Junka Hoshino fell into the grass.

Because of the space-time storm and the long time she spent in the forest, her body was already covered with scars.

If her hidden bruises were to be exposed, anyone who saw them would definitely feel sad.

But the person involved, Junka Hoshino, seemed to feel no pain at all. She was indifferent to all the misfortune that had happened to her.

She just expressionlessly got up from the ground, pulled out the thorns that had drilled into her skin, and continued to run forward.

Why did she keep moving forward?

She did not have an answer in her heart.

The emotions that suddenly appeared in her heart disappeared when she was about to capture them. Her eyes that had just lit up were now empty like the sea fog.

The scenery in front of her kept changing until an old wooden house appeared in Junka's vision.

It was a dilapidated house. The door creaked with the wind in the forest. It was surrounded by wild grass, and the mottled traces on the walls revealed the fact that it was old and abandoned.

Junka Hoshino went around the house and tried to continue forward to find a way out.

However, the vegetation in front of her was too dense for humans to pass through.

Not only the front, but other than the direction she came from, no one could pass through.

Junka Hoshino had to choose to enter the house.

She covered her mouth and nose and cautiously pushed the door open. A gust of wind blew, and the dust in the house mixed with the smell of decay hit her face, forcing her to take a few steps back.

She stood at the door and waited for a while. After making sure that the situation would not happen again, Junka Hoshino went in.

Just as she entered the door, she stopped again.

"So many swords."

Looking at the broken swords on the ground, she had a strange feeling in her heart. This feeling was vague and fleeting, but it seemed to be similar to the feeling she had when she learned that her parents had passed away.

This made Junka Hoshino puzzled.

… … Puzzled?

Junka Hoshino frowned.

She reluctantly found an empty space and sat down cross-legged. She rested her chin on her hand and stared blankly at the scattered swords.

Even a museum wouldn't have so many swords … Recalling the scene when her parents took her to the museum when she was young, Junka Hoshino couldn't help but let her imagination run wild. Could it be that she had returned to the Warring States Period?

She picked up the knife in front of him.

This was a rare unbroken saber of One Vibration.

The blade was about two feet and five inches long, with the word "Eternal" faintly engraved on it. The emblem on the hilt was a crane, exquisite and beautiful.

"It looks like a Jal logo. It's quite fashionable," Junka Hoshino murmured.

The saber vibrated abnormally.

"… Oh, you can still move."

As if to comfort her, Junka Hoshino added, "Don't worry, your tattoo looks much better than Jal's."

Perhaps it was the influence of her family, or perhaps it was the experience of visiting shrines when she was young, Junka Hoshino had always believed in the saying that "all things have spirits, and wherever they go, there are spirits."

And because she was born without emotions, she wasn't afraid of the strange scene of the saber vibrating inexplicably. Instead, she was a little happy.

"Ever since I came to this place, I've been feeling wonderful emotions from time to time. This is something that I've never felt before."

Junka Hoshino said seriously to the saber, "After coming to this room, the hazy emotions have become more obvious.

I seem to have experienced the words' puzzlement 'and' joy 'in the dictionary.

Is there anything else?

For example, surprise, fear, or something like that? "

The saber vibrated again, as if it was responding to her words.

Chun Xia said to herself, "However, I've read a lot of books in any case.

If I'm not mistaken, you're the imperial summon, Tsurumaru Kuninaga … But why are you here? "

The ancient saber born in the Heian period, the sharp saber of the Kamakura period, and the famous saber of the Warring States period — Tsurumaru Kuninaga — should be kept in the Imperial Palace.

"By the way, Fox's Assistance told me that as the Fu Mourning God of Swords, Tsurumaru Kuninaga is handsome, lively, and likes to scare people.

So, will you also become that Fu Mourning God?

— — Accompany me and fight for me. "

She asked in a serious tone.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, whose true identity had been seen through, was as quiet as a chicken.

Junka Hoshino, who didn't get a response, wasn't disappointed. She repeated the same trick and carefully touched the other swords. However, she didn't receive any response from the One Vibration Saber.

She could only return to Tsuru Maru's side and continue to be in a daze.

She was quiet, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga vibrated again, unwilling to give up.

"I can't understand what you're saying based on your frequency, please give up." Junka Hoshino calmly tried to persuade him.

It was dark, and the temperature in the forest plummeted. The ubiquitous wind passed through the gaps of the houses, taking away the remaining warmth.

Junka Hoshino and Tsurumaru Kuninaga (saber) sat facing each other for a long time. Only when she heard the rumbling sound from her stomach did she remember that it was time to eat.

