"And so...... Can anyone tell me...... This second-rate novel-like story unfolds, what kind of trouble!?What kind of trouble!?"

Marisa looked weakly at the Eight Intentions Sword that was tied up with five flowers, and her hands were handcuffed by the back, hanging on the Westward Demon.

Tie hands and feet...... It's almost not a broken back, and it's ......

"You didn't resist at all from beginning to end, did you have a little spineless!?"

"Ahaha, Yonglin used to say this from time to time. 」

Even if his hands were cuffed by Yakumo's umbrella that changed his form with realm adjustments, even if his feet were tied by the special hemp rope of the underworld provided by Yuyuko, even if he was humiliated by Marisa's evil taste and hung on the demon tree.

Eight Meanings Sword Ya is always smiling.

Even taking away the long sword that equates the swordsman with life, he is unmoved.

Completely contrary to Kenya's rigid personality, this guy is not a very slippery man.

Marisa originally used the plot of the novel borrowed from the Red Devil Pavilion as the original guess about what happened next.

She imagined that the Eight Intentions Sword was completely bad, and as soon as she made a move, she would beat the demon dream to the ground, unconscious.

She imagined that the Eight Meanings Sword was full of nonsense, and as soon as it opened, it would anger and stimulate the demon dream, and it would be a fiasco.

She imagined that after the Eight Meanings Sword Ya accepted the challenge, the Sword Ya appeared halfway, stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds, and the hero saved the beauty.

She imagined that after the Eight Meanings Sword Ya faced the demon dream, Reimu shamelessly intervened, seriously threw the festival, and crushed the victory.

But I didn't expect that the Eight Meanings Sword would be so brazen...... Throw in the towel and surrender.

"Oh my God, are you really Jian Ya's past life?

Looking at the eight-meaning sword who was still cheeky and smiling when he was tied up on a tree with five flowers, even Yakumo Zi, whose skin thickness was far beyond ordinary people, couldn't help but cover his face and be speechless.

If 1,300 years later, Kenya is an upright and upright young man.

Then 1,300 years ago, the Eight Meanings Sword Ya must have been a slippery ghost, despicable and brazen...... It's like a rebellious teenager who has grown crooked.

And it's the best of the bunch.

After being busy for a while, after carefully pasting various special spells from the Hakuri Shrine on the Eight Meanings Sword Ya, he was sure to seal all his spiritual power...... Although there weren't many in the first place.

The corners of Reimu's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the cheeky smile in front of him, he felt uncomfortable for a moment, and put a charm on his face. Then he turned around, ignoring the shouting behind him, and looked at Yakumo Zi, who was sitting with Yuyuko, smiling and blushing.

"According to his word...... Kenya is receiving memories from him, but the experience of the Eight Meanings Kenya is relatively huge, and Kenya has no way to come out for a while?"

"That's right, that's it. 」

Zi Cong had already calmed down, and the look on his face was still a little embarrassed to take the pastry from the hands of Youmeng.

She just tasted the pastries that Youmu had carefully made while answering Reimu's questions.

"The sword you know is the sword spirit of the Budu Imperial Soul Sword, but he just has his own personality because of some coincidence, he mistakenly thinks of himself as a human being, and he doesn't clearly understand his own nature...... will lead to the current situation. 」

"And how long will it take?"

"I want to think about it...... About a quarter of an hour. 」

Very contrived, he wrenched his fingers a few times, and Yakumo Zi estimated a number.

"I really didn't expect it...... Don't look at me like that, innocent girls will make mistakes. 」

"I'd really like to ask you some questions, I don't think you can say anything like that. 」

"It's not a loss to Reimu-chan, you really understand me. 」

Rolling her eyes, Hakuri Reimu found a place a little further away from Purple and the others to sit down.

Under the altar, the maidens warmed themselves around the fire and savored delicious desserts.

On the altar, a young man in a green shirt was hung from a tree, watching them taste dessert.

It's an amazing scene.

Yuyuko smiled indifferently, took the snacks and pastries that Youmeng respectfully handed over, and thought so in his heart.

