The morning light drove away the moonlight, and the sky slowly began to lighten up. The three of them actually stood like this all night.
Chiba Sana had already fallen asleep on the chest of her beloved, and was actually having a light sleep; Kiriko was as motionless as a stone. If it weren't for the blood dripping on her palms from clenching her fists, no one would be able to see this girl.
any emotion.
Sorayama Kazuha thought a lot that night. He was good at taking the initiative to attack, but he always passively defended women, but he could never prevent the sharp offensive of the other party. What should I do? Leave without saying goodbye again? No! The story Zona told yesterday
This is no joke. If she ran away directly, she would really destroy her appearance and become a nun.
Marry her? He has stayed in this world for nearly four years, and he may never be able to leave in his lifetime. At first, he was worried that he would suddenly disappear and let her down. The shogunate can't do anything to him now. There are indeed conditions.
Let the woman in my arms get what she wants. After all, I don't have any feelings for her, but every time I think of my wife and Mitsuko, I always feel that I can't get over the hesitation in my heart.
He wanted to raise his hand to stroke the hair of the woman in his arms, but he stretched it out halfway and then silently took it back. He sensed that Chiba Sana had woken up. He looked at Wuzi who had not slept as well as him. Alas, this is another person who is uncomfortable.
The girl who has a headache, fortunately she is still young, so she can live with it for a day...
Bigu's loud voice saved the silent and awkward atmosphere between the three of them, "Breakfast! I'm hungry, where is Kiriko?" He walked closer and saw this situation and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead, "You are also half the master, Kongshan,
How can you be so neglectful of this young lady? Let's go and clean up a room for her to rest in. Alas, I don't know how long it has been since anyone lived there. The mat needs to be properly dried. Hey, don't stand there, let's go quickly!"
My legs are numb.”…
Kiroko was almost pinched under Higu's arm and left. Even if the girl tried her best to kick her limbs, she could not compete with Higu Seijuro's magical power. "Children, don't mind the affairs of the adult world. Go ahead and make breakfast.
After all, even if you want to grow up quickly, you have to eat more..." As Higu's voice gradually faded away, Chiba Sana, who was satisfied but still slightly regretful, looked up at the face of his beloved and said softly: "
Kongshan-kun, even if you still don’t want to marry me, please don’t drive me away or leave without saying goodbye like last time, okay?” “Why are you going through the trouble...” “Okay, okay, didn’t that uncle just say that?
Well, please quickly find me a room, and ask Sorayama-kun to take care of you in the future." "That's not an uncle, his name is Hiko Seijuro, and he's a few years younger than me..."
"Don't worry about these boring things, let's go." Without allowing Sorayama Kazuyo to speak, Chiba Sanai took his hand and walked towards the mountain. Sanai, who had regained his girlish nature, was no longer as melancholy as before, and his whole person was like a morning girl.
The birds are as cheerful as any.
Although Kazuyo Sorayama still has not promised to marry her, compared to her ruthlessness in the Edo period, Kazuyo Sorayama has completely given up now. Sanai knows that this proud man has been broken by her inner defenses, and he has not yet.
He must have other concerns when making up his mind, such as his former wife, children, and women. As for the little girl in black who looks very stubborn? She should be a disciple or something, maybe because she has been with this man for a long time.
She developed a strong attachment, just like she was very attached to her father at that age. She did not regard this thin girl as a competition at all.
Everything seems to be on track.
Sanai happily tidied up the house. There were many vacant wooden houses in the Hiten-Uken-ryu, but only the few that were usually occupied by people were intact. The others were either crumbling by the mountain wind or the sea breeze, or were extremely humid, or even worse.
Xuanbukan's woodshed and stables, but for the young girl at this time, even if it were to be exchanged for the general's castle tower, she would never agree!
Wuzi was cooking lunch blankly, with an indescribable melancholy showing on her usually expressionless face. Chiba Sana's arrival had an impact on her no less than the moment she watched her mother die in the ruined temple.
Her intuition told her that if she allowed the situation to develop, she would lose her last relative in the world, or, even, maybe her lover...
The dancing flames and the beating heart made the girl's cheeks turn red. Wuzi instantly got rid of this unrealistic fantasy and began to think about the current extremely unfavorable situation for her. There was no good solution after thinking about it.
.Why not kill her secretly? Although the woman seems to have strong skills, she was once a ninja! Even if she has been practicing swordsmanship for so many years, it does not mean that she will forget the inheritance of Fuma. If she prepares in advance,
There are a hundred ways to kill her... No! Even if Kazuyo Sorayama doesn't kill herself to avenge her, I probably won't be able to get his forgiveness in this life. What should I do?
