Was Mibu Wolf

As if falling into the deep sea, the silence that even subdued the heartbeat engulfed the place.

Quiet, quiet, infinitely quiet—

He almost forgot who he was and what he was going to do, and just wanted to indulge in the silence, but suddenly there was noise, there was noise in his ears, and there were people talking non-stop.

He wanted to tell the man to calm down, but his body was tied and he couldn't break free.Although I wanted to ignore the noise and continue to sleep, it was too noisy.

be quiet--

Can't speak, can't make a sound.This party almost exhausted all its strength, and finally made an extremely weak sound.

"Well……"

"Sojiro! He's awake! Hurry up and call the doctor!" The familiar voice called out joyfully, and Fang felt a pair of warm hands on his face, "Sojiro, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

Fang Fang struggled to open his eyes, and a beam of light that was not dazzling but very warm was projected into his eyes. He recognized it for a while, and the feminine face was imaged in the retina, "Sister?"

Hearing his younger brother call out his name, Okita Mitsu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing his younger brother lying weakly on the bed, he became very angry. He raised his hand and slapped him hard on the forehead, "Practice sword practice! Knowing that practicing sword is a good thing, you should also pay attention to your body." If Qing Guang hadn't come over and told me that you haven't slept for several days, I wouldn't know..."

Although this party was a little confused about the situation, he still had a way of coping with Meijin's reprimand. He suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, coughed twice, "Sister..."

"How is it? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Okita Mitsu stopped talking and asked with concern,

"I want to drink water, sister." This party pretended to be very weak on purpose, although Okita Mizu wanted to say a few more words to him, she got up helplessly and went to the kitchen to boil sweet water for him.

Seeing that his sister left anyway, Fang was finally relieved, and he began to think about the current situation.He remembered that he seemed to have made a wish to the Holy Grail...

Holy Grail!

Fang subconsciously looked at the back of his hand, there were traces of the command spell on it, but why are these hands a little small?

"Ahem." Suddenly someone cleared his throat, this side looked over vigilantly, and when he saw the boy, he immediately relaxed and showed a reassuring smile, "Qing Guang."

The black-haired boy in the most ordinary kimono was originally sitting in the corner. Hearing his words, he put his hands on the ground and slid to the side of the couch in an instant. He asked with concern, "How do you feel?"

"Nothing else, but I feel a little confused." Fang raised his head in confusion, "This is me, have I gone back to the past?"

"Ah, almost." Qing Guang said after thinking for a while, "To make a long story short, my lord came to the test guard hall three years ago and began to work as an apprentice here. You should know other things better than me."

"What about you and An Ding?" Fang looked at him and asked.

"We're here too..." Before Qing Guang finished speaking, he was interrupted by the voice of speaking. At this time, the sound insulation of the house is usually not very good, and the sound of stability can be heard far away.

"Sir, it's this way." An Ding opened the door, and a middle-aged man walked in with a hunched waist, and this side also recognized him. It's a doctor.

The doctor touched Fang's head and wrist carefully, and said to An Ding, "There should be nothing wrong, rest for a few more days, don't be too tired."

Qingguang took the initiative to stand up and sent the doctor away, leaving An Ding to get along with Fang. An Ding raised his hand and smoothed Fang's hair, "Take good care of your body."

"Knock down."

The door was pulled open, and a young man who looked immature rushed in, and asked as soon as he came in, "Sojiro? I heard you passed out in the dojo? Are you okay?"

Looking at the nervous person, this side was a little stunned, and called him, "Mr. Jin, Kondo!"

"Why are you so born suddenly." Isamu Kondo stretched out his hand and patted this side's head, showing a very reliable smile.

"Little teacher." This side changed his words a little brightly.

The test guard hall is the Kondo family's own dojo. The current owner Kondo Shusuke, also known as Yong's father, is called a teacher, but he is old, and Mr. Kondo has been teaching students these years, so everyone calls it His little teacher.

"You, don't practice so hard in the future, your sister is very worried about you." Mr. Kondo has always taken care of the youngest child in this gym, although he is a bit overbearing, he almost treats him like his own son.

"I know, I will never do it again." The old address made this party feel a little dazed, and the feeling of seeing old people again, especially young friends, was too happy, to the point of being unreal.

"I don't believe what you said. You might as well change your name to Okita Desperate Saburo. Neither I nor A Sui were so urgent when I was your age." Kondo shook his head helplessly, then turned to An Ding and said, " An Ding helped me supervise him and told him to ensure a good rest."

"Yes, Mr. Kondo." Anding immediately replied solemnly, just like the members of the Shinsengumi responding to the director.

Mr. Kondo doesn't know why, whether it is Qingguang or An Ding, every time he sees him, he respectfully calls him "Mr. Kondo".Obviously, he has always been known for his kindness and can get along well with anyone, but for these two people, Mr. Kondo has tried his best to establish a good relationship with them, but the two children are still only close to Soujiro.

Could it be that I am getting old?No, just because he's old doesn't mean he's really old!

Mr. Kondo doubted himself and couldn't help sighing.

Although he is not yet the official master of the dojo, he is in charge of almost all the affairs of the test hall. There are still a lot of things on his head outside, and his mother is still cold to him...

On weekdays, there is Soujiro to help teach the students, but now he is the only one playing in person.

