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- Kenshin of the Scarlet Village

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What will be your inner thoughts when you are on this flying battleship? Do you feel disappointed? Or do you feel confused? What kind of experience does it bring when you face this kind of scene that exists exactly the same in the deepest part of your memory again? Kenshin didn't know, he just glanced at the scene inside the battleship with the corner of his eyes looking outside, these people are extremely familiar to him, and none of them still recognize him.

"Arnold, thank you so much for saving your life. Kondo, who got rid of his subordinates and had been booed since he was on the battleship, touched his head and came to Kenshin with a simple smile, and laughed loudly: "If you hadn't been able to come in time, Sasaki and I, the bastard, might have really died." ”

"Hmph... You're the only one who will die. Sasaki snorted coldly, obviously unwilling to be dragged down by two enemies when he logged in before, if it weren't for the fact that this man in red clothes immediately swung his sword, maybe he would have chosen to jump down...

"It's nothing, Kondo... San..."After a slight pause in his tone, Kenshin stood up and looked at these people who were generally scarred looking at the figure standing up with him, the strangeness in his eyes...

His eyes flickered wordlessly, Kenshin held the backblade knife in his hand in his arms, slowly walked to the corner of the battleship and sat down, closing his eyes.

"Yinsang, he looks so lonely..."Xinba chirped cautiously tugging at the corner of Yinshi's clothes, and said with some uncertainty: "It looks like he's the only one in the whole world." ”

"People with high strength usually have some special strange quirks, okay, if he hadn't stopped that terrifying man in time, to be honest, I really don't know what the scene would be like now. Sogo wiped the blood-stained sword in his hand, looked at Kenshin's figure out of the corner of his eye, and pouted and said.

"No... His presence there was no accident, and if I remember correctly, there was no such person among the aspirants. The wig had a serious face, looked at Kenshin and said confusedly: "With his strength, it is absolutely impossible not to be noticed among the warriors. ”

"What are you talking about? He saved us, didn't he?" As he spoke, Yinshi shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the crowd to Kenshin's face, standing here looking at this man condescendingly, that lonely aura almost made Yinshi feel as if he had seen himself in the past.

Accompanying the birth of this man must be blood and sword soldiers that are difficult to describe in words.

"Hey~ Don't sit here like this~ Anyway, everyone has fought together, hasn't it? It's hard to come out and say nothing~" Yinshi looked at Kenshin and said slowly.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, everyone was looking at Kenshin, looking at Gin, how would this man answer?

"You're the only one to say these things to a stranger you've never met, Gintoki... It's time to keep a line between naivety. The voice came out of his drooping hair, but what Yinshi heard from these words was a deep sense of familiarity, as if this guy had met him many years ago and knew him well.

"We're not familiar with that kind of situation, dude~ Even if we want to do that, we have to drink first, and we have to get acquainted with each other~" Yinshi waved his palms with a reluctant smile and said: "Besides, I didn't have such a person as you in my previous memory~ There is a kid in the same white clothes as me who is clamoring to worship me as a teacher..."

"That's right, it's abrupt. As if he had figured out something, Kenshin raised his head and looked at Yinshi with an exaggerated smile and the people staring at him behind him, although they were not familiar, but in the eyes of this group of people, there was no such strange and wary look, but... Care.

Yes... I seem to have forgotten that all these guys here are stupid, and only they can do such a thing that is not wary of a stranger.

"Wang~" And at this time, Dingchun suddenly jumped out of the crowd, ran on the ground and pounced directly in front of Jian Xin, his huge furry head rubbing against Jian Xin's face, revealing the hideous scar hidden under his hair.

"Do you remember me?" Kenshin looked at Dingchun in surprise, this is not a world anymore~ Dingchun, you... The familiar feeling in that look, you really know me, but why? I'm obviously not from this world.

"Dingchun has never been so close to other people..."Kagura looked at Kenshin curiously, "Who is this uncle?"

"Me?" touched Dingchun's head, Kenshin's mood was a little better, although only Dingchun remembered himself, but it was also a proof of his existence

Raising his head, revealing a stiff smile, the red-haired man introduced himself so formally for the first time: "It's just a wanderer in Xiaxia, and I hope you don't have to pay too much attention to it." ”

"Huh, this self-introduction is full of a sense of déjà vu~ I always feel like I've heard something like this somewhere~" Hijikata rubbed his chin and looked up and down as Kenshin's eyes: "And you're dressed like this..."

"Hehe..."Kenshin smiled, shaking his head while revealing the cross scar on his face again, only this time it was seen by everyone: "In the next... Kenshin of the Scarlet Village. ”

The atmosphere fell silent.

"Ahem... With all due respect, your name is Kenshin Scarlet Village?" Gintoki was the first to break the deadlock, but despite this, he could still see the twitching corners of his eyes and his somewhat flustered arms: "This cross scar... This dress... And that backblade... Where in Edo did you attend a COS exhibition?"

"Except that the height doesn't match much, the others are unexpectedly suitable~" Xinbachi, as an otaku, obviously knows the character of Kenshin Scarlet Village: "But use the characters in the animation to call yourself, are you a middle two disease?"

"No... Under the name, it's called Scarlet Village Kenshin. As he spoke, Kenshin touched his head: "I am an orphan and should have been sold to an unknown place, but a samurai who passed by on the way rescued me and took me to a private school to teach me to read and practice swords, where I spent a very good time, with friends and teachers." His eyes fell into a long memory, one of the few beautiful things in his broken life.

Yinshi's body was slightly stunned, and he looked at Kenshin with some surprise, wanting to say something but never being able to say it, because even he couldn't believe it.

"Later, the private school was burned down, and the teacher disappeared, so I have been wandering and wandering, until now..."

"Originally, I didn't have a name, but the samurai who rescued me, my teacher, gave me a name. Kenshin smiled slightly, the man who was smiling outside the prison car, in the bright sun.

"Scarlet Village Kenshin...", with a smile, Kenshin bowed deeply to everyone here, everyone, the waist that hung down, and it was completely impossible to see the straightness that it used to be, as if it was pleading for something, and as if it was expecting something. Gintoki didn't know, neither did the wig, and no one knew what this man's bow represented.

I can't even understand why he is so dignified.

"It's the first time I've come to your place, so please give me a lot of advice. ”