[Comprehensive] The gap in history

After Okita stepped into the teleportation array, he appeared on a small European-style window sill.

This should have been the corridor on the second floor, but pots of flowers were placed on the corridor, with a parasol in the middle and a deck chair under the umbrella.

An old woman with a peaceful face was leaning on the recliner, enjoying the tranquility of the afternoon. She was not surprised by Okita's sudden appearance, but just looked at him with a smile on her face.

"It's really nostalgic. I thought that the teleportation array would never be useful again."

Okita looked at the fine crow's feet at the corners of the old woman's eyes, and his mood calmed down strangely: "Hello, due to some accidents, I came here through the teleportation array of Homotomaru, where is it?"

"Kamotomaru, you can call me Peizi. You are Mr. Okita who performed missions with Suzumaru before, right? Sankayue brother has caused you trouble, here I apologize to you on his behalf." Peizi looked clear Looking at Okita, he seemed to know everything.

Crescent moon... brother?

Okita looked at Peizi in surprise. This old man seemed to have an unknown story with that San Riyue.

"Before, I was still wondering why the Shizhi government transferred all the Fusangshen to Wanwu. After seeing Mr. Okita, I understood that everything was done by Brother Sanriyue, right?"

That Sanriyue suddenly disappeared, did he go to attack Wanwu?

It was only then that Okita noticed that the Homotomaru was empty at this time, except for the god-inspector Peizi, he didn't even see a Fusangshen.

So what about Fusangshin of Honmaru?Was he also transferred to Wanwu?

"Excuse me, can I borrow the teleportation array?" Okita's eyebrows flashed a little anxiously. He had briefly fought with San Riyue before, and he knew how terrifying his strength was. Not the opponent of Sanriyue.

Everyone...you must be safe and sound!

Peizi stood up slowly, took a hat and put it on the gray head: "Take me, Mr. Okita. I have some things that I want to give to Brother Sanriyue."

Those intense emotions in the past have long since become peaceful with the passage of time.Whether it is love or hate, it has all gone with the wind, leaving only the faint nostalgia in memory.

Peizi's Honmaru has all the fusangshen that have been installed so far, but there is no Sankayue.Because in Peizi's heart, there will always be only one Fusangshen named Sanri Yuezong.

But in the end, Sanriyue, who had lost the God Judge, would rather live on that way than have a second master—even if that person is Tian Daocang's daughter.

Ten thousand houses.

The bustling ten thousand houses have now turned into ruins, and the enchantment that the government of time is proud of, did not even survive the three knives in front of Sanriyue.

It's not that the barrier is too fragile, but that Sanriyue knows everything about the Government of Time like the back of his hand.Genius has a huge role in promoting the times, and sometimes a flash of genius is more important than ordinary people's accumulation of decades.

In the past few years, the progress of enchantment technology is far from reaching the level of qualitative change.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, those Fu Sangshen who were not highly trained faced the retrograde army of the same level, while Fu Sangshen who had experienced polarization confronted the Dark Fallen led by Sanriyue.

As for the most powerful Kohonmaru, Susumaru Koji, he stood in front of Wanwu's teleportation array with his eyes closed, protecting the teleportation array, and even took on the task of destroying the teleportation array when necessary.

San Riyue squinted her eyes and looked at Qing Guang and An Ning who were jumping up and down, feeling a sense of tyranny in her heart.

Perhaps it was the attitude of Anqiu Qingguang before that stimulated him. At this time, whenever Sankaiyue saw Fusangshen related to Okita, the jealousy in his heart would burn like a flame.

Obviously they are all the same, why can your god judge, even after death, be found again in history?

"Heh! You really worked hard, Mr. Fusangshen from Director Okita. Your god judge is about to die. Is it true that you are still working hard for the government of the time?" Mikayue narrowed her crescent-shaped eyes, Said maliciously.

Kiyomitsu and Anding, who were fighting the enemy, paused in unison when they heard the name "Okita Souji", and each received a knife.

Just as the enemy was pursuing the victory, two bullets missed the enemy's blade, allowing Qingguang and Anding to temporarily escape from the battle.

