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Although Kamiya Mingichi's physical fitness is very poor, he has never experienced this feeling before.

While running, he had to pick up the hem of his clothes that was dragging on the ground, otherwise he would get caught in his clothes, like falling into the drum of a washing machine.

The clothes are good-looking, but the design is a bit anti-human.

This is the first time for him to face this kind of problem. He is in a hurry, picking up one side of the clothes and the other side will fall off. If the protagonist is willing to look back, Kamiya Naruichi believes that he must look like a person standing on the stage. Comedians on .

"that......"

The protagonist didn't look back, but just led him away sullenly.

Kamiya Mingichi could only give up the idea of ​​asking to stop, and tried to take off his clothes instead. This is also a difficult thing. He can feel the protagonist holding his hand very hard. If it were someone else, he might have already He cried out in pain.

He can only rely on one hand to complete this difficult operation while running.

Acrobats don't play like this.

Nakahara took Chiho to the attic and let go of his hand. Turning around, he was about to say something, but suddenly lost his voice.

Chiho's complicated set of clothes was only left with a white undershirt, which looked like a simple white bathrobe, with his chest open wide and messy, a little dewy redness appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he bent down and gasped for breath. Panting, the black hair that was simply tied up also fell down, and under the moonlight, there were bruises on the delicate wrist.

The first thought that popped up in Nakahara Chuya's mind was not to feel guilty, but to think that if it hurts, just bite it.

The saliva of the blood race secretes a substance that can paralyze the brain, and flows into the blood along with the fangs.

It was a very addictive feeling, the more painful it was, the more eager to be bitten deeper, and finally transformed into a thrilling pleasure.

This idea appeared in my mind not very clearly, and then disappeared immediately, leaving only the shame of my weird idea.

Zhongyuan Zhong also blushed and took off the feathers he was wearing and threw it over, "Stupid, stupid! Put your clothes on!"

Naruichi Kamiya, whose head was covered by the flying clothes: ...?

He looked down at his clothes and suddenly realized.

For the ancients in the Edo period, wearing only the inner garment should be regarded as disheveled.

Although he didn't know the difference between the one he was wearing and the ordinary bathrobe, he put on the other person's clothes properly, "Thank you."

He thanked him so earnestly, but it seemed that Zhongyuan Zhongye had an impure mind, so his face turned even redder.

So it is not good to trust others so easily, and Zhong Yuanzhong always feels that the other party is the kind of foolish person who treats a person well without saying anything, and finally makes himself bruised and bruised, and is easy to deceive.

Chiho was wearing his clothes and looked at him intently, Nakahara Chuya turned her head guiltily.

Only under the moonlight will those black eyes show a deep red, and this blood-like crimson sometimes appears in Zhongye's dreams.

The same color scheme as his own ability [Dirty] will make Zhongyuan Zhong unconsciously get close to him.

"look."

Nakahara followed Chiho's finger and saw the samurai fighting.

"Director Kondo from the Shinsengumi is here too, the murderer of Mibuwolf... what should we do?"

Facing the expectant gaze of the young man, Nakahara Chuya's mouth curled up softly.

When I saw that companion, I thought of myself as the Banbai faction, so I could guess that the position of the party that was in conflict with the Banbai faction was leaning towards the shogunate.

For people who grew up in Yoshiwara, this may be better to distinguish.

"You want me to help them?" Nakahara Chuya leaned against the wall with his hands together.

Shen Guming looked slightly startled, "It's not..."

"I'm not your thug."

"Ah, sorry?"

......

...No, the one who was beaten up by the Shinsengumi wasn't your own?

After a while, several samurai of the Shinsengumi fell into a frenzy, and it should be the protagonist who cried, so what does it matter if he is a villain?

Why is he the one who has been worrying about the protagonist group? Hey!

Kamiya Ming lowered his head to prevent his expression from being seen.

"Tsk, I really admire you," Zhong Yuan Zhong also straightened up, looking a little impatient, "waiting here."

Turning around and stepping on the edge, he looked down at the people fighting in a ball under his feet, and groaned softly.

Shen Guming's eyes widened, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab him: "Wait!"

In the next second, a layer of faint and alternating red light appeared on the opponent's body.

"Is it still not enough?" Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his palm, feeling his suppressed supernatural ability, and let go of his hand nonchalantly, "Forget it, it's almost enough."

He bent his legs, made a vigorous posture, and jumped down without hesitation.

!!!

......

Okita Souji parried the ronin warriors of the Fallen Sect with ease, and even had a slight smile on his face, like a vicious big cat playing tricks on its prey.

Suddenly, he sensed the danger, instinctively waved away the person in front of him, and quickly backed away.

The moment he withdrew, there was a bang, a huge cloud of smoke and dust rose from the ground, and the ronin in the middle, whether they were members of the Fallen Sect or the Shogunate, were all shaken out by a powerful force.

Suddenly, a figure stood up.

Who?

Director Okita looked at that person in surprise. Could this power also be a Rakshasa?

