[Comprehensive] Can I go to your house for an interview?

How suspicious the person is, thinking that even if it is a thief, I have to follow him home to have a look, maybe I can dig out some sad stories.

It would be even better if it was a poor boy who secretly met the oiran!

You must know that Ryoko stubbornly wants to find someone to interview in Hanami Koji, just to bring this episode of the program a kind of romance unique to the end of Ukiyo-e.

And this kind of romance, for Ryoko Nishijima, "The Last Oiran" is more romantic than "The Last Samurai".

Of course, many times the two will be tied together.

If you can meet the samurai at the end of the Bakumura related to the oiran, this kind of combination full of strong charm of the times, it would be wonderful!

So, it was hard for her to catch someone in this flower street full of stories, how could she let him go!

As soon as Ryoko was sure that the man was hiding in the alley beside her, she straightened her hair a little bit, and was about to go in and ask politely.

But before she could go in, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a group of warriors with swords rushing towards her.

They were aggressive, and when they saw Ryoko, they asked if they saw any suspicious people. Ryoko shook his head and said no, so they continued to move forward without any doubt.

"They've gone far away, you're safe." After confirming that they had left, Ryoko Nishidao walked into the alley and asked in a kind tone, "What... I think I saved your life, right?"

"..." The person hiding in the alley did not speak.

"As for me, I'm doing a live broadcast. If possible, can you let me follow you to your house? As a reward for saving your life? It shouldn't be a loss to you, right?"

Because the alley was very dark and there were many debris piled up, Liangzi could only approach carefully step by step, for fear of tripping over something.

"..."

"!!!"

The people in the alley still didn't answer.

After a burst of blinding white light, Ryoko Nishijima was forced to stop.

Although her eyes couldn't see clearly, Ryoko felt a chill on her neck.

Hey, hey, isn't it?

Didn't she save this man's life?If you don't agree to the interview, you don't agree to the interview. What the hell is suddenly facing her with swords?It is not a glorious thing to kill a life-saving benefactor!

"I...I understand! Since you don't intend to be interviewed by me...then excuse me..."

Greedy for life and afraid of death, Liang Zijiang raised his hands and took a step back with a sneer, not wishing that he would somehow become a ray of fragrant soul under the knife.

"!!!"

But the person holding the sharp blade had no intention of letting Ryoko escape. The moment she noticed that Ryoko started to retreat, the sharp blade in her hand also stabbed forward.

"Eh?!!!"

The full moon in the sky peeked out from the clouds at this moment, and Liangzi saw the cold light of the knife tip clearly, and couldn't help crying out.

She is the intern reporter of Chaos TV Station, Ryoko Nishijima.

Successfully interviewed the ghost queen who can eat people, but will die at the hands of a desperado? !

"Swinging a knife at a weak girl is not what a samurai should do."

Just when Ryoko Nishijima closed her eyes in despair, the knife that stabbed her throat disappeared.

Instead, a handsome man in a red shirt appeared in front of her.

The man threw himself at Ryoko, he stretched out his arms to hug Ryoko, circled twice in the gauze-like moonlight, and protected her behind him.

"Are you okay?" the man asked sideways.

"It's okay, thank you—" Ryoko couldn't react.

She didn't know where this man came from.

She had obviously looked around, but there was no one there. Could it be that this person fell from the sky?

"Don't you feel ashamed? Knife thief." After confirming that Liangzi was safe, the man turned to the person hiding in the alley and asked in a serious voice, "You still have the shame of being a samurai for stealing other people's swords." What?! What do you think you are! There is no one in this world who is more suitable to use me than that lord!"

"!!!" The person hiding in the shadows still didn't speak.

Ryoko poked her head out and noticed that the sword that was originally held in the man's hand had disappeared.

Although the man was still in the gripping position, his hands kept trembling. After a few seconds of being stunned, he suddenly clenched his fists, as if he was about to rush forward to be tough.

"Miss, please close your eyes." The man standing in front of Ryoko smiled and challenged, "Don't open them until I count from one to ten!"

"Okay!" Even though she didn't know what the situation was, Ryoko still followed the man's instructions. In order to prevent herself from peeking, she even covered her eyes with her hands.

"Then... 1—2—3—"

"All right."

Ryoko only counted to three, and the man had already ended the fight.

Ryoko opened her eyes in disbelief, and happened to see the scene where the man retracted his knife and turned around, and the villain slowly fell down.

In this scene, the word "handsome" is amazing!

"Excellent——" Liangzi couldn't help stretching out his hands and applauding lightly, with admiration in his eyes, "Thank you sir for saving your life! Still don't know what your name is?"

