[Sword Three] How to break the lady who is a technical emperor

So the strange talk is so over.

"Okita, let me tell you, Okita." Shinpachi sat lazily on the edge of the gate and called out.

"What?" Okita replied from the side.

"This kind of idle life really seems to be back in the countryside."

"Yes." Okita echoed from the side.

In a blink of an eye, half of the summer has passed, and the search still has no results.

"Let me tell you." After a long silence, Shinpachi said again, "What are Mr. Shannan and the others doing recently? I always feel mysterious."

"Who knows." Director Okita shrugged, "Anyway, it's all adults' business, not ours."

After his mood inexplicably settled down, he put away his previous appearance and returned to his daily state.

But these days are really boring.

In the afternoon of midsummer, the golden sun shone in the courtyard, cicadas were screaming on the trees, and the rockery and flowing water in front of the courtyard made rhythmic 'click' and 'click' sounds.

The sight was so sleepy.

"Hey, Okita." Shinpachi said suddenly, "Is there anything interesting recently?"

"Well, even if you ask me, I will..." Mr. Okita tilted his head and thought for a while, then clapped his hands and said, "Why don't we go play with the foreigners?"

"Hey, isn't martial law over there already?" Shinpachi said.

"Well," Director Okita shrugged indifferently, and said, "Can't you and I sneak in?"

"Sneak in..." Shinpachi folded his arms and nodded, suddenly looked at Okita and said with a smile, "I thought Okita would hate foreigners like Mr. Kondo and the others."

"Well..." Mr. Okita scratched the back of his head and said, "Actually, it's not that annoying..."

Unexpectedly, the girl's words reappeared in his heart, itching like a feather, his heart trembled suddenly when scratched, a little painful, a little itchy, but there were strands of sweetness lingering in it I can't get rid of it in my heart.

"Blindly resisting and rejecting is just to let the other party get more benefits. I would not do this kind of thing that hurts others and does not benefit myself." Director Okita couldn't help but said what she said Discourse, "Know the enemy and know yourself, and you can win a hundred battles."

"Although I don't know where you got it from." Shinpachi said, "But if Kondo and Mr. Hijikata find out about your words, you'll have to beat me up haha."

"Well," Okita recovered from his trance, he scratched the back of his head with a smile, "Then I have to trouble you to keep it secret."

"Tsk tsk..." Shinpachi walked around Okita a few times with his arms folded, nodding as he went around.

"What?" Okita asked with a guilty conscience after being scrutinized by him, forcing himself to be calm.

"Could it be that you have someone you like?" Shinpachi looked at him meaningfully, "You wouldn't show such a smirk in normal times."

"Hmm." Director Okita coughed pretendingly, "It's getting late, let's hurry up."

Shinpachi looked at him meaningfully for a long time before slowly walking away with him.

Shinpachi has always been a rough and fine person.And he especially likes gossip.

Recently, he noticed that Souji Okita's state was not quite right. At first, he paid attention to it as a friend, but after he found out that it was related to love, he turned into a full gossip mode.

At this moment, he was standing behind Okita Souji, touching his chin, admiring the boy's still red ears with relish.

Sure enough, will the IQ of people in love decrease? 0v0, I finally got the chance to tease this kid.

Of course, Shinpachi at this time would not have thought that the person on the arrest warrant would make Souji Okita lose his soul... When he knew it, it would be several chapters... Cough, a few months later thing.

While talking, the two came to the foreigner's area that was specially opened for foreigners since the arrival of foreigners.

Unlike most of the buildings in Japan that are dominated by wooden structures, the Western-style buildings in the foreigner's district are all small bungalows with gardens, well-proportioned, quiet and peaceful.The two teenagers seem to have slipped into a different world, and they feel extremely novel about everything around them.

"This is where foreigners live..." Shinpachi said happily.

"Well, sort of." Okita looked at all this, but the girl's voice when describing all this to him emerged in his mind.

The world that this girl had described to him, finally one day, he came here down-to-earth.

This feeling is very strange, obviously she is not here, but the distance to her seems to be a little closer, he watched all this carefully, confirming bit by bit with the description in his mind, if it is not the same as the description If it was bad, he felt very happy, but if there was a discrepancy, he was very worried. He subconsciously defended the girl in his mind, but he couldn't find a proper reason.For some reason, he felt that what the girl said was right, it was such a strange emotion.

The two of them shuttled between the bungalows as if they were elves who did not belong to this world, ah... the women here are dressed differently from the women over there. They have skirts that are so big and weird, and they look like Very cumbersome, with eyes and hair of different colors, speaking a language they can't understand a word, that language sounds much stranger than theirs, like the feeling between silk and beads, The former is supple and coherent, but the latter is crisp with a hint of rigidity.