"Hey, the master's spiritual power link has not been interrupted, which is enough to show that the master is fine, you two calm down a little! Don't embarrass your Shinsengumi, okay?" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki couldn't help but reminded Qing Guang and An Ding, although he was also very worried about the safety of Okita, there was no chaos after all.

"What did you do to the lord! Give the lord back to us!" Qing Guang held the knife, wanting to rush directly at San Riyue, showing no calmness at all.

"What did you do, but I didn't do anything~ It's your Okita-kun who hates this kind of unchanging life, and would rather die than continue to stay with you!"

When Sanriyue said these words, she seemed to be looking at Qingguang, and at the same time she seemed to be looking at a person who would never appear.

Since Okita disappeared, An Ning, who has been in a state of restlessness, calmed down after hearing this, and looked at Mikazuki seriously with blue eyes: "No, the lord will not do this. Because the lord, it is so Cherish the present life!"

Seeing An Ding like this, Qing Guang raised the corners of his mouth, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him: "I was actually comforted by you, An Ding. But you are right, my lord will never abandon us. This lie is too much." Clumsy."

Ah, why can you show such a determined expression?

He used to think that it would not be possible, but the reality is so cruel.

Want to destroy, want to destroy this extremely unsightly hope.

Sanriyue laughed back in anger, and the smile on her face became more and more elegant and calm: "In this case, let you all be buried together for Mr. Okita!"

Saying that, he raised the knife and slashed down hard, the white light of the knife slashed towards Qingguang and An Ding unreservedly.

Time seemed to stand still, the light of the knife became very slow in front of Qing Guang and An Ding, they raised the knife in their hands at a slower speed, blocking the light of the spatula, and then...

With a "click", a crack appeared on the body of the two knives at the same time, and then the cracks became larger and denser, and finally, the whole knife became fragments.

"Kiyomitsu! An Ding!" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, who was still entangled with other inspectors, felt that his mind was blank, and he could only instinctively call his partner's name.

Just one knife?Just one knife?

The bodies of Qingguang and An Ding just shattered?

For the first time, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki knew that the word "broken knife" is not a noun, but a living verb!

Just when Sanriyue's eyes flashed with joy, two yellow guardians flew out from the arms of Qingguang and An Ding, and turned into two balls of light to envelop them. The broken knives reunited as if time had flowed backwards. , recovered as before.

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that reason had returned to his mind.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, where his guard was placed.

How could he forget?Even when Honmaru was reduced to selling Hachisuka Toru armor to survive, Okita still insisted that everyone must have an Omoru.

This persistence finally paid off today.

"It's Yushou, you are really...loved by the master!" Mikayue said with a sigh, "But, how many of you can have such things as Yushou?"

No matter how many there are, just destroy them.

Sanriyue raised the knife in her hand again, ready to cut it off.

"It's an amazing battle, isn't it, San Riyue?" A teasing voice came into San Riyue's ears, and San Riyue stopped all movements as if she had been immobilized.

Everything else became a pale background, whether those ferocious retrograde troops or those fusangshen wielding swords, all became irrelevant.

There was only one figure left in Sanriyue's eyes - the man walking towards him in the battlefield, the man in black windbreaker, black top hat, and long black hair dancing wildly.

"Master?" Sanriyue's dry voice seemed to be sobbing.

"Hey, long time no see, Sankaiyue." Tian Daocang put his left hand in his pocket, and his right hand naturally hung down close to his body, greeting Sankaiyue just like when they met again in Honmaru.

"Are you here to scold me, my lord?" San Riyue's demeanor was a bit embarrassed at this time, but he was so happy, as long as he could see this person again, everything else would be fine.

"Curse? There's no need, you just followed my wishes. As a shackle, you need to show your presence to the government of time from time to time, but this time is enough. I believe the government will remember this lesson Yes." Tian Daocang walked in front of Sanriyue and said so.

"Who is this man?" Qing Guang, who had saved his life, looked at San Riyue who had completely forgotten them, and asked with lingering fear.

"Probably the God-inspector of Homotomaru." A familiar voice answered Kiyomitsu's question.