The so-called Rakshasa is a ghost clan transformed from a human, just like a low-level blood clan. This transformation from a human to a ghost has huge side effects, which is equivalent to overdrawing one's life in exchange for explosive power and increasing strength in a short period of time. .

Rakshasa cannot maintain the form of a ghost for a long time. The longer this form is maintained, the faster it will die.

For this matter, the villain counselor has the most say.

Naruto Kamiya has always referred to the samurai of the Shinsengumi as murderers, not an adjective.

There is a special race in this world, that is, the ghost race,

The villain secretly hooked up with Chikage Kazama, the leader of the western aristocracy, and the two united for mutual benefit for their respective purposes.

This leader of the ghost tribe can be said to be another villain. There is only plastic friendship between the villains. Just hold him temporarily.

Anyway, these two people don't trust each other, and they don't take each other's promises seriously.

The counselor got the medicine from this person that can transform people into ghosts, and these medicines were used on the samurai of the newly selected group.

At the beginning, the samurai of the Shinsengumi were not willing to transform into something that is not even a human being. It was the villain who persuaded him for a long time, betting on the power of the shogunate and the future fate of the country to persuade the Shinsengumi to sell willingly. took his own life.

The moment these warriors agreed to become ghosts, they were running a race against death, trying to do more things before they died, which is the common cognition of half-human, half-ghost Rakshasa.

Of course, if the words of the counselor who fooled the Shinsengumi were true, he would not be a villain.

The person who came out of nowhere obviously possessed power far beyond ordinary people, so Okita Souji guessed that the other party was a Rakshasa.

However, after seeing the other person's appearance clearly, this person is not the iconic white-haired and red-eyed image that Rakshahua would have.

Okita Souji clenched Kaga Kiyomitsu in his hand, and the tip of the knife cut across the cold luster.

Could it be... the real ghost race?

He narrowed his eyes.

He was different from everyone around him, only Nakahara was also unarmed, and he saw Souji Okita at a glance.

Kamiya Naruto, who stood on the top and watched the confrontation scene, covered his face.

It's messed up, how should it end now.

The protagonist... no, Nakahara Chuya, let’s call him that for now, I don’t know how he can use the supernatural ability, although it looks a bit different from the original version, but there is no doubt that it is the supernatural ability [dirty].

It may be that there are ghosts in this world.

Now this scene is too funny, Nakahara Chuya vs. Okita Souji, it's really a cross-generational linkage.

Suppressing the complex emotions that had just emerged, Kamiya Mingichi calmed down again.

No, you can't really make them fight.

He didn't want his story to end just yet.

We have to find a way to tell the shogunate to retreat.

As soon as Kamiya Ming turned around and ran down from the attic, his substitute had been waiting for a long time, Kamiya Ming quickly finished his arrangement in his ear, and hurriedly picked up his previous red kimono along the road just now, Turned over.

The other side is a large area of ​​black, with only one or two red embellishments. As long as you don't get closer, you won't find that this is the kimono you wore before.

On the way, he grabbed a light stand casually, put the haori that Nakahara Chuya gave him before on it, put on a flipped kimono, and took a folding fan from a wandering girl, and carried the light stand He ran back to the attic again.

Let the clothed light stand lean on him, make the illusion that someone is falling on him, and then raise his hand and cover the upper part with a wide sleeve, so that it looks like he is holding the other person's shoulder .

Looking up from the bottom, the height of a person will appear taller than the actual height, so this will not be seen through at all. Kamiya Ming repeatedly tucked the long hair into the clothes to ensure that it would not float out, and then gently patted Snap your fingers.

Even in such a chaotic scene, someone heard this slight noise.

The warriors with keen hearing followed the direction of the sound.

All the doors and windows on both sides of Yoshihara suddenly opened at the same time, and the wandering girls held wooden basins in their hands, and vigorously lifted out the snow-white paper filled with wooden basins.

The people who were fighting stopped, and the scattered pieces of paper fluttered in the air, like a heavy snowfall in summer.

It is beautiful, but it also interferes with everyone's sight, forcing people in the battle to stop and switch from offense to defense.

The sound of the folding fan unfolding was extremely abrupt in such a quiet atmosphere, so they also saw the man in the black kimono standing at the highest point.

The man held a folding fan in one hand and put his arm around a person who couldn't see clearly.

Zhongyuan also vaguely saw the style of clothes exposed under the black kimono, his expression changed, and he was about to pass, but the other party saw through his thoughts.

"Shh... this lady is already asleep, don't wake her up."

Zhongyuan Zhongye paused.

The man's voice was hoarse, with a hint of sarcasm.

Even though he deliberately changed his voice, the shogunate army who had engraved his figure into their DNA immediately recognized that this was their boss, and their expressions immediately became ugly.

It is their immediate boss, and there is no conflict with the immediate boss who hates them.

"You are......"

Seeing the performance of the shogunate army, the downfall faction who guessed that the man was their target today turned ugly.

There are so many shogunate troops here, I am afraid that the other party already knows their plan today.

The appearance of one person can make the expression of everyone, whether it is an enemy or one of them, become indescribable. The person who can do this is really amazing.

Okita Souji endured it, but still laughed.