[Hakuouki] Nine out of ten

There is a lot of logic in this chapter orz. Facts have proved that the type of music you choose to listen to when writing an article is very important...

For example, the host, I chose a song that is extremely curative [to] heal [Yu] and then gave birth to such a strange chapter ==

☆、Ch.3 The Crane That Doesn't Dance >>part2<

-midnight-

In his sleep, he was awakened by the noise of people, and the chaotic figures outside the house were projected on the tatami beside him through the paper door, making him a little dazed.

Looking up, the eaves not far away can be vaguely seen through the gap between the two paper doors.A reddish scene was projected on the retina, blurred and unrecognizable, as if something was burning.

When I first woke up, my chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear, and my first reaction was—the house was on fire.

However, when the paper door was opened, the expected heat wave did not hit, and everything in the courtyard remained as usual.Saito frowned subconsciously, and stopped a team member who hurried past his house to ask the reason. The answer he got was that the Ximu Mansion next to the village had caught fire for unknown reasons. to their quarters.

"Hurry up and put out the fire, captain." The team member ran towards the well with a bucket in his hands.

-Outside the station-

A lot of awakened people gathered outside the Ximu mansion, they formed a semicircle and stood in a place where the fire could not touch, discussing and panicking.However, when the Shinsengumi arrived, the panic in their eyes was even better than seeing the fire.

Saito struggled through the crowds of people, and saw Toshizo Hijikata who was standing in front of the fire scene with his arms folded and his head bowed in thought.

"Vice Chief, what's the situation?"

The tall man with long black hair turned his head when he heard the sound, looked at Saito with deep purple eyes, and said in a very heavy tone: "The soldiers have been sent to fetch water to put out the fire."

"Tch, I don't know who did it." Tu Fang furrowed his long eyebrows tightly, the fire light reflected on his face, the bright red in front of his eyes stimulated the optic nerve as if he was being burned by flames.The flames leaped up to the doorpost, ablated the wooden beams at the top, and the courtyard of the Ximu Mansion was licked into a sea of ​​flames. The crackling sound accompanied by sparks shot out, and every time they were caught in the ear and hit the eardrum, but No one dared to enter the mansion to see if there were any survivors.

— as if provocative.

——seeing the disaster happen but being powerless.

——This feeling is terrible.

"pat-"

The wooden beams collapsed under the weight of the flames, and the whole mansion looked crumbling, and it was uncertain when it would collapse into ruins.

"Wow—"

The team members who went to fetch water arrived one after another, and poured buckets of water into the fire scene. Although it was not effective in extinguishing the fire, it more or less reduced the intensity of the fire.Smoke rose from where the fire had been extinguished, revealing the scorched wood underneath.

Saito pulled out his saber, and said in a sharp voice, "Third Fans followed me in." Then he pulled the scarf to barely cover his mouth and nose, and walked into Ximu Mansion without looking back.

After entering the hall, I found that the corpses in the hall were piled up in disorder. The throats of these people were neatly cut, and the dried blood was mixed with ashes on the ground, which was almost invisible.There was a smoky smell of burnt corpses in the house.

Clenching the handle of the knife tightly in his hand, a drop of sweat slid down his cheek and dripped into the ruins.

Killing and arson are cruel methods.

Just as he was thinking about whether the murderer would still stay in the hall, someone at his feet suddenly reached out and grabbed his ankle.

Looking back in surprise, she saw a familiar face——a maid named Asahi.

How did she appear here?Then the girl she followed that day...

"She's not in the mansion..." The woman's face was blackened by the smoke, and two lines of tears overflowed her face.Asaka could only lift her head up by leaning on her arms while lying on the ground. There were countless knife marks on her body, and her neat kimono was already in tatters and soaked in blood.Her pupils trembled with great fear, but her eyes were still fixed on Saito stubbornly.As if exerting the last strength in his body, he spit out the broken words in a hoarse voice, "Miss Yuma is still alive, please ask you more in the future..."

——What kind of person would place trust in a stranger who only met once.

Saito bent down to check her breath, only to find that she had died.

-at dawn-

No matter how dull people are, they will realize that this is a long-planned extermination.

There were 150 people in the Ximu Mansion, one of the 150 people died, and the whereabouts of the other one is still unknown.She is probably the eldest daughter of the Ximu family.