"I'm going out to find something to eat."

Junka Hoshino stood up and glanced sideways at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who weakly vibrated.

"Then I'll take you with me."

Junka Hoshino grasped the hilt of her saber and said seriously, "Please protect me, my initial saber."

Although Fox's Assistance seemed to have said that generally speaking, the initial sabers of the inquisitors were California Clear Light, Song Xian Bian Ding, Mountain Nymph Qiguang, Beehive He Huche, and Lu Ao Shou Jixing, special times call for special measures. Since the only saber that responded to her was Tsurumaru Kuninaga, then Tsurumaru Kuninaga should be her initial saber.

A very valuable initial saber.

Junka Hoshino led Tsuru Maru out of the wooden house. The cold wind made her shiver.

She hesitated for a moment, but still chose the path she came from.

"I remember that the trees along the way bear fruit. I read about it in a book. It's not poisonous and can be used to satisfy my hunger."

As for why she dared to come out of the house and take the risk to pick fruit, it was probably because, apart from the two groups of people she met on the way here — people who made her feel dangerous and uncomfortable — the air in this forest was very pure and made her feel very safe.

Under the moonlight, Junka Hoshino observed the trees on both sides and successfully found the fruit she needed.

She stood on tiptoe, picked what she thought was the biggest fruit, and took a bite.

It was a little sour, but she could swallow it.

Thinking this, she picked a few more fruits, hugged them in her arms, and then planned to go back to the wooden house to rest.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was quietly playing dead in her hand, suddenly vibrated, each time stronger than the last.

Junka Hoshino blinked and turned around.

The sharp tip of the saber was only a thumb's distance away from her.

The attacker was not any of the people she saw during the day, but a strange person wearing a ronin hat and emitting visible black gas.

It was not accurate to say that he was a person, because although he had a human body, he had toes like a Western dragon's claw.

His face was mostly covered by the ronin hat, only the corners of his mouth were curved into a ferocious arc, and a pair of blue-purple eyes.

"Hey, look who I found."

Junka Hoshino looked in the direction of the voice. The masked warrior, who she met during the day, was steadily riding on a horse, looking at her condescendingly: "Originally, I just wanted to test the strength of the experimental subject, but I didn't expect to catch a small fish. It's an unexpected surprise."

As he spoke, he seemed to see something unexpected and made a sound of surprise.

"Interesting." He said: "The saber in your hand is Tsurumaru Kuninaga, right? Where did it come from?

It hasn't been destroyed yet? "

Junka Hoshino didn't say a word, just clenched the saber in her hand.

"If you let me study it, maybe I can use it.

However, the most valuable person now is still you. "The masked warrior sneered and coldly ordered:" Kill her. "

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the "ronin" delivered a fatal blow at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

Even if Junka Hoshino was prepared, because the distance was too short, she couldn't completely avoid it. She could only move a little, making the tip of the saber slightly away from the position of the heart.

However, the enemy didn't immediately pull out the saber, but continued to exert force, trying to cut downwards.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga heard the sound of the saber stirring the blood.

Then, there was a muffled sound, as if someone fell heavily to the ground.

Silly child, I told her to run away.

Tsuru Maru thought.

Something warm flowed through the hilt of his saber and soaked the edge of his saber. There was also something rolling down from the tip of his saber. Wherever it passed, power was continuously transmitted into his saber.

"Although the heart was not penetrated, she won't live long."

The man nimbly dismounted from the horse, kicked Junka Hoshino's weak body, and picked up the saber from the pool of blood.

"— — Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

His greedy eyes fell on the beautiful blade of the saber, and he was reluctant to part with it. "A saber that should have been destroyed because it couldn't summon a 'spirit', but it appeared in front of me in such a way, what a wonderful fate."

"If I can use it, I don't know how many times more powerful it will be than this inferior saber!"

The man who was complacent, and thought that everything was under his control, laughed out loud.

"Let's go!"

He turned his head and happily said to the stupid and dull experimental subject: "Although it's an inferior saber, you finally did something good!

I can consider summoning another guy … Wait, how dare you!

What are you doing! "

The saber that was transformed into such a saber actually raised the saber at him.

"What are you doing!" The man shouted angrily: "A guy who has lost his self-consciousness dares to raise his saber at the general?!"

Before he finished his words, he felt a chill in his chest.

… What …

The man slowly lowered his head. His gaze moved down and landed on his already empty chest.

"It would be a great misfortune if I was used by you."