[Comprehensive] The gap in history

On this day, wearing a simple kimono, Okita walked to an inconspicuous pharmacy in an alley in Kyoto.

The old doctor took the medicine list handed over by Okita, and sighed: "The dose of the medicine has increased again, it's not okay to go on like this, Mr. Okita, you must have a good rest."

"Just follow this, I know what to do."

It is said that a long-term illness becomes a doctor, and he has been tortured by tuberculosis for two lifetimes. He has already memorized the prescriptions fluently. Although the actual effect is not very useful, it is better than nothing.

Okita suddenly misses the special medicine in the future very much. Although he suffered a lot from the behavior of decocting medicine in capsules at the beginning of the medicine research, but in just two weeks, his body has recovered a lot.You know, when he first came to Honmaru, Okita's body was much worse than it is now.

But when Yao Yan learned the real usage of the capsule, he knelt in front of him with flushed cheeks, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to drill down, it was really interesting!

It has been more than half a year since I came to this world. Although I have Kiyomitsu and Anding by my side, and I can see Izumi Mori, Horikawa, and Nagasoya from time to time, I still miss everyone in Honmaru very much!

After receiving the medicine wrapped by the old doctor, Okita looked at Qingguang and An Ding beside him, and said in a low voice, "Let's go buy Jinpingtang next time. No matter how long you take it, you can't get used to the bitter taste of the medicine."

A gust of wind blew outside the door, bringing the unique coolness of winter. The prescription that Okita gave to the old doctor fell from the cabinet, circled in the air, and then fell in front of a pair of shoes at the door.

A thin but very delicate hand picked up the prescription, looked at it twice, and a refined voice came from outside the door: "Although I guessed that there might be something wrong with your body, I didn't expect it to be tuberculosis. Destiny How unfair it is to the people of this world!"

Okita looked at Keisuke Shannan outside the door, and could only smile helplessly. Although he didn't expect to keep it a secret, he didn't expect to be exposed because of a prescription.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Shannan actually has research on tuberculosis."

Shannan's eyes darkened: "Ah, yes! Because a confidante also suffered from such a disease."

Okita understood.

Shannan Keisuke's confidante is Tenjin Akari, a geisha in Shimabara, and the two have a very deep relationship.In his previous life, Mr. Shannan entrusted Akari to Okita to take care of him before his death, so some people think that Akari was infected by Akari's disease.But only Okita knew that before he knew Akari, the pain of tuberculosis had already entangled him.

"So, is Mr. Shannan here to buy medicine for that confidante?" Okita had a teasing expression on his face.

"No." Shannan pushed the glasses on his face, "I'm doing a research recently, so I need some medicinal materials. If the general manager is interested, you might as well come to my room tonight. If you are lucky... Maybe one day you can use it."

Did Mr. Shannan do any research in his previous life?Okita frowned and thought for a while, but finally found nothing.

Forget it, anyway, you will know the answer tonight, right?

night.

With Okita tucked into his sleeves, he walked along the front porch to Shannan's room.

"Boom boom boom"!

Under the moonlight, Chong Tian knocked on Shannan's door: "Mr. Shannan, are you there?"

"It's the boss, come in."

Shannan replied, but did not get up, but was still studying potions one after another on the experimental bench.

After Okita entered the room, the first thing he saw was the red liquid in various containers.

Shannan's room is very dark, only an oil lamp is lit on the table. Under the light, those blood-like liquids seem to exude an enchanting halo, seducing the deepest desires in people's hearts.

"Mr. Shannan, what are these?" For some reason, seeing these things, Okita always had a bad feeling in his heart.

Keisuke Shannan showed a frenzied expression on his face: "It is [Bianruoshui], I improved [Bianruoshui]. The original [Bianruoshui] will turn people into irrational bloodthirsty monsters after drinking, but always Have you ever thought about what will happen if the side effects of [Ban Ruo Shui] are removed?"

Okita didn't answer, the whole person was in shock.

Although he knew from the very beginning that this world was slightly different from the history in his memory, but when some historical events happened as scheduled, Okita gradually treated this place as the real history, unexpectedly, unexpectedly...

Shannan didn't notice Okita's strange expression, but continued excitedly: "If there are no side effects, after drinking [Bian Ruo Shui], a person's self-healing ability will be greatly improved, and ordinary people will achieve unimaginable In this way, whether my hand is healed, your illness is healed, or some people who should have died, maybe all of them can be reborn!"

Okita's heart beat twice violently. Can even a disease like tuberculosis be cured?

Okita admitted that at least at this moment, he was really moved.

"Master!" An Ding's worried voice came, and Okita immediately woke up.

Not to mention whether the terrible side effects can really be eliminated, even if he can, he can't drink the so-called [transformation water], if he can't die on July 1868, 7 because his body is too healthy, resulting in Wouldn't it be ridiculous to be unable to return to Honmaru?

After returning to his senses, Okita gradually calmed down.

"No side effects? Are you sure you can do this kind of thing, Mr. Shannan?"

A bitter smile and determination appeared on Shannan's face: "So, let me make the first test product. If I succeed, you will take a copy of the medicine; if I fail...you will kill me ! Since you can’t be a samurai, you should just be a ghost!”

Even in a different time and space, history returns to the original point inexplicably.

Okita didn't try to persuade him, because his previous experience made him know clearly what it means to Mr. Shannan to be able to wield a knife again.

Just like in his previous life, before he died, he did not hesitate to agree to the call of the government of the time, no matter how high the price was, he would not hesitate to pay.

"Okay!" Okita stood up, ready to leave, "But I sincerely hope that Mr. Shannan won't give me this chance."