The fire had been extinguished before dawn, so the fire did not harm other houses.

After the catastrophe, only ruins remained of the Ximu family. The most prosperous clan in the Aizu Domain was eradicated so easily, which makes people feel sad.

The team members of the Xinxuan team used wooden boards to transport the charred corpses out of the house one by one, and found a place to bury them, and then they were responsible for the aftermath of the ruins.

This change has had a considerable impact on the masses, and the people are more panicked than before. Some people even suspect that this is because the Ximu family offended the Shinsengumi and was massacred by the Shinsengumi—after all, Ximu There is only one wall between the mansion of the family and the village of the Xinxuan Group.

The sky began to turn white, forming a gradient from dark blue to light gray from top to bottom, and the street lights dimmed.Tomorrow came as scheduled, but no one thought that it would be ushered in this way.Daytime is more tormenting than night, what kind of world is it like after dawn.

However, no one noticed that there was a girl sitting on the eaves of a building behind two rows of low houses, quietly staring in their direction.She was dressed in a plain kimono, and if you looked carefully, you could see the gold border outline, and the tassel with the word "Ximu" engraved on it hung from the handle of the sword tied around her waist.

The black-haired girl still had no expression on her face, then stood up coldly and jumped off the eaves.

——The horizon in the distance broke through the limit and suddenly became brighter, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning rose from the ground to announce to the world.

The moisture accumulated in the air before dawn was driven away, and the sunlight faded the uniform grayness of the world and dyed it with brighter colors.

Saito was wearing a white scarf, he put his hands in the wide sleeves of the kimono, and leaned against the door frame of the gate of the village with his eyes closed, as if thinking about something.

Standing in front of him was a short-haired man in a grass-green kimono, with long, thin braids hanging down his back.

"Yamazaki, have you ever heard of a girl named Ximu Mima in the house next door?"

The author has something to say: #My style is simple and rough, so there are not many transitions between plots and plots. I like to go straight to the point.If you look uncomfortable, you can mention it to me...

#Previously the Chinese teacher taught that "The description of the bad weather here in the article is to set off the protagonist's sad/sorrowful/desperate mood BALABALA..."

But I just like to describe the environment when the protagonist is in a bad mood, and write the weather and background very beautifully! !I am happy that no one can control it! !

☆、Ch.4 Acacia buckle >>part1<

-Third person perspective-

When Asahi was 12 years old, she met the eldest daughter of Ximu's family.At that time, Asaka was not called Asaka, but Inagaki Yushi.As the name suggests, she was born in the season when flowers bloom when it rains.

To put it simply, she was brought back from the street by Ximu Oma.

At that time, Inagaki Yushi was an orphan, and his parents died of the plague.She was squatting alone at the head of the bridge, her ragged clothes could barely keep out the cold, her skin with dark red frostbite was exposed to the air, and her thin body was shivering.

Someone approached him in the cold weather, his legs stopped in front of him, his voice was cold but couldn't conceal the childishness of the voice itself.I still remember, she said, I hope you can follow me—not a questioning tone such as "Do you want to follow me", but a statement with an informative meaning that is not plain at all.

Inagaki Yushi prided herself on being strong, and the truth that poor people don't eat what they get is almost engraved in her heart from the moment she became an orphan.But she, like a ghost, agreed.Because I simply feel that it is not bad to follow such a child.

"You are called Chaoxiang in front of me."

"I'm Oma, Ximu Oma."

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Ximu Oma was only ten years old when he first entered Ximu's house when it rained, and it was the age for other children of the same age to run wildly in the street. Looking back at her own Miss Oma, apart from her childish voice and appearance Except, the rest are poignantly old-fashioned.

——What deprived her of the right to grow up like a young child.

Every time I heard a child laughing and running past the mansion, Inagaki Yushi would be fascinated by the girl who was gesticulating with a wooden knife in the yard without anyone noticing.However, apart from wiping the sweat from her sideburns with her hands a little irritably, the girl didn't respond in any other way.The sunshine at that time was just like now, purely covering her body.The young girl in the sun grows taller year after year, with short shoulder-length hair down to her waist, tied up high by a headband, revealing her fair neck skin.The speed of drawing the sword is getting faster and faster, and the strength of swinging the sword is also getting stronger year by year - what remains unchanged is the stern arc of her white kendo uniform cut into the belt obliquely.

