This thing about me becoming a girl

And Sawamura Homi didn't speak, just pulled the rope at the top of the black sword bag, slowly pulled out a samurai sword with a hidden sheath from it, and put it on the table of the hospital bed.

The type of samurai sword on the table of the hospital bed is "fighting sword".

As the two most common types of Japanese knives, the difference between "Hai Dao" and "Tai Dao" does not look much different to the naked eye, so sometimes it will be troublesome to distinguish them if you don't understand them.

The simplest way to distinguish is to look at the radian of the blade. The radian of the tachi sword is larger, that is, it is more curved, while the radian of the sword is smaller, that is, it is straighter than the tachi sword, but it is only relatively speaking. After all, the samurai sword They are all curved blades, just with different arcs.

And there is another way to distinguish it is to see how to wear it, just like it has appeared in ancient Japanese TV dramas or movies with kendo.

The Taidao is hung on the waist. When hanging, the blade of the Tibetan sheath is facing downwards, while the Taidao is inserted directly at the waist. When it is inserted at the waist, the blade of the hidden sheath is facing upwards.

Until now, Japan has still inherited this tradition, whether it is a museum or a gymnasium, it is in this way when it is displayed.

However, although there are many types of Japanese samurai swords, "samurai sword" is only a synonym for a general term, and there are 26 types of shapes under it.

But no matter how you say it, what can't be changed is that "fighting knife" is the most suitable weapon for actual combat.

Different from the other 25 shapes and categories, it is either used for etiquette, or for worship, or for expressing status, or for gorgeously decorated collection knives.

Dao is a weapon that is really used on the battlefield, and it is mostly used by samurai wearing armor.

On the ground battlefield in the era of cold weapons, it is the executioner who reaps human lives.

However, the knife placed on the table of the hospital bed is about 130 centimeters upwards, which is a relatively rare length in the knife.

After all, the original design of the Dao was to draw out the sheath faster than the Taidao, draw the sword more quickly, and be more suitable for the era of ground warfare, so it is naturally slightly shorter than the Taidao.

Because it is longer, it means a taller figure, and a longer arm span also means that it is heavier, and requires greater strength to control this knife flexibly.

So the samurai sword in front of me, which is at least 130 centimeters high, is a relatively rare sword.

The style of the sword is relatively simple, different from the gorgeous and exquisite appearance and uniform style of most swords today, it is simpler, even a bit shabby.

Its scabbard is just an ordinary black wood color, and the surface has only been polished for a circle to remove the burrs, so that it will no longer pierce the hand, and it will not slip easily. After that, it has not undergone a second coloring and treatment. The original color of the wood from which the scabbard is made has been preserved.

As for its handle, it is the same as most samurai swords, consisting of a handle rope and a wooden frame, and the main body is black.

Under the knife, the rope wrapped around the scabbard, that is, the lower thread, goes around the knife and knots it on the handle to prevent the knife from being unsheathed accidentally.

Although it is still impossible to know what the blade of the hidden sheath looks like, its appearance is very simple.

Compared with the current sword, it is more like a weapon that was forged in the cold weapon era and sent to the battlefield in a hurry.

That is "killing sword."

After Sawamura Homi took the samurai sword out of the sword bag and put it on the table of the hospital bed, he didn't make a sound at the first time. He just looked at the samurai sword, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth softly.

"Don't you want to pull it out and have a look, it originally belonged to you."

Although he didn't look at Mari Aoi Sawamura, it was obvious who he was talking to.

As for Sawamura Mari Aoi, she acted as if she had no interest.

However, Homi Sawamura ignored the coldness, just looking at the samurai sword, there seemed to be some memories in his eyes.

"You should know that the family has always had two samurai swords that represent extremely special meanings.

One is "Royal Sword", and the other is "Yun Cong Hei Shou."

The imperial sword is the saber of every imperial court, and Yun Cong Heishou is the saber of the most samurai in every generation of family.

Yuncong Heishou and Yudao were the same at the beginning, they were both Taidao. It was not until the rise of the ground station era that Heishu changed from Taidao to Fighting Sword. After all, it is for actual combat.

It represents the highest honor for a samurai in the Sawamura family. "

Sawamura Homi looked at the knife on the table of the hospital bed, which was the opposite color of the white sheet.

"Yun Cong Hei Shou is its prefix. The real name of this knife is Yi? Qie Yujing, and it originally belonged to you."

Sawamura Homi's tone was flat.

"I've always thought that this generation of Kumo Kuromori belonged to you, for no other unnecessary reason, just because you possessed the quality of wearing it, possessed something that no one else in Sawamura possessed.

So, I've been keeping it for you too. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mari Aoi Sawamura, who was sitting on the hospital bed, still silent, as if he hadn't heard his words, but was just looking out the window at the unclear sky.

"But now it seems that maybe you are really, not suitable for swordsmanship."

His tone was soft, as if he was saying a fact.

"Truth Aoi, there are people in this world who are born with certain qualities. It only takes a little tempering to reach an unimaginable realm, or rely on the penetrating thinking of everything to make wisdom gradually become infinite, or It is the ultimate sublimation of a powerful body, conquering everything with strength.

These people, I call them born strong. "

He looked at the silent truth Aoi, and said again.

