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For people in the know, what is the situation...we dare not say, and we dare not ask.

Anyway, the one sitting on it didn't make a sound, so they just pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Shen Gu Mingyi closed his eyes helplessly, do these people think it is not obvious enough?

The villain's men are so stupid, can he really survive until the end of the story?

"Don't be afraid."

Kamiya Mingyi felt his head was patted.

If it wasn't for the close distance between the two of them, he wouldn't even notice that someone was talking.

Compared with the undercurrent among other people present, Zhong Yuanzhong was also very calm. Although the times were different, such a scene still made him find a sense of familiarity.

He might have felt overwhelmed by such an environment before he joined the Port Mafia.

The more experience you have, the easier it is to deal with it.

Although he doesn't like it very much.

Then a strange picture appeared. Compared with many big shots present, the plainly dressed young man with orange hair seemed to have more aura. No one could ignore him. The young man relaxed and embraced the beauty, and sat casually at the table.

He raised one leg, with a taste of wildness.

After he sat down, the beauty he brought in looked a little at a loss, not knowing what to do, the young man who saw this twitched his mouth and stretched out his hand to pull the beauty over.

"Sit here." He patted his knee.

It was only after Kamiya Mingyi sat on the protagonist's lap in a daze that he heard these two words.

Hey, is it too late to say now?

Surprisingly, he is an activist.

Kamiya Naruichi felt fortunate that he couldn't perceive his own emotions, otherwise he would definitely want to beat up the protagonist right now.

"I'm sorry." Nakahara Nakaya said in Miss Chiho's ear.

Miss Chiho... Miss Chiho didn't want to say anything.

Now when others look at Zhongyuan Zhong, he is no longer a poor boy who accidentally broke into a world that does not belong to him. The one who is skilled in holding a beautiful woman is like a dude in the public house.

Everyone who looked at the past with probing eyes, when they met those cobalt blue eyes, was frightened by the ferocity in them, and instinctively avoided his sight.

You Nu and Young Master, this kind of picture is like a scene that has been circulated in the market, but the people present only feel terrified.

The person who could really give them orders lowered his head and said nothing.

What the hell does this mean?Their tactics are so difficult to understand.

"Cough," the stand-in adviser made a little voice to call back everyone's attention, "It's just a wandering girl, I don't care, since you dare to come here, it depends on how long you can sit."

Don't look, the murderous look in the eyes of adults is almost turned into reality!

The people who received the instructions turned around as if nothing had happened, and continued to exchange drinks with the people around them, but they all focused on the other side from the corner of their eyes.

The sound of the shamisen floated out from behind the screen, and the maiko who didn't know where to go before came out with small steps, stretched his body, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and danced gracefully to the music.

Kamiya Mingichi's attention was also gradually diverted, so watch a little more, then it can be used as a reference for the director.

He didn't notice that the body of the person holding him stiffened, and the hand on his waist pressed down calmly.

what......

Nakahara Chuya froze.

He found an embarrassing thing, the lady he thought was a wandering girl did not seem to be a woman.

The distance before was not as close as it is now, so even if there were occasional strange things, it didn't attract his attention, but now, the other party's whole body is in his arms, and it's easy to find out that it's not a woman.

This is a man with a slender frame.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had not had time to raise the idea of ​​being cheated, and realized that the other party had not concealed his identity, whether it was a masculine voice, words, or actions, all expressed the fact that he was a man .

He looked at the person who had completely exposed his back to him, and couldn't help but wonder why the other person would pretend to be a woman and appear on Yoshihara as a wandering girl.

Actually... Yoshihara has men other than customers.

"Can I sit next to you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw his awkwardness and let go of his hand.

Shen Guming took this action as a default.

However, in order not to expose his villain's identity, he still dutifully leaned on the protagonist.

The girl next to the other guests carefully picked up the food on the plate in front of her and brought it to the mouth of the guest. The guest, who was stared at by the two eyes from the opposite side, politely refused the girl's feeding, "No, no, no. , I can do it myself."

In fact, he couldn't eat at all.

Kamiya Ming took a look around and found that his false identity was not very competent. If the protagonist hadn't been to Yoshiwara before, he might be exposed if he met him.

But it's not a big problem, the protagonist will find out sooner or later that he is the hated villain of the downfall faction—the villain counselor, his goal is just not to be discovered now.

Kamiya Mingyi imitated the opponent's action, picked up a piece of fried fish with chopsticks, brought it to the protagonist's mouth, and stared at the protagonist without blinking.

This is the first time he has done this, so it should be right.

The fish meat was already loose, and after a while there were signs of crumbling on the chopsticks. Shen Guming looked at the other party and pursed his lips, thinking it meant rejection, and was about to return the fish meat to the plate before it fell, but the protagonist opened his mouth

……

Eat, eat!

Mingichi Kamiya retracted his chopsticks and observed the protagonist tentatively.

It shouldn't taste good, it doesn't look good.

Soon he hesitated again, afraid that the protagonist would be corrupted by the extravagant life, so he simply joined the shogunate.

These days it is no longer popular for villains to be the protagonists, and there is a risk of failing the trial.

