When his name was called out of this person's mouth, Fujita Goro couldn't help but shake slightly. His handsome face was already full of wavering, and there was a clear fluctuation in his voice.

“...... Snow Leaf, Jun ......?!" he called out the name in an extremely incredulous tone.

This, in how many nights of tossing and turning and unable to sleep, appeared in his heart, and he was called by his name countless times in his heart.

"You...... Why...... Are you a rakshasa?!" His voice was incoherent.

Kiyohara Yukiba, who appeared in front of him in a rakshasa posture, slightly curled the corners of his lips, and his gaze slanted downward, casting a contemptuous glance at the corpse on the ground.

"Ahh They're also rakshasas. She said in an understated tone, "I was the one who killed them." ”

"Why, why ......?!" Fujita Goro felt that his voice was all broken, and he couldn't put together a complete sentence. He stared at her in disbelief and disbelief, and although the sword in his hand was still firmly standing, only he knew what a fierce and monstrous wave had set off in his heart.

...... No, maybe she knows it in front of her.

Because she smiled slightly, and there seemed to be a layer of apology and pity in her eyes as she looked at him.

"Because they are the real killers of the nighttime serial killings. And I'm here to put an end to them. ”

"We can't let more innocent people suffer...... That's what I thought. ”

Fujita Goro unconsciously let out a "ha-" sound from his throat, like a sigh of extreme surprise.

Saito, the Shinsengumi, has never been a reckless man. He has a calm personality and knows how to think. Even after a brief moment of confusion in his brain by the shocking fact that Kiyohara Yukiha is actually a rakshasa, he quickly regained his iron-like composure on the surface, and found clues to his reasoning in her few words.

"So...... On the night we reunited, you held the blood-dripping knife because...... You just slew the Rakshasa who is doing evil?" he asked in a tone of surprise and surprise.

He saw Kiyohara Yukiha press her left hand on the lower part of her right shoulder—even though she was wearing dark clothes, he could faintly see by the moonlight that the fabric in that place seemed to be darker than the others. Then, without warning, her hair and pupils returned to their normal colors in front of him.

"That's smart, Yijun. She replied with a smile.

Goro Fujita: "......"

Ah, isn't it the same as before?

It was always difficult for him to guess what she meant, but she would deliberately leave him some clues to help him think, and when he finally guessed the correct answer, she would look at him with a smile on her face, her eyes shining, and say in a praising tone: Yijun is so smart.

Goro Fujita is almost black.

He said to himself, "So what the hell are you doing...... Do you treat me like a child......"

He heard Kiyohara Yukiha snort and laughed.

Then she walked up to him without warning, ignoring the fact that he still had a knife in his hand, and walked past the sharp blade to his side. He noticed a gentle smile in her eyes as she looked at her, and the moonlight seemed to fall into her pupils, and bright points of light danced in the depths.

"How can Yijun be a child. Her soft voice rang in his ears.

"I've never seen a child with such good swordsmanship. She pursed her lips and smiled.

She stood so close to him again, as if she didn't care at all about the relationship between the two of them who were still chasing and being hunted just now.

Fujita Gorou wanted to curl the corners of his lips for some reason, and he wanted to sigh for some reason.

He had no choice but to maintain this embarrassed expression of wanting to laugh or not, and withdrew his sword. As the knife was sheathed, the expression on his face changed to the seriousness she was familiar with.

"Don't deliberately ignore my problems. He said, "I want to know, why did you become a rakshasa?! When did you become a rakshasa and from whom did you get the ......?"

The shadow of the moon gradually slanted westward, past the eaves of the roadside, and seemed to fall to the other side of the sky.

The faint smile on Kiyohara Yukiha's face, which seemed to be too flat, slowly disappeared.

"What a problem," she shook her head slightly, as if it really bothered her.

"Do you think that if you say that, Yijun will forget about it?"

Fujita Gorou didn't notice that his brows were slowly wrinkling.

He thought that he already had a certain understanding of Qingyuan Yukiye. Whenever she talked about him like that, it must have meant that what she was about to say was a terrible fact.

"It's impossible for me to forget. He said earnestly in an unusually serious tone, lowering his eyebrows and staring directly at her in front of him.

"I want to know under what circumstances you would choose to become a rakshasa...... I want to know who gave you the change, because even if you were the acting leader of the Ichiban group at the time, you couldn't get that, unless—"

Before he finished his words, he heard Qingyuan Yukiye suddenly sigh.

"The truth is often embarrassing...... Do you want to know even then, Ichi-kun?"

Her questioning was frighteningly blunt. For some reason, Fujita Gorou felt his heart pound suddenly.

