I thought it was be but it turned out to be he

This room is so tidy that it is too monotonous, empty, and there is nothing superfluous except for the necessary furniture.

Do not violate Bushido;

Do not leave the organization without authorization;

Do not raise funds in private and accept bribes;

Unauthorized litigation and mediation are not allowed;

Do not fight without reason.

Anyone who violates the above regulations will be punished with a heart-to-heart apology.

This is the discipline of the Shinsengumi "Evil, Immediate, Slash".

Just as Mirai was studying the writing on the wall, a cold voice called her back, "What is your relationship with Sakamoto?"

With a cold face, he almost asked if you were his accomplice.

In the future, he didn’t avoid the important ones, let alone change the subject, and said calmly, “I’m a businessman, and I just buy and sell. identity."

Tufang didn't make a sound, just sat there looking at her, and after a long time, he said calmly, with a chill in every word, "I won't kill you, it doesn't mean that my doubts about you are gone, it's just because you died Someone will be sad."

The air stagnates embarrassingly, and the future is boring to count the lines on the tatami. The relatively silent pattern is not broken until a lazy voice gets closer and closer, "Mr. Still patrolling."

The paper door was pulled open from the outside, the chief executive grabbed his hair and walked in, only to find that there was another person in the room and said in surprise, "Future sauce, why are you here?"

Tufang briefly explained the matter, and when he heard that Mirai was almost killed by the team members as a reformer, the smile on the director's face disappeared without a trace, and the knuckles of his clenched fists turned white.

After calming down, he bid farewell to the earth party, and directly picked up the future and walked out.

She was indeed bumped into by someone in the chaos, but she couldn't even walk.

Sensing her struggle, the director freed his hand and pressed her head down, "Don't move around, how could you, a girl, suffer such serious injuries."

"..." Is she really okay?

At the corner, a thin man had a panoramic view of this scene.

Mr. Okita...

……

The sky was gloomy, and the wind was gradually increasing. It was obviously hot a few days ago, but the temperature dropped sharply today.

Mirai sat on the bed holding a cup of hot tea, Saitoichi sat cross-legged quietly in the corner, but the busy figure of the chief executive walked in and out ignited the atmosphere in the room.

"Lunch is ready." The chief executive walked to the bed with a bowl of porridge, and handed the bowl to the person on the bed expectantly, "Eat and see."

Future put down the teacup, took the porridge and put it under his nose to smell the aroma, then frowned, Qiu Da bitterly stared at the green particles mixed between the rice grains, and did not move the spoon for a long time.

"what happened?"

"There are leeks in it..."

"It's not good to be picky eaters."

"I hate leeks." Future put on a picky look very honestly, "And I'm not sick, why give me leeks."

"But it's still a little hot."

The director raised his hand to test the temperature of her forehead with the back of his hand.

Future waved his hand away unnaturally, "I'm just getting hot, who insisted on covering me with such a thick quilt, anyway, I don't know how to eat leeks."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the bowl aside and kept away from himself, his attitude was very firm.

The chief executive had nothing to do with her, and he was about to declare his surrender, when a nerve deep in his mind was suddenly triggered, and he had a flash of inspiration.

Future suspiciously watched him take a sip, and then wanted to ask him what he was doing, but the other party had already put down the bowl and leaned over, wrapping her shoulders with one hand to prevent her from escaping, and lifting her chin with the other hand.

Noticing his intention, he pushed him away in the future.

The chief was pushed back to the ground by her reckless strength, blinked in a daze, and said blankly after a long time, "It really is amazing, Mirai-chan, she is no match at all..."

Future looked indifferent, and said not too cheerfully, "It's enough to stop joking."

The chief was taken aback for a moment before he smiled, "I'm lying to you, I don't have anything in my mouth, but I didn't expect you to react so strongly. I'm sorry, I won't do it in the future."

Hearing what he said, the future didn't hold on to this matter, since I knew him from the very beginning, I knew that he had such a personality.

At this time, the three Harada came in with gifts, and Yongcang made a gesture of waving his sword, telling Mirai, "We've already cleaned up those bastards!"

"Those people are all from the Serizawa faction." Fujido vividly described the process of how they knocked down those team members.

The process was bloody and violent, but at least no one was killed.

"There really is a dog for every kind of owner." Harada snorted mockingly.

"No, after all, it's a fact that I'm with Sakamoto, and there's nothing wrong with them."

The general manager obviously ignored Future's explanation, and said cruel words indifferently with that innocent face, "You didn't call me, if it was me, I would have killed them directly."

"Mr. Hijikata will not agree to kill them." Saito said solemnly.

Future turned to look out the window, looked at the low-pressure dark clouds and said irrelevantly, "It's going to be a storm."

The others also looked at the cloudy sky outside, "Yes, a storm is coming."

The Shinsengumi is about to blow a storm and torrential rain.