[Comprehensive] Raiders Manual

He obviously looks like a little boy with a baby face, but his height is almost 1.8 meters when he stands up.

The boy with no expression took back the Taidao held in his right hand and sharpened it. It is thin and thin, and the handle of the knife is engraved with sixteen petals of chrysanthemums.

The sticky red liquid spread around the smooth floor like a snake, and the light yellow wooden clogs stepped on it without any hesitation, but the small crackling sound reached everyone's ears without hindrance. Among them, the tea girl huddled in the corner widened her eyes in fear as she watched the young man who had just killed the customer approach slowly and slowly approach the extremely beautiful young girl, and then stopped and squatted down at a distance of only five centimeters.

Seemingly frightened by his previous behavior, the tearful tea girl turned her face away and dared not look at what happened next.

The hand touching the handle of the knife was lifted up. It was clear that he had just killed several young men with these delicate hands, but now he touched the girl's cheek like a lover. Stick it against Kuna's soft face, rub it lightly a few times and then loosen it.

Jiu Nai looked along his fingers, the red marks were clearly revealed, he was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to touch his face and wiped it, the little blood stains on his face had dried up, because some rude actions made him There were two bloodstains on half of the face, extending to the corner of the mouth.

The fair face became a little ridiculous.

Kuna couldn't see it, but he could see his current situation from the playfulness in the boy's eyes.

She turned her head slightly, and her sweet voice resounded clearly in the room, "You killed someone."

The people shrunk aside even tighter, wishing they could cover their ears so that they didn't hear anything.

The other party didn't make any movements, just stood up and looked at Ichiro who was dead on the ground without emotion, and said in a soft voice, "It's time for them to die." Just after finishing speaking, a figure suddenly entered the opened door, with a tall figure, The blue outer cedar has dark clothes slightly open inside, black half-length hair is tied behind the head, with a little broken hair on the forehead, handsome outline is deep, and the voice is slightly low, "Director, is it still unresolved?" ?”

"Oh, Mr. Doji, I just saw a beautiful little girl and wasted some time." The boy grinned innocently, showing his cute little canine teeth. The appearance of the sunny boy and the atmosphere full of blood in the room She seemed out of place, and in the eyes of Toshisan Hijikata, the young girl who was still quietly kneeling on the ground was also so obvious.

His eyes dimmed slightly. When the young man looked down at the girl with blood stains on his face, Kuna raised his eyes unexpectedly, and the bright eyes carrying all kinds of morning stars hit his eyes straight like this. The corner of his mouth was small. The pear dimples flashed, reminding Tukata of a cat playing alone in the woods, so cute and cute.

Maybe it was because he stared at the girl for too long, so long that Okita Souji, who was standing next to him, noticed something was wrong with him. He looked back at Kuna who had stood up and was about to leave with small steps, and he stretched out his hand to hold her. Her sleeve stopped Kuna's footsteps.

"Since your guest is dead, why don't you go drink with us." Okita Souji didn't intend to ask at all, he held Kuna's slender and fragile wrist with a big hand, and walked out of the room directly bypassing Hijikata Toshizo.

The 1.8-meter boy didn't realize that his walking speed was a bit fast for a girl who was less than 1.6 meters. Kuna trotted to catch up, and finally got tired of chasing, so he directly put the clogs that were in the way under his feet With a flick, the little feet in white socks stepped on the smooth wooden board, and it was much more comfortable.

The sound of throwing shoes finally put the boy's thoughts on Kuna, who was behind him by the wrist, and lowered his gaze slightly. The girl still looked calm, without even frowning.

As he slowed down, Souji Okita's restraint relaxed a lot.

He walked to a door and stopped. This room is not very far from the one just now, but the layout inside is similar. There are a few small glazed porcelain cups on the low table in the center, sitting around the low table. The two men who were lying down or lying down still had knives on their waists, drinking wine one mouthful at a time.

"Boss," the lazily half-lying short-haired man took a sip of his wine, his chest was open to reveal his fair skin, and he squinted at the young man who walked in with the light behind his back, "Mr. Did you find me?"

Another relatively older man, Isamu Kondo, laughed out loud after he finished speaking, "The chief executive was dragged around after a while, and there is a little girl he has his eyes on."

