Stable Polarized Practice

This is an underground city of eternal night, Yoshihara.

Countless geishas with exquisite makeup hide behind the railings, facing the passing customers with flattering expressions, and there are also wandering girls soliciting customers on the road. The products here are not other things, but the youth and appearance of these women.

Paradise for men, hell for women.

This street is the same as all other streets in Yoshiwara. It is almost a copy-and-paste template. Even the voices of tourist girls soliciting customers are back and forth, rigid and rigid, and the same.

Coquettish laughter filled the street, men walking back and forth in the avenue looking for pleasure... and some men's guards.

Anding was wearing a blue Yamagata haori, silently following behind the middle-aged man in the first month of the month.

"Your name is Ozawa, right?" The man at the head of Tsukiyo was smoking a pipe and walking slowly with his back bent. He was not the "fat pig" that Deputy Chief Hijikata had complained about, but the shogun who came down from above. The high-level executives are unexpectedly thin, and their eyes are restrained and bright. Judging by Tsukiyo's hairstyle, he seems to be a member of the samurai family... and he doesn't seem to be very interested in the laughing girls around him.

"...Yes, my lord." An Ding glanced at him in confusion, then continued to straighten the belt of the white kimono - this kimono was just put on before entering Yoshiwara, Tsukiyo said that going to Yoshihara should not wear armor , So he ordered An Ding to change the battle uniform in Haori Nei, and put on a set of ordinary clothes instead, probably Tsukiyoto didn't notice that this "ordinary kimono" was actually a sick suit...

An Ding has memories of the days when he was with Souji Okita when he fell ill, and he was also deeply impressed by the sick clothes. This "kimono" is really a sick clothes!

To be honest, he doesn't have a good impression of the hospital clothes. He really doesn't want to see how the hospital clothes are on Okita-kun. Even now that he is wearing the hospital clothes, he feels weird. He can't help but pull the scarf and pull The belt is uncomfortable all over.

"Is your skill really okay?" Yue Dai took another puff of the pipe, turned around and looked at An Ding's thin body after changing into a hospital suit, and slowly sprayed the smoke from his nose into his lungs. cigarette:

"I have indeed seen samurai who are not tall, but without exception, even women with knives will have strong muscles." He poked Anding's shoulder with a cigarette stick in disrespect: "Like you It's the first time for me to be skinny... Huh? Still pretty hard?"

Yue Dai froze for a moment, then poked hard with his hand in disbelief.

"You can't see the muscles at all... Hey, it's really hard."

stable:"……"

Probably because of the slender shape of the sword, he and Qingguang are both very muscular as Fusangshen, and they can't pinch a few muscles on their bodies. Although it does not affect the performance of swordsmanship, it is indeed the same as that of Mr. There are some obvious size gaps between the two kinds of knives.

——But no matter how he is, he is also Fusangshen of swords. Even if he touches the warm human skin, if he presses hard, he will find great flexible resistance... After all, he is still a sword!A knife made of metal!There will be no such soft fat touch when pinched!

"My lord, please don't worry." An Ding stretched out his fingers silently and pushed away the cigarette stick that was poking persistently, "I just don't look obvious on the surface, but I'm not actually thin."

Not only is it not thin, but it can also kill happily, and it can also beheaded sharply and decisively. If you poke it down, you have to be careful about the head on your neck.

"..." Yue Daitou took back the cigarette stick in embarrassment, coughed twice in a disguised manner, and continued to say as if he hadn't noticed anything just now: "The eyes are pretty, but it's easier to die this way."

An Ding was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Is there any undue danger in coming to the Flower Street for pleasure?Is it possible that this month's generation has escaped the female ticket money?

The head of Yue Dai sneered twice, put the pipe in his mouth again, and stared at the geisha who showed their dead eyes inside the railing.

"...The Shinsengumi really doesn't know anything."

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"Haruyu?!" Hijikata Toshiro asked in shock, "Boss Kondo, what does this mean?"

"It was my uncle who called me just now..." Kondo Isao sat cross-legged behind the low table with a heavy expression, holding a mobile phone tightly in his hand: "The high-level person who is going to Yoshiwara...has contact with Chunyu."

"But what does that have to do with the mission to Yoshiwara? He went to have fun and—"

"The owner of Yoshihara has a very close relationship with Chun Yu. If there is no accident, the purpose of this man's going to Yoshihara is not for women...and if he has other purposes..."

Earth's expression froze.

"Ordinary team members are required to protect, that is to say, if they die in the line of duty, there is no identity that can be investigated..."

That guy won't let Ozer come back alive!

"But Boss Kondo," Hijikata Toshiro said with a dry voice, "Okuzawa left yesterday afternoon."

If this is the case, it is too late now!

……

"What is 'Spring Rain'?" An Ding asked curiously.

Yue Dai took a puff of his cigarette lazily: "It's the Space Pirates. By the way, aren't you a policeman? Why don't you know this?"

"I'm a newcomer who just joined the group." An Ding answered honestly. They are currently staying in a room for entertaining guests. After being ushered into the prostitute's house, no woman came in to serve, as if waiting for someone, the old god was sitting and smoking.

"Really? Then your death here is even more useless." Yue Daitou said in a nonchalant tone: "I want to meet with Chun Yu's people, will you be silenced afterwards... It's hard to say."

"Huh?" An Ding was a little surprised:

"But why did you tell me such a thing? Meeting the pirates is not allowed to spread, no matter who will protect you, you must ensure that the news does not spread in the end, so you are not worried about me escaping?"

"Who said I want to make sure." Yue Dai puffed out a puff of smoke, and changed into a more lazy posture, "Boy, let me tell you, it's not that you can't spread the news about your contact with Chun Yu, anyway, you really selected the group to get it." The evidence doesn’t speak for itself. Whether you will silence it may depend on what Chunyu’s people think. I’ve already taken care of the Shinsengumi, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to ask for an ordinary soldier to protect the safety. You must know that the rogues of the Barbarian Sect are all there recently. It would be safer for Yoshihara to get together and ask a captain to come over."

"And your more dangerous place is actually..."

You Nu's respectful greeting came from outside the door, and with steady and strong footsteps, the door of the reception room was slowly pushed open, and Yue Daitou exhaled another puff of smoke:

"...the person I'm meeting is interested in samurai with swords on Earth."

"Hey——" a brisk male voice came, and an orange-haired young man with a bandaged face walked in first from the door. He greeted An Ding in a cheerful tone——to An Ding, his eyes were not decisive at all. Yue Daitou retreated to the corner of the room.

"Hello~Mr. Samurai on Earth~"

He blinked his blue eyes that were the same color as An Ding, then smiled and narrowed his eyes:

"I felt it when I was outside the door. This kind of murderous smell that is crazily chasing the smell of blood and entrenched on the corpse... We are the same kind, do you feel it?"

An Ding: "...Oh? No, that..."

"——I can't bear it any longer." The orange-haired young man said with a smile, and then the figure disappeared in an instant, and An Ning's expression froze. His keen reconnaissance value sensed the attack from above. Straight back.

In the next second, the place where he was kneeling was smashed through by a giant umbrella.

"Let's fight, Mr. Samurai~"