Uesugi Kiyoshi took out his phone and looked at it, and pressed the connect button.

"Master, it's me."

He spoke respectfully.

Hidekawa Kamiizumi's magnetic voice came from his phone.

"Ah, Qing, I've already arrived in Kyushu."

"The meeting of the Residence Hope Society should last for a long time, and the location is near Mt. Aso, I may not have time to contact you when I am busy, so don't worry about me."

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned when he heard this, are Master's old friends so strange?

Where did the swordsmen meet? Do you want to go to the hot springs?

Mt. Aso is one of the most famous active volcanoes on the island of Kyushu, and there have been records of eruptions in recent years, so it sounds dangerous.

Before he could come up with a reason, he listened to Izumi Hidekawa continue to speak.

"Kiyo, I'm calling you because of something I said before--I said that my old friend asked me to teach his daughter's kendo, and because I was coming to the meeting of the Residence Meeting, I asked you to be a kendo teacher for me for a few days, do you remember?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi replied that his memory was not that bad.

He still remembered that the master's old friend was named Dong Wenju, who was the head of the Extreme Way in Tokyo, and seemed to be a swordsman too, because the master had said something like, "He's just a defeated soldier of mine."

He was impressed because he learned from Akutagawa Ryunosuke that Yokotano's mutation was related to a yakuza gang called the "Twin Ghost Gumi", which was the organization under the jurisdiction of the Tobunkai.

This made him quite interested in the Dongwen Society.

"He called me just now, I want to see you, and by the way, I will introduce you to the people in his group, hey, this job was put in the Warring States period, it was called [Guide to the Art of War], the status is not low, they have a lot of rules, it is estimated that it is a banquet of the nature of an apprenticeship banquet, you can go directly."

"It's not a bad thing to have a good relationship with Jidao, you see that I'm alone, and I'm living a good life, just because I have more friends."

"Well, do you have time? Tonight, if you don't have time, I'll turn him down for you. ”

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't refuse, he promised, "Tonight, yes?" Master, I will visit Dong Wensang for you, please rest assured, I will not lose my courtesy. ”

"That's good, there should be a car to pick you up later, you just wait at home."

"Dongwen, that person, although he is a little thoughtful, but he is still good to his friends, he helped me a lot at the beginning, otherwise ordinary people invite me to teach swords, and I don't bother to pay attention."

"For my sake, don't be lazy, you have to do what you promised."

"Of course, if he gives you anger, don't bear it, just leave, and wait for me to come back and settle accounts with him."

"Okay, that's it, someone came to pick me up, I'm not in Tokyo, you pay attention to safety."

After Uesugi Kiyoshi came down, the phone was hung up.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Kiyoshi Uesugi stared at the rain curtain outside the window and fell into deep thought.

"Dong Wenjue... Oriental Society. ”

"Could it have something to do with that ghost? There is a need to investigate clearly. ”

"Ryunosuke Akutagawa said that he seems to have a grudge against that ghost."

"Collectibles Society, Oriental Society..."

"Heh... Interestingly, it's a lot more fun than the boring life before. ”

Uesugi Kiyoshi clenched his fists and gestured to hold a sword, the look on his face becoming expectant.

On the other side, a somewhat low-key black Toyota van is speeding down the main road of Shinjuku.

In the back seat of the car sat a more formal Sakura-colored kimono with large furnishing sleeves - it was a formal dress painted with five Tobun family crests, and the whole kimono was a complete look of painted feathers, which made Tofumi Maki more dignified and beautiful.

She stepped on a pair of high-heeled sandals - not straw sandals, but similar to clogs, matching shoes with a kimono, and the pure white foot bags were hidden under the hem of the large fur sleeves, a perfect traditional Japanese lady posture.

It's just that her face is expressionless, and her interest is not very high.

Sitting in the front passenger seat of the car is a girl wearing a witch costume, she doesn't look very old, she has a cute baby face, if it weren't for the tall figure, it is believed that it is a middle school student.

It is no longer known how many people have been deceived by this lovely face.

The president of the Tobunkai has two knives in his hands.

A "demon knife" and a "witch knife".

This girl in a shrine maiden costume is Kagura, the "witch sword" of the Tobunkai, and she is a genuine transcendent.

Kagura isn't her name, just one of her code names – she doesn't have a name.

She is here to protect the safety of the eldest lady of the Dongwen Society, she is one of the most trusted people in Dongwenjue, and she is also the right-hand man that Dongwenjue has cultivated since she was a child and intends to leave it to her daughter.