"You may never see this kind of person in your life, but they may also live around you, such as your sister who didn't have a good experience."

Hearing this, Sawamura Mari Aoi finally had some reaction, raised her eyelids a little, and looked at Sawamura Homi who was talking with her blue eyes that were clear in the past but now a little dim.

And Sawamura Hoomi also went on to say.

"Although she is no different from other ordinary people now, she is actually different, because ordinary people have no choice but to be ordinary, but she can choose whether she will continue to be ordinary or become that small group of people.

Her essence is a strong person, she can continue to eat grass, but she can also choose to eat meat, and her food is naturally the same species of humans as her.

There are many such people, but some have been discovered, and some are still in the stage of not knowing it, but even so, relying on this point is enough to live like a fish in water in life.

In the face of such people, the fate of ordinary people is to be dominated and used by them.

It's cruel, but also a very realistic situation. "

After speaking, he looked at Mari Aoi Sawamura.

"And Truth Aoi, you are born strong.

Your strength is manifested in your body, and it is powerful enough to tear apart most wisdom.

From birth, you are above ordinary people. Even if ordinary people spend a lifetime of hard work, they will not be able to achieve the achievements you have from the beginning.

But you did not possess this powerful quality, and even voluntarily abandoned it, and abandoned this powerful quality that others dreamed of. "

He looked at Sawamura Mari Aoi who was sitting on the hospital bed, and said.

"Jin Aoi, what have you been thinking in your heart? What is it for? What is your goal? What do you want to get?

Answer me, I'm asking your ego, have you ever really thought about what you've been doing.

Or have you ever considered who you really are? "

Hearing Homi Sawamura's unceremonious words, which could even be considered demeaning to a person's personality, Mariko Sawamura subconsciously clenched her fists, and the lake of heart under her cold face seemed to react.

But in the end, she only opened her lips slightly, and didn't make any further moves, and didn't say anything.

And seeing Sawamura Mari Aoi who couldn't even answer this question, Sawamura Homi's eyes shone with disappointment and pity.

"Even this, can't you answer it?"

He withdrew his gaze from looking at Mari Aoi Sawamura, and slowly closed his eyes.

He also suddenly didn't know why he came here.

The post-match challenge of Yulongqi was indeed prompted by Homi Sawamura, and the irregularity in the second quarter was also inspired by him.

For no particular reason, he knew that the current Mari Aoi Sawamura would not be able to defeat the Daguo Killing Stone no matter what.

He just wanted to see whether Sawamura Mari Aoi would usher in an explosion in this situation that had already fallen to the bottom.

And he also specifically set up a reason for Mariko Sawamura that she cannot lose, that is, whether or not a tomb will be erected after Uesugi's death, to see if she will regain her clarity of mind under this premise.

And the battle between Sawamura Mari Aoi and Daguo Shashengishi is not a comparison of talent and hard work.

But now, Sawamura Homi suddenly felt that all this was meaningless.

He suddenly seemed to have figured out why he spent so much time doing something that he didn't even know was meaningful.

Perhaps, he also just wanted to know from Sawamura Mari Aoi what kind of life Sawamura Uyuki would be without a clear heart.

He just keeps getting stuck in attachments.

But it's not the same person after all.

He suddenly felt that everything he did was ridiculous, and he was the one who was ridiculous.

Even coming here today, he suddenly felt a little inexplicable.

Sawamura Homi opened his mouth slowly.

"Since you can't answer, I'll tell you.

Truth Aoi, you just take one step at a time, without thinking about the front at all, you just walk numbly, like a marionette at the mercy of others.

Your first ten years were full of lies, everything was given by others, and you never really owned anything yourself, and if you take it all back, then you are nothing.

And you are willing to go on like this, because you don't want to change, you are afraid of change.

It's not that you don't know all of this, you just don't want to know, everything is the same.

You pretend to be dull, you prefer to be alone, you don't think, you don't want to socialize, you don't care what others think of you, because even a little bit of kindness will make you realize how deep and infinite the hole in your heart really is . "

He looked at Mari Aoi Sawamura, and said again.

"Jin Aoi, you lost, and I will fulfill my previous promise.

There will never be a place for Kamisugi in Sawamura, the glory of Sawamura will never fall on your father's tombstone, and no one in Sawamura will ever pay homage to your father.

And you, I will not interfere with any of your life, you finally don't have to practice the swordsmanship you hate, and you don't have to force yourself, just put on the shackles like this, and live in embarrassment and cowardice according to the way you think is right . "

After speaking, he looked at the samurai sword that had never been drawn from its sheath on the bed table.

"Let what originally belonged to you spend the last night with you.

From tomorrow, you will be free. "

After finishing speaking, he got up slowly and left the ward straight away. During the process, he never looked back.

After opening the door, standing at the door was Sawamura Isuzu who was waiting.

Seeing Homi Sawamura leaving without stopping, she looked at Aoi Mari again.

She didn't know exactly what Sawamura Hoomi said or what decision she made, but no matter what it was, she couldn't change it.

She just looked at Mari Aoi Sawamura, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Truth Aoi, as I told you before, countless fish and birds have the habit of migrating in a certain season. During the process, they will encounter countless dangers and obstacles, but they also had to move forward.

Because staying means death, or the extinction of the species.