[Comprehensive] I'm in Yokohama as a soul-saver

Over his shoulder, he screamed out in a slow and half-beat manner.

If I hadn't been quick to reach out and grab his collar, maybe he would have ran into the river in a panic.

"Wow help! Don't eat me, I don't eat!" The child was thumping wildly in my hand after I grabbed the collar, closed his eyes and cried, "I want to go home, I will never leave The family ran away, woo woo woo..."

It seems that there are not only troublemakers (not including me, of course) wandering outside late at night, but also little devils who have run away from home.

"Calm down, there is no ghost." I carried the child from the river to the bank a little further inside, let go of my hand and put him down, and then hugged the two tigers on my shoulders to show him, "Look, it's just a cat." .Kid, you dare to run away from home late at night and wander outside, why are you so timid?"

As soon as the child stood still on the ground, he covered his eyes and shivered. After hearing my words for a while, he carefully separated his fingers and looked through them.

"...really a cat?"

"Yeah, although the black is a bit dark." After the child saw Er Hu clearly, I put Er Hu back on his shoulders.

The two tigers meowed in response to my words, and then the child put down his hands, and looked over timidly and curiously.

"What's your name? Doesn't anyone in your family know about running away so late?" I squatted down a little bit and looked at the child, "I don't think you are very courageous, how dare you run alone at night Come to the Tsurumi River?"

"That's how I came here." The child became bold after knowing that he hadn't encountered a ghost. When he heard my question, he flattened his mouth, "My name is Odagiri Toruhara, and I'm quite brave!"

Well, this is indeed evident now.

"Children Cheyuan, right? Do you know that if a child always stays up at night and runs out to swim at night, he will not grow tall." I told him solemnly, and stretched out my hand to compare the height, "It's probably like this The height, about 1.6 meters, and then it will never grow taller again."

Hey, wait, why did I blurt out that it was 1.6 meters?I always feel as if I subconsciously remembered this number because of a deep impression.

"You lied!" The kid Cheyuan suddenly became very frightened, subconsciously touched the top of his head, and refuted me loudly, "Dad clearly said that staying up late will only cause hair loss!"

"Your father is right. If you don't sleep, you will lose your hair, and you won't grow taller." I concluded, "In short, you will become a bald, short, bad adult."

It’s okay for an adult like me to stay up all night to make a living, but a child should still look like a child, wouldn’t it be nice to lie comfortably in the sun-drenched quilt and have a good dream, no matter what it is There is no reason why you have to run out of the house late at night, and seeing the appearance of the kid Che Yuan, he was probably impulsive, and he probably regretted it when he came out. Otherwise, when he thought I was a ghost, he wouldn't have said 'I want to go home, Never run away from home again' so what.

"I don't want to, I don't want to become a bald and short adult!" The child Toruhara probably imagined the scene, and then burst into tears again, "Then I don't want to become an adult!"

puff.

"Cough, shouldn't you aspire to become an excellent adult?" I coughed and stood up straight, "Okay, where is your home? I'll take you back, don't run out without saying a word next time. "

Kid Tohhara obediently said, and reported his home address.

His home is not very close to here, and he doesn't know how long he wandered outside after he ran away from home before he came here. If his family already knew that he ran out, they would have gone crazy by now.

I took Toruhara kid back, because on both sides of this road is the Tsurumi River, and the other side leads to other places, so I want to send Tetsuhara kid home and walk back along the way I came. Pass that izakaya.

I didn't notice it at first, but it wasn't until Kid Tetsuhara stretched out his hand and grabbed my sleeve tightly, and the person leaned towards me, that I noticed a person standing in front of the izakaya.

The person stood quietly in front of the izakaya without moving, his breath was so weak that it almost looked like some kind of sculpture, or an unobtrusive decoration, only the long and sharp knife in his hand, like a stone statue falling on it Like a camellia flower, it suddenly has a sharp and sharp sense of existence.

Just as I saw that person, that person saw me.

"warrior?"

The figure spoke slowly, and following the sound of a question, but with a very positive tone, the person turned sideways, and I also used this to see the appearance of this person clearly.

The kid Cheyuan grabbed my sleeve and moved behind me, not daring to make a sound.

