"Look at this Zuo Village, it's just a matter of sushi." Serizawa duck was holding a glass of wine and lay half on the chair, laughing and looking at Zuo Village who was drunk and unconscious on the other side.

Xin Jianjin was drinking sake while smiling without saying a word.

Zuocun was already a little confused and slapped the table with both hands: "Come on, drink again, drink again!"

Although Serizawa Ya was laughing at Zuocun, his face was actually red. He slapped the money on the table: "Boss, pay!"

"Okay." The boss is also a young man, and smiled generously.

......

The next morning, Zuocun covered his head and sat up.

"Is this...that temple?" He had a messy hair and doubted his life.

I seemed to be... drunk last night?

Suddenly, a snore sounded like thunder.

Turning his head stiffly.

Serizawa Ya and Shinmijin, the two men who were both stronger than Zuocun, were snoring in a bad sleeping position.

Grass.

This is Zuocun’s current idea.

How could I drink too much?

Zuocun covered his head and doubted life.

Annuo Zuocun, who was only sixteen years old, experienced the beauty of drinking for the first time, and also realized how much it was after drinking too much...

The sword and the pheasant feather were thrown aside. Zuocun sighed, kicked the quilt aside, picked up the knife and pinned it on his waist, Zuocun opened the door.

Ah, it's almost noon.

The dazzling sunlight shone in. Zuocun subconsciously covered his eyes, but two screams came from behind.

"Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, and ah!!!" The eyes were suddenly shined by strong light, and Serizawa Ya and Shin-Kami-jin shouted at the same time, covering their eyes and rolling on the tatami with their plump bodies.

Zuocun was startled: "Hey, Serizawa, Xinjian, what are you two ghosts' names?"

Although Serizawa Ya and Shinmijin are much bigger than Zuocun, they still have a very young mindset.

A little taken for granted, a little straightforward.

"Oh? Zuocun, you are awake." Serizawa duck rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"I'm leaving, Serizawa." Zuomura didn't say much.

I have drunk the wine, so I don’t have to say much about saying goodbye.

"Ho huh, is that?" He stretched his waist, making Zuocun involuntarily think of the creature like black bear. Serizawa duck laughed twice, "Go to the tail?"

Zuocun nodded.

"Then, I wish you a prosperous martial arts fortune." Xin Jianjin sent his blessings.

“I’m grateful.”

......

"Ryuma, are you going to Edo again?" Okada Izo looked at the tall figure, his nose a little sore.

Ryuma was wearing a Wu suit and wearing a braid, with his back to Okada Izumi, and was followed by Miss Aaron, a snake god.

"Yes, Izo, I will come back. After all, Tosa is my home." Ryuma smiled slightly.

"You guy, you are so weak in swordsmanship, why are you still staying in Edo?" Okada hummed with anger, "If it weren't for your side, Miss Aaron would have died long ago!"

"Hmph, Miss Along admires your words very much." Miss Along touched Yizang's head with a smile.

"Hey!" Okada Izusa was so scared that she hurriedly avoided.

"Yizang." Ryuma did not smile rarely, but turned around and looked at Yizang seriously.

"...Longma?" Yizang stood there in a daze, looking at this familiar and strange friend.

"Japan is changing, and the stable days are gone." Ryuma's tone was low, "We... are no longer children."

"I'll be back, but, at least for now, I can't stay in Tosa."

"I will do my part for Japan, even if I may not be able to do anything." The figure of the man named Ryuma Sakamoto suddenly became extremely tall in Okada Izumi's eyes.

Longma turned around and had a knife on his waist.

Weak sword skills are just a joke after all. Is Ryuma Sakamoto, who is the inheritor of Beichen's sword, really weak?

"The troubled times are coming, so I hope you are well."

Ryuma's figure gradually faded away. Even though he was following Miss Aaron, Okada Izusa could see the feeling of being alone.

Yizang did not shed tears, but just smiled, put his hands beside his mouth, made a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly: "Hey, Longma———"

"You must be a big shot-!!!"

Ryuma Sakamoto did not turn around, but just stretched out one hand and waved it.

The road ahead of the dragon horse is a dragon.

......

Edo, natural psychological flow test center.

Okita Headmaster is already twelve years old and is practicing with a knife swing.

She deserves her reputation as a genius swordsman.

In the competition with Kondo Shusuke, Kondo Shusuke could vaguely force him to hold the knife in both hands.

When the practice of kendo reaches a certain level, in addition to the necessary physical exercise, spiritual transformation will often be more important.

Under the tempering of Kondo Shusuke, the perfect sword embryo, finally fully demonstrated his talent.

Okina Main-Shiji himself was also very nervous.

Women's kendo practice is still much more troublesome than men.

She is already twelve, and the most critical physiological phenomenon in women is coming.

You must complete your transformation before this!

Her eyes were sharp and she stared forward without any distractions.

Holding the knife back with both hands, pressing his hands to his ears, Okita's eyes narrowed slightly.

Spurring—

With his feet exerted force, General Okita stabbed forward.

Buzz —

Time seems to have stopped.

The sprinter Okina, who had completely disappeared from the spot

"One step - Yueyin!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Okina Headmaster suddenly appeared in another place.

Kondo Shusuke, who was watching Okita's practice, stood up in fear.

"That was...!?"

Mainji Okina maintained a stance of stabbing his sword.

"Hu...Hu..." She gasped and looked at her knife.

"I just...?"

Before he finished speaking, Okina Soichi felt a severe feeling of fatigue.

She couldn't help but fell to the ground, but was caught by Kondo Shusuke.

Kondo Shusuke looked at Okita Soji who had lost consciousness, his eyes filled with shock and joy.

"Secretary General...you have already seen the path!"

He whispered.

After sending Okita Toshi back to his room, Kondo Shusuke came to the courtyard and sat under a tree.

Today's night sky is particularly clean, with only a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Kondo Shusuke was in poor health, and the doctor even told him not to take a knife.

Many times, these apprentices are exploring their own natural thoughts and thoughts.

And now, Kondo Shusuke finally saw hope.

"The mystery of natural psychological flow - shrinking the ground!" He took out a small bottle of sake with a rare smile, sat under the tree with a smile, and drank it himself. "Finally... someone has hope to carry you forward again!"
Chapter completed!