Chapter 262 Men and women outside the storm of the Ikedaya incident [3000 chapters]
Killing three members of the Shinsengumi in a row didn't make Kenshin feel any trouble. What made him more concerned was the wound on his cheek that never healed, and the beauty Yukiyoba who was always waiting by the side with a towel.
Outside the beauty, the dim light from the oil lamp that used to be lifeless actually made Kenshin feel strangely alluring. But the more it looked like this, the more depressed and uneasy he felt.
"Please wipe off the blood on your face first." The woman tapped her bare white feet on the floor, swayed her body and approached Kenshin. She held the towel in both hands and handed it to Kenshin where he could reach it most comfortably.
The young man subconsciously reached out and wiped the water stains on his face. There was an elegant smell of calamus flowers on the towel, mixed with the fragrance of white plums on the woman's body, which made him reluctant to put down the towel, so he had to cover it up.
Cover the wound and hold your breath slightly to prevent yourself from being immersed in the indescribable breath of comfort.
"Aren't you asleep yet?" Kenshin couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the woman with a low eyebrow.
"It's not good to sleep in separate rooms. I always can't sleep when I see you going out. I want to wait for you..." Xuedaba replied weakly.
"Leave me alone!" Kenshin blurted out, and the woman's words made him feel inexplicably flustered.
Wait until he comes back! This is one of the most lethal words a woman can say to a man, especially for a ronin like Kenshin who has never known what home is. After leaving his master, the only thing that can bring him comfort is the sword, his most reliable partner.
There is only a sword, and I sleep with the sword in my arms every night. Have I ever thought that there is a beautiful and gentle woman waiting for me every night?
Xuedaba ignored the young man's ferocious tone: "I don't know why, every time I see you going out, I always feel that when I close my eyes, I will dream of bloodshed, and then...I'm sorry." She did not continue, as if she was trying her best to endure something,
Wiping the side of Jian Xin's body, he walked upstairs.
The person has disappeared, but the rhythm of tapping his toes on the wooden ladder has never dissipated in Kenshin's mind for a long time...
In the early morning, Yukiyoba held a light blue scarf and opened the paper door of Kenshin's room. It was not yet bright, and when she saw the young man still sleeping in a sitting position with his sword in his arms leaning against the window, the woman's eyelids couldn't help but press down.
Under pressure, the original calm temperament gradually became a bit cold and harsh.
Kneeling in front of Kenshin, Yukiyoba looked at the boy carefully: under the crimson hair, he had a slightly childish face, and the line from cheekbones to chin looked unusually slender and soft. He was more handsome than ordinary girls, if not tight.
His tightly pursed lips made his whole face look a little grim. No one would have thought that such a person could be a murderous executioner.
"Still a child." The woman opened her lips slightly and muttered silently in her heart, draping the light blue scarf in Kenshin's open arms with gentle movements like a wife who cares most about her husband's health.
"Even a child can kill someone!" Seeing the scar on the boy's left cheek that was redder than his hair, Yukiyoba couldn't help but recall the past event that made her heartbroken, and the words she silently said in front of the Buddhist altar.
oath...but...he is really just a child...
Yukiyoba's hand slowly came closer to Kenshin's cheek. The moment he was about to touch it, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, but what was quicker than opening his eyes was his movement: he grabbed the opponent's hand close to his cheek with his right hand and leaned against it.
The sword on the left shoulder slid down with the shoulder-sinking movement. The left hand held the hilt of the sword with the backhand, and as the body jumped forward, he drew out the sharp blade and cut straight to the place where the breath came from.
When the boy finally opened his eyes and regained focus, the blade had already cut off several of the woman's hanging buns, and half an inch forward was her delicate neck!
Yukidaba did not have time to react, and could only watch helplessly as his body was about to be dismembered. At this moment, Kenshin forced his left hand to stop its inertia, and grabbed the woman's right hand and pushed it forward fiercely.
After pushing, the girl knocked down a large pile of books and fell on her back in embarrassment, but she managed to save her life.
Every top swordsman has his own defensive space. Once a guy who has not gone through the mental "registration" takes the opportunity to break into this range, he will be resolutely counterattacked by himself! There are only two situations where you can enter their territory: one
The swordsman was so injured that he was unconscious. The other way was to actively open himself up to people he felt he could trust, and often the higher the level of trust, the closer he could get.
For example, Kazuyo Sorayama could have a shoulder-to-shoulder relationship with Hiko, and could have a skin-to-skin kiss with Sana and Kiriko. But back then, Saito Shintaro had to muster all his sword power to resist when he tried to get within 20 meters of him.
Of course Kenshin does not have such heaven-defying perception ability, but the Feitian Yujian style specializes in reading the mind, which can enable him to maintain the absolute reaction ability within five steps of the space at any time. Even while sleeping, once someone enters this range, he will
Able to wake up as quickly as possible and fight back with a sword.