She is in the third year of following Nishimaki Oma.A lively young master has been added to the house, and the old and well-behaved Ximu and his wife dote on him very much.The mansion, which was originally clear and cold, became full of vitality because of the arrival of this new life.As expected, the taciturn girl who was in sharp contrast to this warm and harmonious atmosphere became more independent, but no one gave her special attention.

"Hey, Asaka."

The black-haired girl was sitting on the wooden floor in the corridor, her legs were dangling freely under the steps, and the wooden knife stood up against the railing beside her.This angle happened to be facing the gate, so she had a panoramic view of the bustling streets outside the mansion.

"How do you say people can forget something that is itself very vague in memory?"

Yu Yu, who was kneeling beside the girl and was pouring tea for her with her head down, raised her head in doubt, stared at her slightly raised side face for a while, and sighed softly with unknown meaning.

"Miss, do you mean how to forget?" Yushi put down the teapot, picked up the saucer and handed it to the young lady, "Have you heard the legend about Santuchuan..."

After a while, the girl, who was silent for a few seconds, let out a faint chuckle, turned her face to look at her, and smiled helplessly with raised eyebrows.

At that moment, Yu Shi suddenly felt that the calm girl in front of him who he had served for many years actually had such a thin side that was not known to everyone, it was so thin that it made people panic.It seemed that all the tough shells she had built up over the years could be easily crushed in an instant.

Until she was about to die, Inagaki Yushi still clearly remembered what she said that day, as well as the tenderness of the girl when she smiled.

Quiet smiling eyebrows.

===

Ximu Oma has grown up to the age of first love, but the sword in his hand has been stubbornly rejecting everything that is very normal for a girl.As a maid, she naturally didn't understand what her master was avoiding, and Ximu Oma never mentioned it to her.

In the sixth year when Chaoxiang came to the mansion, a group of organized wanderers settled in the temple next door.After this group of rogues took root in the local area, they germinated, sprouted, and scattered leaves like plants after rain... Gradually, they can be seen patrolling the streets.

At the same time, there was a slight change in the young lady in her house.

In the front yard of Ximu House, there is a cherry blossom tree that is not too tall, but its branches and leaves are dense and strong.When the flowers bloom in spring, some branches can even go over the eaves of the wall and reach into the yard next door.

The plain-clothed girl sat hanging among the branches of the tree trunk, with her saber resting on her knees, looking around leisurely.Looking from this height, one can clearly see the crowds and bustling scenes on the street.

His eyes turned to the side at an angle, and what was reflected on his retina was the empty backyard of the monastery—the crimson cherry blossom petals spread all over the floor, like a colorful tapestry made of fine linen, and no one came to clean it for a few days .Occasionally, I could see someone passing by in a hurry and would not stop for a moment.

This scene lasted for three or four days, and when the sun began to slant westward on the fifth day, the girl put away her wooden knife and changed into her Taoist uniform, and sat on the cherry tree to take a nap.Inadvertently raising his eyes, he saw a different scene—the courtyard was no longer the monotonous scene of the previous few days, but replaced by a young man holding a knife handle in his left hand.The petals on the ground were carefully swept to a corner, and a short girl with a bamboo broom stood not far from the young man.

Different from her style, the blue-purple-haired young man in the courtyard is more inclined to straight thrusts.Although it is an unorthodox left-handed swordsmanship, the speed with which he draws the sword is so fast that people can't see the movement clearly. When he swings the sword, it seems that he can still hear the sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air.

It is said that the essence of its owner can be seen clearly through the sword technique, so his behavior must be as calm and swift as when holding the sword.

Every afternoon from then on, the young man would diligently wield a knife in the backyard. Sometimes it would be a chestnut-haired young man who had never met him sitting on the steps beside him, and sometimes she would look at him with a more face. But most of the time, this young man is accompanied by a little girl standing quietly with a broom sweeping the petals on the ground - plus a girl hiding behind the branches of cherry blossoms.

There was no expression on the young man's face. When he stabbed forward with a long knife on his left arm, his overly long forehead hair would hang down untimely to block his eyes on one side, adding a touch of flirtatious beauty.Sweat snaked down from the forehead, slid down to the neck, depicting the man's thin white neck line, and finally fell into the slightly open collar. The sweat beads reflected a deceptively beautiful light under the sunlight.

