"Qinzawa Jun, what is my sword skills?" Zuocun checked his sword and frowned slightly.
This knife I bought before departure was already a little curled.
It is not a matter of quality of knives, but the quality of knives is definitely on the qualification line.
But Zuocun's use of knife... is too powerful.
Serizawa's knife is of extremely high quality at first glance, but in the competition just now, Zuomura used this ordinary knife to fight Serizawa.
The result is self-evident.
"Zuocun, your strength is already very strong among the people I have seen." Serizawa smiled boldly, "Ah, the children are here."
A group of children ran over, Xin Jianjin followed behind with a faint smile on his face.
He is not a person who likes to talk.
"Mr. Serizawa is just so handsome!"
"Another samurai is so handsome!"
The children were always full of energy, chattering, looking at Serizawa Ya and Zuomura Anno with admiration.
Zuomura and Serizawa looked at each other.
Is the fight between warriors actually regarded as a handsome thing by children...
I don't know if it should be sad or lucky.
Serizawa Ya showed a gentle smile that was not in line with his image.
"What do you want to see me draw today?"
"I want to see the way I painted another samurai!"
"I miss it too, I want it too!"
"I still want to see Mr. Serizawa paint his own..."
Serizawa Ya smiled, took out a board from somewhere, and began to draw on it.
Zuomura sat behind Serizawa duck and looked at the scene with a smile.
"I didn't expect that he had such a side." Shinjianjin sat next to Zuocun and said with a smile.
"It's true." Zuomura looked at Serizawa Ya and the children and smiled knowingly, "Serizawa Jun is really a person who can't behave like a person."
"He is a passionate person."
"Can feel it."
"It's so passionate that it's a bit unsociable." Xin Jianjin was in a bad mood.
Zuocun did not respond, and he saw that Shin Jianjin seemed to want to say something to him.
"In Shinto No Thought, Serizawa has a good personality and is very enthusiastic. Apart from being a little scary, he has almost no shortcomings." Shinmiki said with his head down, "I am in the gym, Serizawa-kun forcibly wanted to be friends with me."
"I'm very grateful to him. If it weren't for him, I would have no friend."
"But... Serizawa has a problem."
"He is impulsive and prone to impatient."
"While having such traits, he is very motivated and motivated."
"With such a personality, what is created is..."
Zuocun sighed: "Ah...I can imagine that picture."
Shinjianjin sighed too.
Shaking his head, he continued, "He left the Gymnasium of Shinto Wunianru, he was my only friend, so I left with him, we became ronin, wandering around Edo and Kyoto, looking for something to do."
"Mr. Serizawa guided me to find my own path, but I haven't found it yet?" Zuocun looked at the generous back and the playful children.
"I hope you... can find your own path."
"Thank you." Xin Jianjin nodded with a smile, "Actually, I always feel that human life is only once, so we should look for something that I think is interesting from the bottom of our hearts and something that I think is worth doing, otherwise we will die with our eyes."
"Seizawa thinks the same as mine."
"This is what is called like-minded friends." Zuocun patted Shinmiki's thick arms, and smiled with teeth, "I really envy you."
"Do you have any plans for Zuocunjun in the future? Where will you go next?"
"Satsushima? Nagashu? Tosashi?" Zuomura said in a uncertain tone, but his face was filled with a smile, "Who knows where my destination is? I just need to walk and look until I know what I should do."
He kept rubbing his own knife with the corner of his clothes.
Even ordinary knives must be cherished.
Shinjianjin noticed Zuocun's knife.
It looks quite new, but curls have appeared in some places.
"Is it extremely strong but there is only such an ordinary sword?" Xin Jianjin sighed a little.
Anno Zuomura's strength is enough to rank among the top ten of the samurai he has ever seen, but even such a powerful samurai only has an ordinary knife.
"My fuse is pretty good, but if you want to hit the knife, you basically bought it at the Kyoto Kyoto knife shop." Zuomura didn't care, just quietly wiped the knife.
"The sword is the life of a samurai." Serizawa Ya turned around and said seriously. The children had already run away with paintings and played with them, and he also walked back.
"Excellent samurai must have excellent swords to match." Serizawa Ya pulled out his own sword.
The knife flashed with cold light, and there was no problem with curling blades.
"If Zuocunjun wants a good knife, I can recommend it, but that person has a bad relationship with me, and it is a lot of money to ask him to forge a knife."
"But it's okay." Zuocun smiled.
"Good, I won't hide it from you!" Serizawa laughed twice, "Go to Ou Nai, a strange man is staying there now."
"The direct third generation of Mizuko Masahisa!"
The name Serizawa Ya made Annuo Zuomura feel a little lost.
"Shui Xinzi... Zhengxiu?"
Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu is not a person’s name, but a title.
The first generation of Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu was an unquestionable wonderful person.
The originator of the new sword is Masahiko Mizumizu. He advocated the recovery of the ancient sword forging method and carried forward the Japanese sword forging method of the Kamakura era in the new era. He is a well-deserved great man.
Later, the people who inherited his sword forging skills have spread and carried this title to this day.
At this time, Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu has been passed down to the third generation.
And this successor is at the right moment.
"If you really want a knife, remember to bring it to me for a look." Serizawa pinched Zuocun's shoulder.
"Ah, Zuocun, how old are you this year?"
"Oh? I'm 16 this year." Zuocun was a little stunned. Why did the topic jump so quickly?
"It's 16, which means you can drink alcohol!" Serizawa Ya and Shinmikino looked at each other, and the light of "like a wolf or a tiger" flashed in their eyes.
"...ah?" Zuocun felt a slight scent of the air slowly rising.
"Come on, let's have a drink together!" Serizawa and Shinmiku grabbed Zuocun's arm together.
"Wait a minute, I don't want to! Alas!" Zuocun struggled in a panic.
But the bird was caught on its wings.
"You don't want a hammer! Men should drink and leave quickly!"
Chapter completed!