Qiao Xi opened the folding fan to cover half of his face, and smiled slightly.

- Hmm, what should I do?

I'm suddenly a little interested.

Facing Qiao Xi's gaze, Zong Sanzuo was short of breath for a moment, and suddenly said:

"Toyotsuki-sama......"

Qiao Xi raised an eyebrow.

The young man took a deep breath:

"You...... Will you use me? ”

“……”

Qiao Xi's gaze drifted subtly.

- Is it really really a little subtle to suddenly say such a subtle thing......

However, he knew that Sosan didn't mean anything else, just to express his desire to be used as a sword.

Qiao Xi held the fan in one hand to cover the expression on his face, and with the other hand unconsciously touched the flute hanging on his waist.

- Well, although he used to practice swordsmanship, he didn't seem to have used any sharp blades all the time.

He smiled, looked at Zong Sanzuo's text seriously, and gave an affirmative answer:

"Of course."

"If you want to," he said, "if you want to." ”

The originally melancholy young man suddenly laughed when he heard Qiao Xi's answer.

He smiled happily, and looked very happy with his eyebrows stretched out.

Qiao Xi could feel the breath on the young man's body inexplicably clear.

- Hmm, what a naïve sword.

Thinking like this, Qiao Xi looked at him quietly.

He felt the pleasant aura emanating from the inside out of Zongsanzuo's words, different from the melancholy smile at the beginning, but the eyebrows were slightly stretched out reservedly, and his eyes were bent into a subtle arc.

- Really...... It's kind of stupid.

Qiao Xi looked away, and the corners of his mouth also curled up with a smile unconsciously:

"Well, even if you want to use it, you need to use it when there is a battle - I heard that Honmaru has a daily task of sparring or going into battle?"

After making a deal with the swords of this Honmaru, Qiao Xi sent the reluctant Kitsunosuke away-after all, the little guy is not only for this one Honmaru-so thinking of this, Qiao Xi turned his head sideways to the side to watch the lively mustache and asked.

- As for why it is asked to cut the mustache and not to ask the third left text?

emmm…… No way.

At present, this young man with light pink and long hair is obviously trapped in an unknown trance, and he can't return to his senses for a while.

The smile of the mustache looked really harmless, and when he heard Qiao Xi ask like this, he tilted his head and replied, "That's the case." Is the Inquisitor going to send us into battle? ”

Nodding clearly, Qiao Xi replied very naturally: "Of course." The instructions don't say that expeditions and the like can upgrade swords and collect the supplies that Honmaru needs - right? ”

"Yes~

But...... Not worried? ”

"Is there anything to worry about?"

"No...... There is nothing to worry about. ”

Ending the brief conversation, he squinted his eyes and smiled, and he looked down slightly, and could see the young inquisitor's eyes that had not been obscured by a fan, rounded, slightly upturned eyes, and the pupils were clearer than the most delicate gems he had ever seen.

- Really......

Too dazzling...... It's too gentle, too.

The mustache curled the corners of his lips meaninglessly, and then turned around:

"Well, if the God Inquisitors are going to go out together, then we have to get this pill in order quickly."

"That's right."

Qiao Xi agreed, glanced at the left text of Zong San who was still in a trance, Qiao Xi shook his head a little funny, and then turned around and walked to the side of the room.

Most of the swords were being sorted out inside the Japanese-style room, but just now due to the anomaly in the backyard, they didn't have the heart to clean seriously, and their eyes only drifted here, wanting to know what the new God Inquisitor had done.

was thinking about it, and when he saw Qiao Xi suddenly turn his head, he was immediately startled, and then dispersed.

By the time Qiao Xi walked over, the swords who had gathered in a group of whispers before had already been serious about wiping the table, the floor, or the windows, and the division of labor was already very clear.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and smiled, rubbed the pink fluffy soft hair of the little cake that was wiping the window with a straight face, and asked, "Na, what do you need me to do?" ”

Akita Fujishiro's cheeks turned red with a sudden sudden.

He unconsciously raised his hand and touched the hair that had been rubbed by Qiao Xi's fingers, and then raised his head to reveal a sweet and soft expression in Qiao Xi's eyes although he tried his best to be serious: "No, Lord Fengyue just needs to sit under the cherry blossom tree and wait." ”

Qiao Xi: "emmm ......"

He glanced around, and found that the sword men were in charge of a part, and they looked very well organized—there was really no room for his own interference.

After thinking about it, he was about to turn around and prepare some food for the swords to eat for a while, when he heard a sudden noise from the backyard.

When he passed, Mustache and a young man with a similar hair color to him were watching, while Sozo Zuo was pulling a blue-haired child talking to something, and not far away, Yamato Mamoru was hurriedly pulling a brown horse.

"What's wrong? What happened? ”

- Anyway, why is this guy watching the excitement every time he sees Mustache Cut?

Qiao Xi's gaze unconsciously fell on the mustache cut and another silver-haired sword man next to him.

Both guys have white hair and white clothes.

However, a milky white sister has short silver-white hair, one is a fancy military uniform, and the other is a semi-kimono style.

Qiao Xi looked over, and the silver-white short-haired young man glanced at the mustache before saying his name: "I'm Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and you have the breath of a god on you...... Are you an oracle? ”

"Huh?"

Not to mention the other swords next to him, even Qiao Xi was a little surprised.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, negating the other party's speculation: "When we meet for the first time, I am Fengyue, not a divine envoy." ”

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stared at Qiao Xi, and didn't seem to take Qiao Xi's negation to heart.

When he was still a simple sword, he was enshrined in the shrine for a period of time, and he was relatively familiar with the breath of those people in the shrine, and Qiao Xi happened to have that indescribable aura on his body.

But he didn't dwell on it any more, and instead talked about what had happened before.

Actually, it's not a big deal, but it's the little night left text - it's the short blue hair that talks to Zong Sanzuo's text, and when he fed the horse, he accidentally startled the horse, so it caused confusion.

Knowing what happened, Qiao Xi was a little speechless, he glanced at Xiao Yezuo's text, and found that the other party was hiding behind Zongsan's left-handed text at the same time as he looked over, Qiao Xi hurriedly glanced at his eyes that were almost completely covered by bangs, full of extreme malice - or misanthropy is more accurate.