The meeting place that Takigawa and Uesaka had arranged with the rest of their friends was the gate of Yoshiwara.
When Takigawa and Uesaka both arrived at Yoshihara's gate, the rest of their friends had already arrived at Yoshihara's gate.
After No. 8, including Takikawa, arrived, Uesaka took the lead and led everyone to the Bayberry House where Uesaka had reserved a room.
Under Uesaka's intentional arrangement, those who participated in tonight's banquet with the sole purpose of helping Takigawa revitalize were all Takigawa's usual friends.
Everyone was chatting while walking on the way to Yangmei House.
Listening to the chatter and laughter of his friends around him, Takigawa felt that the haze that had been lingering in his heart since last night was slightly dispelled.
"Look! That's the Bayberry House right there!" Uesaka, who was walking in front, suddenly pointed forward.
"Oh! What a magnificent teahouse!" said a friend of Takigawa who was walking on the right side of Uesaka, "So there is such a magnificent teahouse in Yoshiwara!"
Some of the people present did not come to Yoshiwara often, so they did not know much about the details in Yoshiwara.
"The reason why Yoshiwara is called the 'city that never sleeps in Edo' is not just because there are three thousand wandering girls in it." Uesaka responded in a half-joking tone and quickened his pace slightly.
However, at this moment.
Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded from behind Takigawa and the others.
"Hmm? Isn't this Takigawa Heiichiro from the Takigawa family?"
As soon as this discordant voice sounded from behind him, the expression on Takikawa's face froze. Then he stopped his feet, frowned slightly, and turned his head to look behind him.
As for Uesaka and the others, they also stopped.
Behind Takigawa and others, three well-dressed samurai walked slowly towards Takigawa's direction.
The leader of these three well-dressed samurai is very young, with a neatly shaved Tsukiyo head. Although his facial features are ordinary, his eyes are very sharp.
Like Takigawa, this man was a Hatamoto samurai.
However, the level of his family is much higher than that of Takigawa.
He is Kyouichiro Uyoshita, the eldest son of the Miyashita family with a salary of 7,000 stone per year.
In addition to the astonishing salary, the identities of the various relatives under the palace are also astonishing.
Miyashita's grandfather is the current feudal lord of the Aizu Domain.
Various elders under the palace also hold important positions in the shogunate.
It's a pity that although Miyashita's family background is strong and she has a lot of relatives with prominent status, Miyashita herself is just an embroidered pillow.
He is uneducated and incompetent, and loves the charming place like Yoshihara.
Looking at Miyashita walking towards him slowly, Takigawa's brows furrowed more and more.
His relationship with Miyashita was very bad.
Miyashita, who is ignorant and unskilled, is the type of person Takigawa despises the most.
Miyashita also disliked Takigawa, who was capable of both literary and martial arts.
The two of them once learned Mu Gai Liu swordsmanship in the same dojo. It was at that time that they got to know each other, and it was also at that time that they became disliked by each other.
"I didn't expect that I could see a busy man like you, Takigawa, in a place like Yoshiwara." Miyashita said in a sinister tone, "Aren't you going to study or practice swordplay tonight?"
"What am I going to do? What does it have to do with you?" Takigawa said coldly.
"It's really none of my business."
Miyashita shrugged, and then continued to speak in a sinister tone.
"I just care about you."
"After all, you couldn't even get into the top 10 of the 'Imperial Examination' literary test, so I'm worried that you've neglected your studies."
"Takigawa-kun, don't be so obsessed with having fun that you neglect your study of literary, Taoist and military strategies."
As soon as Miyashita finished speaking, the expressions of Takigawa, Uesaka and the others around him suddenly changed.
Takigawa clenched his hands that were hanging naturally: "Hmph! So what if I can't get into the top 10 of the 'Gozen Examination' literary test? If it were you who took part in the 'Gozen Examination', I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to get into the literary test."
Can’t pass!”
Regarding Takigawa's counterattack, Miyashita just shrugged his shoulders with an "indifferent" look on his face:
"I admit it, if I were to take part in the Imperial Examination, I would definitely not be able to pass the literary test."
"But is there any inevitable connection between whether I can pass the literary test and whether you, Takigawa, can enter the top 10 in the literary test?"
