The end of the curtain

?The long night is not quiet, and the shadows of the whirling trees are changing and moving in the slightly biting wind.

The weather gradually turned cold at night, and gusts of wind poured straight into everyone's collars. Although there was tea and wine to warm their stomachs, just this could not help but make people feel a bit chilly.

"...What, didn't Zuozhi say before that his greatest wish was to marry a virtuous woman?" The chief executive who was sitting beside him naturally couldn't forget to tease Harada and Qianzuru, his eyes moved Harada and Chizuru jumped on them.

Qianhe was startled when he heard the words, and then his fair little face turned red, and he glared angrily at the malicious chief director: "...please, please don't do this! Mr. Okita !"

But when she intentionally or unintentionally landed on Tukata, she was caught by the chief's sly green fox eyes.

Ah, that's right...

"Hahahahahaha..." Harada also paused for a while, but took a sip of his wine and raised his head to look at the deep and wide sky, but he said slowly and without any taboo: "Well, Qianzuru is indeed good, always for everyone Those who pour tea and water..."

"Eh, eh?!... Harada, Mr. Harada!"

"Ahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

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Shin Yaharada and Heisuke were obviously drunk, but the iron-fisted trio will never forget to huddle together laughing and chatting.But when Hijikata's suppressed anger was about to explode because of their unscrupulous behavior, Kondo pulled him back with a smile.

"Come on, A Sui, I don't know how long it's been since we sat together and drank together like this, let's not get drunk today!" Mr. Kondo laughed heartily and handed over the wine dish containing sake "I used to do this a lot in Edo. I remember my greatest dream at that time was to become a samurai. Today, I have gone through so much hard work with everyone and finally realized it. It was really not easy along the way. Looking back now Waking up feels like a dream..."

The slight confusion in the eyes seems to be confused and confused about the future, but more firm.

"Also..." Hijikata took the wine dish that Kondo handed over, and looked at it with some absentmindedness.After a long time, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, which even he could hardly detect. Such a smile was so indifferent that it made people feel unreal, "It's really like a dream..."

It is like the night cherry in full bloom under the hazy silver gauze, gorgeous and charming in elegance.

The fleeting years are full, and a group of people from the Weiwei Hall came hand in hand, let alone the ups and downs, it has passed through several spring and autumn years.The feeling of brotherhood that has shared weal and woe for so long cannot be expressed clearly in a few words.

Since they first came to Kyoto two years ago, the Langshi group was still unknown and even spurned by others. Now they have been recognized through hard work and hard work together, and share the joy of victory together.Supporting each other when they were covered with bruises, and now recalling the toast to drink, this warm warmth is irreplaceable.

Suddenly, I felt some warmth in my eye sockets... Really...

"Well, what are you thinking about now, Mr. Hijikata, Mr. Kondo, shouldn't we have a few more drinks? Hahahaha!" Heisuke laughed and raised his glass with a full belch, showing the boldness that an Edo man should have meaning.

Shinpachi smiled and clinked glasses with Hesuke and Harada, and cast his eyes on Hijikata and Saito who had been drinking tea calmly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Hijikata is coming to have a drink too... Hajime, don't stand there. Qianzuu quickly take away his tea and fill up the wine!"

"Ah, ah, it's really sad, I'm not invited to such a lively reception—" The chief executive, who has always been unwilling to be left out, raised the ceramic cup that had just finished drinking tea and was about to receive the wine, but abruptly Shengdi was glared back by Hijikata's gloomy eyes: "You guys are really...restrain me!...Director, didn't you cough so badly just now that you dared to drink—"

"That's why Mr. Hijikata is really annoying..." The chief executive immediately complained dissatisfied when he saw this, with a rare resentment on his expression, but he didn't go to pick up the wine.

As a result, the deputy director, Kong Saito, began to seriously preach to the general director again, citing examples in a serious manner to tell the hard work of the deputy director of the general director...

"Hey, Hajime, don't be so cautious, come over and have a drink... But speaking of the chief, that guy wouldn't dare to drink even if Mr. Hijikata is around—" Shinpachi suddenly smiled hey hey showing a look of disbelief With a cryptic expression of good intentions, "Because Xiaoxu won't let me—"

In an instant, everyone's laughter stopped abruptly, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became silent, as if even the slight sound of a needle falling could be heard.

When he heard the name "Xiaoxu", Chizuru's hands pouring wine for Hijikata trembled, and the clear wine overflowed from the cup to Hijikata's hand, and the aroma of Japanese sake gradually wafted into the air. Intense, but their attention is obviously not here.

Xiaoxu, if you calculate carefully, she has been away for more than a month, but her departure seems to make people gradually forget.Today I was accidentally mentioned by Shinpachi, who is always nervous, and it always makes people feel speechless.

Is it because of the strangeness of her departure, or because of the indescribable feeling in her heart caused by gradually forgetting her...

In fact, smart people know very well in their hearts that Sakurai left without saying hello that night. The reason for this incident is not that simple.And those people Ito mentioned, Chikage Kazama...

Slightly calming down, Harada suddenly felt like cursing inwardly... Shinpachi, you idiot!

"What's the matter with you guys? It's not because the boss doesn't dare to drink casually because of the little—" Shinpachi, who noticed everyone's sudden downcast expressions, but still didn't know what was going on, was timely covered his mouth by Harada, and then Drag it aside.

Ignoring Shinpachi, who was still struggling with "woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo". Acted extremely indifferent.

