clothes she was wearing today were iris-colored blouses and cyanotic hakama similar to the style of shrine maidens. However, when I looked closely, I noticed that the fabric of her clothes was a little thin, which seemed to be more suitable for summer, and it was obviously a little less in the spring drizzle.

He couldn't help but sigh, still holding the umbrella in his right hand, and his left arm raised flat, and the sleeves of the wide hunting coat fell down. Since the fabric of the hunting suit is heavy brocade, at this moment it is only a layer of fine raindrops on the surface, which does not penetrate into the fabric. So he opened his left arm and took her into his arms.

Liu Quan: !?

Caught off guard, she staggered forward, her cheek pressed against his chest. At the same time, his left arm wrapped around her back, and the sleeves of his wide hunting coat hung down, just covering her back, shielding her from the slight chill and moisture brought by the spring rain.

And under her cheeks, through a layer of fabric, as if the heat of his body could escape from under the fabric, spread directly to her, and she felt her cheeks burn in an instant, and the smooth and fluent speech she had just had just now vanished without a trace in an instant.

She stammered, "What is this—What is this, Three Days?"

She heard him chuckle softly above her head and replied, "Warm Snow Leaf-kun." ”

Liu Quan: "Oh...... Thank you, thank you...... That one...... Hold it, uh...... It's too tight—"

The Three Days Moon Sect was close as if he hadn't heard her words. He also showed the so-called "ultimate my pace" side.

"Ahahahaha. He chuckled, his magnetic voice tickling her ears, and then her ears turned red subconsciously.

"Although there are other ways to warm Yukiba-kun—" The black-bellied Heian Chao old man actually dragged out his voice slowly;

The next second, he suddenly lowered his face slightly, put his lips to her red ear, and said with a smile:

“...... However, that's it for the time being~"

Willow Springs: !!

She shrank her neck suddenly, and inadvertently turned her head, just in time to see the blood stained on her right sleeve, which had not yet dried, in such intimate contact, stained the fabric of the Three Days Moon Sect's nearly blue hunting clothes, and rubbed a small dark stain on the gorgeous fabric with dark lines.

She couldn't help but pause.

Sanri Moon Sect noticed her movements, and also looked down, following her line of sight to find the end. He was silent for a moment, sighed softly from his throat, let go of the hand that was around her back, and took a step back.

Willow Springs: ???

...... No, it can't be that you are scared by such a simple small patch of blood...... He is one of the five swords in the world, and he is the character who slashed the god judge and the lover he now thought he was in front of the Sensoji Temple. But his step back was too, too suspicious—

She didn't even finish thinking about it, when she felt the third moon sect's left hand wrap around her right arm, grab her upper right arm from below, and lift it slightly.

Liu Quan: ?!

Before she could react, she felt a warm, lip-to-mouth breath gently blowing on the torn fabric of her right upper arm. The breath brushed through the tear in the sleeve of the scar that had long healed, and she couldn't help but shiver.

In the next second, his lips fell, ironed against the scar on her right upper arm that had been cut by the "Three Days and Moon Sect Near" that had fallen in the Eternal Change!

With a bang, Liu Quan felt that his whole person was bào zhà.

She felt like a kettle filled with water on a fire, the water was fully boiled and the steam rattled against the lid. All surfaces are piping hot, and the slightest touch will immediately burn your fingers.

Her brain was in a daze, but at the same time, the nerve endings all over her body seemed to be extremely sharp at this moment, and she could even feel his approaching face through the fabric, the feeling of his warm snort blowing on the surface of her skin, even his slightly closed eyes, and the touch of his long hanging eyelashes that seemed to skim the surface of her skin—

She gasped softly.

"W-Isn't this warm—" She barely managed to squeeze a word out between her teeth.

Then, she heard the Three Days Moon Sect laugh softly again.

"No, it's not. He actually agreed with her, and—

He suddenly let go of her right arm, and the left hand took hold of the back of her neck, and with such a gentle push lifted her burning face to himself, and the next moment his lips were tenderly covered over hers.

The drizzle was dripping, tapping lightly on the oil-paper umbrella that covered the two of them.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella with the beautiful pattern of the night cherry blossoms and the crescent moon in one hand in his right hand, he held up the back of Yanagiquan's neck with his left hand, lowered his head and kissed her tenderly.

In between breathing, he smiled hoarsely and said, "...... That's what 'warmth' is. ”

Liu Quan felt that he had gone from head to heel. In the burning Nijo Castle, the memories of the fallen god-sama who looked exactly like the person in front of him at this moment and fought bravely with his life have now become thin like a distant, unreal dream. As if deep down in her heart she was unwilling to give in to the reality that she was not willing to give into, she protested and said: "But...... It's not the same as the 'warmth' I just said......

Sanri Yuezong paused slightly, put his forehead against her forehead, closed his eyes slightly and laughed lowly, and said:

"This is also a kind of 'warmth' - do you want to try another kind, Yukiba-kun?"

Liu Quan: "......"

No, if you let this person continue to talk about it, you won't hear anything good, but maybe there will be a crisis of being locked by a yellow card-

She was silent for a moment, then decisively grabbed the front of his hunting coat with her right hand, and pulled it down lightly.

He didn't resist, but followed the direction of her force, and his lips fell to cover her again.

Well, he won. She thought.

She returned exhausted, embarrassed, depressed, and in a deathfight, and he walked slowly towards her in a beautiful hunting suit and a beautiful paper umbrella, and spoke to her in a gentle voice, trying to charm her, to make her fall for herself, so that she could only see his presence in her eyes—

Well, he'll win today.

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