"Whether I can pass the literary test or not, it's a fact that you, Takigawa, can't even get into the top 10."
"I have heard that before the results of the literary test were released, you were full of confidence, thinking that you would definitely get the first place in the literary test, and even if you didn't do well, you would still be in the top 10."
The look of ridicule on Miyashita's face became more intense.
"I've always been curious, Takikawa-kun. How did you feel when you were so confident and found out last night that you didn't even make it into the top 10 in the literary test?"
Takigawa's face turned from white to purple, and then from purple to black.
Seeing the sudden change in Takigawa's expression, Miyashita seemed to have seen some wonderful show. He chuckled a few times, then led the two followers behind him and walked towards the depths of Yoshiwara.
Looking at Miyashita's retreating back, the first thought that came to Takigawa's mind was: draw a knife and chop this bastard who insulted him.
And Takigawa's hands did act according to what he thought. He raised his left hand and pressed the sheath of the katana, and raised his right hand to hold the handle of the katana.
But as soon as the thought of "Beheading Miyashita" appeared in Takigawa's mind, he was dismissed by Takigawa's reason.
As this thought dissipated, a hint of fear flashed across Takigawa's eyes.
Although Takigawa was so angry that he felt like the blood was rushing to his forehead, he did not lose his due rationality.
Takigawa knew very well what would happen if he killed the eldest son of Miyashita, who was also Hatamoto.
The shogunate will not forgive this act of drawing swords between Hatamotos. The Takigawa family will be deprived of their status as Hatamotos, which is the lightest punishment.
He might even ask Takigawa to commit seppuku as an apology.
Takigawa, who still had a shred of reason left, resisted the urge to draw his sword and prepared to go forward and argue with Miyashita.
But Uesaka reached out his hand and held Takigawa's shoulder.
"Takigawa, ignore him." Uesaka, who saw what Takigawa was planning to do, said solemnly, "That guy Miyashita is a scoundrel. Even if you go to argue with him, he will only act recklessly."
At this time, the rest of Longchuan's friends also stepped forward to comfort and persuade Longchuan.
Listening to the comfort and persuasion from his friends, Takigawa took a deep breath.
"...Let's go," Takigawa said in a deep voice, "Let's go to Yangmei House for a drink."'
Seeing that Takigawa gave up the quarrel with Miyashita, Uesaka looked happy and nodded vigorously.
Yangmeiwu supports nearly 60 kabuki artists.
The subordinates sent by Yoriku to arrange the kabuki returned soon.
But the news he brought back made Lai Jiu's face drop.
"What? Almost all the kabuki actors have been invited?"
"Yes, yes." Lai Jiu's subordinates nodded quickly, "There are too many guests tonight. Our kabuki actors have basically been invited, and only these people are left..."
One by one, Yoriku's subordinates reported the names of the kabukis who were still free.
After hearing the names of the kabuki dancers who were still free, Yoriku shouted angrily:
"Isn't there quite a lot of people who have time to spare?"
"B-but...these kabuki performers who are still idle are basically newcomers...with little performance experience."
Lai Jiu knows all the names his subordinates just reported.
Basically, they are young people who have been hired by Yangmeiwu recently.
In terms of strength, they still have some strength.
But they are still too young and have not performed many times in front of others. They are basically a group of capable people but have little performance experience.
"What's wrong with the newcomers?" Lai Jiu said sternly, "Who in all walks of life didn't start as a newcomer? As long as they perform a few times, won't the newcomers become old people? Is it possible that just because they are newcomers, they will never be successful?
Do you want them to perform? Stop talking nonsense and arrange for them to go to Master Uesaka's room."
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When the food and a new batch of drinks were served, the kabuki actors were also on the spot.
There are 8 people in total, 3 men, 5 women, 3 men and 2 women are responsible for playing musical instruments, and the other 3 women are responsible for dancing.
Food, drinks, and kabuki were all present, and the banquet naturally began in earnest.
Amid the singing and dancing of the kabuki actors, this small and medium-sized room gradually became lively.
The food and drinks were delicious.
The musicians played very hard.
The maikos also danced very hard.
However, there was one person who did not even look up at the kabuki performers during the whole process.
After entering the room, Takigawa kept his face gloomy, lowered his head, and drank.
Even though his usual favorite song and dance performance was going on in front of him, he had no interest in raising his head to look at it.
