Stable Polarized Practice

"When Captain Okita came back that day, his face was darker than the bottom of the iron pan of the bald uncle in the cafeteria, and then he carried his bazooka and tortured us for a whole week..."

Yamazaki retreated into the closet connecting the walls of the dormitory, only his buttocks were exposed, An Ding stood outside with his luggage in his arms and watched him sway back and forth. Former blue-haired colleagues.

"Ao Ze, you can be regarded as a senior now, and the dormitory has accepted a lot of newcomers in the past few months. The dormitory is still quite tight, but your bed is not occupied, and I will help you seal up the things that are easy to get dirty. "

Holding the quilt, An Ding looked curiously at his reliable roommate who threw out mattresses, pillows, team uniforms, a large basin of mouthwash cups, toothbrushes, towels, swords, care tools, and even two stacked whole The neat loincloth can't help but gradually become subtle:

"Ah, is that so, thank you Yamazaki-kun..." An Ding glanced at the two loincloths again, his tone was a bit complicated: "Did you organize all my things?"

"Yeah, everything has been tidied up and stored away." The mother-in-law Yamazaki Tei came out of the closet, nodded lovingly, and then helped tidy the bedding with a motherly brilliance, and took it over virtuously. After picking up the practice package carried by An Ding, as soon as he got it, he was puzzled by the crisp crashing sound of "cracking": "What are you here? Are you playing glass beads?"

"No, it's not, it's my broken gauntlet." An Ding was confused for a moment: "What is the glass ball?"

Yamazaki Tai: "..."

Okay, even though Aoze has been out to see the world for so long, he is still so sweet, and he doesn’t even know what a game like marbles is. Playing glass beads together with friends, Aoze probably didn't have a happy childhood.

So Yamazaki fell silent for a moment, and resolutely changed the topic: "Your armor is a bit completely damaged... If this is the case, you can send it to the forge. Miss Tiezi is also very interested in making armor recently, but Ozawa The timing of your return is a bit coincidental, as there is a large-scale escort mission that needs to be dispatched by all the staff, you should not wait to repair the gauntlets first."

An Ding was kneeling obediently at the other end to flatten the quilt. He was pinching the corners of the quilt on both sides and trying to stretch it into a regular and flat square. His fluffy blue hair swept around his neck. Hearing this, he was curious. He raised his head and asked:

"What is the escort mission?"

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"In the shogunate's warehouse spaceship that escorts the real shogun and princess, at least two guys with great skills are needed."

With a lit cigarette in his mouth, the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses slowly exhaled a smoke ring:

"The real general hides in the warehouse and follows to Kyoto. One shadow warrior sits in Edo. At the same time, two other shadow warriors disguised as generals walk out of the ship on the sea and the sedan chair carried by the porter respectively. They go north to sea to confuse the public and go west by land. It's also a feint, and it's all to distract attention from the airway, so the two of you can't board that spaceship."

"As the minions who lure the enemy to tear the prey deep, you are all my carefully selected cronies, and you will also be the way to attract the enemy's attention the most. This line of work must be born and died, but you will be sent to protect it on a safer cargo ship. The people of the general and the princess must not be a mob—”

Matsudaira Kata Lihu paused for a moment: "I really believe in that kid Okita's skills, but the newcomer you proposed, Ozawa..."

"Uncle, don't worry, Ozawa's skills are almost on par with Sougo," Kondo Hoon said with a serious face, "They are all guys who can cut off my ass hair without me knowing it!"

Matsudaira Pian Lihu: "..."

Matsudaira Kata Lihu: "Who would use the soul of a samurai to touch your ass hair! That kind of dirty and disgusting thing that needs to be mosaic should not exist in the world!"

"...This is the most important thing," Matsudaira Pianlihu took a breath, and exhaled another puff of smoke: "Now we need to strictly guard against the internal response of the enemy. Since you said that Oze has no problem with his skills, then in terms of loyalty—"

"This should be more about the loyalty of that boy Sougo, right? He can do anything." Toshiro Hijikata "tsk": "As long as that boy Sougo doesn't make trouble, he will be absolutely fine."

Matsudaira Pianlihu was silent for a while, and then said sourly: "Damn it, it's really a good knife, why would such a good knife be tamed by that bad boy who has no loyalty at all."

Toshiro Hijikata & Isao Kondo: "..."

Uncle, don't you feel something wrong with being so envious and jealous in front of them?Doesn't your conscience ache?

"That's just right." Matsudaira Katurihu cleared his throat, bit his cigarette holder and said seriously: "Then let this Ozawa follow Okita, the general and the princess, and board the cargo airship used by the shogunate."

……

"Captain Okita, did you get a new one for your knife?"

"Huh?" The chestnut-haired policeman raised his eyebrows. In the task of escorting in casual clothes, all members of the Shinsengumi were required to change their uniforms. Okita Sougo also wore ordinary samurai hakama, covered with a gray haori.

