[Thin Sakura Ghost] Tongqi

It has been three days since Ryoma left. I don't know where he is now or what kind of mood he and the uncle are looking at at this time, but I guess the sky they see is similar.

Saying goodbye to Ryoma was probably the most difficult decision I've made in a while.But to be honest, I consider myself a person who is neither too sentimental nor too impulsive, and being able to bid farewell to him with my feelings for him and tell him to have a good journey really makes my life easier now.At the same time, I also boarded in the testing hall.

Isamu Kondo's daughter Qiongzi grew up very fast, and it was obvious that she was a little different from a few days ago in just a few days.I often play with her when I have nothing to do, smell the milky smell on her body and think about nothing.

"Oh, stop crying."

I leaned against the door and raised my head. Mr. Okita was holding the child in his arms. He calmed Qiongzi, who was crying for some reason, very skillfully. After a while, he suppressed the cry of the child, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Mr. Okita, these days, I often see him playing with the children on the street at the entrance of the test hall, and sometimes I see him like a king of children bullying a few little kids who always play the underworld on the street, but Being able to get so close to a baby in such a tacit understanding, what kind of charm does this man exude.

"Hey, Tong. Have you heard of it? Babies can see the color of a person's soul."

"Is that so?" My eyes lingered between Okita Souji and Qiongzi, remembering the ghost stories I often heard in school that said that the eyes of babies can cross the boundary between humans and ghosts. Head, said: "I seem to have heard something similar."

"What kind of us do you think she can see?" Okita Souji said while patting Qiongzi's back.

I thought for a while, thinking of Okita Souji's smile when we first met, and said: "Okita-kun's words are probably yellow."

"Huh? Yellow? Is it an uncomfortable khaki?"

I waved my hand in a hurry, and the movement was too big and I hit the door with a soft sound. Qiongzi's little arm moved, as if there was a sign of waking up.Mr. Okita made a gesture to silence me, and then coaxed Qiongzi for a long time, then put the sleeping child on the mattress, covered him with a quilt, and led me to the courtyard.

"Why is it khaki?" He looked a little displeased, "I don't like such a dirty color."

"It's not khaki." I said, "It should be a warm yellow that is more golden, but it's not golden. It's hard to say. It's the color of autumn leaves? It's very warm."

"It's really a vague description." Mr. Okita raised his right hand, put his palm on his temple and closed his eyes, while his left hand was helplessly spread out, "Well, it's an accurate answer, what about you? What color are you? "

"Me?" I shook my head to show that I hadn't thought about this question. I'm a fan of the authorities. Maybe I'm the one who can't answer this question. There will always be deviations in self-examination. I'm just an ordinary person, more or less Participate in it without leaving a trace of your own hopes.

"Then what about Mr. Hijikata?" Chief Director Okita said suddenly, and then he said unhurriedly as if asking himself a question, "Is it black, so a dull person must be black."

Black, I thought about it and found it very reasonable, but when I expressed my absolute agreement, I saw Hijikata Toshizo frowning at the corner, with a gloomy black air all over his body.

"Boss, the students are waiting at the dojo. What are you doing here?" Hijikata Toshizo said this in a very flat tone, not questioning but affirming what he was doing here, with a bit of reprimand.

"Oh, let's talk about colors." Souji Okita was not frightened at all, but instead smiled narrowly, "Mr. Hijikata knows, things like souls."

Hearing this, Toshizo Hijikata frowned deeper, and said, "What a mess." He glared at me but didn't say anything. If you stick out your tongue, you've messed with someone you shouldn't be messing with.

"It's really boring." Okita Souji stretched a lot, then yawned and waved his hands and left.

"Hey, where are you going?" Hijikata Toshizo asked immediately.

"Dojo." Director Okita didn't even turn his head.

Now that's all right, I'm the only one who suffers when Mr. Okita leaves.Sure enough, Hijikata Toshisan squinted at me with a noble and glamorous look, and a smell of dislike for me.

"Color?" He crossed his arms and asked with a sneer.

"Yes, color." I replied.He always looks very serious when he is with everyone, but he will look different when he is with Isamu Kondo, just like now, a proud but childish side.Anyway, this kind of him puts me at ease.

Hijikata Toshisan didn't speak, but sat down in the corridor, patted the floor for me to sit down too, I nodded and followed, wondering if this guy wanted to chat with me?

"I'm black?" he asked.

"Hmm... I didn't think about it."

"Where's the dragon horse?"

"Ryoma?" I recalled how Ryoma was bathed in the sun, and said without thinking, "White."

"White."

I nodded with certainty, but Hijikata Toshizo suddenly laughed, shaking his head while laughing, because he heard a very funny joke.

"That man should be white, he is not a simple person." He said that.

I turned my head to look at Hijikata Toshizo's eyes and laughed: "It's white. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, so many colors are superimposed to make white. He is such a color, complex but still very pure. "

"..." Hijikata Toshisan was silent for a while, and then said slowly, "Disgusting."

"I feel disgusting so I won't tell you." I made a gesture to leave, but Hijikata Toshisan didn't intend to stop me at all, and he stopped me when I was about to turn around and walk to another room.

"And black? What color is it made of?"

"Black, black eats all the colors." I turned around and said, Hijikata Toshizo seemed very satisfied when he heard the answer, anyway, he smiled happily, and I was also very happy, and walked along the corridor for a while , but saw Achang across the corridor hugging Isamu Kondo from behind, his eyes were red, and Isamu Kondo looked even more in a dilemma.

"Ah Chang, I'm sorry."

"Don't go, don't go to Kyoto."

"I'm sorry." Isamu Kondo said as he broke away Ah Chang's hands that were encircling him, and strode away, leaving Ah Chang alone to cry.

I hid quietly, Ah Chang is a very strong woman, at least from the first time we met until now I have never seen her cry.As a result, I thought about it a bit more, and decided to pretend that I didn't know about it and leave, letting her vent her pressure and emotions.

I hurried to the dojo, only to see Isamu Kondo was already inside, and a bunch of people crowded in front of him to listen to what he announced.I leaned over and listened to some sporadic things, probably about the Langshi team, entering the capital, guarding the general and so on.

"Finally I have a chance to show it!" The big man next to me hugged me so hard that my arms hurt so badly, I struggled but couldn't move at all, I looked up and saw Shinpachi Yongcura smiling all over Big face, damn it!I lifted my knee and kicked someone in the crotch.

"what------!!!"

The screams lingered for three days.