winter cloud

"Everyone, Mr. Hijikata's letter just now said that Mr. Shannan was injured during the mission."

After Mr. Inoue finished speaking, the air became heavy again.

"It was the left wrist that was injured. It is still a question of whether he can hold a knife in the future..." Mr. Inoue shook his head regretfully, and it seemed that the situation was not optimistic.

"That's really a big problem..." Harada propped his chin with his hand, and sighed to himself.

Kong Yin tilted his head indifferently, feeling that their reaction was a bit of a fuss: "Why?"

If the left wrist is injured, isn't there another one? It's too pessimistic to say that you can't even hold a knife?

Saito raised his eyes slightly and took a sip of tea: "A knife is not a weapon that can be controlled with one hand."

"Is...?" I still didn't fully understand.

Hirasuke, who was sitting next to Kongyin, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, with a worried look on his face: "Well, you don't understand."

Kongyin didn't say anything else, and after Qianhe finished eating, he hurriedly dragged her back to the room.

She had a bad feeling again.

Sora still woke up early without a memory, and read a book without even opening the window. Of course, because of this, he was lectured by Chizuru again, and his lines hardly changed.

After tidying up the bed, Qianhe took Kong Yin and ran to the kitchen again, saying that she wanted to see if there was anything she could help.

Elder sister, why don't you think about your own situation... Sighing helplessly, Kongyin found a place to sit down in an orderly manner, and decided not to interfere with the kitchen affairs. It would be bad if you were misunderstood.

As for the older sister, it's fine if she's happy.

Taking out the book he brought out from the room just now, Sorane casually flipped through a page and read it with relish. Over there, Todo Heisuke was discussing the title issue with Chizuru again, and Sorane ignored it.

"By the way, and you, don't call me 'Mr. Todo' or anything." Hirasuke turned his head suddenly, and said to the girl who looked at the book as if no one else was around.

Kong Yin didn't even raise his head, and responded casually with "um".

"What is 'hmm'? Did you hear that?" Dissatisfied with her reaction, Hirasuke reluctantly went to sit next to her, "Call and listen."

Kong Yin sighed, had no choice but to put down the book, turned his head and looked straight into Hirasuke's eyes seriously: "Heisuke."

There was no wave in the girl's eyes, but they were so clear that Hirasuke couldn't look away for a while.

After receiving no response for a long time, Kongyin frowned suspiciously: "What's wrong? Am I calling you wrong?"

"Ah, no no no!" Suddenly realizing that he was fascinated by looking at him impolitely, Hirasuke waved his hands hastily, his eyes flickered but he didn't look at Kuyin's eyes, and there were patches of blush on his turned cheeks.

"Huh?" Still tilting his head inexplicably, Kongyin was about to continue reading when he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, you want to call me by my name?"

"Eh?"

"What is 'eh'? Call to listen." As if he had found something interesting, Sora imitated Hirasuke's tone just now, but his face was still expressionless.

Hirasuke was taken aback by this weird development, but he quickly realized what the girl wanted to express, and turned his head to look at her seriously: "Kuyin."

Hearing this, the corners of Kong Yin's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a not-so-bright but gentle smile: "Yes."

The afternoon sun was much brighter than in the morning. In the name of "breathing more fresh air", Kongyin was pulled out of the room by Qianzuru.On the way, I happened to meet Mr. Hijikata, and Chizuru asked to help with the laundry. This resulted in the courtyard in the afternoon. Kong Yin and Okita Souji were sitting in the corridor, one was staring intently at the book in his hand, and the other was holding a knife and watching the other people boredly.

Closing the book, Sora raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. The light shone lazily, making people feel drowsy. She glanced at Qianzuru who was busy over there, sighed, and turned the book over again , reopening the first page.

Qianzu seemed to have noticed Soran's sleepiness, glanced over here for a while, and then immediately turned his gaze back to the clothes in his hand: "Are you going to be bored, Soran? Don't fall asleep here, and go back to your room if you're sleepy." go."

Kongyin didn't reply, just shook his head lightly.

On the other hand, Okita looked over with great interest, and pointed to the book in her hand: "Speaking of which, Kong Yin has been reading this book since the very beginning, isn't it boring?"

"No." Kong Yin replied, then turned his head suddenly after speaking, stared at Okita strangely for a while, then seemed to suddenly understand something, closed the book in his hand, and handed it over with both hands solemnly, " You want to see?"

Okita: "..." No, he didn't mean that.