How should I put it, it is probably not surprising that I met it at night and was regarded as an evil spirit.

This person is wearing a gray-black kimono, which can be distinguished slightly after blending into the night, but this is the only part of his whole body that is a little neater, and the rest is completely unkempt.Beneath the messy hair, there was a scar across his entire face, a red centipede-like scar after stitches.

"Shibasaki Makari."

Although I didn't reply to the question he asked, the other party had obviously confirmed it unilaterally. After giving his name, he said, "Give me your knife if I win."

knife?I suddenly remembered the conversation between the high school students at the station, mainly about the boy who couldn’t read the air and a series of balabalas about the knife hunter, and then took a closer look at the person opposite, “You are The rumored knife hunter?"

The person on the other side who had already announced his name and wanted to compete with me did not refute. His deep and sharp eyes penetrated from under the messy hair and fell on the Juliet pinned to my waist.

But the problem is that my Juliet is a wooden knife, where do you like her?

Can I listen to music?

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I'm going to sleep for a while, and I'll continue writing later. Let's try to get back to [-] words for today's chapter.

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

I will Hulululu 12 bottles; Su Muzi 8 bottles; No Already Cold 5 bottles; Bear Hug Me Black Dwarf 1 bottle;

No.70 five chapters

"Then let's do this." Although it's not the right time now, but the opponent obviously has to compete, and he doesn't look like someone who can talk easily, so I lifted Erhu from my shoulders and put them in the arms of the little friend Cheyuan , let him walk away with Erhu in his arms, then turned back to face Shibasaki Makari, put his hand on Juliet's handle and laughed.

"Similarly, if I win, you have to give me your knife, so the bets in the competition will be equal, right?"

Shibasaki Masakura moved his gaze from my knife to my face, and there was a hint of surprise on the devilish face.

To be honest, I was very interested when I first heard about Hunter Knife, and I was even a little eager to try to fight against him. After all, there are too few opportunities to fight against powerful samurai.Mr. Fukuzawa of the Armed Detective Agency is one. Although there are not many opportunities to join hands, I gain a lot every time I join hands.

And I also wanted to try what Shibazaki Makari did before. No matter what it is, I just challenged it all the way from Hokkaido with a knife. If I lose in a place, I will stay there for a while to practice until I win. Continue to the next place.

If I hadn't become a Soul Requiem at the age of 15, I might have actually done it, anyway, it's the same wherever I stay.

"Okay." Shibasaki Masakura responded. He was probably not interested in asking, but for some reason he asked, "Your name?"

"Mochizuki Taki."

After I finished answering, Shibasaki Masakura's momentum had changed, and the long and wide knife came out of its sheath unexpectedly quickly. I pulled out Juliet to meet the blade that was slashing from top to bottom, and Shibasaki Makari and Shibazaki passed by and exchanged positions while swinging the blade, and at the same time took the initiative to attack.

In this short fight, I found that Shibazaki Makari's moves were not quite the same as I imagined.

I originally thought that his skills would be more similar to mine, but after this fight, I found that his swordsmanship is close to that of Mr. Fukuzawa, the style of a gymnasium or a kendo family.

"Very good." Our two knives collided again, Shibasaki Masaki faced me with a devilish face with a smile that could scare a child into tears, "You are worthy of being hunted. "

"Then try it."

I raised my eyebrows and replied, retracting the force I exerted on the junction of the blades, the blade slid upwards at a tricky angle, and hit the place where the hilt of the opponent's blade meets the blade, repelling Shibasaki Makari who was unprepared for a moment took a step.

Although I am usually a salty fish, I am quite competitive when it comes to swordsmanship, and the more powerful the opponent I meet, the easier it is to fight, probably like the protagonist in JUMP?In this way, I think I also have a chance to run for the position of the protagonist.

We fought back and forth several times, and Shibasaki Masakura said, "Your swordsmanship doesn't have a genre?"

It is still a question sentence, affirmative tone.

"Ah, that's true." I replied, "If you have to say it, you can call it Sakata-ryu."

The swordsmanship that Sakata Gintoki taught me, called the Sakata style, is completely fine.

I remember what Shibazaki Masakari said, President Fukuzawa said, and his evaluation to me was [No genre