After Qingguang and An Ding heard this voice, they turned their heads suddenly.Just like seeing Tian Daocang's Sanriyue, they left everything else behind, and only had the figure in the light onion-colored haori in their eyes.

"I made you worry, I'm back, Qingguang Anding." Okita looked at Qingguang and Anding who were full of surprise, with a slight smile on his face.

As long as he saw this smile, his turbulent heart seemed to have returned to the harbor where it lived, and immediately settled down.

Since Okita disappeared, Qingguang and An Ding, who hadn't cried all the time, seemed to become vulnerable all of a sudden, their eye sockets gradually turned red, and there were a lot of grievances in their stomachs that they wanted to confide.

Okita raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender: "Okay, okay, after you get back, you can act like a baby. But now... it's not the time to relax your vigilance."

Saying that, Okita looked in the direction of Mikazuki again, hoping that Peizi's method would really work.

"My lord..." San Riyue stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Tian Daocang, but his hand passed through Tian Daocang's body mercilessly.

Sanriyue's expression immediately stiffened: "Why?"

Tian Daocang looked indifferent: "I'm already dead, isn't this a normal thing?"

So is the Lord just a phantom that will disappear at any time?

Sanriyue opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask, because he was afraid that if he asked, Tian Daocang would immediately disappear from his sight.

Looking at the hesitant Sankaiyue, An Ding couldn't help but tugged on Okita's sleeve, and then quickly let go after Okita looked over with a confused expression.

Huh, the lord can still be touched, which is really great.

"then!"

Sankayue stretched out her hand, and caught something that was thrown at him - it was an omori.

He looked suspiciously at the person who made the sound: "Are you...Xiao Peizi?"

"Time is really merciless. Brother Sanriyue is still so young, but I am already old." Peizi sighed, but no regrets could be seen from her peaceful face, "That is the guard who lives in the soul of my father. Originally, I wanted to give it to you, but after my father disappeared, you disappeared, so it has been delayed until now."

"Soul?" Sanriyue repeated the word subconsciously. Is there really such a thing as a soul in this world?

"Hey!" Tian Daocang laughed disdainfully, "Whatever you think, just destroy it if you don't want it."

After hearing this, San Riyue gripped Yushou even tighter. Is it so important whether it is true or not?As long as the Lord is still there, that is enough.

"If you have enough trouble, go back. As long as the retrograde army exists for a day, the government of time cannot be destroyed. Of course, if those guys in the government are full and have nothing to do, and want to use technology to achieve their dream of dominating the world, We will still make those big men sober up." Tian Daocang looked at the sky, there was nothing there, but he knew that people from the government would hear these words.

In this world, where there is light, there must be darkness.

He is not a good person, and San Riyue is certainly not.They killed many Fusangshen and destroyed several Honmaru, and there must be people who shed tears for those dead beings.

For example, today, Okita Honmaru's Qingguang and An Ding are lucky, with the protection of Omoru, they saved their lives, but there is also Fusangshen, who stays here forever.

However, it cannot do without them.

Once the retrograde army is no longer a threat, the government of time, which has such a heaven-defying technology, will definitely be eager to do something again, right?

He opened the Pandora's box that changed history, so all the sins are also borne by him.

"Let's go." Tian Daocang's voice came again.

Sanriyue glanced at Okita, then waved his hand, the marching army receded slowly like a tide, and the streets became empty again.

"If this is the Lord's wish."

Sanriyue left with his army, and a few rays of sunshine reappeared in the originally gloomy sky, and everything was over.

Chong Tian came to Peizi and asked the question in his heart: "Is there really a soul in this world?"

"Maybe." Pei Zi replied ambiguously.

Tian Daocang who just appeared, if you really believe it, it is the so-called soul; if you don't believe it, it is just a bunch of data.

As the daughter of Tian Daocang, Peizi is also talented in some aspects, and her talent is reflected in the aspect of computers.

The data that is infinitely close to real people, sometimes, is no different from the real soul, right?

"Master Peizi." Shuzhuwan walked to Peizi, waiting for her order.

