What made you have the illusion that I am the protagonist! ?

In the autumn of the third year of Bunjiu (1863), Kyoto——

In late autumn, the temperature in Kyoto has gradually cooled down, but the sun at noon during the day still carries some residual summer temperature.

Mr. Okita was leaning on the pier of the moat, eating the three-color balls he bought from the street, and counting the fish swimming in the moat boredly.

The too loose attitude made the companions couldn't help reminding: "Director..."

"I know, I know, Yi-kun is too serious, and I won't know if I steal Mr. Lazy Dokata once in a while." While chewing on the elastic meatballs, Okita said.

"..." His companion——Saito, who kindly reminded him and was beaten up, was speechless. When the captain of the third division of the newly selected group stared at people without saying a word, it should have been quite oppressive, but Only it doesn't work for Okita.

Okita was about to say something more, but was interrupted by a vigorous shout from behind.

"Whoa-Kyoto, here I come--!!!"

Okita sneered in his heart, and laughed directly. He would yell such words on the moat bridge before entering Kyoto, which completely exposed the fact that the other party was a country bumpkin, but he still turned his head away.

Before turning his head, he had already planned to see a dusty country warrior or simply a countryman. However, when he followed the reputation, he found that the image of the other party was different from what he had imagined.

The man's hair was cut short and he looked like a foreigner. He was tall and strong, and his clothes were nothing special. There were no printed solid-colored sleeves and a hakama, and the fabric seemed to be ordinary and not high-end. A particularly long package, no matter how long it looked like a big sword, it held a cat in its arms.

The other party exuded a completely different aura from ordinary country samurai or town people. Okita took a closer look and realized why he felt that this person was different—compared with other samurai and town people, this person seemed too clean It's not just about clothing, but more importantly, about mental outlook.

Living in this turbulent age, ordinary people without the power to restrain a chicken are always in a faint panic all day long. Even a samurai with a sword will always be vigilant when walking on the street, because changes can happen at any time. It can happen.

Even Okita and the others are not immune to this. If they are not careful, they may be cut down by the Sa Chang clan who suddenly appeared in a certain alley.

However, on the opponent's face, whether it was panic or vigilance, Okita couldn't find a trace of it, only calmness, excitement and anticipation.

"Master Toya..."

The man behind the other party spoke, his tone a little helpless, he seemed to have noticed the gazes of Okita and Saito, and turned his head.

It wasn't until this moment that Okita realized that the person who made the noise was the man's entourage just now—Okita couldn't help being startled when he met the other man's eyes, while the other party nodded politely to them as a greeting.

As for the reason why he was stunned, it was not because of anything else, but because this man with short black curly hair and eyes as bright as topaz was a foreigner no matter what he looked at.

It's not the first time Okita has seen foreigners. In fact, since the black ship incident opened the door of this country ten years ago, these people come from other countries, have different hair and eye colors from them, and can't understand the words when they talk. More and more foreigners are appearing in this country.

However, foreigners are still rare nowadays, and it is even rarer to be someone's entourage.

Okita overturned the assumption of a country samurai just now, with foreigners accompanying him, maybe this person is a big shot who ran away from home, or at least the lord of some remote domain?

——He didn't know, this guess was already very close to the truth.

"Oh, since in this day and age, I always have to come to Kyoto, Diarmuid, the end of the Bakumatsu is a man's romance~" The young man who was suspected of running away from home, said something confusing, stretched out Lazy.

The two people who appeared here were Ishitani Toya and Diarmuid.

The development of the matter is that during a trip one day, Dongmi took a hitchhiker transporting hay in the countryside. Because the dirt road was uneven, the car shook accordingly, so he simply fell asleep on the hay pile, woke up and got out of the car. I found myself in a particularly backward village. After asking, I realized that I was in the countryside near Kyoto more than 100 years ago.

Okita Souji only hesitated for a moment, then decided to go up to talk to him, Saito Kazuo also quickly followed, it is not their Mibu wolf's style to hold back, "Where are you two from, are you coming to Kyoto for the first time?"

"Where is the person—well, it should be the Harima people." The name of Hyogo Kamikawa Town swirled on the tip of Fuyumi's tongue and swallowed it back. He remembered in time that the feudal clan has not been abolished and established a county, so Hyogo County is It doesn't exist. Fortunately, he still remembers that his hometown was divided into the Harima Kingdom in ancient times.

"Should—?" Okita raised his eyebrows and repeated the word playfully.

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*In fact, according to history, Soji became the captain of the first team, Yikun became the captain of the third team, Shinpachi became the captain of the second team, Hirasuke became the captain of the eighth team, Zuanosuke became the captain of the tenth team, etc. The series of appointments came after the reorganization of the Shinsengumi in 1865.

Before that, they were other jobs, but everyone must be more familiar with this version of the job, so let’s think they were edited in advance_(:зゝ∠)_