"Husband, I only have this bowl every day." Sanai gently patted Sorayama Kazuyo's back, brought a bowl of thick black soup and handed it to Sorayama Kazuyo, as if coaxing a child, he persuaded: "Drink it.
This bowl allows your husband to drink a bottle of sake. It was just taken out from the well. It is ice cold. I see that Kirizi is sneaky. If you don't hurry up, she might drink it secretly."
Looking at his gentle wife, Kazuyo Sorayama twitched the corner of his mouth, and helplessly took the big bowl and drank it all in one gulp, "I told you, it's okay..." Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but coughed softly again. Sanai
I wiped the medicine stains from the corner of my lover's mouth and glared at him angrily, meaning: How dare you say it's okay when you're already like this, don't make excuses to avoid taking medicine.
Kazuyo Sorayama enjoyed the meticulous service, but he was really helpless in his heart. With his control over his body, how could he not understand his situation? Although he was seriously injured at the beginning, after so many years of careful conditioning, and having never been with anyone
If you start consuming it, your body will be almost healed.
Although he couldn't help but cough, he knew that it was just because of too much damage to the capillaries in his lungs. If he wanted to make the condition perfect, he could only rely on his body's recovery power to slowly grind it down, and medicine would not be of much use at all. But this truth
Obviously it doesn't make sense with Sanai, because he has tried countless times...
Sanai leaned into her lover's arms softly and let Sorayama Kazuha hug her. She said a little naughtily: "Husband's body no longer belongs to you alone. As a wife, you should have half of mine."
"Well... Madam is right, the first half belongs to you, but at last the other half is up to me..." Kazuyo Sorayama whispered softly in Sanai's ear.
"Husband..." Sanai said, her body very soft. Although they are already an old couple, the more ruthless and ruthless people say flirting words, the more precious they are, and the more they cannot let the opposite sex extricate themselves. Just two people.
As he got closer and closer, a slightly cold voice ruined the atmosphere.
"There's a killing outside." Wuzi rudely got into the other side of the empty mountain. Although she respected Dr. Sanai's status and usually obeyed orders, she had always refused to give in on this kind of matter.
Every bit.
"I won't kill him someday!" Sanai sighed, "Oh, I thought Kyoto should be the safest place in Japan."
"The Shinsengumi gang have been around recently. Husband, why don't you..." Kiriko said eagerly. Only when she talked about this kind of thing did she return to her original cheetah-like temperament. This is
An instinct that cannot be erased by a stable life.
"No!" He struggled to get up from Kazuyo Sorayama's arms and said sternly to Kiriko: "With my husband's reputation, it is impossible for the Shinsengumi to remain unmoved, but they are only performing their official duties. As long as they do not take the initiative to attack, they are not allowed to do so.
If we attack them, we have killed enough people."
"It's over." Sorayama Kazuyo gently patted Sanai's back and said calmly. In the silent night, such a fierce fight within a radius of a hundred meters would never escape his perception. He directed at Kiriko
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Bring the wine."
"Oh, husband, you always spoil her like this. Although it is common sense to pamper a young concubine, but..." Zonai couldn't help complaining softly.
Wuzi secretly stuck out her tongue, got up obediently and went downstairs. There were two small plates of exquisite side dishes on the red lacquer tray, and even an extra bottle of sake chilled with well water was placed on it. It's not for nothing that the concubine is favored.
"It seems like they are fighting again, Sorayama..." At this time, it was the time when the Shinsengumi and Kenshin's group were fighting fiercely. Kiriko couldn't help but tugged on Sorayama Kazuyo's sleeves and shook her. She couldn't help but feel the pain in her heart.
I'm curious and want to go out and get some fresh air.
"Go ahead, remember, don't do anything." Sorayama Kazuyo waved his hand to stop Sanai from scolding him, and said gently: "Let her go and see if everything is alright. If there are some unsighted guys sneaking around, you can also warn them.
Come on. Zonai, come have a drink with me."
While Sorayama Kazuha was dragging Sana, Kiriko disappeared in the blink of an eye, but when he came back, he appeared in front of them with an unconscious man covered in blood. Before Sana could have a seizure, he said excitedly: "Guess
Guess who this is."
Kazuyo Sorayama put down his wine glass and stood up and walked closer. He had vaguely come to a conclusion when he looked at a head of crimson hair. He grabbed Kenshin's hair unceremoniously, raised his drooping head and looked at it carefully, blurting out: "Oh? This
Isn't it Higu's stupid apprentice? If it hadn't been for this brat dragging me down, Zonai wouldn't have been robbed, and I wouldn't have been seriously injured for so many years."
"Yes, I recognized this little guy at a glance. I brought him back when he was still alive. It seems that he is being chased by the Shinsengumi..."
"You guys, hurry up and save people!" Sana reluctantly interrupted the conversation between the two. Although she didn't want her peaceful life to be broken, Kenshin was not someone else after all. She never gave up in such a dangerous situation in Edo.
Kenshin's plan, she has a good impression of Kenshin, a young man who is still spotless in troubled times.
"He has grown into an outstanding man..." Looking at Kenshin's pale and handsome face, Sanai couldn't help but reveal a hint of worry: "Husband, he looks seriously injured."
"Hmph, he can't die, but he's close. I warned him not to teach my tricks to this stupid boy, Bigu, but this boy's body can't bear it! His left ankle is broken, and the muscles in his left and right legs are torn.
The organs were cracked and damaged to varying degrees... I can't even think of doing anything to anyone until 3 months later, even if it's cured..."
"Could it be that there are any sequelae?" Zonai asked nervously.
"There is a limit to the division of human cells!" Kazuyo Sorayama whispered something that puzzled Sana and Kiriko, but the next sentence couldn't help but shocked the two girls: "It will shorten your lifespan..."
"Husband, you can't..." Kazuyo Sorayama understood what Sanai meant, "Of course I'm fine. After all, I created this move. But this kid can't do it. He's not the monster like Higu. He didn't get all his body on the spot when he launched this move.
Death from a burst blood vessel is already considered an extremely gifted person."
After all, not everyone can have the same experience of breaking through space as many times as himself, even if it is passive. Compared with the unknown existence that can project himself to one world after another, what are these little efforts of his own?
"Forget it, for Higu's sake, let's treat this guy's injuries first. We can't just watch him die. Kiriko, bring me my medical kit." Sorayama Kazuha, who has been sick for a long time, treated him
Kenshin was already familiar with "minor injuries" like this. He didn't even need to buy special medicine. The injuries to his internal organs were exactly the same as his own.
Maybe if you give all the medicine to this silly boy, you won't have to endure the bowl of unpleasant medicine every day. It seems that this little guy is still somewhat useful...
Different from the relaxed atmosphere in the store, Saito Yi stared at the lights in the store with a complicated expression and hesitated. If he didn't handle it well, it would be a disaster for the Shinsengumi!