Thinking like this, Kuninaga Tsurumaru tilted his head slightly and laughed.

- What should I do, I suddenly thought about it......

He glanced sideways at the Inquisitor who was still thinking about what to do with these people, and the smile on his face became more and more kind, and then he leaned over.

"Ahh

I have a little proposal. ”

……

Qiao Xi felt that he had been devastated by the battlefield (not...... The sword men seemed a little more open to him, probably because they were working together against the enemy.

Isn't there a saying that goes like this - "Women grow mostly because of feelings, while men grow mostly because of loss." ”

- Something seems to be wrong.

Ahem, in fact, "men's friendship always grows quickly on the battlefield." ”

The power of the so-called "living and dying together" (fog).

- Well, in short, after this expedition, this pile of swords has been able to use a very natural attitude when dealing with Qiao Xi.

Although it is not as magical as the magical bond between the sword and the god judge in the normal Honmaru - if it were like that, Qiao Xi might feel unaccustomed to it.

"That's nice......"

Qiao Xi held the teacup, sat under the porch, squinted at the slightly swaying cherry blossom trees in the courtyard and the light pink cherry blossom petals that drifted slightly in the air.

The swords in the courtyard were playing around, the horses were being fed, and the fields were being tended to be - such a harmonious and leisurely atmosphere made Qiao Xi feel as if he was still in the shrine for a moment, watching the gods he blessed in the courtyard.

However, it was only for that moment that Qiao Xi came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Over the course of time, he was able to see that nothing was set in stone.

This truth has been understood after he has experienced the dissolution of his friends.

- It's just that I occasionally feel a little melancholy in my heart.

Qiao Xi smiled, slowly took a sip of tea, then put the teacup down, and looked at Zong San Zuo who didn't know when he knelt behind him:

"Now, do you like flutes?"

Zong Sanzuo's eyes widened, he was dazed for a moment, and then tilted his head: "Dizi?" ”

- He remembered that among his previous masters, there was a fond of playing the flute.

He blinked at Qiao Xi's gaze: "...... Like. ”

He replied.

However, in fact, he didn't have much deep feelings about the flute - he couldn't say that he liked it or didn't like it.

It's just that......

The Inquisitor seems to like it.

Zong Sanzuo remembered that Qiao Xi often hung a green flute on his waist and didn't know what material it was made of, and the ghost sent the god to say something like "like".

Hearing Zong Sanzuo's answer, Qiao Xi bent his eyes, took out the flute and rubbed it in his hand for a while, put it to his lips and closed his eyes and played.

His flute was learned a long time ago with a ghost monster named Momiji.

That woman was a very elegant aristocratic girl before her death, and she was also very reserved and adhered to aristocratic etiquette for most of the time after becoming a monster.

- I remember that Momiji was with the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains later, and she also gave birth to an heir...... Probably.

It's been so long that he can't even remember it clearly.

Zong Sanzuo's left words were stunned, staring at Qiao Xi's side face.

The Inquisitor's appearance is that of a very slender teenager - the kind that can easily make people let their guard down when they meet for the first time.

At this moment, the young man's eyes were slightly closed, the lines of the side face looked surprisingly soft, and the light blonde hair hung down obediently from his ears, unconsciously swinging a very gentle arc when the breeze blew.

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Lord Divine Inquisitor.

Why is the flute full of tender, sad nostalgia?

Zong Sanzuo raised his hand to cover his chest—something was beating here, a little but inexplicably heavy.

When the melodious flute stopped, Zong Sanzuo's words still couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Until the mustache that followed the voice suddenly said, "The cherry blossoms are beautiful, right?" ”

“…… That's right. ”

Zong Sanzuo heard Lord Divine Inquisitor answer Mustache's words like this, and then somehow, an indescribable emotion suddenly welled up in his chest, he raised his hand and grabbed Qiao Xi's sleeve tightly, and opened his mouth slightly.

"What?"

When Lord Divine Inquisitor looked over with a puzzled expression, Hitomi was really clear.

- It's like when he was a simple sword, he once happened to see a pool of water, so clear and beautiful.

Zong Sanzuo's fingers grabbed Qiao Xi's sleeve harder and harder.

His abnormality made Qiao Xi and the mustache next to him couldn't help but look at him a little strangely.

"If you miss it......"

"Go find him."

Finally said this.

Zong Sanzuo felt as if something had fallen in his heart for a moment.

He thought that when he first met, Lord Divine Inquisitor had said that he had become a Divine Inquisitor in order to find his way back to his own plane.

He could even think very calmly about what kind of Divine Inquisitor the Government of Time would send over next time if Lord Divine Inquisitor really left.

- And how will these swords who have already accepted the Inquisitor react?

As he thought this, he saw Lord Divine Inquisitor suddenly straighten up, lean over and rub his hair, and said with a smile:

"Of course."

Lord Divine Inquisitor smiled, and his tone was light with a smile:

"Will definitely go back to them.

Because, they're all waiting for me. ”

- Not a guess, without a trace of uncertainty, Lord God Inquisitor said with such certainty that they would wait for him, which actually made Zong Sanzuo Wen feel a little jealous in his heart.

- Jealous of the "them" in the mouth of the God Inquisitor, can gain the trust of the God Inquisitor without doubt.

- So, is it really going to leave?

Zong Sanzuo quietly looked at Qiao Xi's gentle face, looking at the expectation and smile in his eyes.

- Don't you have any nostalgia for Honmaru.?

What to do?

Suddenly...... I'm not happy.

His gaze swept over the fingers of Zong Sanzuo who were grabbing Qiao Xi's sleeve, walked to the other side of Qiao Xi and sat down, turned his head slightly and asked:

"So will you leave Honmaru?"

Qiao Xi glanced at Zong Sanzuo's text with some concern, and was a little surprised when he heard Mustache's words:

"Huh? Why do you suddenly ask that? ”

The smile of the mustache cut can't see the real emotion:

"Well, because Lord God Inquisitor seems to miss his world very much. If you find it, you're going to stay there, right? ”