As they became more familiar with the business, going out to battle became a common occurrence in Honnmaru.

Most of them were led by Kashuu Kiyomitsu. After they returned, they would complete their duties. These were probably "peasant soldiers."

Today, Kashuu Kiyomitsu returned with his team. He looked no different from his usual self, but he spoke twice as fast as he usually did. Therefore, when he reported the situation to Jiang Shu, it was like this — blabbering, blabbering, blabbering, blabbering.

Just when everyone was dumbfounded (_ `).

"My lord, I'm a little tired." Kiyomitsu's eyelids covered his eyes, his mouth drooping.

"Then you should go and rest." Jiang Shu had already begun to wonder if he had squeezed them too much.

However, Chaos and Imanotsurugi had already dragged Gokotai and Sayo to the fields to help Phase 1 Earthquake. They seemed to be very energetic.

During dinner that night, Kashuu Kiyomitsu had already recovered. He seemed to be the same as usual, but there was something strange about him.

It's fine to treat vinegar as soy sauce.

It doesn't matter if you hold your chopsticks the wrong way.

It's okay to eat ginger like a potato.

(Sorry, I did it.)

Jiang Shu bit his chopsticks and stared at Kashuu Kiyomitsu.

The most embarrassing thing was that you thought he would give you a response, but in fact, he completely reflected your brainwaves. (. _.)

After the meal, everyone dispersed. Jiang Shu followed behind Kiyomitsu and tugged at his braids. Kiyomitsu looked back at him blankly.

"What happened?"

Jiang Shu: It's over. Kiyomitsu is finished. The world is finished.

Kiyomitsu usually loved his braids the most. Just now, when he pulled his braids, he asked him what was wrong.

"No, you can go and rest." Jiang Shu waved his hand calmly.

·

Jiang Shu looked through Kiyomitsu's window from the eaves.

Oh, yes, that's right.

Jiang Shu had just climbed onto the roof and quietly crept in the direction of Kiyomitsu's house.

Holding onto the eaves with both hands, he cautiously poked his head out.

The small table in Kiyomitsu's room was next to the window, so when Jiang Shu craned his neck, he could see the bag of knife fragments placed on the small table.

Kiyomitsu's house was quite remote. Almost no one would pass by here.

Kashuu Kiyomitsu probably thought that no one would wander around so late at night, let alone do something as boring as climbing the roof and walls just to see his room.

Jiang Shu scratched his face: I'm so sorry.

Not far away, Kashuu Kiyomitsu walked towards his room with something in his hands. Jiang Shu quickly retracted his head.

He didn't relax until he heard the door close.

He pressed his ear to the roof, trying to hear the sound.

However, the roof was too thick and covered with tiles.

Fortunately, there were still scattered noises coming from the window.

In the end, even the window was closed.

Jiang Shu didn't give up and stuck his head out, only to find that even the shadows on the paper window were very blurry.

Sigh.

"What a pity."

"Sigh, yes." Jiang Shu smoothly followed up.

Thinking about it, something was wrong. He didn't ask anyone to eavesdrop with him.

Jiang Shu stiffened his neck and turned back with a "kacha kacha" sound. A pair of innocent golden eyes looked at him.

Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Shu waved at Tsurumaru. Tsurumaru relied on his nimble little body and ran over, even the tiles under his feet making a "kacha kacha" sound.

Jiang Shu's face was pale. He didn't expect there to be such a strange man.

Sure enough, Kiyomitsu had already opened the paper door downstairs.

Jiang Shu grabbed Tsurumaru, tucked him under his arm, and jumped to the side. He used the corner of the roof to turn around in the air, one foot on the ground to cushion the impact.

Tsurumaru's eyes sparkled. Ever since his height was cut off, he hadn't felt the feeling of flying in the air.

Jiang Shu looked at his eyes, which were filled with the desire to do it again. He was so angry that he bent his fingers and hit him on the head.

"Ouch —" Tsurumaru covered the place where he was hit with both hands, his eyes brimming with tears.

Little liar, he clearly didn't use any strength.

"What were you doing there?" Jiang Shu rubbed his head.

"I saw you go up and thought it was something fun." Tsurumaru felt wronged.

Sigh, Jiang Shu felt that if he continued like this, he would go bald.

"Phew —" Someone blew softly.

Jiang Shu and Tsurumaru froze. They looked at each other in horror, then slowly turned their heads.

"Hahaha, my lord, good evening." Mikazuki held a cup of tea and greeted them with a smile.