At this time, Qianhe's voice suddenly broke in, and she asked with a worried face when she could go out to find her father.But she was rejected by Saito one by one, on the grounds that there is no extra manpower to take care of her safety.

"Well, but if Xiaoqianhe can protect himself, you can still think about it." Okita still smiled vainly, supporting the floor of the corridor with one hand, and the knife beside him with the other, leaning against the pillar.

As a result of the discussion, Saitoichi decided to try Chizuru's skills himself.

Kongyin put down his book, raised his head and sat upright, waiting for the competition to start. At the same time, he nodded to Qianzuru who was still a little worried: "Come on, sister."

Even if you don't look at the kuyin, you can guess the result without any pressure, but you still need to be a little bit more careful about your sister.

In an instant, before Sorane could blink, Chizuru's sword was blown away, and Saito's sword was lying across her neck.

"It's amazing." Seeing that the competition was over, Kong Yin also simply looked away, but instead of continuing to read, he picked up his pace and ran to Qianzuru, picked up the knife on the ground and sent it back, "It's amazing, sister .”

But Chong Tian's voice sounded inappropriately: "Hey, Xiaokongyin, it's obviously Yijun who is more powerful."

But Kong Yin replied very seriously: "Sister is the most powerful."

Saito also sheathed the knife, and said in a flat tone that could not be heard as a compliment: "There is no shadow in your knife, at least with your skill, it will not bring harm to those who walk with you. inconvenient."

"That's great." Okita straightened up, resting his chin in confusion, "It looks like you're very good, Little Chizuru." After speaking, he turned his gaze to Kong Yin again: "What about Little Kong Yin?"

Kong Yin, who was named, pointed to himself in confusion: "Do I want it too?" Looking at Saito who was standing aside, he put on an appearance of "I'm waiting for you to challenge".

"Well, you don't have to use Kongyin's words?" Qianzuru habitually took a step forward, just blocking Kongyin behind her, with a worried tone.

Saito said nothing, but he didn't mean to give in.

Kong Yin turned his head to look at Okita, he had stood up at some point, and was looking at her provocatively: "Compared to Xiao Qianhe, the knife on Xiao Kong Yin's waist looks more like an ornament. "

Kong Yin blinked unmoved, with an image of a good baby who "listens to what my sister says".

However, Qianhe felt uncomfortable when she heard it, and she immediately retorted: "That's not the case! Kong Yin is very powerful! Kong Yin..."

Before she finished speaking, Qianhe felt Sora Yin tugging at her sleeve: "Well, sister, I think what Mr. Okita said is quite right."

"..." Do you really mean it? Kongyin girl!

In the end, she was pushed up by her sister with a distorted expression.

Sora sighed, turned his head to look over, Chizuru's eyes were full of encouragement, and Okita watched with interest with a fox-like smile.

All right, she's on.

Attach the handle of the knife with the right hand, draw the knife, and set up a posture. A series of movements are completed in a smooth manner, and the posture is also impeccable.

Okita who was on the side smiled even more happily: "Isn't this very good."

In fact, I know how much I have. Kongyin is very clear in her heart. She thinks it took her a long time to learn the standard of this posture so that she can stand on the stage, but she can only do it well.

Until now, when Kong Yin was entangled by Lang Shi, a standard routine was to draw a sword to bluff people, and then run away when the other party was stunned.

Saito showed a rare expression of appreciation: "You don't have to be polite, just attack casually."

Then Kong Yin really attacked at will.

The so-called Juhe Zhan is an instant sword drawing technique, which uses the time before people have time to react to draw the sword and kill the opponent.

In this era, Kong Yin has long been familiar with the series of sounds produced by drawing a knife.

The sound of the gauntlet hitting the sheath, the sound of the blade rubbing against the sheath, the sound of the tip of the knife finally coming out of the sheath, and——

The sound of sharp knives cutting through the air.

right.

The arm moved towards the direction of the sound to block at the fastest speed, only to hear the cold weapons colliding with each other, Kong Yin immediately felt his arm go numb, and then the knife in his hand was violently thrown out.

"It's blocked...it's blocked." But what's going on with that expression of "Oh no, how could the knife fall" on Kong Yin?While admiring Qianhe, she couldn't help complaining at the same time.

Saito retracted the knife, turned and walked towards the corridor: "The reaction is quick, but the strength is too weak."

Just as Sorane picked up the knife and put it back in its sheath, he heard Saito's comment, whether it was a compliment or a derogation, and nodded without knowing it.

But sorry, that was already her greatest strength just now.