Saitoichi stared bitterly at this ordinary restaurant. It was of course impossible to rush in and seize him. But if he went back to report in despair, not only would the rules of the game be unacceptable, but Saitoichi himself would never allow such cowardice.
"Captain, rush in and catch the executioner. Although he is suspected to be a disciple of the Sword Master, the Sword Master has been dead for many years..."
"The Sword Master is inside." Saito pointed to the shop with a solemn expression, "The middle-aged boss who often coughs is him, and he can't be wrong! Director Kondo and Deputy Hijikata both know about this.
Captain Okita even had a fight with the Sword Master, but...he failed miserably!"
If it weren't for the fact that Saito Kazuo is a strict and prestigious person and never jokes, everyone would have thought that these words were because he did not want to face that cruel opponent again. Due to the influence of Serizawa Duck, many people from the Shinsengumi visited
This restaurant, but they couldn't believe that the sick boss inside was the sword master who killed both gods and ghosts!
"Sword, Juggernaut... Juggernaut has served me food?" "Taro, have I ever been disrespectful to the shop owner?" "No, but you once teased the proprietress when you were drunk." "What, what should I do...
Ah! Don’t think that I don’t know, you have done this kind of thing too!” “Humph, idiot, if Lord Sword Master cared, you would have died so many times!”…
"Okay! This matter must not be spread outside!" Saito glanced at the whispering crowd and threatened coldly: "Remember, if I find out who dares to reveal this matter in private, I, Saito, will do it myself.
Kill it!"
"Captain Saito, let's withdraw..." A team member whispered: "If we rush in, we will die." His words represent the aspirations of almost everyone. It is impossible to fight. After all, being brave and risking death are two different things.
"Let me go." Suzuki Zaemon stood out from the crowd, "I had an encounter with the Sword Master once, and I will never forget this old friend of mine, and..." He said suicidally: "Sword Master
Lord Saint is not as cruel and easy to kill as you think."
The members of the Shinsengumi couldn't help but rolled their eyes, thinking that it's useless for you to tell us this. You have to go to Edo and talk to the big shots in the shogunate to see if they agree with you...
"A one-time relationship?" Saito looked at Suzuki in surprise. He had always been considered to be one of the many "connected people" in the Shinsengumi, but he didn't expect that he would have such an experience.
"Well, when I pretended to be a sword master and blocked the road to rob a caravan, I was caught by the sword master disguised as a ronin. Not only was I not killed, but I was given a lot of supplies and food by the sword master, and I saved many women and children." Suzuki was a little proud.
He said it not only for himself, but also to rectify the name of his idol.
"Suzuki-san, now is not the time to brag. This matter is related to the safety of the Shinsengumi and even Kyoto!" Saito instinctively felt that the person in front of him was lying. In order to seek superiority, these ronin from all over Japan would do anything.
It can be concluded that if it were not for the strict laws within the bureau and the deterrent force of the high-level officials, the damage to Kyoto would probably be no less than that of the overthrown rebels.
"Captain Saito, please believe me once. If I offend the Sword Master, I am willing to commit seppuku on the spot." Suzuki solemnly saluted Saito.
This is no longer a matter of seppuku... Saito sighed secretly, thought for a moment, and said: "Suzuki-san, with your understanding of the sword master, would you mind if you visit with me?"
In any case, I am also the person directly responsible for this matter. How can I let my subordinates bear all the risks? Besides, it is too childish for an ordinary team member to go and inquire. Judging from Okita's experience, I think if I am polite and respectful,
Someone like the Sword Master shouldn't cause trouble for him...
Kenshin was tightly wrapped up and lying on the couch, sleeping. An ordinary doctor would be helpless with his injuries. Traumatic injuries such as fractures were relatively easy, but troublesome things like internal organ damage were hard to come by.
But the wonder of fate in the world lies in this. Kenshin learned Kazuyo Kuyama's moves, and Kazuyo Kuyama saved Kenshin. Only Kazuyo Kuyama understands the damage this sword technique can do to the body best, and only he knows how to cure it.
This kind of injury leaves no sequelae to the body.
Kazuyo Sorayama cleaned his hands and said to the two worried girls: "It's okay. Let this boy recover here. We can have one more worker in the store. Wuzi, clean up the utility room on the first floor and leave it to this boy."
."
"Husband, why don't we just let Kenshin stay upstairs? We can move downstairs. He..." "It's difficult for him to move his legs and feet. Going up and down the stairs will make his condition worse. I'm concerned about this kid. Don't talk anymore. That's it.
."
Sanai rolled his eyes, when did you, Mr. Sorayama, become so considerate? It’s not that he disliked Kenshin for disturbing him, but Sanai didn’t try to persuade him. What Sorayama Kazuha said was not unreasonable. In short, he made the arrangements for Kenshin more comfortable.
That's all. In her heart, Kenshin is still the child who needs to be protected, not the executioner who everyone becomes jealous of.
"My Excellency, Saitoichi/Suzukizaemon, I have taken the liberty of visiting you late at night. I apologize for any intrusion."
Downstairs, Saito Kazuo's clear and respectful voice came. He did not give the Shinsengumi's name, but visited in a private name, just to avoid causing unnecessary misunderstandings to Kazuyo Sorayama.
