[Comprehensive] A dream of prosperity

"Uncle Bigu, take good care of yourself in the next period of time, don't always drink so much alcohol, if you are bored, just go for a walk on the street, and when He Xin is too busy, he will come back and watch."

Hiko Seijuro took the jug from Xiyue's hand, glanced at the man in kimono standing at the gate of the courtyard, and said to her: "Girl, since this is the path of choice, I won't stop anything, because this life is already ..."

Facing those penetrating water eyes, he suddenly smiled, rubbed the top of Xiyue's hair, and said caringly with an elder's attitude: "This is your era, I just hope you will remember when you are tired, There is still such a, such a home, where we can stop and rest."

"Uncle..." Xiyue took a step forward and hugged the one in front of her, feeling the stiffness in her arms, the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, stuffing his arms and said: "He Xintai will always remember your teachings, we will definitely come back Look at you, no matter how long it has been, you will always be our most revered!"

When parting, Bigu Qingjuro took out a sword from his room and handed it to Xiyue, "This sword was given by the wife of a master of our Feitian Yujianliu, and it has been handed down to this day. It was originally used as this It’s a legacy of the genre, but thought maybe the current ones could use it.”

"Hey, Uncle, if you heard me right, are you talking about?" Xiyue raised her eyebrows, "At the beginning, I said that I have already accepted apprentices, so I won't..."

It was rarer than Gu Qingjuro to laugh at this time, and said angrily: "This girl, didn't you realize that you have already taught Feitian Yujianliu's swordsmanship!"

"Hey, of course I know, I just want you to admit it for yourself~" Pulling out the sword, she asked, "What's the name of this one?"

"Frost Moon."

"I'll take good care of it."

Bigu Qingjuro is not a sensationalist, but seeing the parting at this time, he feels a little sad in his heart.He looked at Xiyue's face as if he recalled the scene when Jianxin insisted on going down the mountain. In the days after that, he seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

In order to hide his sadness, he turned his head to the side and waved to Xiyue, "Okay, okay, let's go."

Xiyue pursed her lips, held Shuangyue's hand, bowed 90 degrees to Guqing Juro, turned around, and left.

There is no goodbye, no goodbye, because she is sure that they will meet again, no matter what the time and space change, in her mind, he is a true swordsman who is indomitable, and she is the one she admires and admires!

On the way back to the Shinsengumi's residence, Xiyue kept silent and did not speak. Okita shrunk his hands into his cuffs, gave her a sideways glance, and grinned, "Hey, the master looks really good~~"

"Of course!" Xiyue gave him a white look.

"Although it's a pity that such a person only lives in seclusion on the mountain, but such a life seems to be very good~" Okita said naturally, with envy in his eyes, "If I wait until the day I grow old, I will definitely find someone like my master. Stay away from noisy places, build a hut near the mountains and rivers, plant some flowers and plants, and spend the rest of your life with your beloved..."

Xiyue was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect to hear such a person say such a thing, she couldn't help but look sideways in surprise.

There was a leisurely smile on that young and handsome face, as if at this moment he was not a swordsman, not a member of the Shinsengumi, but just a young man who wanted to live a stable life, with his own hopes and prayers. see.

He didn't know that he would die in a few years, and he didn't know that the members of their Shinsengumi would face a sad ending. It was just such a morning with the warm sun rising and Xia Teng's lingering morning. After living in seclusion, I expressed envy and emotion.

Xiyue has lost the grudge she had played on her before, and put on a sincere face, "I hope to realize my wish someday in the future."

"Ha, let's borrow auspicious words first!" Okita rarely saw Xiyue put on a good face to him, and suddenly smiled brighter, "Can I call you Xiaoyue?"

Xiyue thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, Director."

Okita raised the corners of his lips, looked away from Xiyue, and looked at the fields below the mountain and the people who were busy planting, "Well, actually, what you said yesterday is not really going to do anything."

Xiyue's expression was light, "I know."

Okita was surprised and said: "Know? You know and still say that, Mr. Kondo has been sad for a long time when he heard it~"

"Aren't you only allowed to lie and make jokes, but not tell the truth?" Xiyue raised her eyebrows, "Now that you are going to be guarded by us, what good things do you expect to say?"