After facing the challenge of the demon dream, the Eight Meanings Sword Zai did show an amazing battle intent again.

But it didn't take long for it to disappear immediately. As if he was joking, he was quickly locked by Youmeng's hands and feet, and he was beaten to the ground without the slightest resistance.

And when she thought of Yume's expression at that time, Yuyuko couldn't help but want to laugh.

Fried fur can sometimes not only describe the appearance of cats when they feel danger or are frightened.

It can also describe the appearance of a dull girl after being teased.

What an amazing picture I saw, cunning swordsman.

Glancing at the Yachi Sword that was hanging from the tree and puffing out his mouth to blow away the spell on his face, Yuyuko tilted her head and said to Yakumo Murasaki, who was eating a pastry.

"For a moment, it's not too long, it's not too short, why don't you do something to pass the time first?"

"What's the fun DA☆ZE?"

"Yuyuko-sama...... Please respect yourself. 」

"I don't care. 」

The first person who became interested in Yuyuko's topic was naturally Marisa, the thief who was afraid of not messing up.

It is the first to produce the reputation of Yuyuko, but some are naturally clean and self-conscious, and the soul of the girl is a demon dream.

Neither interested nor expecting anything from this group of guys with no lower limit.,Knowing the root of the matter thoroughly.,Just to pass the time.,It's Gensokyo's chief red and white.,Hakurei Reimu.。

As for the purple, she has been on the side to keep an unfathomable state, she has already seen through everything, anyway, the swordsman does not understand the taste of the pastry.

"Speaking of which, this mutation, whether it was 1,300 years ago or 1,300 years later, they are all victims, right?"

"It's DA☆ZE. 」

"Indeed......"

"And then?"

Then, Yuyuko suddenly stood up, and because his eyes were too upright, everyone didn't have time to complain for a while.

She had already pointed her right hand at Yakumo Murasaki, who was enjoying the pastry on the side, and shouted with righteous words.

"Then the shady curtain that should be retreated the most should be...... Yakumo Purple, you're right!"

「…… What rice??" X4

Because she was so surprised, Yakumo Purple just bit down on the ordinary pastry and fell to the ground like that, scattering all over the ground.

Because she was so surprised, Marisa almost cut her finger when she fiddled with the Cloth Soul Sword, and became a finger thief.

Because he was so surprised, Yumu accidentally added ten times the amount of wasabi when cooking sushi to make a dark dish.

Because he was too surprised, Reimu's jaw was a little dislocated for a while, not to mention the times, and he had a disconnected expression.

Because most of his face was blocked by Reimu's spell, we couldn't see Yakuya's expression at Eight Meanings, and we could only guess his mood through the corners of his slightly twitching eyes.

"Yakuya has already surrendered, and everything will be fine when Kenya returns, but ......

However, Yuyuko narrowed her eyes, and the edge of her right hand turned to point directly above the Westbound Demon.

"How are you going to match me with this enchantment?"

"Who will compensate for the cost of repairs, repairs, labor, mental damage caused by the four seasons, press conferences for the residents of the underworld, and other related expenses?"

"Kenya has just been in Gensokyo for half a month, and even if he sells the temple house, he won't be able to lose so much. As for the Eight Meanings Sword, one is poor and two white, and at first glance, it is poorer than Reimeng. 」

"In this case, you can only find Zi to collect debts. 」

"As a behind-the-scenes actor, we should also pay for it. 」

"Right?"

Then a cold wind blew under the altar, shivering with cold.

Yakumo Murasaki: "You have a good point, but I am speechless. Pound the ground X1

Marisa: "You have a point, I'm speechless. DA☆ZE" Hammer the ground X2

Youmeng: "What Yuyuko-sama said makes sense, but I'm speechless. Pound the ground x3

Reimu: "...... I didn't turn my head, and for some reason I felt that it made sense. 」

So the strongest shrine maiden in Gensokyo stood up, picked up the imperial coin, grabbed a spell that had been prepared to deal with Yachiyi Kenya, and walked towards Yakumo Purple.

grabbed the purple back collar, and dragged her all the way in such a domineering way, ignoring the ghost crying wolf, the girl selling cuteness, etc., and dragged it to the end of the demon dream's eyesight.

