[Touken Ranbu] I was a little fascinated by the painting style

Chapter 1 The first day when the painting style is wrong

I am Yamabasaki Kunihiro, an imitation knife.

Probably because I imitated Yamabukiri, the spiritual sword used for retreating, so I became conscious the moment I was forged.

However, before being a knife, I should be a person.

But I don't remember the memory of that time very clearly, I only know that I was lifted up by the person who should be my father, and happily said to the apprentices beside me: "It's finally done."

Because it was a saber made for the lord of the castle, I was sent to the lord of Ashikaga Castle—Nagao Kencho after I brought the matching sword outfit.

To be honest, when I was a human, I didn't really like people staring at me, especially now that I'm just a fake knife, I don't like it very much.Even though I hold the blade of my sword in my hand, what I think about in my heart is still the imitated original body.

At least, that's what I think.

"It's really a beautiful knife." The person who held me in his hand gave a sigh of admiration after watching it carefully.

Tsk, aren't swords used for cutting and killing? It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not.Why do you say I am beautiful! ! !

I was very disgusted in my heart and wanted to wrap myself up.But now I am a knife.Tch, when I have hands and feet, the first thing I do is find a piece of cloth to wrap myself up and down, so that you can look at me again.

The roar in my heart did not reach the person who was watching my blade, he still held me up.

Then, I saw him remove the handle of my knife.

=_=...

jerk! ! !What are you going to do to my body! ! ! !

Soft deerskin wiped the blade, and then wiped it with a muslin cloth dabbed with a little clove oil.After waiting for two or three minutes, I rubbed the blade with the original deerskin until it was slightly hot...

After a set of maintenance is finished, I feel that I am already a salted fish. _(:зゝ∠)_

This fucking is just like Dabao (beep...).

I was blushing, lying powerlessly on the knife rest that placed me.Fortunately, I am an iron knife, otherwise, I guess I would have collapsed limply on the knife holder.

Then collapse into an S-curve or something, I refuse to imagine.

I lay on the knife rest, looking sideways at my titular master.

Ah, I'll do what I can for you.

"It's really a good knife." A middle-aged man stroked his beard and said.

"Yeah, it's really a good knife." The middle-aged uncle's neighbor Mediterranean uncle echoed.

"That's right, look at its blade and its pattern, it's indeed Mr. Horikawa's masterpiece." Another young man sitting opposite Uncle Mediterranean looked at my blade excitedly and said with wide eyes.

"Yes, yes." The other middle-aged and elderly uncles also echoed and praised.

Tsk, isn't it just a knife.As for you guys.

And you, you just made up your mind to use it for you yesterday, and you ended up treating me like this? ! !I stared dissatisfiedly at the guy sitting in the main seat.

Don't ask me what's going on, I don't want to know at all.

Yesterday, I finished the big insurance, cough, after the maintenance, I lay on the knife rest and fell asleep.I seem to have heard, what kind of reward will be held.

Forgive me for my Japanese scum, the only Japanese foundation I have learned from watching anime in my previous life, it is already very good if I can understand the appreciation, not to mention that I seem to be in ancient Japan now, ancient Japanese or something Don't make things difficult for me.

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I have nothing to love about the blade of the knife, and put it in the middle of the table at 360 degrees without dead ends, and I am admired by a group of old men who don't know how many years older than me.

MMP, one day I must wrap myself like a zongzi. (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

I have a brother who seems to be older than me.He was forged by the swordsmith who made me in the 12th year of Tianzheng when he was practicing in the ancient house of Rizhou.

His name is Yamabuku Kunihiro.

I've been hoping to meet him, maybe he's transformed too.

I heard that he is a Taidao. To be honest, I didn't understand the meaning of the terms Taidao Dadao or even Wakizawa at first.I naively thought that the different styles of knives were like the difference between sneakers and canvas shoes.

It turns out I was wrong, very wrong.

The difference between Dao and Taidao is like the difference between five-centimeter thick-heeled work clothes and ten-centimeter pointed-toed stiletto shoes.If you only take the attack power as an example, it is indeed the case.

But what makes my heart hurt is not the difference in attack power, but the length of the blade.Short ah ah ah! ! !

Yamabuku Kunihiro is a tachi, so he is longer than me.

sosad_(:зゝ∠)_

However, I didn't know that there was another Wakizawa named Horikawa Kunihiro at the time, so I unilaterally broke up with my nominal brother without seeing each other.

Anyone taller than me will have their legs chopped off. ╭(╯^╰)╮

The author has something to say:

Don't take it seriously when rewarding a knife.

I'm already a salted fish.