Chief Okita in Taisho

Fern Ji's room.

Decorative objects were smashed all over the floor, paper doors and windows collapsed, and the unfortunate maid was beaten and bruised.

Fern Ji was furious.

Don't want to see her? !

What a great posture!

Which man didn't spend a lot of money, broke his family and property, just to get her a glance-now there are people who don't want to see her? !

She really wants to see what this guy is capable of!

"Dress me up."

Fern Ji calmed down strangely.

"I'm going to meet him!"

"But, but..."

Anticipating Ji Ji's anger, the maid trembled like a sieve and cried, "That lord has already been received!"

what--? !

Fern Ji's suppressed anger surged up again, this time with disbelief.

Would you rather find someone else than her? !

This is the first time Fern Ji has encountered such a thing in more than 100 years!

Asking the girl's name, Fern Ji found that she had no memory.

Probably a newcomer, and not very good-looking.

She never remembered being ugly.

but! Yes!

She can't compare to that person! ! !

A woman like Fern Ji is: the more you deal with her, the less she will take it seriously. On the contrary, if you ignore her, it will arouse her attention.

In this case, she will go to the meeting even more——

That ungrateful guest.

And the guy who stole her guest!

***

Nothing happened to Souji Okita.

...except for being a little awkward.

"oops."

Taifu Zhizi looked at Qingguang, who was by the window, and smiled, "Guest, what are you doing here?"

"..."

California Qingguang withdrew his hand, pretending nothing happened, "Take a breath, the room is stuffy."

Zhizi covered her lips with her sleeve.

Her laughter was soft and gentle, not as sharp as that of ordinary women, and it sounded very comfortable.

She didn't wear gold and silver like other oirans, but wore a rare white main-tone oiran outfit with silver trims, layered and elegant, but noble enough.

His hands were wrapped in white silk sleeves, and he held two lotus flowers in his arms.

At least at first glance, it's not the type that Okita Souji dislikes.

Taifu Haruko put the lotus in the vase, walked up to Souji Okita, smoothed his clothes and sat down.

As soon as she approached, Okita Souji's whole body stiffened.

"You don't seem to be used to it."

She said, pouring wine into the cup.

"To be honest, I really rarely come to this kind of place."

Okita Souji: I regret it now, very much.

"Then why are you here this time?"

There seemed to be a small hook in Zhizi's voice, trying to find the answer she wanted to know.Listen carefully, there seems to be a trace of...

Subtle upset.

Souji Okita finally glanced at her, not only stiff, but also alert.

Seeing this, Zhizi giggled, his momentum softened, like a gentle white rabbit.

"I see, I didn't mean to pry into your secret."

She put the wine cup on Okita Souji's hand as if apologizing, and deliberately wanted to swipe her fingertips across the opponent's fingers. At the moment when the skin was about to touch, Okita Souji retracted his hand like an electric shock.

California Qingguang: "..."

Next, he watched his master beside the Taifu, motionless like an old monk in samadhi, and the conversation also stumbled.

Well, even after so long, Okita-kun is still not used to the flower street.

"How does this wine taste?"

"good."

"Need some pastries?"

"Need not."

"Guest, what shamisen repertoire do you like?"

"Sorry, not sure."

"Guest, what topic are you more interested in?"

"Nothing of interest."

"Are you unwilling to chat with Zhizi?"

"...Sorry, nothing."

"..."

California Qingguang couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

Who can believe that this is Hua Zhu who kills vigorously on the battlefield? !

No wonder Mr. Hijikata and the others always force the chief executive to go to Huajie. The contrast is too interesting... Ahem, sorry, Okita-kun.

Director Okita also found it impolite, and after apologizing, he was about to ask Kiyomitsu Kamiga to leave together, when he suddenly heard Mrs. Haruko say, "I understand."

"In that case, let's listen to Zhizi tell some interesting stories about Huajie, what do you think?"

This is exactly what Okita Souji wanted.

Among the things told by Taifu Zhizi, the disappearance of Younv does have the value of information reference.

On the way, the other party also asked the waiter to bring high-end dim sum, all of which tasted very good.

"Did you know that here, "Kyogoku House", the proprietress Mitsu mentioned that she heard a story from the grandmother of the tea shop when she was young. "

"The old lady is old, but she clearly remembers an oiran who is as beautiful as a fairy, but has a very vicious personality."

"The strange thing is that the grandma has seen such an oiran in her childhood and middle age—"she" likes to use "Ji" as her stage name, and whenever something goes wrong, she will tilt her head and squint at her. Watching people. "

……

The atmosphere finally relaxed, Okita Souji would say a few words from time to time, and even took the time to look at Taifu Haruko.

The makeup conceals her real age, but it can be seen that she is not very old, only in her teens.

