After all the trivial matters were resolved, Qishi said goodbye to the head office and went back to the room to rest

The night after the trip is always able to make people sleep very deeply.

Nanami has experienced many nights like this, and when he was a child, every time he and Hiko Kiyojuro walked through a town and a mountain village, experienced battles, and then slept well at the foothold that was hard to find, and that comfortable feeling was beautiful and addictive.

“……”

It was supposed to be like that tonight.

"Gun...... Knife. ”

The long knives in his hand that had been cut off, and the single-shot muskets that had fallen from his side, which were no longer usable, were in a village.

At the same time, everything in her field of vision looked different from usual, and the sudden contrast made her almost fall because she didn't fit in.

On the ground lay thieves dressed as ronin, as well as plainly dressed civilians, all dead, bleeding from their wounds.

This place is familiar, this place is familiar to her.

Then Nanami saw the people standing at the entrance to the village.

The young girl stood there, she looked at Nanami expressionlessly, looked at it for a long time, and then laughed maliciously, without laughing, but the corners of her mouth pulled up no more and no less.

"Seven realities." Standing there was the Seven Truths, the young Seven Truths. And this body of his own is Falato, the father of Nanami.

When I noticed this, my neck hurt, and the world turned gray.

Soon, her eyes brightened up again, this time it was in a carriage, she was wearing decent clothes and staying in the carriage, there was no one in the carriage only her, she wanted to go out but couldn't open the carriage door from the inside of the carriage, when she was about to give up, a sharp blade passed through the crack in the door and easily split the door lock, and after the door opened, it was still Qishi who appeared in front of Qishi.

It was the slightly older Nanami, who was holding a knife, and behind her was corpses strewn all over the field.

“…… Who are you......"

"......" the expressionless Qishi smiled again, the malice was already so much that it could overflow.

Then a stake from somewhere pierced his abdomen.

This is Kasumi...... The body of my sister who was only one day of fate.

Death and rebirth, Nanami is in a mansion this time, this is Qinghe Hachiro's mansion, because it happened not long ago, she still remembers it very clearly. Now the screams in the courtyard continued, and all the two hundred ronin group died under the sword of one man, who tore his life apart, and came to her in an instant.

yes, she's Kiyokawa Hachiro now.

The face of "Qishi" was pasted, and the two looked at each other.

"You, so strong......" she said to Qishi.

"Miscellaneous...... Grass ......" This time, "Qishi" leaned into her ear and whispered, the tone seemed to be urging the baby to sleep.

Weeds, before this power of mine, there is no equivalent life to me.

returned to her body, and the person Qishi faced was still her.

“…… ...... the hell you"

Or is it another self, no, it's definitely not yourself, is it so strong......

"What the hell are you hesitating about...... she walked towards Nanami with Asaki, "Look, why don't you even dare to take your own knife." ”

Approaching Qishi step by step, she danced the knife casually, as if she was performing a play.

"Really, why should you be afraid?"

I'm you, what are you afraid of? I'm here to take you back to your true self, and that demon named Nanami Asakura is not a man who is afraid of his own power.

"Free yourself from the shackles of your eyes."

She leaned into Qishi's ear and said

"So you ...... You can do whatever you want. "No one can take anything away from you anymore.

This is Asakura's house, but unlike that night, it was not Nanami's family who died, but the incoming shogunate soldiers, all of whom were killed by Nanami, and none of them survived.

Another kind of hell, isn't it? It's just that he has become the one who controls hell.

“！”

When I opened my eyes, the room was still pitch black, it seemed that it was not yet dawn, Nanami got up and walked to the room, Yuuka had already fallen asleep, Nanami passed her and took out Chao Che from the place where he had placed his luggage.

"Master...... "It was a nightmare just now, but I was obviously awakened by the nightmare, but Qishi didn't feel nauseous or uncomfortable, but was very sober.

Before going down the mountain, why did you hand over the Asaki to me......

"It's clear that the decision has been made."

This should have been the time to let go of the burden, and Nanami should be happy, but vaguely she seemed to be longing for something, and that desire has been there since she killed Togo Longwei.

"Yun Yao...... Is it? "Really...... Weak swordsmanship, dealing with that kind of swordsmanship is actually so.

After killing Togo Longwei, did you feel happy?

"I don't feel anything......" Because this is a matter of course, there is not the slightest doubt that he can kill Dongxiang Longwei.

"Well, let's continue to indulge." Just indulge until you can keep everything you want to protect, so that no one will die in front of me because of my weakness.

"Well, just a little ......"

Nanami gradually forgets that she just wanted to live, and she discovers that her strength can do more than just survive, her talent allows her to do more.

"Heh......"

"Seven...... True? Yuuka also woke up, and she saw that Qishi was holding the asaki, and she had some doubts in her heart.

"At this time? Take a knife? ”

"Well, it's nothing, Yuuka, you go back to sleep, I'm preparing to go to Kyoto. The road is not smooth, in case of an accident......"

"Nanami, you're smiling......" Yuuka walked up and held her hand and took it off.

"Is there one?"

"I saw it just now, forget it, it may be that I am dazzled." Yuuka said, "This time, the famous Okita-kun will come to protect all the way, so this time, you can be a girl with peace of mind for the time being, and don't dance with knives and guns." "Otherwise, Okita-kun would be pitiful.

"Well, I understand."

When a person's thought is rooted in the bottom of their hearts, even if they don't take special care of it, it will devour the host's hard work and grow and mature until it turns into a towering giant tree...... That's the magic.

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ps1: The illness is more serious, and because of the loss of the wallet, I am in an embarrassing situation of not being able to go home, well, the most important thing is not to subscribe to the new book of His Royal Highness Xueba, as a fan of Xueba, I am very sad. Well, the parrot is already in a mess now.

PS2: This book is very far from the real history of Japan, and I made a lot of changes to the plot, the simplest example is that Okita Soji reported in history in February of the third year of Fumihisa's year to the ronin group who was not called Shinsengumi, and I was still in Edo in March......