Chapter 236 [Thousand Years of Bloody Battle] and the Survivors of the Battle of Osaka [
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First, a touch of clear light blue, like the autumn sky, burst into Qingdeng's eyes.
Then, the beautiful scenery composed of this light blue as the main color made Qingden momentarily dazzled.
The person who created this beautiful scenery that seems to absorb all the surrounding light and make the surrounding shadows become a foil is the person who has already put on a light blue yukata and is standing in front of the Wufu store.
Sanako standing behind Qingden.
Qingden had noticed a long time ago that Sanako seemed to be particularly fond of blue.
The ribbons she uses to tie her hair, the ties of her clogs, the kimono she often wears... the colors she chooses are basically cool colors with blue as the main color.
Therefore, when just waiting for Sanako to change clothes and come out, Qingto had wondered whether Sanako would pick out a blue yukata for himself.
As a result, Qingdeng really guessed it.
The texture is excellent, the light blue fabric embroidered with white flowing cloud patterns fits closely to Sanako's delicate body.
The pure white wide belt adds a girlish look to Sanako.
This beautiful belt, which is so white that people dare not look at it for fear that their eyes will accidentally stain it, is tied behind Sanako's back. It is bigger than Qingto's two palms, but it looks very beautiful.
Cute bow.
How women should tie their kimono obi—this kind of thing is also very particular. There are about 20 different ways to tie the obi.
When Sanako wears a women's kimono on a daily basis, she chooses a very common belt tying method, the classic "taiko knot".
The so-called taiko knot is to fold the ends of the belt strap tightly into a square with a side of 30 centimeters.
The name is taken from the "Taiko Bridge" in Kameido Tenjin Shrine in Edo City.
In order to make the obi knot look like a bow-shaped "taiko bridge", the end of the obi and a small cushion called an "obi pillow" are stuffed into the square.
The beautiful shape makes the taiko knot extremely popular among women of all ages.
Aoto was used to seeing the way Sanako wore a taiko knot around her waist... so now that he saw the bow on Sanako's back, which was a bit huge but perfectly proportional to her waist, he found it quite novel.
Because the world thinks that bows are a bit too fancy, generally speaking, only unmarried women who are lively and like to dress themselves up more conspicuously will favor this method of tying.
Sanako, who usually has a serious face and loves to wear a reserved taiko knot, suddenly puts on a fashionable and lively bow tie... This strong contrast creates a wonderful sense of contrast, which makes Qingto
His eyes lit up.
The neat shape and dignified taiko knot really match well with a woman like Sanako who exudes a graceful and luxurious aura...but this youthful and cute shape is also very good and has a special sense of beauty.
Such a beautiful yukata can only be worn by a first-class beauty - and Sanako happens to be such a beauty.
When wearing ordinary kimonos and kendo uniforms that slightly conceal the original figure, Sanako's area, which is even larger than Kinoshita Mai, is already very conspicuous.
Now if you put on a yukata made of this kind of light fabric, what effect will it have? It’s self-evident.
I saw that Sanako's skirt was stretched tightly. This part of her body that was developed contrary to her formal appearance was more eye-catching than usual because the curves were perfectly outlined.
Because the collar is indeed well covered, and the belt that reaches the lower end of the southern hemisphere has a boosting and gathering effect, the fabric in front of the bear is pushed into a mountain peak.
Qingto couldn't help but wonder: When Sanako lowered his head now, could he see his toes...
Going down from the waist, there are two calves as white as if they had just been soaked in milk.
The hem of the yukata, which only reached Sanako's calf, swayed slightly with the night breeze that blew in from time to time, revealing more of her beautiful white legs.
Sanako has voluptuous legs that complement her slender waist and plump parts.
The slender ankles and small feet that are usually hidden under the hem of long hakama clothes and white socks are now openly exposed.
White skin, dark eyes and blue hair, red lips, light blue clothes, light pink fingernails and toenails...
All colors are perfectly interpreted on this delicate body.
