[Hakuouki Doujin] The Tide of Fallen Leaves

Using his toes smoothly, he skimmed across the roof without disturbing the residents, and Nueno galloped towards the last group of Rakshasa.

Because it took a lot of time to deal with the Rakshasa scattered in the slums, by the time Nue found out, the last batch of Rakshasa had already passed through the natural roadway obstacles, dragging their knives all the way towards the outside slowly.

The wooden door that separated Juluo from Juluo was not closed, and Tsunami Tsunami let the Rakshasa roam about, even if he escaped from this area and went to the main road, he didn't care.

Nue Ye sped up and leaped from a very far away, trying to stop Luo Sha before they left the slums, because if they leave this area, once they spread to the entire capital, the scope of hunting will be further expanded, adding more difficulty.

However, if there is a battle there, Nue Ye will lose the advantage of being on a high ground, because that piece of land is a bit open, and there are no commanding heights around, and the only thing he can do is fight head-on with Rakshasa.

Normally, Nueno wouldn't mind fighting Rakshasa at all, but the bad thing is that he is now dragging Chikage Kazama and Kuju Amegiri who belong to the ghost clan behind him. He originally planned to solve it quickly and get rid of them quickly , is likely to fall short.

Clenching the knife in his hand again, Nueno ran the fingers of his left hand across the belt, fiddled with the knotted part of the belt as he walked quickly, and used this momentary slight tugging to remind himself not to be distracted by the confusion of primary and secondary.

Get rid of Rakshasa first.

In the end, after a few vigorous ups and downs, Feng Jian saw the figure in front of him swaying in front of the Rakshas who were just about to step out of the slums, standing on the ground with a steady breath, and the knife in his hand reflected the cold light, as if he hadn't touched that at all. A few Rakshasa are in the eyes.

At this time, Kazama finally saw the face of that person clearly.

The good memory immediately overlapped the scenes of the past meeting, Kazama stopped by the eaves and whispered: "It's you..."

It surprised me that.

Nue Ye turned the blade, carefully analyzing the next move of the Rakshasa in front of him, and quickly swung the attack in his hand, cutting down the Rakshasa closest to him first, and blood sprayed from the wound.

This time, Nue Ye was inevitably splashed with some, and in the end, something other than the smell of blood stained his upper body.

The right hand swung out again, blocking the knife that Luo Sha swung with brute force, Nue Ye turned around, dodging another Luo Sha who rushed up, and at the same time retracted the knife, using the other hand to quickly switch The saber gesture, standing on the side of Luo Sha, flashed fiercely from Luo Sha's back.

The place where he started was a little hard, but Nue Ye just increased his strength and broke half of Raksha's stomach. The blood and internal organs were brought out, and fell to the floor with a thud, making Rakshasa again stimulated by the smell of blood. Get restless.

"Hey hey ─ ─" the remaining two Rakshasa rolled indistinct voices, reflecting the turbid guttural voice of primitive instinct, which continued to resound around.

Nue Ye retracted his saber and jumped aside, lowered his body, and took the initiative to meet Luo Sha.

He ignored the abnormal vibration from the weapon in his hand, and his eyes quickly looked around.

When facing the No.1 Rakshasa, Nue Ye only blocked Rakshasa's attack for a short time, and his figure also swiftly swayed from the side, and went straight to the Rakshasa behind him. , he used a little ingenuity to let Raksha's knife slide aside, and when Raksha was unbalanced, he tripped the opponent with one foot, and then stepped on Raksha's back with the same foot, and the weapon in his hand pierced Rakshasa without any muddle. Sha's head turned a few times before it was pulled out.

At this time, the last rakshasa that Nue had skipped just changed its posture and rushed over again. Nue, seemingly inadvertently dodging aside, aimed at the gap beside the raksha again, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, Severely cut off the head of the last Rakshasa tonight.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground entered the tympanic membrane, Nue Ye's face was splattered with blood, he raised his head lightly, and looked at the young ghost standing on the roof.

Silent for a while.

"Nei Ye!" Angrily shouted in the silence, Nue Ye deduced the other party's identity from the human voice, but did not turn his head, still maintaining the original posture.

"This is!!" Seeing the corpse of Rakshasa that had not completely turned into ashes in front of him, Souji Okita's pupils constricted for a moment, and his gaze slowly shifted from the knife still tightly held in Nueno's hand to the proud man standing aside. Samoyed ghosts. "Could it be you──!!"

"I saw the stupid dog of the Shinsengumi here, what? He smelled the food, so he ran after him?" Kazama also saw Okita's face, and remembered the battle of Ikedaya but was shocked by his own force. The man who refused to back down snorted coldly, "Go away!"

"Why should I listen to you?" Okita made a posture ready to fight at any time, and retorted back mockingly. "Are Satsuma's dogs more noble?"