I really want to grow up quickly and become what you like most... Kongshan... Jun...
Sorayama Kazuyo just wanted to get drunk now. He carried the wine bottle to the waterfall where Master and disciple Higu were practicing, and couldn't help but said: "Trouble, what should I do? After all... Oh, I shouldn't have let it go at that time.
It belongs to the boss of Aoi House."
Hiko Seijuro gave some instructions to Kenshin, then came to Kazuyo Sorayama and asked curiously: "Why don't you accompany such a beautiful woman? You usually look impatient when I ask you to give Kenshin a few words of advice.
, why did you come here on your own initiative now?"
"I really envy you, Bigu."
"Um?"
"Sometimes it's a blessing that no woman likes you."
"Hahaha." Higu Seijuro didn't take it seriously at all, but laughed and said: "Yes! It's better than some people showing mercy everywhere and being unable to hide even if they run to the mountains."
Kazuo Sorayama said nothing, leaning against a big tree and looking up at the sky. Even though he reluctantly agreed to stay with Chiba Sana, he still couldn't let go.
"It would be very interesting for the murderous Sword Master to be seen looking so weak." Bigu took the wine bottle from his friend's hand and took a big sip, "Why, last night you...
Were you insulted by that beautiful lady? So much so that you can’t even think about it?”
Sora Yiye rolled his eyes at him speechlessly.
Higu asked with some confusion: "Korayama, you wouldn't just stand like this all night, would you? A guy who doesn't understand the charm..." "You don't understand." Sorayama sighed with empty eyes.
Seeing that his friend was still half-dead, Bigu suddenly became serious. The swordsman is allowed to defeat, die, and go crazy, but he cannot let himself down! Once his will is depressed, even his peerless cultivation will not be able to perform as well as possible.
"Kazuyo Sorayama, what is a woman in your eyes? What is a sword in your eyes?" Looking at his friend's serious look, Kazuyo Sorayama also put away his depression, and his brain instantly started thinking: Woman?
Whether it's his wife Maki or his lover Mitsuko, it seems that every time he accepts a woman, his swordsmanship has been greatly improved? It's really strange! Especially in terms of state of mind, for the first time, he has restored himself to a living person.
Instead of being a ghost with only swords in mind, his swordsmanship was initially perfected; the second time, he completely turned into a rough guy who drank all day, looked unkempt, and didn't care about peeing in the wind. Through this thoroughness
His randomness freed him from the influence of killing on his heart.
And Jian... When he was most passionate about Mitsuko, Kawada once asked himself: Which one would he choose, Jian or Mitsuko?
I remember that I answered Jian without any hesitation at that time!
I originally thought it was a long-standing habit, but this is actually my purest original intention! No matter how much I love a woman, there is no way to replace the importance of the sword to me. As expected, I am really a ruthless person...
…
What about Zonai? Will she have any adverse effects on his sword? Definitely not!
Although this idea of calculating gains and losses is too utilitarian, it is an almost instinctive analysis by Kazuyo Sorayama who is completely calm.
He suddenly figured it out. Accepting Zonai would not have any impact on his sword. Rejecting him again would not only cause flaws in his mind, but also destroy a woman who could have been happy.
After thinking about everything, Kazuyo Sorayama jumped up, and the sharp sword intent made the cold mountain wind pause for a moment. He looked at his friend with a smile on his face again, and Kazuyo Sorayama was secretly grateful in his heart.
"You are really suitable to be a teacher, Bigu, thank you very much."
Hidani Seijuro shrugged proudly, "I am the 13th generation leader of the Hiten Mitsurugi style. You have many abilities that you don't know about me!"
Kazuyo Sorayama turned around and waved his hand, and his voice came from far away: "Higu, I will remember your favor this time. Don't worry, one day I meet the right woman, I will definitely bring her here. I will end you as soon as possible.
The tragic life of a boy, let’s see if your invincible flying sword-style can deal with the mystery of such a woman! Remember, this is Sorayama Kazuyo’s promise, hahaha!”
"Hey! Don't go too far. You should take care of your own woman first!" The voices of the two people continued to echo in the valley.
"Are women more powerful than the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu, master?" Kenshin had such doubts in his young mind and couldn't help but blurt out.
"Silly boy", Hiko Seijuro returned to his serious look, "When you can't kill a woman with a sword, even a sword god can only be restrained in a sheath! Such a war, according to the law
As far as I know, a man has never won... Hey, don't stop being lazy, practice Double Dragon Flash three hundred times!"