Chapter 8: The Night of the Killing

His hand expertly slid to the hem of my shirt, and I quickly grabbed his hand, and without thinking, I screamed loudly with a move that anyone would use, before he could make any further moves: "Ah!!!! ā€

This trick really worked, he immediately let go of me, and asked in a cold voice, "You are not Ah Chang, who are you?" ā€

This voice, sexually touching, sounds like a mist lingering, so familiar......

At this moment, the room suddenly lit up, as if someone outside had heard the shouts and rushed in with lanterns in their hands.

By the candlelight, I could see the face in front of me clearly, the corners of my mouth twitched, and I stammered, "Tu...... Mr. Hijikata. ā€

He was also shocked, "Why are you here!" ā€

"I'm here to deliver something, you recognized the wrong person." I replied reluctantly.

"Send something here, why are you so stupid!"

"Hey, you're so anxious that you didn't even know who it was!"

He was obviously stunned by my words, and then frowned again: "Why do the girls talk like this! ā€

"Humph!" I snorted heavily.

"Ah, Deputy Chief! Ah, the woman of the Directorate! A voice rang out in surprise. I turned my head to look at it, and I couldn't help but sigh that I was unlucky, the long-tongued brother of Nagakura Shinba was actually here!

"Deputy Chief, you and her ......" Nagakura was also shocked, and following his gaze, I suddenly found a very serious problem, Hijikata and I actually maintained such an ambiguous posture.

He seemed to notice it, and quickly got up and took a step back.

"Hey, Mr. Bunzi, don't talk nonsense, it's a misunderstanding!" I glared at Nagakura.

A strange expression flashed across Nagakura's face, and the thief slipped out of the crowd with a smirk. He won't talk nonsense, I exchanged a look of hatred with Hijikata, and Hijikata immediately rushed out of the door, and a scream from Yongcang immediately came from the door. I was relieved that the devil's deputy chief must have a way to make him obedient not say half a word......

When I went back in the evening, I fell asleep and was so tired today......

The farce of Shimabara Kameya is finally over.,I don't know what method Hijikata used.,Anyway, Shinpachi didn't say a word.怂

As the weather got colder, the head office's cough seemed to be getting worse and worse, and he didn't come to Omiya as often as he used to, so I occasionally visited him at Honganji. Sometimes we would meet in front of the yakuya and chat together over bean candy.

Although it seems to be calm, the political situation in Kyoto is already in turmoil. According to the history books, the Shogunate will soon start a war in Kyoto......

On this day, I just came back from the front house, and as usual, it was another basket of side dishes. For some reason, the dish of radish always seemed to be indispensable in the dishes of this era, and the Japanese samurai always looked down on people who paid attention to food, and thought it was a disdainful act of the great husband. The diet is simple, consisting mainly of cereals, pickles, kelp, seaweed, and fish. There are also chazuke and the like that are even simpler, that is, the rice is cooked and cooled, and when you eat it, you rinse it with hot tea and add a little salt. This kind of thing is very convenient to carry and cook, but it is seriously lacking in nutrients such as iron, protein, and vitamins.

The new team often needs to ambush, track, and guard, and they often eat this kind of thing. Eating such things all the time can easily lead to anemia and low resistance. In short, compared to today's Japanese food, it is much more boring and monotonous. Compared with our rich and colorful Chinese cuisine, it is the difference between heaven and earth. For a while here, I seem to have lost my weight. When I get back, I'll be sure to pull the bird and treat me to a big meal.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly bumped into a person. One of the turnips in the basket fell out, and I didn't see who I bumped into, but I just habitually said "I'm sorry", and bent down to pick up the radish and wanted to leave.

"Do you want to leave like this?" A low voice came into my ears, and I looked up when I heard the sound, and then I felt a little troublesome. A young man dressed as a ronin was looking at me unkindly.

I tried to say in a calm tone: "I've apologized, isn't that enough?" ā€

"Of course it's not enough, do you know who I am, I'm a samurai, a samurai." His tone suddenly became flirtatious, "However, if you are willing to accompany me, I will forgive you this time." ā€

What a rotten person, I looked around, and there were a lot of people watching, looking like they were watching the excitement. Alas, human feelings are indifferent, modern and ancient are the same. Depending on the situation, I can only save myself, but it is not easy to use spells in front of so many people.

"Oh, well, I shouldn't have refused, but there are so many people here......" I whispered, pretending to be shy, "why don't you come with me." He turned and walked down the alley ahead.

He immediately laughed maliciously and quickly followed.

As soon as I entered the deserted alley, I smiled wickedly and quickly attached the amulet to him. Looking at his panicked look, I couldn't help but smile even brighter, now, you are like meat on the chopping board, let me slaughter it......

Of course, first, I slapped him twice and slapped him so hard that he had stars in the eyes and my claw prints on his cheeks.

"You want me to accompany you, are you worthy?" I pinched his chin and laughed. It turns out that pinching someone's chin is quite cool.

