[Hakuouki Doujin] The Tide of Fallen Leaves

No one can be saved, no one can be saved, if anything.

On that night of torrential rain, he watched the woman weeping in despair, drenched in the rain pouring from the top of her head, and unwilling to leave even a single step.

She muttered, even though everyone was looking at her at the time, she couldn't take that step, even if it was only a centimeter.

Because, at that time, she was just an elusive him.

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At the end of the shogunate, Wenjiu was three years old.

Early spring, no, in fact, it should be the end of winter, and the street is still a vast expanse of white snow. Nueno gathered his hands in his sleeves, thankful that he had added more than one piece of clothing temporarily, and that he bought it from a foreigner in Yokohama before. The warm long clothes, although a bit nondescript, but the focus is on function, as long as it is warm, everything is fine.

Seeing that the snowflakes outside the eaves were about to fall bigger and bigger, Nue Ye's face darkened, feeling a little powerless in his current situation.I just came out to buy some small things, and I was going to continue to rely on the hoarded miscellaneous grains to survive the rest of the cold days. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

What to do...why didn't you take out the wooden knife together?This way I won't be bored... Looking at this "grand event" that no one dared to squeeze over under the eaves, it is probably because of my strange clothes, but the remaining space is just right for practicing basic postures... Why? Forgot the knife?

He was still troubled, but his body was already proficiently swaying his steps, and he began to slide, move his feet, and step his feet. On the other side, Nueno's upper body was still holding his chest straight and worried.

It’s okay to say that this guy is a martial idiot. When he first came into contact with this sport, he devoted all his time to it crazily. There is a faint tendency to keep up with his master.

Doing the math, Nueno has been in contact with this sport for almost 12 years. He has been in contact with this sport since he was eight years old, and now he is 20 years old. He has become a substitute teacher three years ago and began to guide the students in the dojo. Of course, for those who practice The enthusiasm still hasn't faded.

As a result of practicing fanatically by myself until the end, the people who were already avoiding it were even more afraid of it. At the beginning, no one even dared to hide in the snow under the nearby eaves, and Nue Ye didn’t care. Simulating the situation, he stretched out his hand to hold the knife, oh oh, the enemy swung down, dodge sideways!

After a while, when the snowflakes gradually grew to the size of a little finger, someone finally couldn't get used to someone "monopolizing" and rushed directly to the eaves on Nue's side, took a deep breath, and went Taking a selfie of the snow on his shoulders, taking off the bamboo hat, shaking off the snow, and looking at the snowflakes in the sky with a sad face.

Some guy in a frenzy continues his movement.

It is said that after the man hid under the eaves, he finally felt a little relieved, and only then did he have the heart to observe the abnormal situation beside him. After finding out what the other party was doing, his eyes showed surprise at first, and then he stared at Nueno with admiration. With a neat movement, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Sir, what's the matter?" Although he didn't face here, Nueno still felt the interested gaze of the other party, took a moment to glance over, as a greeting.

"It's okay, I just think your posture is very good." The voice of the man spoke with a touch of admiration, and the voice was low-pitched. Nueno felt that this person should usually speak dignifiedly.

"If you show up in Kyoto with a sword, and dress like this again..." Nueno's voice continued the conversation without any confusion as he continued to wield the sword. "Are you the remaining ronin?"

"Yes." Hearing that, the man shivered, "Toshizo Hijikata, may I ask your name?"

"Nueno Ha." Nueno Ha suddenly lowered his body and sprinted forward for a while before Nueno replied.

"Neiye? Please give me your advice." After bowing rigorously, Hijikata looked at it for a while before asking, "May I ask which sect you are from? After looking for a long time, I still can't identify it."

"Normal." Turning around quickly, Nueno fixed his eyes on the man's throat, and suddenly threw out a hand, stabbing straight at the man, and the man turned sideways without any hesitation, dodging the blow, "Because I have no martial arts. "

"..." Hijikata frowned and looked at the hand around his neck. Although he dodged it subconsciously, but... "What do you want?" Just now I definitely felt a passing murderous aura.

"Ah," still without the slightest ups and downs, the two looked at each other with somewhat indifferent faces, "Since we are waiting for the snow under the eaves together, why don't we just come and compete?"

At this time, the two carefully looked at each other's appearance for the first time, and then Nueno smiled, "Ah, if you spoil the delicate Hijikata, you will probably be killed by Yoshiwara's children, right?" The awe-inspiring temperament just now All of a sudden, there was nothing left, and the relaxed face made Tufang startled.

"what?"

"It's okay." Nueno shrugged his shoulders, "It's just that the name of 'Mr. Hijikata' has been heard in Yoshihara recently..."

Seeing the other party's indifferent look, a habitual puff of anger rose from his chest, and Hijikata, who almost didn't yell, held back and just repeated two words: "Yoshihara?"

"What? You don't know? Or are you pretending not to know?" Nueno raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest.

"Cough, no, how did you know..." Hijikata said awkwardly, coughing lightly with his hands clenched in front of his mouth.

Hearing this, Nueno folded his hands into his sleeves again, looked at the gray sky in front of him, Hijikata followed his line of sight and looked over, and then said: "It's just that the rent is cheaper there..."

Now, Tufang finally couldn't help the twitching of the corner of his mouth.

The inexplicable first acquaintance ends here.

Afterwards, the two of them would at most talk about their views on swordsmanship, views on the current situation, etc., which would be boring to death. After that, I couldn't help but said: "By the way, I'm currently living in the natural Lixinliu dojo. Nue Ye can come and visit when I have time! Maybe I can discuss and learn from each other then."

In his heart, Hijikata made up his mind to introduce this guy to his companions.

"Ah, that's it..." Tilting his head, noticing that Yuki had almost shrunk, Nueno turned his head, "Another day!" Then he stepped into the street and left without looking back.

"Looking forward to your arrival." With a smile, the face that was crazily adored by Yoshihara Geisha softened the lines, and it looked almost the same. Hijikata also put on the bamboo hat again and continued on the journey.

The author has something to say:

New pit, don't shoot bricks when you see it.

It is very depressing to know that it is very depressing to be stuck for a month.

By the way, would it be better for me to directly convert Simplified to Traditional?