[Comprehensive] The god judge voluntarily was hidden by the gods

Clouds swirled in the blue sky, and the sun shone down on the city.

The slender river passes through the city, and occasionally boats float by.The willow branches on the bank sway in the wind, and the streets are bustling with people.The scenery is reflected in the river water, the breeze blows, sparkling.

From the street separated by a wall, there were voices of hawkers and children laughing, as well as the intermittent chants of the shamisen.

"Ah," a gentle female voice sounded, "you're awake."

Daigo Kyoya sat on the tatami mat, staring at the hands on the quilt with distracted eyes, and had maintained this posture for a long time.

Everything in front of him seemed extremely familiar, yet terribly strange.

"Morning," he turned his head, waking up like a dream, "Qianyazi."

Chiyako is a very cute girl, wearing pink cherry blossoms with small furisodes, and a bright red lantern hakama dotted with sparse butterflies.

"You still remember me," Chiyako blushed slightly, "I thought you wouldn't recognize me."

"Because Chiyako is exactly the same as when she was a child."

Daigo Kyoya said this kind of words that are usually used to reminisce about the past, but her attitude was as cold as ice, which immediately dispelled Chiyako's thoughts.

"Mr. Daigo..."

Daigo Kyoya stood up, and the blanket slid off her body.He walked out of the room and went to the courtyard subconsciously. The pond in the courtyard was covered with white pinellia.

——Why is it white?

This thought crossed my mind for a moment, and then was thrown away.

The pure white jade leaves sway in the wind.

"Here... where is it?"

He felt as if something was wrong, and it seemed that nothing was wrong.

"Here? This is the Pinellia Health Center," Chiyako tilted her head, "I was also taken aback when Mr. Okita sent you here yesterday."

"I didn't expect you to drink so much alcohol that you were completely unconscious."

"..."

"Is it because of returning from overseas?"

"……Um."

Pinellia Health Hall is a photo studio.This photo studio has a big and bulky stereo camera, which has left many black and white photos for more than ten years.

In the first photos there were many ronin, and then there were foreigners.Then, women in kimonos appear, with light or heavy make-up on their faces.In recent years, the proportion of soldiers and female students has been increasing.

Times are changing.

Daigo Kyoya flipped through the album, and a yellowed photo fell out of the album.The time in the Western calendar is written on the back of the photo, indicating that this photo was taken ten years ago.

He picked up the photo, turned it to the front, and saw the self on the top, the self that hadn't changed for ten years, and the young man with a warm smile next to him.

Chief Okita.

"Guess who I am?"

A pair of hands covered Daigo Kyoya's eyes from behind.The warm body was pressed against his back, and there was a fragrance of grass and trees spreading in his nose.

"...General Manager."

"bingo!"

The young man with a high ponytail stood on tiptoe, put his head on his shoulder, and looked at the photo together: "Oh, you found it!"

Daigo Kyoya didn't speak, he was completely empty and didn't want to speak.

"I remember, there are still several photos in this batch," Souji Okita hung on his body, reached out to flip through the photo album, wrapped his arms around Daigo Kyoya, as if holding him in his arms, "Mr. Kondo, Mr. Hijikata , Mr. Yamazaki...ah, and Hajime."

He took out a photo of Saitoichi from it and showed it to the examiner: "Haha, Hajime at that time was so young!"

Daigo Kyoya still didn't speak, and didn't move her eyebrows.

"Because of the war, Hajime was promoted some time ago." Mr. Okita poked his face with his finger, "His family is having a party. How about it, do you want to join in the fun?"

Daigo Kyoya nodded.

Due to the change of history, the Shinsengumi has become a great hero of the new government, and the surviving soldiers have obtained high positions one after another—compared with the shogunate period.If Isamu Kondo and Toshizo Hijikata were still alive, they might be able to join the cabinet now.Among all the people, the one who developed the most smoothly was Saito Kazu, who became the Chief Superintendent of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.By the way, historically, he participated in the Southwest War at this time, and his position was supplemented by the police department, which was as much as four levels behind the chief of police.

The reason why his development is so smooth is not only his own talent, but also thanks to the wife he married after the Restoration, Gao Muzhen.Takagi Sada later changed her name to Takagi Tokio, and was the Yubi (confidential secretary) of Teruhime, the righteous sister of the former Aizu feudal lord Matsudaira Yunho, who was born in the former Aizubo superior samurai family.The combination of the two belongs to marrying low and marrying high: the samurai ranks of the former Aijinbo were divided into eleven ranks, the Takagi family was the first rank, and the Shinsengumi was the last rank when it was first established.Although Gao Muzhen is an old girl, if the war hadn't broken the barrier, it would be impossible for Saitoichi to marry such a good wife before the restoration...