Okita spread his hands, looking 'defeated', "Okay, okay, how can a girl be so sharp every time she speaks!"

Xiyue turned her head, "I'm sorry, it's been like this since I was a child!"

"Hey, are you interested in going back and fighting with each other?" Okita glanced at the sword hanging on Xiyue's waist, and suddenly said, with a look of excitement, "It's just a sparring, and I really want to ask the master about the genre."

Xiyue hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Since she has to 'stay' at the Xinsengumi's residence for a period of time, she can't practice with Uncle Bigu every day, but she can compete with these members of the Xinsengumi, different schools, different swordsmanship, and facing so many swordsmen who are good Yes, if she gets some guidance to extract the best from it and discard the dross, it should be of great help to her!

As soon as he returned to the village, Okita couldn't wait to bring Xiyue to the gymnasium in the courtyard.

"Boss, why did you bring her here?" Yongcang Shinpachi pulled his erect hair, his eyes were full of surprise, "Could it be that you guys want to compete in swordsmanship?!"

Okita nodded, "Yes, I want to ask Xia Xiaoyue about her school."

Yongcang Shinpachi twitched his lips, "Are you sure you don't have a fever?" In his opinion, Xiyue's swordsmanship is not very good, at most she can use a little sideways, and her previous posture was a little sloppy. Do you still want to ask someone of this level... for advice?

Hearing the obvious contempt in the other party's words, Xiyue became upset, "Hey, is it the swordsmanship that you look down upon?"

"Hey, little sister, this guy Okita's swordsmanship is one of the best in our team. If you want to save some face, why don't you find a new member of the team to make a gesture with?"

Xiyue's eyes sank, and she suddenly pulled out her newly acquired Shuangyue, pointed at Yongcang Xinbadao: "I'm sorry, I really don't want to compete with him now. Because, now I request a swordsmanship competition!"

She was not easily irritated, but at this moment, she abruptly drew the sword, not for herself, but for the uncle Bigu who taught her so earnestly in the past few months!

"Haha, this temper is quite violent!" Yongcang Shinpachi smiled instead of anger, walked from the door to the gymnasium, stood in front of Xiyue with his arms around his chest, sized her up, and then turned to look at Okita who was standing aside and chuckling. , said: "Speaking of the general manager, it seems that today I can't compare with swordsmanship, how about it? Would you like to watch our competition?"

Director Okita stared at Xiyue with his green eyes, and said with a light smile, "In that case, let's compare and just watch from the sidelines."

Yongcang Shinpachi was convinced, turned his head, circled around Xiyue a few times, and then said quietly, "Although the swordsmanship is not as good as the swordsmanship geniuses in our group, but when it comes to swordsmanship, I can't fight against you." Be merciful, if the little girl cries then, don't make trouble."

"I'm sorry, there's no one who can cry." Xiyue sneered, "And, there's too much nonsense!"

"Hahaha, Shinpachi, let's start with less talking!" Sanosuke Harada had never seen Yongcura Shinpachi, and probably guessed that he might be a gymnasium. When he came to look for it, he didn't expect to encounter such an interesting thing. , made a rare sound, and urged: "Compare, otherwise the little girl will have to wait!"

"Tch!" Yongcang Shinpachi spat, grabbed the handle of his knife, the previous cynicism disappeared from his tough face, and said, "I won't show mercy."

"Sorry, too!"

A few steps away from the center of the gymnasium, Harada Sanosuke said, "It's time to start."

Xiyue lowered her figure slightly, held Shuangyue in her hand, and put on a posture. She looked at Yongcang Shinpachi who hadn't drawn her sword, but raised the corners of her lips, not as angry as before.To deal with this kind of person who seems to be overconfident, the only way is to defeat him, there is no need to say anything.

Seeing the appearance of Nagakura Shinpachi, Okita shook his head with some disapproval. Although they had seen Yuzuki's swordsmanship a few months ago, after such a long time, they could kill four 'failures' within a short period of time. Goods', not just a matter of luck.

The wind moves, clothes rise.

