[Comprehensive] The gap in history

Tomorrow is the new year.

At this time, Honmaru has been replaced with a special scene for the New Year, with bright red lanterns hanging everywhere, and the pillars seem to have been repainted, revealing bright red.

The many leaves on the hillside are also wrapped with red ribbons, making it a joyous scene.

Okita distributed the bought wishing cards to each Fusangshen: "It is said that if you write your wish on the wishing card and hang it on a tree, your wish will come true!"

"Can any wish be allowed?" Wu Hutui carefully held the wishing card and looked at Okita expectantly.

"Of course, if you pray sincerely, it will definitely come true."

Okita responded like this, and then looked at the wishing card in his hand, full of longing for the future.

Speaking of which, this is also the first time Okita has seriously celebrated the New Year.

What are you doing at the test center, or at Shinsengumi, during Chinese New Year?

Is it drinking and having fun together?

Maybe, those memories are so blurry, whether it’s New Year’s Day or other festivals, it’s probably just passed in such a muddle!

Everyone started to pick up the brushes, frowning and thinking about what to write.

"What is the master's wish?" An Ding, who was the first to finish writing, moved to Okita's side and asked curiously.

"Hey! An Ding, don't you even have to think?" Qing Guang seemed to be frightened by An Ding's fast speed, and couldn't help shouting.

An Ding didn't hide it either, and put his wishing card in front of Qing Guang's eyes openly: "Because my wish has never changed!"

Yes, there is only one desire for stability from beginning to end, and that is:

[Forever with Okita-kun! ]

It's just that the mood when I made this wish this time is no longer sorrow and despair, but infinite expectations for the future.

"Just thinking about the lord is too much, An Ding! Am I just forgotten like that?" Qing Guang's face was full of displeasure.

"I'm really sorry, it seems that I really forgot about Qingguang!" An Ding blinked mischievously, and said in a joking tone.

"You bastard..." Qing Guang wanted to complain about An Ding, but he also laughed while talking.

An Ding has become much more cheerful these days, and no longer shows sad expressions like before, and is awakened by nightmares, because he knows that as long as he looks up, he will be able to see Okita-kun smiling at him.

Qingguang picked up the brush and wrote on the wishing card:

[I hope An Ding and Okita-kun will be happy forever]

After thinking about it, he blushed and added:

[Okita-kun will always love me]

Okita watched Fu Sangshen write down his wish seriously, stroke by stroke, and felt extremely satisfied. Such a day must last forever.

Okita picked up a pen and wrote the following line:

[May every year have today, every year have today]

Next year, the year after, and every year after that, we must get together like this.

All the people who finished writing their wishes came to the bottom of Wanye Sakura together, and seriously hung up the wishing cards one by one.

The cherry trees that were originally bare in winter suddenly became full. When the wind blows, the wooden signs lightly touch together, making a crisp sound, just like a beautiful symphony.

Everyone did not speak, but raised their heads together, watching these wishes.

[want to grow taller]

[To drink more and more alcohol~]

[May my brothers be well forever]

[Let every day be full of scares! ]

……

"Everyone, let's take a photo together!" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki took out his camera out of nowhere and blocked half of his face.

"Okay, I remember so many people taking pictures together before, and it was still in front of the Ferris wheel in the amusement park."

Okita remembered that when we went to ride the Ferris wheel together, there were only people around in this maru, but now the number of people in this maru is close, and with the increase of the number of people, the bonds between each other are constantly deepening.

When going to the amusement park, Aizen Kunitoshi and Imaiken were still alone, and Okita looked at Imaiken who was sitting on Yanrong's shoulder, and Aizen who was staying with Hotaru and Akashi, and showed a happy smile.

"Everyone get ready, we're going to shoot! Three two one..."

Mutsu Moriyoshi put the camera on the shelf, set the countdown, and then quickly ran to everyone.

"Crack!"

White light flashed, time freezes.

After the photo was taken, the Fu Sangshen separated temporarily and began to prepare for the evening party.

Candlestick cut Guangzhong came to the kitchen, spread the bought seaweed on the table, took out the glutinous rice prepared in advance, and started to work.

Tsurumaru sniffed and dodged into the kitchen.

"Pickled gourd strips, cucumbers, egg rolls, eel, meat floss... Is Xiaoguang making Huifang rolls? I remember that they are sold in Wanwu."

"The Huifang roll represents the seven gods of good fortune. Eating it in the New Year has the effect of praying for blessings. Of course, you have to make such an important food yourself." Candlestick Kiri started to work while chatting with Tsurumaru.

"Xiaoguang likes this place very much!" Tsurumaru's eyeballs kept rolling, and then looked at the dumpling wrapper on the side, "How about we add a little surprise to the New Year?"

"If you mess around in the New Year, you will be beaten." Candlestick Kiri looked at Tsurumaru's appearance of making trouble, and helplessly helped his forehead.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, dumplings without mustard, chili, and natto flavors, isn't it very interesting? Of course, you have to put copper coins in a certain dumpling..." As he spoke, Tsurumaru also began to sit in the kitchen He got busy, and all kinds of strange seasonings were turned out by Tsurumaru.

Candlestick Qie silently lit a candle for everyone in his heart, and then decided that he would never touch dumplings at night.

