The Last Samurai of Tennis Shinsengumi

After lunch, the general manager slipped out from under Tufang's nose, holding a racket between his hands and falsely claiming that he was going to practice.Practice or something, don't care, it's hard to come to the world 150 years later, so you have to open your eyes no matter what.He circled around the arena twice, happened to bump into Shenglang, couldn't help laughing, and was about to grab someone to lead him the way.He waved at Katsuro, and Katsuro hurried over, "Senior Fuji, what's the matter?"

The headmaster rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Shenglang, how about being my surname?"

"Ah? What is a small surname?"

The general manager didn't expect that this word was also abandoned by history. He raised his head and thought for a while, "It's just to take care of my daily life, but I won't treat you badly."

"what?"

"Let's go, let's go!" The chief didn't bother to explain to him, he handed him the racket in his hand, and dragged him away.

"But, Senior Fuji, do you still have to train this afternoon?"

"Don't worry, I'm on leave." The chief executive lied.

The general manager was walking on the busy road, surrounded by towering high-rise buildings. The sunlight shone on the bright glass and refracted, making the whole world radiant.The chief raised his head and looked at the sky above his head through his fingers, feeling like he was in a dream.When he lowered his head, he felt that his vision was suddenly distorted, the past and the present overlapped together, the antique wooden houses were projected on the colorful glass windows, and people in kimonos strolled in the traffic.In the noisy car horns, he heard the wind chimes under the eaves of someone's house ringing softly.In some way, the remnants of people's lives in the past still exist in this space, and his heart can feel it.

There seemed to be an incredible force that attracted him to go forward, passing through clean and beautiful roads and narrow alleys, he kept walking forward.

"Senior Fuji, where are you going?" Sheng Lang strode to catch up with the racket in his arms.The chief executive, however, seemed to have never heard of it, his eyes were blurred and blurred, yes it was this road, that road he was extremely familiar with.The first time he followed Tu Fang to the test hall was this road.When he stepped on the white marble bridge, it seemed as if he was walking on a small wooden bridge in his memory. The river water reflected the afterglow of the setting sun that day, which was extremely beautiful.Crossing the small bridge is a forest, and the birds returning home at dusk are always singing happily.

"Director, this is your new home." Tufang said to him when he pushed open the wooden door.

The fantasy in front of him suddenly disappeared. There was no forest in front of him, nor was there a crude testing hall, nor was there a well for washing his face. Instead, there was only a patch of modern residential houses. 150 years, time flies, everything no longer exists, the era they lived in, together with the relics of their life.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye and fell in the wind. No one would understand the significance of the testing hall to him.

"Senior Fuji!" Seeing his back standing lonely in the sunset, Katsuro felt inexplicably sad.

"Well, let's go." The director turned around and put on an unruly smile.After walking a few steps, he turned his head again, and saw the small stone tablet in the corner, on which was written the former site of the Weiwei Hall, emptyly telling the loneliness that had been settled for a hundred years.

"gone!"

"Senior, are you alright?"

"It's okay! Let's go to the beach? Katsuro, I want to go to the beach."

In the evening, the seaside was very lively, full of laughter and laughter. The chief executive held two strings of balls in his hand, and stepped on the beach with bare feet, which was still warm under the scorching sun, a little carelessly.The black ship that shocked the whole of Japan came with the wind and waves before dawn, awakening Edo's centuries-old dream, and it seems to be still at sea at this moment.On that dark night, he and Hijikata sneaked into the black ship in a small boat. That was the first time they saw the advanced weapons of the West. It seemed that the powerful cannons could capture the city of Edo, which they were proud of, without breaking a sweat.In the face of the rain of bullets, their swords had no chance to make a move, and they could only jump off the boat and escape.Sitting on a rock by the sea, Hijikata sighed, "Sir, our era is coming to an end." The stars and the moon shone in the night sky, and the night wind blew Hijikata's long hair. At that moment, his eyes were as deep as the sea, deep in the waves Surging silent grief.After hearing Hachiro Kiyokawa's call, Hijikata resolutely joined the team of Shangjing. He wanted to shed his blood before being eliminated by the times, and use his sword in his hand to do something for this nation!

"That man must be very sad right now. Tennis is not his stage!" the chief thought.

"Hey, don't bully people too much!" The chief executive heard a familiar cry not far away, and turned his head. There was a group of people pushing and shoving, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Senior Fuji, seems to be from Liujiazhong and Higazhong!"

"Oh!" The chief executive looked over intently, and the silver-haired boy named Saeki was standing in the center. He was suddenly pushed to the ground by the people in Higa, and the man said, "How dare you lose the game?" Go to the organizer to complain about our arena violence and request to disqualify us from the competition?"