"Old sword." He patted the blue rope and black sheath hanging from his waist, half of which was covered by Haori's hem, and only a piece of blue braided rope hanging down and a brand new scabbard could be seen, Sougo Okita With a lazy tone, he said, "It's just a sword in my hand that I lost before."

It was time to wait for the airship in the warehouse to dock. All the people in the group wore very low-key clothes, mixed with various colored feathers and plain kimonos, and looked like ordinary boarding ronin. The team members who asked this question were puzzled. The captain of the first team, who seemed to be in a good mood, paused for a moment on the brand-new and exquisite scabbard.

Such a new sheath...doesn't look like an old knife, does it?And what kind of strange description is "lost by myself", he murmured, and then glanced at the guy who was silently following Captain Okita——

The boy in the light blue feather weave had loose hair, which would be a nuisance to a samurai, and he was still wearing pale hospital clothes. I don't know the identity of this thin and sickly guy... It seems that only colleagues who have seen Ozer in battle can confirm that he is indeed a samurai. Ozer's appearance is too deceiving, he thought.

"Souwu-kun, should I change into the same clothes as yours?" An Ding looked around, and found that only his battle clothes (Qingshan pattern feathered hospital clothes) did not match the style of everyone's paintings. The team members who boarded the cargo airship were all gray samurai hakamas, so he asked in a low voice.

Because it was too sudden, An Ding didn't know the details of this mission. He only knew that he seemed to be mainly responsible for protecting the safety of a princess. Atmosphere: "Is it okay for me to be dressed differently from everyone else?"

An Ding felt a little unaccustomed to touching the white forehead covered with dark blue broken hair and bangs. After wearing the forehead protector for a long time, he suddenly felt empty on his head when he took it off—it seemed that it was because he came back yesterday. If you can't wear the Shinsengumi uniforms in the unified distribution of ronin warrior costumes, you will only have to wear the battle uniforms, and you must remove the forehead guard and leg armor, because wearing these two things is not convenient for camouflage.

"of course can."

Before Okita Sougo could reply, a short old man wearing round glasses spoke. The position of his arms was empty, and he didn't feel the fullness of his arms hidden inside. He could only see the shriveled sleeves blown by the wind. , he looked at An Ding critically for a while, and said in a harsh voice that seemed to be born:

"However, this kid is too thin and too young. Even with a knife, he won't give people a sense of threat. Even if he doesn't use disguise, he can't be seen as a warrior. Can such a guy really protect Her Royal Highness Cheng Ye?"

"Huh? Me?"

An Ding was stunned for a moment, and after looking left and right, he confirmed that the description of "wouldn't give people a sense of threat with a knife" was referring to himself. He tilted his head, looked down at the old man without arms, and couldn't help it. Showed a complicated expression.

Even if most of Dao Fu Sangshen are not strong, they look thin and have no combat effectiveness, but this is the first time he has received this kind of evaluation——

Even among all the swords, the fighting sword named "Yamato Shou'an" is Fusangshen with more murderous intent than his companions. This is easy to distinguish, even Tsukiyoto who took him to Yoshiwara , I also feel that his eyes are very bloody, not to mention the guy with orange braids later, who can feel the breath of Fusangshen drinking blood and fighting through a door. Vase of Menace...

It's really a bit of a novelty (mistake).

An Ding blinked hesitantly, and he didn't think this description was offensive, because he was seriously considering whether the last world was too peaceful for Fu Sangshen, who was eager for blood and human heads, to wash away. The murderous look on the surface looks mild and harmless?

Will Qingguang do the same?

Where might Qingguang be now?

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"I said bastard leader, do you think..."

The stubble-faced man was holding a big purple umbrella, his left hand was a mechanical prosthetic from the shoulder down, and he was wearing a very old-fashioned blue-gray bag under his eyes, which seemed to be caused by years of worrying, which made his face full of fatigue.

"The kid you picked up looks familiar, doesn't it?"

Appearing suddenly on the warship of their [-]th Division, asking questions and knowing nothing, being besieged by a group of night rabbits and not losing the wind, and occasionally glowing red on his body when counterattacking - is this the legendary Chakra?But even × Shadow Ninja doesn’t have the special effect of glowing on his body, and what’s even weirder is——

Afutu considered his language for a while. As a rare guy in the Yetu clan who is good at socializing, he spoke more tactfully than the normal Yetu who was full of fighting: "When you fight, this guy with a knife, His attack pattern looks..."

Thanks to the blessing of going to Earth Yoshiwara before, he had a good look at the warriors on Earth, especially the little Earth policeman who couldn't tell if he was a night rabbit tribe. His murderous and sharp sword skills left a lot to the uncle. Very impressed.

"Did Afutu see it?"

The hairy young man was wearing a black practice suit, with orange braids hanging down his head, and a heavy light gray cape on his shoulders. Kamui replied briskly with a smile:

"It's exactly the same as the fluffy braided samurai~"