Oh, for a moment, she actually had the thought of "feeling that this man unexpectedly fits perfectly with the beauty of the petals in the sky".

The long-haired young man moved sideways and danced his clothes, and the slightly curly purple hair tied behind his head formed a beautiful arc.Many petals fell on his dark kimono, the deep navy blue and the immature pink and white formed a strong contrast, suddenly aroused a strange feeling in the girl's heart, which she couldn't understand, and quickly poured into the capillaries It overflowed together with the blood, gradually occupying the consciousness.

——Sakura petals fell silently along the man's flat kimono, writhing and struggling in the air.

The movement of the arm sending the knife forward was frozen for two seconds, and then the man simply stepped back and stood upright, his eyes sharp and unquestionable.

——The petals fell at the man's feet, and the moment they touched the ground, they seemed to raise fine dust.

The screen freezes——

The man inadvertently raised his eyelids and glanced at the girl's direction.

Ximu Oma met his gaze at that moment, and the girl suddenly felt as if she was being burned by his short gaze, and hurriedly moved her body back against the trunk of the big tree, hiding her outline in a blur. In the flower branch.

When he leaned out again to check the young man's reaction, the determined and steady figure no longer knew where he was holding the knife.

——Maybe she just happened to capture a picture that was less than 24/[-]th of the frame when his gaze was deflected.

——Maybe he didn't see her at all, but just wanted to take a look at the cherry blossom tree that crossed the boundary in the mansion next door.

What the hell are you doing?

The author has something to say: It means that the author is about to start school QAQ

☆、Ch.5 Acacia buckle >>part2<

It is almost impossible for a family that was not originally wealthy to rapidly flourish and develop into a prominent local family within five or six years without any tricks in it.

I have come into contact with the dark side of the world that I shouldn't be in contact with, but I still want to stay as far away from them as possible within the range I can avoid.

The word-of-mouth of Ximu's family is actually not that good.In the early years, in order to strengthen the family, several generations of patriarchs did all kinds of dirty and shameful things, and the heirs under the family became the targets of kidnapping and assassination by all parties.

In the process of Ximu Oma's growth, the dagger that she carried close to her body became the spiritual pillar that gave her the courage to live.As long as the samurai sword is still in your hand, as long as you have the courage to continue wielding it, your chances of surviving will increase by one point.

There is only so little support left, as thin as a lone leaf shivering in the autumn wind.

===

"Miss Yuma, do you like that purple-haired gentleman who temporarily lives in the temple next door?" Chaoxiang asked tentatively looking at the tall girl in the room who was wearing a black floral feather woven on her body. I thought it would cause my master to frown in displeasure.Unexpectedly, after hearing her interrogative sentence, Yuma didn't even stop the movements of his hands, and after being silent for a while, it seemed that he had finally figured out something.

"Ah, I like it." Ximu Oma smoothed the small folds on the front of the clothes, and then reached out to the back of the neck to pull out the long hair that was pressed by the collar.

The black-haired girl in front of her was so frank that Chaoxiang couldn't help being stunned for a second.

But so what.

"Then miss knows who they are." Chaoxiang stood up from the tatami and went around behind the girl to help her tie up her hair. Taking advantage of this time, she finally asked her most important question, with a worried tone in her tone.

"Mibu wolf "Shinsengumi"," facing her question, Ximu Oma looked calm and breezy for several years, his leisurely eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of Asaka's gloomy face in the mirror, and his thin lips raised his lips firmly. , "I know how many people they killed and how many houses they burned. "

The woman behind her finally put a hairpin into her bun, and the rest of her long hair was still scattered on her shoulders.The black-haired girl in the mirror has bright eyes and bright teeth, her willow eyebrows are slightly curved, but there is no smile.Her black feathers and light gold kimono are particularly neat and capable, and her cool demeanor silently exudes an indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

"Chaoxiang, accompany me to walk around the street." Ximu Oma raised the end sound rarely when he uttered the last syllable.

===

—Hey, listen carefully, what I'm going to say next will only be said once.

"Miss?" Two girls of about the same age were squeezed into the crowd, surrounded by people of all kinds, with noisy voices.Chaoxiang suddenly felt a little irritable, and the flowers trembled as if they were about to fall off when it rained on her temples.