At this time, in the large room at Awataguchi, Ranto Shiro was directing everyone to practice dance steps.

"Five tigers retreat, don't let your little tiger run around... Akita, you should stand at the front according to your height... Brother Yaoyan, you need to move faster... Prepare for the first phase, you are the last one to appear Yes... ok, that's it! Tonight, we, Awataguchi, must show off our strength and surprise everyone!"

In the end, Ranto Shiro stopped his fierce dance steps and made a YH pose in the middle, ending the rehearsal.

"Why do we do this kind of thing?" Gukuu Toshiro wiped the sweat off his face, a bit puzzled on his originally expressionless face.

"Cheer up, Bone! Although it may look a bit funny, but ah, it is because everyone likes the lord very, very much like this Honmaru, so they want to do something together!" Natsuo Toshiro With his hands behind his back, he smiled and said to Gu Gu.

Do you want to do it because you like it?

In this case, I also...

"Lan, how should we dance here?" Gu Gu walked up to Luan and asked for advice seriously.

"Here? I'll demonstrate it again..." As he spoke, he jumped up in a messy and earnest manner.

"That's great, Brother Yiqi." Yao Yan walked to Yiqi Yizhen, and was very moved when he saw the younger brothers who worked so hard.

"Yeah! That's great!"

When he was buried in the fire of Osaka Castle, Yiqi Yizhen never thought that one day he could live with his younger brothers like this, and work together for a goal.

It is really very lucky to be able to come to such a Honmaru, so let us maintain such a happy time together, my lord.

The night is coming soon, candles are lit in the red lanterns, and the whole Honmaru is immersed in a prosperous atmosphere.

The table was moved in advance in the courtyard, and the table was filled with delicious food and wine.

"Ah, so happy!" Jiro Tachi held a large jug of wine and walked unsteadily, "Come on, let's have another drink!"

"Yo! Jiro, you are drunk now, you can't drink too much, haha!" The Japanese man who was also full of alcohol did not change his face, and laughed at the flushed Jiro.

"What did you say? I'm not drunk, I can still drink ten... no, one hundred jugs of wine!" As he spoke, Jiro fell into the arms of a tall figure, "It's Brother Taro, come on, Let's drink together! Hiccup!"

Taro helped Jiro who was drunk, and sighed helplessly.

The other side of the party.

"Ka Ka Ka! Come on, let's compare and see who eats more!" Yamabuku Kunihiro had already discarded the chopsticks at this time, grabbed the same food with his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth continuously.

"Aww!" Tanuki Masakuni stood beside Yamabuku Kunihiro, performing the same action, and the food on the table was quickly wiped out.

"You guys... a little bit of moderation!" The hungry Hachisu Miko Toru looked at the plate that was quickly emptied, and regretted why he sat with these two people.

At this moment, Tsurumaru brought out two plates of dumplings and put them in front of Yamabuku Kunihiro and Tong Tian Kanzheng: "You must eat more!"

"Ow!"

"Ooh!"

The two gobblers had no room left to talk, they just stuffed the food into their mouths instinctively.

When Kunihiro Yamabushi swallowed a dumpling, his movements suddenly stopped, and then his face became more and more red, and something like flames appeared after he opened his mouth: "It's so spicy, so spicy, so spicy!"

And Tanuki Zhengguo's face turned green, and after a few seconds of stiffness, he fell straight to the ground, as if he had been poisoned by food.

"It seems that your luck is not very good~ It should be chili-flavored and wasabi-flavored dumplings." Tsurumaru gloated at the side.

"Crane, Maru, Country, Yong!" Hasebe, who had the misfortune to eat the natto-flavored dumplings, rushed towards Crane Maru with black air all over his body.

"Hey, wait, calm down, my lord, help me!"

The two people, one black and one white, started chasing each other in the Honmaru.

"I seem to have heard Tsurumaru's voice... probably an illusion!" Okita also picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth, and then bit into something hard.

"It's copper coins! You're so lucky, my lord!" Qingguang looked at the copper coins that Okita spat out, and exclaimed happily.

An Ding used chopsticks to open the dumplings one by one, looking at the strange colors inside: "Indeed, my lord's is probably the only one that tastes normal."

While everyone was chatting, the lanterns in Honmaru suddenly went out, and then rows of candles lit up on the ground. These continuously extending candles formed a circle, forming a stage.

"Next, let's Awataguchi, bring you a wonderful performance!" Ranto Shiro, with loose hair, skirt and leather boots, first appeared on the stage, holding a microphone, singing and dancing.

Then, Akita, Maeda, Hirano and other swordsmen of the Awataguchi family appeared on the stage one after another, standing in two rows and dancing neatly.

At the end of the dance, Yiqi Yizhen, who was wearing a military uniform, walked out from among the younger brothers and began to sing solo. His magnetic voice floated over the entire Honmaru.

The other swords that had been fighting endlessly also quieted down, beating the beat tacitly, and fell into the music fascinatedly.

After the song was sung, there was warm applause in Honmaru. Everyone in Awataguchi looked at each other, smiled happily, and bowed to call off the curtain.

Afterwards, the microphone was snatched away by the Lion King, and the magic sound immediately filled my ears.

In such excitement, the time went to midnight bit by bit.

Brilliant fireworks bloom in the night sky, and the new year officially begins.