Two or three things about the rebirth of the scumbag

Chapter 12

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Choked by the falling snow, Inokai covered his mouth and coughed dryly for a long time before recovering. He looked angrily at the culprit under him who he regarded as a cushion, but found that the other person had a weird expression, "What's wrong?"

"Well, it's nothing..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga stood up bitterly, "I just feel like I'm going to be beaten to death by my valet when I go back..."

Inokai deserved it.

"But..."

Suddenly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's voice approached.

"I didn't expect the main hall to be so light!" Before Inokai could react, he put his arms around his waist suddenly. It looks like you're about to fly... Did you finish the meal that Hasebe delivered to your room?!"

"...Let go." Inokai's face darkened, and he didn't want to admit that he threw away the rice before taking a few bites.

"Main hall, we are in the snow pit now, we don't hug to keep warm, what should we do if we catch a cold when we go back!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied confidently, and even hugged him tightly, "Look, do you feel warmer? ?”

——I fell here, after all, is it because of you? ?Inokai resisted Bengren's urge to complain, and immediately prepared to take action, throwing over his shoulder and killing the troublemaker crane.

"However, I really didn't expect that there would be a day so close to the main hall," said a voice with a relaxed smile, "Before you were always cold, and you seemed to dislike us very much. I thought I would never be able to get close to you in this life!"

Inokai paused slightly, turned his head to look at him, "Are you happy now?"

"Isn't it natural!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed, his golden eyes shone with a clear brilliance even in the evening, "I can get so close to you like this..." He rubbed against each other like an example Rubbing the young man's soft cheek, "It's really great!"

After being unhappy for a few minutes, Fu Sangshen lowered his head and apologized listlessly: "Ah, but it was my fault for dragging you in, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"..." Inokai turned his head expressionlessly.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, one of the few rare knives in Honmaru, usually comes and goes in pure white, and it is almost impossible to find him in the snow.

He was not familiar with this sword. After realizing his dislike for Taidao's jumping character, Hasebe incorporated Tsurumaru Kuninaga into the team for a long-term expedition.

It seems that he also noticed the indifferent attitude of the god judge towards him. Except for the first visit, Tsurumaru Kuninaga would not take the initiative to disturb him. They rarely met, let alone talked.

It wasn't until that day... when the main pill was breached, in the cold and pale snow, that Fu Sangshen, whose body was covered in bright red, really entered his eyes for the first time.

"It's nerve-wracking... Such a red dress... It doesn't look like a crane at all..." The voice with a hoarse smile appeared at the same time as the sound of swords and swords shattering around them, it was very, very of……

harsh.

When he came back to his senses, under the dim light, in front of him was Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was all dressed in white, and that bright and pure smile.

Forget it, he rolled his eyes and didn't refute the intimacy of the other party who was too close.

The left wrist hanging down at an unnatural angle quietly moved behind his back. Taidao Fusangshen, who had a low scout value, didn't notice this movement in the dark, but carefully helped his god-judgment up to prevent him from touching the bottom the chill.

It's really cold, Tsurumaru Kuninaga rubbed the cold hands of the god judge, even if Hasebe-kun arranged for him to be a one-month-old man, he would recognize it, hurry up and grab them with a knife...

The human body is very fragile.

"Main hall, lend me your left hand." After finally warming one hand, Tsurumaru Kuninaga wanted to pull the other hand of the young man, but was avoided by the other party, "What are you doing?"

"Friction generates heat!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied with a smile, and tried to grab his hand again, but was still avoided by the judge.

His expression finally changed.

"...can you show me your hand?"

Inokai frowned, if Tsurumaru Kuninaga saw his dislocated wrist, something might happen.

Whether it's guilt or something else, he has no interest and doesn't want to accept it.

Fortunately, when the two were in a stalemate, a rush of footsteps approached from a distance, "Master, are you here?"

"Hasebe-kun, don't worry, everyone is looking around."

"Yeah, maybe the master just went to Wanwu."

"Impossible! Lord, he's so...cough, why did he suddenly go to Wanwu without saying hello?"

——Are you trying to call me lazy?Inokai listened with a delicate expression, and opened his mouth before Tsurumaru Kuninaga noticed the abnormality of his left hand.

"Press and cut the long valley."

His voice was not loud, but it was particularly deafening to the ears of Hasebe not far away.

"...Master!!" A gust of snow fell, and Hasebe jumped into the pit with the speed of an afterimage, knelt down on one knee, and looked anxiously at the God-inspector in front of him, "Are you okay? How did you fall in here? Why is there a pit here? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

"I'm fine," the interrogator shook his head, then looked at his feet subtly, "That..."

Um?Hasebe followed his gaze and lowered his head, only to find Tsurumaru Kuninaga who had been stepped into the soil by himself.

Good, now he knows why there is such a deep pit in this kind of place.

Carefully hugging his master, Yaki Hasebe jumped up quickly and nimbly, and with the last trace of his fellowship, he pointed to the pit at Kasen Kanesada and Horikawa Kunihiro who came after him, and hugged him nervously The master hurried to the castle tower.

"Lord, what happened to your hand?!"

As soon as Tsurumaru Kuninaga was pulled up by his colleagues, he heard Hasebe's shocked and heartbroken cry in the distance.

His face immediately turned pale, and when he thought of the soft sound when the main hall was pulled down the pit, his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

"Didn't you hate us all the time..." Under the worried eyes of his colleagues, Tsurumaru Kuninaga squatted on the ground and covered his face with his hand in self-deprecating, "Why are you so gentle..."