And so it was seen until that hint of red began to be eroded by the darkness.

The next moment, the gentle light of the lantern in the Eternal Pavilion shone on Kenya's body.

Indeed, he has come to the vicinity of the demon dream ward. I didn't dare to make too much noise, so I could only keep walking on tiptoe in the corridor like this.

Looks like that room, right?

Then he slowly opened the window of the room and peeked in.

Youmu kept her kneel posture with her back to Kenya, as if she was also practicing a meditation-like practice.

It seems to be called Sword Zen. Remember to use it to communicate with the sword heart.

Is it okay to use a knife? Or is the cultivation of Youmeng's mental nature already so high?

In the case of youkai, it is possible.

There are similar things in Kenya's memory, but the details are different.

Anyway, since it looks like it's okay now, it's okay.

Realizing that he had disturbed the sword of Youmeng Qingxiu, he planned to slowly close the window.

At this time, the voice of the demon dream stopped it.

"Wait a minute, it's His Highness Kenya, right?"

"Yes, have you noticed? ”

"No, it was just a trace of breath that I noticed when I called out to His Highness Jianya. It wasn't me who found you, but my half-spirit. ”

"Huh?"

The white soul lightly rubbed the sword from behind, is this a greeting?

I touched its head, and then suddenly I heard a muffled snort from Youmeng.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing...... Hurry up and come in on this. If it is seen by Reisen again, I will be told again. ”

"Huh?"

"There's no room for politeness now, isn't it, His Royal Highness Jianya used to be so resolute, but in fact, he was essentially a coward?"

"Well...... As a man, I am both happy and sad to hear this...... Such mixed feelings. ”

With a wry smile, he entered Youmeng's room and sat on the tatami mat.

Youmeng's weapon was also confiscated by Yonglin, and now the two are simply connected by the same fate.

Of course, there was no intention of fighting again.

Even if you fight with your bare hands, you don't have any chance of winning when your right hand is already sealed.

If you can, you still want to use your sword to end the battle.

For a shameful challenge?

Shook his head.

Probably not

Youmeng should also know Budu's ability to eliminate souls, and she doesn't look like she has a brave and unscrupulous appearance.

Swordsmanship can reflect a person's heart, and when the swords intersect, it is not only a desperate fight, but also the best way to understand the other person's mind.

So what's the matter with me?

Looking at Jian Ya's hesitant face, in the dead of night, Youmeng lowered his head first.

"I'm sorry. ”

"What is there to apologize for?"

"All!" disturbed the lesson of His Highness Kenya, and then weakly asked for a challenge, and fainted...... And please send me to the doctor, I'm so out of character......"

"Well, the mood is understandable. But I can't agree with your idea, it's better to say that I'm the one who needs to apologize. I almost got rid of the demon dream. I didn't know that Spirit Sword had this kind of strength, I'm sorry to let you be hospitalized for no reason. ”

"No, please raise your head! Your Highness Jianya! If you lose the competition with Your Highness Jianya, you should be like this, and you are not qualified to say anything if you are weak. Anyway, where did Mr. Kenya learn his art? It's the first time I've seen swordsmanship like this. ”

"Actually, I don't remember either, when I came here from the outside world, I was in a state of losing my memory.

The name of Kenya is also the name I got from the magician who saved me, and my parents and master can't remember the real name.

Swordsmanship is just because it is left to the body to run on its own. Even if you use it consciously, you can't understand its essence. Just like I lost my memory, swordsmanship is not the master. ”

"Then His Highness Kenya, do you want to return to the original world?"

"I've generally consulted with Reimu, and I've decided to put down roots here. If you don't remember the memories of the original world, you don't have the idea of going back.

Recently, I've been getting used to life here, and the teachers and students at the private school have taken good care of me. I haven't paid off the kindness of the barnyard family, and I've become good friends with Marisa and Alice.

Even so, I will not give up, and I will continue to live until I get my memories back......"

…… Then, encounter the person who gets in the way. I can only swing my sword at each other.

Of course, the latter sentence was not spoken, but just made up in my heart.

Demon Dream, who was impressed by Jian Ya's ambition, said with a slightly admiring gaze.

"What an upright kendo...... His Highness the Sword Ya. ”

"I also think that Yumu is like that, right? Maybe we're all similar people. Put yourself in your shoes, and if I encounter a dojo in the world, I will not hesitate to come forward to ask for advice. Probably the instinct of being a swordsman?

When I intersected with the Demon Dream Sword, I was really happy. ”

"At that time, I was very serious, was His Highness Jianya laughing at me?"

"No, I'm not going to joke about swords, I've always been serious. By the way, how is your health? Much better, right?"

"Yes, the body has fully recovered. However, you still need to rest slowly, and you can hold the sword again after the spiritual power has completely dissipated. But Your Highness Jianya, ...... your right hand?"

"Ah, I was shot through by Yonglin. It doesn't matter, it won't affect the situation of holding the sword, it will be fine in no time.

So, when we're healed, let's fight again with the bamboo sword, right?"

"Yes, at that time, please do your best no matter what!"

Hearing Kenya's challenge, Youmeng's eyes flashed with battle intent.

It is indeed the court master of Bai Yulou, and he will not lose his fighting spirit at any time.

If you use a wooden sword or a bamboo sword, Kenya can also attack with all his might, and on the contrary, the other party will not have any worries.

The mood is in the midst of being too good!

Kenya now wishes that his right hand would heal quickly, and then immediately have a hearty battle with Youmeng.

Completely with his own strength, not the Budu Imperial Soul Sword.

This is his own pride. Never-say-die pride.

Suddenly, Youmu lowered his head and interrupted Kenya's conjecture with a little twist.

"Your Highness the sword. ”

"What's wrong?"

"This time, I competed in the dojo of His Highness Kenya. Although it's a bit rude, can you come to the white jade building where I live next time?

But if it's not convenient, I can go to the dojo as well. ”

"The Underworld...... In other words, it's the underworld, isn't it? Isn't it true that only the dead can go to the world?"

"No, it's just a mansion on the border of the underworld, and it used to be due to the seal of the barrier. Now even the living can go.

If you refuse, then forget it. ”

Since Youmeng has said so. There's no reason to say no.

The last trace of concern was also dispelled, and besides, Kenya also planned to travel to Gensokyo.

So I nodded happily.

If there are no clues to memory in this world, there may be some unexpected gains in going to the underworld.

After exchanging ideas with each other about swordsmanship, it was already late at night before they knew it.

Then they made an appointment with each other to fight again, and they separated.