"Teach them a lesson and let them know what violence is!"

"This time I will convince you."

The old man seemed to want to step forward to break up a fight, and walked tremblingly to the center, but was pushed to the ground by that person, the people in the six corners were instantly angry, and a group fight seemed inevitable.

"What should I do, Senior Fuji!"

"It's okay." The chief executive smiled contemptuously, and walked over there quickly. Sheng Lang hugged and patted in fear and followed behind.The general manager walked through the group of people who were about to fight without seeing anything, and the garden in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Ah!" He yelled exaggeratedly, "You knocked down my garden! You pay me for it!" He said to Kite Eishiro.

"Damn it, where did you come from, you bastard, aren't you looking for smoke?" Kite Eishiro scolded angrily.

"He is from Qingxue." Said the team member next to him.

"Hey, it's just in time, even he cleaned up together."

However, the director general stood still and bowed very seriously, "I'm very sorry."

Everyone present was taken aback, and Eishiro Kite sneered, "It's too late for you to say sorry now."

"wrong!"

"what?"

The chief executive slowly raised his head, with a weird smile on his face, it was a mixture of devil and angel, evil and sincere, "It's too early, I'm apologizing for my next behavior."

"What's next?"

"Next, let me teach you how to fight. When rushing towards an enemy with overwhelming strength, in order to fill the gap in strength, the most important thing is to use numbers to overwhelm." Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and was already out of Shenglang's hands. After receiving the beat, Eishiro Kite felt a little baffled, and only heard the director continue, "Coordinate your breathing well, unite your mind and body, and attack with all your strength at the moment when you are most concentrated."

Higa's team members had heard enough of his chatter, and rushed forward shouting, "This kid is crazy, don't talk to him!"

"Then... go to hell!" After the chief executive said these words, he stood calmly on the beach and shook his beat symbolically, just like throwing off blood from a sword in the past.

The people in Liujiao looked at the group of domineering people just now lying on the ground moaning, dumbfounded and unable to say a word.Almost only Saeki, who has dynamic vision, saw clearly how the chief executive made the shot. When he said the first word, he had already swung his racket and cut off the right hand of Yoshiro Kito, and then moved the racket back and inserted the handle into the waist of the person behind him. Go up, turn around again, and kill the four or five people attacking in one shot, it's too fast!It's too late to react!

"This is Mr. Okita's last lesson for you guys! Listen to everything, get rid of the barbarians, get rid of the barbarians, they are all fucking cowardly bastards who only know how to transfer their anger to those innocent people, constantly Create killings, keep creating chaos, don't let me hear this word again!" The chief executive said with his back to them, his shadow was long reflected on the beach, and his body was bathed in silver moonlight, holy and noble!But his voice was as cold as coming from hell.

"Shoji Okita?"

"Who?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of this character!" Several people whispered.They had never heard of such a name at that time.

"Ah! My meatballs." The chief executive suddenly turned his head, showing a childlike smile, as if waking up from a dream, he stepped on the wreckage of Higa and found the string of balls that had been crushed from the beach. He squinted his mouth regretfully, and stuffed the ball into Eishiro Kite's mouth at once, "Since you have already crushed it, I will give it to you." He looked back at the surprised Katsuro, and said with a smile, "We Go back! Such a good moonlight has been messed up by these bastards."

"You're not the only one!" Zuo Bo suddenly said when the general manager walked past him.

The chief executive turned his head and narrowed his eyes, looking at the person in front of him. The boy had a pair of beautiful eyes with a clear light in them. The chief executive smiled slightly, "Oh, is that so?"

"Fuer is not such a person." Saeki said lightly

"Oh? What kind of person is Buer?"

"Well, gentle and kind."

"Really?" The chief executive laughed at himself, kind of bleak and kind?With blood on his hands, he no longer had a chance with the word. "It seems that you miss him very much." Without waiting for Saeki's answer, the chief executive went straight away.

"Young man, people who don't know how to respect weapons won't win." The grandfather suddenly blocked the way of the chief executive, and the chief executive was very surprised. He didn't even see where he came from. In the Edo period, he would definitely think that he was a master of Tudun.

"Weapon?" He looked at the racket under his arm, "Is that just a sharp weapon for killing people?

"Weapons are just weapons. It's all about killing or saving people." The old man pointed to his chest.

Here, the chief executive put his hand on his left chest, feeling his own heartbeat.The old man's eyes were buried in the vicissitudes of his face, and he couldn't see his eyes, but the director's intuition told him that the old man was smiling.The director bowed respectfully, he understood what the old man said, but sometimes saving people and killing people are often the same thing, he didn't say this sentence.

☆, Phantom Pupil