Chief Okita in Taisho

Taifu Hariko and Oiran Warabi——

Although they each have their own ghosts, they have temporarily died down.

After sitting down again, Jiji leaned close to Okita Souji's ear, exhaled like blue, her body leaned against him softly and bonelessly, and her fingertips brushed the other side's profile vaguely.

"What are we going to do tonight, guest?"

Fern Ji looked more and more satisfied.

This human being is the best among the human beings she has chosen for a hundred years!

We should not eat it in a hurry, we must develop sustainably.

Zhizi's eyes could kill.

Such touching made Okita Souji uncomfortable, he avoided it without a trace.

Where did Ji Ji receive such treatment, she turned her face on the spot.

"What, are you dissatisfied with the women in Huajie?"

She stood up and stared at Souji Okita condescendingly, with a bad tone.

"Then what are you doing here?!"

"Please don't be angry, I didn't mean that."

Okita Souji explained, "I'm just here for the first time, and I'm not quite used to it."

It was Yoshihara's first time here, so there was nothing wrong with it.

"First time?"

Fern Ji raised her eyebrows, "Then why didn't you come here before? After all, I still have opinions on Huajie!"

Her words were harsh and illogical, like a savage little girl.

Zhizi Fu forehead.

Why does she care about this kind of bad-witted guy...

Okita Souji's explanation was very serious, and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

"I don't really care about opinions, I just don't like it very much."

"Besides... it will be a little sad."

Fern Ji asked: "Why?"

Okita Souji looked out the window, as if indicating the scene outside.

——Young girls are placed in grids like commodities, labeled according to their looks and abilities, bought, sold, and destroyed, all depending on the mood of the owner.

To put it seriously, he is not even regarded as a human being.

"Although this is the way of life of some people, it is still unreasonable," Mr. Okita said. "Why do you have to be trampled by others in order to survive? Why do you have to please others? Women shed sweat and tears behind their backs, improving their skills, Putting on makeup, in the end, just to satisfy the man's wish and sense of accomplishment... This is too unreasonable."

"Faced with such a fate, they are helpless."

Fern Ji was dumbfounded.

After becoming a ghost, for the first time, human emotions surged up.

When Fern Ji was a human being, she was born in a slum in Yoshiwara. She had to become a wandering girl in order to make a living, and she also saw many struggles at the bottom.

Later, because she refused to submit to a samurai, she poked the opponent's eyes with a hairpin, but was retaliated against, burned to death, and was on the verge of death...

She has become a ghost, not amnesia.

Of course she remembered these things.

Zhizi glanced at Warahime and sneered.

Fern Ji regained consciousness.

... No, no, what is she thinking? !

Don't worry about it so much - retaliate when you are hurt, ask for it before you are taken away, and take away happiness from others when you encounter misfortune!

This is how she lives now!

"Heh," Ji Ji murmured in a strange tone that could only be heard by herself, "You really are...a gentle human being..."

Then just be a little gentle and eat you up.

"It's rude of Zhizi not to play the shamisen for you."

After adjusting, Ji Ji put on a beautiful smile, "Then let Ji Ji play a song for you."

Turning her head to look at the servant boy, Fern Ji's smile disappeared and her eyes were stern.

[Hurry up and bring the shamisen! 】

The servant boy hastily handed it over, feeling overwhelmed with shock.

Shamisen, koto, dance, tea ceremony, flower arrangement... Warabiji Oiran is good at all of them.The servant boy remembered that there was a high-ranking official who exhausted his financial resources, but in the end he couldn't exchange for a song by Fern Ji and Oiran.

Why did this young man so easily...

Fern Princess Oiran, is...really tempted?

no, no...

The servant boy knew that Fern Ji Oiran was very fond of a young man named "Yueyan", and he received him personally every time he came, and he was very happy.

At the end of the song, Ji Ji looked at Souji Okita with a smug expression.

"How about it?"

Good to hear.

Before Okita Souji could speak, Ojiko Taifu who was beside him also had a shamisen and plectrum in his hands at some point, and his voice was faint.

"Isn't it just playing the shamisen?"

She plucks at the strings—

clang!

Squeak, squeak, squeak—

The magic sound lingered in my ears.

California Kiyomitsu covered his ears with both hands, and Director Okita managed to maintain an embarrassed yet polite smile, and Waraji immediately became angry.

"It's too ugly! Stop it!"

For the first time, the defiant oiran cared about his colleagues: "I'm afraid you haven't learned shamisen at all!"

How did the sound of "ga" pop up!

"Get lost," Waraji said proudly, "You idiot who can't even play the shamisen!"

Under Warabiji's gaze, Zhizi put down the shamisen slowly, and said unhurriedly: "In terms of shamisen, compared with Warabiji, I do lose by three points..."

"This is called 'slightly losing three points'???"

