Villain: God-level comprehension, forbidden emperor's son at the beginning

The final result is - give!

The result is out, but Yamato Yasutsugu -

"Why don't we pick another flower and count it again~"

Kalifu Kiyomitsu: "..." Isn't this quite in line with your heart? Wouldn't it be better to make this decision at the beginning?

"Just throw it away!" Just throw it into the trash can and think it's the courier's fault for losing the courier.

"But -" Yamato Mamo Yasutsugu was entangled again, and the boy's mind directly appeared Niou Masaharu's lost expression.

When the two boys were entangled, the voice behind them saved them directly.

"What have you two been [giving] since just now?"

"Lord!" ×2.

It's not right to give it, and it's not right not to give it. Then can the lord find it on his own initiative!

Yamato-no-mori Yasutsuji happily stepped forward, "Lord, there is a package that we don't know the words on, and we don't know who it belongs to. Do you recognize it?"

Although we can't play tricks on the lord, let the lord decide on this matter by himself, don't let them get tangled up!

Niou raised his eyebrows, "You really don't know whose package this is?"

Just stood here for a long time, how can the two swords look tangled?

"Ahaha..." Kashu Kiyomitsu ran over, "Lord, Yasutsuji and I have an internal show to do today, so this is up to you. If you find the owner of the package, please help us deliver it!"

After saying that, he pulled Yamato-no-mori Yasutsuji and disappeared directly in front of Niou~

Niou: "..."

[Shinsenger-sama, what is this? ]

[A package from the senior of Byodoin! ] Niou said lightly.

Kitsunesuke poked his head over, [This is the language of Gua Country, you know it too? ]

Isn't the language of this country very unpopular? Basically no one would learn it.

[No way, who let me have a group of competent parents. ] No one went to school in elementary school, one of the reasons is to learn various skills and characters at home.

Although this is unpopular, but you can see it at a glance...

So he thought it was very funny, the swords were too cute, wanting to follow their hearts to take care of him, but also wanting to kill the Phoenix of Byodoin.

[Shinsen-sama...] Kitsunesuke raised his eyes.

Is this your bad taste?

Do the swords know that you are such a person?

[Don't worry, my sword! No matter what kind of person I am, they will accept what I like with peace of mind! ] Nioh smiled.

He always thought that the love between Shinsen-sama and swords is two-way.

No matter what kind of personality, as long as you are kind to the swords from the heart, there will be no other problems.

Swords are sensitive and powerful at the same time. Just like Santa Claus under the moon, they can go far with just a smile from the children.

Of course, this does not mean that... Nioh will only give them a little love. That is why he wants to give them more.

Make them happier——

Speaking of which...

[I still have half of the gifts to give! ] There are too many swords in Honmaru.

New Year's Day only comes once a year, and Nioh hopes to give the swords the greatest respect. The gifts are all delivered to the swords in person.

This leads to——it is impossible to deliver them in one or two days!

Now there is still half——

[I'm leaving! ] There is still half, and his workload is huge.

[Go, Shinsengumi~] Kitsunesuke waved his paw happily. It also received a gift from the Shinsengumi himself. Because it was close, it was the first one.

It made the fox very happy!

When Yamato-no-kami Yasutsu received the Okita Souji figurine from the lord himself, the excitement in his eyes almost broke through the sky.

"My lord, do you mind?" he couldn't help asking.

"What do you mind?" Niou asked.

"You mind that I have Okita-kun in my heart!" Yamato-no-mori Yasutada is a sentimental boy with a slightly elegant atmosphere. He is always worried...

"It is normal for you to miss your past master. This is a manifestation of your loyalty--" Niou is very open-minded. Everyone has a past.

What's more, this is a glorious past, which means that Yamato-no-mori Yasutada was treated well in the past.

He was well-educated by his past master!

Kind, upright, and even willing to think about others...

"Rather than caring about me, I am more grateful to Okita Souji for educating you so well! Whether it is you or Kashu Kiyomitsu, both of you are so positive-it can be seen that Okita Souji's historical name is indeed the most righteous.

You can't go straight!"

The words of the King of Kings made Yamato-no-mori Yasunari feel much more at ease, and he was full of respect for him.

"You are still a teenager, but you can say such mature words... It really makes me..."

His young master has grown into the best, but he still stays in the past, missing the past.

Thinking that everyone should make progress at the beginning of the new year, Yamato-no-mori Yasunari suddenly had an idea.

He said solemnly: "Master, after the new year, can I temporarily leave Honmaru for a while?"

Although Okita-kun is still in his mind. But after so many years with the King of Kings, he also has new feelings. He wants to--

Grow up for the King of Kings wholeheartedly!

"If you want it, you can do it anytime, but you must remember to say hello to Kiyomitsu!" As the same sect, and even the same master's sword. The relationship between the two is like brothers-he hopes that both of them can have a brighter ending and future!

I hope they can be better!

"I know! "He also didn't want Kashuu Kiyomitsu to be sad for him.

The process of giving gifts was long and happy. First, Yamato-no-kami Yasutada, and then...

"Is this a new cloak?" The blond teenager with a shabby white cloak lowered his eyes and his voice was full of gloom, "Lord, please take it back, I don't deserve to use such a good thing!"

Only at this time would he slightly raise his eyes, "I'm just a fake!"

"But I think you are very good!" Niou said seriously.

He lifted Yamaubakiri Kunihiro's head forcefully, fixed his head firmly between his two palms, looked at him seriously with their eyes facing each other.

"Don't say such things in front of me anymore. To me, each of your swords is a genuine authentic one, and they are all unique to me - no one can replace them!"

"I..." The blond youth's face suddenly turned red as if he had a fever.