Kagura looked through the rearview mirror and saw that something was wrong with the eldest lady's expression, and as soon as she rolled her eyes, she found a topic.

"Your Highness, are we going to ask the elder to find a swordsmanship teacher for His Highness?"

"I've heard that it's the disciple of the new Yin Stream's generation of masters, Shangquan Jianhao, and it is said that he has obtained the seal of the New Yin Stream's exemption from all the transmissions, and I'm afraid that swordsmanship has been passed on by Shangquan Jianhao."

"The elder and Shangquan Jianhao really have a deep friendship, even if Shangquan Jianhao has something to do, he will also send a proud disciple to teach the teacher on his behalf."

"I don't know about this... What kind of person would Uesugi-san be? ”

Kagura chattered and talked to Maki Tofumi, but it didn't make her frowning eyebrows stretch for half a minute.

Higashimi Maki and Kagura are childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and she can't just leave Kagura alone, so she distracted and said, "I don't know, my father only told me his name." ”

"Uesugi Kiyoshi... I haven't heard of this name.,It stands to reason that Uncle Ueizumi's disciples should also be famous in Tokyo.,My father told me.,Uncle Ueizumi was short-tempered when he was young.,Even a little high-flying.,More than half of the famous swordsmen in Tokyo have been beaten by him in the name of sparring.,Well... Father is also one of them. ”

"As a disciple of Uncle Kamiizumi, he should be very similar to his teacher, right?"

Kagura couldn't help but feel a little excited when she saw that Maki Higashimi had finally spoken, instead of being so worried.

She racked her brains to think about the topic and chat with Dongwen Maki, and time passed little by little, and the car had already driven into the somewhat desolate Arakawa area.

Kagura, who was concentrating on "chatting with the eldest lady", glanced at the scenery outside the window with her afterglow, and suddenly frowned, and swallowed half of her words.

Her voice became a little stern, and she shouted at the driver, "Stop! It should have arrived, right at this intersection! ”

The driver, dressed in a black suit, ignored Kagura's words, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stepped on the accelerator without stopping at all.

In the next second, a short rib with a length of just over half a meter penetrated the driver's throat.

Kagura, who was still chatting with Higashimi Maki a moment ago, had a sheathed rib in her right hand, and she stabbed the strange driver to her throat, and then, she reached out, opened the driver's door, kicked the driver down, and sat in the driver's seat with a short body, and pressed the brake hard.

Maki Tomo, who was sitting in the back seat, shook violently, and the business car slid in the rain and shook its tail, and finally stopped.

Through the raindrops, Kagura's expression became solemn.

Her voice also became a little nervous and cautious.

"Your Highness, please get out of the car and follow me to break through, there is an enemy assassination!"

"There are too many people, if you are trapped in the car, I am afraid that there will be death and no life!"

Dongwen Zhenxi, who had a calm face, opened the door of the back seat very cooperatively, glanced at the big man in the black suit who had slowly surrounded him, and sighed faintly.

She had lost count of the first assassinations.

From the first fright, to the later habitual.

She's used to it.

As the daughter of Dong Wenjue, the leader of the extreme path, she is ready to deal with the consciousness of danger, and this kind of battle cannot scare her.

Holding the sheathed katana that was placed horizontally to the side, Maki Higashifumi didn't mind the rain that was already below his ankles, and the grass shoes stepped directly on the ground.

The rainstorm and the wind blew her hair and skirt, and the cherry-colored Dongwen family pattern flew with the wide sleeves of the hunt, and she was like a cherry blossom floating in the wind and rain, with a resolute spirit and dazzling beauty.

With a cold pretty face, she looked quietly in the rain at the black suit that had surrounded her and the Divine Orchestra, and the hilt of the knife was already clenched in her hand.

The daughter of the Dongwen family is not a delicate eldest lady.

When she was ten years old, she followed her father into battle and participated in the gangsters.

She is no stranger to blood and death.

But when she saw the leaders behind those black suits, her calm face finally rippled.

The knuckles of Maki Higashi's grip on the hilt of the sword turned a little white - she spoke in disbelief.

"The Nine Ghost Brothers of the Twin Ghost Group...?!"

Without thinking about it for a long time, Maki Tobun got the answer in his heart.

The Twin Ghost Group is the henchman of her own uncle, Dong Wenyu.

They will appear here, and the truth of the matter speaks for itself.

Her face finally became a little flustered, and her eyes were full of uneasiness and worry about her father.

She muttered to herself, her voice getting lower and lower.

"Is that so..."

"Uncle he..."

"Is it a rebellion?"