"Senior Sorayama, reformers are not like this!" This was the first thing Kenshin said when he woke up. He struggled to get up. Kiriko who was guarding Kenshin's side bent his index finger and hit him on the head.
"Lie down!"
Only in front of Kenshin can she enjoy the feeling of doing whatever she wants after ten years. Well, it's really good.
Kazuyo Sorayama returned to the low table and took a sip of the wine, ignoring Kenshin's words. In fact, he had seen much more clearly than Kenshin what a true reformer was like over the years, "Boy, you are working so hard to kill people like this."
, does your master know better than Gu?"
Jian Xin was speechless. Chen Mo shook his head after a moment and said: "Master does not agree with me going down the mountain, but maybe he doesn't want me to get involved in the chaos and killing..."
"Back then, your master killed no fewer people than you, but the difference is that he killed for the morality in his heart and for salvation, but you idiot is just a killing tool. I have to say that my disciple Katsura Kogoro's swordsmanship is
It's just average, but you, me, and Hiko combined are no match for your ability to confuse people's minds." Kazuyo Sorayama sighed.
"Korayama-senpai! How can you say that to Mr. Katsura?" Kenshin asked in disbelief.
Seeing Kenshin's appearance, Sorayama Kazuha had lost interest in continuing the conversation. He originally wanted to inquire about Hiko's current situation and once again asked a question: "Let me ask you, Himura Kenshin, if for the sake of what you think
For justice, people, and reform, one day you have to kill Bigu, what choice will you make?"
"Husband! Kenshin is still young! Besides, your question is basically..." Sanai exclaimed. Before she could finish speaking, Sorayama Kazuha decisively interrupted: "Let him answer it himself!"
Just like his swordsmanship, Sorayama Ichiyo's questions go straight to his heart, making him unable to defend or dodge.
Kenshin has never considered this kind of problem that is impossible to appear in reality. With the personality of his master, it is not impossible to stay in the mountains all his life. How can it conflict with the Restoration? But if it is really like Sorayama-senpai
That being said, what would you choose?
One is an ideal that must be realized even if everything is sacrificed, and the other is a person who has given everything to himself...
"Impossible, this kind of thing will never happen..." Kenshin murmured, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes. Perhaps even he didn't realize that not answering was also an option.
"Haha, okay, I already know your choice. Get out of here as soon as you recover from your injuries! It's best not to let me see you in the future. Although I promised Zanai not to kill anyone again, why should I take back the martial arts he taught you for Higu?
There won’t be any guilt.” Kazuyo Sorayama shouted coldly.
The cold and hard lines that had been gradually smoothed out by ten years of leisurely life appeared on his face again, and a vague murderous aura filled the air, making Kenshin wrapped in the quilt couldn't help but shiver. This was no longer so disturbing.
The surface of fear is murderous intent, but the endless cold that can freeze other people's consciousness.
Kenshin didn't realize until now that the man in front of him was the greatest executioner in the world. Compared with him, the killings he had done this year were like child's play!
"Husband, what's wrong with you today?" Sanai scolded, and without waiting for Sorayama Kazuyo's reply, he stood up and sat next to Kenshin and said warmly: "You are still a child, you don't have to think about this..."
"No! Sister Sanai, I have grown up!" Kenshin is still the same Kenshin. Although he looks weak, his strong will has already tempered the sword in his heart to be extremely tough. He ignored the severe pain in his body and withstood Sorayama Kazuichi.
Ye struggled to get up with murderous intent, his voice was a bit hostile, but his eyes were firm and he said: "Senior Kongshan, if it really comes to a time when I have to make a choice, I will kill the master."
"Kenshin, you..." Sanai's hand that wanted to stroke Kenshin's hair couldn't help but shrink back. The young man in front of her felt very strange to her.
"Let him say it!"
Kenshin's voice became louder: "I will not commit suicide to apologize. I will live with Master's will. I will open my eyes and watch whether the new Japan will really become a world where everyone is equal and happy.
