[one-two-one, one-two-one......]

The sound of a physical education teacher came from the playground.

A class in PE class runs in a queue on the playground.

The sound of the trumpet reached Mu Yue's ears through the window, and he couldn't help but move his gaze from the blackboard in front of the classroom to the window.

[That guy...... Is it okay to be alone at home? 】

Mu Yue, who didn't know that Gong Xingyun had left at dawn today, was a little worried in his heart.

Although they have only been together for a short time, Mu Yue also saw that although this Daojun, who looked like a primary school student, was still a child who needed to be taken care of, although he had the title of [Chongdao Eight Monarchs].

[Strange self-esteem and at the same time seems to be not very good at using mobile phones......? 】

Mu Yue recalled the scene when Gong Xingyun took down his mobile phone last night.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but think of the appearance of the Emperor Qi Sword that he had glimpsed in his mind again.

His right hand unconsciously covered his heart, and Mu Yue could still clearly recall the feeling of palpitation at the moment he saw Emperor Qijian.

This has never happened before.

In the past, when his father was alive, and later when his mother ran around the world in his father's place, he would also receive these swords from them from abroad.

That's how the two anti-Japanese war broadswords and command sabers that he now put in the activity department of the old school building came from.

However, none of these things could make Mu Yue care as much as he did when he saw the Emperor Qi Sword.

At this time, the bell rang for the end of class.

As the teacher announced the end of class, the classroom immediately became lively.

Cui Huacan, who was sitting on the other side of the classroom, walked over, leaned on Mu Yue's desk and lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?" Look like you're preoccupied, abandoned by your childhood sweetheart? ”

“…… No, I said you can't talk to people? ”

"Isn't it an abandoned NTR that is more enjoyable!?"

Hmmm——!

Mu Yue picked up a pen and put it on Cui Huacan's stomach.

"Kill you?"

"Don't, don't! Tap Tap! It's going to leak! ”

"Air leak!? Isn't it possible for you to be inflatable [beep!? ”

"No, I'm just an indispensable swimming ring in the pool for ignorant girls who can't swim."

Cui Huacan grinned, revealing a mouthful of shiny white teeth.

Mu Yue was desperate for this friend, "So your whole body is inflated!?" No wonder I always feel that your guy's IQ and brain capacity don't match, it turns out that it's full of mustard gas!? ”

“…… Why mustard gas? ”

"Because your whole body is emitting poisonous gas all the time, hey, I can't breathe anymore, and if you continue like this, I'm going to get hives!"

"Inhaling mustard gas, just getting hives, is it so simple, are you human after all, damn it......"

"I'm sorry, I feel more like a normal person than you."

Mu Yue rolled her eyes at Cui Huacan angrily, and then suddenly asked, "By the way, do you know the head of the personnel department of our school's student union?" ”

Cui Huacan's faint eyebrows.

"What's wrong? Suddenly mention that guy? ”

"It's nothing, just say you don't recognize it."

"Yes, of course I know." Cui Huacan loosened his shoulders, "But with Shangguan Rinmeng, that guy is only to 'know' this Cheng dù." ”

"Huh?"

Mu Yue looked at Cui Huacan strangely.

“…… You don't seem to have a good impression of Shangguan? ”

Cui Huacan's face froze.

"It's nothing, you're thinking too much, but I advise you, don't get too close to that guy."

"Why?"

Mu Yue was puzzled, according to his consistent impression of Shangguan Rinmeng, this was a person with great popularity in the school.

Although he is already a third-grade senior, his height is tragically only over 160 cm, but with that long black hair and beautiful face, he has an unimaginable charm.

Coupled with the position of the head of the personnel department of the student union and the rumored strong family strength, he is also very graceful in dealing with people, and he is a person who can hardly find faults.

It's just—

Mu Yue couldn't help but recall the scene she saw this morning.

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After school, the third floor of the old school building.

【Sword Club】In the activity department room.

Because when he came to school in the morning, Mu Yue just put the two knives on the table at random, so he and Mengzhu came here after school and planned to hang up the two knives and go home.

To the surprise of the two, Saeko Kashima actually came to the activity department room early.

Sitting quietly on a chair next to the bed, Saeko Kashima, who wore glasses, looked down at a book that rested on her lap.

"Kashima-san."

"Saeko ~~~!!"

Compared with Mu Yue's bland greeting, Mengzhu's energetic voice and familiar intimate attitude made Saeko Kashima look sideways slightly.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of her nose, Saeko Kashima first looked at Mu Yue, and then slowly looked at the two knives that had been placed on the table in the middle of the activity department.

"Ah, that one I brought from home this morning, since it's called the [Sword Department], you always need to have these things to make a look, otherwise the students will definitely not be able to pass the routine inspection."

Nodding, Saeko Kashima suddenly pointed to a book on the table.

Mu Yue and Mengzhu leaned over curiously and found that it was actually an ancient book bound in thread.

"Ancient and Modern Sword Records?"

Mu Yue picked up the book and opened it casually.

“…… I brought it. ”

Suddenly, Saeko Kashima said.

Because she was used to Saeko Kashima's silence, she suddenly spoke to surprise Mu Yue and Mengzhu.

"It's quiet to read here. If the society is outlawed, I'll be bothered. Saeko Kashima added.

It seems that Saeko Kashima was also worried that the student union would ban this club if it continued to make soy sauce, so she brought such a book from home and put it in the activity department room to deal with the inspection.

Mu Yue, who was looking at "Ancient and Modern Sword Records", suddenly noticed one of the sentences.

[Emperor Xia Yuzi, reigned for ten years. In the eighth year of Gengxu, a bronze sword was cast, three feet and nine inches long, and the belly of Qinwang Mountain was hidden behind. Twenty-eight houses are engraved on it, the text has a back, the face text is the stars, and the mountains and rivers are remembered on the sun and the moon. ]

"Isn't this ......!?"

Mu Yue suddenly sounded the ancient sword that Gong Xingyun suddenly sacrificed that he had accidentally seen last night.

The appearance is exactly the same as that recorded in this passage.

"Is it possible...... Is that the Emperor Qi Sword? ”

"Oops! Isn't this the sword of that little Daojun? ”

Mengzhu also discovered this sentence and pointed to the page of the book and chattered.

At this moment, even Saeko Kashima, who had never been interested in these, turned her head.

“…… You've seen it? ”

She couldn't help but be surprised.

The swords recorded in that book are more than 1,000 years old.

"No, not sure."

Mu Yue shook her head.

[No matter what, the appearance of the almost legendary sword of the Emperor Qi Sword is really incredible...... The age of Emperor Yu's son Qi is thousands of years old......]

"Dream Bamboo."

"Uh-huh?"

"Let's go home, we have to send Xiaodaojun back today."

"Yes, yes! Let's go to [Chongdao Palace] to play! ”

——In your heart, is it difficult to send Gong Xingyun back to play all the time with going to [Chongdao Palace]!?

Mu Yue looked at the excited childhood sweetheart helplessly and laughed.

Hanging the anti-Japanese war broadsword and command saber on the wall, saying goodbye to Saeko Kashima, Mu Yue and Mengzhu left the activity department.

After the two left, Saeko Kashima gently closed the book on her lap, walked to the table and looked at the "Ancient and Modern Sword Record" in a daze.

"Emperor Apocalypse...... Is it? ”