The image of Miyashita mocking him just now kept flashing in Takigawa's mind.
When he thought of Miyashita's taunting to him just now, the hand that was holding the wine glass unconsciously tightened a little.
Even though he had drunk a lot of wine, his face was red and his head was dizzy, Takigawa did not feel that the resentment in his heart had eased at all.
While feeling resentful, Takigawa also felt...very aggrieved.
He didn't understand why he didn't even get into the top 10 in the literary test.
No matter which question it was, he should have answered it impeccably. Why was it Goro Majima who won the first place in the literary test and not him?
Resentment and grievance dominated Longchuan's brain, making Longchuan's head and chest swell with pain. Putting his fingers on his temples, he could clearly feel the blood vessels beating "chuggingly", and he could only keep pumping them into his mouth.
Drinking wine can make you feel better.
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The banquet went on in silence for more than a quarter of an hour (a quarter of an hour in ancient Japan was half an hour).
After watching the song and dance performance for such a long time, everyone except Takigawa was very happy.
After performing for such a long time, the kabuki actors, especially the three young girls in charge of dancing, who were probably only about fifteen years old, all showed obvious fatigue.
Takigawa's seats are very typical, divided into two rows on the left and right, with people in the two rows sitting on the floor facing each other.
These three maikos danced in the middle of the two rows of seats.
However, at this moment.
Something unexpected happened.
One of the three maikos held a fan in one hand, lowered his body, and danced slowly. I don't know whether it was because he was tired after dancing for a long time, or because he simply made a mistake, holding the fan and flicking his sleeves.
Made a little bigger.
The clothes they use for dancing have longer sleeves.
The long sleeves accidentally brushed against the wine bottle placed on Takigawa's desk.
The wine bottle tipped over, and the remaining wine in the bottle flowed out and fell on the tatami on the right side of the table.
The wine that flowed out also spilled on Takigawa's knife handle which was placed on the tatami on the right side.
The maiko was so frightened by her mistake that she turned pale.
And Takigawa's expression changed rapidly in a very short period of time.
His face, which was originally extremely gloomy, was slightly startled for a moment.
Then the color changed from black to black and then red.
Before the erring maiko could apologize, Takigawa took the lead and roared:
"You bastard!!"
Takigawa's roar was so loud that it felt like the whole room was slightly vibrating because of his roar.
Takigawa's mood tonight was like a powder keg that ignited at the drop of a hat.
And this mistake made by this maiko successfully ignited this powder keg.
Takigawa grabbed the sword beside him and drew it out of its sheath.
Looking at Takigawa unsheathing his sword, the kabuki who made the mistake was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. The other kabukis were also frightened by the changes in front of them and didn't know what to do.
"Takigawa! Wait!" Uesaka stood up quickly and stopped Takigawa.
Also frightened were Uesaka and others.
The rest of the people, including Uesaka, stood up to stop Takigawa.
Because they were too anxious, some people accidentally knocked over the table full of sumptuous meals at their feet.
The kabuki dancers looked frightened, tables were knocked over, food and drinks were spilled everywhere... the room that was originally clean and exuding a lively atmosphere suddenly became a mess.
Takigawa's shout just now successfully attracted nearly the entire Yangmei House staff.
The door to the room was quickly opened, and the Yangmeiwu employees armed with various weapons, as well as the club staff sent to support tonight, all rushed over.
Among these people who came after hearing the sound, Takigawa saw one of the culprits who had made him feel angry since last night.
"Mashima Goro...?!" Takigawa frowned and gritted his teeth.
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Shirobei now felt cold sweat pouring out of his forehead.
He was lucky enough to meet Lao Zhong once, but that was a long time ago.
Looking at Matsudaira Sadanobu who suddenly came to Yoshiwara, Shirobei felt on pins and needles. He didn't know why Matsudaira Sadanobu, who usually had so many things to do, appeared in this small Yoshiwara.
After Matsudaira Sadanobu took off the hat on his head, his nickname Tachibana, who was sitting behind Matsudaira Sadanobu, also took off the hat on his head.
"I can't even remember the last time I came to Yoshiwara."
Matsudaira Sadanobu put the bamboo hat in his hand on the tatami aside and said to Shirobei in a tone that sounded like he was having a casual chat with someone.