"Shuzhuwan, after I die, you can go to Sanriyue." Peizi looked at the direction Sanriyue left, showing a relieved smile.

"Yes, but I hope that Master Peizi can also give me such a guard."

Watching Peizi grow old day by day, Fusangshen of Peizi Honmaru also made his own decision.

If Peizi is allowed to die alone, Peizi will be lonely on the road to Huangquan, right?So, let everyone accompany Peizi to finish the road to hell.

However, since Peizi's wish is that Shuzhuwan will continue to live and become the shackles of the government like Sanriyue, then Shuzhuwan will do so.

It's just that, in a long and hopeless life, there is always something to take as sustenance, even if it is fake.

"My lord, you really scared us this time." Tsurumaru patted his chest exaggeratedly, expressing everyone's aspirations.

Okita looked at Fu Sangshen who surrounded him, and showed a happy smile: "Although there are some twists and turns, the result is not bad, isn't it? At least I know, I can spend a longer time with you!"

"Huh? What does this mean?" Fu Sangshen asked in a hurry, with vague expectations in his eyes.

"I'll tell you slowly when I get back to Honmaru. Is there anything to eat at Candlestick? I haven't eaten in the past few days. I'm so hungry!" Okita's face showed a complaining expression.

"Is fried tofu okay? Before, Xiaohuwan said that he would use the plate he made to put fried tofu for the Lord, so the kitchen has been keeping it ready." Candlestick Che showed a gentle smile.

"My lord, I picked beautiful flowers and put them in the vase you made! Well, I hope the flowers haven't withered these days..." Luan's excited expression gradually turned into disappointment.

Okita rubbed his messy head: "It doesn't matter if it withers, just pick it again. I still have a lot of time to appreciate your flowers slowly."

Yes, he still has a lot of time.

As long as you still need him, he will always be with you.

forever.

The author has something to say: After a month, the author has finally finished writing his first essay, both happy and melancholy.

There should be two or three extra articles in the future, thank you for your company all the time, because of you, the author has the motivation to continue writing.

Thank you to each of you, you are all my little angels!

Extra Story: Ten Years

If you live the same life every day for ten years, will you feel bored?

Maybe, but who told you that every day is the same?

This world is very exciting, even if there is only a little bit, you can find that new things are constantly appearing every day.

So, you won’t be bored, and you won’t be bored in ten years, 20 years, 30 years… or even longer.

Cold comes and summer goes, spring goes and autumn comes, and before he knows it, Okita has lived in this Honmaru for ten full years.

He became a god judge ten years ago on July [-]th. The day that was supposed to be his death day has now become like a festival.

Okita opened the window, looked at the sky that was not bright yet, stretched his waist and stretched his muscles and bones.

He tied his waist-length hair behind his head with a thin rope, put on a white kimono with his gloves, put on shoes, and then took a bamboo knife in his hand, and started his daily morning exercises.

Because of the increasing number of Fusangshen, the interior of the Honmaru has also undergone an expansion, especially the upstairs rooms have been almost completely renovated. After all, after a period of unremitting digging, the number of swords at Awataguchi has exceeded one, almost accounting for A quarter of the total number of swords.

"Morning, my lord!" Yamafuku Kunihiro, who had already run around the Honmaru, saw Okita coming out with a bamboo sword, and greeted him as usual.

After Okita responded with a smile, he left happily, as if this was a ritual that must be performed every day.

",,..."

Just as the number of times Okita swung the knife approached, Candlestick Kiri walked towards the kitchen wearing a pink lace apron, and began to prepare breakfast for the day.

Originally, the painting style of cutting aprons by candlesticks was quite normal, but since Baoding Toshiro came to Honmaru, he began to cut some very cute things for candlesticks.

According to Okita's conjecture, it is probably because Baoding Toshiro's body is similar to a kitchen knife, so it fits perfectly with the candlestick.

However, whenever the candlestick was cut using the things Baoding gave him, Baoding Toshiro's face would flush with excitement, and he kept talking to himself, saying things like "person. wife".Whenever this time, Yiqi Yizheng always looks like he has broken his heart.

