[Comprehensive] The gap in history

The government of the time, the office.

Luo Chuan sat blankly in front of the display screen alone, although he wished to strangle the white cat that suddenly caused trouble, but everything was useless.

The communicator rang, it was Luohe's call.

Luo Chuan pressed the answer button, not knowing what to say.

"Brother, you are really amazing! I just came back safe and sound, and I knew you must have a way! Brother, you are indeed my own brother, I love you to death!" Luo He's excited voice...

came back?How can it be?Could it be that Okita was successfully sent over after the system restarted?

Luo Chuan casually responded to his younger brother, then turned his gaze to the monitor, and began to inquire about the coordinates of Chongtian.

"Hakuouki"?What's this? An anime about the history of the Shinsengumi in the 21st century?

Could it be that Okita was accidentally teleported to the parallel space evolved from anime?

How can the fictional history in anime be real history?This kind of thing is fake, it doesn't matter how you change it, right?

Although I don't know what happened, but the stability and safety of my younger brother's family came back, and Okita can reunite with old friends again without worrying about the consequences that may change history. This can be regarded as a relatively perfect result!

Of course, whether Okita himself thinks so is unknown.

The second floor of Ikedaya.

Is this Ikedaya?

After briefly losing consciousness, Okita found himself in a strange yet familiar place.

But before he could react, a foot suddenly hit his chest.

Instinctively, Okita took a few steps back to relieve himself, but a familiar feeling came over him.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Okita suddenly covered his mouth with his hands and began to cough, thick blood dripped down his fingers, and his strength began to be withdrawn from his body.

Okita gradually couldn't support himself, and fell to his knees on the ground.

A sword suddenly pointed at the top of Okita's head, reflecting a cold light under the moonlight outside the window.

Okita raised his head and looked up, a man with khaki hair was looking at him with extremely contemptuous eyes.

Ikedaya is still the same Ikedaya, and Okita Souji seems to be the same Okita Souji.

But at this moment, a feeling of incomparable absurdity suddenly appeared in Okita's heart.

In the previous memory, is there this man?

Supporting his body with a knife, Okita stood up staggeringly. The man in front of him didn't take the opportunity to make a move, but just looked at Okita contemptuously.

Okita adjusted his breathing, separated his feet, shifted his center of gravity slightly, raised the knife in his hand to shoulder height, and made an attacking posture with the tip of the knife downward.

"Although I don't know who you are, everyone in Ikeda House should be enemies, right?"

"Hmph!" Kazama Qianjing snorted disdainfully, "It's up to you?"

Completely underestimated!

Okita narrowed his eyes slightly, except for the days when he was sick and couldn't go to the battlefield, he seemed to have never been so despised by anyone.

But with the current physical condition, it is estimated that it will be ugly to lose.

It would be nice if the pain could be temporarily suppressed...

and many more?

Okita felt the spiritual power flowing in his body, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looks like it's ready to go!

Three thrusts!

Okita suddenly took a big step forward, and the knife in his hand stabbed towards Kazama like lightning.

Kazama raised the blade casually to block the blow, but his palms were numb due to the completely different force from before.

This is……

Kazama's face sank, revealing a serious look.

There didn't seem to be any movement to withdraw the knife, and the second strike of the three-stage stab followed. The unprepared Kazama hurriedly avoided it sideways, and the sharp blade cut through Kazama's sleeve.

Then came the third hit.

"Tick tock"!

Blood dripped down Kazama's fingers to the ground, but the wound on his arm healed up in an instant.

"Oh?" Okita narrowed his eyes looking at Kazama's rapidly healing wound, "Isn't this the healing speed of a human being?"

"You are not simple either."

Even though they still looked weak just now, both their speed and strength have been greatly improved in an instant, almost... just like their "clan of ghosts".

"tell me your name."

"When asking someone else's name, shouldn't you be the first to report your own name?" Okita rarely showed a provocative smile.

The long-lost blood is boiling in the body. The feeling of fighting between warriors and beheading retrograde troops on the battlefield is completely different. The latter is just a task, while the former is the desire of every cell in the body. of.

