I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

"Ah Fu!" The mother's voice came again, "What are you doing? The table is cleared up soon! The guests are still waiting!"

"Ah, good!" Ah Fu responded quickly, then gathered his mind, turned his attention back to the work in front of him, and returned to the back kitchen with the packed dishes and chopsticks in his arms.

"Is this okay?" A-Machi asked Ogata who was walking beside her, "Why don't you go in and see the mother and daughter?"

"No need." Ogata smiled slightly, "Seeing that they live well, that's enough."

Ogata, wearing a bamboo hat with a hat so deep that it could cover his entire face, followed his memory and came to the gate of the Ishikawa Sword Gym.

The gate of the Ishikawa Sword Gym was closed because Ishikawa Bingma went out to look for Itagaki and others.

The reason why Ogata came here was to be able to tell Ishikawa Bingma: Itagaki is dead

Because he predicted in advance that Ishikawa soldiers and horses should not come back, he took out the envelope he had prepared in advance, and the letter inside was written with the general story of the Itagaki who he met and killed in the end but did not choose to let go of his hatred.

After Ogata threw the envelope into the gap in the door of the Ishikawa Sword Gym, A-machi, who has been looking at Ogata's hometown with curious eyes since entering the Hirose Domain, asked:

"Ayi, is there anything else you want to go?"

"Well, there is one more place I must go."

After finishing speaking, Ogata took a deep breath, and led A-Ming onto a familiar path that he had walked through countless times.

Along this path, until the end, a sword gym gradually came into sight of Ogata and A-cho.

Sakakibara Sword Gym.

Looking at the pair of door plaques hanging on the door of the museum, nostalgia, regret, and annoyance climbed up Ogata's eyes.

A-machi, who knew what Sakakibara Sword Gym meant to Ogata, looked at Ogata's expression at this time, and raised his left hand to wrap the right fist that Ogata had been clenched since just now.

After closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, he opened his right fist and held Ah-Ming's left hand, then raised his left palm and pushed open the heavy door.

All the scenes behind the gate of the museum are exactly the same as those in Ogata's memory.

As Ogata walked towards the museum, he looked carefully at everything around him as if he wanted to engrave all the scenes he saw into his mind.

After a while, the couple holding hands came to the spotless dojo.

When I met Ishikawa Bingma in Osaka before, Ishikawa Bingma told Ogata: The Sakakibara Sword House is still there, and it has been carefully taken care of by Saki, Afu and others.

Now it seems true.

Compared with the past, the only difference in the dojo is that there are no wooden knives placed on the edge of the dojo, and there are no people who should be busy practicing swords in it.

Looking at the dojo that was cleaned spotlessly, voices that could only exist in Ogata's mind rang out in Ogata's mind.

Senior Ogata!They are fighting swords!What are you in a daze for!

Ogata, feel free to accept the certificate of exemption.

Ogata-kun, congratulations!

Waiting for Huang Quan, I don't know what expression to use to face everyone

Ogata, with the corner of his mouth drooping down, let go of the hand that was holding A-Machi, and walked slowly to the very center of the dojo alone.

A-Ming did not follow, but stood silently on the edge of the dojo, quietly watching Ogata return to the place where he used to practice swords.

Standing in the center of the dojo, Ogata held his sword and glanced around.

"This is the beginning of a long journey"

With an ugly smile on his face, Ogata slowly pulled out Da Shitian.

Holding a knife in both hands, he is posing in the middle.

At this moment, Ogata's figure overlapped with the childish figure who was still holding a wooden knife and practicing sword carefree before.

The two figures standing in the same position slowly raised their swords over their heads at the same moment, and then slashed forward with all their strength, carrying out the most basic swordsmanship training: Su Zhen.

Ogata, who no longer holds a wooden sword, is alone in the dojo where he is alone, practicing swordsmanship as before.

The breeze is blowing.

It is the accompaniment of the lonely sound of swinging the sword in the dojo and the sound of the wind.

Ogata, who was holding hands with A-Machi, strolled along a spacious country road.

Looking at the dirt road under his feet, that ugly smile appeared on Ogata's face again.

At the beginning, he was sent off by his old Cang Yong, and he left Hirose Fan along this road.

After a while, he recognized the place where he said goodbye to Cang Yong.

At that time, Kuranaga was standing on the side of the road watching him, and he never saw the loyal minister who gave his life for the Hirose Clan again.

After a long time, he set foot on this dirt road leaving the Hirose Domain again.

But compared to last time, he is no longer a lonely person listening.

By his side, there is a partner who can share weal and woe.

In front of him, there are many friends who have lived and died with him waiting for him.

The ugly smile on his face gradually turned into a plain smile, Ogata silently tightened the hand of A-Machi held in his right palm, then raised his left hand and placed it on his left waist The Da Shi Tian Dao is on the tan.

"It's a long journey"

Ogata muttered again.

This time, his tone was no longer sad like it was in the sword gym just now, but filled with excitement and anticipation.

After meeting with Lin and others, they will go to Nagasaki in Kyushu to take a boat to Ryukyu.

Another long journey.

And since then, there should be countless journeys waiting for him.

Ogata didn't know when his own trip would end.

He only knows: just walk straight forward.

As long as there is a knife in his waist, and as long as A-Ding is by his side, he is not afraid of any danger.

Ogata slightly pushed up the edge of the bamboo hat above his head, and looked at the distant place.

Ogata, whose footsteps became brisker by little, flashed the momentum in his pupils when he left the Hirose Domain that year.

Atachi, who had been watching Ogata's expression seriously since just now, bit his lower lip.

"Ayi"

Ah-Machi seemed to have made up his mind, and took several deep breaths.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Well, I didn't always feel uncomfortable in my body some time ago. After I went to the doctor to see me, the doctor said I said me"

Having said that, Ah-Ming suddenly hesitated to speak.

Ah Ding, with two patches of red glow flying from his cheeks, lowered his eyes to look at his slender waist.

"What did you say?" Ogata, who didn't notice A-Machi's little gesture, asked in confusion.

"The two of us can already think about what to name our baby"

Ah Ding's cheeks were as red as bleeding, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's moan.

But Ogata still heard it clearly.

On the winding country road, the sunlight pouring down from the sky shines on Ogata who is frozen in place and A-Machi who is showing him a gentle smile.

The weather was sunny and sunny.

Cloudless.

Finally, the end of the fast roll!

The legend of Shura is over!

End of the book