There was an inexplicable familiarity to that tone, and not many people would call him "Saito Chief" a name that had been lost to time for a decade. He almost blurted out the motive of the young man calling him like this, but the next moment, the young man in front of him was already grinning, his expression was generous and calm, and he didn't feel empty at all.

"I'm sorry, I just heard Mr. Inono call you that. I see you seem to be quite happy to hear that...... So I thought, this must be a good name. He said.

"I'm sorry to call you that, but I think you're a good fit—"

Goro Fujita: "......"

He was almost caught up in this young man's words. He was silent for a moment, coughed lightly, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and did not comment or react to the title "Captain Saito", but asked:

"And what shall I call you?"

He looked at the young man with a sharp inquiry and scrutiny in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through the gentle, harmless and ordinary appearance, and see through the hidden and unknown side of the young man.

But the young man didn't seem to have any flaws at all. His smile and attitude didn't change in the slightest.

"Saburo. The young man replied in a nonchalant tone.

"My name is Saburo. ”

After Goro Fujita left, the young man who called himself "Saburo" continued to find supplies for Tadashi Inono to receive. Eventually, he dragged a wooden box out of the deepest part of the pile, and with a loud bang, he lifted it up to the top of the wooden boxes at Inono's feet, and took out the list that Inono had brought with him from his pocket and checked it one by one.

"Bullets...... Step .gun...... Uniform...... Well, this time it should be fine...... he said as if to himself.

Inono watched Saburo sweat oozing from the corners of his forehead, Thinking about it carefully, it was himself first, and then Saito, the leader of the group, which really caused him a lot of trouble, so he accosted him a little apologetically: "It's really enough to see this time......

Saburo continued to check the items, and casually replied, "Well...... It's okay...... there's no way to do it, ...... recent battles."

Inono wanted to say something more, but he led the remnants of his team to fight hard in Taharazaka for several days and nights, and he didn't know how long he hadn't eaten properly, and then he retreated from the battlefield and hurried here before stopping, and then he arranged for the wounded to seek medical treatment, reported to his superiors, and adopted supplies according to the list, and so on, so that he was so busy that he forgot that his stomach was already empty. At this moment, his stomach made a protest sound, which immediately made him blush.

In normal times, he wouldn't feel any better. But now after all, he is here in the team headquarters, and he is facing people who are not familiar with him, so he feels a little more embarrassed for no reason.

However, Saburo looked very indifferent, perhaps he had seen too much of this kind of guy who had "just retired from the battlefield and came hungry to receive supplies", so he raised his eyes very calmly and glanced at Inono's stomach, thought about it, and actually took out a small oiled paper bag from his pocket and handed it to Inono.

Inono subconsciously thanked him and then took it and opened it, only to find that it was a piece of dim sum that had been pressed so hard that he couldn't see what it looked like, and only the appearance was still in place.

He hesitated, but didn't move.

San Lang noticed his hesitation, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said lightly: "Don't worry, you can eat it." I'm also a bit of a way...... But if you leave it for now, don't be too demanding about the appearance. ”

Inono was embarrassed again, felt that his hesitation was a bit rude, hurriedly apologized, stared at the piece of dim sum in the oilpaper bag that could only barely be seen to be white, opened his mouth and swallowed it whole, scribbled a few times and swallowed it, choking so much that he almost vomited again.

Maybe it was really funny that he looked funny, Saburo looked at him again, and then the corners of his lips curled, and a little smile appeared on his face.

Inono thought that he could only fight and kill, and he was not a particular person, but for some reason, the smile on the young man's face at this moment made him feel embarrassed for some reason, as if he was showing timidity in front of a real person who was particular - he hurriedly defended: "It's not that I haven't entered a really good store before...... But where can I take care of so much now, hehe, hehe......"

His words seemed to touch Saburo, and he saw that the smile on the face in front of him seemed to fade, and then, Saburo put down the list and tilted his lips at him with a strange smile.

"yes. …… Judging by the way you look, you must have done great things before......" he said, as if in a daze.

Although he said something similar to a compliment, there was not much reverence in his eyes - that kind of attitude, what he wanted Inono to say, felt like ...... A long, long time ago, the way the leader of the Ichiban group of Okita spoke to them, although the words sounded good, but the attitude was a bit perfunctory, probably because the extraordinary swordsmanship of the team leader Okita was really not on the same level as everyone, so he spoke naturally with a somewhat detached attitude-

In front of this young man who seemed to be significantly younger than himself, Inono subconsciously stood up straight, took out the attitude of preoccupying himself on the leader of Okita before, considered his words, and replied, "Ah...... That's all in the past. But back then, it was really enough to go to a few good stores......"

"Really?" Saburo seemed to have finally checked the list, folded the list in half and put it on the top wooden box, patted the list with his palm, raised his head and said with a smile: "The Shinsengumi were quite willing to pay a salary back then, right?"

Inono: !!

The term "Shinsengumi" that had not been mentioned for a long time suddenly appeared in the air, and his first instinct was to take a step backwards, almost reaching his waist - and then finding that it was empty. His own saber had already been cut on Tahara Saka, and he was completely lost in the Great War.

Saburo's attitude was very normal, and after seeing his knee-jerk reaction like a swordsman, he just raised his eyebrows.

"What's the matter? I can't guess who the man who is also known as 'a wolf on the streets of Kyoto' and 'Saito Chief' is. He said in a nonchalant tone, as if the inference was a matter of course and should be made at once by everyone.

"Even His Majesty has already pardoned the Shinsengumi, what are you worried about?"

Saburo's unusually bright dark eyes slid across Inono's face.

