My mother's love song

And that promise had just been fulfilled, and Rhode, who finally grasped the victory,

"No, no, no! How can that count? Isn't there a third party breaking in?!"

Musashi started to act like a spoiled brat: "And what is that? You actually kicked out your female companion as a flying prop... That's too much! You are simply a demon!"

"Gu..."

The flying tool, Sei Shonagon, who had been following them silently, was reminded of painful memories and frowned slightly.

Saber, the worst cheater in Japanese history, puffed out her towering chest and said seriously, "We who devote ourselves to kendo should be upright and honest, and should not rely on such tricks!

Come, my old enemy, my Master, let us face each other squarely once again..."

"Yes, yes, you are right. I lost and you won. Miyamoto Musashi is the strongest and his military strategy is the best in the world."

Rhodes ignored her nonsense and raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

"..."

Musashi grabbed the boy's arm tightly and said in panic, "Hey! What's that expression on your face? You look so disdainful! Huh? You're not thinking "I don't care about Miyamoto Musashi's sword anymore"! "

Rhodes pushed away the young swordsman's face and turned to speak to Sei Shonagon.

"Although this is a very suspicious person, unfortunately, she is not the one who committed serial murders in the capital."

Musashi was touched and his cheeks flushed: "M-Master...

Is this the meaning of the idiom "Appearance is determined by the mind"?

Not only has the Master's face become cuter, but his personality has also become cuter!"

Rod: I don't think that's what it means.

In a previous conversation with Musashi, Rhodes learned that she came to this era a month ago, slightly later than himself.

Since the Romanian Holy Grail War, Miyamoto Musashi has continued to travel through countless parallel worlds.

After going through various adventures and challenges and gradually improving his swordsmanship, Miyamoto Musashi came to the Heian period and began to act under the name "Miyamoto Iori".

It has been several years since the Holy Grail War on Rhodes' side, but how long has it been on Musashi's side?

Her appearance and attire had not changed much; she was still the cheerful, bright and dignified female swordsman.

In order to thoroughly investigate Musashi's ecology, Rhodes looked at her breasts.

Looking at it again after a few years, it seems that it has become more plump and firmer than it was in Romania! ?

Is it that he has become more obscene without knowing it, or is it an illusion caused by the emotion of reuniting with an old friend (Musashi's breasts), similar to the theory that "the first sip of Coke is the best."

It is indeed difficult to judge by eyes only without rubbing it yourself.

However, the Miyamoto Musashi standing in front of Rhode now is a living human being, so it is not surprising that he has grown again.

"Kiyoko, Iori is not the murderer. This is the only thing I can guarantee for her."

Rhodes emphasized it again for the sake of the big breasts.

"…………"

On the other side, Sei Shonagon ignored Rhodes' words.

Come to think of it, even if it was the most carefree lady Shonagon in Heian-kyo, she wouldn't be so broad-minded as to easily forgive the guy who kicked her out when she came to help like a throwing prop.

If Musashi wasn't here, Rhodes would have apologized to her.

The man's mysterious reserve made Rhode smile and flatter him: "Qingzi, I'll treat you to a Japanese confectionery buffet tomorrow, right? It's okay if your belly gets as big as if you're eight months pregnant, okay?"

Sei Shonagon said: "...If Iori Chika is not the murderer, is he still hiding in Kyoto?"

"Ignore me!"

He even called me "dear" directly.

"Hmm... I think so. Since the first incident, Kyoto has strengthened the barrier.

The killer should be hiding in the capital."

Musashi gripped the hilt of the sword, shook the two blades on his waist, and said, "But don't worry, Noko-chan, I will protect you on behalf of men who don't know how to behave like gentlemen."

He even called me "dear" directly.

"That's great! It's so reliable to have a girl as strong as Iori-chika around! Hehe!"

The two of them, like long-lost sisters, left Rhodes and started chatting enthusiastically.

"Iori-chan's hair is so beautiful, how do you take care of it?"

"Huh? I didn't do any special maintenance..."

"So she's a natural beauty, right? As expected of Iori-chan!"

"Hahaha……"

Until he sent Sei Shonagon to his doorstep, Rhodes did not have the right to interrupt.

Fortunately, Qingzi was the girl who held no grudges the least, and she compromised before Rhodes was ready to apologize seriously.

"I witnessed the Lord of Light's battle today, and I was deeply moved!"

Having said this, she came up to him and kissed him on the cheek in an attempt to confuse him before leaving.

Hey, hey, hey, Musashi is watching over there...ah, that guy is laughing!

Although I felt a little embarrassed, I still endured it because of Sei Shonagon's cute and shy smile.

After saying goodbye to Qingzi, Rhodes set out on his journey home.

