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

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No.70 Chapter Nine

Then, the knife of Katsuya Shibasaki was placed by Boss Fujido in the decorative vase that doesn't look like a bottle that you can see when you enter his ceramics shop.

Boss Fujido wanted to return the knife to Shibasaki Masaki, Shibasaki Katsuya's younger brother, but unexpectedly, Shibasaki Masakari refused.

"Since my brother gave it to you, then take it. Whether it's shelved, sold, or thrown away, it's better than giving it to me." Shibazaki Masakura said, "I won't hold a knife anymore."

He said that he would no longer hold a knife, but his expression clearly said [I am no longer worthy of holding a knife].

Hey, wait, did he mean that the knife is also not needed?

I looked at the Shibasaki Makari sword that I was holding around.

The blade looks like it hasn't been maintained for a long time, but it still maintains amazing sharpness. It is obviously a good knife.

What's the matter with the samurai now, they don't hold swords when they can't move, they can't hold swords anymore, but what does this have to do with innocent swords?

"Wait a minute, do you remember that there was a battle between us that has not yet been resolved?" Seeing that Shibazaki Makari was about to leave here, I stopped him.When everyone followed my words, Shibazaki Makari also stopped.

I seized the flashing thought in my mind and continued, "Before you decide to put down the knife, do you want to continue the unfinished competition? I don't know why you decided to fight me at that time, but if you just stop like this It will become an eternal regret. You are right, hunter."

A second before I said these words, I hadn't actually figured out what to do, but my intuition told me that maybe I should do it.

If Shibazaki Makari were to leave like this now, he would probably die.

He couldn't wait to see his daughter.He didn't die before maybe because he felt ashamed to see his dead relatives, maybe because there was something he couldn't let go of, in short, there should be a bond with the world, but that bond is gone now, just when he lost to Fukuzawa Mr. Moment.

If we say that Shibasaki Masakari's life consists of three main identities-father, younger brother, and samurai.Then, when he had already lost the first two identities, the last identity supported his actions. Now that he even gave up the last identity, he was ready to die.

Maybe it's because I've met too many people who want to die, and I've gotten used to it—of course, that guy Dazai is the most important among them—I always seem to be able to quickly discover the mood of others who want to die.

It's not that I want to stop anything, I do it as I said, I just don't want to leave any regrets, let a samurai die as a samurai.

Some people's desire to die can be stopped, because if you search hard, you can always find something that binds you to the world.

And some people's death... can't be stopped. This is the first thing I realized before I understood all kinds of reasons.

After I finished speaking, Shibasaki Masakura was silent for a while, and a sharp light like a flickering will-o-wisp appeared in his dead eyes, "Just as you said."

"You just fought against Mr. Fukuzawa, do you want to adjust your form first and find another place to compete?" I glanced at his empty right hand.

"No, it's here, right now."

Then try to solve it before the housewives and house husbands who get up early to buy vegetables and make breakfast for their children go out.

"Okay." I turned my head and said to Luan who was holding Shibazaki Masakura's knife, "Nan-chan, give him back his knife."

Luan nodded, walked over and returned the knife to Shibazaki Makari.

Shibasaki Masakura took his own knife, quietly staring at the scratched but still sharp blade, stroked the blade with his hands, lowered his eyes and silently said sorry.

I put my hand on Juliet's handle and turned around, and noticed that Kaoru Fujido couldn't help turning his attention to Juliet, standing next to Boss Fujido whispering "Is the wooden knife serious?" "Is this really going to happen?" " and the like.

Hmm... It doesn't seem very credible to say that there will be no problems at this time. After all, I can't guarantee what the situation will turn out to be.

"full moon."

Before I walked towards Shibasaki Makari, Fukuzawa-san unexpectedly stopped me.I stopped and looked sideways at Mr. Fukuzawa, but after I called out, Mr. Fukuzawa didn't speak.

I seem to see a little complicated meaning from Mr. Fukuzawa's serious expression and sharp eyes.

...complicated meanings...

I can't read it.

I really can't understand this, it's too difficult!Mr. Fukuzawa, just tell me what you want to say!

For a long time, the most fatal point in my communication with Mr. Fukuzawa is that he often expresses what he wants to say with expressions and eyes, and he probably thinks that I can understand... I guess.

