The dew that fell on the grass in the early morning shone with white light, and the leaves of the maple trees on the mountains had turned red. Unconsciously, it was the time of white dew.
Since the departure of Kenshin and Yukiyoba, the lives of Kazuyo Sorayama and the others have returned to normal: they practice swordsmanship with Kiriko in the morning, and go to a nearby temple with Sana to pray for blessings in the afternoon. At this time, Kiriko may go to a nearby town to do shopping.
Inquiry about ingredients, or go to Kenshin's place to spy... Every evening, the three of them would sit around the firepit, drink, read, chat, and do some small handicrafts to decorate the house.
The days are dull and warm.
"Korayama, you know, that idiot Kenshin hasn't succeeded yet!" Kiroko gestured with her hands excitedly: "He and Yukiyoba's quilts are obviously next to each other, but she is sitting next to him holding his broken sword.
Sleeping is so disappointing, I really want to help him!"
Kazuye Kuyama held a knife and scraped the bamboo strips, and asked without raising his head: "How do you want to help him?"
"They were so fascinated that they took off their clothes and stuffed them into the quilt together... Hehehe, it's so interesting!" Kiroko's eyes flashed with an indescribable light, "I see Kenshin and the woman like the pickles made by Sana very much. Tomorrow
I sent a jar..."
Sanai put down the needlework and clothes in his hands, couldn't help but burst into laughter, and said helplessly to Kazuyo Sorayama: "Husband, what do you think? In fact, Yukiyoba is very suitable for Kenshin."
Wu Zi looked at Sanai in surprise. Not only did the lady, who always looked serious in the past, not reprimand her, she actually seemed to agree to such a nonsense plan. Could it be that her brain was not bright after she became pregnant?
Kazuyo Sorayama thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "Although that woman is not without feelings for the stupid boy, there is always sadness in her eyes; the stupid boy also loves the woman, but before he completes his so-called mission
Obviously there will be no action taken before. So even if you take them naked and put them together, there will be no results. Maybe they will be even colder when they meet later."
"Mission? Did you know that little Kenshin is actually planting radishes during the day! The long knife on his waist has also become a hoe in his hand. I think he is very happy to live his current life. If he lives for a while, the executioner will
He became a farmer." Wuzi said melancholy.
"Kenshin is not suitable to be used as a killing tool." Sanai shook his head, then stroked his belly with hope and said softly: "I hope our child will not be like Kenshin in the future. Husband, what do you want your child to be like?
people?"
Kazuyo Sorayama stopped what he was doing, thought about it carefully, and said seriously to Sanai: "If you want to survive with all your heart, you have to live with tears in your eyes; if you want to be an ideal, you can't look back no matter how tempting you are. In short, don't follow the crowd like me.
That’s fine.”
"What! Kongshan is not like this!"
"Yes, my husband is too harsh on me."
Kazuyo Sorayama hugged the two girls and did not want to continue this topic. If possible, he would like to see the child born, but an increasingly strong premonition told him that he might not have much time left...
Deep in the mountains, the dilapidated temples were shining with the light of bonfires, and the Buddha statues in the main hall were illuminated by the firelight, making it appear strangely strange.
"Although I let Katsura escape, I am still in control of Battousai. I am still a little short of finishing him..." Iizuka said to the old man opposite. Iizuka, who had not been seen for many days, was now
Appearing in such a ruined temple, with a sinister expression on his face, he looked nothing like the smiling Iizuka of the past.
It was raining lightly outside the house, and the cold wind in the mountains made this late autumn night quite cold. However, the old man was not at all uncomfortable in his short brown clothes. Judging from his exposed strong muscles and the black iron cage hand on his forearm, , must be a strong man with superb physical skills. Two sculpture-like masked ninja guards were in the shadows beside him, and no expression could be seen clearly.
"In the past few months, his sword energy has weakened a lot, and even his eyes are different. Your plan is really thorough!" Iizuka continued: "I think it's almost time. , I'm going to complete the final preparations..."
"Wait a minute." The old man raised his head and said to Iizuka expressionlessly: "You are responsible for leading Sorayama Kazuyo away. Of course it would be best if you can kill him, but at least you must prevent Sorayama Kazuyo from disturbing him. Tosai."
