How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

For Fukuji Sakurachi, when she met Fushin Yano, she once again experienced the cruelty of war.

Not referring to her parents sending her to the battlefield, but her ability to "reset to zero".

Comrade Mishima once mentioned it a few months ago, but she did not expect that she would actually appear on the battlefield a few months later.

That almost god-given ability is simply a priceless treasure that attracts countless people to scramble for it.

Fortunately, Mishima and her father shielded her from coveting from inside.

Thinking of the women, children and children he had to torture and execute because of the order of the state, Fukuji Sakurachi couldn't help feeling a little comforted.

At least this immature and fresh little cherry blossom did not wither and decay because of the battlefield.

Yes, little cherry blossoms.

He called Fengxin Yano the soft and beautiful cherry blossom in his hometown, which blooms delicately and beautifully, which is a unique kind of surprise.

It is the brilliance of life that he cherishes and cherishes, the supreme treasure that cannot be declared.

Back then, he invited Sakura to join the "Hound Dog" but was rejected, so he simply pushed her secretly to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

This department, which has not been established for a long time, has the authority specially approved by the state, and is a secret department that can override laws and rules to a certain extent.

It couldn't be better to put the little cherry blossoms there.

He knew Natsume Soseki because another old friend in the army entrusted this gentleman to pick up Sakura.

Among them is his secret help.

Fukuchi Sakura was speechless, standing silently in the corner watching the other party take Fengxin Yaye away.

Take away the little cherry blossoms, let her stay away from the dishonorable shadows, and let her bloom in the light and sunshine to her heart's content.

And he will bear the ideals and beliefs that the world cannot understand, and walk alone in silence, even if the road ahead is tortuous and bleak, he will not be afraid.

Even if he fails unfortunately, his only treasure will not be implicated.

Therefore, for that unacceptable idea in the world, he will gamble everything else he has, and do his best to practice "the annihilation of the country".

Regarding the "five declines of heaven and man", it was Mishima-kun's vague idea, but he just took over and perfected it and practiced it.

Even if she parted ways with Fa Xiao, even if she ran counter to the original intention of "Hound Dog", even...even Sakura remained silent.

He knows that the defect of the beauty of the body does not exist, that is, such a perfect system cannot be tolerated in the world.

No one recognizes, no one understands, and no one walks side by side.

Fortunately, he doesn't need other people's approval and understanding, he just asks Sakura not to draw his sword at him.

However, everything in the world is often contrary to personal ideals.

The tragicomedy of life is at odds.

Even if he evaded in every possible way, Sakura was still involved in the plan of "Five Decays of Heaven and Man".

She has come to retrieve the pages.

Fukuchi Sakurachi looked at Fushin Yano who held a saber on the opposite side with a cold expression, and couldn't help but remain silent.

Why, why don't even you agree with such a concept?

Just like the beauty of mourning that withered silently, the sharp edge of the knife was deeply engraved in his heart.

It is a complete denial of the idea of ​​intolerance, a rule against rebellion and crime.

And he is the guilty person judged by the rules in his heart.

Sin, extremely evil.

"The so-called way of heaven is evil and not evil. Accumulate benevolence and conduct cleanly, endure hardships and hardships, and persevere. However, loyalty and filial piety are not tolerated in the world, violence is unrelenting, and gangsters run rampant to die."

"In this way, I am a foolish layman, and I am willing to choose the way of the treacherous and sycophant of the world with a heart of ice and iron bones."

The perseverance that should have been unshakable seems to have shaken.

Intensified until it crumbled.

Fukuchi Sakurachi's expression suddenly relaxed, and the magic knife Yu Yuqian in her hand lost the strength to hold it in an instant.

The sword light was sharp, and the icy cold light that appeared was frighteningly bright.

The saber in Fushin Yano's hand pierced straight into Fukuji Sakurachi's heart, which made her startled.

Why, he chose to give up fighting back?

She can really hold out for a while, but if she delays for more than a day, she will definitely lose.

So why?Let the saber in her hand pierce her heart when she can win?

Shocked, Fushin Yano let go of the handle of the saber, allowing it to be inserted into Fukuchi Sakurachi's heart.

She watched Fukuji Sakurachi draw out her saber with complicated eyes, and fell to the ground unsteadily.

Fengxin Yano wanted to say something but found that his words were dry and unable to speak.

