Thirty Mulberry

"Thirty Mulberry (Fellow of Okita Souji)" Author: Unnamed Elf

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A colleague of Souji Okita.Okita and the original heroine.

The description of Okita Souji's appearance comes from "Rurouni Kenshin's Memories".This classic work left a deep impression on me.Although Okita is only a soy sauce character in the film, his image is more consistent with the only description of his appearance in history.And I personally think that Okita is at best a cute face, not handsome.

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Okita Souji, Kojun┃Supporting role: Shinsengumi┃Others:

One sentence introduction: Xiaobaiwen

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Chapter 1

Xiaochun put down her pen, walked to the window and closed the window halfway.Someone bought her a character illustration of Okita Souji.Okita Souji was a real figure in the modern Japanese history, died young, leaving almost no image of his appearance.The "Shinsengumi" he once worked for has several popular anime and game works in Two-dimensional, and his popularity in the team is also outstanding.Because of his early death and tuberculosis that vomited blood, female fans showed a little pity for him, a kind of "old mother" kind of affection.

Xiaochun sorted out some information, and asked Qiao Qi, who majored in Japanese, to learn a little about the brief history of "Shinsengumi".On the drawing paper, Souji Okita's lead-gray skeleton is outlined, but his face is blank, Xiao Chun feels wrong no matter how he draws.

It's raining a little outside.Xiaochun seemed to have caught a cold and started to have a fever.Qiao Qi in the second bedroom has already fallen asleep.A plate of incense was burning in the censer, and there seemed to be a little fragrance.It's a gift from something Qiao Qi bought online from Papa Ma, and it's said to be lavender.The dry aroma brought a little warmth to the room with slightly cold walls.

Xiaochun wrapped the quilt tightly and sweated all over. She reached for the cotton handkerchief on the bedside table, wiped the sweat off her forehead, and fell asleep in a daze.

She seemed to be dreaming, it was daytime, and she was standing under the steps of a hut.She turned to look at the house, the hut stood high on the stone steps, vaguely saw a wooden sign hanging on the door, but couldn't see the words on it.But Xiaochun smelled a rusty smell.

Someone came out of the hut and went down the steps.When Xiaochun looked up, the visitor had already come close. It was a young man, holding a knife horizontally, carefully inspecting the cold blade, stood still, and stroked the blade with his index finger. Blood.The young man put his bleeding finger into his mouth without changing his expression, his eyes were bent, as if he was satisfied with joy.

"You can't put it in your mouth." Xiaochun yelled without thinking. She walked up to the boy and pulled his hand out of her mouth. Tight, "There are a lot of bacteria in the mouth. Putting the wound in the mouth not only can't stop the bleeding, but also makes it easy to get infected."

The eyes of the two met one place, and they both saw each other clearly.The boy had a round baby face, and his eyes were incredibly big, because Asians seldom have such big eye sockets. The eyeballs were like black hatching stones, and the upper and lower eyelashes were thick.He is not tall, but because of his long neck, he looks handsome and straight.He was wearing a sapphire blue sleeve, a dark gray undergarment, and a five-fold crease hakama.

The boy looked at Xiaochun in amazement, and Xiaochun also looked at him in amazement.

"Are you Japanese?" Xiaochun asked with staring eyes.

Just now Xiaochun bandaged the boy's wound, and the boy's knife fell into the mud. Now he held the handle of the knife and lifted the knife, Xiaochun turned and ran away.

"Wait." The boy said.He picked up the knife, made a habitual trick with the knife, put the knife into the sheath, and immediately went after Xiaochun.

Xiaochun panted heavily while running.It is said that she thinks day by day and dreams at night, and she can only blame her for researching too much information about Japan in the past two days.She glanced back, and was immediately frightened out of her wits, thinking to herself, "Why did that little dwarf come after you?"

Xiaochun had many dreams of being chased, and in the dreams she could not always run fast, just like now he is being grabbed by the collar of the boy, scrambling with both hands, and running in place.Xiaochun turned around and shook off the young man's hand, turned around and knelt down in front of the young man with a "thump", begging for mercy: "Little brother, oh no, strong man, please let me go! I have no money and no good looks. You can't sell it for much money, and it doesn't taste good if you kill me to eat meat. After thinking about it, I don't know you. It was just a lack of heart to help you wound up. I didn't offend you! Please let me go!"

The young man froze for a moment, then smiled and said: "What are you talking about! Although I was a little scared when Miss suddenly came up to bandage my wound, thank you very much! I'm Mr. Shimookita, who just came to Kyoto not long ago. , Miss..."

Xiaochun jumped up from the ground, clasped his fists at him and said, "Farewell." Then he turned and ran away.She thought to herself: "You are Okita Souji, and I am Saitoichi!"

This dream is getting more and more outrageous, so I have to wake up quickly.Pulling on her slippers, Xiao Chun ran into a forest, picked up a big tree with a thick trunk, and bumped into it. Her head was thrown back, and she remained still for a while, her eyes darkened, and she passed out.