, if it still looks like this hell, I will swing my sword again until the troubled times end!"
Because the movements were too big, blood stains on Kenshin's body seeped out through the bandages, which was very convincing evidence of his decision.
No matter how unhappy Kuyama Kazuha is when he sees Kenshin at this moment, he has to admit that it is impossible for some people to change their will by threats, especially those who are in the rebellious stage, have certain extraordinary skills, and think that they are no better than others in the world.
Such a young man.
Sure enough, in the face of this situation, no matter how high your swordsmanship is, it will have no effect!
Kazuyo Sorayama sighed in his heart and said coldly: "If I were you, I would not hesitate to kill the person who asked me to do this! Boy, the person you cherish is the last piece of pure land in your heart, treat this piece of pure land
Being buried by your own hands, everyone will perish. The world created by a madman will inevitably end in madness. Although I am not your master, you have learned my swordsmanship after all, and I don’t want anyone to use my swordsmanship.
Working for a lunatic, remember, I am not Bigu, I am a leaf in the empty mountain."
Kenshin was silent for a long time. Neither Hiko nor Katsura Kogoro had ever said these words to him. The former did not want the simple Kenshin to think about these too cruel problems, while the latter wanted to pursue his ideals at all costs. This kind of problem
Not a problem at all.
Before Kenshin was carried downstairs by Kiriko, he looked at Kazuyo Sorayama and finally asked: "Senior Sorayama, can killing people really create a new world? Can the Restoration really save people from suffering?"
"Are the people you killed higher in status than the people I killed? Were they more numerous than me?" Kazuyo Sorayama curled his lips, "Whether it is Kogoro or you, one day you will discover that people like you are just so-called
It’s just a trial and error tool for the Restoration.”
Seeing the melancholy, doubtful and depressed Kenshin disappear from sight, Sanai couldn't help but ask: "Husband, why are you so excited today? Katsura Kogoro is not a careerist, and Kenshin is not a real executioner.
It seems to me that Kenshin is still the spotless child!"
"No matter how pure your heart is, darkness will breed if you are soaked in blood for a long time!" Kazuyo Sorayama said decisively.
Then he felt a little sad, "This boy has the swordsmanship of both me and Bi Gu. As time goes by, no one in the world can beat him except me. It's not that his martial arts surpasses Bi Gu, but because of Bi Gu's temperament and temperament."
With their bastard rules of the Feiten Sword Style, Bigu will definitely use his body to feed the sword to achieve that kid. In this way, once there is no restraint in his heart, the destruction he will cause will definitely send himself and countless others to hell.
Never be reincarnated!"
Sana shook her head. She didn't know whether it was against Kazuyo Sorayama's words or because she didn't dare to imagine that such a thing would happen. She got up to clean up the room and planned to go downstairs to settle down Kenshin who was traumatized both physically and mentally. Suddenly she found the corner next to Kazuyo Sorayama.
There was a book missing.
Zona picked it up and looked at it carefully. There was a line of English written on the cover that she didn't recognize: "a treatise human nature" [A Theory of Human Nature].
The fine letters made her slightly dizzy, "This, is this Lanwen?" "English, it seems that a guy who came to the shop for a drink a few days ago left it behind, and I used it to kill time."
"Husband, you actually know these things?" "If you are interested, I can teach you. It is much easier than swordsmanship."
Zonai looked at her lover with admiration and found that even though ten years had passed, she still hadn't seen through how many secrets the man in front of her was hiding. She flipped through the incomprehensible words and said happily: "Okay, husband. This is what this book says."
What is it? Does it look good?”
"Oh, a book where a guy pretending to be crazy teaches a fool how to become a real lunatic." Sorayama Kazuyo spread his arms and stretched, lying sideways on the tatami, squinting his eyes and looking at the full moon outside the house, and whispered to himself