"You, who are you?" His words were slurred by the swollen face.

"Who do you care about me?"

"I'm going to kill you hateful woman!" He seemed unconvinced.

"Shut up!" I picked up the long turnip from the basket, broke off a section, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You don't care who I am, anyway, the person who provokes me won't see the sunrise tomorrow." The director was very handsome when he said that, so I will also use it to paraphrase it.

Just as I was thinking about how to think of some tricks and teach him a lesson, a figure suddenly rushed into the alley, and a familiar icy voice sounded behind me: "Stay away from that girl immediately!" ā€

It is the voice of the Director-General! As soon as I turned my head, it was the general director! "Xiao Yin, it's you!" The head office was also surprised to see me, "Get out of that dangerous place!" He said loudly, with a hint of urgency in his tone. Dressed in a light green feather, he looked like he was on patrol, and I quickly tore off the talisman from the man's body, turned around as fast as I could, and ran to the side of the director.

"I'm fine!" I smiled at him. As soon as the man reacted and could move, he pulled out the knife at his waist and prepared to attack.

"Do you want to swing a knife at the captain of the new team?" I looked at him with a smirk. The man was startled, looked at the general director carefully, and hesitated: "Are you ......?"

"The leader of the new writing team, Soji Okita." A big smile broke out on the face of the Director-General. But to the man, the smile must have been a call from hell. I saw that his face changed greatly, and he fled without looking back.

"Xiao Yin, are you okay?" The Director-General didn't pay any attention to him, but just asked me worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm glad you came, by the way, why did you come here?" I looked at him with a grin.

He showed a look of relief and said, "I just heard them on the patrol with Mr. Saito that they were saying that there were ronins harassing the people, so I came to take a look, I didn't expect it to be you, you are fine." ā€

"I don't think it's her who is in trouble." A cold voice came from beside me, and I was startled and looked up sharply, only to find that Saito was standing beside us like a ghost at some point. I patted myself on the chest and said, "Mr. Saito, why did you suddenly appear like a ghost, so easy to kill?" ā€

He didn't answer me, just gave me a meaningful look. I was a little hairy by his gaze, could he have noticed something?

Walking out of the alley, I walked in front with the head secretary talking and laughing, and Saito followed us five or six paces behind.

A gust of cold wind blew in his face, and the head secretary immediately coughed a few lowly. My heart trembled slightly, and I continued to smile, "The New Year is coming soon." ā€

Speaking of this, the head secretary smiled even brighter and said, "Well, did you know that every year on New Year's Day, Kyoto Prefecture holds a fireworks display near the Sumida River, which is very beautiful. By the way, have you ever seen fireworks? ā€

"I, I haven't seen it." I whispered. I'm not lying, I haven't seen fireworks in ancient times.

"Well," he smiled mysteriously, "I'll take you to a place on the day of the fireworks, and it's the best place to watch the fireworks." ā€

Looking at his happy expression, I was also infected by him before I knew it. I nodded, "Okay, don't forget." ā€

He looked at me and smiled, smiling so innocently, transparently, warmly and fragilely.

The New Year's Day is getting closer and closer, and Omiya's business is busier than usual, and Aju is basically busy alone in the store, and her husband Takeshita is often not in the store.

That night, the weather was extremely cold, and I could only hear the wind outside, and there was no customer in the store. Mr. Takeshita was not at home as usual, and after a small talk with me, Aju and I were ready to close.

Just as I was cleaning up the table, she suddenly bent down and got up in pain. I was startled, and quickly helped her and asked, "What's wrong, Aju?" ā€

A layer of cold sweat was already oozing from her forehead, and she whispered, "I—I have a terrible stomachache." Yes, it's an old problem. She struggled to get up, rummaged through something in a wooden box, turned over it for a while, her face changed, and said, "Oops, the medicine has been eaten." ā€œ

"What medicine? I'll buy it for you. I asked.

She looked embarrassed and said, "It's so late, forget it." "Seeing that she was in unbearable pain, she had a bit of a stomach ulcer or something like that. I helped her lie down in the inner room and said, "I'll buy it, you wait for me, it's okay." ā€

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you, as long as you and Mr. Matsuo say that it is Omiya's Aju, he will know." ā€

I nodded, smiled at her, and hurried out the door.

That medicine house is in Hachijo, where I used to buy Chuanbei. So I'm familiar with it.

It was really cold in Kyoto at night, and as soon as I went out, I shivered from the cold. Quickly wrap your clothes tighter and walk forward quickly.

When I was about to arrive at the medicine store, I faintly saw a few figures reflected in the paper window upstairs of the medicine house, and I was happy, it seemed that the boss had not slept yet. I was about to continue walking, when I suddenly saw several people outflanking this place at a very fast speed, and it was so dark that I couldn't see who it was. Just in case, I immediately hid sideways in a hidden place and watched them, only to hear a dark voice sound in a low voice: "Those spies sent by Changzhou are all gathering here tonight, and if there are any rebels, they will be killed immediately!" I covered my mouth in shock so as not to make a noise. Isn't this voice the voice of the devil's lieutenant? Are they on a mission? Is it this medicine house?