"Yoshiwara is still the same. At night, the lights emitted can light up the entire sky."
"...Lao Naka-sama." Shirobei, who leaned down and placed his hands on the ground, swallowed and mustered up the courage to ask proactively, "I wonder why you are here, specifically?"
Matsudaira Sadanobu just said that he came to Yoshiwara for something more relaxed.
His words made Shirobei even more confused. He didn't know what "easier things" were.
"I came to Yoshiwara mainly because I wanted to find someone in your club." A faint smile appeared on Matsudaira Sadanobu's face, "Shirobei, can you help arrange it so that he can meet with me now?
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"And help me find a room in the Shirobei Club where no one will disturb me."
"Looking for someone?" Shirobei was stunned, "Master Laozhong, I wonder who you are looking for?"
"Mashima Goro." Matsudaira Sadanobu said a name concisely and concisely without saying any nonsense.
"Mashima Goro?" Shirobei's face was full of surprise, "Lao Naka-sama, I wonder if you are looking for Majima Goro-kun..."
Before Shirobei finished speaking, Matsudaira Sadanobu interrupted first:
"Shirobei, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
"I'm very sorry!" Shirobei realized that he was in trouble and put his forehead on the tatami, "It's me, Meng Lang!"
"Lord Naka, Majima Goro-kun is not in the club right now."
"The tea house called Yangmei House has many guests here tonight and is somewhat short of manpower. Please ask my club for help."
"So I just sent a group of club officials, including Majima Goro, to support Arbutus House!"
Matsudaira Sadanobu's brows wrinkled slightly:
"Yangmeiwu...how long will it take for him to come back?"
"At the very least, it will take an hour at the earliest, when there are not so many guests in Yangmei House before we can come back..."
"One hour... I don't want to wait like this for an hour. Shirohei, can you help me temporarily call Majima Goro-kun back from that bayberry house?"
"No problem!" Shirobei nodded hastily to such a trivial matter, "I will send someone to call Majima Goro back now!"
After quickly nodding in agreement, Shirobei was about to stand up and go down to convey the order to "call Majima Goro back" to his subordinates.
"Shirobei-sama! It's not good! It's not good!"
Suddenly there was a series of hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by anxious shouts.
As soon as this anxious shouting ended, Shirobei shouted angrily towards the door:
"We have distinguished guests coming now! Don't make any noise! We'll talk about anything later!"
"Master Shirobei! Something big happened! The people we sent to support Arbutus House clashed with a group of Hatamoto samurai!" The man who came to report the news was quite anxious. Although he was out of breath, he was beaten by Shirobei.
He cursed, but he quickly conveyed the urgent message to Shirobei.
"What?" Shirobei's eyes widened.
The faces of Matsudaira Sadanobu and Tachibana who were sitting with Shirobei also changed. They had just heard the name "Yangmeiya" from Shirobei's mouth.
After arriving at the scene of the trouble with Gua Sheng, Ogata also learned what happened from other people's mouths.
Was the drink spilled on the hilt of the saber?
Ogata thought to himself while involuntarily frowning his already frowned brows again.
The handle is considered to be the most delicate part of the katana sword besides the blade.
The handle of the katana is wrapped with a layer of something called "salmon skin".
Made from a type of skin called stingray.
The handle of the samurai sword is made by wrapping a layer of shark skin on the outside of the sharpened solid wood, and then wrapping it with a flat braid of silk or cotton, that is, rolling the handle.
The wood of the samurai sword handle and the shark skin are bonded mainly with rice and vegetable glue. The glue will come off after being soaked in water for a long time, so the katana sword handle must be waterproofed.
In order to protect the handle of the katana sword, a "handle cover" was born, a piece of cloth specially used to wrap the handle.
The main purpose of the handle is to prevent the handle of the katana sword from touching water.
Because the handle of the katana sword comes into contact with water, the life of the katana sword hilt will be shortened, so many samurai are taboo about someone staining their hilt with liquid.
The commotion in Takigawa not only attracted Ogata and others, but also attracted many passers-by to watch the excitement.
After Ogata and others rushed to the scene, they also rushed to the scene, as well as some talkers from Yangmeiwu.
And the person who came here to talk about the matter was none other than Lai Jiu.
