[Comprehensive] The Ritual of Blame Evil

After the abolition of the sword was issued, many warriors have forgotten how to implement their Bushido, the beliefs they once held in their hands, how to kill, and protect what is important in their hearts, have gradually forgotten, and Yoshida Matsuyo has endured this. This increasingly weak belief is passed on firmly.

He has always firmly believed that the knife in his hand is not to cut off the enemy, but to cut off the weak self, not to protect himself, but to protect his own soul, just as he taught his students, true strength is not * The strength of the body, but the strength of the soul, unyielding.

However, it seems that the child in front of him is breaking the common sense he once knew.

"You kid, are you looking for trouble?"

Several wandering swordsmen tended to draw their swords against a child who was about eleven or twelve years old. There were many people watching around, but none of them wanted to help. The man smiled as if he was watching a play, and the woman frowned in regret. This is a chaotic city. Even if it is banned by the abolition of swords, there are people who wear swords. They are either fighters against the shogunate, or wandering swordsmen who ignore the law and are almost like hooligans who bully the weak. At least, in the current world, wandering swordsmen are already derogatory term.

"Well...not to find fault, but you are bullying the weak, so I draw my sword to help when I see injustice on the road, someone taught me that..."

The child's figure is small, and her whole body is tattered, like a beggar begging, but her face is unexpectedly handsome, even if her face is covered with dirty dust, her pair of dark eyes are still clear, yes, It was her. Although her tone and behavior were masculine, Yoshida Shoyang knew that it was a girl. He decided to observe the situation first. The child had an expression on his face that he could handle, and he shivered behind him. In front of the girl in front of him was a steady look without the slightest fear of those wandering swordsmen.

"Draw your sword to help, you little devil doesn't even have a knife, and you still draw your sword to help, hahahaha!! Go back and hide in your mother's arms and cry!!"

Several people laughed, showing her obvious disdain.

However, the girl tilted her head, not caring about their contempt, and the hair she tied at the back of her head was shaking. Instead, the girl looked strange, thinking that they were smiling so ignorantly, her faint opening was like a scale The notes that come out, there is no ups and downs at all:

"Why did you draw the knife? No, the knife I'm talking about is not that kind of knife."

Seven kills glanced at the saber at their waists lightly, and glanced at them indifferently. A few people thought that look was a kind of contempt, they widened their eyes, and without hesitation drew out the saber at their waists and swung it at the girl.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The women around screamed when they saw this, but the person concerned still looked calm, and slowly raised his hands in a defensive posture. You can prevent it! It’s so naive!! Hahaha!!!”

But at that moment, I didn't see what happened clearly, but a silver light flashed, and I saw that the swing towards the child broke off in the middle, and then I saw the girl jumping in the air, spinning in mid-air, and kept spinning. The posture of breaking the knife, and then lightly landed without a sound. The person who was kicked and the broken knife was stunned, and even the person who drew the knife next to him was also stunned. After reacting, he subconsciously continued to swing at the girl, but the girl still didn't move. Unhurriedly dodging the knife that was not fast at all, he still turned sideways and kicked the slightly thin blade.

The two of them stared blankly at their broken knife, a little unbelievable, their knife was broken so easily by this stinky brat, what is the origin of this brat!

"I've said it all, you don't need to draw the knife, I have lightened my strength, otherwise you would have been chopped into pieces."

There was no ups and downs in the soft and cold voice, but coupled with that face that looked a little serious, it made people feel a chill down their spine. Seeing that the two were still dumbfounded, the girl blinked and continued:

"It seems that the local rules are not to kill casually, do you still want to fight?"

"Wow!!!!"

The two immediately threw away the broken blade and ran away.

"...Well, it means that I don't want to fight."

Then Qi Sha put down her hand and patted the dust on her body. Although it was already very dirty, she patted it anyway.

"That...thank you."

The child she saved was thinner than her, she said timidly to the girl, seeing Qi Sha's handsome and masculine face blushed, Qi Sha turned around and looked at him expressionlessly. The girl rescued by her then said slowly:

"...Well, you're welcome, as I said, I was taught to do this, although I don't know why."

"what?"

She, what does she mean?What kind of education is this if you don't know why you did it after saving someone! !

To be honest, Qisha is not good at recognizing people. She will forget a face she has seen once she turns around. It takes a long time for her to remember a person, remember the color, remember the smell, but Qisha is the first The first time I saw the man standing on the corner of the street, I smelled a warm smell. Well, it smelled a bit strange, but that's how it felt. Qi Sha tilted his head and asked the man:

"Well, hello."

My sister said that when you meet someone who looks kind, you must first say hello to leave a good impression on them. That is the first step in communicating with people.

But after Qisha finished speaking, she felt that it was wrong. There was no basis for her sister to say this, since she and Ben had never dated anyone.

"Hello."

Yoshida Shoyo nodded with a smile, the eyes covered by bangs were invisible, but the gentle smile on the corner of the mouth gave Qisha a good impression, she felt that even those covered eyes had gentle eyes, Qisha took a step forward, and nodded suddenly when he saw the knife on Yoshida Matsuyo's waist:

"You also use knives. The levels of knives used by local people are very different."

The girl's statement was very strange. She said that she was native. This was probably the first time he heard someone shouting that. Yoshida Songyang asked gently:

"Aren't you local?"

Qisha's body is really broken and dirty, like a homeless child, Qisha answered honestly when he heard Yoshida's question:

"Oh! I'm an island resident, and I came here by drifting in a boat, but it seems that the local customs and species are a bit different from what I imagined. My sister didn't tell me that all the animals on the native land have evolved into Bipeds can still talk."

Qisha was shocked when she saw Tianren for the first time. She had seen bears, snakes, and various animals on the island, but when she came to the mainland and saw a talking bear and a talking dog, she had to Said she was really short-sighted.

