[Comprehensive + Sword Dance] Warm Wind Story

[Confession Across Time and Space]

This is an age of peace.

The samurai fell, and technology rose.

Most people born in this era must be happy.

You don't need to experience the days of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and you don't need to worry about wars that may break out at any time.

This is also - the person he followed, the thing he once wanted to protect.

I don't know if he can be called a human being, but under the blessing of some force majeure, he can hear many voices that ordinary people can't hear clearly.

For example, the vague modern noise coming from the ears.

But behind this noise, there is a rhythm that has not changed for many years.

The rustling of leaves rubbing against the wind, the chirping of birds, and the play of children.

Even early in the morning, children who don't know what fatigue is has already started their entertainment.

The warm sun of the morning sun is really refreshing. Ever since he came to the modern age, Souji Okita has liked morning activities in which he can bask in the morning sun after practice.

"Master Okita!"

After a moment of peace, a vigorous male voice came from outside the door.

He just thought that it was a long time since he was called this kind of name, and the next moment he saw two teenagers standing at the door, one red and one blue.

These are two acquaintances.

Since he and other friends who "resurrected from the dead" gathered here and opened a nominal martial arts gym, the two teenagers often secretly watched his morning exercises in the corner.

Even though he caught him, the two still watched him secretly from a distance at the same time.

But now, they can greet him well.

The red-eyed boy hasn't changed much, but Souji Okita can vaguely feel that his strength has gone a step further.

On the contrary, the temperament of the blue-eyed boy has changed significantly.

Whether it's the loose hair or the calmer personality, Okita Souji has an incomparably familiar feeling.At first glance, it seemed that the boy was more mature than when he first met, and there was also a delusion-like depression, but when he saw the occasional smile of the boy, he felt that he might be enjoying it.

——Actually, this is also very strange.

Every time Okita Souji saw these two people, he couldn't help feeling that his reaction was abnormal.

Because, just looking at these two people in front of him, he couldn't help feeling worried and trusting.

But even he, who was supposed to die, survived, so why should the anomalies of these two people not be taken lightly.

"Are you here today?"

Okita Souji thought a lot, but still smiled at them quickly.His eyes paused for a moment on the blue-eyed boy, and then fell on the red-eyed boy, "It's been so long, I still don't know your names."

"This..." The red-eyed boy hesitated for a moment when he heard him say that, but soon smiled, "Well, Lord Okita will know soon!"

"We think it would be better for the adult to introduce himself." The blue-eyed boy was much calmer, he just smiled lightly and made an invitation gesture, "Then, Lord Okita... can you come with us for a walk? ?”

Wonderful feeling.

If someone else said that, Okita Souji might have directly picked up the knife by his side, but after these two people said such words, Okita Souji found that he didn't feel offended in his heart.

"...Hmm~ It looks very interesting."

So, he accepted their invitation.

Of course, he brought his saber.

Although the expressions of the two teenagers were a little strange at the moment when he put on the new knife, they regained their relief before he showed his inquiry.

The group of three did not go too far.

But a street away, the two teenagers stopped.

"It's been a long time, sir."

When the expressions of the boys suddenly changed, and their behavior subconsciously became more rigorous and full of respect, Souji Okita heard a voice he hadn't heard for a long time.

"...Yeah, long time no see."

When seeing Nanyun Xun, Okita Souji vaguely felt that he would see her goodbye.

But even so, after hearing her voice, he was still taken aback for a moment.

His thoughts seemed to return to the time when Okita Souji watched her leave many years ago and never saw her again.

The undead who died on the battlefield never thought they would have the chance to embrace the sun again.

And all of what he enjoys now is probably related to the "girl" in front of him.

"I didn't expect to see you again, Qianbo."

It seems to have crossed a hundred years of blankness, just to wait for the color given by this encounter.

……

……

At the end of the shogunate, no matter how many thoughts there were, they were all annihilated in the war.

The shogunate, the Shinsengumi, the ghost clan... these are not the reasons for him to fight.

At first, there was only one reason why he would agree to join, and that was to help Mr. Kondo fulfill his ideal.