Hearing the old man's words, Iizuka looked a little ugly, and said coldly to the old man opposite him in a bad tone: "Don't forget, you and I are only in an employment relationship, and I can't do this no matter how much commission you pay. Your Excellency, you know the information better than I do, but I don’t want to die yet.”
Iizuka's rejection was expected by the old man, but he did not expect that the plan was already well underway, but the sudden appearance of Sorayama Kazuha's family would bring a huge crisis to the finishing work.
The old man spoke slowly: "Batousai's swordsmanship can actually defeat Okita Souji head-on. This is unexpected. However, if the plan goes according to plan, he will inevitably die; but the national traitor Sorayama Kazuyo is only half the distance between him and Battousai." The three-hour journey is too dangerous, and if we don't divert him away, the plan will never succeed!"
"You can mobilize a few more subordinates." Iizuka said leisurely: "If you set up a trap in advance to hold down the master, although you Annobu are not as good as Yu Tingban, you won't be the only four of you."
The old man shook his head: "The shogunate is about to mobilize a large army to attack the Choshu Domain. Every ninja has a heavy responsibility. How can they waste manpower for Battosai alone?"
"Hmph, what's the reaction of the shogunate? That gentleman was designated as a national traitor by the shogunate. Now that we know his specific location, why don't we send troops to encircle and suppress him? Even if we can't kill this person, we can expel him from the capital."
The old man continued to shake his head, and couldn't help showing a lonely look on his face: "I heard that His Highness the Shogun personally ordered not to initiate provocations. Sorayama Kazuyo's lack of killing in Kyoto was regarded as a sign that he was unwilling to conflict with the shogunate. Many people believed that it was a sign of the shogunate's majesty. As a result, I was secretly happy because no one supported sending troops."
"Oh? Haha, it seems that the rumors are true. The shogunate has really been frightened by that adult..." Iizuka laughed sarcastically, but under the sharp eyes of the old man, he still contained his more disgusting remarks.
The old man said to Iizuka seriously: "Did you know that it was not just Kazuyo Sorayama who destroyed the Ii family?" Seeing Iizuka's interested expression, the old man continued: "That man's martial arts skills were different from those of Kazuyo Sorayama." Comparatively, according to the leader of the Yutingban who had fought with him in the past, that man was so powerful and powerful in swordsmanship that he was more terrifying than Ichiyo Sorayama when facing an enemy head-on."
Iizuka took a breath and heard the old man continue: "As far as we know, that person's name is Hiko Seijuro, and he is Sorayama Kazuha's best friend. Do you understand?"
"Is it because you are afraid of revenge..." Iizuka nodded and shook his head: "In short, I am only responsible for Battōsai. As for the handling of other accidents, that is your own business..."
"Huh?!" The old man suddenly raised his head and looked outside the house. Following his movements, the tall and thin masked ninja next to him shot three sleeve arrows in an instant. The force was so strong that it even penetrated the wall made of thick wooden boards, leaving only a small gap. An inch will penetrate the eavesdropper's cheek.
Outside the house, a figure wearing a raincoat and a large bamboo hat was startled. He turned around and ran away. However, as soon as he ran a few steps, his head was clamped by four broad blades falling from the sky. A scream came from the eavesdropper. When he made a move, the four blades suddenly locked and cut into the head from all four directions, and the huge head was immediately divided into four parts!
"Oh? It's Katagai... I didn't expect to find it here so quickly." Iizuka was not panicked. He already knew that Katsura Kogoro had doubts about him, but so what, as long as Battousai was successfully killed, After getting the final bounty, I hid myself anonymously. Such a large sum of money was enough to squander for several years.
"If the plan remains unchanged, I have to deal with the final arrangements..." Iizuka turned his head and said to the shadow beside the Buddha statue: "I have kept you waiting for a long time. It will be your turn to appear soon, Yukiyo Yui. "
A handsome young man reveals his body. If you look carefully, he is very similar to Yukitoba. Everything in the dark is about to reveal the final truth...