Auntie, I'm Really Not Sick! [Touken Ranbu]

The first sword of Honmaru No. 1017, Kashuu Kiyomitsu, would never forget the scene of his first meeting with his master

The moment the gentle, lovely girl laid eyes on him, brilliant starlight burst into her eyes. Then, just as she reached out to him

She spat out a mouthful of blood.

Kiyomitsu: ∑(??д??lll)

M-M-Master, what's wrong with you!

The girl, supported by Kiyomitsu, calmly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. “It's nothing. Don't panic~”

Then the other swords in the honmaru went through much the same unforgettable experience

“Our master's sick, isn't she...”

“Yeah, and it looks pretty serious...”

“Come to think of it, Lord Okita also spat up blood when he was sick, ”

“Ahhh, Yasusada, shut up!!!”

The girl, treated with utmost care by every sword: ...

It's fine. I've been like this for as long as I can remember. I'm used to it...

But I just have an unusual constitution. I'm really not sick!!!