The girl in front of her remained calm as usual, and the wooden clogs under her feet rattled rhythmically.

"Ah, here it is."

— This is the last time, so whatever.

Looking at Ximu Mima's fingers, there is an inconspicuous meatball shop in front of you - some parts of the dark blue curtain are old and faded, and the color is dark and mottled like uneven dye. plate.When I stretched out my hand to lift the curtain, I could feel the greasy touch between my fingers.

Two plates of meatballs were brought to the table, but the girl in fancy dress sitting in front of the table seemed a little at a loss, pinching the bamboo sticks on which the meatballs were strewn with, hesitating for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"Cough." Realizing that his demeanor was not steady enough at this time, Ximu Oma raised his sleeve to cover his mouth and coughed lightly, then put down the bamboo stick in his hand, "Asaka, sit down."

The woman whose name had been called sat down across from her in half-doubt, dimly feeling that there seemed to be something disharmonious about my young lady today.

——If I am going to flee, are you willing to follow me?Just like when you and I met six years ago.

——If I want to leave everything behind and start a new life, I hope you can follow me.

Chaoxiang almost didn't think about it, the words had already come to her lips and she didn't need to think twice: "Don't think too much, miss."

Not knowing what's going to happen or what decisions to make.Except for being by her side, there is nothing to support me to live these years.She has no parents or relatives, and without Ximu Oma, she is still Inagaki Rain, who might die in the cold winter that year.If you think about it carefully, it is such a simple and cruel reality.But now she has turned into Asaka and exists in a completely different way of life.

——So it doesn't matter if it's considered a ridiculous fledgling plot, or it doesn't matter if it's a dependence that has fallen to the bone.In any case don't exclude me, please take me.

Outside the shop separated by a curtain, the hustle and bustle of the market is close to the ear, and all the rhythms blend together to make the tones gradually become the same in the consciousness, one after another, like the noisy summer cicadas singing summer.The infection of the mind is like encountering a comfortable hotbed, so dull that it is difficult to function again, only the voices of the conversation between each other are still lingering in the memory.

——And the emotions at this moment are unprecedentedly real.

The girl with her ancient-style hair bun slowly moved her hand away from the bamboo stick, and walked around the plate in front of her to pick up the teacup placed aside.The pale pink lips sipped lightly on the porcelain cup, and a hidden smile appeared behind the cup, and bright light spots reflected in the soft light brown pupils.

She said, "Okay." The voice seemed to be dissipated in the warm air.

The author has something to say: naive as me ==

☆、Ch.6 Bizarre

A white porcelain decanter came into view.The fingertips of the hand holding the porcelain bottle were evenly painted with light red nail polish.Looking up, the slender hand bones are connected to the five fingers that are as thick as fat, and the bright wrists are hidden in the brightly colored sleeves, only revealing a small section of fair skin that attracts people's daydreams.

The woman's wrist turned the wine bottle in her hand to deflect the angle, and a transparent liquid rolled out from the mouth of the bottle and fell into the round cup below, with a clear and crisp sound.

As soon as Saito came back to his senses, he turned his head and found that the geisha who was drinking beside him had already poured him good wine, and knelt aside quietly watching him for some time.Nodding his head to apologize, the other party also nodded silently in response to himself.This scene made him feel a little familiar for a moment.

He raised his arm and brought the wine glass to his lips, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.When he put down the wine glass again, the woman beside him had already stood up softly, and the sound of the cloth being rubbed was so small that only he who was close at hand could hear it.woman from wide cuffs

Take out the folding fan and unfold it.

"My concubine, Feiyue, has met all the guest officials..." The woman's gentle voice poured out from her lips unhurriedly, and the rest of the text was immediately submerged in a melodious pipa tune.

The candle flames in the house were shaken by the evening wind, casting a thick shadow on the slender figure on the tatami.The thin shadow straightened the hem of his clothes, looked around the room and bowed to the surroundings, and slowly stroked his fingers on the fan bone.

The gorgeous figure is moving with the plucking string music, the five fingers clenched the handle of the fan and hangs over the top of the head, and at the same time, the body rotates on its own body with the left leg as the central axis.The slender figure of the dancer is wrapped in a colorful bright red kimono, and the golden thread with dark flowers on the fabric is reflected by the light, which seems to be stubborn in the cold wind and does not want to be easily extinguished. A lonely lamp.

