Hua Yan wasn't a lesbian, nor was she a slut. She had no interest in taking liberties with girls.
But she was a beautiful rose, so beautiful that there weren't many colors in the world that could take away her elegance. Any color in the mortal world would become as dull as water in front of her.
This rose that had lived for three hundred years only had one wish — she wanted to find a beauty that was worthy of her, to become the most gorgeous color in her hair bun.
But there were millions of beauties in the world. Pure and beautiful beauties weren't suited for roses, and seductive beauties couldn't overpower her color. How difficult was it to find the most suitable rose?
Because of this, Hua Yan wanted to become a commander. If there wasn't such a stunning beauty among humans, then what about a non-human existence? There had to be such a beauty that didn't belong to the mortal world, right?
Hua Yan had always felt that beauty was in the bones, not in the skin. She herself was a stunning beauty, so someone who could match a rose like her would definitely be a beauty that could break a person's heart with just a slight smile.
Then she saw it.
The cherry-haired Funerary Deities who stepped through the light was thin and thin. Compared to the man beside her who was as beautiful as the moon, he was much inferior, but he had his own elegance. He almost immediately stole Hua Yan's attention.
He wasn't perfect. He was too thin, too frail. But the moment he raised his eyes to look at her, that pair of strange eyes that carried a faint hint of despair revealed the sad beauty and splendor of a dying butterfly fluttering its wings.
This kind of sad and desperate beauty made Hua Yan think of her own rose that was so red that it was turning black.
How could those beauties who only had the appearance and no inner essence compare to the blurriness and distance that settled in the eyes of the person in front of her?
Time was engraved in his soul. It was like wine and poetry, rich and mellow like strong wine, but under the light of the sky, it turned into a slightly tipsy sunset.
So beautiful.
— Fuck, for such a beauty, he wouldn't hesitate to go out of the refrigerator and washing machine!
With a smile, Hua Yan handed over her roses. If she did this in the clan, she would probably be covered in thorny vines and be scolded for being a hooligan. However, if she didn't say it now, how would this little sister know? → _ →
Therefore, it wasn't that she didn't like the beauties in the clan, but that she didn't dare to give them roses even if she did.
After all, everyone knew what a flower was.
# Impossible! What era was it now? Still so calculative! #
# The first time they met, he took out his big treasure! #
# Xiaojiejie! Would you like to go on a date or not? Do you want to go out or not?
Hua Yan was confident that the other party would not reject her. Since ancient times, no woman had ever been able to resist the charm of roses.
The bright red rose was a symbol of love. Even those women who preferred plain clothes couldn't deny the beauty of roses when they first saw them.
The flower, which seemed to have absorbed flesh and blood and bloomed from the heart, had such a dangerous and charming beauty.
Then, Hua Yan saw the lips of the beauty she admired curl up into a faint smile. That despair seemed to be no longer suppressed, and it hit her in the face, almost suffocating Hua Yan.
He reached out his hand and gently picked up the rose in her palm. With a sigh, he whispered, "You are indeed the same as my former master."
"You also want me to serve by your side, get the bird in the cage, and get … the world?"
The beauty who spoke for the first time said a very impressive line.
Hua Yan: "…"
Mitsuki Munechika: "… Hahaha!"
Hua Yan's imagination and emotions immediately vanished. She squinted at Zong San Zuo's words and thought that she might have made a mistake in her judgment.
The person in front of her might not be a beauty "with the beauty of time."
She was a Mary Sue chuunibyou.
How could this be fixed? Besides being a rose, Hua Yan was also an otaku! Now, as long as one was in the 2D world, who didn't know that otaku studs were very lewd, but when Mary Sue came, they were the ones who really didn't care about their lives!
Love the beauty and not the country, having me is equivalent to having the world, and being fought over by all the warlords! She was definitely a Mary Sue!
That distant temperament that seemed to have settled down over the years was probably a character that the chuunibyou people made up for themselves, thinking that they were really a sad beauty!
Haha! I can't afford to offend a group of chuunibyou people!
Hua Yan's expression became serious, and she immediately brushed away the mess in her mind. She said clearly, "Big sister, you must be joking. I'm just an innocent little girl who was passing by to buy flowers. Please, please, please."
After that, Hua Yan turned around and ran away as fast as she could … Huh? She didn't run away?
Hua Yan silently lowered her head and looked at her feet that were hanging in the air. She silently turned her head to look at a 1.8m tall handsome man who was holding her by the collar and smiling like the moon. She silently spat out a string of ellipses: "…"
Mitsuki Munechika relied on his 1.8m tall height to pull the 1.5m tall dwarf and said with a smile: "Where is Milord going? Or is it that you're not satisfied with me and His Highness Theta Sagittarii? Why don't you choose carefully? "
Milord, Theta Sagittarii, Honmaru — —
Hua Yan's mind was blank, and her eyes silently died.
In order to pass the Admiral's examination, Hua Yan had crammed all the information and history of the battleship girls, but she didn't know much about the "sword and saber men." It was limited to the extent that she had only heard of them but never seen them.
However, the so-called "battleship girls" were all beautiful girls who were transformed from battleships. The so-called "sword and saber men" … were naturally all handsome men who were transformed from sabers and sabers.
In other words, the "little sister" she just gave the roses to was actually … a man.
Hua Yan was petrified in the hands of Mitsuki Munechika and was carried back to Honmaru by the two Funerary Deities.
As soon as the 1.5m tall little girl landed, she was surrounded by a group of small daggers, and the dwarf God Inquisitor was immediately drowned in the sea of daggers, and disappeared without a trace.
