My first sword fic after not writing fiction for many years.

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[S.FIC] Touken Ranbu – Sakura [Mikanba]

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...Sakura petals fell to the ground petal after petal, but the big cherry tree was still full of cherry blossoms.

The afternoon breeze made the young man, Tsukumogami, who was sitting looking at the cherry trees on Honmaru's balcony, feel a little sleepy.

Not far away from the big cherry tree in the garden were the Toshiro children running around playing and chasing each other along with the other Swordsmen's Tsukumogami, with Ichigo Hitofuri keeping an eye on them. man himself closely

Yamabakiri Kunihiro doesn't like chaos. I really don't like the noise. But at the same time, he didn't hate these sounds either. Green eyes stared at the image of Ichigo running around chasing after his brother as the game became more and more extreme. The corners of his mouth lifted up in a slight smile. before laughing softly in his throat

“...So, huh?” The familiar and unique laugh of one of the Sword Tsukumogami was approaching. Yamabagiri glanced out of the corner of his eye. He saw a tall, slender man in a dark blue karikinu wearing golden warrior armor walking hand in hand with Gokotai and Akita. Toshiro on each side comes this way.

Yamambakiri sighed slightly. His right hand grabbed the cloak and pulled it down to cover his face like always, along with his left hand he reached out to pick up the sword that was laying beside him before standing up and preparing to walk away from the area.

...but it seems the other party noticed first.

" oh ! Isn't that Yambagiri?” Mikazuki Munechika greeted when she saw a familiar figure. “The children and I are going to sit by the pool over there. Would you be interested in going together?”

Yamambakiri was slightly silent. Saw the other party looking at him with a gentle smile. He looked at the other person for a while before answering in a low voice and walking away. “Sorry, but I have business to attend to.”

Mikazuki raised his eyebrows, his crescent-shaped dark blue eyes watching the figure in somber cloaks walk away in wonder. Every time he walked in to say hello or approached Yamambakiri, The other party always had to run away from him.

“Um... Did I do something to make you hate me?” Mikazuki muttered softly. I wanted to think about it a bit more, but when Akita gently tugged at his hand, the children's grandfather hurried away. So he gave a big smile and led the two children to the poolside.

...Come on, I'd rather have some free time and try to talk, Mikazuki thought.

...Today the atmosphere is different from two days ago. It was rather quiet inside Honmaru as the master divided up his troops to both fight and explore. Right now, only a few Sword Tsukumogami were left within Honmaru.

This time Yamambakiri did not join any forces at all. Because Lord Zaniwa said he wanted him to rest a bit. Because in the past the master had used him to do various tasks enough.

Yamambagirikunihiro is the first sword Tsukumogami that Lord Zaniwa summoned from day one, and until now he has fought alongside him countless times. innumerable Previously, Honmaru was lonely with just him and Lord Zaniwa. Now, this Honmaru is filled with dozens of fellow warriors. The past loneliness was filled with cheerfulness and laughter.

The young man walked out and sat on the balcony as always, placing his sword at his side. His eyes looked at the quiet garden in front of him.

...Since morning, I haven't seen the master at all. Looks like he might have gone into the sword forge again today. The young man thought while sighing a little. Since time immemorial, their master never had the skill to forge swords to summon sword spirits. In the past, the method was used to search for swords from various eras. and instead summoned the sword spirit to reside on its own.

As he was thinking about the past events, the sound of someone's footsteps walking towards him made him turn his head slightly before he saw a tall, slender figure in a blue business suit. Really... Today, Sword Master... She's so noble she's supposed to be gardening with Heshikiri Hasebe.

“Oh, are you watching over Honmaru today as well?” Mikazuki greeted with a smile as usual. But the face that was full of smiles soon changed to a shocked expression when he saw that the other person was about to get up and run away from him again. “Ah, wait a minute, don't go yet! Can you please stay and talk with me for a moment?”

Yamabagiri raised his eyebrows slightly in question. But Mikazuki didn't say anything in response, the tall and slender figure just walked and sat down next to him. “I brought some snacks to go with afternoon tea. Would you like to come and eat together?” Mikazuki held up a tray with a plate of desserts. teapot and tea cup

The young Tsukumogami looked at the expression of the man in front of him and squatted down as well. He saw Mikazuki grinning widely. before preparing to pour tea and handing him a teacup.

“Haha, this one always runs away from me,” Mikazuki said while sipping his tea.

“I didn't run away,” Yamabagiri hurriedly denied, even though the truth was the same as what the other party said.

"Hahaha. If you don't run away, you won't run away. I understand." Mikazuki's answer caused Yamamba to furrow his brows. It looked as if the other party didn't believe his words. But he didn't intend to argue too much and just sipped his tea quietly.

Soft breeze in the afternoon Along with the gentle sound of leaves losing color Makes you feel so at ease that you want to fall asleep immediately. It was only rarely that he had such a peaceful moment.

Mikazuki seemed to be thinking the same thing. “How peaceful~”

...The snacks on the plate were gone, but there was still some tea left in the pot. Mikazuki poured tea into a cup before taking a sip. Dark blue eyes with crescent moons glanced at the person next to him. He frowned slightly. I'd like to ask some questions.

“...Why do you have to cover yourself like that? Yamabagiri?” Mikazuki decided to ask. Since joining the Honmaru, he had rarely seen the Yamabagiri take off that cloak. In fact, in this Honmaru, will anyone ever see the face under that veil?