",,..."

A black and white spotted tiger with different pupils opened its mouth and yawned. It walked out of its wooden house, and when it saw Okita who was exercising in the morning, he lay obediently on one side, wagging his tail and watching Okita.

After the ten-thousand-house change ten years ago, the government quickly popularized polarization.In the beginning, polarization was only carried out in short swords, but after two or three years, it was gradually opened to all swords. This big tiger was brought back by Wuhu Tui after undergoing polarization practice.

Every fusangshen who has experienced polarized practice will have more or less changes. For example, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, who originally only used pistols, has recently been able to carry machine guns to the battlefield.This kind of attitude, which is bound to carry out the trend of guns and guns to the end, makes Shinsengumi's sword more and more uncomfortable, so entering the room has almost become Mutsu's second room.

",,!"

Okita, who had swung his sword a thousand times, exhaled. At this time, the sky was completely bright, and the summer heat was gradually rising, and beads of sweat inevitably dripped down on Okita's face.

Okita put away the knife and walked back to the room. Along the way, Fu Sangshen who had already woken up kept saying hello to him.

"Morning my lord!"

"It's another day, General."

"Today, my lord's order, I will do my best to complete it!"

Well, you are really full of energy, everyone.

While thinking, Okita opened the door of his room, and then he saw...

A "corpse" in white clothes with no head visible hangs at the door of his room, floating slowly.

Okita sighed helplessly, calmly pushed aside the "corpse" and walked in: "Tsurumaru got up early today."

"It's really boring. You can't scare the lord every time. It's interesting to know that life is full of shocks, isn't it?" Tsurumaru untied the rope around his neck and fell to the ground.

"Ordinary life is also interesting." Okita replied with a smile, while reaching out to help Tsurumaru wipe off the dust on his head, "It looks like the eaves are dirty again, everyone will work hard today, let's clean up together! "

Of course, Tsurumaru should do more work as punishment for playing pranks every day.Okita watched Tsurumaru's leaving back, thinking darkly.

The dining hall has also been expanded, and there are neatly placed low tables inside. The largest table in the main seat is for Okita, and the other tables are arranged in two rows.

Because each fusangshen wants to sit closer to Okita, the order of the seats changes every day, and today it happened to be the turn of the Genji brothers.

Although the Genji brothers look very stable, it can be seen from their daily conversations that this is definitely a pair of living treasures.

After sitting on the right side of Okita, Higakiri began to look at Okita carefully, and then showed a look of sudden realization: "Oh, so it is the master! By the way, what is the name of the master this time..."

As for his elder brother's behavior of not being able to remember his name, Kenmaru has long been accustomed to it: "It's Okita Souji, brother."

"It turned out to be Mr. Tanaka eating, I remembered, saury balls."

"It's Souji Okita, and my name is not saury ball, but knee ball."

"Oh, kimbap balls."

"It's Kinmaru, brother..."

Okita looked at the breakfast on the table and began to comfort himself: at least his name did not become Miso Soup Souji, or Okita Fried Tofu or something, so congratulations, congratulations.

After breakfast, Okita returned to his room and began to make a list for the day.

For an old-fashioned mind examiner like Okita, in addition to daily classes, monthly classes, and some activities, he also needs to accept urgent tasks sent by the government at any time.

Because not every activity of the retrograde army can be predicted in advance, so when encountering a sudden attack by the retrograde army, Fusangshen in Honmaru needs to be ready to go out at any time, which makes the arrangement of the list more complicated stand up.

Okita not only needs to consider Fusangshen's personal ability and personality, but also to ensure that the main pill still has a complete professional match and combat power that can be dispatched at any time while sending Fusangshen to battle and expedition.

Fortunately, Okita is already familiar with all this.

After drying the ink marks on the paper, Okita handed the list to Hasebe.Hasebe has already had the ability to be alone, when Okita went to Wanwu's clinic in the afternoon, it was Hasebe who arranged it alone.But every morning, Hasebe still insisted that Okita make the list and never overstepped his authority.