It's just that indifference is very cold.

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It has been more than a month since they traveled all the way, starting from Kyoto and heading southwest, Chike Kazama's final destination seems to be the Satsuma clan that their Kazama family is loyal to.

Sakurai originally thought that there must be some conditions for Chikage Kazama to take her away from the Shinsengumi to find Koyuki inexplicably, and she herself was mentally prepared.I explained everything clearly the day before leaving Shinsengumi, and tried to make sure everything was safe.

But for more than a month, Kazama has hardly said a word to her, and there is no so-called condition, just let Sakurai follow.Even if they talk, it's just some irrelevant topics.Occasionally, only Shiranui Kuang chatted with her, but it was irrelevant.

Sakurai was very depressed and puzzled, but at first she calmed down very well, didn't ask anything, and just followed the wind.

(I'm not familiar with anything in Japan at all, so please forgive me if I'm wrong, but I can help point it out)

"Hey, little girl...you just follow the wind, aren't you afraid of that guy cheating on you?" Shiranui had a teasing expression on his face. It was not the first time he asked such a question. Swinging the pitch-black pistol around and laughing, Sakurai always felt that every time he looked at his expression, he was observing a very interesting little animal.

Seeing Chikage Kazama standing with her back to them not far away, Sakurai was thinking about Chikage Kazama's return to the Satsuma domain in her heart, and didn't think too deeply, but at this moment she heard Shiranui's initiative to talk.

Sakurai knew that Shiranui took the initiative to talk to him only because it was really boring to be alone with the three of them on this trip. Although Chikage Kazama didn't feel like a serious person, he was always proud and didn't like to be verbose, otherwise Shiranui would be extremely boring every time. It won't be so weird to look at yourself when you ask this question.

Sakurai is just an ordinary human being. Although her physique is not weak, she has already been exhausted after walking for more than a month and her legs are sore. It stands to reason that people of the ghost clan are born with good physique and hardly need to rest on the road, but Kazama is entering the city. Before that, he said "rest" indifferently.

Sakurai didn't say anything, he was tired anyway, so he obediently followed suit, sitting on the ground with his knees hugged and his back leaning against the thick tree trunk, and the samurai sword "Big Dipper", which was heavy and sweaty in the palm of his hand all the way, was also casually put away. To the nearby grass.

So Shiranui came to ask her this question.

"I'm afraid, but I don't think he will lie to me." Sakurai raised his black eyes that were so calm that they were almost deserted, and looked at him, and said in a low voice, then continued to lower his head to rub his sore and weak ankle.

He admitted it very frankly, although it was just asking for fun, but Shiranui still maintained that slightly arrogant smile.

Oh?Believe...or believe in this last hope and hold on tight?

But this hope, as it seems to be becoming clearer and clearer, has begun to become uncertain...

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The moon is bright and the wind is clear, and everything is sounding.

The huge Kazama mansion was immersed in the silence of the night, and then was quietly swallowed up by the luxuriant tree shadows.The night sky like a heavy curtain is not called clouds, but a full moon that is as cold as a mirror and casts thousands of clear brilliance.

The quaint lattice windows faced the lush garden, and Sakurai almost opened the entire window, kneeling on the cold floor.

...General Manager, have you taken your medicine well...Did you shirk again and again...But, if it is Qianzuru, there should be no problem...If you dare to bully Qianzuru, be careful that I will find a chance to kill you. damn you bastard...

The half-open sliding door was suddenly fully opened, and Sakurai dully turned to look at the indifferent expression he had maintained just now, only to see the maid named Masako standing at the door with a smile, and said softly: "Miss Sakurai, master Let you go there, please follow me."

After recovering for a while, Sakurai vigorously shook his "schizophrenic" head, and the indifference in his eyes gradually faded away.She stood up slowly, thought briefly in her mind, and then said softly: "Please lead the way, thank you."

——No, I should do something, waiting like this is not an option...

Masako turned around with a gentle smile on her eyebrows.

The Kazama mansion is not too big, but it is not small, but Japanese-style houses always have many corridors with many twists and turns. Although Masako is leading the way, Sakurai already feels a little dizzy.Just as she was complaining in her heart, Masako in front suddenly stopped in a room: "This is it."

ah?So fast?

Sakurai hadn't had time to react and stopped completely, Masako had already gently opened the closed sliding door, but this time she stood at the door and didn't go in, but bowed slightly to Sakurai and made a gesture. pose please.

Sakurai didn't question anything, but walked in softly, and the room was filled with the smell of nicotine tobacco. Although she didn't dislike this smell very much, she couldn't help but frowned.

At this moment, the sliding door behind him was quickly closed, Sakurai suddenly felt a little inexplicable, but scratched his head and couldn't figure out why he thought so.

The specifications of the Japanese-style rooms seem to be almost the same, but this room is larger than the room Kazama arranged for him before, but the room decoration is simple and monotonous, with almost no decorations.

There was a candlestick lit with a white candle on the low table. The orange candle was not enough to illuminate the dim room, but Sakurai just had a good look at Chikage Kazama who was casually sitting by the window.

At this time, Chikage Kazama had already changed out of the golden kimono and wide haori, and put on a simple men's yukata with a white background and gold thread trimming to outline gorgeous patterns, but he was slender and tall. The figure is trimmed and unobstructed.

Under the light of the candlelight, the blood-red eyes sparkled with a thrilling beauty, which was a kind of pure evil charm, carrying a deadly bewitchment. ?