"Me?" The man was a little surprised, but he still smiled and answered Ryoko's question, "Izumi Mori Kanesada."

"So, Mr. Izumi Mori Kanesada, can I go with you to your house for an interview?"

Ryoko Nishijima's nympho passed quickly, and after confirming her personal safety, she remembered her work content again.

Ryoko showed full sincerity, she smiled and stretched out her hand, her eyes full of expectation.

"It's not something I can decide." Although Izumi Mori Kanesada responded in this way, he still smiled and held Ryoko's hand, "However, you can ask my master. Take me there, and he may agree to you ..."

"Master? What master..."

Before Ryoko could finish her question, the handsome man in front of her disappeared with the moonlight covered by clouds.

At the same time, she had an extra knife in the hand that was holding Izumi Mori Kanesada.

Although Ryoko Nishijima did not study swords, she felt that this sword was not extraordinary just by holding it.

"Mr. Izumi Mori Kanesada is Fusangshin?"

Ryoko asked about the sharp blade in his hand, but he didn't give any response.

"Where is he--"

"Quick! This assassination operation cannot fail!"

Although Izumi Mori Kanesada didn't answer Ryoko, she heard other voices.

From the sound of those footsteps, it should be the group of people who were fooled by her.

"Hurry up, he doesn't have a knife in his hand!"

"That's really a once-in-a-century opportunity!"

Ryoko Nishijima didn't go out hastily, hiding in the dark alley, she only eavesdropped on the conversation of the group of people, trying to figure out what's going on now.

Didn't they come looking for you?No wonder you have no gratitude for me.

Ryoko Nishijima glanced back at the person who was stunned by Izumi Mori Kanesada in the alley.

However, they said that the person they wanted to assassinate did not have a sword, so they might be Mr. Izumi Mori Kanesada's master.

Ryoko is still waiting to interview this Mr. Samurai, but he cannot be assassinated here!

Thinking of this, Ryoko quickly took off the clogs on her feet and followed them quietly, preparing to return Izumi Mori Kanesada if necessary, hoping to get the opportunity to interview Mr. Samurai's house.

"Are you looking for me?"

Just when Ryoko was concentrating on following the assassins, an extremely icy voice sounded from behind her.

Ryoko shivered in fright.

She turned her head abruptly, and what she saw was a man with white hair and red eyes.

He stood in the middle of the road, wearing a forehead protector, and dressed in light onion-colored haori with mountain patterns stained with blood.His expression was stern, like a Rakshasa, and he held a bloody rib in his hand.

"Hijikata Toshisan, you dare to come out by yourself!" The few people in front of Ryoko turned their heads, and the leader looked like he was gnashing his teeth.

"There seems to be something wrong with his appearance!" Some of the assassins felt timid.

"What are you afraid of! There are so many of us!" The leader roared, "Take off his head! Avenge Mr. Ito!"

There were about six or seven assassins in this group, and each of them held a sharp knife in their hands. Following the angry cry of the leader, they raised their swords and rushed towards the man behind Liangzi.

The assassins didn't pay attention to Ryoko, and walked right past her.

Hijikata Toshisan, who was surrounded by the crowd, was not panicked, and even dealt with the assassins who came together with ease.

It's just that the ribs in his hands are not suitable for fighting, and Hijikata Toshisan couldn't give them a fatal blow.

"Miss, the sword in your hand seems to have been dropped, I wonder if it can be returned?" Hijikata Toshizo noticed Izumi Mori Kanesada in Ryoko's hand, and asked in the midst of the battle.

"Are you Mr. Izumi Mori Kanesada's master?" Although this seems to be the only situation at the moment, Ryoko still wants to confirm.

"Miss actually knows Izumi Mori Kanesada?" Hijikata Toshizo was a little surprised, then nodded, "That's right, I am Hijikata Toshizo, Izumi Mori Kanesada's master."

At this time, Hijikata Toshizo was surrounded by the assassins, and Ryoko couldn't break through the encirclement to hand him the knife, so he could only hop around outside the encirclement on tiptoe, looking for a suitable opportunity to return the knife in his hand.

"Then, Hijikata-san, you're done—"

Seeing the moment when the other party made a collective attack, the leaping Ryoko quickly threw out Izumi Mori Kanesada.

What happened next was somewhat beyond Ryoko's imagination.

She didn't see clearly how this man named Hijikata Toshisan used his knife, but only knew that when she regained consciousness, all the men who wanted to assassinate him fell to the ground and turned into dead bodies.

"Thank you miss—"

Under Ryoko's surprised expression, Hijikata Toshizo, who was intact, had already withdrawn his knife and thanked him.

Issue 002: In Flowers