The Inquisitor is the Demon King

01.

Now that I have come to this world, I have to go to the Wanshiwu as usual.

When I came out of the Shinsengumi, it started to rain lightly, and soon it snowed again. Zongsan's left characters held up a paper umbrella for Oda Shinyo. The red marks on the white background, and the decadent peonies are quite in line with Zongsan himself. temperament.

Oda Jindai strolled on the street, walked to the door of Master House, just looked up inadvertently, but saw the man leaning on the window sill on the second floor.The opponent's gorgeous kimono also has a large number of flowers, not to compete for beauty, the rich and gorgeous flowers are crowded and blooming with peerless elegance, and then turn around and rush towards a more grand and prosperous death.

This encounter came unexpectedly.

She saw Xueluo blocking their sight of each other.

She saw his left eye, which was blinded by her, wrapped in a bandage.

She saw him lazily blowing out smoke rings, so decadent and elegant that it made one's heart tremble.

This reunion came unexpectedly.

She raised her face and slowly called out his name:

"Takasugi... Jinsuke."

Jinsuke.

—— Shinsuke Takasugi.

02.

The superficial excuse was to give Sakamoto Gintoki a face, so he didn't do anything in the Wanshiwu. In fact, what is the reason for maintaining such a peaceful posture?

It has been a long time since I sat down and drank tea calmly facing Takasugi Shinsuke like this, Oda Komyo looked at him carefully, and Sozo Zuomonji was looking at Oda Komyo.

This reflects the sentence, when you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, you also become the scenery in the eyes of others.

If others are looked at so carefully by Oda Komyo, they will inevitably be moved, either triumphant or embarrassed, after all, it is Oda Komyo, after all, she.And Takasugi Shinsuke's reaction was the most calm that Zongsan Zuowen had ever seen——

The man in a loose and colorful kimono picked up a plate and drank slowly. His dark purple hair covered his bandaged left eye, and his right eye was drooping, unexpectedly letting out a little cold light.His neckline was open, revealing a large area of ​​pale skin, and the cuffs slid down his wrists.His wrist is beautiful, it seems a little slender compared to the average man, but his movement of holding the wine is very steady.

He is a handsome man.Zong San left the words to think of it.It is not inferior to Fu Sangshen.Shinsuke Takasugi.He slowly said in his heart, and then remembered his name in his heart.

It seems that they are old acquaintances of the Lord, they didn't say much but just a few words.

"I'm surprised that you will show up in Master House." Oda Shindai said.

"Why?" Takasugi Shinsuke asked.

"I thought you and Ah Yin had completely broken up," she said.

"There are only eternal benefits." He said, "I came to Yinshi to talk about cooperation."

Oda Jinyo wanted to frown, but couldn't help but laugh.It really is what he can say.

"Besides, Yinshi is very kind. He wouldn't just draw out his knife and chop me up." He continued.

"It's too much, you." Oda Shinyo shook his head and said, "You still bully him like before."

It was originally a joke, but I never thought that he would look into her eyes and say, "You know, I'm not like that."

When talking with Takasugi Shinsuke, when I look at him, I can feel something that I have not seen for a long time, which can be called a girlish feeling.Just such a sentence made her feel her heart beat faster.

"Kamidai." He slowly called her name, and said, "You are different from them, you understand me."

The war against the barbarians, the ruined family, the blood, the past...Scenes flashed through Oda Kindai's mind.

What is she doing now?

What is she pursuing now?

After being at ease for so long, should I return to the bloody storm?

Oda Komyo closed his eyes, slowly thinking about his duties.

"Kindai." Sakamoto Gintoki over there made a warning voice.

Then Oda Komyo opened his eyes and said, "Yes, I understand you."

Then Takasugi Shinsuke laughed, he was determined to win.Then he stood up and said in a deep and elegant voice: "The snow is beautiful tonight, I wonder if I have the honor to invite Miss to enjoy the snow together?"

Oda Komyo nodded, and then gave him his hand.

The two of them left arm in arm, looking like a pair of talented men and women from behind.

Under the night sky is a vast white scene, the nearby lights illuminate the flying snowflakes, while the flying snow in the deep alley is swallowed by darkness.

It's always a good feeling to hold an umbrella together, and it's him.

If it was before, Oda Komyo would feel that it would be a pity not to do anything in such a good atmosphere.

Shinsuke Takasugi's fingers are pale and slender. When he holds the paper umbrella, his fingers are set off beautifully.She raised her hand to touch his fingertips, and heard his words unexpectedly: "I liked you before." Takasugi Shinsuke said.

He didn't look at her when he said this, and in his sight was the snow falling quietly.Those flakes fell on the edge of night, in the endless stretch of dark sky.The red lantern over there flickered, reflecting his face.

After hearing his words, Oda Komyo was stunned, but he didn't feel any happiness.

"You must be thinking now, you liked it before, what about now?" Shinsuke Takasugi withdrew his gaze, looked down at her and said.

"Are you showing off your reasoning ability to me?" Oda Shinyo asked back, she was a little unhappy.

"No, I'm just chatting with you. I always talk like this." Takasugi Shinsuke said.

