Having said this, the young team member named "Kiyohara" did not seem to panic or panic.

He just shook his wrist slightly, as if trying to shake off the black blood droplets that weren't present on the blade in his hand, and then he didn't return the knife into the sheath, just standing in the middle of the room, holding a sword that seemed too long for him to be too long, and smiled at one of the most famous swordsmen in the room, one of the most famous swordsmen of the Shinsengumi.

"Don't kid me, Okita-kun. ”

His voice was calm and composed, and there was no hint of weakness.

"As your underdog, I'm glad I can regain some confidence in these monsters. ”

As if he didn't expect to get such a response, Okita subtly froze.

“…… You, you can talk about it. ”

Kiyohara: ^_^

In fact, Okita didn't have the heart to talk to him much. Because just now in the middle of the battle, his chest was churning violently. Now that he was suddenly relieved from the fierce battle, he almost immediately felt the natural reactions of his terrible body, such as chest tightness, rapid heartbeat, shortness of breath, and annoyance, which he had barely suppressed in order to win, rush up at once.

He felt his chest churn like a mountain and a sea, and a stream of heat rushed from the depths of his chest to be swept up by the ominous wave and poured into his throat!

He didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't even have time to suppress the sinister tide that came from within his body with his own willpower, and he was engulfed by it, and suddenly staggered forward two steps, and with a sweet throat, the hot current poured into his mouth, and before he could close his mouth, he suddenly gushed out of his lips and flowed to his chin.

The heat was as if it were made of some fishy sweet liquid, and the sudden rush of liquid caught him off guard and choked on him.

"Cough cough-"

In his vision, which had been blurred by the violent coughing, he saw that the calm smile on the face of the young soldier in front of him had disappeared.

"Okita-kun!!"

He heard the other man shout in a frightened, hoarse tone that almost burst his throat.

Then the next moment, he felt his left arm being held by the other party rushing up and holding it strongly.

He wanted to say that he was not weak, and that he needed help just because he had sustained some internal injuries in the heat of battle—but he was a little speechless for a moment, because the fishy sweet liquid that kept pouring up from the depths of his chest almost blocked his throat, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to cough violently.

It was a strange feeling, as if a good youkai was hiding there and scratching his throat with its feathers, and then rubbing his chest with both hands, crumpling back and forth like a piece of paper, and finally as if it had been rubbing a large handful of sand into his throat, and the coarse sand grinded against the softest part of his throat, and soon broke it and bleed.

He had to let go of his right hand, which had broken the tip of the knife, and instead covered his lips tightly, lest the bursts of fishy sweet liquid that kept pouring from his body spurt out with violent coughing and wheezing.

However, all his efforts were in vain.

With a violent cough, something poured out of his mouth, and then through the wisps between his lips, and fell on the tatami mat.

He felt so embarrassed that he had to barely squeeze out his voice in between coughing and wheezing, warning the unlucky Pingsan who happened to have happened to meet him at his most embarrassing moment.

"If you—if you dare...... Take everything that happened here today...... Sue and tell Mr. Kondo...... And Mr. Hijikata's words...... You're going to die!"

He said through gritted teeth, followed by an earth-shattering cough.

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

He heard the guy next to him sigh as if he was holding back something.

"Well...... "I will keep it a secret for you...... However, you have to go to the doctor when you go back, and you can't delay it, you know?"

The old-fashioned, high-minded, preachy tone provoked a ghostly smile on the corners of Okita's lips. However, before he could retort, a new urge to cough and wheezing swept over again.

He had to pause for a long time before he regained his spirits and shook his hand, feeling that the wet and sticky liquid on his hands could not be shaken off, so he impatiently wiped all the wet and sticky liquid on the front of his clothes, feeling like the blood stains he had just stained in the fierce battle, and then said: "Qingyuan, you better remember...... What did you promise...... What if...... Mr. Kondo—"

"If Mr. Kondo knows, it must be because you forced yourself before you healed. The Ping team sergeant, whose personality and appearance were very vague in his impression, and who had not had time to impress everyone, actually responded.

Okita: "......"

Although he was killed by the other party, he felt that he couldn't refute it for a while because the other party was too straightforward and frank when he said this!