"Aren't you and him working for Your Majesty now? He calmly continued.

"...... 'Shinsengumi' is no longer a name to be avoided. He paused, his tone becoming meaningful.

"Maybe a lot of people don't quite understand it now...... However, no matter how you say it, the current 'enemies' are those Satsuma. There was a faint smile in his final note.

"It's not the 'Shinsengumi' of the year. So, you can face this with dignity. ”

Inono: !?

"Besides, 'Shinsengumi' is synonymous with superb swordsmanship...... Fighting with those Satsuma people on Tahara Saka, maybe they are waiting for such a savior to reinforce them. Saburo added slowly.

Inono was stunned for a moment, then slowly curled the corners of his lips and smiled.

“…… Maybe that's really the case. He whispered.

The young man in front of him was almost completely different in terms of age and so on—he looked too young, not at all like one of the "Mibu wolves" who had been able to roam the streets of Kyoto ten years ago, and his face was somewhat unfamiliar to Tadashi Inono - however, the faint familiarity in his body, attitude, and words grew stronger and stronger.

He seemed to have recognized Saito Ichi, the former leader of the Shinsengumi's former third group—that is, Fujita Gorou just now—but he concealed it so well, without the slightest hint of surprise or nervousness; after Fujita Goro left, when he mentioned Saitoichi, his attitude was too calm and too quiet, as if it were a calm deep pool, with turbulent currents and whirlpools brewing beneath the surface, but all of them were obscured by the depth of tranquility on the surface.

However, what do those care?

It's been ten years since the Shinsengumi disappeared from this world. Those companions, enemies, friends, adversaries...... The past that crisscrossed the streets and alleys of Kyoto, now thinking about it, is as faint as the face of the young woman he left in the small house in Kyoto, which he thought would be memorable, but now he thinks about it, it seems that it is not clear, as if it is shrouded in a layer of mist.

He left Kyoto with the Shinsengumi and never saw the woman again. She was a waitress in a teahouse, and she used to make promises, but not long after she got married, the man died short-lived, so for the sake of livelihood, she came out to work again, and it didn't take long to meet him. He rented a small house from a town, and it could not be said that he and she became husband and wife, at most it was only a dew marriage—but in any case, they lived there until they left Kyoto.

At that time, he was still called Kumebe Masakin, and he had forgotten many details about the place, but he still remembered the strange thing about coming out of that house and looking up, he could see the pagoda of Todaiji Temple in the distance.

At that time, he also invited Team Leader Saito to his room for dinner. Of course, it was just a casual promise when he was bored on the way to work, but he remembered that Team Leader Saito thought about it seriously with a serious face, and then agreed.

For the next few days, he was so busy that he struggled with how to entertain Saito, and finally decided to go to the butcher's shop in the market, known as the "Yokai House", to secretly "buy medicine" - in fact, to buy meat, and according to the regulations of the shogunate at that time, all four-legged animals were not allowed to eat, so everyone had to secretly buy them and cook them at home - come back.

As a result, on the day of the treat, when they returned to the cantonment after patrolling, as soon as they entered the door, they saw that the deputy commander who was usually in their minds, Yu Weihehe, was standing in the courtyard with an angry face - next to him, a lively Ping team soldier who happened to sneak over from the root of the wall, Xiao Lin frowned and whispered to everyone that it was the leader of the Ichiban group Okita and Kiyohara in their team didn't know what they were doing, which made the deputy chief angry- So his invitation was unfortunately exposed: the deputy chief asked why the head of the Saito group went out with him, and the head of the Saito group honestly admitted that he was invited to go out to his house for dinner today;

What happened in the end?

He retracted his thoughts and squeezed out a smile at the young man in front of him.

"Thank you for your hospitality. He neatly folded the sheet of oiled paper in which the snack had been wrapped, put it in his pocket, and decided to end the conversation.

"Next time, if I have the life to come back, I'll invite you to drink again...... Even if it's a thank you for taking care of it today. Thanks to your care today, you have given me a snack to eat...... If you like this kind of snack, I will treat you to it again when I have the opportunity in the future, and I will repay you for your kindness today......"

Saburo listened to him stumble and stumble into polite words that were not fluent, and the more he listened, the more surprised he became, and his face showed a bit of amusement and amusement; finally, when Inono felt that he didn't know what to continue to say, Saburo suddenly shook his head calmly and smiled slightly.

"No, you don't have to give me any snacks in return. He said mildly.

For some reason, when he said this, the sense of polite alienation that Saburo originally had disappeared. His whole person seemed extraordinarily calm and gentle, as if the topic was pleasant.

Inono was a little surprised, but he was politely declined in return, which still made people feel a little embarrassed and incomprehensible. He lowered his head and moved the wooden boxes, moving the heavy ones, regretting that he hadn't called two more people to help—but there weren't a few people left in their squad after the war who could come and carry the boxes—and in order to get rid of the cramped feeling, he casually asked, "Don't you like that kind of snack?" Then I can give you something else in return...... What do you like to eat?"

He's not a fool either. Their wing suffered heavy casualties, and this young man named Saburo found all the materials he needed without any discount, and the speed was fast and good, which gave him a little affection;

With a single force, he lifted a wooden box onto his shoulder. Just between getting up, he seemed to see a smile of emotion on San Lang's face.

Then he heard Saburo say, "It's a bit unusual, though...... However, I used to receive a large number of cherry blossoms from others. ”

He paused and added.

“…… I like it. ”

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July 31:

I'm sorry, I feel like the deputy chief will be online right away, hhh

Everyone, don't be impatient.

Next update: 0:00 tomorrow.

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