The author has something to say: May 21:

Attention!Please be careful ahead OOC!Please be careful about the high energy ahead!!Please be careful about the heavy self-release ahead!!

Tomorrow will be updated in the afternoon.

This brain hole is a bit of a big fly, since there is a little angel who said that 520 didn't treat Yijun well yesterday, then today I will make up for the [mud and dirt].

Although I think this brain hole is too Mary Sue, the author just likes it very much, so he is cheeky and puts it up to share it with you

Goro Fujita walked slowly to his accommodation. The street lights are dim, and the eaves cast dark shadows on the road.

Cheongwon Snow Leaf ...... Are you not coming back?

Suddenly, there was a stumbling sound of footsteps behind him. It was accompanied by the shouts of someone who was clearly drunk, interrupting his thoughts.

"Hey——! Yamaguchi! Yamaguchi, why are you in such a hurry to go back - let's find a good place to play-"

Goro Fujita: "......"

Hearing that it was one of the comrades-in-arms who had attended the gathering of his comrades-in-arms at Aizu tonight, he reluctantly stood and turned around.

Sure enough, I saw Yamakawa Daizo smiling bitterly, holding a guy who was already drunk, and slowly catching up from behind.

Walking up to Goro Fujita, the wry smile on Yamakawa's face was about to turn into a mask that was about to peel off. He said helplessly: "...... This guy must shout to go to Yoshiwara once...... What is it that so far I have achieved nothing in my life, I have no wife and no children, and I can only spend all my money in this kind of nothingness and so on...... I can't stop it, it's-"

Fujita Goro was silent for a moment, and said quietly, "...... Where did you get so much money to go to Yoshiwara?"

Yamakawa paused.

Then the expression on his face changed strangely, as if the layer of bitter smile suddenly peeled off and turned into a real gloom.

Still holding the drunk, who had begun to sing loudly, he whispered, "...... I heard that it was an incurable disease. ”

Fujita Goro was stunned for a moment. “...... What disease?"

Yamakawa's gaze seemed to flicker in the darkness. Fujita Gorou didn't know why his eyes turned into one that looked at him with something like sympathy and powerless apology.

“...... Cough. Shan Chuan finally said.

Goro Fujita: ?!

“...... Ah, that's why I didn't want to call you in the first place. After a short silence, Yamakawa laughed dryly twice as if he couldn't stand it.

"You ...... Okita-kun, too, has such a disease. He said.

Goro Fujita: "......"

"Director-General...... ? He slowly spat out the familiar name, but didn't say much.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked in the other direction.

Shan Chuan was stunned. "Hey...... where are you going?"

Fujita Goro did not stop, and replied without looking back, "Aren't you going to Yoshiwara?" ”

Shan Chuan was stunned for a moment, and a wry smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.

“...... I can't help you guys. He said as if to himself, picking up the drunkard, who had already broken his singing and coughing, and chased after him.

The streets outside are dimly lit and almost silent, but at night Yoshiwara is bustling with activity and bright lights.

Passing through the wooden arched gates, the streets are lined with shops full of lanterns.

Shan Chuan randomly chose a You Guo with a "Zhenhailou" sign hanging at the door of the house, and carried the drunk man named Iwasaki into the door.

Actually, Iwasaki didn't seem to be that drunk, but because he saw his old comrades-in-arms in Aizu today, and he felt pain and disappointment because he was terminally ill, he pretended to be ten points with three points of alcohol, and he used the excuse of drunkenness to say something that he had buried in his heart for many years, and by the way, he indulged himself to do something crazy.

...... For example, I took two people who I respected very much when I was in Aizu to go shopping in the flower street or something.

Although Jiro Yamaguchi ...... No, Goro Fujita doesn't look like a well-known Flower Street regular, but he is surprisingly able to give people a sense of peace of mind and trust. Even in a place like Flower Street, if something bad happens to you, this person will stop you or make a good scene.

At the last moment of your life, you should leave behind the things that bind you and do something that seems unproductive in the eyes of others...... It doesn't matter, does it?!

At least, Yamakawa Daizo and Fujita Goro are the types that make him feel that even if he does, he won't be despised by the two of them. Although his life passed without success...... These two people will understand their feelings at the moment.

Iwasaki thought so, and then- he was really drunk.

When he began to sing the songs of his hometown with the help of the professional and experienced wandering girl, Fujita Goro stood up.

He said to the mountains and rivers, "I'll go out to breathe," and then opened the shoji door and walked out.

Yamakawa shook his head helplessly, speculating that perhaps because of Iwasaki's appearance, he felt depressed when he thought of the famous companion of the Shinsengumi, Soji Okita. However, Iwasaki was drunk like this and couldn't let it go, so Yamakawa could only stay in the room and drink with Iwasaki, listening to the geisha playing the shamisen next to him.

Goro Fujita walked under the porch that was slightly darker than in the room. Since he had drunk some wine just now, and he hadn't deliberately raised all his vigilance, his steps sounded a little sluggish at the moment.

He walked through a row of rooms. This room is not the best place for business, and some rooms are still darkened and there are no tourists.

Walking along the wooden corridor, apart from the sound of his own footsteps, there is the sound of geisha playing the shamisen and singing from an unknown room.

"Meet, go, meet. Crying, laughing, laughing and laughing are gone. At the end of the wild wind and the autumn wind, a period of parting. ”

Goro Fujita couldn't help but stop around the corner.

"One session and one meeting...... ? He repeated it in a low voice.

He couldn't help but have a faint wry smile on his face.

The next moment, the wry smile on his face suddenly froze at the corner of his lips!

Because at that corner, a few paces in front of him, there was a sudden sound of thumping footsteps. The next moment, a figure popped out of there!

The kimono draped over the figure seemed to be open—for he (or she?) ran like a bluebird in flight, with wide sleeves and open hems that stretched backwards as he ran, drawing a smooth and graceful arc like a bird flapping its wings.

When the figure ran out, it seemed that he subconsciously paused because the corner of his eye swept his existence, but after a while, the person suddenly changed the direction of the wild run and rushed towards him instead!

Goro Fujita: ?!

The figure was rushing so fast that he had barely had time to take a step back and avoid the other party, when the figure had already rushed in front of him!

Although he didn't bring a knife, Goro Fujita reacted with lightning speed. He raised his right arm, his elbow intending to separate the man from his chest, and his left hand—

No, before he could make any movement with his left hand, he paused in astonishment.

Because his right arm had touched something—something soft.

Round, elastic, and soft objects, to be exact.

...... Is there anything I don't understand to this day?

Although Fujita Goro is usually silent, it does not mean that he is a fool with no knowledge in this regard. What's more, he wasn't completely unaware of that wonderful, soft and elastic texture - he was someone who had also had kissing experience, and besides, in those moments, the woman was so close that her body was almost close to him - he wasn't stupid, he couldn't feel anything, right?!

His head exploded with a thud.

Although his sanity was not completely shattered, he was still working tenaciously in a mess of minds, reminding him to discern who the woman who had suddenly bumped into him was, what she was going to do, and why she was running wild on Yoshiwara Yukaku's corridor, but—

The woman didn't give him any room to interrogate calmly or deal with the situation.

Although it was an unfortunate coincidence that his elbow hit her chest at first, she didn't seem to be affected by it at all, and after a low sigh, she reacted almost immediately, and instead of retreating, she wrapped her arms around his body, and pushed his body back several steps with an aura that was not at all like that of a woman—and strength—until his back slammed into the half-open and half-closed shoji door of a nearby room.

Goro Fujita: !!

The subtle pain in his back seemed to wash away his embarrassment and clear his chaotic mind for a moment. He immediately raised his hand to grab the other man's shoulders and push the other away, but the moment his hand touched the other's shoulder, the woman who had always lowered her face and muffled her head and pushed him back with all her breath suddenly exerted force again, grabbed his waist and forcibly pushed his body around in a half circle, stumbled through the gap in the middle of the shoji door and retreated into the dark room, and—

He actually lowered his head and slammed his head into his chest!

Fujita Goro was already a little unstable because of this series of situations, and he was in Yoshiwara's Yukaku, and he was no longer in the dangerous situation of making enemies everywhere and needing to tense his nerves all the time as the Shinsengumi, so he didn't react immediately at first. But just as he was about to gain his weight, the figure struck the next blow - the head-to-chest blow made him unable to hold his center of gravity any longer, and he staggered back two steps, and fell on his back on the tatami mat with a thud.

Goro Fujita: !!

This kind of situation of being attacked and completely losing the initiative is extremely rare for him, and it is almost similar to a collapse character. But who would have thought that in such a peaceful time, there would still be such a surprise attack in Yoshihara's Yuguo?

Fujita's face turned red in an instant because of his mistake and the woman's repeated attacks. He immediately propped his upper body on the tatami mat with his elbows, turned over and tried to sit up—

The next moment the woman stepped over him with her leg raised, sat on his waist, and just restrained him from all his movements.

Goro Fujita: !?

His eyes widened, and he tried to see in the darkness against the light what woman dared to be so bold—even in Yoshiwara's Yukaku, it was not common for a wandering girl to casually do such a thing to a guest who was not her own, and yet the woman's entire face was almost hidden in the darkness, except for the moonlight that came in through the crack in the half-open shoji door behind her, casting a silvery-white halo on her slightly sideways, beautifully curved jaw.

She quickly took off her dark kimono, which she was wearing, and then turned it upside down, turning the side of the lining outward, and quickly clumping it up and throwing it to the corner.

Then she reached out and tore off the hairpins and ornaments she had put on her own hairpins and ornaments with a few strokes, and threw them into the corner as she likewise, then pulled off the collar of her long shirt and leaned down towards him.

Goro Fujita felt like his blood was about to clot.