Two-dimensional Wanderer

Saito narrowed his eyes, a cigarette in his mouth, and his body was covered in smoke.

There was a bloody scene in front of him, one of Okubo Toshin's deputy was killed at home.

This is the third time this month.

Police departments are under enormous pressure.

The three deceased were all killed by cold weapons. Judging from the wounds, they should have been long swords.

The murderer is a swordsman.

And this method seems familiar.

"Interesting!" Saito spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, turned and walked out.

"Hey, Saito, what are you doing?" The police chief, who was smiling at Okubo Toshinori, immediately shouted loudly when he saw this scene.

Saito lit a cigarette again and said without looking back, "It's time to get off work, and my wife is still waiting for me to go back to eat."

"What about the case here?"

"Case?" Saito turned his head, and his eyes flashed with a wolf-like ferocity: "Shouldn't people who want to kill people be ready to be killed long ago?"

Okubo Toshinori and the police chief broke into a cold sweat.

"gone."

Saito disappeared in the doorway.

An hour later, he appeared outside Sojiro Seta's house.

Well, I first went home to eat with my wife, and then came over.

A stinky brat, of course, is not as good as his own wife.

He pushed open the door unceremoniously, and Sojiro Seta stood up in surprise and said, "Mr. Saito, why are you here?"

Saitoichi didn't answer, but glanced at the items on the table.

Bandages, medicine chests...

"You are hurt?"

"Ah, yes, I accidentally scratched my hand when I was practicing the sword just now." Sojiro exposed the back of his hand with a deep scar on it, and blood was still bubbling out.

Saito Ichi looked at Soujiro, Sojiro looked at Saito Ichi, neither of them said a word, but it seemed like a thousand words were conveyed through their eyes.

The last Mibu wolf stepped forward, Sojiro's foot moved, but he resisted and did not dodge.

The opponent did not attack, but grabbed his left arm fiercely.

Sojiro's eyebrows twitched indistinctly.

"Three of Okubo Toshitsu's subordinates have died," Saitoichi said.

"Yes, I read the newspaper." Sojiro nodded: "But what does that have to do with me."

"The one who died last night, even though he took adequate defenses, still allowed the murderer to succeed. The only gain was to wound the other party with a musket. Do you know where the murderer was injured?"

Sojiro shook his head: "I don't know."

Saito has more strength in his hands.

Sojiro didn't struggle, but looked at him with a smile.

It was so deadlocked for a few minutes.

Saitoichi smiled rarely, and then dropped an inexplicable sentence: "Good boy!"

How good?

Why is it good?

He didn't explain, but turned and walked away.

Sojiro sat down, gasping for breath, cold sweat covering his forehead instantly.

He carefully took off his coat, the gunshot wound on his left arm was dripping with blood.

"Fortunately, Mr. Saito was not found." He muttered to himself, and then began to deal with the wound.

Saito on the street looked at the blood on his hands, and snorted coldly: "It's a good wolf cub, but it's still too tender. The smell of blood on your body, even across a few streets, I can smell it clearly. Chu."

He wiped the blood on his body, lit another cigarette and held it in his mouth, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a large cloud of smoke.

"Let me see how far you can do it. Don't fall into the name of your master, heir to the Heavenly Sword!"

……

"Xiao Kaoru, I'm in a hurry today, I can't accompany you to the temple to offer incense, I'm sorry!" After Seta Sojiro finished speaking, he turned and ran.

"Hey, tell me clearly!" Xiaoxun stomped her feet angrily behind her, tears flashing in her eyes.She got up before dawn and dressed up, but the other party didn't even look at it at all, what the hell was going on! ?

"Hmph, damn Soujirou, if you don't accompany me, I'll go alone!"

Xiaoxun wiped her eyes angrily, then set off towards the temple on the mountain.

Sojiro was also in a hurry and couldn't tell, so he received the news that Okubo Toshinori would take a carriage to the office of the Taizhengguan in Shimizu Valley at noon. This was his first trip after being a shrinking turtle for a few months, and it was also an opportunity for him to wait for a long time. .