“...... Yes. He replied word by word, feeling his heart lose its normal beating speed more and more, and began to beat in a mess, making him feel difficult to breathe.

Kiyohara Yukiha lowered his gaze slightly, avoiding his gaze and smiling lightly.

"I became a rakshasa in the last battle of Hakodate. ”

For the first time since their reunion, she mentioned the secretive "Last Battle".

In that battle, it is said that the deputy chief died because of this, and the Shinsengumi were unable to prevent the complete defeat of the shogunate army after defending Bentendaiba until the end, so Soma had to temporarily serve as the last director of the Shinsengumi, and led the surviving members to surrender along with the shogunate.

However, no matter how much news came out about that battle, no one knew the whereabouts of the acting leader of the Shinsengumi Ichiban Gumi. No one even knows for sure whether the Ichiban group leader, Yuki Kiyohara, will eventually play in Bentendaiba.

Now, the facts that no one knows are in front of his eyes. Fujita Goro felt a palpitation, and even his breathing tightened a little. He held his breath and exhaled slowly, hearing his own voice come a little distant, as if it were a little unreal through a veil.

“...... And then what?!"

Kiyohara Yukiha glanced at him as if it was a little strange, and then turned her gaze away again, looking at the facades of the houses on both sides of the alley.

"I was badly wounded in the heat of battle......" she said in a peculiar, stiff tone, every word unaccumulated, like a mechanical puppet.

"At the moment when his life was hanging by a thread, the deputy chief gave me his bottle of water. ”

This is the first time since their reunion that Goro Fujita has heard her take the initiative to mention the deputy chief on the day of the martyrdom.

His heart skipped a beat.

He noticed that the corners of her lips suddenly lifted slightly, and the smile was very subtle, as if she were silently saying, "I knew that at the mention of the deputy chief, you would have an excited expression of extra concern."

Then, she said neatly: "Who gave it to him from the deputy chief, I think you know, right?"

Fujita Goro sighed unconsciously.

"Mr. Shannan......" he muttered.

Kiyohara Yukiha cast another meaningless glance at him, and then looked away again.

As she recounted all this, she seemed to try to avoid direct contact with his gaze, always looking somewhere else, and her voice was a little too calm and cold.

"Mr. Yamanan, together with Hehesuke, in Sendai Castle...... In order to destroy all the rakshasas known at that time, he did his best. And finally, because of the exhaustion of power—"

Her voice choked suddenly. It seemed as if she had been silent for a long time before she continued.

"So, I'm going to wipe out these rakshasas that have been created again. She said word by word, and her tone seemed to contain an indomitable determination.

"That's what Mr. Shannan wants. ...... I, even if I fight for this life, will do it for him. ”

"It doesn't matter what you're misunderstood...... I just want to prove that even after becoming a rakshasa, I can continue to do things for my former companions. ”

At that moment, she suddenly turned her head, and her excessively bright eyes fell on his face, and there was an incomprehensible determination in that gaze, which seemed to have a burning heat, which made Fujita Goro can't help but let out a "uh" sound.

"Ah......" He didn't seem to know what to say for a while, lowered his head and thought for a long time, but said something that made people regret a little as soon as he finished speaking.

"So...... The deputy chief is because he gave you his own transformation like water, so he ...... himself?"

Before he finished asking the question, he felt Kiyohara Yukiha's gaze turn cold, and it became extremely sharp in an instant, as if a blade was scraping his face.

He let out another dumbfounded "uh" and then closed his mouth in hindsight, a look of confusion on his face.

He was mentally prepared to meet her anger, but that anger did not come.

Qingyuan Yukiha just tilted his head slightly to look at him for a while, and then smiled.

"Yijun, he's really a sous chef through and through. She said.

The look of confusion on Goro Fujita's face deepened.

"Deputy Chief...... What does that mean?"

However, she did not answer this question as patiently as before.

"Well, you can just let it be. Her tone changed suddenly, and she became a little lighthearted.

"So, what are you going to do?" she suddenly threw him a more difficult question to answer.

Goro Fujita: "What...... What to do......

Kiyohara Yukiha smiled. However, the smile did not reach her eyes.

"You know now. It was I who took away the deputy chief's change of water and survived as a rakshasa secretly......"

She looked directly into his face, and her expression suddenly became extremely serious.

"So, what are you going to do, Ichi-kun, arrest me as the culprit who killed the deputy chief? or ...... Arrest me as a suspect in a series of killings during the night?"

Goro Fujita: !!

The author has something to say: May 3:

Call...... It's finally over......

The author is already a wasted person.

The next update will be tentatively scheduled for around 11 p.m. tomorrow.

The author went to sleep [collapsed.]