From the well-proportioned legs, to the round "peach", to the straight collarbone faintly visible under the skirt...the outlines outlined by these beauties exude a different aura than usual.
Sanako still has that noble and elegant face, but this graceful aura is a little more delicate and playful that is indescribable.
Qingto's sense of time became particularly strange the moment his eyes turned to Sanako.
He felt as if he had been staring at Sanako for a long time...but in fact, everything happened in the blink of an eye.
"...I'd better change back into my kendo uniform."
Sanako's sudden words allowed Qingto to regain his normal perception of the world.
Qingden took a closer look and saw that Zanazi's smart eyes were filled with a faint look of shame.
He drew his hands inwards and hugged the furoshiki in his arms tightly. His toes, like white lotus roots, gently clasped the blue-button clogs under his soles.
Furoshiki is a furoshiki that was commonly used by people in the Edo period to carry or store items.
The furoshiki in Sanako's arms contains her kendo uniform and her socks.
"This kind of clothes... is a little too casual."
As she spoke, she reached behind and touched the bow on her lower back.
"I'm not used to wearing yukata, so I won't wear it anymore."
After saying this, Sanazi turned around and wanted to return to the Wu clothing store behind him.
"Miss Sanako!"
However, just as her lotus feet had time to take half a step back, Qingdeng quickly stopped her.
Sanako originally thought Qingto was trying to persuade her not to change her clothes.
However……
"Miss Sanako, this yukata suits you so well."
The first thing Qingdeng said was a compliment that showed no hint of hypocrisy.
"It's true that I look forward to seeing you put on a yukata."
Speaking of this, Qingdeng paused for a moment, and then showed a full smile, with sincere emotions without pretense——
“It’s really beautiful!”
The expression on Sanako's face became difficult to read at this moment.
With her red lips slightly parted, she gave Qingdeng a set of long... eyes that contained countless emotions.
"It's rare to wear such beautiful clothes. It would be a pity if you only wear them for a short while and then stop wearing them."
"Miss Sanako, just think of it as trying a new life. Wear this outfit tonight and visit all the venues of the fireworks display."
Qingdeng let go of his hands that were resting on the scabbard of the Dingguishen Sword and strode towards the dense crowd of people next to him.
"Let's go. I feel a little hungry. Let's go buy something delicious."
"..."
Sanako looked at Qingden's retreating figure with wandering eyes.
A hint of hesitation tugged back and forth on Sanako's cheeks.
After a while, Sanako took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind.
Immediately afterwards, I saw her quickly retracting the little foot that had taken half a step back, and then followed the tall figure with small "clap-tat-tat" steps...
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The fireworks display tonight is as lively as last night.
You can see street performers everywhere hoping to make a fortune from this rare celebration.
The performances of these street performers are very interesting and exciting... but if you just stop and go and spend all your time watching the performers, it would be too boring and a pity.
There are still about 40 minutes until the fireworks start to set off... He glanced at Aoto, whose hands on his pocket watch were pointing, and turned to Sanako beside him and asked:
"Miss Sanako, is there anything you want to eat or do you want to play?"
"Well……"
Because she was wearing a mask, Sanako's low voice was a little muffled.
In order to reduce the onlookers of passers-by, Sanako just bought a white fox mask from a mask stall that can cover her entire face.
Thanks to the masks used to cover their faces, Qingdeng and the others' attention immediately dropped a lot.
After pondering for a while, Sanako shook his head gently.
"Tachibana-kun, where are you? Do you have any food you want to eat, or a vendor game you want to play?"
Sanako returned the question to Qingto.
"Um……"
This problem also stumped Qingdeng.
Because I had already walked around the fireworks display venue with Mai Kinoshita last night, there was nothing new about this place anymore...
But at this moment, Qingden suddenly saw out of the corner of his eye: Sanako seemed to be looking at something.
He quickly turned around and took a look - it turned out that the place Sanako was looking at was a game vendor offering the "arrow throwing game".
Aoto and Mai Kinoshita went to play last night. They threw arrows without arrows at the products on the shelves. Whichever product they hit, that product is yours.