"Chike Kazama." For the first time, Kazama seriously put on an offensive posture, and he began to face up to this unique human being.

"Shoji Okita." Okita smiled flamboyantly. For him, who has already died once, every hearty battle is a supreme enjoyment.

"Okita... I will remember this name." Kazama turned around the beloved knife in his hand - the boy Kirie Yasuna, pointed the shining blade at Okita, and attacked first.

Okita blocked Kazama's attack with the California Qingguang in his hand, then raised the knife, and the tip of the knife quickly pierced Kazama's neck.

Kazama raised his head to dodge, and slashed the knife sideways towards Okita's waist...

When Yukimura Chizuru opened the barrier door on the second floor of the Ikeda house panting, what she saw was such a duel between you and me.

The moon outside the window was almost full. There was no light in the room, but the bright moonlight shone down, making the room look like daytime.

The two figures flew up and down, and the sound of "clinking" swords and swords collided endlessly, and the light of the sword and the moonlight complemented each other, presenting an indescribable beauty.

It was another fierce confrontation, and the two of them jumped backwards at the same time with their stamina, standing one by one in the Japanese room, Kazama was still so calm and calm, and Okita's breathing gradually began to rush.

Kazama glanced at the uninvited guest who suddenly barged in, and the sound of fierce fighting downstairs subsided at some point.

"That's it for today." Kazama sheathed his knife, his tone unquestionable.

Okita raised the sword with his hand hanging on his knees, and did not refute Kazama.

Because he knows that a short-term confrontation is nothing more than a short-term confrontation. Once the competition becomes a protracted battle, he will definitely be the first to lose his strength.Moreover, it is obvious that Kazama has not shown his full strength.

What a terrible man, it's rare to meet such a good opponent, and it's a bit reconciled to end like this!

Fengjian walked to the window, facing the wind, as if admiring the scenery outside the window, with his sleeves and hair fluttering in the air.

Suddenly he turned his head and looked at Okita: "Don't die, before I kill you."

Not to be outdone, Okita replied, "This sentence should be given to you!"

Kazama snorted disdainfully, kicked the ground with his foot, jumped out of the window, his figure flickered a few times, and instantly disappeared from Okita's sight.

Okita's expression showed a trace of fatigue, and his body shook twice.

I'm so sorry, I'm afraid he won't be able to wait for that day!With such a body, even he himself doesn't know whether he can support such a high-level battle again in the remaining four years.

"Mr. Okita!" Qianzuru on the side noticed that something was wrong with Okita, and quickly stepped forward to support him. Who knew that as soon as he touched Okita, Okita's body pressed down on Qianzuru, and knocked Qianzuru to the ground together.

It seems that unless it is absolutely necessary, it is better to use as little spiritual power as possible.

Although a healthy body can be obtained temporarily, the pain is like a spring, the deeper it is pressed, the more violent the rebound will be.

After withdrawing his spiritual power, Okita only felt a sweetness in his throat, and coughed again: "Cough cough cough..."

The crimson blood splashed on himself and Qianhe like enchanting manjusawa.

"Mr. Okita! You vomit blood!" Chizuru yelled in panic.

It's a woman's voice... Why is there a woman in Ikedaya?

Okita felt as if he had overlooked something very important, but just when he wanted to think, his eyes began to darken, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside the house.

"Mr. Saito! Come and see Mr. Okita! He seems to have been seriously injured, and he has been vomiting blood just now!"

Saito?

Are you talking about Hajime?

It seems that Hijikata and the others have already arrived. In this case, it doesn't matter if you faint now, right?

The body has the feeling of being moved.

"Boss? Are you okay?? Boss?!" Saito Kazu's eager voice was next to his ear.

Of course it's okay, according to history, I still have 4 years to live!

What has history... forgotten?Forget it, I'm so tired, let's talk when I wake up!

Okita passed out with such relief.

The undamaged California Kiyomitsu slipped from Okita's hand and made a crisp "jingle" when it fell to the ground.