He voluntarily became Isamu Kondo's sword, beheading all existences that hinder Mr. Kondo's ideals.

You don't need to think too much about your own affairs, as long as you keep wielding the sword in your hand for Mr. Kondo's sake.

Until, he met a ghost girl who disguised herself as a man.

They obviously never thought about delivering their sincerity, and it was obviously just a relationship of mutual testing, but somehow it changed.

She knows his ideal, she understands his choice, she understands everything he does.

Even Isamu Kondo, who is regarded as a longing person, and even his colleagues who have fought together for many years, can hardly give him such a comfortable feeling.

It's very fun to learn from her, very comfortable to be cared for by her, even when she gets angry because of her insistence, he can still feel a certain kind of nameless comfort in his heart.

He could see that she was always watching.

But because of him, the girl got into the game for an instant.

There was some surprise, but at that moment, he couldn't deny the joy that flashed in his heart.

— This is because of him.

While having such a clear cognition, he is doing things that run counter to his heart.

When he saw the girl's forbearance because he concealed his condition, he had a premonition that he might owe her a lot.

Even for his own selfishness, he kept her silent in exchange for the girl's secret.

Whether it was saving him from the knife, helping him conceal his illness, or agreeing to Mr. Shannan's invitation and making improvements, he owed a lot to Chiba Kazama.

Okita Souji knew that if Chiba Kazama hadn't given him the improved water, he might not have lasted until the last moment, and he would fall ill due to tuberculosis, or use too much power of Rakshasa to be wiped out.

——She helped him so much that he couldn't return it.

But, but...

He still can't let go.

Even with such a crippled body, he still wants to work hard for the future that Mr. Kondo thinks about.

——until the moment of death in battle.

……

……

"This is the Honmaru of Kiyoka-sama."

After a short reminiscence and self-introduction, California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Mamoru Anding followed Seiwa back to Honmaru.

Even Souji Okita, who was once a close friend, was also fortunate to be brought along to witness the few miracles here.

"Hey... I didn't expect such a place to exist."

Knowing that the two boys in front of him were transformed by the sword he used, Okita Souji finally understood where his unreasonable trust came from.

After all, in the past, apart from the people around him, these two knives accompanied him for many years, even until the end.

They walked through a not-so-long corridor, and finally arrived in front of Honmaru's courtyard.

"Lord?"

Sitting on the edge of the corridor and watching the scenery in the courtyard, Taidao looked like a nobleman in the Heian-kyo period. He laughed a few times when he saw his master, and put down the steaming teacup in his hand.

"Are there any distinguished guests?"

Sanriyue naturally recognized who the person following Qinghe was.

The photos placed in Hiroma are still hanging on the wall.

All the swords know that it is the last "gift" left to Qinghe by the existence called the system. All the precious memories of time and space travel are turned into real objects and can be cherished by people.

Among them, there is naturally no shortage of Okita Souji and Shinsengumi.

So of course, all the swords in this pill can see with their own eyes what the former masters Qingguang and An Ding often talk about look like.

"Yeah." Qinghe replied with a smile, "on a whim."

San Riyue nodded after listening to her words, and understood what she meant. In fact, she didn't want other swords to "mobilize the crowd" to watch because of the arrival of Souji Okita.

Thinking of this, San Riyue continued to hold the teacup calmly, not wanting to get up just now.

"I don't know what the lord would like to eat for dinner?" Even so, San Riyue mentioned a little bit, "I might as well inform those few, so that the lord can clean up the dust."

"No need to make special preparations, as usual..." Qinghe replied casually, but she seemed to have thought of something, and added before leaving, "Today is Guangzhong the one who cooks? Let him make sweets."

"I see." Sanriyue nodded, indicating that she would notify him.

However, his eyes glanced at Souji Okita, who was smiling and silent, and he focused on the teacup in his hand.

—Sweet?

This is not the master's taste.

Thinking about it, it was because of the captain of the Shinsengumi, Souji Okita.

Not only did he deliberately choose the time when everyone with swords and swords was in the middle of the mission, but also asked him to keep quiet, and even connived at Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an to surround him, and took the initiative to explain everything about Honmaru to him, even taking care of the dinner party. The other party's taste...

