Two-dimensional Wanderer

"Wow!" The paper door was pulled open, and you could see the people behind with their swords unsheathed, embarrassed expressions on their faces, and they were a little overwhelmed.

The blonde girl, Director Okita walked in with a frosty face.

As for the only woman in the Shinsengumi group, she was not so much cared for at a young age as she was 'loved' by everyone.In the eyes of everyone, she is like a younger sister, someone who needs to be accommodated and protected, even if she is a famous swordsman genius in the world, she is no exception.

Several people at the top knew more or less about her physical condition.

At least in her last days, no more exposure to darkness.

This is the only softness that these stupid men who only know how to dance knives and guns and kill countless people on weekdays.

The gentleness of the wolf of Mibu alone.

The murderous aura in the house disappeared without a trace with the appearance of the Chief Secretary, like the spring rain moistening the dry and cracked earth.

The Chief Secretary took Ying Luo's hand and walked out, no one dared to stop her, and no one wanted to stop her, avoid her gaze, or offer a flattering smile.

What a bunch of idiots!

The chief sighed helplessly in his heart.

She was stopped by Yingluck.

The latter looked around the crowd and said regretfully, "It's a pity that we didn't fight. There are quite a few masters here, and the Xinxuan group is really an interesting place."

What is this, provocation?

Yingluo continued: "The pro-murder faction is protected, and the reformist faction is supported. But if you think about it carefully, the only people left are the weak and weak! In the eyes of the shogunate and the reformists, who are they? Probably Just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, to be ripped off a piece of flesh when the meat-eater needs it."

"I have no big ambitions, and I can't tell who is right and who is wrong. Both factions focus on the future, and a small person like me can only focus on the present. I will protect any happiness I see, just In this way, they will probably become the common enemy of the two factions, but when I think that there will be countless masters swarming here, I think it is not bad."

"My joining the Shinsengumi will only cause you trouble... So, I have no choice but to reject Mr. Kondo's favor."

Yingluo bowed: "In Xia Yingluo, Feitian Yujianliu is just an ordinary wanderer. I hope that one day the sword will not be so heavy, and then let's learn together!"

The two girls walked out hand in hand.

"What should I do? Do I have to wait until Okita is not around?" Hijikata Suishan asked.

Isamu Kondo sighed and shook his head: "No need, let's cancel the action. If there is any news about the drawing of the sword, let her know."

"Aren't you afraid that the woman will go to the sword-drawing studio?"

"Don't worry, she won't rely on anyone. The iron cage can only hold birds, not eagles!" Kondo Isamu said, looking at the backs of the girls leaving, "Okita won't be wrong!"

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Chapter 13 Reunion

Yingluo lived with the chief secretary, and the other party seemed to have put down the work of the Shinsengumi, and seldom wore that green feather weave again.She takes care of Yingluo's diet and daily life diligently every day, like a sister.

The two did not compare swords again, because the chief secretary's cough was getting worse and worse, and although he had been treated, it did not improve.

Chrysanthemum Ichizong was placed on the knife rest in an upright manner.

"I feel like I've been raised as a pig recently." Yingluo lay on the tatami and rubbed her stomach: "It seems to have gotten fatter."

not at all.

The general manager packed up the tableware and replied without raising his head: "If you are bored, why not go to Ba Dao Zhai, the sooner you find him, the less people will be killed."

"You should know." Ying Luo rolled around and said, "He hasn't appeared for a long time. Either he left the capital or hid when he heard the wind. I was just wasting my time looking for him."

"You don't seem to be in a hurry, you are his sister, right?"

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. As long as the time comes, we will meet naturally. I can't find it now, it's just fate. Besides, he is also a boy. Although he has gone the wrong way for the time being, I don't need to worry about it. ."

"Is that so, should you say that you have confidence in him, or are you heartless?" The chief made tea and handed Yingluo a cup: "You also think what he is doing now is wrong, then Why don't you stop him?"

Yingluo took the teacup, took a sip carefully, and showed a satisfied expression: "It must be heartless."

As for the latter question, she did not answer, and the chief did not ask any further.

The two sipped tea quietly, and the room was filled with a calm and comfortable atmosphere.

This is beauty.

"Let's go to the Qiyuan Festival, I heard it's very lively."

"Okay."

Two sets of women's kimonos were neatly placed on the tatami.

Both were a little flustered.

Most of them wear men's samurai uniforms on weekdays, and no matter how bad they are, they are neutral clothes.When it comes to them, the first thing that comes to mind is the peerless swordsman, and the identity of women is always ignored.

But at this moment, gender issues are on the table.

The air was very quiet, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"When it comes to celebrations, it's normal to wear a kimono." Even if the chief secretary is superb in swordsmanship, he still has a girlish heart.Compared to the single-colored samurai uniform, the pink kimono with cherry blossoms is indeed much more beautiful.

Yingluo is the exact opposite. Although her feminine characteristics become more and more obvious as she grows older, she always insists on a straight and masculine heart.

It would be a shame to ask her to wear women's clothes to a celebration in the public eye!