"I really want someone to beat you up." Oda Shinyo said.

Takasugi Shinsuke smiled, his smile is always very interesting.The night settled in his eyes, and she seemed to feel overlapping phantoms when she looked at him, and Oda Kinyo listened almost hopelessly to her own heartbeat speeding up, then she shook her head and let out a sigh.

"You have a bad temper, but you have always been patient with me." Shinsuke Takasugi continued.

"You still know?" Oda Kamyo snorted.

"Of course I know. Because the other party is you." He said in such a leisurely manner, seemingly unintentionally.

Oda Jinyo's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat again.

"You," she said.

Takasugi Shinsuke didn't speak, this time he just watched Oda Jindai very intently, very intently.

Oda Komyo looked away and said, "The moonlight grass is almost ripe."

"After that, please leave it to Chen Ma, he will give it to me." He said.

"When did you hook up with him?" she asked.

"Earlier than you think," he said.

"Well, all of you have ideas. What about Ah Yin?" she asked.

"Why don't you ask yourself?" he said.

"Oh." Oda Goddai paused, and said bluntly, "I'm short of money."

"I'll give it to you." Shinsuke Takasugi said calmly.

Oh... that sentence sounds weird.

Oda Shinyo was wondering whether she should hit him or something, and then he heard Shinsuke Takasugi say, "It's getting late today, I'm leaving first." His hand pressed her shoulder, and then handed over the umbrella In front of her, said, "See you another day, Kamyo."

Oda Komyo didn't speak, just took the umbrella.

She felt a little sad.

But he moved closer to her, his hand still on her shoulder, and he whispered something slowly in her ear.

Oda Jinyo stayed there.

Then Takasugi Shinsuke let go of her, opened his arms and said, "Do you want to abandon everything and go with me?"

"Why do you..." Her expression was a little complicated.

He understood her answer, so he withdrew all his smiles and said lightly, "See you some other day, Kamdai."

"See you another day, Jinsuke." Oda Shinyo said.

On a snowy night, he disappeared into the darkness alone.

Oda Shindai stood in place holding an umbrella, and after a while, she dropped the umbrella on the ground, letting snowflakes fall on her body.

Just now, Shinsuke Takasugi said in her ear:

"I'll answer your question now.

I loved you in the past, and I still love you now. "

——But, Jinsuke, why didn't you say this sentence many years ago?

02.

After seeing Takasugi Shinsuke for a while, Oda Kinyo seemed to have no energy, Zong San Zuowen was secretly surprised by Takasugi Shinsuke's influence on his master.Surprised, he kept the matter secret.

Although other fusangshen, including Yamabuki Kirichoyoshi who always looked blank, had secretly asked Sozo, Sozozuo kept shaking his head and didn't reveal a word.

But on the other hand, those who are closer to Oda Jindai, Mikazuki Munechi and Yaki Hasebe both asked Zong San Zuowen the reason why Oda Jindai is not energetic, which made Zong San feel a little curious about the writing, and then one day, he finally Unable to bear it, he went to ask Sanri Yue Zongjin in private.

Over there, Sanri Yuezong was practicing calligraphy. It was rare for him to brush and splash ink. Although it seemed that the dots were dyed into flowers, there was a sense of swords and swords between the square inches. He turned his wrist and raised the tip of the brush. Patience does not seem to be much, and the pen and pen are all sharp.

Zong San Zuowen only glanced at it, then looked away, faintly feeling that he seemed to be spying on the other party's privacy, and then he continued the topic just now:

"Sanriyue Palace... Aren't you curious?"

The dead branches outside the window were slanting, and the snow was clear and light. In front of the window, Yue Zongjin dipped his brush in the inkstone and said, "Hahaha, why are you curious?"

"Everyone feels that knowing why the Lord is unhappy is a good opportunity to get close to the Lord." Zong San Zuowen said.

At that time, the wind blew up thousands of layers of snow waves, and the birds went against the wind, leaving a few pieces of colorful feathers blowing up with the wind.Mikazuki Zongjin put down his pen and walked outside, Zongsan Zuowen got up and followed, and then saw Sankazuki Zongjin sitting in front of the corridor, flicking the handle of the knife on his knee with his fingers, and said:

"This is indeed a good opportunity to get close to the Lord."

"Then Sanriyuedian, you..." Zong Sanzuo asked puzzledly.

"Zongsan, you still don't understand." Sanriyue Zongjin sighed.

Zong San shook his head.

"Don't get too close to the Lord, the Lord is like a raging fire, you can get light and warmth within a certain range, but if you get too close, you will burn yourself, and if you embrace the flame, the only way is to turn into ashes You can go." Sanri Yue Zongjin said.

"But..." Zong San paused for a moment, but did not continue.

"Do you want to ask Hasebe?" Mikazuki Zongjin asked.

"Yes." Zong San nodded.

"Hasebe is different from us. He doesn't care about anything, he only cares about the Lord." Sanriyue Zongjin said, the wind was blowing the dead leaves to pull out new shoots, he stared at the new green side, and suddenly laughed, " And do you think Hasebe will end well?"

Zong San Zuowen fell into silence.