This is probably the most frequent problem in the process of communicating with people who talk less and have more mental activities.

But the problem is that sometimes I really can't understand it, all I see is seriousness, sharpness, sharpness, sharpness, without any change, I can see that the slightest bit of complexity is not easy!

This is too radio waves, not a samurai at all [deep pain.jpg].

"Mr. Fukuzawa, what do you want to say?" I asked earnestly with this bit of sadness.

Mr. Fukuzawa's expression became more serious after I asked this question, and his eyes became sharper.

After a while, the complexity that I finally saw dissipated, Mr. Fukuzawa shook his head, "Just do what you want."

...?

What kind of mental journey has Mr. Fukuzawa gone through?

Confused, I stared at Mr. Fukuzawa's expression for a few more times, but I still could only see seriousness.

I had no choice but to turn around and look at Shibazaki Makari.

He was obviously ready for a long time, standing there waiting quietly with the knife in his hand, the tip of the knife was slightly tilted against the ground, and he became the knife hunter who appeared and disappeared in the dark night again.

My eyes fell on his hand holding the knife.

Just now he has been using his right hand, but now he is holding the knife with his left hand... Ah, by the way, I seem to have heard this saying that left-handed warriors specially train their right hand to use a knife, and after many years of training, they get used to using their right hand , but the left hand can also show its strength, and it can be used as a killer at critical moments. Could it be Shibasaki Makari?

While turning these thoughts in my mind, I have already come to a place not far from Shibazaki Makari.

He said his name again like at the beginning, "Shibasaki Makari."

"Mochizuki Taki."

As soon as the words fell, with the sharp knife light reflected in my eyes, I raised the scabbard to block it while leaning back, and then took advantage of the opportunity of the scabbard to block Shibasaki Masakura's knife, and then I drew the knife and slashed.

Yes, although my Juliet is a wooden knife, she has a scabbard, because when I ordered it, I thought that I could use the scabbard to draw the knife. Although it may not be useful, it looks handsome. ah.

Shibasaki Masakura's left-handed sword is a bit rusty compared to his right-handed sword, but it is stronger and more flexible.I put aside all kinds of thoughts in my mind, emptied my brain and relied on instinct to fight.

Mr. Fukuzawa calls the reaction when relying on instinct and conditioned reflex action as "killing swordsmanship".

After all, the person who taught me came down from the battlefield.Although I have never experienced that kind of war, I can probably imagine that those superfluous and cumbersome moves in the school of swordsmanship on the battlefield will be discarded. In order to kill more enemies, every knife must rush to capture Goal of enemy life.

I reckoned that this might be the reason why Mr. Fukuzawa looked at me with sharp and complicated eyes. Maybe he probably...was worried that I would go astray and go astray?After all, I was only when we first met. Even if I think I am quite firm, Mr. Fukuzawa may not think that I am young and think that my mind is uncertain and easy to go astray.

With such an analysis, I seem to be able to understand Mr. Fukuzawa's mental journey.

I quickly changed the way I held the knife after the first few chopping swings were blocked. I leaned forward and slid from the raised arm of Shibazaki Masakura to his back. Shibazaki Masakura, who was holding a knife, returned to the defense faster than holding a knife with his right hand. When I slid behind his back and swung the knife, he had already turned halfway to block my knife.

This series of actions took less than a second. I faced the knife with Shibazaki Masakura, and a thought flashed through my empty mind:

People who get up early now may have already got up and ready to go out.How long have we been fighting?

It was this return to my senses, and I felt that the force exerted on Shibasaki Masakari's sword became a little smaller.

I was already exerting strength, and once his strength weakened, the situation of stalemate with the knife would naturally be broken. With no hindrance, Juliet continued to slash with forward strength.

Is it a change?

No, he is closing the knife!

After Shibasaki Masakura put away the knife, the knife I cut was pointed at his neck, and he still can't avoid it?Although it is a wooden knife, Juliet can even cut through the steel plate. This is 100% the first fall!

No, it should be half and half.

The problem is that this inertia is not so easy to collect!

At this critical moment, I made up my mind and didn't panic. I exerted force on my wrist, so that at the last moment, I twisted my wrist so that the direction of Juliet's blade would deviate from Shibazaki Makari's scalp at a 45-degree angle.

Cut off quite a few locks of hair.

"...Look, it's all right now,