The way of swordsmanship is only fast!

The brown ponytail followed her figure and drew a beautiful arc, and accompanied by the soft sound of the knife piercing through the air, it directly attacked the standing one.The instant offensive made Xiyue Zhou's aura suddenly change drastically. Yongcang Xin Baxiyue, who was still a little careless, was surprised for a moment when his aura burst out. Welcome.

"Ding--"

The two pairs of eyes meet through the opposing blades, one sinks, the other surprises, and at the same time as the two blades separate, they stagger.

Xiyue took advantage of the victory to pursue her, and the successive attacks came down like a torrential rain, attacking the opponent in all directions, not only extremely fast, but even the attack method was unexpected.

Yongcang Shinpachi had long since lost the previous underestimation, and he always had a wanton smile on his face, but now he looked serious.

He didn't expect that in just a few months, this swordsmanship could be improved to such a level. He was shocked but also excited. It was their dream to compete with a good swordsmanship. Ten to ten seriousness and earnestness were used in the competition.

No one wants to let the two come and go, for a while, the whole gymnasium can only hear the sound of footsteps moving and blades colliding.

When he slashed at Nagakura Shinpachi's left shoulder again and was blocked, Yuzuki's original brown pupils suddenly shrank, and instead of withdrawing the knife as before, he pressed down and then suddenly withdrew the force, causing the opponent's movements to slow down due to inertia. At the same time as he paused for two seconds, he freed a hand like lightning and struck at his right shoulder blade with force.

"what--!"

The sudden pain in his shoulder made the unsuspecting Nagakura Shinpachi yell, and the hand holding the knife unconsciously loosened his grip. Xiyue squinted his eyes and kicked the knife back to the hilt of the sword, directly shaking the knife in his hand. When the other party was still frowning and enduring the pain, he kicked hard at his lower body.

"Bangdang-"

Taking advantage of the moment when Yongcang Shinpachi fell to the ground, Xiyue leaned forward and hit him hard in the abdomen with her knee. Kneeling on one leg and holding Shuangyue in her hand, she pressed the tip of the knife to his neck.

"——!" Yongcang Shinpachi knew that he had lost, but he was extremely upset that the opponent used this method to win. He held back the severe pain in several places on his body, and said angrily: "How can you use this method in the competition?" win!"

"Huh? Did you hear something wrong?" When Xiyue got up, she deliberately pressed her abdomen hard with her knees, stepped back a few steps, put the knife back into its sheath, and plucked her ears, "Are you talking about this theory?"

Seeing the pain and injustice on the opponent's face, Xiyue sneered and said: "This is the end of my underestimation of the enemy, I can't complain, not to mention that on the battlefield, if you can kill the enemy, you will be the final winner. Who cares what method is used in the end? "

"Well, I agree with Xiaoyue's words." Okita's blue eyes were full of unconcealable brilliance, and he smiled lightly at the two on the field, "Xinpachi, this time, we lost."

Zuo Zhizhu leaned against the door, teasing, "Yeah~~ I didn't expect the new eighth uncle to lose to a little girl~~"

Yongcang Shinpachi just hummed, stood up from the ground, rubbed his still sore stomach uncontrollably, glanced at Xiyue at the side, and said: "If you lose, you lose, and even a big man won't lose." Do not admit it."

Okita and Zuanosuke looked at each other and laughed.

A competition made Yongcang Shinpachi's attitude towards Xiyue more friendly. During the days when she lived in the Shinsengumi settlement, he would fight with her from time to time, but no matter what method Xiyue used, he would always fight happily. He didn't get angry when he lost, but let his team members see him and ridicule him as a 'common loser'.

And Isamu Kondo, Toshizo Hijikata and others were also happy to see the unprecedented upsurge of swordsmanship practice in the village.

During the period when Xiyue lived here, they made a long and secret visit. Although they didn't find out any information about her, they didn't have the previous guard against her after getting along with her these days.Usually when we eat together, we can still hear her talking about some interesting things, which makes everyone get along quite happily.

What's more, seeing a girl laughing and laughing with Qianhe, they also felt very good, so for a while, they didn't ask her to leave.