After ending this inexplicable conversation with Kuninaga Tsurumaru, Ryuizumi walked down the corridor back to his room.

I don't know why Kuninaga Tsurumaru took the initiative to appear in front of her and say such a thing to her, but on the first night she came to this Honmaru, they also had an inexplicable confrontation, right?

Now there is a beginning and an end, right?

In the dead of night, on the empty corridor, she walked slowly.

The soles of the flip-flops purchased from the present world are soft and tough, which is completely different from the clogs that everyone is used to here, and when you walk on the wooden promenade, if you are careful enough, you will not make a sound of footsteps.

Liu Quan slowly walked through the different bedrooms, and each time she passed, the image of the owner of that room would come to her mind.

Short knives, wakis, knives, guns, large knives, knives

Finally, she stopped. Because, her room has arrived.

The Inquisitor's room is not arranged in the innermost part of the Honmaru. Perhaps because of the relationship between the girl who established this Honmaru and Tsurumaru Kuninaga who is Taidao, Taidao's room is the closest to the Inquisitor's bedroom. Moreover, the room where Tsurumaru Kuninaga lives is next door to the Inquisitor's room.

Of course, Honmaru can't have such a huge place that can accommodate dozens or hundreds of mourners each in a separate room. Therefore, even if you are the five swords of the world or the royal family, you still need to share a room with others.

And Tsurumaru Kuninaga's roommate is one of the five swords in the world, and the Three Days Moon Sect is near.

In other words, the room where the Three Moons are close is right next door to her room.

Liu Quan stopped outside the door of the room, hesitated slightly for a few seconds.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga had just finished talking to her in the courtyard, and when she left, he said that he was going to stay in the courtyard for a while before going back, and it was hard to say if it was because of his rare kindness, and that he was going to make room for his roommate to be private, so that the inquisitor could talk to his roommate alone, and he was certainly not in the room now.

Liu Quan stared at the two closed shoji doors, and a faint warm yellow light shone through the shoji paper on the shoji door, and the wisps of it were projected on the corridor next to the door.

However, she stared intently for more than ten seconds, and through the shoji paper, she did not faintly see a moving figure in the room.

In other words, has the Three Days Moon Sect been resting recently?

She hesitated for a moment, but did not reach out to push open the two shoji doors, and drove in uninvited.

She took another step forward, and only two or three steps had reached the door of her room.

She took a deep breath and slammed open the shoji door to her room.

Then, she was stunned.

Because it was completely unexpected, the person who appeared in her room tonight in the name of the "寝dangban" that never really performed was actually the one who was

She muttered with a clear look of bewilderment on her face

"Kane-san"

The deputy head of the Shinsengumi, Toyozo Hijikata, loves the knife, and sits cross-legged on the tatami mat with a golden knife. He was still dressed in his casual clothes with black trousers and a short red blouse, and his long black hair, tied in a headband, fell from his right shoulder, and he turned his face when he heard her push open the shoji door, and when their eyes met in midair, he did not look as embarrassed or embarrassed as she had imagined.

"Ahh He replied with a great deal of frankness, and sat down beside the spread bedding with his hands on his knees, and when he noticed that Yanagizumi did not immediately enter, he stretched out his left hand and patted the tatami mat beside him.

"What's the matter? I'm not here for bedtime. He urged her in a gruff voice.

After a few seconds of pause in her movements and expressions, she suddenly grinned, shook her head, and did as he had said, stepped into the room, closed the shoji door softly, and then walked over to him and sat down on the vacant seat he had signaled for beside him.

"yes, of course I do. She replied with a smile, a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"After all, you said that who would want to sleep with someone who stabbed themselves, right?"

Izumi Shou and suffocated.

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly his face turned red, as if he was very angry, and his eyebrows were dangerously lowered.

"No, that's what I'm trying to say," he said, in a thick voice, as if white smoke was about to rise above his head.

Liu Quan smiled.

"Well, then, you're coming to me tonight because," she asked, tentatively.

Izumi was both determined and strangely silent for a long time.

Then, he pressed his hands firmly on both knees, as if by that movement, he could concentrate all the strength of his whole body and form a force strong enough to overwhelm her, and he leaned forward slightly, his blue eyes fixed on her.

"Hey, take me if you're going to do something dangerous. ”

He thought about it for a long time, but in the end he said such a blunt sentence.