After learning the details of the incident, Laijiu wiped the cold sweat from his face while bowing and apologizing to Takigawa and others in front of him:
"I'm really sorry! I will teach my subordinates a lesson in the future! Please forgive me!"
"Go away!" Takigawa just regarded Laiku's apology as a mosquito.
He used his left hand to push Lai Jiu in front of him, and his right hand raised the sword high again.
Looking at the shining katana in Takigawa's hand, the erring maiko standing behind Yoriku let out a low whimper, and then subconsciously took two steps back.
When Ogata saw Takigawa raising the knife again, his face sank.
Then he quickly walked forward and stood between Laiku and the dancer, facing Takigawa who was now smelling of alcohol and with a look of resentment and impatience on his face.
Looking at Ogata's face, Takigawa only felt that the resentment and anger in his heart grew stronger.
"Go away! You have nothing to do here!" Takigawa roared at Ogata.
"Are you going to draw your sword and kill people just because of this trivial matter?" Ogata said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, he slowly raised his left hand and pressed it on the sheath of Da Shitian.
"Is there anything wrong with me teaching the bastard who soiled my knife a lesson?"
Guasheng and other club employees, as well as the employees of Yangmeiwu, also stood beside Ogata at this time.
"Isn't it just that the handle of the knife is a little stained by the wine!" Gua Sheng shouted, "As for making a scene like this?"
While shouting like this, Gua Sheng also raised his left hand like Ogata and held down the wooden sword at his waist.
Takigawa saw Ogata silently raising his hand and pressing the sheath of his sword.
"Ha!" Takigawa, who was extremely angry, showed an exaggerated sneer, "What? Majima Goro, are you, a mere ronin, going to draw a sword against me, Hatamoto?"
"You have to think carefully about the consequences of drawing a sword at Hatamoto!"
The resentment and grievances that had been accumulated in my heart for a long time burst out with great power in one breath under the influence of alcohol.
After mocking Ogata for a few words, Takigawa felt that his heart, which had been tortured by resentment and grievances, finally felt much better.
At the same time, the feeling of superiority emerged from the bottom of my heart again.
That’s right!
Takigawa shouted excitedly from the bottom of his heart.
I'm a Hatamoto samurai!
So what if I didn’t make it into the top 10 in the literary test?
So what if Goro Majima won the first place in the literary test?
I am still a samurai Hatamoto, and this guy is still a ronin who finally found a job at the Shirobei Club a while ago!
No matter what, my future achievements will definitely be far higher than that of Majima Goro! And higher than that Miyashita!
Listening to Takigawa's naked ridicule just now, Ogata's face darkened slightly.
Guasheng on the side yelled:
"What's wrong with Hatamoto? You guys are making trouble here, and then we stop you. It's reasonable and reasonable!"
As soon as Gua Sheng finished speaking, Laijiu, who was standing between Takigawa and others and Ogata and others, quickly wiped the cold sweat from his face, turned around and looked at Ogata and others behind him, and then said in a low voice:
"Don't be like this. Don't ever confront them with swords."
"That samurai's name is Takigawa Heiichiro, and he is a Hatamoto samurai. If you can't afford to offend, don't offend them further."
In addition to having various privileges, samurai warriors such as Hatamoto and the Imperial family, who are under the direct command of the shogun, also have a very scary thing, that is, they often have all kinds of awesome relatives.
Hatamoto and the imperial family are of noble birth, and the families they marry into are not simple families.
In the two hundred years since the opening of the Edo shogunate, a close network of relationships and kinship has been formed between the Hatamoto and the imperial family.
For a Hatamoto with a modest salary, one of his relatives might be a big shot.
Yoriku, who worked in a place like Arbutus House, naturally knew the terrible things about Hatamoto's samurai, so in order to avoid further expansion of the dispute, he hurriedly reminded Ogata and others not to offend Hatamoto.
Although Yoriku lowered his voice just now when he reminded Ogata and others not to offend Hatamoto, Takikawa could still barely hear what Yoriku was saying.
Listening to what Laiku said to Ogata and others just now, Takigawa felt the sense of superiority in his heart expand even more.
"Takigawa!" Uesaka on the side finally stepped forward and grabbed Takigawa's shoulders because he couldn't stand it anymore, "You drank too much! If you kill people for such a trivial matter, you will be in trouble later! Lord Laiku
, I'm very sorry, I will negotiate with you slowly..."