He just wanted to discern his thoughts from the protagonist's expression, but he seemed to be misunderstood by the other party.

Nakahara also paused, picked up another pair of chopsticks by the table, picked up a piece of white and tender fish from the belly of the fish, and brought it to Kamiya Mingichi's mouth.

Shen Guming was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the other people around, as if he didn't see any guests and turned back.

Everyone who was about to meet his gaze quickly turned their heads, as if they hadn't seen anything.

It looks like a student who is afraid of being pointed out in class and dare not meet the teacher's eyes.

During this period, the hand holding the chopsticks was held steadily like this, neither urging nor retracting.

Is it not delicious, so you want to get revenge?

Shen Guming pondered the meaning of the protagonist with a clear mind.

He tentatively bit the piece of fish.

......

Ok?

The belly of the fish is fresh and tender, and the oil is well blended into the fish meat. It is neither greasy nor greasy. Although it seems that only salt is sprinkled, it stimulates the fragrance of the fish itself.

not bad.

Just thinking about it, another piece of fish was handed to him.

Shen Guming pondered for a moment, but still accepted the feeding unceremoniously.

The protagonist's timing is very appropriate, he will not keep pinching Kamiya Naruichi as if he is about to stuff his mouth full, and there will not be too long a gap, and he will always hand a small piece of fish to his eyes appropriately.

Unknowingly, Zhongyuan Zhong also asked people to change the plates several times.

It wasn't until there was a commotion outside that Kamiya Mingichi remembered that he had also arranged a plan to wipe out.

It should have been that the protagonist was deceived by the villain and sent out wrong security information, so that the people who were waiting outside stepped into the trap.

Shen Guming glanced at the protagonist who was sitting there calmly, and wondered in his heart why the Banbai faction would strike ahead of time.

……

Outside Yoshihara, wanderers pretended to be Yoshihara's guests and sneaked in in a low-key way.

After waiting for a long time, no one came out, and he didn't deliver the information as agreed. His companion waiting outside was fidgeting. He had to consider the worst outcome, that is, his young junior was discovered and arrested.

There has been no agreed upon secret signal, he can only think in this direction.

Now that it has been discovered, it may be much more difficult to assassinate the counselor next time than it is now.

In case the other party simply hides, with the support of the general, it is almost impossible to have such an opportunity like now.

It's better to fight today and kill the opponent directly here, no matter how many people are sacrificed, it is worthwhile.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the counselors knew their plan a long time ago, which was a trap in itself.

They would never believe that someone from the Fallen Faction would betray them.

The rogues lurked in secretly, and when the time was almost up, the companion gave the order to attack.

Nakahara Chuya opened his eyes and was already on Yoshihara's street. He didn't know the code at all, and he didn't know that he still had a mission on him.

The bad thing is that before coming in, the companion didn't confirm it again.

The shogunate army who had followed the ronin according to the plan, found that the prey had walked into the trap obediently, secretly closed the net and blocked all the exits of Yoshihara.

The shogunate army slowly diverged a path, dressed in black feathers, who looked like an ordinary middle-aged uncle came out, the samurai with a sword had short black hair, and his head exploded like a thorn, but With a pair of unusual golden eyes, everyone avoids wherever their gaze passes.

Director of the Shinsengumi - Isamu Kondo.

The members of the Shinsengumi were a group of ronin samurai with ropes around their necks, and most people called them the dogs of the shogunate.

Kamiya Naruto looked out the window as if aware of something.

Counting the time, Director Kondo should also come.

The Shinsengumi are called the dogs of the shogunate. Coincidentally, the counselors are also the dogs of the shogunate, but they are wild dogs.

The way everyone named it is still so barren.

Apart from the shogunate as its master, the only ones who can instruct the dogs to move the shogunate are the equally excluded counselors.

"After all, everyone is a disliked dog. It's okay to have a good relationship." The young man who appeared as quietly as a cat smiled heartily, and he didn't even have any burden to call himself a dog.

With his coat open, he looked more like someone who would appear in Yoshiwara than those who had sneaked in.His face is unhealthy white, and his body is not as strong as Isamu Kondo's. He looks very weak, but those who know him will never underestimate him.

Shinsengumi's genius swordsman, Okita Souji.

If he hadn't seen his cruel appearance when he killed people, no one would associate such a handsome and smiling young man with a murderer.

As hard as it is to believe, however benign as they may appear, the Shinsengumi are terrifying beasts.

Kamiya Naruichi himself has to admit this, because this Shinsengumi is different from the historical Shinsengumi, they seem to really transform.

He looked at the protagonist beside him and sighed.

Well now, I originally planned to let the protagonists go before the arrival of the Shinsengumi, and it would be fine if the Banbai faction cunningly discovered his layout, but now the Shinsengumi are all here.

I am afraid that only Chuya himself in the Central Plains can have an enemy.

Hearing his sigh, Nakahara Chuya put down his chopsticks.

"Follow me."

After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a while, but still grabbed the hands that were tucked into his wide sleeves, and ran upstairs from the stairs beside the door while taking advantage of the chaos.