Of course, whenever Hasebe expressed his loyalty with a serious face, Okita would silently swallow the words of wanting to be lazy and be a shopkeeper.

Just like the heat emitted by the gradually rising sun, when the crisp sound of the front porch bell resounded throughout the entire Honmaru, Fusangshin in the Honmaru also began to get busy.

Okita came to the corridor on the second floor, squinted his eyes, and looked at this fiery scene.

He has been looking at this painting for ten years, but he still can't get tired of it.

Okita gradually understood why Peizi transformed the corridor on the second floor into a garden, because it was such a joy to stand here and watch Fusangshin of Honmaru working, playing and chatting there.

"Hey! My lord! Aren't we going to clean up today? It's nonsense that we have to have a match first, and whoever loses will be responsible for cleaning the big room at Awataguchi~ Can you come down and be a referee, lord?" Natsuo Toshiro put his hands together and put his hand in his mouth. The front has the shape of a trumpet.

"Ah, of course!" Okita smiled and nodded, made a "wait for me" gesture, and then hurried downstairs, walking faster and faster...

But, what is happier than standing on the second floor to appreciate this moving picture is that I can also be a part of this painting!

On this day, when Okita came to the psychological clinic after lunch, two familiar guests were ushered in the clinic——California Kiyomitsu of Hanako Honmaru and Yamato Morita.

For the swordsmen, when they have human bodies and become Fusangshen, they are destined to pay a lot.

Give your loyalty, give your feelings, and maybe even give your own life... All of this is for the God Judge, and it is also for regaining a home of your own.

However, if they wanted to be an excellent judge, how much would they have paid?

Not everyone is as carefree as Okita, the average god judge has his own family and friends in this world, they will constantly waver between this world and Honmaru, and then make a difficult decision.

No matter which side they choose, their souls will be torn apart, and half of themselves will be abandoned forever in some unknown place.

And choosing the side of the god judge means handing over one's future to that small Honmaru. The original colorful life with an infinite future has only one end point left in the end.

Therefore, even though there are so many irresponsible guys, every one who chooses to stay is great, and they deserve everyone's respect.

Hanako was one of the few who chose to stay.

"Okita-kun, do you still remember the event of "The Judgment of God" ten years ago? The offspring of the offspring of the cow brought back by Candlestick Kiri have also started to produce milk! My lord, let us bring I'll bring you some milk." Qingguang and An Ding jointly carried a box of milk and put it on the table.

"So much?" Okita looked at the box in surprise, there were at least dozens of bottles of milk inside, right?

"I can't help it. The cow was pregnant when it was brought back. It gave birth to four cows at a time, two males and two females. After that, the second generation of cows continued to give birth... In this way, after one generation after another, this pill is almost occupied by cows." Qingguang couldn't help complaining.

Okita thought of the alpaca he brought back, and wondered if it was because the alpaca was raised next to the little skylark, the alpaca and the little skylark actually saw each other right!

After Okita unintentionally disclosed this news to Foxanosuke, it even attracted the attention of some zoologists in the world, saying that they would conduct some animal hybridization experiments.

Later, the alpaca and the little skylark, which were taken away by the time government, returned to Honmaru after more than half a year, and brought back two vicuñas with manes.

It is said that Little Skylark gave birth to a total of four vicunas, two of which were kept in the present world, and the other two were returned to Okita.

Until now, the two strange alpacas are still kept in Honmaru's stable.

Hanako Honmaru's Qingguang and An Ding said goodbye quickly, and after receiving a few guests, the sun began to set.

Okita closed the store and returned to Honmaru.

Mikazuki and Umaru were still sitting on the front porch drinking tea, and greeted Okita when he came back.

Dabaohei, whom Yingmaru has been thinking about, has already come here, but to Okita's surprise, Dabaohei's character is almost completely opposite to Yingmaru's, and the friendship between swords and swords is sometimes very wonderful.

There was already a faint fragrance coming from the kitchen, and the figure of the moon appeared in the gradually dimming sky, presenting the beauty of the sun and the moon shining together.

This very ordinary day is coming to an end.

After taking a shower, Okita walked to the door and wiped his half-wet hair with a dry towel.

