[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

The bonfire burned until late at night before being extinguished.

The only ones who can still stay awake are Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada who has been busy baking food, Yiqi Yixi who can't see the open fire, and Vine Tree who drinks a lot of jars and is still only slightly drunk.

Fujiki helped Ershin Taidao to send the drunkards back to their respective rooms, and tossed back and forth several times before the end of the sword.

But when they threw Yamato Morita and California Kiyomitsu into the quilt and turned back to carry Hijikata's Hijikata and Wakizasa, they found that Izumi Morita and Horikawa Kunihiro had disappeared.

"...Master?" Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada and Yiqi Yishin cast a questioning look at Fujiki.

"It's okay, let them solve it by themselves." Fuji Shuchao took a look in the mountain forest, then looked away, and said to the two shock swords: "Let's go, send everyone back first."

In the forest, under the cover of the branches, the back of the young boy Wakisashi flashed past.Izumi Mori Kanesada staggered in front, and Horikawa Kunihiro carefully followed Izumi Mori Kanesada's thin back, stepping on the grass without making a sound.

Seeing Izumi Mamoru Kanesada walking towards the sword solution pond, Kunihiro Horikawa's pupils constricted suddenly, his heart was choked by fear instantly, the boy Wakizasa wanted to grab the red robe and hit the sword, but his footsteps were as heavy as lead.

Da Dao in red stood in front of Dao Jiechi, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, but the breath around Da Dao was indescribably heavy and sad.

Kunihiro Horikawa felt that he was about to suffocate, but his consciousness was as clear as ever.

He knew how he secretly moved his footsteps and quietly turned to Mr. Jian's side to stand still. He also knew that when Mr. Jian's body shook slightly as if he was about to take that step, he suddenly called out: " What are you doing here, sir?"

"... Kunihiro?"

Izumi Mori Kanesada paused suddenly, looked over in astonishment, and felt guilty in his tearful eyes.

In the next second, the Wakizashi boy rushed over like a flying arrow, and knocked Izumi Mori Kanesada away from the edge of the Tokai Pond with the huge force gained from inertia.

Horikawa Kunihiro sat straddling Izumi Mori Kanesada, clutching the fiery red kimono tightly with both hands, and pressed Fusangshin to the ground.Feeling the faint warmth coming through Mr. Kane's clothes, big tears rolled down from the eyes of the boy Wakizawa.

Tears splashed on his cheeks, and Izumi Mori Kanesada was taken aback, the place where the tears flowed seemed to be burned.

"I won't jump..." Izumi Mori Kanesada immediately understood why the boy was crying, and explained softly.

"Sorry, did I scare you?" Izumi Mori Kanesada raised his hand to hold the shivering shoulder of the young boy Wakizashi, with an apologetic and comforting tone in his voice.

"Then, and, sir! Why do you want to come here?" It seemed that he held his breath for too long, and when he suddenly came back to his senses, Horikawa Kunihiro felt the burning in his lungs, and finally managed to speak out , coughed violently.

"I'll take a look at Mutsu Mori, and..."

"There is another shock, isn't it?" Horikawa Kunihiro interrupted Izumi Mori Kanesada.

"……Yes."

Izumi Mamoru Kanesada patted the boy on the back, he paused for a moment before answering, but the black-haired Wakizai cried even more violently.

"I've heard! Before me, there is Ichishin Horikawa Kunihiro." The boy Wakizasa gritted his teeth and tried hard to calm his breathing, but his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry!" The black-haired Wakizawa apologized loudly, the knuckles of the knuckles clutching the knife-fighting clothes turned white, and the fingertips were cold. "I'm just sad, why isn't Shinborikawa Kunihiro accompanying Kane-san... Kane-san, you must miss him very much, right? I'm sorry, I..."

"Kunihiro."

Izumi Mori Kanesada supported Horikawa Kunihiro's back with one hand to prevent Wakizawa from falling, propped his body up with the other hand, and pulled off the haori to wrap around the boy who seemed to be extremely cold but was actually a little feverish.

"Do you know why I cut my hair short?" Izumi Mori Kanesada called Wakizashi's name softly, but what he asked seemed to be an irrelevant sentence.

"...?"

Horikawa Kunihiro forgot to cry for a while, blinked his eyes in doubt, his body still twitched.

"Because after Kunihiro left, no one will take care of my hair." Izumi Mori Kanesada lowered his eyes and said softly.

Seeing what Wakizashi's wide and clear eyes wanted to say, Izumi Mori Kanesada smiled knowingly, and wiped away the black-haired Wakizashi's tears with his sleeve, with an extremely gentle expression. "I know, you want to say you can take care of it for me."

"...So, besides looking at Mutsu Mamoru, I came here this time to tell Horikawa Kunihiro that I plan to grow my hair long."

Izumi Mori Kanesada pressed Horikawa Kunihiro into his arms, hugged this thin but warm body tightly, and closed his eyes.

It was the luckiest thing in his life to be able to meet Horikawa Kunihiro again after losing everything.

But this time, he will protect the young boy in his arms with his life until his body breaks.

The author has something to say:

Add more drops!

Then the next chapter will return to the present world.

But because the stupid author has the bad habit of streaking around, I decided to take two days off to concentrate on saving the manuscript!

Please don't miss me too much, wave your hands~~