Okita was not used to letting others have the upper hand in front of him, but at this moment, the other party carried Mr. Kondo out in a high-sounding manner, and he also felt speechless for a while.

He coughed a few more times, feeling the annoyance tumbling in his chest less severe. So he tried to bend down to pick up the knife he had dropped on the ground, but as soon as he looked down, he felt dizzy again.

The guy next to him grabbed his arm just in time.

"Hey, what's going on, don't force yourself!" the guy said, raising his voice a little worriedly.

It sounds like this, that guy's voice is actually quite a little juvenile and clear. This kind of voice makes people not a little nervous to be wary or disgusted, and the concern in that tone cannot be faked, Okita closed his eyes and sighed silently.

But if you have to ask, you still have to ask.

“…… What are you doing here?"

The guy named "Kiyohara" was stunned.

“…… Huh?"

Ah, I really don't want to talk more at this time. Okita sighed again as if he was impatient.

"You're not on Mr. Kondo's team assigned today. …… If I'm not mistaken, you still have diarrhea during the day today and can't get up. There was a slight gasp in his voice from the violent cough he had just had, and the words he said in a calm tone were inexplicably frightening.

"Even if you miraculously recover now, you should go and help Mr. Shannan, who stayed in the camp, to be on guard. What did you want to do when you came here without permission? ”

The young man's voice, which was not the same as what she remembered, but also had a calm and sharp, smiling and sharp feeling, was questioning her mercilessly.

Even though she had just supported him, helped him out, and showed unreserved concern for him...... It's not enough to dispel his especially sharp and clear vigilance for Kondo-san, is it?

Things seem to get a little tricky. However, this is Okita Soji, who is both loyal and admired by Kondo-san......

It's exactly the same as she remembers.

Liu Quan closed his eyes and laughed silently.

"Because I ...... too No matter what, you can't rest assured. She said.

"Let me sit and wait for everyone to defeat a strong enemy who I don't know where, how many people will come, and what kind of hard battle will fall into to defeat the strong enemy...... It's not something I would do. ”

Okita: "......"

He seemed to want to hear what she had to say, so he didn't make any comments for a while.

“…… Moreover, the Kyoto Shodai and Aizu Domain did not plan to send reinforcements over. Liu Quan continued.

"So, I have to come here. I have to fight...... Instead of watching everyone fall into a bitter battle and remain indifferent. ”

Okita was silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered.

"Hmph, big talker. He said.

"Then why don't you go in the direction of Mr. Hijikata's patrol? Don't you usually show great respect for him? Every day, Mr. Hijikata and Mr. Hijikata, but when something really happens, he runs to Mr. Kondo?"

He said angrily in a somewhat angry tone.

"Oh~ I can probably guess," a malicious emotion surged in his tone, "According to the intelligence, Mr. Hijikata is more likely to meet unscrupulous ronin over there, so he brought more people~ That's why you chose to come here because of this?...... I'm sorry, but it turned out that those unscrupulous ronins actually hid here in Ikedaya, so you got the next lot~"

Liu Quan: "......"

She suddenly had a kind of angry and funny emotion, mixed with the emotion and sentimentality of "ah whether it is history or the same person, this person will always be this person", and all her brains surged up, and in an instant it almost made the tip of her nose sour, and tears welled up.

She had to raise her voice to suppress the strange emotion and sentimentality that was rolling in her chest.

"That's not the case!" she said loudly in denial, then lowering her voice a bit.

"It's because of the small number of people on your side that I think it's the direction that needs more support. She took a deep breath and said earnestly.

"It's too late...... But it's better than never coming. ”

"That's what I think, Okita-kun. ”

Okita: "......"

In the dark night, the young man seemed to take a deep breath of surprise.

Then, instead of saying whether he had dispelled his doubts and wariness that she was not on the list of the first attackers, but suddenly appeared here, he simply said, "Mr. Kondo, how is it now?"

The author has something to say: October 8:

Sorry for being late today...... Tomorrow will probably be later, so let's tentatively update it at 2 a.m. on the 9th.

But there should be an update tomorrow.

The Ikedaya incident is one of the most important episodes

PS. Thank you wllll little angel for the mine ~~(づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭~