"Why...... Rakshasa ......?!!" he asked, foaming blood from his mouth.

He looked down at him as if he saw her pity, but the cold muzzle of the gun on his forehead never moved for a moment.

"During the Battle of Hakodate, I deceived Mr. Hijikata, quietly dressed up as him, and rode in his place to Bentendaiba. She replied quietly, a sneer on her lips.

"Later generations seem to be right, not long after I closed the door of Guò Yimu...... Bullets came from behind. ...... Later, I was seriously injured and dying, and it was he who arrived in time and took out the last bottle of water that Mr. Shannan had left......"

His eyes widened for a moment. Then, for some reason, I suddenly wanted to laugh again.

"It's earthwork...... Persecuting you...... Drank it...... Turning like water?!" he laughed, suddenly choking.

"Or ...... Shannan...... Stay?!"

He suddenly felt a lucid clearing in his mind. It seems that the pain in my chest is not so much anymore.

The words "back to light" suddenly came into his mind. He curled his eyes and smiled slightly.

"How's ......? The man you love...... Forcing you to become a rakshasa...... Hahaha...... You are now able to understand...... Shannan's pain, right?" He said breathlessly, and began to feel that the plot that happened to her was ten times more bloody than the script he made up himself.

"See ...... with your own eyes Shannan...... Gone in smoke, feeling ...... Isn't it comfortable?" he actually began to greet her feelings, which was really unprecedented.

"I think...... The man...... I like it...... Yours......" he continued, intending not to make her feel better at the last moment.

"By the way, you still put ...... That Akari...... The cannon fodder has dropped too......" he smiled sarcastically.

"As a ...... The tragic ...... of his life Witness...... You can still get his likes...... It should be said that Shannan is a ...... Are you too weak and useless......?!"

Sure enough, he saw her brow furrow deeply, and the hateful calmness on her face disappeared.

It's not that villains always die from words. The ghost beast Nissan has been talking so much, why is he still holding a breath. Could it be that this chaotic and crumbling world has given him a little extra perk as a traverser!?

"Mr. Shannan is a gentle and courageous man, and my admiration for him will never be lost. Liu Quan replied coldly, as if he hesitated, but still said the following words.

"Mr. Shannan did not weakly succumb to the madness of the rakshasa until the end...... I'm glad he's a man I admire, always has been, always will ......"

He seemed to choke on saliva and blood in his mouth for a moment, and for a moment he froze, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

"This ...... It's ......! It's so unexpected...... I really want to...... Look at the look on Hijikata's face......!"

He said as if out of breath.

In the face of his ridicule, she replied expressionlessly, "...... Maybe he knows this in his heart, maybe he can. ”

After all, he was also present at the scene of Shannan's sacrifice, and he was also a witness to it.

She once desperately wanted to undo his tragedy out of admiration and sympathy for Shannan, or he used to spend a little more patience with the gentle and weak little Chizuru to care for and protect him...... Even in Shimahara, he abandoned her and left with Chizuru first;

Life is so long, isn't it important that at the end of life, who is by your side, and who is expected to stay by your side?

The beautiful scenery on the road, the gentle moments that faded in the old time, are like yellowed old photos, which can be properly cherished and stored in the bottom of the heart or in the photo album, as memories of the passage of time, right?

“...... Also, I drank the water of my own free will. Because I still want to live with Mr. Hijikata. I am therefore grateful to Mr. Yamanan, who left it so that I could have another chance to live, and Mr. Hijikata, who gave it to me even if I had to bear painful self-blame and sad sins. She continued, her tone calm and steady.

"Hah...... Hahh......"

He gasped for breath as waves of blood poured up and blocked his throat, and he struggled to hiss.

Hearing her answer, he wanted to laugh.

"They...... Aren't they ghosts......!!If you're ...... If you come from the same background as me...... Should...... Know ......!"

He struggled to say the last word.

"Sakura...... Ghost ......!"

He saw her stunned slightly, and then laughed slowly. That expression is the expression of an insider, who has already clearly hidden everything in his heart, but just pretends not to know.

"Whether they are ghosts or people, they all have the best things in the world—"

Her face was crisscrossed with scars and blood, and she looked really ugly. But the smile on her lips, the one that shone beneath the blood, was gentle and beautiful.

"That's emotions and beliefs. That's enough - that's why their ideals and aspirations can infect others, but yours cannot. She smiled softly, and her unrelenting words stabbed him in his heart, which was already beating slowly.

He looked at her with wide eyes in amazement. It seemed that after a long time, his whole body suddenly relaxed, and he suddenly felt that his body had become very weak, as if he was about to become no longer his own.

"Ha, hahahahaha-"

He felt like he was laughing out loud. But the woman in front of him with the muzzle of the gun against his forehead continued to press the gun against his head without moving.

"Emotion, and faith—?!" he laughed, repeating the key words she had given him for defeat and the victory of the ancients.

Clearly...... Obviously, it was the ancients who failed to ......! Just like in history...... Isamu Kondo died, Keisuke Yamanan died, and Heisuke Fujido died...... Also, there are other handsome guys, although I don't know if they are dead or alive, but they ...... Death isn't far off, right......

He chuckled softly.

"Both...... It's all about this...... That guy is still ...... I chose you......" His gaze drifted away, and in the haze he saw a man covered in blood and holding a knife walking towards him.

The knife...... It's "Izumi Morikanse......

"It's me...... Underestimated...... These ancients ...... I didn't expect ...... They're ...... better than I am Much more persistent...... I understand a lot......"

The plan to use the secret of her background and the fact that she didn't do her best to rescue Kondo in the first place to blackmail her or Hijikata or attack her or Hijikata was a complete failure.

Although she was hit hard by the truth he confided, she still had the determination to fight him to the end. Moreover, although the man heard the truth that the woman he loved had deceived him countless times from beginning to end, it seemed to ...... Not as shaken as he thought.

He chose to believe what his eyes had seen.

He said that he was born as a farmer, and that he would never have been able to become a samurai without his own hands. But now he's a samurai.

He also said that no matter what kind of aristocratic daughter she came from, whether she was trained to die, or what kind of mission she accepted to come to the Shinsengumi...... Like his original situation, his background is something he can't choose, but if she hadn't worked hard with her own hands, no one would have admired, trusted, and relied on her so deeply as she does today.

In the Shinsengumi, there are a lot of people who come and go. It's not that there are no more glorious origins, but only annoying people.

He also cited Kotaro Ito as an example.

He said that compared to those people, whether it is Kiyohara Yukiya or Kiyohara Yukiye, they are all trustworthy, worthy of care, and the best companions.

...... This is also because she took out her real emotions and hearts to exchange, right?!

He laughed and choked violently.

"Ahem, ahem, ......"

The man holding the "Izumi Shoukanse" finally walked up to him, squatted down as well, and stared at him quietly.

"Earthwork...... Three years ......"

He struggled and uttered the name one last time.

"Unexpectedly...... More ...... than you Early death...... Is...... I don't want to ......," he laughed, and a large amount of blood foamed from his mouth.

Her eyes flashed, and she suddenly turned her face sideways to glance at the earthwork that was crouching on the other side of Kujo Daoqing's body.

He was covered in blood, just as he had been after every fierce battle.

It's the same this time...... Lying on the ground were the enemies he faced. The last person who stood up to the end was still him.

After knowing the ugly, twisted, and embarrassing truth, although he said in front of this ghost beast Nissan, "Hey, Hijikata Suizo of the Shinsengumi is not that kind of person", "We only believe what we have witnessed", "No matter what name she is called, she is the most trustworthy and reliable companion", but she has no confidence at all, and after finishing the matter of Kujo Daoqing today, after walking out of here, will he still look back at her again.

...... How many times has she violated the law in the game...... If the Shinsengumi still have zài, then she won't be able to apologize for her seppuku......

The endless lies, one after the other, weaved into a big net that bound her tightly.

How do you survive next......

Like what I said before I drank the water, ......?

[If one day, Mr. Hijikata-san feels that he can't face me because he sees me turn into a rakshasa...... Then I will not despise this life that Mr. Tsujikata has continued for me. I can leave, and I can live seriously wherever I go. 】

It must be like this.