Jiang Shu: (D)

What are you guys doing instead of sleeping so late at night?!

·

The next day, Jiang Shu ran into Kiyomitsu's room with a bouquet of henna.

"Pa pa pa."

Open the door, open the door. If you have the ability to hide a knife, then open the door.

Ah, no, let's do it again.

Cough, cough. "Kiyomitsu, are you there?"

After a while.

Hm?

No one?

Jiang Shu put the flowers in front of the door and squatted to one side. He rested his elbows on his knees and looked at the blue sky outside the eaves.

A long time ago, he was the only one who stayed in Honnmaru. He didn't care about the environment. Later, Shokudaikiri Mitutada also moved in. The two of them lived in harmony. Later, more and more people came to Honnmaru. Only Kiyomitsu insisted on changing the environment.

Well, now it seemed that this was better than the haze.

Jiang Shu stood up, patted the dust off his butt, left the henna behind, and left.

Jiang Shu didn't insist on finding out Kiyomitsu's secret. Since he didn't want to talk about it, then he wouldn't ask.

As long as he wanted to, he would always be there.

·

Honnmaru's farmland had been developed. Today, Kiyomitsu's job was to plant some vegetables that could survive the winter.

Although he didn't like these dirty jobs, he still did it very seriously.

Kiyomitsu brushed the dirt off the front of his clothes in disgust. He decided to go to the hot spring first.

Seeing the henna flowers in front of his room from afar, Kiyomitsu's hand that was grabbing his clothes froze. He was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Shu to remember. He walked briskly to the door and wiped his hands on his clothes. The moment he touched the bouquet, he immediately retracted his hands and ran back into the room. He took out a clean red scarf and wrapped the henna flowers.

He found a clean bottle to put the henna flowers in and added some water to nourish them.

At night.

Jiang Shu was wearing a bath towel and had a towel around his neck. Apparently, he had just come back from the hot spring.

He pulled open the paper door, looked inside, and closed the door behind him.

"Sorry, wrong door." Jiang Shu didn't see who was inside. He apologized and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, a hand reached out, pulled Jiang Shu's back collar, and dragged him in.

Jiang Shu was dumbfounded. What was he trying to do?

"Come on!"

Kiyomitsu put the basket on the table. The henna flowers inside had been picked one by one and were trembling.

He had picked them himself. The bouquet that Jiang Shu gave him was still in the vase.

"Ah?

What are you doing? "Jiang Shu looked at this scene in confusion.

Kiyomitsu stretched out his hand with the back of his hand facing Jiang Shu and showed his clean nails. "This ~"

Jiang Shu reacted. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why was he in such a hurry? Wasn't tomorrow morning good?

Jiang Shu's dyeing skills had improved a lot compared to last time. Well, at least he didn't get it on the meat.

Kiyomitsu looked at his nails with satisfaction. Although the red was uneven, it had a kind of abstract beauty.

Kiyomitsu carried an exquisite wooden box from his side.

As soon as he opened it, the bottles of nail polish inside were revealed in a staircase. The color inside was very rich, but there was no red.

Jiang Shu looked at these exquisite little bottles and felt that they were quite beautiful.

Kiyomitsu took Jiang Shu's hand and used dark green as the base color. His ten nails were painted with the knife patterns of Shokudaikiri Mitutada, Yagen, Chaos, Gokotai, Tsurumaru, Imanotsurugi, Mikazuki, Sayo, Ichiyizhen, and Kousetsu Samonji.

Only his was not painted.

Jiang Shu looked at Kiyomitsu with half-closed eyes and finished the final seal for him.

Kiyomitsu began to pack up his tools. "Wait, there's one more. Draw it here." Jiang Shu stretched out his right wrist.

Kiyomitsu was stunned. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his red eyes seemed to be shining. He was afraid that Jiang Shu would go back on his word, so he quickly finished his knife pattern.

Jiang Shu looked at Kiyomitsu who was trying to hold back his happiness. He felt that his Kiyomitsu was beautiful in every way. Even the mole at the corner of his mouth was so suitable for him.

After that, Kiyomitsu stood at the door with the wooden box.

"Did you forget to buy red nail polish?"

"I was in a hurry last time. I didn't have time."

"Sigh, I really don't know what to do with you. Let me help you. Actually, the color of nail polish is quite beautiful."

"Okay!"

"Good night." Jiang Shu waved his hand.

"Good night." The moment Kiyomitsu turned around, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.