"The weather has been annoying lately."

Nanami walked out of the trial hall with Yuuka with the prepared luggage, this was just an ordinary job, so the apprentices who went out and met by chance would say good morning to them, and no one would see them off.

Yesterday it rained lightly for a day, and after the rain, the next day was the morning fog, which obscured the sun, and the sunlight reflected in the water vapor, slowly becoming hazy and invisible.

"Unclear."

Yuuka spread out her palms in front of her and clenched them again.

"Recently, there have been more people coming to you, are you already a little famous?"

She asked Nanami beside her.

"Well, the false name of the first female swordsman in Edo is unexpectedly useful in attracting business."

Nanami's initial business was given by others on the façade of the natural flow of reason and the reputation of Okita Soji, a genius swordsman, even if the head secretary never talked about this with Nanami, but Nanami was not really naïve to believe that someone would be relieved to hire a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl like her as a guard.

She thanked the head secretary for what she had done for her, and if she didn't have the help of the head office, if she wanted to gain a foothold in Edo, it was really comparable to ascending to the sky, and it was not about the level of swordsmanship, it was just a matter of connections.

In the end, it was also the blessing of this opportunity given to her by the General Director, and Qi applied her skills to find a livelihood for herself.

No caravan, or man, she guarded, had any bandits, thieves, or ronin group to spy on their interests.

Ten enemies, or even a hundred enemies of the female swordsman, Matsushita Qishi, now, whether it is for safety or to see the true face of Qishi, in short, her guest group has stabilized, and her life has been a lot more stable.

After being able to pay off the various expenses owed to the natural rational flow, Nanami will feel at ease.

If she always owes the general secretary something, her heart will be very blocked and awkward.

This feeling is very bad.

"Let's go, go to Edo Bay."

There was an appointment in advance, and in such weather, the ship could not leave the port, but she did not receive news from her employer, and out of credit, Nanami had to go to the dock with Yuuka and wait until she saw her employer before making plans.

"This time, the employer is a wealthy merchant surnamed Sakagami, and he is in the business of selling silk fabrics."

The basic information has already been learned by Qishi from the General Directorate.

"Transported from here to Nagasaki, this man is doing business with foreigners."

"Yes."

"Of course." Yuuka is very sure. "In Nagasaki, isn't it just about doing business with foreigners?"

After chatting for a while, I borrowed a car on the way, and when I arrived at Edowan, it was still early, and I found a caravan with the flag printed with the word Sakagami in the fog, and Nanami stepped forward to communicate with the leader of the caravan.

The head of the Sakagami caravan, Kazuto Sakagami, a wealthy merchant born in the non-Shi clan, who has no official position but has a lot of property, often suffers, this time he decided to hire Qishi, but also just a dead horse as a live horse doctor, after all, he is often ridiculed and oppressed by the samurai guards, and let him go to these people to protect himself, which is a fantasy.

However, this girl is too far from what she imagined.

After all, most of the people in the market describe Qishi as a very exaggerated storage zài, so Kazuto Sakagami still thinks that Qishi has a stout body that is not lost to men.

"Hello sir."

Nanami held his sword and bowed to Kazuto Sakagami, and after asking the sailors of the caravan, it was not difficult to find him.

"You are Matsushita Nanami...... Miss Nanami. ”

Eh, just an ordinary petite girl, without three heads and six arms, and not with a green face and fangs.

"Yes, down there are the guards of your fleet this time."

"Well, please."

Kazuto Sakagami already had the idea of dismissing Nanami.

"Please rest assured."

Qishi read the other party's worries, and there was no way, this was a very consistent reaction, relying on her appearance, physique, and wanting to give others a sense of security......

To put it cruelly, even Yuuka Matsushita looks much more reliable than herself now.

"I came to take my own life, as long as I don't become a corpse, I will keep you safe all the way." Send a reassuring pill.

"This is a letter of introduction from Master Okita of Natural Reason, and I do have the strength to keep you."

After reading the letter, Kazuto Sakagami read it back and forth many times, and finally put aside the worries in his heart for the time being.

"It's foggy, and the time to go to sea is delayed." He said, "Please, wait on the boat, or on the shore." But who is this? ”

Glancing at Yuuka, he asked Qishi.

"She, is my ......" servant? Underling? These words made Nanami say it personally, a little uncomfortable.

"It's mine, friend, come with me this time."

Taking advantage of the time before they went to sea, Nanami and Yuuka stood on the pier and looked at the misty sea scenery in a daze, neither of them got on the boat, but just chatted about some boring topics on the shore.

"Foggy days are terrible, I don't like fog." Yuuka looked at the sea in the east.

"If it's a normal day, you can see the sunrise at this time." She really wasn't very happy.

"Blocking the asahi side."

"This kind of complaint is like an old woman who can only chatter." Qishi said: "The fog will disperse sooner or later, the sun will not exist any day, if you want to see the rising sun, you just have to get up early tomorrow."

Yuuka disagreed, shaking her head slightly.

"Maybe the sun won't be there one day."

There are some things, who knows what it will become.

Yuuka, formerly known as Reiko Kirikiri.

At that time, in Nagasaki, Kikiri represented the status of a samurai land.

"Seven fruits, incense is incense flowers, incense flowers represent luck"

"I know."

"Yes, Qishi knows it too."

Yuuka remembered something, and she sighed as if she was intoxicated.

"This was a long time ago, when I was only eight years old, a girl younger than me told me, it was a little girl who knew a lot, in front of her, it seemed that I was a little sister."

"So, what about that girl."

"I don't know, but I think she's probably dead."

Yuuka's tone became cold again, overshadowing death with a light stroke.

"Panasonic, would you like to hear about my past?"

Those pasts that were no longer her, but Reiko Kirikiri, should have been completely forgotten, but Yuuka found that as her footsteps approached the former hometown little by little, these memories became clearer.

She wanted to find someone to talk to, and it just so happened that Qishi was by her side.

"Yuuka, I got my own stage name, just to make myself lucky."

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