"I will work hard." Shannan squinted his eyes and smiled, his smile was as gentle and elegant as ever.

March 1865, 3 is the day in history that Keisuke Yamanan committed seppuku.

Keisuke Yamanan clashed with Kokotaro Ito and Isamu Kondo over whether to move the settlement of the Shinsengumi to Nishi Honganji Temple.

Okita leaned on the front porch, basking in the sun, his eyes wandered to Shannan's room from time to time.

"At this time in history, Mr. Shannan should have defected." Okita seemed to be talking to someone, and seemed to be talking to himself.

"I remember that." An Ding took up Okita's words, but Qing Guang, who had not experienced this period of history, could only sit on the side unhappily.

"Really, An Ding, you used to envy me that I could go to Ikeda House with the lord, but now it seems that you are more enviable for being with the lord all the time!"

"No!" An Ding pouted and looked at Qingguang, "I still hope that I will go to the Iked House!"

"You want to break it that much!" Qing Guang hugged his chest and stared back with dissatisfaction.

"Heh~" Hearing the familiar noise in his ears, Okita laughed softly.

Both Qingguang and Anding want to go to Ikedaya, probably because they don't want each other to break up!They are really two awkward and gentle children.This time, Qingguang can still be by An Ding's side, it's really great!Although I am their master, the one who understands them best is indeed each other.

"Mr. Okita, your tea." Yukimura Chizuru took a cup of tea and placed it beside Okita, "Did Mr. Okita just talk to Dao Ling again?"

Okita took a sip of the tea, squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and had to admit that after having a woman, the quality of life of Shinsengumi really improved a lot.

"Do you really believe that there is a sword spirit in this world, Qianhe?"

"Eh? It should be, believe it." Since there are "ghosts" in this world, it is not unacceptable for there to be sword spirits.

"Is that so?" Okita smiled and didn't reply, just drinking tea quietly.

Qianhe struggled for a while, but decided to express his worries: "Mr. Okita, just now I heard Mr. Shannan say 'I can finally resign from the post of chief executive'. Mr. Shannan...isn't something going to happen?"

Okita's hand holding the cup paused for a moment, and he didn't leave after saying such words. Did Mr. Shannan really want to use [Change Ruo Shui]?

"I see, I will take care of this matter. Just bring me tea instead of going to the earthwork, okay?"

As soon as the name Hijikata was mentioned, Qianzuru's face immediately turned red, and he became a little at a loss: "Chong, what did Mr. Okita say, I, I'm leaving now!"

Seeing the back of Qianzuru leaving in a hurry, Okita hooked the corners of his mouth in a good mood.

It's a strange world. In history, Tufang even had children at this time, but he is still single at the age of 30. It's full of malice!

Another night.

Okita came to Shannan's room with the knife in his arms, but found voices coming from the half-closed door.

"This is the 'medicine' your father studied under the secret order of the shogunate..." Shannan said slowly.

Okita stopped opening the door and listened quietly outside.

About [Bianruoshui], Okita is not clear about it. In order not to cause some unexpected troubles, Okita did not take the initiative to ask [Bianruoshui]'s origin. Taking this opportunity, I can just make up for the blank part in my memory .

The voice of the conversation gradually disappeared, followed by Qianhe's cry and Shannan's painful growl.

Okita rushed in with a knife in hand.

Shannan was pinching his own neck at the moment, his hair was gradually turning white, and his eyes were filled with scarlet light.

"It's... the boss, it looks like I failed! Kill... me!"

"No!" Chizuru desperately grabbed Okita's sleeve, preventing Okita from drawing his sword.

"Kill me quickly!" Shannan roared loudly, then lost his mind and rushed towards Qianhe.

Okita broke free from Chizuru's pull and hit Shannan on the back of the head with the scabbard. Shannan lost his balance and fell to the ground, then struggled to crawl towards Chizuru.

Okita knelt on Shannan's body, pressed Shannan with his legs, and clasped his hands behind his back. Even so, the huge force almost made Okita let go.

"Qianhe, don't just stand there, hurry up and find Hijikata, I can't suppress it alone." Okita was panting.

"But, Mr. Shannan..." By this time, Qianhe was still hesitating.

"Go! Or I'll kill him!" Okita put away his smile, showing a little murderous look.

Chizuru trembled a bit, then ran to Hijikata's room.

"Okay, now there are only two of us left. Mr. Shannan, you have to work hard, I really don't want to kill you again..."

That night, under the timely arrangement of the earthwork, Shannan Keisuke completed the transformation from "human" to "Raksha".

Hijikata and Okita announced that because Shannan left the Shinsengumi without authorization, they were jointly executed at the age of 32.

In fact, Shannan founded the Rakshasa team and continued to secretly support the actions of the Shinsengumi.

On April 1865, 4, the Shinsengumi settlement moved to Nishi Honganji Temple.

Okita was wearing a team uniform, standing next to Hijikata, looking at the gate of Nishi Honganji Temple, throwing the water-changing bottle that Shannan gave him up and down in his hand: "Hey, Hijikata, how do you say that the future history will record Mr. Shannan experience?"

Tufang closed his eyes, frowned, and the white bandage on his head fluttered in the wind: "I'm not interested in knowing about this kind of thing. Also, don't take out Bian Ruo Shui casually!"

Hearing this, Okita stopped throwing and looked at the crystal-clear red liquid in the sunlight: "You have a bottle of this thing too, right? I really hope you never use it, right?"

Hijikata's deep eyes stared at the bottle in Okita's hand, and his complexion was somewhat unpredictable: "Hmph! Who knows what will happen in the future!"