"Ah ah, the lord's maintenance is really enviable."

However, these swords cannot go against her wishes, let alone do things that she is not happy to see.

What's more, the sword from the Shinsengumi was more or less secretly seen by the owner when he knew that his former owner was alive.

After confirming that the former master is still continuing his ideals in this world, the swordsmen of the Shinsengumi have a clear mentality of protecting the former "comrade in arms".

Other swords just want to make some small moves, and they also give up under this double guarantee.

Even, Okita Souji himself is a good player of "pranks", so that all the "disarming powers" of certain swords are scrapped.

During the whole dinner, the only "safe" Qinghe sat at the main seat and laughed to watch the undercurrents between them, and never turned to anyone. She looked ignorant and simply enjoyed her dinner.

But who will really do it?

No matter the past or the future, her will is the direction of their blades.

……

……

After the dinner, Seiwa gave Okita Souji some alone time with the others.

Not surprisingly, he chose his own sword to understand all the past that Qinghe could not tell.

Including her leaving at the beginning, and also including what thrilling things happened after she left.

"...Really, it doesn't sound easy."

As swords, they followed Qinghe halfway.

Perhaps what they said is not the whole picture, but Okita Souji can also see the dangers and hardships of each world in their words.

The strange environment, strange people, and the pressure from the nameless system... Even in a certain world, she fought against the whole world with her uncollected swords alone.

When Mr. Okita was listening, he couldn't help thinking, how did she persevere all the way and finally get everything she wanted?

He was also glad that she persisted.

Fortunately, because of her persistence, he was able to meet her at the most critical period, and after his wish was fulfilled, he was able to meet her again in such a peaceful and worry-free age.

Instead of simply listening to what they mentioned about Qinghe, Director Okita also told the story of his own witness at the end.

That past is slightly different from the history books.

"Master Okita."

The blue-eyed Daojian who was informed of his identity suddenly spoke before the topic ended.

"So, have you... realized it?" He hesitated for a moment, and finally looked at him calmly, as if waiting for some important answer, "Your wish."

Okita Souji thought about his question, and finally smiled, "It's done."

Even at the last moment, he held the sword in his hand and fought for Mr. Kondo and everyone in the Shinsengumi until he died.

—Yes, he died on the battlefield, not on his bed.

Perhaps this was also his best home at the time.

but……

"Slightly, I have a new 'wish'."

——Perhaps it should be said as "regret".

"Really?" Yamato Shou Anding showed a relieved expression, and the smile on his face was filled with sincere joy, "That would be great."

"Speaking of..." Qingguang Qingguang, who was quietly watching Yamato Shou'an's question before, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief after he answered, and it was only after the two of them let go that he could naturally mention this matter, " What is the relationship between Okita-sama and Kiyoka-sama...?"

Okita Souji didn't expect him to suddenly ask, "...Why did you say that suddenly?"

"Because Okita-sama seems to care about Kiyowa-sama?"

Kai Qingguang, who had no idea how much what he said would attract other swords and swords, looked at his former master at this moment, and said in a natural tone, "Although I don't know how to describe it, but... I feel that Master Okita is very fond of Qinghe. Your Excellency is special?"

"It's also the first time Okita-sama is so close to a woman who has nothing to do with the Shinsengumi, right?" Yamato Mamoru raised his eyebrows, and suddenly followed the words of Kami Kiyomitsu.

As Okita Souji's sword, even if it is not a protective sword, they also know that the former owner is also known in the entire Shinsengumi for his cleanliness.

Although I would go to izakaya or even flower street with the captains, I really didn't do anything other than drink.

It's better to say that even the flamboyant talk is only for people who are a little familiar.

...Compared with a certain deputy chief, that is quite different.

"Relationship...?"

Suddenly being said by them, Okita Souji put on a thoughtful expression.

He thought of what she said the day she left, "There are two acquaintances who like you very much, and they all have a little curiosity about you", which should refer to the two swords in front of him who have already served the new master.

——Maybe it’s fate.

