After staring at the left side of Omachi's face for a while as before, Ogata turned his finger towards himself.
"Look at me next."
Seeing that Ogata still refused to tell her what he wanted to do, Amachi didn't bother to ask Ogata this question again.
After Ogata asked her to look directly at him, Atachi turned her head obediently and looked at each other face to face with Ogata.
Ogata was expressionless, looking straight at Atachi's face.
Ogata just looked at Amachi silently, neither doing anything else nor saying anything.
After being silent for a long time——
"ha."
A sudden chuckle broke the silence.
Then he said softly:
"Looking around, it turns out that your front face is the prettiest."
"Eh?"
Atachi felt that his face was getting hot very quickly.
Just when she was still at a loss for what Ogata had just said and didn't know how to respond, Ogata then said softly:
"I don't know what other people think of you."
"But to me, Ogata Issei, there is never a time when you look ugly, Omachi."
"So - when you think you look ugly in the future, or others say you are ugly, just tell yourself this: No matter what, there will always be a ronin named Ogata Issei who thinks you will always look ugly.
If you are good-looking, I will never think you are ugly."
"...Why are you so good at saying these coaxing words?" After a short moment of silence, Amachi said in this annoyed tone, "Shouldn't you always use these words to travel in the past?
A place like Kuo to coax women, right?"
"No." Ogata said hurriedly.
Ogata's hurried defense seemed to amuse Omachi.
Atachi covered his mouth and laughed a few times, then said to Ogata with a faint smile:
"……Thank you."
The smile that hung on A-Machi's face at this time no longer contained traces of bitterness like before.
"Ayi, what you said just now, whether it is true or false, I am very happy to hear..."
"Women are so innocent." Amachi said in a half-joking tone, "As long as someone compliments you on your beauty, regardless of whether the other person is flattering you, you will feel happy."
"Anyway...thank you..."
"You're welcome. After all, I was just telling the truth..."
Bang.
"Huh?" Ogata raised his eyebrows after suddenly hearing a strange noise coming from the window.
Bang.
There was another muffled sound outside the window that was exactly the same as before.
This time the muffled sound was louder than the previous one.
Both Ogata and Atachi frowned slightly at this time and cast doubtful glances out the window.
Based on the loudness of the strange sound, the muffled sound seemed to be the sound of something heavy hitting something solid...
It seems to be coming from somewhere quite far away...
…
…
at the same time--
The base of Seitaro and others.
"Come on! New guy! Drink!"
Seitaro pushed a small wooden tube into the arms of Nanemon beside him.
The liquid contained in the small wooden tube, which is only as high as an adult's index finger, is constantly exuding a faint smell of alcohol.
"What is this...?" Nanemon hesitated.
"This is rice wine we made with the rice we borrowed from Fenghe Village." Qingtaro said without any secret, "Drink a little!"
"Then...I won't be polite..."
After drinking all the rice wine in the wooden tube, the long-lost aroma of the wine immediately filled Nanemon's mouth.
Although he had just joined the organization headed by the brothers Seitaro and Sotaro, Nanemon had already figured out Seitaro's temperament in this short period of time.
Qingtaro's most obvious personality is probably his enthusiasm and boldness.
He was so enthusiastic and generous that even Shichiemon was a little surprised.
After Nanemon and his gang of newcomers joined them, Seitaro greeted them very warmly and invited them to drink rice wine.
Shichiemon doesn't dislike such enthusiastic and generous people.
Not only do I not hate it, I also kind of like it.
Because this kind of people tend to be easier to talk to, and you can get a lot of the information you want from them.
Nanemon has already collected a lot of information from Qingtaro.
For example: Qingtaro and his current organization, he and Sotaro were the only two prisoners who were the first batch of prisoners to land on the island. They were thrown onto the island in about early December last year and have been on this broken island for 4 years.
After a little more than a month, the rest of the people were basically prisoners from the second and third batches.
And - although Seitaro's current organization has a relatively large number of people, there are still very few people who know how to fight.
Including Seitaro and Sotaro, there are probably less than 10 people who have practiced martial arts.
After seeing that the relationship between himself and Seitaro became more familiar, Nanemon decided to get some more private information from Seitaro.
"Seitaro-sama." Nanemon put down the small wooden tube in his hand, "Why did you gather so many people? Could it be that you gathered so many people to attack that Toyowa Village and occupy the area with the wooden wall?
Protected land, right?”
"How is that possible?" Qingtaro sneered without thinking, "What's the use of occupying that ruined land?"
"I have gathered so many people not to survive better on this island, but to escape from this island."
After Seitaro took a big gulp of rice wine into his mouth, he faced Nanemon's doubtful eyes and continued:
"I plan to steal the shogunate's ship! Then escape from this ghost place on the shogunate's ship!"
"Steal the shogunate's ship?!" Nanemon exclaimed.
"This ghost place doesn't even have a ship that can go out to sea. If you want to leave here, you can only grab the shogunate's ship."
"And there must be a lot of soldiers guarding the shogunate's ship, so I need combat power, enough combat power!"
Speaking of this, a sinister smile appeared on Qingtaro's face.
"And now - this number is almost enough."
"The day when the next shogunate's ship lands on the island is when I grab the ship and leave this hellish place..."
"Ahhhhhhhhh-!"
Before Qingtaro could finish his words, Qingtaro was suddenly interrupted by a scream coming from the mouth of the valley where they lived.
Qingtaro frowned instantly and shouted in a low voice:
"what happened?!"
Not long after, a person stumbled towards Qingtaro, and said to Qingtaro with a look of horror:
"Sir Seitaro! Yes, there is a giant!"
"Giant?!" Qingtaro's voice couldn't help but become speechless due to shock.
After quickly throwing aside the wooden tube that still contained a little rice wine in his hand, Qingtaro grabbed his wakizashi and ran towards the Taniguchi at the highest speed he could achieve.
After arriving at the mouth of the valley, Qingtaro saw the giant that the man mentioned just now.
It was only after arriving at Taniguchi that Qingtaro realized that the man just now was not lying.