Unavoidably, there was a trace of fatigue between his brows and eyes. He pressed his temples, and said to the other party with strength, "I still have to go to the dojo to watch them. Soujiro will recover soon, so come help me."

"I think I'm fine now!" Fang stood up from the bed, stretched his hands and feet, and said confidently, "I'll go and see the dojo for you, little teacher, and you can do other things."

"I disagree!"

Kondo-san was about to nod when Mizu suddenly interrupted him.Okita Mitsu, who came in with the bowl, stuffed the bowl into this party's hand, his eyebrows were erected, and he gave Mr. Kondo a look. The latter knew he was wrong, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

"You give me an honest rest. Tomorrow...no, until the day after tomorrow, you are not allowed to touch a knife!"

"Ah? Sister, that's too boring..." Holding the bowl, Fang complained aggrievedly, leaned over to Mizu, and said, "And I'm helping Mr. Kondo, otherwise, who will go to the dojo? "

"You can just hang out in the street, anyway, you are not allowed to practice swords these two days." Okita Mitsu had just finished her work, and her kimono sleeves were tied up with a belt, with a proud expression on her face, "As for the dojo, I'll go!"

"what?"

Several people present showed expressions of disbelief. Meijin's face was a little hot, and she retorted unwillingly, "Although I am not as good as my younger brother, it is enough to teach them!"

"Oh, oh, what's the matter?" Qing Guang who had been sending the doctor home finally came back, holding two strings of three-color balls in his hand, and a quarrel could be heard from all the way away.

He handed the small gift he bought on the way to this party, and asked curiously what happened, after listening to everyone's opinions, Qing Guang smiled, "It's not that simple, let An Ding and I take a look. "

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to be right next to me. I'm so stupid." Mr. Kondo slapped his thigh and immediately confirmed it. Then, regardless of other things, he solemnly leaned down slightly to the two of them, "I'll leave it to you guys." gone."

Qingguang and An Ding quickly bent down to return the salute, and Fang leaned against the window pane, watching the situation in front of him, and silently ate the three-color dumpling brought back by Qingguang.

"Sheng really!" Sister Mitsu complained to Mr. Kondo who fled in dissatisfaction.

Mr. Kondo is the adopted son of the Kondo family. His real name is Katsuta Shimazaki. Even though he is now the heir of the test guard, people who knew him still like to call him Asheng.

But misfortunes never come singly. As soon as Meijin turned her head, she saw her disobedient and unfortunate brother changing clothes. She couldn't help but feel a little headache, "Where are you going again? You can go to practice if you have a rest early."

"Anyway, you didn't let me touch the knife these two days. I went out for a stroll." Fang pulled out the belt around his waist and tied the knot again. His waist was a little empty, but he couldn't get used to it.Without waiting for Mitsu to refuse, he bypassed her and ran out, "I'll be back before night!"

"Sojiro! This kid..." Mitsu looked at him helplessly, then turned around and saw the other two people who were helping him make the bed, and squatted down quickly, "I'll do it, it's about the same age, you always spoil him he."

"Well, it's not a big deal." Qing Guang looked at the man's back through the gap in the pane, and smiled, "I'm very satisfied to be by his side."

Mitsu: "...Huh?"

"Yeah, I'm really happy now." An Ding nodded in agreement, stood up and straightened his wrinkled clothes, and said to Qingguang, "Let's go to the dojo."

Mizu: No, wait a minute...what's going on with them and my brother?

This party really started to wander the streets. Although Tama was also in Edo, it was completely different from the prosperous scene of high-rise buildings in later generations. I feel very nostalgic.

Before coming here, Fuyuki was still a snowy winter day, but now it is suddenly summer, and the willow trees by the river are lush and full of vitality.The cicadas were humming endlessly. As Fang strolled among the crowd, he suddenly felt a sense of alienation from the world.

Si Fang sat by the bridge, and the afterglow of the setting sun through the gaps in the leaves fell on his face. At this time, the pedestrians had almost dispersed, and there were almost no people on the street. It was a bit too quiet at dusk.

He really went back to the past, before everything started.

"Director?"

Suddenly someone called his name, this side turned around, the young medicine man was carrying a heavy medicine box, with a cloth scarf tied on his head, looking at him in surprise.

Fang immediately turned his head, and as expected, he saw a very familiar person, but he hesitated, "What did Mr. Tukata call me?"

"Ah, I misremembered." Mr. Hijikata touched his forehead lightly, and said with some distress, "I've been having some strange dreams recently, and I kept calling you from the chief executive, and it actually affected the reality. "

"It's okay, let's just call it that." He raised his arm to cover his face, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and took a few steps forward to grab Mr. Hijikata's sleeve, "Mr. Let's go back together..."

"I don't think I should..." Mr. Hijikata resisted a little, but followed him half-pushed.

"I don't want you to think, I want to." Fang said domineeringly, and laughed, "Mr. Kondo is also looking forward to your coming, don't think about it, let me listen to this matter."

"I see. If Auntie says anything, I'll hide from you." Mr. Hijikata also smiled, imitating his tone, "You have the final say on this matter."

"I'm not afraid of her." Fang groaned twice, and said very nonchalantly, "At worst, let Teacher Zhou Zhu take the lead."

When the summer cicadas are singing, a dusk that is more deserted than usual, we will meet again.