Kazuyo Sorayama never thought about doing anything for the Meiji government from the beginning to the end.
Even if he helps Fukuzawa cultivate students, in his opinion, this is indirectly helping the Meiji government. After all, those students will eventually become members of the country's bureaucrats.
Even though he grew up in Japan and has deep feelings for this country and the people here, especially the women who left deep memories in his life, he still could not convince himself, an orthodox Chinese, to prepare for this country that was about to launch an invasion plan.
The Meiji government contributed.
Therefore, no matter how sincerely Fukuzawa Daji treats each other, it is doomed to be in vain.
Paradoxically, he had no good impression of the Qing Dynasty in this era. Although he felt pity for the people living on this land and was very happy to help him, he wanted Sorayama Kazuyo to be like those reformers at this time.
Burning life with all his will is something he will never do.
The most uncomfortable thing is that he doesn't even know which world he is in, and he may be inexplicably teleported out one day.
Judging from my experience in these worlds, I should have participated in the major events of the protagonists until the end of the movie, but the time span is uncontrollable. Some ended in just a few days, while others took more than ten years in the previous world.
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And everything he had done before disappeared with his disappearance, Kanbei, Kuzo, Kikuchiyo, Mitsuko, Sanjuro Kuwada who looked like Kikuchiyo, Sana, Kiriko, Hiko, Kenshin...
Individual figures are like bubbles that generally dissipate without a trace in the displacement of time and space.
In addition to his swordsmanship that seems to have no hope of breakthrough, his body is gradually aging and bruised, and only his companion, Captain Guang, who has always been with him, is left to depend on.
Kazuyo Sorayama's strange combination of wearing a black dress and holding a long sword really surprised many crew members, but he, who was already deep in thought, ignored those strange things and Fukuzawa who was following behind him, walked straight onto the deck, and stood upright on the
View from the ship's side.
Shanghai in this era was far from developing into the first port in the Far East. There were only rows of dilapidated shacks along the docks, and more dock workers with pigtails and rags.
The setting sun on the sea not only makes the sweaty workers with exposed bronze chests shine more brightly, but also makes the silhouette of the dilapidated city seen in the distance even more gloomy and dark.
The lights were sparse and dim, swaying from side to side, like a mouthful of air stuck in the throat, unable to move up or down. The hazy light could not make this darkness any warmer. Covered in the gray air, this land felt like a
It's like a ghost, lifeless.
Ichiyo Sora suddenly turned his back to the dock, looking towards the sea and thinking silently.
"It's impossible to pierce this darkness, even with god-like swordsmanship." Sorayama Kazuyo tightened the long captain's light in his hand and whispered to himself.
"What cannot be punctured must be dyed with blood. Japan was once more gloomy, but we have countless patriots who are willing to bleed." Fukuzawa shook his head, "Unfortunately, the people on this land are different. They are probably afraid."
Kazuyo Sorayama shook his head and murmured in an incomprehensible tone: "The people on this land...only after going through hell can they have the will to create heaven. They never care about the darkness, because the sun will rise as usual.
rise."
The hoarse and low voice combined with the chant-like sentence patterns made Fuze's eyes brighten, and he clapped his hands and said, "What a sentence, what a philosophy! Brother Kongshan, although the world is big, you are indeed the one who understands me best!"
Fukuzawa, who thought he understood the meaning of Sorayama Ichiyo, pointed into the distance and said loudly: "That's right! Japan is the place where the sun rises, and the sun will always rise from there! In the future, we are destined to lead, not only the Qing Dynasty, but also the ones beyond
The West! Brother Sorayama, I believe that Japan will never settle into a corner of the sea, we will become the England of the East."
"Who knows... maybe." Sorayama Yiye was noncommittal.
If Fukuzawa knew the final outcome of the Qing Dynasty and Japan, I wonder if he would vomit blood and die on the spot... Kazuyo Sorayama thought to himself.
"Brother Sorayama, look at them!" Fukuzawa's interest did not diminish. He turned around and pointed at a group of people who were about to board the boat. "Although I hate them, they are the ones who ended the decadent shogunate and will lead more young people."
Burn out the barbaric and ignorant Japan of the past."
Omura and Kido were tightly guarded by several entourages, followed by a group of young students from Fukuzawa, and then followed by more second-class Japanese passengers, most of whom wore top hats and held civilized sticks, holding their heads high and chests high.
He looked around, looking very arrogant.
"The bearded man walking at the front is Omura. He looks very powerful, but he is actually a Satsuma barbarian with a stubborn head. I think he will die sooner or later! Now the Satsuma chiefs have joined forces to control the government, and he is the leader;
The one next to him is Kido. I barely have some friendship with him. He is a drunkard and a pervert. By the way, the wine we drank was borrowed from him. He is a good bastard. The one behind them is Ito..."
Kazuyo Sorayama had unknowingly been taken as a confidant by Fukuzawa. All the things that should be said and shouldn't be said in the past were now blurted out at once.
Kazuyo Sorayama was not interested in this group of people at all, he just glanced at them from the corner of his eyes out of habit.
Huh? He seemed to have discovered something. He calmly took half a step and stopped in front of Fukuzawa Daji.
The group of people had already boarded the deck one after another. When he saw Fukuzawa Daikichi and Sorayama Ichiha next to him, Kido's eyes suddenly lit up and he waved: "Mr. Fukuzawa, is there Mr. Sorayama next to you? I have long wanted to meet you two."
Let’s talk freely…”
Before he finished speaking, several crisp gunshots were heard from the direction of the dock, and the guards headed by Hechi immediately covered Omura and Kido tightly.
After a few breaths, I realized that the gunfire was more than a hundred meters away. It was simply impossible to hit Omura and Kido from such a long distance with this level of protection.
It should not be an assassination targeting us/sir. It is the judgment of everyone that it was a false alarm.
Hechi, who was dressed in a brown suit, walked towards the side of the boat and looked at it. Then he waved his hand, and someone from the crowd immediately went to investigate.
At this moment, when the commotion caused a breach in the protective circle, a man hiding in the crowd knocked away a woman next to him with his shoulder, pulled out a thin rapier from the crutch in his hand and rushed towards Omura.
Things changed so quickly that all the guards had no time to react and were rushed into the defensive circle by the assassin. At this time, Hechi, who was blocked by the woman who was knocked away for a moment, had no time to rescue him. The assassin only had to gently hand over the rapier in his hand.
You can penetrate the heart of Omura!
The only person at the scene who could react was Kido, who was once a famous Shinto Muken-ryu swordsman and a master who was famous in Japan for his ability to escape. However, his skills that had been neglected for many years did not allow him to react in time, so he just grabbed Omura's clothes.
Pulling back hard, he rushed forward facing the sword.
"Kido!" Omura roared angrily, watching helplessly as the assassin's blade pierced into his friend's body.
The sky was filled with blood. The blood sprayed on Omura's face, making his eyes suddenly darken.
At some point, a tall and thin figure appeared silently on the spot.