"That's a celestial being."

Yoshida Shoyo rubbed Qisha's head, suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked the girl's name, and said immediately:

"I'm Yoshida Matsuyo, what's your name?"

"..."

Qisha's clear eyes only blinked twice before he said to Yoshida Matsuyo unpreparedly:

"Seven kills."

That is really a cold name.

Yoshida Shoyang sighed, he had seen the girl's skill, decisive and ruthless, it was a skill learned after teaching, the way she broke the blade, that defensive posture, Yoshida Shoyang couldn't help guessing that this was a kind of skill he didn't have The genres I have seen, are there any hidden genres in the current troubled times?

Is the girl dressed like this in exile?

"Qisha, may I ask the genre you use?"

He vaguely felt that the girl's answer would let him know a field he had never touched before, and the existence of the girl was like his surprise in this last bushido.

Qisha's expressionless face loosened a bit, and he seemed to sigh a little:

"I have folded so many knives, but no one has ever asked me about my genre. Probably they all thought that if I didn't use knives, I wouldn't have a genre."

Then, the corners of the girl's mouth slowly curled up, as if a painting suddenly came to life, and the girl's expression became lively. The face that was originally expressionless and beautiful like a doll was now as real as a child. , showing her small canine teeth, Qisha said:

"I'm a virtual sword style, a school of darkness that doesn't use knives, so..."

Qisha's eyes instantly became sharp and cold:

"I am the knife."

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"My sister taught me not to go with strangers."

Qisha puffed out his cheeks and said in a muffled manner, but his footsteps still followed the man in front of him and did not fall. Hearing Qisha's grunt, Yoshida Matsuyo turned to the side and smiled slightly, that beautiful side face was perfectly outlined in the setting sun It is a smile that is easy to believe. There is no malice in the truth. Qisha has no place to live. She is indeed wandering around, so she did not refuse when the other party said that she could be taken in.

I always feel that this man has a talent for kidnapping people.

Girl Seven Kills is inexplicably truthful.

"Silver time..."

When he was about to walk to the door of the private school, Yoshida Shoyo saw a figure at the door, squatting on the steps of the door with a sword that did not match his body in his arms, as if waiting for someone, the name Yoshida Shoyang called out was probably his Seven kills followed Yoshida Shoyang to the boy, and the other party's dead fish eyes stayed on her for a while, and then lazily said to Yoshida Shoyang:

"You are finally back. Wig and Takasugi are fighting for the territory of the kitchen, and now both sides are hurting. As a commoner, I am about to starve to death."

oh!This kid didn't come to welcome his teacher back, but to welcome his dinner!

"Who is she? Extra meal at night?"

Yinshi finally turned the topic to Qisha. He looked Qisha up and down, and felt that this guy was even worse than himself at the time. Yoshida Matsuyo rubbed the boy's silver hair, and the curly hair was seen by Qisha Come on fluffy, when seeing Qisha and Yin, they both stared at each other with bulging eyes and found it interesting to introduce them first:

"Yinshi, she is Qisha, 鑢 Qisha, you will be classmates in the future, and you will live together, you have to take care of each other, Qisha, he is Sakata Yinshi, he is a very good child."

Immediately, Songyang gave him a high hat, Yinshi curled his lips, stretched out his claws and said lazily and without sincerity:

"Oh, take care of me in the future."

"Well... I will."

Seven kills was half a beat slow in reacting before grasping Yinshi's paw, but both of them felt that the other's hand was a bit cold.

"Teacher Songyang! You are back!"

As soon as he stepped into the room, there were two overlapping voices, but the tone was unanimously excited. What Qisha saw were two teenagers who were about the same age as Yinshi rushed from the side of the table to Songyang. He has long flowing hair, and his handsome face with that long black hair can be said to be pretty, but he is a boy, and he can only be described as good-looking, um, something is wrong, another boy has He has short purple hair, contrary to the beauty of the black-haired boy. He can be said to be a handsome young man. It can only be said that among the three of them, Yin Shi is slightly inferior, but in Qi Sha's eyes, this silver-haired boy The temperament is even more different than the two, which is also rare for the seven kills to be able to remember the breath of this boy.

What Gintoki said about losing both sides is the appearance of these two people now. Gui's hair was burned off, and Takasugi's sleeve was also burned off. Neither of them dared to admit their mistakes without looking at each other. That's it. He hesitated, Gintoki had no intention of helping, leaned against the door picking his nostrils with an expression of watching a show, and finally a sound broke the silence:

"Gululu~~~"

Qisha's stomach growled, and everyone's eyes focused on her. The Qisha girl touched her stomach, and then said calmly:

"I haven't eaten for two days."

"Heh, wait a little longer for Seven Kills."

Songyang didn't intend to teach them a lesson, but he found it interesting to see the guilt of the two children. It's fine to leave the children's affairs to the children, and it's good for him to leave first to let the four get acquainted.

"you……"

Gui and Takasugi spoke together again, and then closed their mouths after casting a glance at each other. It seems that when Song Yang was away, the two did have a big fight. To help with this, he patted Qisha on the shoulder, then pointed at the two of them and said lazily:

"The one with the stupid face on the left is the wig, and the one with the tsundere face on the right is the short shirt."

"Not a wig is Gui!"

"Shut up! Natural roll!"

The two spoke at the same time, but Yinshi narrowed his dead fish eyes and said coolly:

"What's wrong with the natural curls? The natural curls are a symbol of my stalwart image, unlike your arrogant attributes that run through your soul."

Qi Sha narrowed her eyes, but her expressionless face gave off a lazy and flat look. She glanced back and forth between the two of them and then called out the opening remarks that lasted a lifetime in her usual flat tone:

"Yo, wig, short shirt."