"Hey, hey." Compared with the two of them, Saitoichi looked a lot more mature than ten years ago, or a lot older, "Director, are you here to congratulate or to mess things up?"

"Why, aren't you welcome?" Director Okita patted him on the shoulder, "Aren't you happy to see Kyomi?"

Saitoichi said sincerely: "I just think he will be a big, troublesome one."

"Honey, it's rude of you to say that," Takagi Tokio covered his mouth and chuckled, "The descendant of the Daigo clan, the master of the mirage, how can you describe it as trouble."

Facts have proved that Daigo Kyoya is indeed a big trouble.

Everyone was secretly watching him and whispering to each other.Daigo Kyoya, the intelligence organization and the founder of the violent group Mirage, has an extremely broad vision and extraordinary action power, and once promoted the occurrence of the Matsudaira Restoration.He was born in the Daigo family, one of the nine Tsinghua families in the former Sendai Domain.

It is true that he does not seek fame and wealth. After the establishment of the Xixiang Nationalist Government, Mirage was disbanded directly, and he and the main cadres in it disappeared directly, without any sense of grabbing high positions.Ryoma Sakamoto became an agent hired by the Ministry of Commerce, and went to various parts of the world to do business with the Sea Aid Team, but he hadn't heard from him for ten years.

Until this seemingly ordinary promotion celebration party.

"Isn't this Mr. Daigo!" When the first person plucked up the courage to speak, some guys who didn't know him all gathered together, "I haven't seen you for ten years, but I still look good!"

"Excuse me, what are your plans when you come back this time?"

"Any plans to rebuild the mirage?"

"Let's consider serving in the new government!"

Either sincerely or politely, he has accepted many invitations, and there are many good opportunities.However, Daigo Kyoya acted indifferently like a frozen block of ice.

He wasn't like this ten years ago.Ten years ago, even if he was in a bad mood, he wouldn't be so perfunctory.He can always use his words to make people feel like a spring breeze, ignoring his slightly stiff expression.

However, right now, when other people look at me and say something, they don't seem cold.

"Oh, this time we just came to see our old friends," Okita Souji said in time, "Everyone, don't put the cart before the horse."

"The protagonist of the party should be Kazu Saito, who was promoted to police inspector at a young age."

Now that Mr. Okita spoke, they retreated one after another as if they had been ordered.These people began to socialize with each other again, socializing with each other, and in an instant, they were happy.

The only one who didn't fit in was Daigo Kyoya.

"Let's go back?" Director Okita proposed, "Since people have seen it and seen it, the gift has also been delivered?"

Daigo Kyoya nodded.

too weird.

Familiar scenery, familiar people.

Suddenly it became so strange.

In a daze, he was led by Mr. Okita and walked on the street.

Souji Okita seems to be very famous in this area. Everyone likes him very much and greets him one after another.After a while, the children rushed up, trying to empty his pockets for gold flat candy.

"Who is this big brother?"

"It looks fierce."

"Why are you holding hands?"

Daigo Kyoya's fingers twitched, and then Okita Souji squeezed his palm, and he gave up struggling.

There's nothing wrong with that, right?

"Daigo Kyoya?!"

A shocked voice sounded.

When they turned their heads, they saw a small young man with red hair and a cross scar on his face.He embraced vegetables and fruits, obviously just returned from shopping in the vegetable market.

"Feicun... Jianxin?"

……

"Ah, Seimei, this era is very interesting," Yuan Boya walked on the street, looking left and right, "Samurai, policemen and female students are everywhere."

"It's very interesting." Abe Seimei tapped his palm with a painted fan, "After Kyoya completely abolished the Emperor and the Tokugawa shogunate, the direction of the country was similar to that in history—the economy developed rapidly, swords were replaced by guns, and the gentry survived. Officials are corrupt and rebellions continue."

"Hey..." Yuan Boya scratched his head, "You didn't say that, I really didn't notice..."

"Of course, it is undeniable that there is a better side to this era," Abe Seimei pointed to the swordsmith in the iron shop. "At least, there is no ban on swords, and the craftsmanship of sword forging will not be lost."

"More than that?"

"of course."

While the country is developing rapidly, the trend of money worship and anarchism has swept the whole society.The rapid changes make them full of anxiety about the future, whether it is for the country or for individuals.People live in a corrupt and flashy appearance, suppressing fear and worry, and have no choice but to enjoy themselves in time.

Like a cherry blossom that blooms and loses.

"It's no wonder that the chief executive has problems," Abe Seimei covered his chin with a painting fan, "after all, it is such a bright and lively era, with class changes and impetuous contradictions."