Today, Yukidaiba could almost touch Kenshin's skin. If he hadn't sensed some killing intent, Kenshin might not even be able to wake up immediately. This shows the status of this snow-like woman in Kenshin's heart.
"I'm sorry, you..." Kenshin's chest rose and fell, looking at the woman lying on the tatami, he almost killed her! But, what on earth did she want to do when she came to his room so early... and that inexplicable feeling
With the murderous intent, is she really an assassin of unknown origin?
The silk scarf slipped from his arm, and Kenshin was stunned. This was...a faint warmth surged into his chest, making him unconsciously ignore the sudden murderous intention.
"The weather is a bit cold, and you always sleep by the window, so..." Yukiyoba combed her hair, picked up the knocked down books and looked at Kenshin, her tone fluctuating slightly for the first time: "These books...
Have you read them all?"
"No, I haven't read any of them. It's just suitable for sleeping. It's just there. The executioner doesn't need knowledge." Kenshin lied, whether it was the master Seijuro Hiko or Katsura Kogoro who defected after going down the mountain.
They are not just reckless people. In this environment, reading is Kenshin's second major activity limited to practicing swordsmanship.
In fact, those famous sword masters and great swordsmen all come from family backgrounds and have extremely high cultural accomplishments! Even Miyamoto Musashi, who was born as a country scholar and had relatively low education, his grandfather also served as the patriarch of a local lord.
My father is also a famous swordsman in Japan. In his later period, he studied calligraphy, military law, Buddhism, and painting, and personally wrote "The Book of Five Rings" and "Mirror of the Art of War" and other works. It can be said that he is both civilized and military.
It is a consensus among swordsmen that you cannot practice higher-level swordsmanship without the accumulation of knowledge. How can the Feitian Sword Style, which has been passed down for thirteen generations, cultivate a sect leader who can only slash people with a sword?!
Yukidaiba was noncommittal and asked softly: "Do you plan to keep killing people like this in the future... You can't find a safe place to stay, and you can't sleep without holding a knife..."
"I've been like this since I was a kid."
"So, you plan to continue in the future..."
"This kind of job shouldn't last long." Kenshin packed up the scattered books, picked up the faded top and put it in his arms. He stood up and handed the silk scarf belonging to Yukitoba to the woman, and said coldly:
"Besides, there is no need for you to worry about me. I am an executioner who brings about bloodshed, and I don't want your things to be stained with the smell of blood again."
Yukiyo was stunned for a moment, then stood up, took the silk scarf, and said in a cooler tone: "Please forgive me for meddling in my own business. Your way of living is something I still can't understand. Excuse me."
She bowed slightly and just walked to the door when she heard a gentle word behind her: "Miss Ba, thank you."
Different from the two men and women who had developed an inexplicable affection for each other, all the other Choshu domain patriots who had not been on mission for several days rushed into the dining room. They were eager to know further instructions from their leader. After all, they were hiding in the hotel with nothing to do every day.
Anyone can become impatient.
"So...what did Mr. Gui say?"
"He said, 'No rash action is allowed until further instructions are given.' That's all he said." Fan replied bravely. He knew that this was definitely not the answer that the people in front of him wanted, but he was determined to continue to be a good person and conveyed it meticulously.
Katsura Kogoro's order.
Sure enough, raucous discussions arose one after another in the room.
"What's going on? Do you want us to be patient again?" "Why!" "Many patriots from other domains were killed by the Shinsengumi. How long are we going to endure?" "They have been short of troops in Kyoto recently, and now is a great time."
"Destroy the Mibu wolves in one fell swoop and let them pay for their debt with blood" "We should fight back" "That's right"...
"Wait!" Fan yelled, stopping everyone's dissatisfaction, and looked around at everyone seriously: "There is no doubt that there are spies in the domain, do you want to take action? The Migsheng wolves are getting what they want! Now the only option is to be patient.
Waiting is the best thing to do. And... I'll tell you the conclusion I've come to in private. Whether it's within the domain or the Shinsengumi, some big things should happen in Kyoto recently! Don't worry, there will always be a need for you to kill.
When facing an enemy."
When the Shinsengumi only dispatched three ordinary soldiers to protect the target last night, Fan immediately became suspicious. Based on his understanding of the Shinsengumi, when were several captains not leading the team and dispatching more than a dozen people to participate in the ambush?
Although I did not provide them with information about Battōsai in advance this time, this is not the reason why these brainless ronin team did not make any ambush!
So they must have encountered something more important than hanging the executioner. In addition, Mr. Gui has not shown up for several days, so he must be preparing for some big move. Judging from his many years of experience as a shogunate spy, it is definitely not just about assassinating a few people.
Personal characters are so simple...
"I-san, what exactly is going on, can you tell us?"
"Haha..." Fan smiled nervously, but there was no smile in his tone: "What's the use of knowing it? No matter what happens, don't we only have two tasks? Kill the enemy, don't get killed.