A butterfly fluttering with its wings rested on the calloused palm, and the frowning young man stared at it with his eyes, and it was rumored that those who wandered on the edge of life and death would have a murderous aura on their bodies, which was enough to scare away creatures. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the motionless butterfly obviously did not appreciate it.

"Hahaha. The sound of laughter, accompanied by butterflies flying again, echoed in the courtyard.

"Arashi, it looks like you're in a good mood. The girl who visited unexpectedly smiled at the door.

"Ah Yi, it's you!" the young man beckoned to her with a smile, "I just played an interesting game. ”

"Childish ghosts. The girl with a smile like a flower walked in slowly, she was the maid of the master's house, and she was also the life-saving benefactor who picked up the seriously injured Arashi.

"Tell me again today, are you going to tell me the story of your childhood sweetheart?" The smiling Lan shook her head, propped her hands back, and looked up at the bright sunshine.

"Musashi is not my childhood sweetheart......" In response to the ridicule of the guest, Ah Yijiao sneered.

"Yes, yes, or I...... Introduce Kojiro to you, he's a handsome and charming guy!"

"No, I don't want to think about such a thing until I find Musashi. ”

"Hahaha, is that so? ”

The maids who came to sit down beside the guests and enjoyed the scenery in the courtyard with each other, the soft sunlight reflecting on their side faces. The warm feeling, the swaying fragrance of flowers, and the inexplicable taste of hometown.

"Why did Arashi learn swords?"

"I have a senior brother named Yagoro Ito, and after Kojiro and I killed our first opponent, he said that the two of us have tigers in our hearts. Arashi asked, for since then, Kanamaki had been teaching them swordsmanship, albeit in a twisted manner.

"Just for this?" Ah Yi's surprised expression revealed incomprehension.

"Who knows. Lan looked at his outstretched palm, "After choosing the sword, you will find that you can only hold it, just like you are ......now," he pointed to the maid sitting beside him, "Ah Yi, you have already entered my attack range." ”

The inexplicable cold tremor made Ah Yi show a frightened gaze, and Lan just looked at her gaze, definitely not just talking.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Ah Yi, I have never been in the habit of wielding a sword at a woman. ”

The young man laughed like this, diluting the silence.

"Just because you choose, don't you want to give up?" Thinking of Musashi who traveled the world, Ah Yi, who came back to his senses, showed a responsible expression.

"Because if you let go, you will die!" Lan's words rang in Ah Yi's ears like a morning bell.

"Will Musashi die too?"

"People will die. ”

"Then why leave your hometown, leave your family. What's so bad about living like an ordinary person?"

"Tiger, you should live like a tiger and die like a tiger!" said this indifferently, Lan patted the bandage on his chest with his hand and complained, "That bastard, he is already dying, and he wants to slash me." ”

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The pouring rain fell from the sky, ticking the leaves of the trees. The little bird hiding in the nest peeks around cautiously, and it has to guard against wild beasts that feed on their young.

In the distance, the sound of weapons clashing drew its alertness, and two figures sped through the rain curtain, spilling blood emitting an enticing smell in the stagnant water.

It was two humans in the midst of a fight, and it let go of its worries.

"Why ......" Arashi looked at his opponent with a violent pant, "Why do you want to run away, Musashi, aren't you a swordsman like no other in the world?"

"I said it...... I...... I don't want to kill anymore!" Blocking his weapon in front of him, Musashi looked at his opponent, the rain wetting his face and sliding down his open and closed mouth.

"Hah...... Hah, after killing Kojiro, are you going to use this method to protect your reputation?" The swordsman, who let out a mocking sound, rushed forward quickly, brandishing his blade to bring a splash of water and slash at the other party.

Musashi, who parried the attack with his weapon horizontally, said in an unquestionable tone, "The world...... Wushuang, just ...... In a word!"

"Don't answer me with the words of old man Yagyu!" Arashi, who was even more angry, slashed out seven swords in one go, forcing Musashi to retreat again and again.

Musashi, who had regained his stance, looked at the other party with a complicated gaze, "Do you remember the battle of Sekigahara?"

"What are you talking about those adult memories? Of course, Arashi will not forget that war, the first time he participated in the war, he cut off the head of the enemy general, and it became the beginning of his fame in the world.

"I'm there too, but it's not like you're in the spotlight at the time. Musashi, who laid down his arms, let the rain get wet on himself, "I was eager to prove myself, but I failed in the first battle I participated in." ”

"Since then, your figure has lingered in my mind. The way you swing your sword, the sound of slashing down your enemies, repeats itself in my mind every day. ”

"I, who have always aimed at you, can continue to defeat opponents to this day!"

"Then pick up your sword......" Arashi, who was standing in the distance, could only listen to Musashi's chatter, and he began to hate this kind of problem of being able to speak in battle.

"Wait, after all, after today, I may die, you have to let me say a few more words. Musashi raised his hand and stretched out his five fingers towards Arashi. The clear smile that emerges from the rain curtain has some intriguing meaning.

"In the process of challenging strong opponents everywhere, sometimes I will long to meet you somewhere and fight as an opponent. But sometimes I'm scared of ......."

"After defeating you, will I be able to find the next mountain to climb?

"It's ridiculous, can a swordsman who feels lonely still be called a swordsman?" Musashi shook the rain from the tips of his hair after saying this self-deprecating remark, and continued, "So I'm just keeping an eye on you, watching your fame grow and wait for the last chance. ”

"That's all you want to say?!" Arashi smiled mockingly, and he was so vengeful that he probably didn't listen to it at all.

"Do you know?" Musashi, who was talking to himself, did not mean to stop, "The war letter I sent out that day, the person who made the war appointment was actually you! Although it was Kojiro who came in the end......"

"Bastard. Arashi, who lost his mind because of these words, rushed towards Musashi in anger. Even if the opponent does not choose to hold the knife, he will cut the opponent in half.

"Come on, draw an end to this cycle of killing. One last glance at the forest under the rain curtain, Musashi, who was clenching his weapon, also rushed towards Arashi without hesitation.

"Ahh!!!!!!h

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"Master, is it okay to put this pot of flowers here?" The maid who carefully placed the potted plants looked at the old man who had been fiddling with the flower stalks.

"Well, Ah Yi's position must be fine. "The old man who admired the petals like a child didn't even want to look back.

"Yes. Although she was amazed at the childlike innocence of her old master, the maid bowed appropriately and prepared to leave.

"Ah Yi, do you think this flower in my hand is beautiful?" the old man stopped her.

"Huh?!"

"Flowers really have to be born on the land to have the value of appreciation. Once it loses its vitality, it will only be reduced to an object to play with, and I am really old, and even the instinct of a swordsman is beginning to dislike it......"

The maid knelt on the ground in fear and said with relief: "Master, you are still the head of the Yanagi family, the sword saint admired by the world. ”

"Dust to dust, dust to dust"