This could have happened many years ago, or many years later, or it could have happened on a normal day.

"So, Mr. Tsuru Maru, what do you plan to do?"

Candlestick Tachibana put a small ceramic bowl on the table, "Special tofu, please help yourself."

"What can I do with my current body size?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga covered his face with his small hands, not wanting others to see his devastated expression, "Why did the Jinjian become the size of a Dachi, while I shrunk to the size of a Naruto?"

Jinjian, Naruto, was 123 cm tall, and after waking up, he grew to 195 cm tall.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Tachi, was 177 cm tall, and after waking up, he shrunk to 123 cm tall.

According to a certain Mr. Sanchū who didn't want to reveal his name, Jinjian was supposed to come over this morning to help him change his clothes, but just as he lifted the quilt, he heard a familiar yet strange voice from the door, "— Yo, long time no see, youngest brother."

Looking back, a tall man with white hair and red eyes was holding a Dachi, leaning against his door and greeting him with a smile.

…

This life was too bare.

"This life is too bare."

Before dawn, Tsurumaru Kuninaga ran to Candlestick Tachibana's room with a Dachi that was almost as tall as him (the blade was 78 cm long).

"Little Guang, you must help me think of a way."

With a round face, white skin, and big watery eyes, Tsurumaru Kuninaga held the Dachi and cried, "Master will be back at noon today, how can I see her like this — burp."

"Pfft." Tachi Zhong Zhenzong couldn't help but laugh.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga cried even harder.

Did his mind shrink along with his appearance …?

Candlestick Tachibana made a fist with his right hand and coughed, "Mr. Tsuru Maru, don't cry.

Can you tell me if anything different happened last night? "

Tsuru Maru stopped crying and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Mr. Tsuru Maru, you must be honest with us. Only then can we help you." Zhong Zhenzong said in a tone that he was talking to a child.

"… I scared Jinjian once and almost made him cry. Does that count?"

Zhuandai Qie and Tai Guzhong sighed together.

"Then, let's go to Jinjian and have a look." Candlestick Tachibana made the final decision.

The scene changed to the room of the three big shots.

Sanchū Sōjin had already regained his usual elegance and indifference.

He took a sip of tea and picked up a piece of dessert that Rock Melt had prepared for Jinjian. He calmly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Where did you get this habit from?

Eating sweets so early in the morning? "The real boss, Jinjian, lectured.

"Hahaha, you're right, brother."

Sanchū Sōjin covered his mouth with the sleeve of his hunting jacket. After he finished chewing and swallowing the food, he said, "Well, whether it's a person or a katana, it's always a good thing to have a bigger body.

Isn't that right?

Ishikaga Maru. "

"Even so, I still feel like something's wrong."

Ishikaga Maru frowned. "I didn't find any traces of spells … Why did His Highness Jinjian transform back to his original size in just one night?

Even his body has changed. "

"Perhaps we'll know when master returns."

Sanchū Sōjin leisurely picked up a second piece of dessert from the plate, but Jinjian grabbed his hand.

"Youngest brother."

Jinjian stood up and bowed slightly. He lowered his head and smiled dangerously at Sanchū. "Do you want to join hands?"

There was a moment of silence.

"… Hahahaha … Brother, shouldn't you go take a look at the Komusubi?

He went to the kitchen early in the morning to get some tofu. "

Sanchū Sōjin calmly sold the Komusubi, then turned his head and waved at the door. "Good morning, you're early. Candlesticks, taiga …"

Then, everyone in the room focused their attention on the silver-haired and golden-eyed little boy.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga hugged his katana and ran to Jinjian's side. He shouted, "Join hands, Jinjian!

The winner will change back! "

The result was obvious.

The 1.95 meter Odachi completely suppressed the 1.23 meter Kuniei Tsurimaru with his height alone … After all, not all Odachi could be like Toshiro Kuniei Tsurimaru, who could remain calm and fearless when facing a row of Odachi, swords, and guns … Not to mention that Toshiro Kuniei Tsurimaru was 1.53 meters tall, which was much taller than the current Tsurimaru.

In other words, the only people who were shorter than Tsurumaru Kuninaga were Firefly and Yokozuna.

On the stage, Firefly was fighting fiercely with Jinjian.

The battle between the two super powerful katanas (although one of them went to the wrong set) attracted everyone's attention, including Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"Firefly is so energetic today."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga turned his head. It turned out that Ataka/Bank of China was talking to Aizen Kunitoshi.

"Yeah, why?"

Aizen scratched his head. "In the past, he always looked like he was holding back, but today he suddenly became excited.

If it weren't for the barrier set by master, I would've thought it was a battle of life and death. "

"He's probably very angry." Tsuru Maru interrupted.