If it weren't for these two Fu Sangshen who were once used as weapons by him, he would not have gained her attention, nor would he have gained her favor in the future.

Souji Okita has never forgotten that moment.

"Little Qianbo."

"Um?"

"……Bon Voyage."

Facing the sight of her suddenly looking back, he couldn't calmly say what he was about to say.

It was probably because he wasn't selfish enough at that time, so he couldn't tell the girl who was about to leave the feelings in his heart.

--but now.

"If it's now, maybe I can say it well."

……

……

Early the next morning, Seiwa, who maintained his morning exercise habit, met Souji Okita who had just finished training.

"Want to go for a walk together?"

He extended an invitation to her.

Qinghe was slightly surprised, but quickly agreed with a smile.

There are many places in Honmaru that can be counted as scenery, but there is only one that is the most long-visited.

——The grass garden where Wannianzakura is located.

It was an open space bordering the Honmaru, and it didn't even need to be cleaned deliberately, as long as it was nourished by clean and pure spiritual power, it would remain as beautiful as ever.

In normal times, Wannianying would be dominated by the daggers.

But today, under the gentle but undeniable order of someone, the place remains deserted and quiet.

There are colorful blessing papers hanging on Wannian Sakura, and Qinghe remembers that it was the first anniversary of her official appointment as a god judge, and the swords were urged to hang up by the short knives.Every piece of paper carried their blessings for her, or their expectations for the future.Occasionally saw it, and it always made her smile knowingly.

There are also a few swings woven from tree vines hanging on the trunk, which seem too childlike.

Qinghe thought that this was a surprise that Yizhen secretly made with Minghu for the younger brothers who are short swords... But in the end, the swing became a special seat for her and other swordsmen to hold a banquet.

As the petals of the cherry blossoms fall, the ubiquitous pure spiritual power brushes through the heart again and again.

No matter how many times the swordsmen have seen the scene here, they can feel a sense of comfort from the inside out.

It seems that this place is the most gentle place in the world.

Souji Okita, an "ordinary person" who came here now, is no exception.

"It's beautiful here, isn't it?" Qinghe stood under the cherry tree, looking up at the various blessings hanging on the branches, "When I first came here, it wasn't what it looks like now."

"After all, this is the responsibility that Xiaoqianbo is determined to take seriously." Director Okita stood not far behind her, he did not walk forward like her, but kept such a distance, "So I knew it, as long as It's Xiaoqianbo's decision, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"One thing is not."

She heard the words and put her eyes on him, making him understand what she wanted to say almost instantly.

"...Ah, but in the end, it's a happy ending, isn't it?"

They meet in this world.

A companion who has fulfilled his long-cherished wish and witnessed the past finds the meaning of new life; a person who is free as he wants, no longer restricted by people, begins to experience true freedom.

"Little Qianbo."

"Ok?"

With a gentle breeze blowing, the line of sight was occupied by the pink petals, as if the two were in the rain of cherry blossoms, which brought a little romance between them.

The girl standing under the cherry blossom tree turned around as she remembered, showing familiar doubts at him.

"I've always wanted to tell you... I've liked you for a long time."

This time, he was finally able to say this sentence that spanned a hundred years to her without any scruples.

The author has something to say:

hateful!Why is the author Sang not a great writer!Originally I wanted to create a Waka and write it as a four-character haiku such as "xxxx,xxxx, I like you" as the perfect ending!But it can't be created! ! !

[About this chapter]

What I didn't finish at that time, I just told her again for the reunion now!

After all, if it was that era, what would the chief executive think? Because Qinghe gave up on everyone in the Shinsengumi, and gave up on realizing Mr. Kondo's dream... So, in this era of peace, if we meet again, we will not be able to tell each other well. Tell her what she likes.

grateful:

读者“蝶舞”,灌溉营养液+52019-10-2619:41:04

Topic:

I want to write Li Tu's, but I just want to write a fragment, I can't write so many... Emmmm, the author Sang decided to cut it off, and only write that fragment, and let it go to Master Mo Yu.

At last……

Wow QAQ, you don’t love the author anymore, you don’t leave any comments on [-]D updates!The author Sang's explosion is even more meaningless!