In the surprised and sharp words of Ji Ji, Zhizi said: "But other things, you can't compare with me." "Oh, what a big tone!"

Fern Ji's competitive spirit was aroused.

Okita Souji was almost exhausted.

How did Mr. Hijikata deal with multiple women before...

The oiran spent almost all day and night learning skills before receiving guests, but the "shelf life" is only the youngest and most beautiful ten years.

But Fern Ji is a ghost, and after time passes, she can change her identity and still be the oiran.

Because of this, no one can surpass her in oiran skills!

"Tell me, compare what?!"

Even if they were fighting head-to-head, Ji Ji didn't forget to bring Souji Okita, "Whoever wins, this guest will belong to him!"

This is her food reserve!

Okita Souji:?

No, what does this mean, why did it become like this? ? ?

California Qingguang: ?

Okita-kun is his man!

"Okay."

Mrs. Zhizi agreed in a clear voice, "Let's compete—chess."

Fern Ji:?

play chess? ? ?

Seeing Ji Ji stunned, Zhizi took out a white feather fan out of nowhere, covered his lips and smiled softly.

"Why, is there no talented person among the guests of Fern Ji Oiran who wants to compete with Oiran in chess?"

"If that's the case..."

"It seems that the oiran's guests are just like the oiran, they have empty bodies."

Of course Fern Ji refused to admit it, so the two started playing chess.

In the end, of course, Fern Ji lost terribly.

Zhizi's killing on the chess game is merciless, his moves are fierce, and every step is fatal!

Fern Ji's face was very ugly.

Zhizi sat across from her, smiling contemptuously.

"It seems that Fern Princess Oiran... is just empty-handed."

Fern Ji slapped the chessboard with one hand, and the chess pieces scattered all over the ground.

"Don't push yourself too hard!"

As soon as the guests leave, she must tear the bastard up with her own hands!

Ji Ji tilted her head, squinted, and glared at Zhizi viciously.

"Who do you think you are, to contradict me again and again?"

"I think you're tired of living!"

Okita Souji:!

California Qingguang:!

The two suddenly remembered what Zhizi had said.

this expression...

Okita Souji gave California Kiyomitsu a look with his eyes, and the other party understood.

Taifu Zhizi is still arguing with Waraji.

"Yeah, I'm really tired of life. My biggest wish right now..."

She closed the white feather fan and raised Okita Souji's chin.

"——to be able to die in love with this guest... eh?"

"Eh???"

She suddenly felt lighter.

He was picked up by California Qingguang and hung in the crook of his arm.

At the same time, Okita Souji also got up.

"excuse me."

After finishing speaking, Daojian and the master led the Taifu and jumped directly from the open window.

Even Fern Ji didn't react at once.

"What are you doing..." She walked to the window, and the figures of the three had already disappeared without a trace.

Dare to rob people?

It's good to take that annoying husband away... No, why not take her away?She can't compare to that husband? !

"Blind thing..."

After the anger passed, Ji Ji felt strangely disappointed and regretful.

"I knew I should ignore Zhizi and put them in the belt directly."

It is rare to have a guest who suits the taste.

……

California Kiyomitsu ran with Zhizi in the posture of Ansai waist drum, looking from behind, his white clothes fluttered.

"Guest, you are hurting me so much."

"Please take pity on the fragrance and cherish the jade, I am very weak."

California Qingguang had the urge to throw this man out.

I don't even look at how obstructive your clothes are!

After confirming that Fern Ji was not chasing her and that there was no one around, Kai Qingguang put Zhizi down.

"Guest, what are you going to do to Zhizi?" Zhizi looked terrified, "I'm a showman, not a person."

California Qingguang: You reinstall it.

Okita Souji came from behind and said with a smile.

"Haven't you played enough, Dazai?"

Zhizi glanced at him, pursed his lips, and grabbed the wig in frustration, took off the most complicated outer shirt, and left the silk cover in his hand.

Seeing Zhizi's transformation, California Kiyomitsu felt as if he had discovered a new world, "It turns out that Dazai is often away from home, so he came to Huajie to become a prince."

No wonder I had to tell them.

"It's normal to have some special hobbies, Seta-kun and I won't laugh at you."

California Qingguang turned his head, "Setian-kun, what do you think if Huakui Jiji knows that her quarrel partner is a man?"

Osamu Dazai seemed to want to say something, but finally stopped, a little impatient.

"As you wish."

Director Okita came over.

"Dazai."

Okita Souji never thought that his own words would cause Dazai Osamu's expression to change suddenly, like a bomb dropped into dark magma, erupting suddenly.

"About Fern-"

Osamu Dazai yanked off Okita Souji's sleeve and led him into the alley next to him.His strength was great, coupled with the clogs worn by Mr. Okita, he staggered a few times, fell to the ground, and pushed his back against the wall.

Snapped.

Osamu Dazai knelt down on him and put one hand on his ear.

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