Kazuyo Sorayama frowned, and was about to tell the two of them to get out, but was stopped by Sanai gently, comforting him: "Husband, they must be here for Kenshin. Although they don't dare to break in because of your reputation,
But there must be an explanation after all.”
"Hmm... It's okay to let them meet this stupid boy. I also have something to convey to them."
Saito Ichi and Suzuki Zaemon took off their shoes at the entrance and followed Kiriko upstairs. When they entered the room, they saw Kenshin covered in bandages. The first thought that appeared in Saito's mind was: So that's what happened.
A move cannot be used at will! It must be, how could a mortal easily wield such a sword that does not belong to this world!
Different from Saito Kazuo's calmness, Suzuki Zaemon fell down in front of Sorayama Kazuha and said with some choking: "Master Sword Master, do you...remember me? Ten years ago, in Mount Kai, I was not there.
I pretended to be you based on my own ability.”
Hearing this, Kazuyo Sorayama looked at the middle-aged samurai with gray hair in surprise, "Oh! It's you. I didn't expect that you are still alive after so many years."
It has been ten years, and this familiar old face can't help but make him immersed in memories. Speaking of which, if it weren't for the guy in front of him, he might not have exposed his identity and had already sneaked into the Choshu clan to live in seclusion. In this way, it would be impossible to meet him in the mountains.
When I arrived at Kiriko and her daughter, I met Hiko, maybe I am still alone in some unknown small village practicing swordsmanship for fun.
The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment, and no one dared to interrupt Kazuyo Sorayama's thoughts. Seeing this, Sanai could only do her duty as a lady, and asked softly: "You two are members of the Shinsengumi, right? This trip is for
Him?" Sanai pointed at Kenshin, who was still unconscious, but she intentionally did not reveal Kenshin's name.
"Ah... um... Hi! Yes, madam, this person is actually the executioner who caused a bloody storm in Kyoto recently. How about Master Sword Master and him, are they master and disciple?" Suzuki asked tremblingly.
Kazuyo Sorayama woke up from his memories and said casually: "Suzuki?" "Hi, Master Sword Master, please give me your instructions."
"This kid is not my disciple, but he is an old friend. After you go back and tell Kondo Isamu or Matsudaira Yōho, as long as he is in the store for a day, you'd better not disturb him. Well, let's just say it was me, Sorayama Kazuha.
"
"Um...Okay, I will convey this to you next time, Master Sword Master, I heard that your disciple Katsura Kogoro has also come to Kyoto recently and has been very active..."
Kogoro is also in Kyoto? We haven’t seen him for ten years. It seems that this guy is still continuing his rebellion!
Kazuyo Sorayama waved his hand and interrupted: "I have no intention of getting involved in these mundane things, and you don't have to worry about me getting involved. If I wanted to overthrow the shogunate, I wouldn't be able to open a shop and live a normal life these years. In addition, if Kogoro
If he dies in your hands, it means he is not good at his studies. I won't trouble you when I am in a good mood, and the same goes for this kid."
What should I do if I catch up with you and I'm in a bad mood? Suzuki muttered in his heart, but he saluted respectfully: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely convey your meaning."
"That Suzuki, I remember that you hated the brutality of the shogunate so much that you even gave up your identity as a samurai and became a bandit. Why are you willing to work for the shogunate now?" Hearing Kazuyo Sorayama's question, Suzuki Zaemon laughed miserably, "Been
Kill them all, my family and friends." "By whom?"
Suzuki suppressed his grief and slowly recalled: "I happened to go down the mountain to buy food that day. When I returned to the village, I found that everyone had been killed, whether they were women or children...more than a hundred people...they were
Beasts! After searching all the way, I finally found out that they were a group of rogues who lived by robbery. I chased them alone and suffered serious injuries. When I recovered from my injuries and found their traces again, I found that these beasts had joined them.
He joined a team led by the Tosa clan to overthrow the clan, and became a respected figure in the fall of the clan!" Suzuki gritted his teeth and said the last four words. He couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears on the spot.
In troubled times, almost every ronin who can live to middle age has an unspeakable painful experience. For so many years, he has carried all kinds of misery alone and never told anyone. It was only today that he completely vented it, so that he was completely unable to express it.
Keep your emotions under control.
"Is that so..." Sorayama Kazuyo patted Suzuki's shoulder gently, "You and I are destined to be together. When you come to our restaurant from now on, you will always be given a delicious side dish to go with your drink. Live well. There are no more people I know in this world."
If there are too many, if one dies, one will be missing."
Saito Ichi did not speak from the beginning to the end, but just lowered his head quietly to listen. His impression of Sorayama Kazuyo also changed greatly. If he didn't know what he had done in the past, how could the person in front of him be a "killer" or "Shura"? Although the former
He may sound domineering in a few words, but he is also a gentle and reasonable person at heart!
After the two of them respectfully bid farewell, Sorayama Kazuha turned to Kenshin and said calmly: "Boy, don't resist if it hurts, and don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up. A fool will be a fool, and he won't become smarter when he grows up."