"...Why don't you use Yu Yuqian's space-time ability?"

Why did he choose to be stabbed by her?

Fukuchi Sakurachi ignored the blood gurgling from his heart, he was panting, and he seemed to have aged a lot in a few breaths.

He didn't answer this question directly, but looked at Fengxin Yaye standing in front of him with precious eyes.

"There is turmoil in the world, I would rather use treacherous ways to interpret justice that cannot be tolerated, even if it is not understood."

Fearless, so fearless.

Fukuchi Sakura paused for a moment, and took out a string of old braided bracelets from his pocket with some difficulty.

He looked nostalgicly at the somewhat damaged cherry blossoms at the end of the bracelet, then slowly stretched out his hand and passed the bracelet over.

"But, you are on the opposite side of me."

Fengxin Yaye took it in a daze, and his gaze shifted to this string of bracelets a little bit.

This was a gift from Fukuji Sakurachi nearly ten years ago, before the end of the power war.

To comfort her who just lost her parents.

It was originally lost when the enemy broke through the military base, but it was unexpectedly found by Fukuji Sakurachi and preserved until now.

Her mood became complicated in an instant, and she didn't know how to treat Fukuji Sakurachi for a while.

She knows the concept that Fukuchi Sakurachi practices, but she doesn't fully accept it.

The annihilation of a country in order to put an end to war is itself full of countless things to criticize.

What he did can't be simply attributed to the different principles he upholds. It can even be said that she doesn't know what the beacon in Fukuji Sakurachi's eyes is for the time being.

But those words just now are clearly...

The guideposts of Fukuchi Sakurachi are Mr. Mishima and her.

Knowing this, Fushin Yano looked at the wordless tombstone standing quietly not far away.

The silent look seemed to have a panoramic view of everything that happened just now but was silent.

Mr. Mishima is dead, but she has not known it for many years.

Fukuji Sakurachi, Fukuji Genichiro, why are they so obsessed with this?

She clenched the bracelet tightly, her thoughts slightly confused.

It shouldn't be like this...

Fukuchi Sakura looked at Fushin Yano with gentle eyes, and wanted to say something more, but opened her mouth but coughed up a large amount of blood.

With a slightly tired face, he touched the knife marks on his chest and let his body fall backwards.

Fushin Yano immediately reacted and reached out to use the supernatural power, but Fukuji Sakurachi stopped her.

He grasped Fuxin Yano's wrist, and pointed to the bracelet with some difficulty, wanting her to wear it.

Fuxin Yano, who was prevented from using supernatural powers to rescue her, suppressed the look in her eyes, and obediently put the bracelet on her hand.

A little small, but still fit.

Fukuchi Sakurachi no longer had the energy to speak, his eyes began to slack, and he tried his best to show a final smile to Fushin Yano.

Relief, tolerance, and a hint of relief.

He closed his eyes and dropped his hands limply.

As Mishima said——

"I didn't hear any sound after that, it was lonely..."

Fushin Yano stood on the spot silently for a long time, hands clenched tightly, unable to make a decision, wondering whether he should revive him against Fukuchi Sakurachi's wishes.

The sun has set to the west.

In the end, she lifted Fukuchi Sakurachi's cold body, pinned the general sword and Yu Yuqian around his waist, and walked out of the cemetery step by step.

……

Regardless of what Fukuchi Sakurachi was like during his lifetime, he is the spiritual leader of the army after all.

Therefore, every anniversary of his death, there are one after another people who come to mourn at the memorial service, including politicians, soldiers, and ordinary people, and it usually lasts for more than a day or two.

"Hound Dog" stopped all tasks in the past two days and was responsible for the order in the field.

But what they mourned was only the clothes tomb, and the real cemetery was not there.

In a deserted garden.

In front of Fukuchi Sakurachi's tombstone is a jar of wine that he likes to drink on weekdays.

There was no sound, except for the rustling of the leaves in the wind.

The tombstones of Fukuchi Sakurachi and Mr. Mishima look at each other, just like they did in life, they will both hurt each other and fight side by side as comrades-in-arms.

Fengxin Mino knelt and sat in the pavilion inside the two tombstones, with an open jar of wine in front of him.

She poured a cup, savoring the spicy feeling silently, without saying a word.

In the garden, there is silence.