Several figures quickly kicked open the sliding door and rushed in with lightning knives. Immediately there were screams in the room, the sound of swords clashing, and the sound of --- swords piercing into the body. The white paper windows were like splashing ink, blooming one after another, one after another, blood-colored flowers, which looked even more strange and terrifying in the dim candlelight.

At this moment, they are all ghosts......

With a "dang", a man covered in blood rushed out, followed by several more people, one of whom slashed him in the back with great speed. At this moment, the moon came out of nowhere, and in the moonlight, I clearly saw the new team members dressed in light green haori, the devil's deputy chief, Saito Ichi, Hirama Saburo, and ---- General Chief. It was Saburo Hirama who added a fatal knife to the man, but the man did not fall down immediately, but raised his head, stared into the distance unwillingly, and said with difficulty: "Only, only the Restoration, Japan, Japan can have a future...... in order to get rid of the ...... The fate of the country......" He suddenly turned around, struggled to take out a cloth bag from his arms, and said to San Lang with his last breath: "Mr. Ping, Mr. Hirama, I, I don't blame you, please, please give this to Ah Ju on my behalf." ā€

Before the man fell, I could see the man's face in the moonlight, and I couldn't help but let out a soft cry in shock. That man is actually Mr. Takeshita, Aju's husband! It turned out that he was a reformist in Changzhou!

As soon as I let out a soft breath, I felt a light body, and someone lifted me out of the shadows.

"Xiao Yin!" The Director-General stared at me in surprise, losing his usual smile.

"Why are you again?" A hint of surprise flashed across Saito's face. Alas, how do I know why this happens every time.

As soon as the earthwork that took me out saw that it was me, his subordinates unconsciously relaxed, and their guarded eyes eased a little.

"Why are you here?" He asked coldly.

"I'll buy medicine for Ah Ju." As I spoke, I glanced sympathetically at the dead Takeshita, and couldn't help but feel a little sad, how should I talk to Aju.

I glanced at Saburo again. The cheerful Saburo held the cloth bag in his hand, and kept standing next to Takeshita's corpse in a daze, muttering: "Why is it him, why is ......it him?"

"Threw it." Saito said coldly.

"No," Saburo quickly put the cloth bag into his arms, "This is what he asked me to give to Aju, and I can't refuse." ā€

"So doesn't Ah Ju know that you killed his husband?" Earthwork color road.

"I killed it in the first place. In short, I must hand over such a thing to Aju with my own hands, don't say anything about it! I was the one who killed her husband! Can't you even agree to this little request! He yelled uncharacteristically.

Neither Hijikata nor Saito said anything more. Just put the knife back into the scabbard.

"Let's go back." The head secretary smiled faintly and patted Saburo lightly on the shoulder. Saburo didn't speak, and walked forward slowly.

"Deputy Chief, I'll go back later." The head secretary smiled and said to Hijikata, who looked at me, then at the head office, and nodded.

Seeing their backs go away, the smile of the general secretary disappeared for a moment, and soon smiled at me again and said, "It's late, I'll send you back." ā€

"No need." My mind was in a mess, I didn't know how to tell Ah Ju about this tragic thing, I kept imagining Ah Ju's sad expression after knowing about it, and my mood became worse and worse, as if I had sunk to the bottom all of a sudden.

His expression darkened for a moment, but he continued to smile and said, "Then ......"

"Director-General, I know it's not your fault for killing people, but I don't like your attitude of killing people and it's very indifferent......" I blurted out somehow.

He didn't speak, just looked at me, the expression on his face was unpredictable, a chill flashed in his eyes that I had never seen before, and even there was a chill in his voice, "Because------ I am not the son of man, I am the son of ------ ghost." "I suddenly felt a chill rise up my spine, and I felt depressed.

"Director-General, I didn't mean that, I ......" I was shocked and speechless.

"I understand. Alright, let's send you home. He suddenly laughed again, and the feeling he had suppressed disappeared suddenly.

Chief Division, are you an angel or a Shura?

"Ahem, ahem......" He suddenly bent down, covered his mouth and coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, followed by another mouthful. I could clearly see that red blood was leaking from his fingers, and his heart throbbed violently. I took a few steps towards him, crouched down, and held him tightly in my arms. His body shook violently, trying to push me away, and whispered, "Ahem...... I'll get your clothes dirty. ā€

I hugged him tighter, shaking my head, but I couldn't speak, and I only felt a feeling of distress spread from the bottom of my heart......

There was another rapid cough, and a sudden heat on his shoulder. My body trembled, and the blood of the chief secretary was very hot, very hot...... My shoulders felt like they were burning......

In the cold winter night, the wind continued to blow, and I hugged the hands of the general secretary tightly, and I did not let go...... Why, this teenager is so distressing......