"do not want!"

She refused without hesitation.

"Yes, yes, wearing a kimono is too inconvenient to move around, let's continue to wear samurai uniforms." The chief officer laughed twice, as if he was a little ashamed, his eyes were a bit reluctant, but he still took out two new sets. samurai uniform.

Yingluo is a little anxious, I don't wear it, but you can wear it!

The headmaster wearing a kimono, the headmaster of Meimei, the headmaster of the contrast is cute, this is simply a foul!

"That...that...you can wear it if you want, don't worry about me!" She quickly made amends.

"No, no need." Chief Secretary blushed a little: "Tell the swordsman Lian, that's too weak." He was about to put away the kimono.

Swordsman or something, go to hell!I want to see the boss who wears a kimono!

Yin Luo grabbed her hand and stopped her movement.

"Actually, I want to wear it too, but I'm a little embarrassed. If you wear it, I think I'll wear it too." Someone blushed too.

"This, this is it." The Chief Secretary coughed: "Then there is no way, you are still a girl after all, in order to accommodate you, I will wear it with you."

... the arrogant chief is also quite cute.

"Anyway...Thank you very much!"

Yingluo and Souji each held a kimono and walked into their room.

There was a rustling sound from behind the door, which was the fabric rubbing against each other.

The pink kimono wrapped the body of the Chief Secretary, making her look a little petite than usual. The short golden hair was a little longer, tied with a black ribbon, with a sachet hanging around her waist, and a pair of white straw shoes under her feet.

"Yingluo, are you... all right?"

"Well, I'm a little nervous."

"Yeah, right?" Me too... The Chief Secretary whispered, and then pretended to be calm and said, "Let's come out together then."

"it is good."

Whoops, the paper door was pulled open.

"Oh, so beautiful!" Sitting on the tatami, Yingluo looked at the chief in amazement, offered praise without hesitation, and clapped her hands.

She herself was dressed in a dark-colored samurai uniform, and she was so handsome that it was difficult to tell male and female.

The chief minister looked at the kimono that was thrown aside, and felt his forehead throbbing, this guy...this guy...from the beginning...

"Ying Luo!"

The girl named gave a brisk laugh and ran away.

The general manager wanted to chase, but it was too difficult to move in a kimono, and she possessed the "shrinking ground" magic skill, but she was more than enough.

She leaned against the corner to pant, her feet hurt.

A hand stretched out, and a familiar voice sounded: "Hey, beautiful girl, do you need a company?"

"Damn guy!" The chief said, grabbing the opponent's hand: "This time, don't run away."

"Well, I won't run."

On July 1864, 7, Kyoto was very lively due to the prayer garden festival. 2 extremely beautiful floats paraded on the streets, and people sang and danced, praying for the gods to eliminate disasters and bestow happiness.

But happiness has always been around, but it is easy to be ignored.

Yingluo and the Chief Secretary held hands together, as if they were holding happiness.

The two girls shuttled through the celebration, tasting delicious food, playing simple games, and laughing happily. Who would have thought that they were swordsmen with one against one hundred.

Until there was a scream full of surprises.

"Ying, Yingluo, you are Yingluo, right?" A man came over excitedly, tall and burly, and tightly grabbed her shoulders.

Chief Okita frowned and reached out to his waist, only to find that it was empty.

Yingluo was stunned for a moment, looked at the other party thoughtfully, and then suddenly realized: "Shengu, you are Shengu!"

"That's right, it's me, Kamiya Koshiro!" Kamiya was full of joy. After seven years, she still remembers me!

The girl's appearance had changed a lot in seven years, and he hardly dared to recognize it, but luckily the sunshine between his brows was still there, which gave him the courage.

"I really miss you, since you left that night, I've been thinking of you!" Kamiya's words had been held in his heart for seven years, and now they burst out without hesitation.

The strength on the shoulders is getting stronger and stronger, Yingluo is a little strange to the other party's tone, but she still attributes it to the long absence of good buddies, she also smiled and responded, and stretched out her hand to compare the size of the two of them: "Haha, I I miss you too. Tsk, I’m still not as tall as you.”

The chief secretary looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt that Yingluo was silly and cute at times, and then looked at Kamiya with a hint of sympathy.

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Chapter 14 Conventions

"Husband, who is this girl?" The scene of the long-awaited reunion was interrupted by a soft call. A woman walked out from behind Shengu. She was not beautiful, but was very dignified and gentle. Satisfied and proud, he was holding a two- or three-year-old child in his arms.

Kamiya's expression became very exciting, revealing a trace of struggle, and finally let go of Yingluo, took the woman's hand and introduced: "This is Miss Yingluo, my childhood friend, and a swordsman genius, the two of us. I haven't seen each other for many years, and I can't believe that I will meet again here today."

"Miss Yingluo, hello." The woman saluted respectfully.

"Ah, so are you." Yingluo hurriedly returned the salute, and then touched Shengu with her elbow, and said with an envious expression: "You can, to marry such a beautiful woman, is that the betrothal object you said at the time?"

Kamiya nodded.