novelhk Chapter 131 Tsukumogami and Hyotei
Chapter 131 Tsukumogami and Hyotei
Since the members of the Hyotei Tennis Club had already discussed with their families and would be participating in training camp with their tennis teammates in the next few days, they were spared the trouble of calling home again to report.
After enjoying dinner provided by the sword spirits of the citadel, Atobe Keigo and the others moved into an empty room and slept together in a large communal room.
As for why they don't sleep in separate rooms?
In fact, Atobe Keigo and Oshitari Yuushi would love to have their own bedroom, but unfortunately, the two little animals in the team were holding onto their sleeves tightly and wouldn't let go. Shishido Ryo, although not as obviously as Akutagawa Jiro and Mukahi Gakuto, was also holding onto his junior's tennis bag with his left hand the whole time.
Finally, after discussing it, they decided that since the room Yu Bai provided was very large, and they were new to the area and surrounded by a group of non-human knife spirits, they should sleep together.
"I never imagined that sword spirits really existed. I was actually a little skeptical when Senior Yu Bai first mentioned it."
As everyone lay down on the already laid-out quilts, they naturally began to chat about what they had seen and heard that day.
Hiyoshi Waka, who is usually quiet, spoke first this time. Born into a family of ancient martial arts practitioners, he was more sensitive than his friends to the aura emanating from the sword spirits.
"Yeah, yeah~ Did you guys see it when we were having dinner just now? For a moment, I thought I had traveled into an ancient costume drama. It felt like a lord and his retainers."
Mukahi Gakuto rolled around in his blankets, then lay down on his stomach, resting his chin on his hands, and said with a look of pure bliss.
"According to what Haku said, he is now a Saniwa, and those people are the tsukumogami of swords. They also call Haku lord and general. So, Yueren, you can completely remove the word 'feeling' and just call him lord and retainer."
Having just finished a bath, Yuushi Oshitari, who had taken off his glasses, had a languid expression. His deep blue hair draped over his shoulders, and his yukata was slightly open from his movements. Coupled with his naturally low voice, it was a truly alluring scene of overflowing hormones.
Unfortunately, those present were all regular members of the tennis club who didn't appreciate it.
Their minds are entirely focused on Yu Bai and his Honmaru; they won't pay attention to any of this.
"Ah Bai said that tomorrow these sword spirits will train us, but I don't know how they'll train us. This citadel is so amazing, it must be the kind of space you see in novels, right? I took a look at it during the day, and it seems to be huge, with a forest right next to it."
Excitement gleamed in Jiro Akutagawa's eyes; everything that had happened today filled him with immense curiosity.
"Moreover, I saw many famous swords among those tsukumogami. I saw Mikazuki Munechika in a museum, as well as swords belonging to famous figures like Oda Nobunaga and Tokugawa Ieyasu. Senior Yubai is amazing."
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As night deepened, the teenagers' curiosity and excitement gradually subsided, and they slowly drifted off to sleep.
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Snap, tap, snap, tap.
The morning sunlight, accompanied by the crisp clanging sounds outside, woke up the sleeping Atobe Keigo and the others. After they finished washing up and opened their doors, they were greeted by the sight of the sword spirits fiercely fighting with wooden swords in the courtyard.
The sheer power and incredible speed of each move made everyone realize that even if the spirits were wielding wooden swords instead of their true forms, there was no doubt about the destructive power of their attacks.
"Ah, good morning, my lord's friends. I am Yamato no Kami Yasusada, and this is Kashuu Kiyomitsu. May I ask if you slept well last night?" Yamato no Kami Yasusada paused his intense training, wiped the sweat from his brow, and, with Kashuu Kiyomitsu by his side, greeted the Hyotei tennis club members who were standing in the hallway in a daze.
"Um, we slept very well. Where is Bai?"
Atobe Keigo, whose history knowledge was quite good, glanced at the haori on Yamato no Kami Yasusada's body and immediately knew the origins of the two tsukumogami the moment Yamato no Kami Yasusada and Kashuu Kiyomitsu introduced themselves.
Is that Okita Souji's sword from the Shinsengumi?
"Our lord is waiting for you in the restaurant for breakfast. After breakfast, he has arranged for us to train you. Although we don't know how tennis is played in the modern world, leave the task of improving your skills to us," Kashuu Kiyomitsu said proudly.
Following in the footsteps of Kashuu Kiyomitsu and Yamato no Kami Yasusada, the group arrived at the restaurant. At that moment, Yu Bai was having a video call with Wu Yan and Shu Yue.
Upon seeing Atobe Keigo and the others enter, he smiled and arranged a meeting time with Gogen and Shuyue for next week before hanging up the video call. He looked up at everyone, a warm smile on his face: "Good morning, come and have breakfast. The pumpkin porridge and breakfast made by Shokudaikiri are absolutely delicious."
"My lord, are you going out with Lord Shuyue and Lord Wuyan next week? Do you need any attendants to accompany you?"
After arranging breakfast for Yu Bai, Hasebe heard that the lord was going to go out with Shuyue and Wuyan next week and asked if he should arrange for attendants.
Of course, it would be even better if this attendant were him.
"No need, we plan to go out and relax that day. Don't worry, Hasebe, we won't be back too late," Yu Bai replied with a smile.
At this moment, Mukahi Gakuto and Akutagawa Jiro were already attracted by the aroma of the food on the table, and they couldn't wait to find a seat. They savored the pumpkin porridge that Shokudaikiri Mitsutada had carefully prepared, praising it highly.
To be honest, Shokudaikiri-san's cooking skills are truly amazing. Who knew that tsukumogami could be so skilled at cooking?
"Is Ah Bai taking his friends out next week? Since Mr. Hasebe knows them, could they also be Saniwa?"
"Yes, they are two other friends I know, and they are also Saniwa. However, unlike me, they haven't been to the human world much since they became Saniwa. So we made a plan to take them to the human world next week."
"Huh? In that case, how about Ah Bai takes them to Poirot Cafe to try Mr. Amuro's cooking? I haven't been back since we ate there together last time. Speaking of which, I suddenly miss Mr. Amuro's sandwiches."
When Mukahi Gakuto heard Yu Bai mention that he was going to host two friends who were also Saniwa next week, he immediately recommended Poirot Restaurant, and Akutagawa Jiro nodded in agreement.
Unbeknownst to them, these two foodies had already been captivated by Amuro Tooru's culinary skills. When it comes to delicious food, the first place they recommend to outsiders is Poirot Cafe.
"Hmm, that's really not very elegant. If you need a car anywhere, just let me know." Atobe Keigo, who was elegantly sipping his pumpkin porridge, couldn't bear to look at the two of them looking so hungry. In the end, he simply turned his gaze to Yu Bai to avoid bothering him and indicated that he should contact him if he needed anything next week.
"Of course, I won't stand on ceremony with you, Xiao Jing." Accepting his friend's kindness generously, Yu Bai looked at the group who were still eating breakfast and said, "By the way, after you finish eating and rest for a while, I'll arrange for the swordsmen to lead you in training."
Then, looking at the group of people who showed no sign of danger, his eyes crinkled into crescent moons with a smile: "You guys better hang in there!"
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines. They then looked at Yu Bai with horror, recalling his past achievements, and suddenly found their breakfast tasteless.
Are they alright? They should be able to leave this citadel alive, right?
……
Yu Bai: You guys must hang in there!
Everyone at Hyotei: We have a... ominous feeling...