Eiraku lives with the head secretary, and the other party seems to have put down his work as a shinsengumi and rarely wears that green hatori again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info she takes care of Yingluo's diet and daily life every day, like a sister.

The two did not fight again, because the cough of the general secretary was getting worse and worse, and although he had been treated, he did not get better.

The chrysanthemum is a text and is placed on the knife holder.

"I feel like I've been raising it like a pig lately. Yingluo lay on the tatami mat and rubbed his stomach: "It seems to be fatter." ”

Not really.

The head secretary put away the dishes and chopsticks, and replied without raising his head: "If you are bored, why don't you go to Tudaozhai, the sooner you find him, you can let one less person die." ”

"You should know. Yingluo rolled around and said, "He hasn't appeared for a long time, either he left Kyoto, or he heard the wind and hid." I'm just wasting my effort looking for it. ”

"You don't seem to be in a hurry, you're his sister. ”

"If you don't rush, you don't have to rush. As long as the time comes, we will naturally meet, but I can't find it now, it's just that fate has not arrived. Besides, he's a boy, and although he's taken the wrong path for the time being, he doesn't need me to worry about it. ”

"In this case, should you say that you have confidence in him, or do you have no heart and lungs?" The chief secretary made tea and handed Ying Luo a cup: "Do you also think what he is doing now is wrong, so why don't you stop him?"

Yingluo took the teacup, took a sip carefully, and showed a satisfied expression: "It should be heartless." ”

As for the latter question, she did not answer, and the Director-General did not follow up on it.

The two of them quietly sipped tea, and the room was filled with a calm and comfortable atmosphere.

That's the beauty.

"Let's go to the prayer garden festival, I heard it's very lively. ”

"Okay. ”

Two sets of women's kimonos were neatly placed on the tatami mats.

Both were a little flustered.

Most of them are dressed in male samurai uniforms, and no matter how bad they are, they are also neutral clothes. The first thing that comes to mind when they mention them is the peerless swordsman, and the identity of women is always overlooked.

But at this moment, gender is on the table.

The air was very quiet, and the atmosphere was a little awkward at one point.

"When it comes to festivals, it's normal to wear a kimono. "Even if the head secretary is superb in swordsmanship, he also has a girl's heart. Compared to a samurai costume with a single color, a pink kimono with cherry blossoms printed on it is much more beautiful.

Yingluo is the opposite, although her feminine characteristics become more and more obvious as she grows older, she always insists on a tall man's heart.

Asking her to wear women's clothes to participate in a celebration in front of the public is tantamount to shameful PLAY!

"Don't!"

She refused without hesitation.

"Yes, yes, it's too inconvenient to move around in a kimono, so it's better to continue wearing a samurai costume. The chief secretary laughed twice, as if he was a little ashamed, and his eyes showed a little reluctance, but he still took out two brand-new samurai uniforms.

Yingluo is a little anxious, I don't wear it, but you can wear it!

The head office wearing a kimono, the head office of Meimei, and the head secretary of the contrast cute, this is a foul!

"That...... That one...... Wear it if you want, don't worry about me!" she hurriedly remedied.

"No, no. The general secretary blushed a little: "To the swordsman, that's too weak." As he spoke, he put away his kimono.

Swordsman or something, let's play ghosts! I'm going to see the head secretary of the kimono!

Yingluo grabbed her hand and stopped her movements.

"Actually, I want to wear it too, but I'm a little embarrassed. If you wear it, I think I'll wear it too. "Someone's face turned red too.

"This, that's it. The head secretary coughed: "Then there is no way, you are still a girl after all, in order to accommodate you, I will wear it with you." ”

…… The tsundere boss is also quite cute.

"Anyway...... Thank you very much!"

Yingluo and the head secretary each held a kimono and walked into their room.

There was a sound behind the door, the fabrics rubbing against each other.

The pink kimono wrapped around Soji's body, making her look a little petite than usual, her short blonde hair was a little longer, tied with a black ribbon, a sachet hung around her waist, and a pair of white grass shoes at her feet.

"Yingluo, you...... Okay?"

"Well, I'm a little nervous. ”

"Yes, yes?" Me too...... The head secretary muttered in a low voice, and then pretended to be calm and said, "Then let's come out together." ”

"Good. ”

With a bang, the paper door was pulled open.

"Oh, it's so beautiful!" Yingluo sat on the tatami mat, looked at the head office in amazement, and did not hesitate to offer praise, and clapped his hands.

She herself is dressed in an inky samurai suit, handsome and extraordinary, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

The head secretary looked at the kimono that was thrown aside, and felt that his head was pounding, this guy ...... This guy ...... It was ...... from the beginning

"Yingluo!"

The named girl let out a light laugh and ran away.

The head secretary wanted to chase it, but it was too difficult to move in a kimono, and she had the magic skill of "shrinking the ground" and she was also more than capable of it.

She leaned against the corner of the wall and gasped, her feet aching.

A hand reached out, and a familiar voice sounded: "Hey, beautiful girl, do you need a companion?"

"Nasty guy!" said the director, grabbing the other party's hand, "This time, you are not allowed to run again." ”

"Well, it's not going to run. ”

On July 2, 1864, Kyoto was bustling with the Prayer Garden Festival, with 33 beautiful floats paraded through the streets, singing and dancing, praying to the gods to ward off disasters and bring happiness.

But happiness is always around, it's just easy to overlook.

Yingluo and the general secretary held hands together, as if holding happiness.

The two young girls shuttled through the celebration, tasting food, playing simple games, and laughing merrily, who would have thought that they would be swordsmen against a hundred.

Until a call full of surprise.

"Ying, Yingluo, you're Yingluo, right?" a man walked over excitedly, tall and burly, and grabbed her shoulders tightly.

Soji Okita frowned and reached to his waist, only to find that it was empty.

Ying Luoleng for a moment, looked at the other party thoughtfully, and then suddenly realized: "Divine Valley, you are Divine Valley!"

"Yes, yes, it's me, Kamiya Koshiroro!" Kamiya was full of joy, after seven years, she really remembered me!

Seven years have changed the girl's appearance a lot, and he almost doesn't dare to recognize it, but fortunately, the sunshine between his eyebrows is still there, which makes him muster up courage.

"I really miss you, I've been thinking about you since you left that night!" Kamiya's words had been holding back in his heart for seven years, and now he burst out without hesitation.

The strength of the hand on her shoulder is getting bigger and bigger, Yingluo is a little strange about the other party's tone, but she still attributes it to her good buddy for many years, she also responded with a smile, and stretched out her hand to compare the size of the two: "Haha, I miss you too." Tsk, it's still not as tall as you. ”

The head secretary looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt that Yingluo was sometimes silly and cute, and then looked at Kamiya's gaze with a hint of sympathy.