Under the slender eyelashes, the eyes are big like amber.

...is eerily familiar.

Okita Souji remembered that in the past, Mr. Shannan also had a favorite oiran in Shimabara.

God Mingli.

When Mr. Shannan was troubled, he would talk to Mingli and talk about it.

Is it the same feeling?

"Grandma probably remembered it wrong, how can the same oiran not be old?"

In Zhizi's voice, there seemed to be something floating outside the world, light and floating, "The cherry blossoms are gorgeous, but they will wither one day."

It is not impossible.

Director Okita thought.

ghost.

"Cherry blossoms, youth, beauty... as long as you don't want to lose something, you are destined to lose it."

Qingguang Qingguang sipped his wine, and glanced at Zhizi when he heard the words.

This husband is quite sad.

"The thing worth prolonging this miserable life to pursue is..."

"It exists."

Looking at Kamijiko, Okita Souji smiled again and repeated: "It exists."

The smile on his face made Zhizi's puzzlement even more intense.

"Why so sure?"

Souji Okita shook the wine cup.

"Because I saw the most beautiful moment of cherry blossoms."

He witnessed the Shinsengumi's most glorious moment.

"For the moment when the flowers bloom, even if I have to irrigate them with my life, I am willing to do so, and I will never regret it."

Dazed for a moment, Taifu Zhizi covered his lips and smiled lightly.

"actually……"

"It's so gorgeous to the extreme and then withered and destroyed, it reminds me of a certain organization."

She stared at Souji Okita closely, as if she didn't want to miss any details.

Open your mouth slowly:

"The Shinsengumi—"

"Do you know?"

"..."

"Ah--!!!"

Before Okita Souji showed his emotions, the door brush was pulled open, accompanied by a harsh coquettish sound.

"I also said who stole my guest, it turned out to be a stinky girl who doesn't know what to do!"

The perfectly dressed Fern Ji stood at the door proudly.

Ji Zixiu frowned.

"Fern Ji Oiran, you should know that first come first come first, right?"

"First come, first served?"

Fern Ji sneered, "I was the one who fell in love with this guest first."

Zhizi stood up abruptly, showing no sign of weakness.

"Then you should also know that the guest pointed out me, right?"

Okita Souji:?

No, he did not.

He just came to see it casually, and asked someone casually.

What is the situation now? ? ?

Ji Ji entered the room unceremoniously, and glanced at Souji Okita.

Not bad.

It looks even better up close.

She is determined to eat this human!

Fern Ji asked her servants to bring in pianos, shamisen and other things one after another, filling half of the room.

Seeing this, Zhizi raised his eyebrows.

She became completely different from before, with cold and delicate thorns in her words.

"It turns out that Fern Ji Oiran also has men she can't catch up with."

"So you plan to take it by force?"

Fern Ji was really annoyed now.

She gritted her teeth: "You don't know good and bad! Do you know who you're talking to?!"

A pure and beautiful white lotus, and a rich and colorful poisonous poppy.

Fighting against each other without giving way.

The atmosphere is sharp against the wheat.

The sky is clear in California.

Oh my god... is this the legendary Shura field? !

Unexpectedly, Okita-kun would also be trapped in the field of Shura one day—no, there were many girls who had a crush on Okita-kun in Kyoto back then, but because of Okita-kun's identity, they dared not act.

Furthermore, Okita-kun has never put his mind on this.

Look at Okita-kun again... well, Okita-kun doesn't seem to know what to do anymore.

Taifu Zhizi didn't speak, she just snorted, her voice full of sarcasm.

Fern Ji can endure until now, which is already very good.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

She stepped forward vigorously, and greeted Zhizi with a slap on the face. The movement was quick and ruthless, and it was obvious that there were many slaps in the face.

This time it was cut off——

Okita Souji stood in front of Zhizi and held Warahime's wrist.

"Fern Ji Oiran, please calm down."

"It's not good to do it, it really can't..."

Although Okita Souji let go of his hand immediately after stopping him, but the scene of the skin touching was still reflected in Zhizi's eyes.

Her eyes instantly sank.

There was an outward terror and chill.

Also, a little irritated and regretful.

It can't be done—how?

Several pairs of eyes in the room were fixed on Souji Okita, waiting for his next words.

Souji Okita, who didn't shed a drop of sweat when he wound the strings, was dripping with cold sweat at the moment.

He really has never experienced such an occasion.

"Are you all staying?"

California Qingguang: ?

As expected of you, Okita-kun.

Realizing that something was wrong, Souji Okita coughed lightly in embarrassment.

"Or... let's go, Qingguang."

Now Zhizi and Waraji are not happy.

The author has something to say: Lotus slaughter.