# Pathetic shorty. #
Hua Yan was already a three-hundred-year-old rose, but she was still an underage child in the clan. She was only fourteen or fifteen years old when she transformed into a human form. She was short, petite, and delicate.
Not to mention the tachi and the odachi, even some of the daggers, such as the tachi, Zhong Zhenzong, Shinano, and Toshiro, were a little taller than the God Inquisitor.
This was really … too sad for the rose.
Hua Yan's heart almost collapsed. She wasn't young anymore, and had been in the 2D world for many years. Naturally, her inner age was also experienced, but this group of Funerary Deities in front of her actually treated her as a pure and flawless little fairy.
Pei! What do they mean by "Let's go eat cream pastries together", "Let's play hide and seek together", and "Master, do you want to raise me up high (fog)"!
This baby's king can also be a diamond! (Choking neck and shouting. jpg)
However, Hua Yan's appearance was too deceiving. Even if she stared at people, she was still so cute that people just wanted to hold her in their hands and love her. She didn't have any deterrence as a monarch.
In the end, it was the loyal dog tribe … oh no, it was Mr. Hasegawa who rescued the dwarf from the "sea of bitterness" filled with shota.
Hua Yan looked up at the man in front of her who was dressed in a priest's attire. Although his facial features were evil and unruly, he still had a serious expression. Seeing him bow, she said, "I am Hasegawa. If the monarch has an order, I will do it even if I have to die a thousand times."
"There's no need to be so polite." Hua Yan couldn't help but rub her nose. As a rose born in the West, she had a certain amount of reverence for the profession of a priest, "How should I address you?"
"I don't deserve your honorific, master!" Hasegawa looked a little terrified as he carefully said, "If it's possible, you can call me … Hasegawa. After all, the name Hasegawa comes from the rude behavior of my previous master."
Hua Yan: "…" DogLeading, who is your previous master?!
Hua Yan had a thousand curses in her heart, but at this moment, she could only pretend to be calm and smile, "Alright, Hasegawa kun. All of you are my grandfather's subordinates, so you are my elders. There's really no need to be like this. I'm not used to it."
Holy shit, ahhh, this kind of Mary Sue deja vu!!! The person in front of me looks like a loyal dog. Aiya, can't you let me be a quiet and beautiful girl!!!
I'm ballballballballballballballballballballballballballballbally! Can you please take care of the sense of shame of a 300-year-old old man like me?
Of course, Hua Yan's inner thoughts weren't received by Hasegawa. Hasegawa, who was a loyal dog, only felt that his master was too gentle, cute, kind, and approachable. He was simply too adorable!
"Yes, Your Highness!" Hasegawa was full of expectations for the future. "Please allow me to introduce Honmaru's facilities to you."
Hua Yan thought to herself that this kind of Japanese-style house didn't have much to look at. Anyway, as long as there was electricity and WiFi, anywhere was a home for her. Thus, she smiled "shyly" and said, "There's no rush. There's no harm in slowly understanding it in the future. Everyone here is an elder, and before I took office, my family asked me to bring a lot of greeting gifts. Can I trouble Hasegawa -kun to introduce you to me, so I can recognize your faces? "
Hasegawa was instantly moved. Ah, a master who cared so much about Funerary Deities, his future was simply full of light.
The chicken and the duck were facing each other on the ground, grinning. Hua Yan's rose almost wilted.
After Hua Yan moved her luggage into the room, she tidied up the house with Hasegawa's help. She had a conflicted expression as she changed out of her military uniform, which she originally planned to wear when she took office. When in Rome, do as the Romans do, she changed into a red and white samurai costume.
It can only be said that people with good looks looked good wearing anything, although Hua Yan always felt that her style was incompatible with this place.
Why did a European rose like her come to this Japanese-style Honmaru that emphasized the beauty of simple and exquisite! Damn!
Sister Sakura was obviously more suitable for this kind of place, okay!
When Hua Yan arrived at the Dōgō, Hasegawa, who had a high mobility value, had already gathered all the Funerary Deities in the Honmaru ahead of time. They stopped what they were doing and came to recognize the new master's face.
Hua Yan opened the Dōgō's flower and bird paper door, and saw beautiful men sitting upright and kneeling on the ground. Each of them had a Japanese sword in front of them.
Hua Yan's whole person was not good.
Although the little girl's style was not very elegant, her black hair was soft and beautiful, and her facial features were deep and gorgeous. At this time, she changed into a simple samurai costume and stood there. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was as delicate as a flower and tender willow.
Facing such a sweet and lovely beautiful girl who was "timid and afraid to come forward", the swords in the Honmaru all showed a "kind" smile.
Hasegawa stepped forward and respectfully said: "Master, this Honmaru has a total of 79 swords, and all of them are here. Master, please appreciate them one by one."
After that, Hasegawa took the sword from his waist and held it with both hands to the girl:
"This one is Hasegawa, and the name of the swordsman who made me is Hasegawa Kunishige. Because Oda Nobunaga had a disagreement with the owner of the tea hall, he used my sword to cut the food container shed and the monk together, so I have the current name."
"Whether it is to kill the retainers or to burn the temple, please give me your orders, Master!"
Hua Yan took the "Hasegawa" with a dumbfounded expression. She looked at the sword, looked at the person, looked at the sword, and looked at the person.
Then, her gaze drifted, and she discovered that the densely packed handsome men in the Book Pill were actually holding a knife in a serious manner to let her 'recognize' their faces.
Hua Yan: "…"
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