Himura Kenshin's expression was a little serious, and his eyes looked at Mikigaki Kisame with a hint of inquiry.

"How did Miss Kobayashi meet Demon Slayer of the Shinsengumi?"

Is Natsugo Uesugi’s nickname actually called Demon Slayer?It sounds quite powerful, with an inexplicable chuuniu aura.

"When I first came to Kyoto and was unfamiliar with the place, Mr. Uesugi helped me, so we got to know him once."

"So that's it." Himura Kenshin paused and said in a more solemn tone, "If Miss Kobayashi meets someone from the Shinsengumi again next time, it's better to take a detour."

"You are right, I will pay attention next time."

This was the second time he spoke to him in a serious tone.The way he talks is very much like his class teacher before the college entrance examination.

Although Kisame Mikigaki responded, he didn't take it seriously: "I didn't realize it. People like you who walk in the shadow of swords and lights every day have a strong sense of crisis. They seem to be very good at protecting themselves. This is not the case at all. They are members of the Raiders who are willing to fight to the death.”

"I just..." Himura Kenshin blushed slightly, "Miss Kobayashi is so young and doesn't know the dangers of the world. I just think Miss Kobayashi should learn more about how to protect herself."

A weak young girl really needs to learn how to protect herself.However, he is not some weak young girl.

After coming out of the restaurant, Himura Kenshin carried two bags of rice, weighing 70 kilograms. It took him two to three quarters of an hour to carry the rice from the rice market back to the kitchen, a distance of about two kilometers.

Although the distance and weight were nothing to her, she could easily lift it with a little chakra attached to her hand.But the weak girl running against two bags of rice would probably scare passers-by into going back to sleep.

Although she has purchased rice, it does not mean that her food will change. Her food is still the same as before, a stick of corn in the morning, a bowl of millet at noon, and a small bowl of beans and rice at night.Seeing that the cooks were satisfied with just a small amount of food every meal, Inikasaki Kisame was really surprised.

To be honest, the amount of cereals he eats every night is not enough to fill his teeth.Fortunately, when she was shopping for rice during the day, she cleverly bought some snacks and candy cakes and stuffed them into her arms and brought them back with her.

After dinner, Himura Kenshin practiced swordsmanship in the yard as usual. His swordsmanship was the best among the entire team, but in his opinion, it was a bit slow, and the angle was not good enough for an electric drill.

But without the blessing of chakra, being able to practice such swordsmanship is pretty good.

After practicing for half an hour, Himura Kenshin stopped. Seeing that she had been watching around, he thought she also wanted to practice, so he handed her the bamboo sword in his hand.

"Miss Xiaolin, I remember you are also good at swordsmanship. Do you want to try sparring?"

Kisame Kisaki took it and said, "If I don't play well, you can't laugh at me."

He still didn't know what the state of this body would be like without using chakra to move the sword, so now that he had the chance, he would try it.

"It's just a discussion, how dare I laugh at Miss Kobayashi, Miss Kobayashi should be more careful." As he said this, Kenshin Himura took another bamboo sword from the shelf, and then posed to chop at her.

The power gap between men and women is really too big. Kisame Inikisaki deliberately restrained himself and did not use chakra. He only tried his best to use his arms to block him, but he could only block him. And he knew very well that Feicun's attack only used one-third of his strength.

At that moment, Iniki Kaki Kisame began to use Qiao Jin to fight against the defense.

After a few rounds, Himura Kenshin stopped on his own initiative, with a rather appreciative look in his eyes: "I don't know which master taught Miss Kobayashi's swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is quite exquisite. If I hadn't taken some power, and experience, I’m afraid I will be at a disadvantage.”

"It's nothing, my father taught me."

"It turns out that Miss Xiaolin's father is also a martial arts practitioner?"

Kisame Kisaki nodded, his father was a special jounin, wasn't he a martial arts practitioner among martial arts practitioners?

Himura Kenshin was silent for a moment, then his words became a little heavier and he looked at her: "I don't know whether I should say it, but there are some things that I, Miss Kobayashi, need to be mentally prepared for."

"what?"

"May I ask when did your father leave home and go to Kyoto?"

"...April of the year before last." Inikisaki Kisame made up a random time.

"Do you still remember what your father said to you before he left? Or did you see any unusual people in the days before he left?"

Mikigaki Kisame didn't expect that he would ask such a detailed question. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then desperately made up a story: "That day, I remember he met a samurai with a sword, and that man seemed to invite him to do something. But originally my father was not willing to go, but one of the samurai seemed to say something about foreigners. I can’t remember the rest."

"It's...that's really the case."

"...Is that so?" Kisame Inikigaki didn't know what he was thinking about. When he compiled it just now, he was just trying to portray a middle-aged man who left his hometown and went to Kyoto in a more vivid and detailed way.

Under the persuasion of others, he left his hometown and his whereabouts are unknown.

"In this era, the country is at a critical moment of life and death. The incompetent shogunate, the neglected emperor, and foreign artillery fire and terms, which one is not the noose for the country's subjugation?"