"Give me half of the compensation. 」

This very undisciplined declaration was accompanied by a crackling, barrage bombardment of the ground.

and Marisa and the others will also be relieved of the off-white background.

It is in stark contrast to Yuyuko, who is full of vitality and has a prank expression.

==================================Then, dawn came, and the night dispersed.

Scattered with the night is not only this sea of blood and green gorge, but also the world that has made Jian Ya lose his mind for a long time.

Before returning to the previous mountain top, Jianya's footsteps unconsciously stopped, people say that the hometown is more timid, but now he does have such feelings.

After this dream dissipated, he understood many things.

He understood why the young man in the Qingxia looked so much like him 1,300 years ago.

He understood why, 1,300 years later, he had come into the world with the same sword as him.

But he still doesn't understand why he exists if he is not the person he expects him to be...... Why continue to live?

It's a tongue-twisting statement, isn't it? The logic is very unimportant, isn't it?

Kenya smiled slightly, thinking that if Marisa was there, she would inevitably be spit out again.

sighed, thought about it for a long time, or left all his thoughts, and walked towards the mountain reverently step by step.

This time, there was no lotus flower under his feet, just like one thing that all ordinary mountaineers have done for thousands of years, climbing, climbing, and being fascinated by the mountain.

The grass and trees in the mountains seem to be the same as in Kenya's heart, without the slightest change, even with his eyes closed, Kenya can easily walk up the mountain with instinct at this time.

I don't know when it started, a slight drizzle fell in the mountains, moisturizing things silently, moisturizing all things, bringing a warm and comfortable feeling, like lovers pouring out their hearts in their ears and washing their hearts.

The blue robe was already wet from the rain, but Jian Ya didn't realize it, but seemed to enjoy the process a little.

It feels comfortable and fun to step barefoot on the moss on the stone steps, everything is so natural.

Then step by step, I walked to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, there was a faint smell of wine, and traces of a bonfire could still be faintly seen, and a white-bearded old man sat on a chaise longue, holding a teapot and warming wine.

There is obviously no special breath on the body, but it can make the rain never fall within a foot of the body, as if forming a small piece of absolute peace.

"Old man......"

Looking at the back of the old man sitting on the chaise longue, for a moment, Jian Ya's eyes were unconsciously a little moist, his voice was a little choked, and he was speechless for a while.

"Boy, what's there to cry about?"

As soon as he slapped the wine jug, the wine jug flew into the air and naturally fell into Jian Ya's arms, blocking what he was going to say next.

"Isn't it ashamed that you've grown so big and cry like a child?"

Kenya looked at the flask in his arms, and many images suddenly appeared in his mind.

For a while, he didn't have time to recall these images, he just smiled bitterly, and didn't care at all.

"When I'm not around, you won't go to heaven to steal wine again. 」

"Nonsense, don't think that if your wings are stiff, I won't dare to hit you!"

I didn't see any movement, but with a slight wave of the old man's right hand, there was a force that struck Jian Ya's head so hard.

"Hey, hey, hit me on the head again, beware of knocking you the only genius apprentice stupid!"

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Jian Ya muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Smack!"

As he spoke, Jian Ya's head was hit with a sharp blade, and the old man said angrily.

"I've taught so many disciples, but you talk a lot, so many years have passed, if you were stupid, you should have been stupid a long time ago, and you can't do it in one or two strokes? 」

"Who said that I am a supreme genius who has not been seen in a thousand years?"

Pouting, Kenya retorted childishly.

"That's what my old man coaxed you, otherwise you stinky boy wouldn't want to cultivate well!"

The old man didn't blink, and he pushed back with a word.

"Old man!"

Looking at the white hair on the old man's sideburns, Jian Ya paused for a moment, and then said softly, "I'm back. 」

Hearing these four simple words, the old man finally fell silent, gently reached out and stroked Jian Ya's head, and sighed.

"You've grown up, too!"