She is very good at throwing things, and you can tell at a glance that she is Kinoshita Mai who has specially practiced this skill. In this kind of game, she kills completely randomly.
Last night, Mai Kinoshita made 8 out of 10 shots and almost made the stall owner...a middle-aged man with a bald head cry.
After Aoto noticed that Sanako was looking at the "Arrow Throwing Game" stall not far away, he immediately tilted his eyes and quietly looked at Sanako's expression.
Although Sanako was wearing a mask and could not see her expression, the changes in her eyes could be clearly seen - Qingden could clearly see a hint of eagerness emerging from the depths of Sanako's pupils.
Lively light.
"...Miss Sanako." Qingden smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed forward, "Shall we go play with that?"
What Qingdeng was referring to was, of course, the "Arrow Throwing Game" vendor.
"Eh?" Sanako was stunned for a moment, "Tachibana-kun, do you want to play that?"
"Well... that's right." Qingden grinned, "How about it? Do you want to play together?"
"I..." Sanako shook his head slightly, "I'm not very interested in this kind of game..."
--I see……
Qingdeng saw this and thought to himself.
——Miss Sanako is too embarrassed to go play...
Sanako has always paid great attention to her external image.
She was probably worried that playing this kind of game would be disrespectful.
Qingto saw through Sanako's thoughts at a glance. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said:
"I'm quite interested in that game. Can you play with me?"
"That's no problem..."
"Then let's go."
Qingto and Sanako strode towards the stall one after the other.
When they approached the stall, there happened to be an empty seat because one person didn't want to play anymore.
"Boss, how do you charge here..."
Qingdeng opened the curtain hanging around the stall and asked loudly into the stall... before he finished speaking, the remaining words were stuck in his throat.
"Oh! 1 arrow, 2 cents! Whatever thing on the shelf you throw at it will return..."
The boss's voice suddenly stopped.
Qingdeng and the boss suddenly became silent. You looked at me, I looked at you, their eyes met...
The reason why such a bizarre scene occurred... was all because the owner of this stall was a bald man who looked very familiar to Qingdeng...
It was the bald boss whose business Aomori and Kinoshita Mai had "taken care of" last night...
——Uncle! Your stall wasn’t here last night?!
Qingdeng let out a silent cry in his heart.
The first person to recover from the shock was the bald boss.
The bald boss' expression suddenly changed as if he recalled something terrible, and then he stretched his neck and glanced around Qingdeng.
After not seeing the red silhouette, he showed an expression of relief.
However... only a moment later, his "relieved" expression turned into a weird look.
He glanced back and forth between Qingteng and Sanako, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with Qingteng with meaningful eyes...
"Tachibana-kun? What's wrong with you?"
Sanako didn't notice the strange look on the bald boss's face, because all her attention at the moment was on Qingden.
"Um?"
Qingto, who was "awakened" by Sanako's question, said hastily:
"Ah, I, I'm fine, I just think the products provided by this vendor are quite luxurious."
After saying that, Qingden cleared his throat vigorously.
"Boss, how do you charge here?"
"Oh, well..."
The bald boss smiled slyly at Qingdeng - his smile conveyed the message "I understand, I understand, I understand everything, and I will keep it secret for you"...
"One arrow costs two cents! Whatever item on the shelf you throw at it will be yours! Master Samurai, do you want to give it a try?"
While skillfully introducing the rules of the game to Qingteng and Sanako, the bald boss spread out a bunch of headless arrows in front of Qingtou.
As expected of someone who makes a living by doing business, his acting skills are amazing.
His tone and movements were quite natural...as if he really didn't know Qingdeng...
"Then..." Qingdeng took out his money bag, "I'll start with 10 arrows. Do you want to throw a few arrows as well?"
The latter part of Qingto's words was naturally addressed to Sanako beside him.
"I don't have to." Sanako shook her head slightly, "I just want to see you play."
Sanako refused to join in the fun... Aito was not discouraged or anxious.