Kuna who was walking behind curiously stretched out her head and looked at the speaker, but unexpectedly, Isamu Kondo's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes stared at the boss, and he was silent for two seconds before speaking again, "I haven't seen it before... "Harada Zuanosuke also looked over curiously. The girl's palm-sized face was indeed too delicate. He was startled and the wine glass in his hand was suspended in the air for a long time before he brought it to his mouth and drank it.

The tea girl who was kneeling at the side leaned into Isamu Kondo's ear and whispered, "Sakura...brought it back." But I heard that she was tricked into coming here, and she never made any noise, she was as quiet as a doll.

Isamu Kondo and his group come here for drinks occasionally a few times a month, and they are almost familiar with the beautiful tea girls, but it is the first time they are so beautiful and so young that they are so young.

Souji Okita took the girl's hand and sat in his original position. His intimate disciple Isamu Kondo put his arms around Kuna's waist, filled his glass with clear wine, talked with Isamu Kondo with clear eyes, and gestured with his right hand , like a child tugging on an adult's sleeve with a sense of waiting for praise, "It's all fatal with a single blow."

Zuanosuke was still lying down and sipping his wine. When Souji Okita told the story of the murder like a family chatter, he subconsciously glanced at Kuna who was held in his arms. Withdrew his gaze.

On the contrary, Isamu Kondo smiled uncomfortably. If there were no girls who looked less than 15 years old, he would not mind praising him.

As he spoke, the door opened from the outside, and a handsome handsome man walked in, nodded at Kondo Yuma in a subtle way, and sat down opposite Mr. Okita.

The white deer wine bottle is some distance away from Hijikata Toshizo, and it's right by Kuna's hand.Being held in Souji Okita's arms had no effect on her handing over the wine bottle.It was an ordinary action, but the boy behind Kuna pulled her into his arms suddenly after she handed over the wine bottle, and suddenly lowered his head and said ambiguously, "I like Mr. Hijikata more?"

He lowered his head, the people around couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly, but Jiu Nai could see clearly, the corners of his eyes narrowed, there was an indescribable danger.

Isamu Kondo has a certain degree of compassion for the little girl. They are used to killing people, and they naturally carry the tough aura that ordinary people fear. He saw Kuna staring blankly for a long time and thought he was frightened. We should go back."

Okita Souji was very obedient to Isamu Kondo's words, relaxed the strength of his arms, stood up as soon as he opened his arms, grinned and showed his small white teeth, "Okay, Mr. Kondo."

Sakurako was dead, and when he was guarding the door to prevent Mr. Okita from entering, his throat was slashed, and he couldn't even call for help.In order not to be dragged down by the ronin who was killed in the house, the owner dared not even ask for any compensation for Yingzi's death.Kuna was dragged into the room by the devil of the Shinsengumi, and the owner did not dare to let her go out to drink with the guests, for fear of offending the Shinsengumi.

Okita Souji came alone a few times, and each time he took Kuna to drink, talking about which street corner he killed a few ronin, how high the blood was splattered, and how many clothes were dirty.

The more he wants to see Kuna lose his composure, the more he wants to.

He was drinking with a muffled voice, and he didn't know whether he was drunk or accidentally said, "Compared to me, Mr. Kondo likes Mr. Hijikata..."

The bored Souji Okita was in a bad mood, so he drank a little too much, and he hugged the well-behaved Kuna who was not clear about it, put his head on top of her head, and pressed down in a ruthless manner, "Kuna I also like age more..."

He can feel the unique softness of the girl that Mr. Kondo said through the thin fabric in summer. He can hold the beautiful girl in his arms with one hand. He can smell the girl's unique fragrance that does not belong to powder. You can also feel the gradual changes in your lower abdomen.

He was 17 years old, but no one taught him some physiological knowledge in the men's den.In fact, the adult members of the Shinsengumi still think that he still belongs to the nature of a child, and has not yet reached that point.When I was young, I practiced sword skills every day, and when I was a little older, I started to join the Shinsengumi and sway my endless energy.

The boy didn't know why his body suddenly felt wrong, his fair face slowly turned red, he only knew that he was uncomfortable, but holding the weak and boneless girl in his arms would make him feel better, but the awkward thing was that he seemed to feel even more uncomfortable up.