Just walked to the old man's side, respectfully picked up a teacup, and poured a glass of light wine for the old man.

"Old man, I've been through a lot lately...... You must be interested in saying it. 」

The old man didn't answer, just quietly listened to Kenya, as if this was already the best way.

Kenya didn't ask any questions, and just told what he saw and heard in Gensokyo.

"When I first woke up, I was in the Forest of Magic...... Forest of Magic, if you don't know, it's a monster-infested ......."

"Then I met Marisa, who was a funny little girl and was very nice to me, and I stayed with her for a day......

"Like you, I became a teacher and took in a few apprentices...... But not as good as you...... There are a few talented people who can be regarded as your apprentices...... There's one kid in the middle of the kid who I think has pretty good qualifications......

"There are a lot of youkai in Gensokyo...... There are a lot of yokai that we don't see in our time...... Did you know about the Great Tengu? I've been with him with a sword... It was a dark and windy night..."

"And I recognized a younger sister...... It's a very upright little girl...... I get along with me, and the feeling of being a brother is not as bad as you say... The cooking skills are better than yours..."

"There are a lot of interesting people in the world...... The shop that sells tofu around the corner from the dojo is really delicious......

"By the way, I'll introduce you to my boss when I have time...... She is different from you, she is a good teacher who is conscientious, responsible and considerate, and once I had a math problem in class that I didn't do, she actually ......."

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"Thank you very much for the release, Mr. Swordsman. 」

"Oh?"

The Eight Meanings Sword, who secretly unlocked the powerful spell set by Reimu and the others, raised his head slightly, and glanced at the undead spirit in front of him who did not touch the ground.

Because the distance was so close, he felt the cold temperature of the undead's body, habitually touched his waist, and wanted to draw his sword and cut it out at the first time.

It turned out to be empty.

Seeing the thoughts of the Eight Intentions Sword, Yuyuko didn't care, just covered her mouth and smiled, and then with a wave of her hand, she summoned the Budu Imperial Soul Sword from behind Marisa, who was concentrating on watching the Reimu barrage battle.

Then it was handed to the hand of the Eight Meanings Kenya.

"It's only a little bit, but it's a reward for your forgiveness for my servant's rude behavior. 」

"Aha, nothing. 」

A little embarrassed, the eight-meaning sword waved his hand, feeling more and more the trickiness of the girl in front of him.

…… It's no wonder that Zi Muffled Sheng suffered a loss, unlike his appearance, this undead is not quite good.

And quite tricky.

Sitting on the cold altar, he rubbed his hands together and exhaled hot air, so that his eyes would not be looked directly at by the undead, and he could see some thoughts that could not be expressed. I could only look away, like everyone under the altar, pretending to concentrate on watching this gorgeous barrage battle.

His gaze shifted to the soul demon dream with the twin swords.

"Is that your family teacher?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"No...... I just remembered a guy I knew, both of whom were stubborn in some way. 」

"Female?"

「…… Be...... What's the matter? Are the undead gossiping like tengu?"

"No...... It's just a little surprised that the friend who made Zi Ri think about it at night turned out to be a playboy, and he was a little worried about her. 」

"Spare me, love has always been a sore spot for me...... It seems that my junior, the sword spirit of the Budu Imperial Soul Sword, the stupid boy with the same name as me, also knows nothing about this. 」

"Because you're too upright, aren't you?"

"I've been told that before. 」

The two of them smiled at the same time, still indifferently watching this gorgeous barrage battle, as if Yakumo Purple had fallen into disadvantage.

Then Yuyuko suddenly changed her tone and asked a very harsh question.

"How many swords?"

「……」

didn't answer directly, the eight-meaning sword who was asked was stunned for a moment, and looked at the smile on the corner of Yuyuko's mouth in surprise, and then realized that he couldn't hide the problem.

"Is it so easy to see?"

"It's not that obvious...... How could a great swordsman refuse a challenge from a swordsman...... It's just a little strange when I think about it. 」

"Is it too exaggerated to admit defeat......