"You!" The voice fell, and Kazama's figure immediately appeared in front of Okita.

As soon as Okita reacted, he immediately drew out his sword to block, but another figure stepped in front of him first. The sword that Nue Ye had never put away was standing in front of him at this time, and it withstood Kazama's swift blow .

"Ha!" Missing a hit, Kazama squinted his eyes and backed away, "Are you protecting this guy? What's your relationship with Shinsengumi?"

Nueno didn't answer, but the intention of standing in front of Okita was obvious, and he didn't mean to move away at all.

"A lackey of the Shinsengumi?" As he spoke, Kazama snorted coldly again, "A group of stupid people, it's rare to see you have such a strong ability to kill Rakshasa, I didn't expect to be with the Shinsengumi It does, it's disappointing."

"You bastard──!" Unable to bear Kazama's constant belittling of Shinsengumi, Okita roared out angrily, drew out his knife in the blink of an eye, and was about to chop at Kazama.

Chikage Kazama didn't even look at it, she raised her knife to hold it up, "Hum! I'm defeated!" The disdain in his expression was not concealed at all, and he was even stingy with giving.

"Damn it!" With a low growl, Okita raised the knife again, intending to avenge his shame, but the familiar vibration came from between the chest cavity again, accompanied by the stabbing pain like blood peeling, halfway through the knife, he fell from exhaustion , cannot be used completely at all.

But Kazama didn't pay attention to Okita's sudden stop of the attack. His own counterattack didn't stop, and he directly slashed at Okita's vacant chest with his hands raised high. At the moment when Okita bowed his head and coughed, such a blow It can be said that it went straight to Okita's head.

The clear cry of sword clashing resounded through the air again. Nueye didn't look at the blade that was notched because of the hard blow, and didn't show any waves on his face. He just stood upright in front of Okita again, silently expressing his position .

"...Hmph! You have to rely on others to save you again. You really deserve to be a weak human being." Chikage Kazama withdrew her knife and glanced at the man in front of her again, "Hey! What's your name?"

"... Nue Yeken."

"Hmph! I'm very interested in you... You are much better than the guy behind you. Although you are still not as good as us ghosts, you are still rare! There are such interesting guys among human beings!" He said, Kazama sneered, "But I still can't let you go because of this, after all, you can get rid of all the trash I brought out for a walk..."

Before the voice at the end of the sentence dissipated in the air, Chikage Kazama drew her sword out of its sheath as quickly as lightning, aiming at the weapon that Nue Ye had not retracted. With a light and crisp sound, it was broken in half in front of everyone's eyes. The tip that was supposed to face the enemy straight could only fall powerlessly and penetrate the soil.

Even if his weapon encountered such a catastrophe, Nue Ye did not waver.

With a proud smile on his face, Chikage Kazama withdrew his knife neatly, "For the sake of my good mood, I'll let you go like this." After speaking, he jumped onto the roof again, followed by Tianwu with a depressed expression, after a while disappeared completely.

Okita finished a round of painstaking coughing and barking, and saw this scene just after recovering, couldn't help but took a step forward in a daze, and slowly grabbed Nueno's finger that was still holding the handle of the knife, covering it carefully .

Sensing that Okita's body temperature was approaching, Nueye turned his head, set his eyes on the corner of Okita's mouth, and at the same time dodged his hand without any trace, "You...are you okay just now?"

Being dodged like this, Okita felt a pain that was completely different from the disease in his heart, but he still forced himself to raise the corner of his mouth, and looked back without showing weakness, "It's fine now. Thank you just now... But, this way your knife……"

"It's okay." Nueno picked up the blade, threw it into the scabbard, and returned the handle to its original position. "It's not something important..."

It's just that it has been used for a long time.

Okita put away his favorite sword, stood silently in front of Nueno.

As warriors, the sword represents everything.

Faith, giri, vows, loyalty—and much, much more.

Like the half of his own body, every samurai has an indescribable affection for his beloved sword.

Once this heavy object is lost, it is like losing the soul, the person is no longer complete, and the samurai is no longer called a samurai.

Now, what the man in front of him is holding is a bust that was maliciously destroyed by the enemy.

How is it possible, it's not something important...

The author has something to say:

With an outline, you won't lose your mind about what to write next...that's a good sign!

Although this time is still delayed until this moment, I'm really sorry...and the next update is actually New Year's Eve, oh, I can make it up later, but will New Year's Eve let me go? QQ

It is impossible to have two hours + the premonition of sitting in front of the computer... (Hide face)

In short, I hope that the battle in this chapter has not caused a barrier to understanding. (continue to work hard)

Another small event, the year in the story is over.

Everyone, let's first wish to see you in the coming year!

Because the probability of being delayed until the update is still super high! !

So, I wish you all a Happy New Year!

It’s New Year’s Eve and everyone who still owes me a message, don’t you want to make it up? (laugh)