She replied with a hint of impatience, shook the shoji door more open, and strode into the room, as if she didn't care if she would be in a more embarrassing or ambiguous situation by one of the five swords in the world, and walked straight to the table, and threw the half-wet towel in her hand on the table with a bang.

Speaking of which, there were only a few simple pieces of furniture in the Inquisitor's room, such as wardrobes and hangers—the tables and chairs on this side, and the small bookcases on the other, which she had added since she took over. Otherwise, the room will look too much like a room that only has a "sleeping" function.

Then, the inquisitor turned around, and did not approach the bedding, but leaned back on the table, clasped her hands over her chest, and stared at the three days and moons who were sitting on the bedding in a sitting position.

"Now, tell me what you're here for. She said.

"Is it because of what happened today at the Sanjo Bridge?"

As she said this, the corners of her lips turned up slightly, and there was a strange smile on her face that was incomprehensible.

The Three Days Moon Sect smiled slightly, but did not speak immediately.

The Goddess Judge seemed to be particularly impatient tonight, and she didn't have Yaxing who was playing dumb riddles with him slowly. She didn't get an immediate response from him, so she went straight to the question:

"Can't hold your breath, are you worried that I'll do it again?"

Under the candlelight of the night, the young woman in her bedgown was slender, half-leaning on the table, her hands clasped around her chest, her long half-wet hair draped diagonally over her shoulders and behind her, the damp ends of her hair soaking the fabric, so that the part of the light bedgown clinging to her skin, inexplicably a sharp, aggressive beauty.

Noticing that although he didn't speak, his eyes were still fixed on her, she blinked and smiled.

"Are you here to worry about whether I'm going to fall into the dark? …… Don't worry, I've already paid the price for this, so this time, even if it is shaken, I will get through it well. - After all, every time you see Ashikaga Yoshiteru, you don't waver enough to want to save him in the Eiroku Change, right?"

However, after listening to such eloquent and persuasive words, the five swords of the world did not simply smile out, and then left with peace of mind.

"Hahaha, of course not. He replied.

Then, with one hand on the ground, he stood up very naturally, and walked slowly to the inquisitor who was standing at the table, and did not stop until he reached her, and the two of them were now breathing audibly.

"I heard about you going out today, but you unexpectedly met the deputy head of the Shinsengumi...... I guess you're not just having fun right now. ”

Still using the leisurely tone of the angry man, Fu Fushen, the most handsome of the five swords in the world, said slowly.

Then, he stopped, leaned down slightly, took a closer look at her expression, and laughed.

"Hahaha, it's really an unhappy face. ”

He said.

"I really wanted to see what it was like at the time. He said in an understated tone. The light breeze was so light that it seemed to be saying "Ahhh

"If you witness it, will you stop me directly? ”

As if-for-tat, the female inquisitor also replied with a smile that was unceremonious.

“…… Ahahahaha, if you don't defend him, I think I might be able to pretend I didn't see it?" The five swords of the world paused slightly, and then replied to the female inquisitor with a smile in a high-minded and tolerant tone.

Female Inquisitor: "......"

She suddenly felt a little irritable.

"Well, I'll admit I'm a little sentimental. But that's about it...... Do you think I can do anything else? I know no one can save him......"

Originally, I wanted to tell a little bit of the truth and send away this difficult old man who wouldn't leave without hearing the whole truth. However, when the words came to her mouth, she found that the bad emotions that were not vomiting and unhappy and hidden deep in her heart surged up and squeezed all over her chest, as if it was unwillingly unpleasant if she didn't say it completely.

“…… I also know that maybe he doesn't want to be saved by someone else. All along, the goal he established in life was Kondo-kun. Without Kondo-kun and the 'Shido' they pursued and indulged in, it might not be what he wanted to let 'Hijikata Suizo' become an ordinary person, sell medicine, become a police officer or a civil servant, work for the new government, or do something else to earn a living, and spend his life in hard labor......"

These thoughts, which have been bothering me for a long time, finally have the opportunity to put into words and speak clearly.

"Everyone else was able to surrender after the defeat...... However, if he could, he would have given up a long time ago. However he did not ......"

“…… Because in his heart there is only the way of morality. ”

"There is only that indelible and irrevocable faith. ”

"After the Boshin War, such a court controlled by the chief is not a place where he can be loyal......"

She lowered her gaze. Then, the two long eyelashes that had shrunk down to cover her bright eyes trembled slightly.

"It's completely different from the ancestors of the sect, ......"

She said this sentence extremely vaguely, almost the tip of her tongue twisted slightly around her mouth, and the name was taken over for a moment.

…… What matters to Munakata Reiji is the well-being of the world. If he is loyal to anyone, it is that he is loyal to order, to peace, to something that can make the vast majority of people in this world laugh unconsciously and happily ever after.

However, what matters to Hijikata is Shido, faith, and Kondo-kun, who he pins these two important things in. He also protects the lives of innocent civilians out of his duty to maintain law and order in Kyoto, but more important than that is his inner loyalty, which points to the heart of the priesthood that has been built up over hundreds of years.

In other words, his way of worship was the goal that samurai had fought for and indulged in for hundreds of years. That target was His Majesty, a general, but by no means another hostile vassal of the court, and by no means a court that had been controlled by the enemy, and which seemed to him to have lost its righteousness and been made a mess.

She slowly curled the corners of her lips, revealing a bitter smile.

"Well...... Maybe that's the best ......."

The big men who survived the war ended up being sinners who took the road of usurping the interests of others and their land. And the so-called "higher goals" they are shouting about are nothing more than selfish and hypocritical rhetoric.

Only those who disappeared in Kyoto, in Aizu, and in Hakodate—those who had been her companions, who led those precious companions to bravely pursue their beliefs, could never have the possibility of getting worse, never embarked on the path of opposing her, and left only faith and nostalgia.

However, all this is said to no avail. The person in front of him is unlikely to understand. She also didn't want to share all the strange adventures she had experienced so far with this old grandfather from the Heian period.

But the next moment, she heard his voice. The tone is steady, with a slight smile, but there is a kind of courage that cannot be changed.

"Then, next time you go out to Ikedaya or the Restoration Map, let me, the old man, go with you. ”

Liu Quan was slightly stunned, and stared at Fu Fushen in front of him with wide eyes.

Sanri Yue Zong actually had the leisure to smile leisurely, stretched out his hand, and his fingertips slowly slid down from her forehead along the curve of her cheeks, pausing slightly at the corner of her eyes, before going all the way down, reaching the position of her chin, and the fingers curled slightly, holding up her chin.

This gesture was very much like something was about to happen, but the Three Days Moon Sect only smiled slightly at the female inquisitor who even pursed her lips into a straight line, and lowered her voice a little, the magnetic voice bombarded her eardrums, as if it made people tense from horror and nervous from this ambiguous atmosphere.

"You've been at odds with me once in Hakodate—"

"This time, when you do something unforgivable, please let me watch from the sidelines. ”

The author has something to say: September 16:

The new home now looks like the scene of a typhoon transit......

I'm almost exhausted [collapsed.]

And the network has not yet been set up [

I had no choice but to sneak into a nearby mall......

I'll try to update it tomorrow, but it's been a little shorter in the last few days, so forgive me

Finally, thank you 77 little angels for the grenade!(づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭~