Izumi Morikan and Se ""

He was silent for a moment.

For a while, he felt that the words of the Three Moons seemed to be very reasonable, but for a while, he remembered that a long time ago, in the fields of the Hakodate, the Three Moons Sects also had such a calm and calm expression, but they did not hesitate to knock him out, and did not adhere to their principle of being a sword to pay for the death of the gods to crusade against Kiyohara Yukiha, who intended to change history, but let her go

Immediately after that incident, he was brought back to Honmaru by a whirlpool of strange winds. But when he finally stabilized his body outside the main gate of Honmaru in a daze, he didn't see the figure of Mikazuki Sect.

And, for a long time after that, although the inquisitors who came and went after Honmaru came and went, and changed several times, the Three Moons still did not return.

In the end, the appearance of the Three Days Moon Sect was as abrupt and unexpectedly as his disappearance. He knocked on the door of Honmaru on a clear dusk at the height of the sunset.

Izumi Mamoru remembered that it was the little short knives of the Awataguchi family who happened to be playing in the courtyard at the time who ran out to open the door for the Mikazuki Sect. He happened to pass by the corridor by chance at that moment, and then he was surprised to see the Three Days Moon Sect still graceful and steady walking from the direction of the gate, and entered the courtyard.

At that time, he looked as if he had just gone out to Manya, and his appearance was not even messed up at all, and the only strange thing was that one of his sleeves was missing, and judging from the neat cut in the fabric, it looked as if it had been cut by something.

Izumi Morikaneji still remembers that he unconsciously stopped on the corridor and opened his mouth in amazement to stare at the man who walked slowly into the Honmaru courtyard with a calm attitude.

Then, as if he had noticed him, the man stopped in the middle of the courtyard and greeted him with a distant greeting, and even a kind smile on his face, which was perfect and no different from his usual, greeted him, "Oh, is Izumi Mori-kun here too?" ”

Izumi Morikan and Se ""

He didn't even know what to say to the Three Days Moon Sect for a while.

Angrily asking, "Why did you knock me out in Hakodate?" or "How did you throw me back here and stay out for so long?", or asking him bluntly, "What happened to Yukiba-kun, did she manage to change history and save Mr. Hijikata?" or "If she succeeded, what would history be like there?"

And the Three Days Moon Sect was standing in the middle of the courtyard, although the sleeve on one side was inexplicably missing, it did not affect his elegant bearing and graceful demeanor. He smiled at Izumi Mori as if nothing had been born in the past, but there was a little indescribable meaning in that smile, as if he had all the words he had to say to Izumi Mori Kane, but he had no intention of solving his doubts.

Just like it is now.

Izumi Mamoru has a stomach to say, and he has accumulated a stomach of anger, but he doesn't know how to vent it.

He knew that he might not be as intelligent and thoughtful as the Three Days Moon Sect, and he might not even be as knowledgeable as the Three Days Moon Sect's God Inquisitors. But even so, he was worried that her mood would not be lowered.

It's different from the mood that he is completely loyal to and admires Mr. Hijikata.,Maybe it's because he's also seen her side as a deputy chief.,So he subtly has a sense of equality with her in his heart.,And because of this kind of brain-dead attribute that he shares with her.,The more I feel close to her, it's not like the cold superior-subordinate relationship between the God Inquisitor and Fu Fushen.,It's more like a partner and friend who has been with her for a long time in the Shinsengumi.。

In the opinion of Izumi Moritaka, Mr. Hijikata's later appointment of Kiyohara Yukiha as the acting leader of the Ichiban group was really a wise order that could not be more appropriate.

In his mind, Kiyohara Yukiye is such a person.

She looked up to Mr. Hijikata and followed Mr. Hijikata as much as he did, believing that Mr. Hijikata's morality was the great righteousness of the world, but at the same time, because of Mr. Hijikata's treatment of her differently and her outstanding performance, she stood in a higher position in front of him, although she had not yet reached the height of Mr. Hijikata, but as Mr. Hijikata's right-hand man, Izumi Mamoru was sure to admit that she could lead the Ichiban group and lead herself.

Now, however, this fanatical follower of Mr. Hijikata is going to die as neatly as Mr. Hijikata back then. This is something that Izumi Mamoru does not want to face at all.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words to stop Kiyohara Yukiha, but Kiyohara Yukiha seemed to have lost patience with him, and simply turned to the big man named "Uno" and asked bluntly, "Since I am going to be severely punished, can I tell me what I want to do?"

Izumi is both determined

"Hey," he blurted out, "what—what's the last request—isn't this?"

Words. He would have liked to say the word. But the hand that was holding the back of his hand suddenly increased a little harder, almost pinching a few finger marks on his hand, and successfully prevented him from uttering that unlucky word.

Just as he paused so suddenly, the deputy director of Uno had already spoken.

"Oh," he said, with a hint of amusement in his tone, as if a giant spider were happily gazing at its dying prey that had fallen into a web, its hands and feet so wrapped in that it was no longer able to struggle for survival.

"Interesting. Let's talk about it, if it's not too much, it will satisfy you. He said magnanimously.

The Divine Inquisitor smiled when she heard this, and asked slightly, "Before that, can I ask a question, after I am executed, what will you do with these Fu Fu Gods who were deceived by me tonight?"

Izumi is both determined

Uno seemed a little surprised. His small eyes, squeezed by the fat on his face, quickly swept over the face of the young girl in front of him, and he could see her slightly pale complexion, which made him sure of one thing, that is, she was not as calm as she appeared, and perhaps she was also afraid of the coming end, so he squinted and laughed.

"Well, although we all seem to be the best at the moment, we are not short of resources and swordsmiths, right?" he replied leisurely, with a certain mercy from above.

"Although you say that you deceived them into coming here, it is also true that you have done the same great rebellious things as you. Broken knives, I'm afraid it's hard to avoid. ”

He slowly spat out the deadly word, and his tone was full of some malice and the pleasure of pronouncing the death penalty and controlling the fate of others. He stared at the young girl in front of him, as if he wanted to see a weak look or tears on her face.

He was a little disappointed, however, for she simply groaned and lowered her gaze slightly, as if she had not been indifferent to the cruel pronouncement, nor had she intended to challenge the orders of the government at the time.

This made him feel unhappy for a while. The pleasure of dictating the life and death of others has suddenly disappeared. He was desperate to regain that thrill that would make people feel extraordinarily satisfied, and he wondered what else he could do to kill her, and suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"If you don't want to see these stiff-headed, foolish swords die for you, jump from there. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the window at the end of the corridor not far away.

Although many very modern facilities were installed on the seventeenth and eighteenth floors, the interior decoration structure of the other floors looked like old houses from the Taisho and Showa eras, and the huge window at the end of the corridor seemed to be wooden-framed and inlaid with glass, and if it was opened, it would be about the size of a slender young girl to pass through.

After he finished talking about his whimsy, he saw her body tremble slightly.

He couldn't help but feel a pang of pride.

See, she's scared too, it's just that no one has been smart enough to pinpoint her point.

He smacked his lips triumphantly, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized that his sudden idea was wonderful.

She had just pointed out the gist of their plan, and if the Inquisitor had come out and died at some point in history, no one would have investigated whether the death had been accidental or premeditated.

But now she actually broke free from that dead situation and returned here safely.

This is a modern society, if you really want to execute a big living person, you will have to go to great lengths to cover it up, and the Parallel World Authority has been watching every move here, if they catch the handle, it will inevitably take a little more effort, and it may also be unrelentingly dragged to the higher-level bigwigs to compete for their power

But now, if she had been "cornered" and had jumped off the window on her own, but had accidentally fallen to her death, it would have been a complete accident, not a deliberate murder. Even if the Parallel World Authority wants to make trouble, it won't be able to grasp them.

What a perfect murder no, execution

The more he thought about it, the more proud he became, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Then he motioned to his men to point their guns at the young girl in front of him and force her to go to the window.

"How about it, Miss Kiyohara, if you jump out of the window over there, I can guarantee that you will be spared the punishment of the broken knives of the gods who participated in your crazy act tonight. He seduced her eloquently, though he had no intention of fulfilling such a false promise.

"Come to think of it, they are going to be crushed because of you, because of their blind loyalty to you, and your own unwise decisions, these famous swords will have to bear the heavy punishment that should not have befallen them, and if you are willing to jump from there, you can solve all this, and they can go back to that Honmaru in good health, waiting for the next inquisitor Miss Kiyohara, if you still have a little mercy on them, you should know what you are going to do, right?"

The young girl in front of her was silent. The air was dull and suffocating, and gradually it became substantial again, as if it were about to freeze.

Finally, she slowly raised her gaze and looked back at Uno.

"I'd rather have them accompany me for the last stretch of the road. She muttered under her breath, as if she were a little weak, and her eyes blinked, as if this was the only way to hold back the tears that had reached her sockets.

Uno "What"

He couldn't figure out what the young girl meant. But in the next second, he understood.

The young girl standing in front of him suddenly set her eyes on one of them.

"Kane-san, can you lend me your haori," she asked in an unusually gentle tone.

The handsome young man she called "Kanesang" was stunned for a moment, showing a bewildered expression on his face, but he still obediently took off the light green feather weave three times and two times, and threw it in front of her with his hand, which was really chic to ten points.

Before Uno could do anything, he saw the young girl stretch out one hand to intercept the haori in mid-air, and the other hand suddenly fluttered up.

She didn't seem to do anything, but there was a sudden whoosh in the air, as if something had been pulled out, and the next moment, there was a chaotic thud, like the crash of something made of metal falling and hitting the ground, and without warning, the mourning gods all turned back into their main knives in an instant.

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