At this time, the heat has dissipated, and the cool evening breeze gently blows across the cheeks, giving me an indescribable comfort.

Okita simply sat down on the front porch, and while waiting for his hair to dry, he admired the stars in the night sky and the looming fireflies in the grass.

Qing Guang and An Ding who happened to pass by gave a light "Hey", and then sat down next to Okita, one on the left and one on the right.

"It's so beautiful!"

"Yeah, it's beautiful."

There is no complicated communication, and there is no need to go to complicated communication. They get along day and night for a long time, so that they can communicate with each other as long as they sit together.

An Ding looked at Okita's face that was no different from ten years ago, leaned down gently, and pillowed it on Okita's lap, and smelled the fresh scent of just taking a bath from the tip of his nose.

"Don't do this kind of thing without authorization, An Ning!" Qing Guang muttered, and imitated An Ning's appearance and lay down on Okita's other leg, closing his eyes slightly.

"Heh!" Okita chuckled, then put his hands on the heads of the two, and rubbed them lightly.

The bright moonlight covered their bodies with a layer of silver halo, and fireflies flew out of the grass one after another, wandering around Okita.

"Crack"!

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki pressed the shutter of the camera.

Tomorrow will definitely be another ordinary and beautiful day.

Spoiler: Okita and the Sword

In winter, Edo.

Isamu Kondo held Okita's shoulders as he walked along the trail in Hikage, surrounded by densely packed sword houses of various sizes.

"Mr. Qinghe's proposal to invite us to join the Langshi group has already been accepted, but the general manager, if you want to go to the capital to build a big business, you must have a good knife! Just like the tiger on my waist .”

Kondo rested one hand on Tiger Toru at his waist, with a bright vision for the future.

Just like Kondo's burly body and bold personality, his favorite knife is also very thick and suitable for chopping.After confirming that he will follow Kiyokawa Hachiro to form a ronin group and go to Kyoto, Kondo bought this Tiger Toru with most of his savings.

"What kind of sword do you like, Souji? Kotoru, Kanesada, or Muramasa? Why don't you use Kotoru with me, Kotoru is a very good sword!"

Isamu Kondo pulled Okita into the knife store where he bought Kotoru, admiring the gleaming knives on the knife rack, and motioned Okita to choose at will.

Okita raised his head and looked at Kondo who was at least a head taller than himself, and said with some helplessness: "Tora Tetsu is not suitable for me. As for the knife, just do whatever you want, whatever it is called."

"This is not possible. Although you are young, you are one of the best masters in our Konoekan. You must have a weapon that matches it. Look at Sui, who is usually so stable, isn't he crazy in pursuit of Kanesada? "

Okita stretched out his hand and knocked off Kondo's hand who kept rubbing his head: "Mr. Kondo, I am already 20 years old, and I am no longer a child! I have enough ability to overcome obstacles for Mr. Kondo... "

But before Okita finished speaking, Kondo's kind laughter came from beside his ear.

snort!Stop looking down on people!

Okita's childish cheeks puffed up slightly, he turned his head away and stopped looking at Kondo.

One day, he will become the strongest swordsman, and then kill all the enemies standing in front of Mr. Kondo.

This is the 20-year-old Souji Okita, a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, flamboyant and proud.

At this moment, a knife with a dark red scabbard came into Okita's sight, and Okita couldn't help walking forward, taking the knife in his hand.

What a beautiful knife, isn't it?

Okita bumped the saber in his hand twice, and he felt that it was surprisingly smooth.After that, he pulled out a section of the knife from the sheath, and the cold light reflected from the blade made Okita squint his eyes—it was a good knife.

"Can I try the knife?" Okita said to the shopkeeper holding the knife.

"Oh, isn't this the California Wuming? It is said that this knife was made by a poor knifemaker, and it doesn't even have a knife inscription. Master Samurai, you should change it. Many people have seen this knife It's not easy to tell at a glance." The boss of the knife house is also well-informed, and he can tell at a glance that the two people in front of him are good at martial arts, so he can't help but say flatteringly.

Okita for the owner of the knife shop