In the past two years, Qishi has not seen heavy snow in the past two years, but it is snowing heavily today.

After going out in the morning, the dice were almost dazzled by the white before dawn, the temperature plummeted last night, and the sound of wind and snow was faintly heard, and the heavy snow had stopped this morning, but it also left a thick layer of snow on the ground.

"Is it snowing?"

Fortunately, the clothes for the winter were prepared in time, and Nanami was glad that he was prescient, but when it came to winter, the only clothes to prepare were herself and Kenshin's clothes, as for the robe that Kiyojuro had always seen him change, and he had never changed it but never got dirty, probably something very important, right?

"Sister Asakura, are you awake?"

Inside the house, Kenshin rubbed his eyes and came out, he was still young, it was really difficult for him to get up so early, fortunately Kenshin was not a pampered child, since he followed Bigu Kiyojuro to learn art, his diligence Qishi also saw in his eyes, for this junior brother, she still admired it a little in her heart.

In the future, I might be able to become a great person.

"Snow?" Standing beside Nanami, Kenshin reacted.

"Well, yes, it looks like today's practice has to be delayed a little bit."

"How?"

Kenshin looked suspiciously at Nanami, who walked into the back room and took out a shovel.

"Let's clean it up first, you can't practice swords in such an environment, okay, you can also come to Kenshin."

"Hmm."

Today is a snowy day, and it is also Qishi's birthday, and Qishi does not tell anyone when her birthday is, because she feels that she has passed the "age" of thinking about her birthday.

Of course, in this era when everyone is suffering, there is some resistance to such a thing as a birthday.

Such a peaceful journey, living under the protection of the master, such a life is too beautiful.

Footsteps were heard.

"What, are you cleaning up?"

Kiyojuro Hiko came back, and I don't know where he went in the morning, and his body and hair were all wet because the snow had melted.

"Where have you been?"

Seeing this, the cloth that Qishi took and the hot water that had just been boiled in the morning, Higu Kiyojuro took it and wiped his face.

"Today, let's take a break."

"Rest?"

“？”

Qishi and Kenshin are a little incomprehensible, they have experienced it more strictly than Gu Kiyojuro, and the word rest, coming out of his mouth is really unadaptable.

"That's right."

He put away Qishi's shovel and said to the two of them.

"Recently, there has been a new Kabuki performance in the town, and there were no seats for the first two days, and it snowed heavily today, so there will be fewer people to see it." Kiyojuro Higu is not an old-fashioned and pedantic person, he is only in his twenties.

"It's always full of swordsmanship, and it won't be effective in the end, it's a snowy day, take this opportunity to take a break."

"Yes, yes."

Qishi was originally not interested in such a thing as Kabuki, in her opinion, this kind of thing is the same as the Peking Opera she used to watch, saying that it is very powerful, the quintessence of the country or something, but she can't see the reason for it.

However, today, Nanami is very happy.

"This, take it." Kiyojuro Hiko handed Nanami a package.

"What is this?"

"Girls go out and dress up."

Inside the package is a kimono, no decoration, the style is very plain, but the color is beautiful, light blue hue, just a glance can make people calm.

Kiyojuro Hiko went out in the morning just to pick up this dress.

Change your clothes, you don't have to practice swords today, Qishi will also spread out the hair that has been tied up, she hasn't cut her hair all these years, and it's a little long, but the texture of the child's hair is very good, Qishi often gets exposed to the wind and the sun but doesn't dry her hair.

Opening the door, Qishi looked a little embarrassed, where is the current Qishi blushing and hot, and there is still a steady and mature appearance on weekdays.

"That, how"

The voice is lowered, I have lived as a girl for almost eight years, and dressing up in women's clothes is already a very ordinary thing, but when I really consciously dress up, Qishi always feels awkward.

The little bit of male consciousness left in my heart is at work.

"Not bad." Kiyojuro Hiko nodded.

"Sister Asakura, it's beautiful!" Kenshin's sincere praise.

"Really? That's good, that's good. ”

Isn't it beautiful?

Asakura Hayato is recognized as a beautiful man, and Nanami's mother is also outstanding in appearance, thinking about it this way, Nanami, who inherited the appearance of the two, will definitely be a beauty in the future, even if she is young now, she already has a certain charm, of course, provided that she is really willing to care a little about how she dresses.

Anyway, the three of them went to town like this.

The journey was not short, and they lived in a bit of a remote area, so they walked a long way to the town, and were led to the theater by Kiyojuro Hiko.

It's not a very gorgeous venue, it's open-air, and today a shed was specially erected to keep out the snow, and the performance hasn't started yet, but a lot of people have gathered, and it seems that there are more people when the weather is good.

After finding a seat and sitting down, Nanami, Kenshin, and Bigu were not good at talking in nature, and the three of them silently waited for the start of the play.

The story revolves around four wandering swordsmen, the content is very simple, the four swordsmen are all samurai with unique skills, but then they were framed and had to abandon their identities, in order not to drag down their relatives and friends, they began to wander the world, and the four people in similar circumstances sympathized with each other, they thought that even if they were a wanderer, they had to do the way of heaven to save people from fire and water, so they always defended the world with the sword in their hands, and the good times did not last long, their actions exposed their identities, and they were targeted by powerful people who were worried about them

The final ending is not happy, the play has been performed for a long time, there is chivalry, there is love, and even the terrible black ship, the background of the story is set in a similar era today, which can resonate with everyone, and the final tragic ending also makes everyone feel lost.

The four swordsmen, who died in the torrent of the times, are full of regrets, but they have never brought hope.

In the end, even Qishi, who was not interested in it, couldn't help but watch the whole drama carefully.

"Master, who is the author of this play?"

Nanami suddenly became curious about its creator.

"It seems, it's a guy named Kawamotomo."

“！”

"What's wrong?"

It seems that Kawamoto has finally found his own inspiration.

On a snowy day, the master and apprentice spent a somewhat leisurely time, and in the case that no one knows, Qishi had a good birthday.

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