The musician dialed out an obtrusive sound, and the ending trembled twice in the cold air.The woman's expression was clearly seen, the pair of peach blossom eyes under Xiliu's curved eyebrows did not focus on any one person, it seemed ruthless but embellished by the hazy smile on the corner of her lips as if looking forward.The high bridge of the nose casts a silhouette under the eyelids, and the red lips with a chuckle are like a sultry poison.

During the translation of the dance steps, the woman's slender waist was moved aside, and the long hair scattered behind her head was slightly swayed, exposing the white skin at the back of the kimono to the air like a flash in the pan. The fingertips of the left finger of the folding fan traced all the way down, tapped the shoulder to accompany the face, and raised his eyes to a certain place with a smile.

And the man still looked back at her expressionlessly.

The music in the house is lingering, and the dancers in colorful geisha costumes dance like phoenixes like young brides in red wedding gowns.

===

Everything is quiet, let's dance to a song.The woman freezes in the last dance.

Shaking her sleeves, she bowed lightly and said: "I will take my leave first, and all the sisters will do the rest." Feiyue exited the room.

"I really want to see Chizuru's geisha costume~"

"Mr. Okita!"

……

……

The paper door was closed behind him, and the light on the wooden porch was dimmed. At the same time, the hustle and bustle was also locked in the house.

The window facing outwards in the corridor was opened a slit, so that the scene on the street outside the window could be seen.The rhythm of the string music in his heart had just cooled down, and the paper door behind him was opened again.

"Miss Ximu," the young man closed the door behind him, and stood not far from the geisha with his back facing him, his voice was lowered, as if a little depressed, "Why did you appear here?"

The woman in red was stunned for a while, then she stayed where she was: "Saito-kun, why bother to expose it, I'm not trying to harm the Shinsengumi, don't you understand?" She turned her head to look at him, looking at him. Above, the interlacing of light and shadow envelops him in a quiet world.The bluish-purple forehead hair covered one eye, and the other eye reflected her outline and her unknowing panic.

"After all, today is your celebration banquet. Logically speaking, this is the only repayment I can give you." Xi Mu Mima loosened his brows and smiled again, full of kindness and desperation different from the past.

"..."

She saw the young man striding towards the window, so she moved out of her seat empathetically.Saito sat on the edge of the window sill and looked away from the window.The hand hidden in the darkness holds a thin-necked white porcelain bottle and two wine glasses.

"It's okay," he looked back at the girl in full dress against the moonlight with a little deepness, and the corners of his lips increased in a rare way, and said, "Let's have a drink with me for now."

——She didn't tell him that she was almost in love with him.

The author has something to say: There will be a period after the mountains are high ==

☆、Ch.7 Da Yin Xi Sheng

It has been a long time since the celebration banquet, and the girl felt that she was almost used to this kind of life—wiping away the helplessness in her eyes with thick make-up, and looking forward to the dawn amidst the gorgeous and cold music.

[You are right, what will happen if you like it, and what will happen if you don't like it.This is beyond my control. ]

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"Fei Yue, I have your letter." Just as she had placed the hairpin in front of the mirror, someone knocked on the window, and the person came with a pure white envelope in her hand.

While wondering who would write to him after leaving Ximu Mansion, he put down the mirror and took the envelope. The three Chinese characters "Saitoichi" came into view.The strength of the pen at the end of the name is as strong as when he holds the knife.

The hand clinging to the envelope trembled.

Dare to write a letter to her as a geisha so blatantly, isn't she afraid that others will criticize their Shinsengumi?

Unfolding the letter paper, the content is only a few lines, as if fearing that the letter will be robbed halfway, expressing the intention in a few words.Glancing at the written text in the last column, she threw the letter paper into the kerosene lamp and burned it, and stood up.

"...Then please take care of Miss Feiyue in a few days."

The woman stopped by the window and stood looking towards the other end of the street.The temple where the Shinsengumi temporarily lived was so quiet that it seemed to be completely isolated from the noisy world, but she also met him there.

I hope that his trust in himself is not in a desperate panic to protect the girl mentioned in the letter.But since this is the case, I accept your entrustment.