Such brisk time ended for Okita when he passed by a house.

It was a voice that was engraved in his heart, but at this moment, that voice was speaking in a language that he couldn't understand, like a string of beads.

It's a lie... The boy thought in shock, how could it be...

But this is also normal, after all, they have searched almost the whole of Kyoto in the past few months, except that they did not go to the foreign area.

The flow of time suddenly slowed down, and the young man could almost hear his heart beating like a drum. His blood became hot with the unusual beating again and again, but it cooled down because of his feelings.

How is it possible...that person...that person is not...

Yeah...after all....we....

The questions that had been entangled in the boy's mind a few days ago were circulating in his mind again and again.

"Okita?" Shinpachi, who was walking in front, didn't notice the changes in Okita. When he realized that Okita hadn't followed, he turned around suspiciously, but unexpectedly found that Okita's face was pale. "What’s wrong with you?"

"...it's okay." Closing his eyes and forcing himself to forget this feeling, the boy replied calmly.

"Ahhh, we've had enough fun after talking about it for a long time." Shinpachi said, "Let's go back."

"Yeah." The young man nodded, the familiar voice was still speaking in a language he didn't understand in the bungalow, but it didn't matter anymore.

Even though every cell in his body was clamoring to climb over the courtyard wall to see if it was the person he thought, but Souji Okita clenched the handle of the knife, deeply suppressing this feeling.

It's not the best time yet, he said to himself, to wait until the truth comes out.

After all, he knows too little, and acting impulsively based on his voice will only bring misfortune to Mr. Shannan and the others. Since he came out to play at the beginning, let's stick to the end.

The two originally planned to walk back according to the route when they came in, but the sky didn't go with people's wishes. For some reason, the guards patrolling the foreigner's area suddenly changed their ways, and the two had to hide in a remote place and think about countermeasures.

"Oops." Shinpachi said in a low voice. "When I came here, I thought there would be no change, so I didn't leave a way out..."

"..." Director Okita calmly looked at the guard's new patrol method, looking for a breakthrough point, "Look carefully, maybe you can find a flaw." He said calmly.

Shinpachi looked up at him inadvertently, but was stunned by Okita's expression at this time.If Shannan was here, then he would have noticed that Okita Souji's expression at this time was almost exactly the same as Qingluo who was serious.

Maybe it's a subtle influence?

Qing Luo is a person who can subtly influence the people around her even if she does nothing.Unknowingly, he, Shannan Jingsuke, and Qingluo's six disciples were all changed by her. For example, Qingluo is like a catalyst, which can infinitely magnify a person's strengths or weaknesses. Some people benefit a lot from getting along with her, such as Okita Souji, such as Shannan Keisuke, such as Ah Ding and Aoba, but some people will fall into another emotion, such as Mika and Hirako.

After all, it's just human nature.

Mr. Okita quickly found the gap between the guards, and took Shinpachi and left the foreigner's area quietly.

"Ah, Okita!" Shinpachi clapped his hands suddenly and said. "I remembered, tomorrow is the Menglan Basin Festival!"

"Meng Lan Basin Festival?" Okita repeated in surprise, "Ah... so it's about the same time."

"So, so," Xin Yachi said excitedly, "How about we go have a good time then?"

"Okay." Okita Souji agreed casually.

Foreigner District Consulate

"Report to Mr. Smith," said a guard entering the room, "we found nothing."

"Then change it back." Smith said, he was a man with piercing eyes, and there was unquestionable determination and bravery in his blue eyes.After the guard left, he said to another man in the room, "How? I changed the order of the guards according to your method, but I still haven't found anything."

"No, that's not right." The other man was a little thinner than Smith, with a huge aquiline nose and a pale face because he didn't see the sun all year round. His eyes were dark green. Hearing Smith's words, he was very anxious Said, "There's nothing wrong with that, my inmates in Japan should have told me..."

"Sir," Smith couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm at the corners of his eyes and brows. He is a staunch atheist, and he can't help showing a hint of contempt for people in the Spiritual Association, "You know, this is a scientific Times. Without any obvious evidence, we cannot justly believe other people's, perhaps nonsense, theories."

"Well, Mr. Smith," the other man's expression calmed down, and he countered, "how do you explain the mechas that are parading in Kyoto now? If the Japanese find a way to mass-produce them ..."

"So what?" Smith said coldly, "Since our aircraft cannons are effective against you, they are still effective against those inexplicable things."

He stood up and walked out, turned around suddenly when he was about to leave, "Find the girl on the wanted list and bring her to me."