【Kenbori】When live shooting meets Hanamaru

Chapter 11

After Horikawa Kunihiro got drunk yesterday, he was taken back to sleep with Yamaba Kiri Kunihiro, and Izumi Mori Kanesada stayed alone in the empty room and couldn't sleep. He is very restless now, thinking that there is a "bad guy" who looks exactly like him Kunihiro, who was staring at him, wanted to hit someone very much, especially after hearing what Qingguang said, what that guy did to Horikawa Kunihiro, he wanted to beat that bastard on the ground.

Izumi Mori Kanesada hated seeing Kunihiro cry the most, even hearing Kunihiro crying, he would feel very distressed, but he had never made his Kunihiro cry, except that time at Ikedaya.

When he was seriously injured and unconscious, Izumi Mori Kanesada heard Kunihiro's voice, his helpless and disturbed voice was crying.

"Mr. Kan, get up, Mr. Kan! Aren't you handsome and powerful? Don't you say that it's too shameful just for your appearance? Haven't you always fought side by side with me? If Mr. Kan is gone, I..."

How can Kunihiro be sad?

How can Kunihiro be sad?

How can you make Kunihiro cry?

Absolutely, don't let him get hurt, don't leave him alone.

"Kunohiro, don't just treat me as dead, how could I leave you alone!"

He took off the light-colored haori and threw it to Kunihiro, facing Jian Feiweishi with a sword, and ended the battle with a perfect real sword kill.

Izumi Mori Kanesada felt more and more that he was really handsome and powerful, with both a gorgeous appearance and practicality, compared to that Honmaru's self...so he wanted to beat that guy even more.

In Yamabagiri Kunihiro's room, the black-haired Wakizawa and the blond Tato were huddled together under the quilt, and Kami Kiyomitsu and Yamato Morita came in carrying trays.

"Yamabagiri, Horikawa, wake up, it's already noon." Anding pushed the two blades who were still asleep.

"Candlestick cut has made you lunch and hangover soup, get up and eat." Qingguang put the tray on the table.

"Well, it hurts..." Horikawa Kunihiro could hardly get up from the quilt due to the headache after the hangover.

His memory of last night was very vague, the last being a warm embrace, scented with lavender laundry detergent.

Opening his eyes, what caught his eyes was a strand of short golden hair hidden under a white cloth, and then a red sportswear similar to his own. He probably fell asleep after drinking too much last night without changing his pajamas.

"that……"

Yamabuchi Kunihiro also woke up. He didn't know how to explain that he forcibly dragged Horikawa Kunihiro to his room and slept together for a night. He is not very good at expressing emotions. Horikawa Kunihiro of Honmaru always You don't need him to say it to understand what he means, but this Horikawa from another Honmaru doesn't seem to understand brotherhood, and he is so lonely that it makes people feel distressed.

An Ding really couldn't bear to see this pair of brothers who were clearly awake but looked at each other relatively speechless, went up and lifted the quilt, and urged, "Okay, okay, you guys go and wash up, you smell of alcohol, and then come back Have a meal."

"By the way, the Master has contacted your Honmaru, and the Tokino Government can start the teleportation today." Kiyomitsu helped Horikawa Kunihiro, who was walking unsteadily due to a headache, and looked at his swollen eyes that hadn't subsided from crying for too long , said softly, "But you should take a rest first, I will notify you before departure, and... if you need any help, you can tell me."

"Thank you, Qingguang."

The sword is always very similar to the owner, and this Honmaru's Kiyomitsu and An Ding are as gentle as Okita Souji, always considerate of others, and Kane-san is also very similar to Hijikata-san, although his personality is a bit impatient but he is very kind.

Horikawa Kunihiro likes this Honmaru very much, but he wants to go back to his Mr. Kane, and also hopes that this Honmaru's god judge and swordsman can find their Horikawa Kunihiro sooner.

After washing and returning to the room to eat, Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who had been thinking and hesitating for a long time, finally spoke.

"I'm not very good at comforting people... But we are all worried to see you sad."

"...Brother?" Although not very used to it, Horikawa Kunihiro still called the swords of the same sword school like Yamabukiri and Yamabushi. "Are you worried, Horikawa Kunihiro from Honmaru?"

"No, uh, of course I miss him too, but I know him. He is very careful, likes to help others, and will definitely take care of himself." Yamabuchi Kunihiro raised his head and looked straight at Horikawa Kunihiro in front of him. "I'm worried about you, not because you look exactly like him, you are you, you and him are Horikawa Kunihiro, both are my brothers, I don't want to see any brother being wronged."

"Brother, thank you." Horikawa Kunihiro was very moved, he vaguely remembered something from yesterday, and remembered the lavender-scented hug and the warmth of being wrapped in white cloth.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be loved.

Wronged? Compared with these things, the past was very wronged, but Horikawa Kunihiro did not regret returning to Kane-san.

One day, Mr. Kane will also understand the feeling of being loved.

The space-time shuttle device can only transport six people at a time. Although there are many sword men who want to pick up Kunihiro, and there are also many people who want to go to the Honmaru to see, but everyone can only follow the arrangement of the god judge.

"The master selected five swordsmen to send this Horikawa Kunihiro back to his Honmaru, and brought home Horikawa Kunihiro from our Honmaru." Hasebe took the list and read out the selected swordsman from bottom to top His name is "Izumi Mori Kanesada, Yamaba Kiri Kunihiro, Yamafu Kunihiro, Yamato Mori Anding, and the captain is California Kiyomitsu."

The team configuration was as expected, and the Touken man who had no way to go with him gave many small gifts to Horikawa Kunihiro. Everyone felt that it was fate to meet him, and hoped that he would not forget this Honmaru after he went back.

"Can... go back?" Kunihiro Horikawa was a little nervous. Although he was only separated for two days, what he saw and heard in these two days made him shake. No, or rather, he strengthened his original idea: sword , can have emotion, should have emotion.

Horikawa Kunihiro has a lot to say to Kane-san, to the God Judge, to his teammates in the second unit, to his brother...

"Kunihiro!"

"Ok?"

"If, if, if, I want to talk to your Mr. Kanade, you won't mind?" Izumi Mori Kanesada tried to put on a polite smile, making it look like he didn't want to fight.

"I want to talk to him too!" Yamabuchi Kunihiro's white cloth covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression, but his tone sounded quite angry.

"Eh? This..." Horikawa Kunihiro suddenly had a bad feeling, Mr. Kane and his brother are not trying to hit Mr. Kane, right?

In front of the space-time shuttle device, a team of personnel dressed in combat uniforms were ready to go, as if they were about to go out.

I knew it was going to pick up Horikawa Kunihiro from another Honmaru, but I didn't know that I thought I was going to mess things up.

Hasebe Hasebe and Mitsutada Candlestick, who were going to see him off, became more and more worried. Honmaru's sword men were always a little too lively, and they might scare that Honmaru's blade.

"Wait a minute, the master said, take the Omori with you." Hasebe put the two Omoru in the hands of California Kiyomitsu, and instructed again, "Don't fight with other sword men from Honmaru, you must remember, Can't fight."

"I know, I know, I'll stop him—" Kami Kiyomitsu looked at Izumi Mori Kanesada, who was gearing up for a fight, and then at Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who was clenching the handle of the knife with a grim expression, "Stop them, Hasebe Don't worry."

"Be sure to come back safely."

"Well, then, let's go!"