So, I'm sorry, Xiaoxun, I can only accompany you to incense next time!

He inherited not only the Heavenly Sword, but also the spirit of the Mibu Wolf.

Protecting this beautiful world is what drives him to swing his sword.

For this reason, he would rather incarnate into darkness, just to guard the light!

With Juyi in his hand, he was fearless.

He is the famous Heavenly Sword, Sojiro Seta!

……

The mountain road is not easy to walk, especially for Kaoru, who is wearing a kimono and walking on wooden sandals.

She walked deep and shallow, constantly scolding someone in her mouth.

For the sake of beauty, she gave up lightness, thinking that she would be supported by her sweetheart, but at the moment she was alone.

Tears swirled in his eyes again, but before it could drip, its owner accidentally stumbled on a dead tree in the forest.

Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, Xiaoxun closed her eyes in fear.

But the pain did not come, and a hand was wrapped around her waist.

A female voice came: "Look what I found, a lonely little girl."

Xiao Xun opened her eyes in surprise, and a beautiful woman with long hair and waist was looking at her with a smile.

Mountain demon, or spirit monster?

Why is there such an extraordinary woman in this deep mountain?

But none of this matters, what is this inexplicable intimacy, like she has known each other for a long time.

The tears in her eyes couldn't hold back anymore, Xiaoxun fell into the other's arms and burst into tears.

"Okay, it's all big girls, and it's too ugly to cry... Hey, don't put your snot on my clothes!"

Xiaoxun was amused, she smelled the familiar smell exuding from the other party, and raised her head embarrassedly.

"There is no snot."

The woman shrugged and said helplessly: "No snot, no tears. Besides, she's dressed so beautifully, and she's wearing makeup, so it's not good to cry."

Xiaoxun quickly took out a small mirror from her arms and wiped away her tears in a hurry.

"It's not all blaming that idiot for breaking an appointment for no reason, and it caused me to walk the mountain road alone."

The long-haired woman raised her eyebrows: "Your sweetheart?"

Kaoru blushed, but nodded anyway.

The long-haired woman leaned against the tree trunk, clasped her hands on her chest, and said leisurely: "Man, sometimes you have to hide some things from women. But a stubborn old man once said: 'Men want to make women happy. , we must protect the family, protect the village, and even protect the whole world'. So don't blame him, everything he does may be for you, but not necessarily."

"Well, I didn't blame him, and I knew that he might be doing important things. It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable. Am I being a little unreasonable?"

"Fool." The woman smiled: "It's unreasonable, it's the most lovely thing about women."

Xiao Xun's heart was beating fast, and her face was hot.

Inexplicably, she wanted to step forward and hug him and act coquettishly on him.

What a strange feeling.

She fanned with her hands and said embarrassedly, "It's only May, and it's already so hot."

"Really, I think it's okay." The long-haired woman said indifferently.

"By the way, I don't know what you did when you went up the mountain, did you also come to offer incense?"

"That's not true." The long-haired woman tapped the tree trunk, and several squirrels happily ran over, jumped on top of her head, and huddled together, very cute.

"I just came to see some old friends."

Xiao Xun looked at the group of squirrels, feeling inexplicably that something that belonged to her was taken away.

The long-haired woman untied the gourd from her waist, pulled off the stopper, and the aroma of the wine wafted out, making Xiaoxun involuntarily sniff.

"You also drink?"

Xiaoxun licked her lips: "Well, I understand a little bit, but my parents have never allowed me to drink. To be honest, I often steal my father's wine to drink."

"Haha!" The long-haired woman laughed and said, "It's my fault."

"Blame you?" Xiaoxun didn't understand.

But the long-haired woman did not answer, but handed over the wine gourd.

"Try my bar."

Xiaoxun wanted to refuse, but she still lost to the greedy worm in her stomach. She took it carefully, thanked her, and raised her head to take a sip.

"Ha! Really good wine!"

This bite is not small, and her face immediately flushed with red.

"Strange, it always feels a little familiar." She said dazedly: "It seems to be... the taste of childhood."