My body has mutated in the manga

Izumi Masamune's piece was remodeled in proportion from an antique provided by a Kyushu samurai family.

In terms of sophistication, no one can compare to these armors from the Tachibana family.

It can be said that it is like a real samurai appears in front of him.

"Ah, this is an accident."

After hearing Izumi Masamune's question, the girl sat down with some regret.

Only the chain that was still red showed the girl's excitement at the moment.

This kind of confusion of time and space makes it difficult for Sanjiu to calm down.

"Because...because..."

Sanjiu was a little hesitant, because compared to the delicate hobbies of normal women, even the most energetic Yotsuba knew how to dress up some skin, but what she liked was the relatively peculiar culture of military commanders.

"It's because of the military commander-themed restaurant, because Sanjiu's historical performance has always been very good, and the questions about various military commanders in daily life have always been answered correctly."

In the girl's stunned eyes, Izumi Masamune said directly.

Don't underestimate the intelligence support of a serious time traveler.

"Don't worry, I think this kind of interest is good. Otherwise, I wouldn't go to my friends to ask for this samurai armor this time."

Izumi Masamune comforted him as he closed the distance with the girl.

"This teacher's friend must be very close. This is a specially made model of the armor worn by Miyamoto Musashi."

Sanjiu's eyes were like stars.

"It's okay, it's just that my friend happened to have such a set of clothes, so she gave them to me."

The first rule is, never talk about other women in front of other girls.

"Oh? Her?"

The extremely active Sanjiu's tone rose slightly at this moment.

Nakano Miku would not believe the so-called coincidence!

There is always only one truth.

The more coincidence, the more accidental, there must be a profound truth hidden in it.

This friend definitely has an unusual relationship with his teacher Izumi.

"Huh? How can you tell the difference?"

Feeling uncomfortable being looked at by this guy, Izumi Masamune hurriedly changed the topic. In fact, he was really curious and asked, "Are you gods with just this armor?"

"It's actually very easy to identify. For example, Oda Nobunaga's armor is black and blue iron armor, and the helmet is decorated with golden bird wings, while Kuroten Nagamasa's is a horned helmet, and Miyamoto Musashi's is They wear blue and white armor, and they often have two samurai swords around their waists."

"Two days of first class?"

Forgive Izumi Masamune, all his impressions of Miyamoto Musashi came from something contained in a certain pesticide.

"Yeah, yes, this is the swordsmanship concept he founded in Kumamoto Prefecture in his later years. The so-called "two days" means "two days of sunshine", which refers to the sun and the moon, that is, yin and yang, which symbolize opposites. thing."

It was obvious that she was still a very reserved girl, but now she was as active as a little bird, chirping.

It was as if it had directly poked the girl's G..spot.

Izumi Masamune doubted that if he had changed her clothes and then engaged in indescribably pleasurable activities instead of Tachibana Chika but Nakano Miku, the girl would have gone there in excitement.

"Huh. Finally, can you ask the teacher for something?"

With her hands clasped together, Nakano Miku bent slightly, making people wonder if her headphones were about to fall off accidentally.

"What? Let me take some pictures."

Poor look, sparkling star eyes.

And the black figure standing in front of him.

A mature man can never refuse black people.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Izumi Masamune is very fair, I am at your mercy now, and you can be at my mercy in the future.

"Long live!"

The happy girl rushed over, and there were the sounds of countless plates breaking next to her.

"Hug, sorry."

Sanjiu panicked and hurriedly left Izumi Masamune's arms.

Covering his cheek, his hands were about to be burned by it.

In the heat of the moment, the girl almost fainted.

It's a pity that Izumi Masamune is the only one.

The armor on my body is too thick and I can't feel it.

"Okay, okay, Sanjiu, I know you didn't do it on purpose. Don't you want to take a photo? I'll listen to you in whatever pose you need."

I wanted to kill her by touching her head, but I found that the girl still had the big earphones on her head, so I grabbed the blue earphones.

Looking at the girl whose body was trembling more and more, and whose eyes had begun to form circles, Izumi Masamune looked at the headphones in surprise.

Is this a strange phenomenon caused by staying with headphones for a long time, or is it because the rustling sound is amplified in the girl's ears?

It turns out that Sanjiu's body is not black, but headphones.

The plate that I had just picked up and had escaped the fate of being smashed in the first wave could not survive this time.

What would it be like to have my favorite character of all time suddenly appear directly in front of me one day, and then be able to really touch it?

For Izumi Masamune, facing those lovely paper figurine wives turned into reality.

There was absolutely no resistance in his heart. He wanted to turn it into his own, crazily and greedily, and then worked hard to possess it without mercy.

At this moment, Sanjiu was a little excited, and her cheeks were also flushed. She didn't know whether it was because she had just pounced on him, or whether it happened later.

Looking at Izumi Masamune who stood up at this moment and pulled out his double swords.