[Touken Ranbu] Things That Happen in the Honmaru

A little friendship Warm memories Every blade Everything in the citadel All hold the most important meaning -- Together with you Passing through those long years Gathering those happy memories Right here, together Making memories that will one day fade Even the blade fittings have a will of their own They shield the one who wears them Taking up a little matchlock and focusing all their strength into a single shot-- The shell around them cracks May you be safe and sound. That is my mission -- I want to help forge what you want, too The swordsmith said But most of these things come down to luck The only difference is whether they show up or not -- If you don't have anything to do Why not try the training grounds? A fox with divine markings on its face Offered a little advice Most of the daily tasks were done. All that remained was finding the time Inside the citadel, the Saniwa picked up pen and paper, the scent of ink lingering about them They dipped the pen in a little ink and filled in the report Their once beautiful hands were already swollen beyond recognition There were faint bruises beneath their eyes, too On the desk lay The report on Osaka Castle And the figures of the sword warriors [Why don't you rest for a while this time? You've worked too hard.] The light-blue-haired man stood nearby, his voice full of concern [No.] [After all, I promised you all] [I'd bring them back!] They rejected his words, their fingers already stiff