"hungry."

Musashi looked at the night sky and suddenly said this.

“After sweating, I suddenly want to eat udon!”

Rhodes frowned and said, "I say, why are you following me?"

Musashi continued, "Master, can you give me some to eat when we get home?"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Iori. I don't remember that my home is the same as yours."

"Hey! I'm your servant. Are you planning to abandon your Saber on the side of the road?"

"The master-servant contract ended a long time ago. Go do what you need to do."

"........."

Musashi took a few steps forward and blocked Rhodes' way with an extremely serious expression.

"what?"

The swordswoman clasped her hands together and bowed her head deeply: "Please! I have already spent all the money I saved from my part-time job!

Because I don't have a legal identity, coupled with the recent serial murders, I can't find a job in Heian-kyō, and I live in poverty...

If the Master doesn't take me in, I'll really have to sleep on the street tonight!"

"…………"

Rhode stared at the back of her head, sighed and said, "I'm just staying at someone else's house now, how can I take you back with me?"

"One week! Just stay here for one week! I'll move out after a week!"

Seeing that Rhode's expression had eased a little, she continued, "And when you leave, I will compensate you for your food and lodging expenses so far!"

"That doesn't sound like something Miyamoto Musashi would say."

Rhode stroked his chin and looked at the girl: "You said you would make up for the cost of food and accommodation, where will the money come from?"

The boy's eyes followed Miyamoto Musashi's neat face down to her tall and proud chest.

Rhode's pupils slightly dilated: "Hey... Musashi, your way of making money is not to go swimming..."

Musashi shook the sword at his waist: "I will win the Genji Festival and receive a huge reward from the organizers."

"What? You're not going to be a prostitute..."

Rhodes looked regretful, as he had originally wanted to go and show his support.

But then again, Musashi also participated in the Genji Festival...

Ah, I can imagine it.

This guy is the same type as Sei Shonagon, the type who steals the show and has the most fun at the festival.

"Let's not talk about where your confidence in your ability to win comes from. There are still three weeks until the Genji Festival. You just said that it would only disturb you for one week, right?"

"Well... I've actually already thought of a solution."

"what?"

"I want to catch the killer hiding in Kyoto!"

Musashi said smugly, "Hehehe. I heard that the imperial court and the head of the Minamoto clan issued a large reward to catch the murderer who massacred the Minamoto clan, right?

As long as I can get that money, I can get rid of poverty and live a life of ease and comfort in Kyoto!

And then add on the Genji Festival winning prize money... hehe... I'm going to go to the entertainment center and let the cutest kids pour me wine..."

"You are really optimistic." Rhodes shook his head calmly.

……

……

……

"Wow...what an amazing mansion!"

When Rod and Musashi returned to the Fujiwara family, the entire mansion had fallen into a deep sleep.

Miyamoto Musashi looked around excitedly: "Is this the house where the master lives now? Could it be that his lunch boxes are all tuna sashimi and king crab every day?"

"Be quiet and follow me."

Rhodes led Musashi through the long corridor and walked towards the depths of the mansion.

In short, don't disturb Xiangzi tonight. Think of a reason tomorrow morning and settle Musashi here.

However, just when they came not far from the room where Rhodes lived, a voice called Rhodes from behind.

"Lord of Light?"

Rhodes: "..."

"I'm calling you?"

Musashi turned to look at the newcomer, then gasped, "Wow... a super beauty."

Fujiwara Kaori, wearing pajamas and holding a candle, appeared behind the two.

"The breasts are so big... They feel so oppressive."

Musashi muttered to himself and was glared at by Rod. Then the boy turned around and greeted Xiangzi.

"Um... Lord of Light, who is this lady?"

Xiangzi looked at Musashi curiously.

Rhodes explained: "This is a friend I knew in the past. He just arrived in Kyoto recently and hopes to stay with me for a few days."

After Musashi and Xiangzi politely introduced themselves to each other, Rod said, "Sorry, it's too late today so I thought I would explain it to you tomorrow morning."

"Ah? Ugh... You don't have to mind me! Since you're a friend of the Lord of Light, you can stay as long as you want!"

Fujiwara Kaori said with some joy.

So he’s the friend of the Lord of Light… hehe.

She looks like a very lively and cheerful woman.

Rhodes said: "How can this be possible? I have already caused a lot of trouble for Miss Xiangzi."

Xiangzi said: "No, no, no, how could Lord Guang cause trouble! I don't think it's troublesome at all!"

While Rod and Xiangzi were chatting, Musashi was silently observing the two of them.

For some reason, Musashi felt particularly uncomfortable with the gentle expression that Rod showed when talking to the classical beauty.

Huh, so that's what's going on... this brat.