The Divine Inquisitor looked a little surprised.

"I'm not going to do anything dangerous," she had just said when she was interrupted in a rough voice by Mamoru Izumi.

"Lying"

The Female Inquisitor""

The handsome Fu Fushen didn't notice whether his words and deeds were straightforward until he left his master speechless. He raised his eyebrows in anger, and looked like he was in a rage, but his lips unconsciously pursed into a straight line, and he was still trembling slightly at close inspection, as if he were trying to endure something.

He probably didn't know that his expression seemed to give people an illusion for a moment, as if he was living like a child who had suffered a great grievance but had nowhere to complain, angry and sad, dominated by angry and incomprehensible emotions, making him look as hurt and angry as a childish teenager.

The Witch stared at his face and suddenly sighed.

She turned over and sat on her knees, straightening her upper body slightly, a gesture that made her as tall as his, and she stretched out her hand and touched the top of his head like a gentle big sister.

Izumi is both determined

"Alright, alright. The inquisitor didn't notice the stunned look on his face, but leaned forward and rubbed the black hair on top of his head soothingly.

His hair is fine and soft to the touch, but because of the considerable amount of hair, it is not greasy and tired and clinging to the scalp, but it is almost the same as touching the fur of a fluffy little milk dog;

This discovery softened her heart for some reason, and she softened her expression and voice.

"Kane-san, I, actually, but I'm very afraid of death."

Izumi Mamoru and "what"

He looked like he couldn't understand the situation, and his eyes widened inexplicably.

In fact, he could get rid of her clutches by retreating a little, and he could see the expression on her face at the moment, but for some reason, he didn't do it.

He sat stiffly with his neck strained, like a vaudeville juggler with a porcelain bowl on his head and acting with extreme caution for fear of falling to the ground and messing up the show, and the Goddess Judge burst out laughing.

"So, even if I have to take a risk, I don't joke with my life. She dragged out her voice and said slowly.

Izumi Mamoru Kaneji "Oh, oh no"

He suddenly let out a loud roar, which seemed to startle the female inquisitor. Her hand, which was smoothing his hair, moved away from the top of his head and stared at him in slight surprise.

"Kane-san"

She called him tentatively.

It was this call that made Izumi Shoukaneji seem to break the wonderful myth that she seemed to have controlled and dominated her brain, and she couldn't think at all, so she could only walk at her pace.

He snorted heavily, and sat up straight, as if he could break her influence on him with that snort.

He sat up straight on his knees and glared hard at her face, as if to see through her eyes into her deep heart.

"So, are you all like this?"

Female Judge of God

She tried her best to show a soothing, soft expression, and her eyes showed her doubtful feeling full of question marks.

However, this well-behaved performance doesn't seem to make Izumi Morikaneji feel any better.

"It's the same whether it's you or Mr. Hijikata. ”

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and his lips tensed stubbornly, and if you looked closely, you could see the fluctuations of his lips trembling slightly.

Female Judge of God

She opened her eyes slightly, looking at Fu Fushen, who was as handsome as the love of the world, and who was usually very handsome, showing a discouraged expression and a hurt look. In addition to disappointment, there were doubts in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why he had tried so hard to get rid of the party that had been abandoned in the end

She unconsciously muttered "what"

Izumi snorted heavily.

"Leave me behind and abandon there before the decisive battle is about to take place"

His voice sounded stiff, as if if he hadn't done so, the pain and doubts that had been building up for so long would soon turn into some sharp force and burst through his chest.

The female judge seemed stunned.

"Well, no, actually, it's not"

However, her weak defense did not seem to convince Fu Fushen. His voice suddenly rose an octave.

"Lying," he shouted, looking angry and sad, as if there was a slight sense of frustration and powerlessness in not being trusted.

"I did my best to do what I could, and I always believed in you, thinking that by following you, I would be able to give full play to my strengths and mission as a sword, and even if it was no longer an era when swords could dominate, I would be able to shine."

The emptiness on the face of the goddess judge slowly turned into surprise.

Izumi Morikatsu took a deep breath.

"I wanted to stop you in Hakodate because of that"

The Inquisitor smiled softly and leaned forward again, approaching his face that seemed to burn with hurt and anger, and pressed her forehead against his forehead, then reached out and stroked the hair on the back of his head.

"I know. She said.