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

Future's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped for half a beat.

Straightening up, the director reached out to wipe away a drop of dried blood on the right side of her face, "Be careful next time, remember to wash your face and change your clothes first."

Future wiped his face vigorously, and his heartbeat couldn't slow down.

He found a random posture, leaned back, and propped his hands back on the tatami. The loose yukata was now wide open, half-exposing his chest, "I heard from Hajime, is that man a monster?"

I don't know if it's because he broke his words, Miku miraculously calmed down, and looked at Saito next to him, "Did you see it all?"

Saito nodded slightly, and explained somewhat unskillfully, "I didn't tell the chief on purpose."

Future laughed silently, "It's okay, no need to apologize."

"What kind of monster is that? It must be very strong, but it's Mirai-chan."

Future did not answer, stood up after a few seconds of silence, and walked to the window to watch the snowy night outside.

It took a long time for the throat to roll, and the voice muttered, as if in a dream, "That's not a monster, it's a human being."

No race, no good or evil, despicable compatriots cannibalism.

The dark eyes lost their light, numb and empty, but there was still a smile on his face, fragile as if it would shatter with a light touch, more like laughing at himself.

At a time like this, it was obvious that something should be said, but after all, something was missing.

……

The brilliance of the rising sun is bestowed on the earth, and the immaculate white snow is printed and dyed into colorful satin in a bright red.

Qianhe brought the morning tea to the table in the room, "Mr. Chang, I put the tea here."

"Well, thank you." The other party was sitting in front of the mirror combing his hair. His smooth black hair was loose, with a faint luster like satin.

Qianhe showed envy, walked over and picked up a few strands of long hair and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

In the future, he looked down and saw that the shining doll was nothing more than sawdust inside, and her appearance was nothing more than that.

"Let me help you comb your hair." Qianhe took the wooden comb from her hand on a whim, and carefully combed her long hair, "Mr. Dechang has beautiful hair, but he never combs it well. , always casually wear a bun, this is not acceptable."

"What's the use of being pretty if no one appreciates it."

"How come no one appreciates it? Mr. Okita, Mr. Hijikata, Mr. Saito, Mr. Harada...everyone has been looking at you."

Future ignored the strange feeling in his heart, and instead teased a few words, "What about you, Qianhe? Why don't you dress yourself up well?"

Qianhe was immediately overwhelmed by the question, but shook her head shyly and said, "How can I have such a good-looking Mr. Chang?" and devoted all his thoughts to dressing up the porcelain figure in front of him.

Her movements are very skillful, even after combing her hair, she insisted on applying makeup, after a long time of tossing, she was finally satisfied.

In the future, he wanted to go to the mirror to see what he looked like at the moment, but was pushed away by Yukimura Chizuru, "I can't do it now, I can't look at it, go out quickly, Mr. Okita and the others will be surprised when they see it."

Before he was astonished, he only met Saito Kazu, who had a rare and worried expression. The surprise in his eyes was fleeting, and then he said seriously, "Pack up quickly, and leave for Kyoto at noon."

Qianhe blinked in surprise, "So fast? Didn't you agree that it will be five days and five nights?"

"There was an accident in the team. A few days ago, Mr. Hijikata and Mr. Shannan were attacked by rogues when they were patrolling in Osaka. Mr. Shannan's arm was seriously injured. I'm afraid it will be difficult to hold a sword in the future."

The heavy voice was like a heavy heart, and it could be seen that Saito was worried about them.

For a samurai, hands and swords are more important than life, but now...

In the future, he lowered his eyes with some sympathy, and raised his hand to untie the freshly combed Jingfeng bun, "I see, I will inform the proprietress."

Seeing her hard work pass away like water, Qianhe didn't show any dissatisfaction. When Mr. Shannan was injured, it was really inappropriate to dress up so gorgeously.

The author has something to say:

hhh started to be awkward again

The old-style male characters in the past basically liked the heroine, so the heroine here is also a heartthrob, and she kills both men and women, although I don't know where she is worth "fascinating" [cover face]