Himura Kenshin paused and looked at her, his tone full of respect: "Presumably your father came to Kyoto for the survival of the nation, right? He is fighting for the destiny of the nation."

"So you are saying that the reason why I haven't found my father yet is because he... he may have sacrificed his life for the country?" Kisame Mikigaki was a little confused, and then he continued.

The tone is miserable and the acting is superb.

"Don't be too sad. I just said it casually and couldn't take it seriously."

"But I take it seriously. If I can't find him again, I will think that he died for his ideals. I will be proud of him."

Inikaki Kisame couldn't help but praise his wit. He had made it up to come to Kyoto to look for his father, and he would continue to make it up to explain why he couldn't find his father.

Now that we have such a conversation, we don’t even need to continue making things up.

Himura Kenshin bowed to her, obviously a little apologetic: "Miss Xiaolin, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said these words today."

"It's okay. I don't blame you. That's how it is. I'm very grateful to Mr. Himura for helping me see the reality clearly."

After a brief exchange, Himura Kenshin said goodbye to her. As night fell, he could not stay any longer. He was going to go on his "Tenchu" mission.

Nighttime was not kind to Kisame, who was used to sleeping late.

Every hungry night was a sleepless night. As usual, Kisame got up and ran to the well to drink water. This time he planned to drink some water first before going back to the house to eat snacks. Otherwise, eating too sweet snacks on an empty stomach would not be good for the pancreas. friendly.

When I returned to the house, I was surprised to see an extra man in the house.

The man was very young and unfamiliar. In the dim light, Kisame took a closer look and said, "Who are you? I don't think I have seen you before."

"Although you don't know me, I know you. You are the woman brought back by Kenshin."

"My name is Kobayashi Yoshiki. Are you the boss of Himura Kenshin?" The only ones who could call Battousai so affectionately were the older cooks and several captains of Himura Kenshin, but she couldn't remember. Get up and wonder which of the captains the man in front of you is.

The man was very calm and nodded to confirm his guess, and then he took a few steps towards Kisame Inakisaki: "Miss Yoshiaki came to Kyoto to look for her father, so you have been looking for her for so long, have you found her?"

"It will take a while."

"I take it there is no so-called father of yours in Kyoto, right? Do you think you are a spy sent by the Shinsengumi?"

"Do you know everything about what happened on the street that day?" Kisame Mikigaki smiled slightly, with great interest, "But if I were a spy, I would not contact the Shinsengumi in front of Kenshin. This is not Too stupid?"

"It's possible that it's just a trick you planned to make people lower their guard."

Kisame Inigangaki raised his eyebrows slightly after listening to his sophistry, and couldn't help but be curious about his purpose. It was now the middle of the night, and the members of the surprise team had all gone out to perform tasks. He took advantage of Kenshin's absence in the yard to The purpose of coming to her was obviously not to put a spy hat on her.

"According to your logic, wouldn't it be impossible for me to prove my innocence?"

The man smiled slightly, but looked a little serious: "As long as you go undercover in the Shinsengumi and bring us news about the Shinsengumi's actions, we will believe you."

"You want me to be a spy? I'm just a weak woman. It's impossible for the Shinsengumi to take me in."

"This is a very simple matter. I will send a team of surprise troops to hunt you down near the Shinsengumi people. You can just seek the Shinsengumi's blessing when the time comes."

"Don't you think this design is bloody and lame? Besides, I don't want to be chased by the Raiders."

The light was a little dim, whether intentionally or not, the man raised his hand and held his chin, examining it carefully. "Miss Fang Shi is very beautiful. She is so beautiful that she can confuse many men. Although the various aspects may not be reasonable, your beauty can cover up such subtle irrationality. You are very suitable to be a spy. If it were me, I think I would I’ll like you too.”

The act of pinching his chin shocked Kisame Inarigaki, and his heart was shaken as much as a volcano erupting.

Almost subconsciously, he raised his foot and kicked the man, sending the man flying to the wall with a loud "thud".

The man tremblingly tried to get up from the ground, clutching his abdomen, but immediately fell to the ground again. He looked at Kisame Kisame in shock: "Miss Xiaolin... so... powerful..."

"Are you okay...Wait a minute, what's your name?" He almost forgot to ask his name. It would be too confusing to kick him to death without knowing who died.

"Gao...shan...Jinzuo...vomit..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man who called himself Takasugi Shinsaku vomiting a mouthful of blood and then fell down.

Takasugi Shinsaku, such a familiar name, Gansaki Kisame touched his chin and thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember who this person was.

Seeing Takasugi lying motionless on the spot, Mikigaki Kisame stepped forward and explored the carotid artery. He saw that the carotid artery was no longer pulsing and the chest was no longer rising. He had really kicked him to death.

Looking at Shinsaku Takasugi lying on the floor and the large amount of blood he vomited, he couldn't help but be speechless.

Come on, he's really going to be hunted down by the Raiders now.

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