Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 113 The Sanada Family

The white hoodie is paired with tight blue jeans, which is very light and casual, giving people a sense of security and soft intimacy. The white hair with light blue luster is well placed in the hat.

A little slipped down from the ear to the chest, it looked very soft, and made people feel the urge to touch it, but the indifferent and cold eyes revealed in those eyes as silent as ancient pools made people feel awkward. Stop this ridiculous idea.

The cool wind was blowing slowly, bringing his blue-purple hair tips to flutter in strands, occasionally passing by before his eyes, leaving tiny traces, and finally, fading and disappearing into the air.

The iris purple eyes narrowed slightly, completely obliterating the casual figure in it, and the smile that faded into Lily slowly faded away from the corners of his mouth, and sure enough, that child really came.

Sensing this scorching sight, Sakura stopped and turned her head, the boy's light blue figure broke into her sight instantly, he still smiled so softly, lightly, shallowly, like The lilies that bloom at night are as peaceful and quiet.

Sakura closed her eyelids, the indifference and alienation hidden in the boy's eyes still couldn't escape her excellent insight, just like the one glance two years ago, she could easily see the boy's essence.

"Hey, whose family are those girls? Why did they come to the Sanada family's sword-giving ceremony?"

"Uh, I'm not sure about this, shouldn't girls be here for this kind of ceremony?"

"Ah, who knows. Maybe the old Patriarch of the Sanada family invited him."

"Yes, and isn't that black-haired girl from the Yagyu family?"

"Huh? It seems to be, hello, that black-haired girl with glasses looks like I've seen it somewhere before."

The chattering voice made Yingyi withdraw her gaze, glanced at the people who were standing in twos and threes discussing together, her pupils shrank slightly, she didn't speak, and led a group of members with different expressions behind her. Everyone walked into the Sanada mansion under the surprised eyes.

"Pfft~ Sanada's younger sister really came."

Nioh, who walked from the corner to deal with it, had a playful arc on his mouth, curled his braid in his right hand, and said sighingly, "It seems that today is going to be fun, hey, Hiroshi, don't go say hello to your sister ?"

After the words fell, the purple-haired gentleman came out from behind Nioh Masaharu, habitually nudged his glasses with his index finger, his eyes fell on the backs of several girls, the deep streamer flashed in his eyes, and he spoke slowly in an elegant tone , "Not yet."

"Really." King Ren's tone was still as incongruous as before, but his dark green eyes narrowed slightly.

"I said, Guoyi, you old guy..."

"Homeowner."

Genemon Sanada was staring angrily at Tezuka Kuniichi in front of him, who was also his lifelong enemy, and when he was about to speak, the butler at the side suddenly walked over and whispered a few words in his ear.

He didn't know what he said, but Genemon Sanada's pupils lit up, and sharp eyes flashed in those slightly cloudy old eyes.

Tezuka Kuniichi was a little surprised. As Genemon Sanada's lifelong enemy, he could count on one hand the expression on Sanada's face. Naturally, he knew that his expression meant that something important had happened. what?

"Are you sure it's really that girl?" Genemon Sanada asked in disbelief, his words trembled slightly due to excitement.

"Yes." The butler nodded resolutely, and at the same time reminded: "Master, the head of the Xiyuan Temple family is already on his way to Kanagawa."

Hearing this, the pupils of Tezuka Kuniichi and Sanada Genichiro shrank suddenly, and the fingers holding the teacup involuntarily strengthened. Sure enough, what was supposed to come would still come.

"Well, I see." Sanada Genemon waved his hand to signal him to go down, then looked at Tezuka Kuniichi, with a touch of relief and joy in his tone, "Kuniichi, let's go, I'll take you to see That girl from my family."

"Your girl?" Kuniichi Tezuka slowly put down the teacup in his hand, with a flash of light in his eyes, he said clearly, "It's that girl Kuna."

"That's right, that kid has had a hard time these past few years, but..." Sanada Genemon stood up and walked out with Tezuka Kuniichi, "It's also because of the two years of experience that the kid I've grown a lot, but I just don't know where I've reached. By the way, have you ever heard of Edogawa?"

"Edogawa? Do you mean the Edogawa of Shikoku?"

"No, I'm talking about Tokyo..." Genemon Sanada paused, and suddenly realized that he couldn't find any adjectives to explain it, so he sighed softly, "Forget it, just look at it, That child...don't let up."

"Oh?" Tezuka Kuniichi raised his eyebrows indistinctly, and looked at Genemon Sanada who was walking beside him, "Well, from what you've said, I really want to meet that kid."

Looking at the huge building in the style of the Warring States Period, Sakuraichi couldn't help but close his eyelids. The Sanada family is indeed one of the top ten famous families in Japan.

No matter where it is, it is extremely particular, and all of them reveal the weight of history and the vicissitudes of the war era.

The chilling atmosphere is always permeated with an invisible pressure, and when it is awe-inspiring, it can't help but be a little more fearful and fearful.

However, it has to be said that practicing kendo in such a place is perfect, and it is no wonder that the Sanada family has produced a large number of masters.

"Hey, Minister, why are they staring at us all the time?" Shoko Aihara blinked her big wine-red cat eyes, looked suspiciously and curiously at the men and women who pointed at them with disdain, curled her lips, "Their gaze is so annoying."

"Well, I think so too." Mieko Arai turned her head to look around, and said somewhat uncomfortably, "Why are you looking at us?"

"Well, it's because unmarried women are not allowed to participate in the knife awarding ceremony." Yumiko Yagyu smiled gracefully and kindly, "Didn't you realize that we are the only girls under the age of 16?"

"Ale, Ale," Rina Aihara scratched at her rare hair that was combed once, "It seems to be true."

Sakura stood quietly watching her members discussing, completely ignoring the sights and pointers around her. Suddenly, she noticed that two gazes fell on herself and the others, so she turned her head, The two elderly people walking slowly around the corner jumped into view instantly.

Following Sakuraichi's line of sight, several people also spotted Genemon Sanada and Kuniichi Tezuka, not only them, but almost all the guests saw them, so they all went forward to salute.

Looking at the old man walking on the left, Kuna Fujiwara froze slightly, a complicated look flashed across his eyes, and then he recovered, and when the two of them stood in front of them, he saluted slightly and said respectfully, "Grandpa, Grandpa Tezuka."

"Well," Genemon Sanada looked at her carefully, and then said slowly, "You grow up too..."

"Oh--" Just when Genemon Sanada lamented that Fujiwara Kuna had grown up, a yin and yang voice suddenly sounded, interrupting his words, "Such an important sword-giving ceremony, the Sanada family actually let the younger generation Are girls looking down on others when they participate? Or are all the men in the family going out to practice?"

(End of this chapter)