After Xiaochun woke up, she felt a throbbing pain on her forehead. After the fever subsided, her body seemed to have been pulled out, weak and tired.She turned her head and saw a calendar hanging on the wall not far away. The past days were rolled up to the back, and today is a clear "7".

"Number 7?" Xiaochun wondered secretly, "I remember yesterday was the 24th, why did it suddenly jump to the 7th?" Looking around, she found that it was a Japanese-style room, and she was lying on a quilt spread on the tatami.At this time, the Zhangzimen door was opened from the outside, and a beautiful woman stepped in with a basin of water.The sunlight followed her into the room like a raging tide.The woman entered the house, knelt down again, closed the door, got up with the water basin, and walked to Xiaochun's bedside.

Xiaochun sighed, she didn't run away before she woke up from the dream.

Seeing Xiaochun's eyes wide open, the woman smiled softly and said, "Girl, are you awake?" She took off the cotton cloth towel from Xiaochun's forehead, wrung out a hot one from the basin, and put it on Xiaochun again. on the forehead.The cold fragrance of herbs came out from the gentle movements of her fingers.

"Thank you, ma'am." Xiaochun said weakly.

"My name is Ishida Haruyo, and I am a doctor. Girl, you were found unconscious in a forest not far away, and you were sent to my clinic by a passer-by." Chundai leaned down and said softly, "You His forehead was bruised badly, do you feel like vomiting?"

Ishida Harudao is in his 30s, wearing a dark gray groundless topknot, with no accessories or decorations all over his body, which is very classical and elegant.Her thin white skin is like fine silk, on which are painted thin willow-leaf eyebrows, a straight nose, and a touch of cherry red lips.

Xiaochun thought, I hit my head, otherwise I wouldn't be able to understand your language without knowing a word of Japanese, and let you understand my language.Hell.Chun Dai asked her if she felt sick, because she was afraid that she might have a concussion. "I don't feel like vomiting, Mrs. Chundai, thank you very much!" Xiaochun said, "I bumped my head, and my memory seems to be damaged. What year is this year?"

Chun Dai said: "From the perspective of Western medicine, there are many examples of bumping the head and affecting memory! However, please don't worry, you will recover slowly. This year, it will be Wenjiu three years."

Xiaochun retracted her mouth into the quilt, thinking, Wenjiu three years, that is 1863.

"Mrs. Harudai, the Mibu Roshi Group has started to maintain the law and order in Kyoto, right?" Xiaochun said.

"Oh," Chundai's smile faltered, "Yes." After a pause, he added: "Girl, after your body recovers, if you have nowhere to go, you can stay with me temporarily. After my husband passed away, I I live alone and run this clinic, many patients are old friends, sometimes I am too busy!"

So Xiaochun stayed in the Shitian Medical Center, helping out and doing some chores.Xiaochun observes that Ishida Haruyo is a well-educated woman with a simple life and not gorgeous clothes.Her medical skills are superb, she treats people very gently, and is respected by patients.The Ishida Medical Center is located at the very edge of Kyoto City, almost being squeezed out of the city, and it is a suburb in modern terms.The husband was also a doctor before his death, and the family with two doctors, the income is supposed to be not too bad, so instead of opening the clinic in the hinterland of Kyoto, but living in the outer suburbs, it is not good for oneself or others, I don’t know why.

On this day, Xiaochun went to the tailor shop to get Mrs. Chundai's quilt.It is not as modern as here, there are all kinds of transportation to go out, and the transportation basically depends on walking.It was almost evening when she came back.Walking quickly to the courtyard, I heard noisy cries, roars and laughter coming from inside.Xiaochun rushed in with a stride.In the courtyard in front of the corridor stood three rogue men with knives, half surrounded by two men in black feathers.Chun Dai lay reclined on the floor under the corridor, his body trembling twitching, suppressing his crying.

Xin Jianjin grabbed her wrists and pressed them on top of her head. Serizawa duck stepped on her right instep with one foot, leaned down and breathed alcohol and said, "Ma'am, can I live in tonight? Clothes will be fine." I brought them all, can I live in tonight?" Xin Jianjin and the three rogues laughed loudly.

Chapter 2

A rush of hot blood rushed to Xiaochun's forehead, she turned around and glanced at the ground, grabbed a small empty drawer containing herbs and threw it at Xin Jianjin, and picked up a flower pot, ready to throw it at Serizawa Duck.Although Xin Jianjin drank a lot of wine, he was a samurai with strong vigilance and flexibility. When a sudden sharp pain hit his back, he drew his knife out of its sheath instantly, clasped his hands and slashed backward.A gust of knife wind swept across Xiaochun's face, and the dark red blood was like tomato sauce squeezed out of the pocket, splashing a thin layer of blood mist.

Xinjian Jinfei kicked the flower pot to pieces, and kicked Xiao Chun with another kick in the chest.Xiaochun was kicked on the ground