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Seven days later, a little girl named Yukimura Chizuru was sent to Shimabara.She first greeted Jun Ju, the oiran in the store, and then bowed cautiously to herself.Only then did she wake up like an enlightenment, and it turned out that she was not the only one who played the role of the eyes and ears of the Shinsengumi in the store.

"May I ask what is the relationship between Miss Feiyue and Mr. Saito?"

Ximu Oma didn't stop helping the girl tidy her hair, but stared at the girl with reddish cheeks in the mirror for a while, still with a puzzled look on her face.

"Uh...Because Mr. Saito has been emphasizing to me that if there is any trouble, I will ask you for help, so I thought..."

Before the girl's association could go any further, Oma stopped the conversation decisively, and with a little strength in his hand, put the girl's last shattered hair into the hair pouf, straightening her peony hairpin.Behind the budding geisha in the mirror, a woman with a somewhat indifferent air stood up and straightened the face of the girl in front of her. She compared herself to the mirror and said, "It's probably the swordsman I met in the early years."

"Hey Miss Feiyue is actually a swordsman..."

After hastily taught Xuecun Qianhe some basic etiquette, it was already the beginning of the night and the night fell.The curtain at the entrance of the Shimabara store was raised several times, and customers came and went in an endless stream.

"Thank you for coming."

I can't remember how many times it was after bowing to thank the guests, I raised my body and finally met the eyes of the man in the navy blue kimono, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at a certain guest room upstairs that was lit at this time, and signaled Saito Yi-that It wasn't long before the girl went in with a drink holder.The other party slightly curved his lips in thanks.

Then he and the man with the spear behind him were taken to the guest room by other wine girls, and he left the store door to go to the place where Xuecun Qianhe was.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened the door, she caught a glimpse of the girl who was much more immature as a geisha, pouring wine for the man next to her who was sticking to her body with an embarrassed expression.

Suddenly felt that Yuma opened the paper door, and the girl's bright eyes kept flickering towards her, as if seeing her was like seeing a savior.

A helpless smile appeared on Ximu Oma's slightly powdered face, and silently comforted the nervous young girl who looked like she was about to cry with her eyes, before bowing down and stepping on the tatami.

When the wine was in full swing, the group of rough men who looked like rogues began to frequently mention Shinsengumi in their conversations, and their words were so filthy that it was unbearable to hear.The drunken man almost fell on Qianhe's body.

If you can't bear it, you don't need to bear it anymore.

After receiving No. 18 calls for help from the girl opposite, Ximu Oma raised his hand to refill the wine for the drinker next to him for the last time, and at the same time, his eyes looking back at the past conveyed a message of consent.The girl on the opposite side was almost moved to tears.

Casually found an excuse to prevaricate, Qianhe got up and left.It didn't take long for the leading man to find out, and the room began to be restless, and the dissatisfaction of the drinkers with the Shinsengumi seemed to gradually transfer to the absent drinking girl.

"How about I present a dance for all the honored guests..." Fei Yue walked to the center of the room and smiled.

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After picking up Xuecun Qianhe outside and putting down a few entangled men, just when he was thinking that he could finally calm down for a while, when he raised his eyes, he saw a woman walking towards him step by step.Under the moonlight, the girl's expression was a little cold, but Saito suddenly remembered that whether it was her who was wearing a plain kimono when she was living in a boudoir, or she who was now wearing a luxurious dress and walking, she indeed had a superior expression on her face.

The girl stopped not far from him, and Saito saw the blush on her cheeks blown by the wind, and when she took a breath, her eyelashes trembled from the cold.

"Today's matter... Thank you, Ms. Yuma, for your help. I am very grateful." The breath was a little unstable during the speech.

Thinking that she usually only wore two layers of thin geisha clothes, Saito took off his coat and put it on for the other party.

"It's nothing, but the broken doors are to be blamed on you." Xi Mu Yuma raised his eyebrows to look at him with a charming smile, and it seemed that he really had the innocence of a young girl .

"..."

"..."

For a while, the two of them couldn't find anything to say to break the silence.

"By the way," the girl opened the skirt of her blouse and took off an object a few feet long and held it in her hand, "Please keep this thing for me." The girl held a well-made small sword in her hand, with Carved her name carefully.

"I used to carry self-defense with me, but the current situation must be inconvenient."

Taking the dagger in her hand, Saito Kazu clearly felt the pain that rubbed against his palm.