[Thin Sakura Ghost] Tongqi

***Assassination of Ryoma ([-])***

It was the middle of November in the third year of Qingying, and the evening wind was blowing on the cheeks and it was chilly.

I let go of my hand and grabbed my shoulder, pursed my lips lightly, and said, "It's better to prepare early than to miss the opportunity. I will guard it with you tonight."

Hearing what I said, Senior Ishikawa forced a smile with the corners of his mouth: "Are you still willing to help me?"

Are you still willing to help me?I was stunned, and smiled: "Not only to help you, but also to help Ryoma. What's more...you are my brother."

——He is my elder brother, and it was he who handed me over to a man worthy of my entrustment for the rest of my life at the wedding.

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Unlike what Ishikawa-senpai remembered, Ryoma and his friends moved forward from the 15th to the 14th, a whole day.I trotted along with Senior Ishikawa, and when I got to the door, I met the chief executive who had come back from a walk.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" The chief executive looked very curious, and when his eyes fell on the saber at Senior Ishikawa's waist, his eyes narrowed habitually, revealing a hint of danger.

Too bad, Senior Ishikawa never wears a sword in the camp.I took a step to the left, trying to block Senior Ishikawa's saber with my body, and said to the chief with a smile, "I'll be back in a while."

Unexpectedly, before the words fell, the chief over there grabbed my wrist and dragged me to his side, "Hey, let me tell you, is it really okay to just fool me like this?" When he said this , staring blankly at Senior Ishikawa, extremely dangerous.I twisted my wrist and tried to break free, but the chief turned his head and stared at me, his eyes full of hostility.

"Aren't you going to discuss it with Mr. Hijikata?" he asked.

My heart tightened suddenly, but after the director's hand was slightly released, I immediately broke away and took a step back, "It's not a big deal, I'm just going for a while, and I'll be back soon."

"Hey, Hijikata-san will be worried if you do that."

I bit my lip and walked up to give the chief executive a hug. After letting go, I smiled and said, "Director, will you keep it secret for me? I'll be back in a while."

"What if he lied to me?" The chief executive rested his hand lazily on my shoulder, "I don't know how to explain to Mr. Hijikata."

"I never lie to the chief executive." I smiled and gently pushed the chief executive's chest, looking into his eyes, "Then, in this short time, please ask the chief executive to take good care of Hijikata Toshisan for me."

The general manager didn't stop me and Ishikawa-senpai again, but I stepped up and tried to keep up with Ishikawa-senpai's footsteps.Walking through the familiar streets, every plant and tree seems to have been engraved in my mind. The nervousness during the street patrol, the teasing each other during the rest, and the scenes are all in my mind like a picture. flashed in my mind.

The night is quiet, with occasional meowing of cats, adding vitality to the solitude.The surrounding air became more and more humid and cold, and it didn't take long for a light rain to fall. The raindrops were small, but the cold temperature reached the bone marrow.I wiped the raindrops off my face, growing uneasy, this is not a good sign.

I quickened my pace, but when Senior Ishikawa and I arrived outside the Omi house, the empty room and the shadows of swords and swords on the second floor under the candlelight tensed my nerves for a moment.Before I had time to think too much, I pulled out my knife and rushed in.

The moment I was about to go up the stairs, a man came out with a knife and stopped me.I tried my best to resist his attack with the knife, tripped on my foot, and almost fell.I was distracted and glanced at it, and the "thing" that tripped me was actually a man who had been cut down, and there was no sound at this time.

"Damn it!" I yelled and threw my kick at the man who was blocking me, but unlike what I expected, he just staggered a step and slashed at me again.

"Bah"

The sound of the cold weapon piercing the body, the figure of Senior Ishikawa appeared in front of my eyes at that moment.He is holding my sword tightly in his hand, and the blade has already sunk deeply into this man's chest.

"I don't have time to dawdle with this kind of guy." He said as he drew out his sword and handed it to me, took out a white mask from his pocket and put it on his head, then rushed to the second floor.I didn't have time to think about anything, so I went straight to the second floor in two steps.

Under the dim candlelight, it is difficult to distinguish friend from foe.I only know Ryoma among the guys fighting.

"Ryoma!" I yelled.

But obviously this effect was not good, did not hear Ryoma's response, but provoked the attacker's attack.Block the attack, strike back... my unfamiliar knife skills gradually recovered, I held the knife in my right hand, and pulled out my ribs with my left hand to resist the attack.

Almost all of them were strangers. When the light flickered, I saw that Ryoma's knife was only an inch out of its sheath, barely blocking the attack of the man in front of him.And the warm yellow light shone on his face, thick donated blood kept dripping down, across his cheeks, along the line of his neck, staining the fabric of his clothes red.

"Ryoma!" I rushed forward regardless of others, and my left arm was cut open with a thud.

There is no time left.I squeezed my ribs tightly with my backhand and slashed at the man who attacked me, and rushed straight to Ryoma.

When I swung the knife to look at the man's head, he moved away.He turned his head slightly, the candlelight was jumping and burning in his eyes, these eyes full of hostility clearly belonged to the man named Saburo Sasaki.

"Oh? Shinsengumi?" He sneered and avoided my knife, a red light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, I swung my knife again, but he avoided me one after another.Until Ryoma's weak voice came from behind, "Tong."

I turned around to support Ryoma, only to see that his body was covered with blood, and I couldn't tell where he was injured.The only thing that was certain was that there was an obvious wound on his forehead, and even with the naked eye, it was known to be a serious injury.

"It's me." I replied, but my hand was tightly holding the handle of the knife.In the battle just now, Saburo Sasaki did not gain his reputation in vain. If Okita Souji is said to be a genius in swordsmanship, this guy is deadly with a sword, sinister and vicious.

"Ha, I thought I was going to die." Ryoma laughed, and a stream of blood immediately flowed down the arc of his smile. I frowned, "Ryoma, stop talking."

"Ah. It's true... I'm a little tired." He put his hand on his forehead, "The head was split."

Before I could answer him, Saburo Sasaki had already hacked over from the dark place. We were attacked from three sides, so we had no choice but to face his attack to stop Sasaki Sasaburo and the man on the other side, and use our bodies to block the attack of the third party.But the expected pain didn't hit, I looked back in surprise, Ryoma was lying behind me, his brows were tightly frowned because of the pain.

"Ryoma..." I yelled and ended the man on the left with a knife, then turned around and swung Sasaki Sasaburo again.Turning around, he supported Ryoma's gradually limp body.