Although his appearance and mind had shrunk, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was still a troublemaker, analyzed seriously, "Jinjian was originally a katana that was about the same height as him, but after he became a katana, he became 1.5 times taller.

Although he is a katana … he can only lower the average height of This Pill.

That's why he feels unbalanced … Hey, what's wrong with you guys? "

Aizen Kunitoshi pointed behind him in horror.

Ataka/Bank of China simply squatted on the side and laughed wildly.

Before Tsurumaru even had the time to turn around, he only felt that the MVP maniac, the demon of the training field, the four-flower odachi sword Uchimaru, had picked him up by the back of his collar with his excellent arm strength.

"— Come on, Tsuru Maru."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's crane feathers were about to explode.

This was Tsuru Maru's tragic morning … Now, back to the scene at the beginning.

Tsuru Maru, who had just taken a bath in the restoration pool, was lying on the table with tears in his eyes.

"What should I do, Little Guang." He said softly, "I want to accompany master to attend the social gathering."

"It seems that everything started with Mr. Tsuru's words."

Candlestick Tachibana, who was busy with lunch, bluntly exposed him, "Last night, when you went to Sanjo's room to chat, you said to Jinjian that if you accompany master to the social gathering, everyone will think that you are a child that master picked up from the outside. After all, you two don't look alike at all."

"… Is that too much to say?"

"At that time, you were in a bad mood. You must have said something else."

He said while washing the vegetables, "In short, our analysis shows that this effect won't last for more than a day.

During this time, you can treat yourself as a child. "

Tsurumaru Kuninaga sniffled, climbed down from the stool, and ran out.

"Mr. Tsuru … Sigh, forget it."

Candlestick Tachibana thought about the master's schedule that he heard from Xiaozhen yesterday and muttered, "At this time, master should have returned to Tianshou Pavilion."

Tsuru Maru ran as fast as he could to Tianshou Pavilion.

After turning back into a child's body, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's insecurities were suddenly magnified.

He thought of the past when he and his former master were lying in the mausoleum together. He thought of the many times he had been changed hands. He thought of the end when he was finally treated as a treasure and put on a shelf. Finally, he thought of the morning when Junka Hoshino smiled and said goodbye to him.

"No, I can't think about it.

"

Tsuru Maru rubbed his eyes and summoned his courage.

He forcefully pulled open the door to the room.

"Tsuru Maru, I've told you many times, you have to knock before you enter — Eh." The long-haired woman in a kimono stopped talking.

She quickly walked in front of Tsuru Maru, her curious gaze repeatedly circling his body. Then she asked, "Are you the new Snaketsu?

Why do you look so similar to Tsuru Maru? "

If it was the normal Tsuru Maru, perhaps he would take advantage of this to give the woman in front of him a big scare.

But now, when he thought that not only had he become like this, but that even the master that he had spent so much time with no longer recognized him, he felt very sad, very sad, very sad.

"Master.

"

No, it was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga wiped his tears, biting his lips and refusing to speak.

"… Why are you crying again?"

Feeling sorry for him, Junka Hoshino finally gave up the idea of joking. She sighed and said, "I know you are Tsuru Maru.

Although you have become smaller, your spiritual energy has not changed. "

"Ah?

"

Tsuru Maru tilted his head.

Junka Hoshino wiped his tears and said, "It's Sanchū. This morning, he suddenly sent me an urgent message, saying that This Pill has encountered the biggest crisis in history … Actually, it's not the crisis of This Pill, it's just the crisis brought to him by his brother."

Tsuru Maru, who obediently allowed Junka to move him, said softly, "It is indeed Sanchū's style …" There was a clear nasal sound in his voice.

Junka's movements paused, and she pretended as if nothing had happened and withdrew her hand.

"Master, then can I go with you to the social gathering today?" Tsuru Maru asked.

"How can you bring a knife to the social gathering?" This was Junka's first reaction.

"Wait!

Who said I was going to the social gathering? "This was the second reaction.

"Sanchū said so." The little silver-haired Fu Mourning God opened his eyes wide.

Junka Hoshino helplessly held her forehead, "You believe Sanchū's words …?

Tsuru Maru, show me your frightening wisdom! "

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes were filled with tears again.

…

"Tsuru Maru, don't cry."

"Is it okay to use a knee pillow?

Children should like it. "

"Huh?

Still not satisfied?

How about this, since you will recover at noon tomorrow, I will take you to sleep with me tonight, okay? "

…

…

If it ended like this, it would be a very warm story.

Unfortunately, there were always accidents in life.

The next morning, Tsukasa Hoshino woke up from her dream in a daze. Suddenly, she felt an arm tightly around her waist.

As expected of a knife, it was so small but still so strong.

She yawned, turned over, and happened to meet someone's golden eyes.

… Hmm?

Why is this Tsuru Maru different from yesterday?

"Oh, master, good morning."