Before Uesaka finished speaking, Takigawa shook off Uesaka's hand that was holding his shoulder.
"Uesaka! Get out of the way!"
"I must teach that maiko who soiled my sword a lesson!"
"By the way, let's see if Goro Majima has the guts to draw a sword on me, Hatamoto."
The joy of mocking Ogata loudly just now made Takigawa, who was already drunk with anger and alcohol, completely lose his mind and could no longer listen to what Uesaka said.
Takigawa raised the sword in his hand and strode towards the maiko who was hidden behind Ogata and others.
Looking at Takigawa who raised the sword again, Ogata silently lowered his body weight and pressed his right hand on the handle of Daishiten's sword.
Naturally, Ogata would not kill Takigawa with just one blow.
Ogata had already made a calculation that if Takigawa insisted on killing the maiko, he would use the back of his sword to help the guy "calm down".
Takigawa raised the sword in his hand high and looked like he was about to stride towards the maiko.
Ogata was also silently prepared to help Takigawa "calm down".
The heaviness of the surrounding atmosphere then reached its peak.
But at this moment, plain words that did not match the heavy atmosphere suddenly sounded from the crowd of onlookers nearby:
"Take the sword back, it's really ugly to pull out the samurai's soul for such a trivial matter."
This sentence was obviously spoken to Takigawa. Although the tone was calm, there was an unquestionable sternness in the calm tone.
This unfamiliar word that suddenly sounded not only attracted the attention of Ogata and his party, but also attracted the attention of Takigawa and others.
Even the attention of the onlookers was drawn away by it.
Because this sound came from behind the onlookers, the onlookers turned their heads and looked back.
When everyone focused their attention on the owner of the voice, the owner of the voice also walked slowly towards Ogata, Takigawa and the others with his hands behind his back.
The onlookers also consciously separated to the left and right to make way for this man to walk.
This man was wearing a bamboo hat with a wide brim and his head was slightly lowered, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
Behind him was an attendant who also wore a wide-brimmed bamboo hat.
"Who is your subordinate?" Takigawa frowned and asked in a deep voice the man who had just asked him to sheath the knife, "I don't do this subordinate's business. No matter who this subordinate is, please don't interfere!"
"Your business is none of my business...what you said is a bit wrong."
After saying that, the mysterious man slowly raised the edge of the bamboo hat.
As the edge of the hat was raised, the mysterious man's face was finally exposed from under the edge of the hat.
After the mysterious man lifted the edge of the hat and revealed his face, Uesaka's face, who was standing next to Takigawa, immediately lost all color, as if he had seen something extremely scary.
Then, like a conditioned reflex, Uesaka knelt down on the ground in a Dogeza position, saluted the mysterious man, and stammered:
"Old, old master!"
Uesaka's shout made the scene instantly audible.
Takigawa and the other Takigawa's friends present all looked blank.
And Ogata also had a look of astonishment on his face.
He still knows what the term "Laozhong" means...
Uesaka's uncle is Yoshimoto Queemon, one of the four current Wakatoshi.
Thanks to this relationship, Uesaka had met several times with senior Nakamatsudaira Sadanobu.
So Uesaka recognized this mysterious man just by looking at him.
The mysterious man, Matsudaira Sadanobu, continued to hold his hands behind his back and continued to speak in a calm tone:
"Your business is really none of my business."
"You just planned to draw a knife on my guest, so I can't just sit back and ignore it no matter what."
"Your...guest...?" Takigawa, who was still looking blank, murmured.
An unknown premonition popped up in Takigawa's mind...
What Matsudaira Sadanobu said next instantly confirmed Takigawa’s ominous premonition:
"That's the Majima Goro-kun you just said." Matsudaira Sadanobu said calmly, "If you get into a fight with my guest, it will be very difficult for me to handle."
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What Takigawa does in this chapter is based on historical prototypes, and the author is not exaggerating in any way. The samurai in the Edo period could kill someone with a sword on the grounds that "you insulted the samurai."
In the words of the writer in this chapter, I will give you three historical facts to popularize science, and let you experience the three concepts of chaos in that era...
When I saw these historical materials, I was really confused... What kind of three views is this...