“That has nothing to do with you,” Yamambakiri replied quietly.

“I'm just curious as to why you have to conceal yourself like this to the people around you,” Mikazuki replied softly. It seemed like this man had no intention of opening up to anyone.

Yamambakiri remained silent and did not reply.

“...Or is it related to your identity being created to imitate Yamabagiri?”

Mikazuki's question made the Yamambakiri pause. The feeling of frustration in his chest made him accidentally place his teacup on the tray with a loud thud. Green eyes turned to stare at the Legendary Sword's Tsukumogami before speaking coldly. “I am not a copycat!”

Mikazuki looked at the expression of the person in front of him with a calm expression. It's not that he doesn't know what kind of reaction he'll get if he asks him like that, he just wants to know. Why was the person in front of him so attached to the knot in his heart?

“If you are not a copycat, So what are you hiding your identity for?” Mikazuki asked, “Did you say it was Master Craftsman Horikawa Kunihiro's masterpiece? Or is that not true?”

Yamabagiri gritted his teeth, “...I am Mr. Horikawa's masterpiece. But even so, I am not an imitation! “Even so, the fact that his identity was created to imitate the Yamabagiri Sword was true.

Mikazuki let out a long sigh. His question seemed too serious for the other party. He turned to look at the blooming cherry tree and said, pointing at it, “Do you see that cherry tree?” Seeing the Yamabagiri looking after him, he continued, “Even now, Its flowers are blooming beautifully, but soon their flowers will wither when the season is over.”

Yamabagiri watched the cherry blossom petals fall from the tree and onto the ground.

Mikazuki bent down and picked up the cherry petals that had fallen on the balcony. “Whether it is humans or us Tsukumogami, When one is born, one dies with time. It's just..." Mikazuki paused for a moment when the cherry blossom petals in his hand were blown up into the sky by the wind. Two pairs of eyes looked at those cherry blossom petals.”

We have a longer lifespan than humans and have experienced countless births and deaths, so we know the value of living life more than anyone else. You may not care about this matter, but if there is still time left, why don't you use that time for yourself?” At the end of that sentence, Mikasiki turned and stared at the young man.

Mikazuki placed his hand on his head, which was hidden by a cloudy veil. He gave a gentle smile.

“You are you, not that Yambagiri. But aren't you 'Yamambagiri Kunihiro'?”

Yamabagiri's eyes widened, “I...”

“No matter what anyone says about you, But neither your body nor your soul belongs to anyone but yours.” Mikazuki continued in a gentle tone, “Neither Zaniwa nor you. And everyone in this Honmaru had no idea who you represented. But everyone sees you as 'Yamambagiri Kunihiro' and wants to get to know you better.

...Of course, this includes me as well.”

Mikazuki smiled as he saw the other's eyes widen at those words.

...All along, he had always looked up to this young man. The Tsukumogami of the Sword who usually keep themselves to themselves and do not get involved or interfere with anyone, are only occasionally seen when their master calls a meeting or the formation of troops for battle. But even then, he still noticed the loneliness in those eyes, the loneliness and sadness that made the viewer feel heartbreak.

“You...you really didn't want to block yourself, did you?” Mikazuki asked softly as he thought of the image of the young man in front of him who often sat on the balcony alone, looking at the Avata children. Guji played quietly in the garden.

...Perhaps deep down in Yamambakiri's heart, he didn't want to be alone like this, but the knot in his heart probably made him think that he looked different. different from others

"I'd like to see you live your life in your own way. Or maybe... it would be nice if you approached other people first." Mikazuki narrowed his eyes slightly, his face still showing a smile. “Don't dwell on the knots in your heart. Remember Yamambakiri Kunihiro... You are who you are, not anyone's representative!”

When he finished speaking, when Kazuki stood up, Yamambakiri looked up and said, "Are you...going to go?"

“The break time is over. I must excuse myself to go back to work. Otherwise, I'd definitely get the Heshikiri complaining until my ears went numb for half the afternoon.” He chuckled as he thought of the expression on the face of someone who was loyal and loved his master and would sternly smack him if he returned to work late.

“Really!” Mikazuki said, “Today, I'm glad you agreed to sit down and talk with me. Thank you, Yamabagiri Kunihiro.”

Mikazuki gave him a smile before walking over and carrying an empty dessert plate. and the teapot went back Yamambakiri looked at that back until the other person turned and disappeared.

The afternoon wind still blows gently. Sakura petals are still falling.

Green eyes stared at the large cherry tree that still had beautiful pink flowers in full bloom.

...Why did I feel so cold before, but now...

He raised his hand to his chest.

...It's so warm right now.

Because of the beautiful cherry blossoms? Or is it because...

That Mikazuki Munechika?

...Maybe from now on he should try crossing that line.

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CrossHeart

It's me, after being absent for many years. Now I'm back to writing novels.

Currently playing

Touken Ranbu

Yes, I've just started playing for almost 3 months now. I'm so in love with Grandpa and Nong Phaom. So I thought I'd like to try writing this couple fic. But I'm also worried about what it will be like. Because I haven't written a novel for many years. While writing this story, I still feel a bit sluggish as well (I apologize to Grandpa and Nong Yamamba, haha.

T-T)

I guess I'll have to go back and practice writing new novels and brush off the dust first.

After the most recent disappearance, during that time I was doing an internship. And after that, do the matter of graduating. Now it's working. But still come to play games and read comics as usual (ha)

I'd like to leave you with my first sword fic ^-^