"Yes, after all, the turn is too abrupt, like a second-rate novel. 」

"Amazing undead. 」

"Amazing swordsman. 」

The two looked at each other and smiled, this time the Eight Intentions Sword Ya was not avoiding Yuyuko's gaze, and it felt like a broken jar.

"Three swords. 」

"Three ......?"

Yuyuko frowned, a little disgusted by the number.

In Taoism, there is a saying that 'the Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things'.

In many cases, the number three often represents variables and hopes, and the change of anything to three will produce different developments.

That is, a third person that arises from the contradiction and conflict between two opposing aspects, and then generates all things.

If he returned 1,300 years ago, the blue-shirted swordsman who descended on the underworld was, and it also represented yin.

Reborn from the Budu Imperial Soul Sword, the sword that lost his memory and gained his own personality is Yang, and he was also born from the most majestic magic forest in Gensokyo, representing life.

Life and death, yin and yang, two and three......

Rubbing his brows, he suddenly had a headache, and he really should have listened to the words of the demon before, and memorized these books carefully.

"Actually, it's not as complicated as you think, it turned out to be five swords, but I don't know what was wrong, and one sword ran to the sword spirit. The number of four is not very auspicious, so it is simply used to poke the sky. 」

At this, he paused and looked up at the day.

"It's really nice to have a sunny day...... The place I used to take was simply inhumane, and I had to toss for a long time to bask in the sun. 」

「…… It's completely different from the swordsman I imagined. 」

"Oh, what do you think a swordsman should look like?"

"Well...... Probably because he doesn't smile at work.,Usually it's a serious look.,Even when I'm resting, I'm diligent in cultivating.,Never slack off on my kendo...... Feel it. 」

Scratching her chin, Yuyuko spoke out how she felt about one of the court masters she had ever come into contact with most like a swordsman.

"Oh, there are people who can do this kind of thing, and I really want to make friends. 」

"Dismissive?"

"Not really. 」

It's also the same as Yuyuko's chin scratching, but no matter how you look at it, Yakuya has the feeling of a **good girl, and she can't be as calm and atmospheric as Yuyuko.

He simply gave up this action, and he pointed in the direction of the demon dream and said.

"There's a reason why I admit defeat and don't compare myself to that little girl. 」

"Her eyes are more bent on death than revenge and revenge. 」

"Because I couldn't violate the moral shackles I had imposed on myself, I turned to self-abandonment and slammed headlong into the south wall to die. 」

"Although there is no shortage of such great men in history, a single person does not like a little girl to bear this sin. 」

"Besides, take 10,000 steps back, I'll really have a competition with her, what's wrong with her losing? Although it is not a swordsman's material, this little girl's future is far brighter than that of me, a dead man, and it is nothing to lose some face than to destroy the self-esteem of a future great swordsman. 」

"Although I really wanted to compete with her in her heyday. 」

Yuyuko was silent, and as the owner of the soul demon dream, he didn't think so deeply.

Suddenly, she thought of some clips before the monster left, so the corners of her mouth were no longer slightly upturned, and she looked a little bitter.

It's a sad feeling.

"Except for the swordsman...... It turns out that I don't understand people's hearts. 」

"Swordsmen don't understand people's hearts...... This sentence is quite incisive, but a swordsman doesn't need to know so much. 」

Under the sun, on the side of the barrage.

On the altar, next to the cherry tree.

A cheerful young man raised his head and poured a sip of sake, his mind clear.

Then he poured a glass of sake on the long sword, and the body of the Budu Imperial Soul Sword was shiny by the wine, reflecting the handsome and serious facial features of the young man in the green shirt.

"There is not much difference between a swordsman and a swordsman, and the biggest difference between me and that little girl or silly boy is my attitude towards swords. 」

"They can be faithful to the sword, faithful to the sword, and trust all their hearts and souls in the sword. 」

"I can't, all I believed in was myself. 」

"I believe in my sword, I believe in the sword I hold, but I don't believe in the path of the sword. 」

"This is also a problem that all sword learners have to face......

"This question has also been tossed for a long time. 」

"That's ......"

"What is a sword?"