Qingto thought: After watching him play it once, Miss Sanako might become interested and temporarily put down her reserve and be willing to play the game.
After having this secret thought in his mind, Qingdeng slowly picked up an arrow and casually aimed at a prize on the shelf...
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At this moment——
There was an open-air tea stall and a bench not far from Qingdeng and Qingdeng——
"Hmm? Ichinose-kun, I think I saw Nioh."
A middle-aged samurai wearing a black cat mask whispered to a middle-aged samurai wearing an evil ghost mask sitting next to him.
The middle-aged samurai who was called "Ichinose" was lowering his head and caressing his... particularly terrifying left arm as if he was treating some high-end artwork.
There was not a single piece of good flesh on his left arm, and hideous burn scars covered the skin of his entire left arm. The entire arm looked like dry wood that had been burnt by fire, turning a burnt black color that seemed to shake off some charcoal ash.
.
Because his arm looked so scary, others unconsciously moved away from him, causing a small "vacuum zone" to appear around it.
"'Nioh'?" Ichinose slowly raised his head, "Where is it? Where is 'Nioh'?"
"There. In front of the 'Arrow Game' game stall. He seems to be playing a game with a certain woman there."
"Oh?" Ichinose raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Judging from the figure... the woman who is playing games with Niou seems to be a beauty."
The middle-aged samurai wearing a black cat mask made a self-deprecating cry of "hehehe":
"The 'Nioh' who killed countless people...his personal life was quite colorful. He was a well-respected celebrity in public, but in private he could play around with beauties."
"Huh, what?" Ichinose smiled jokingly, "Ebina-kun, are you envious of the life of 'Nioh'?"
"If you say you're not envious, it's definitely a lie."
Wearing a black cat mask...the middle-aged samurai who was called "Ebina" by Ichinose said calmly.
"People's lives are bright and dazzling."
"And we, the 'survivors of the Battle of Osaka,' can only live like rats in stinky ditches in a dark corner where no one pays attention."
"only--"
Ebina's conversation suddenly changed.
"I'm envious, but that's all. I won't betray our beliefs."
"Since I became a disciple of Mr. Dashan and decided to devote all my life to fulfill Mr. Dashan's long-cherished wish and bring a permanent end to this bloody war that has lasted for more than a thousand years, I have done everything possible.
The realization that I will never be able to live a comfortable life for the rest of my life.”
"'Envy of other people's lives'... These small distractions cannot shake my will and determination."
After finishing speaking, Ebina turned to look at Ichinose.
At the same time, Ichinose turned towards Ebina with tacit understanding.
The two people who looked at each other looked at each other and smiled, showing a magnanimous smile.
At this time, a young woman wearing a lady's mask walked towards Ichinose and Ebina from a dark alley in the distance.
"Mr. Ichinose, Mr. Ebina."
The young woman said softly.
"The old thief Shirahara came out of the izakaya."
"Yes." Ichinose nodded slightly, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
After finishing speaking, Ichinose grabbed the saber placed by his leg and stood up slowly.
"Let's go, Ebina-kun."
Ichinose's old face, which was hidden under the demon mask and already had many wrinkles due to age, had a somewhat calm smile.
"Let's continue fighting this great 'Millennium War'."
"Hehehe." Ebina stood up holding the sword on his waist and said with a carefree smile, "Let's go!"
The two middle-aged men, whose eyes were brighter than those of the young ones and who were powerful, stood side by side and walked straight to the distant place with firm steps without hesitation.
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Yesterday's state was not very good, and today's chapter is a little shorter... Tomorrow, the author will try to write as long as possible, and try to finish "Fireworks Festival·Zanako Chapter" tomorrow and break into the final chapter of the Fireworks Festival: "Fireworks Festival·Shura"
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Let me remind you again that this book is written from a low-level perspective, and there are no such messy things as gods, Buddhas and ghosts. You can feel free to guess what kind of war has lasted for more than a thousand years.
ps: This is not an original creation by the author, but an imaginary war.
