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Chapter 1963 Ryoma did it too

"Pfft-"

"Although that guy Zuomura seems to be a little too neurotic in many cases, at least there is nothing wrong with his concept."

"At least he knows how to prepare hot springs and wine after making a mistake, right Ryoma?"

In the hot spring created by Samura, Okada Izo, Sakamoto Ryoma, and Takasugi Shinsaku were enjoying a moment of peace. Okada Izo picked up a glass of sake, and his face was obviously in a tipsy state.

"Hey, I've been listening."

Zuocun had inexplicably grown wings, so it was inconvenient for him to soak in the hot springs, so he could only sit on the rafters, dangling his legs in boredom.

"It doesn't matter, at least I think what Okada said is not wrong."

Takasugi Shinsaku opened his arms, looking comfortable.

"Before, among the four of us, I always felt that Ryoma was the most gentle and the one who liked fantasy the most."

"As for you, Samura, you are actually no less gentle than Ryoma, but you have been letting yourself become cruel and cruel."

"You guys are driven crazy by yourself."

Okada Izo blinked.

Four people, does the fourth one refer to me?

Zuo Cun looked a little silent, and his wings that were flapping slightly just now stopped.

"I don't deny this, just..."

Ryoma smiled and shook his head.

Among the four-person alliance, Ryoma Sakamoto is a complete idealist, thinking everything so gently and calculating everything so well. Shinsaku Takasugi and Takayoshi Kido are more pragmatists. As for Samura

Annuo is at the center of the three people.

He wears the appearance of a pragmatist, but in fact, like Ryoma, he is a gentle and kind-hearted guy.

"Actually, people like you might be able to achieve greater things if you don't pick up the sword."

Takasugi Shinsaku smiled, held a wine glass, and took a sip of the spicy sake.

"Forget it, if this guy doesn't kill people, he won't become the person we are familiar with at all."

Okada Izo was drinking and suddenly showed a ferocious smile.

"This is the reason why Zuo Cun created this singularity."

Ryoma showed a hint of understanding, raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, thought for a moment, and took the wine glass.

"To have a look, I don't live in troubled times, to take a look - we don't live in troubled times."

A small village is a small microcosm.

The epitome of happiness that only exists in bubbles.

"Haha - so Okada, if you don't become Tenchu, you can only become a gangster in the village!"

Takasugi Shinsaku smiled happily.

"You guys are still talking about me!"

Izo was instantly warmed up by Takasugi.

"You've become a guy who can only run on stage and perform kabuki!"

The two people immediately started fighting in the hot spring.

"Hey, you two!"

Ryoma was affected and made an urgent sound.

Zuocun escaped temporarily because he had wings and could not soak in the hot springs.

Looking at the chaotic hot spring, Zuo Cun couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile.

What if you don't pick up the sword...I haven't considered this.

If I hadn't picked up the sword... I might have become a biologist who focused on studying birds.

Maybe I would be stupid and collect some bird feathers and use these feathers to decorate my room or something?

Ah...that kind of life, right...

"Hey, Zuocun, what are you thinking about?"

By the time Zuo Cun came back to his senses, the fighting in the hot spring had stopped, and Takasugi Shinsaku waved to him.

"It's nothing, I just feel that if such a scene can happen before our eyes, maybe death will be nothing to us."

The three of them looked at each other.

Ryoma sighed and shook his head slightly.

"After all, we can no longer go back to the era that belongs to us."

"Perhaps as long as I can kill people, I will be the same in any era."

"Same bastard?"

"Do you want to fight?"

Takasugi Shinsaku and Okada Izo once again wrestled in the hot springs.

Zuocun sat next to the pool, behind Ryoma.

"What's wrong? Seeing such a scene, it feels pretty good."

Ryoma took a sip of sake and glanced at Samura.

"ah."

Zuo Cun nodded.

"But maybe it's because of this that I miss Gui a little bit."

"Ah, or should I call him Kido?"

An alliance of four.

Anno Samura, Ryoma Sakamoto, Shinsaku Takasugi, Kogoro Katsura.

At that time, Kogoro Katsura hadn't started changing his name like crazy, and all three of them were used to calling Katsura.

But later, when Takasugi Shinsaku died of illness, he had already changed his name.

Takasugi Shinsaku, 1839.9.27-1867.5.17.

Ryoma Sakamoto, January 13, 1836 - December 10, 1867.

Kido Takayoshi, 1833.8.11-1877.5.26.

Anno Zuomura, 1838.??.??——1882.3.13.

Zuo Cun was the last one to die among the four-person alliance.

"The person who leaves the world at the end always has to bear more sorrow... I'm sorry, Zuocun."

"You were left alone for such a long time."

He and Takasugi died one after another, which can be said to have directly collapsed the previously established situation.

"No need to apologize, Ryoma. Only you, no need to apologize."

"Our dreams are given to each other, and our hopes are also given to each other."

Zuo Cun stood up and shook his wings.

"Perhaps it is because of this that fate allows me to live until the end."

"It is precisely because I lived to the end that I can better bring everyone into my heart."

"It's also because of this that I...really created this singularity."

"After all, we are all human beings, we are not just a series of numbers in history, right."

Zuo Cun and Ryoma looked at each other and smiled.

They were each other's most cherished hope. They once thought that with each other's talents, they could make their ideals truly appear in this world.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case.

Without Ryoma, Zuocun's talents would not be able to be used at all. If history were reversed, maybe the result would be...

Well, who knows.

Anyway, that is history.

"Oh, by the way, Aaron heard that you are very strong now, so he seems to want to challenge you - probably the kind between gods and gods, some kind of turf war or something like that?"

Suddenly, Ryoma said this.

"ha?"

Zuocun was stunned.

No, are you coming too?

There's a turf war between the Kurokawa Mountain Evil Sparrow and the Miatsumi Orochi, right?

"Anyway, just wait and I will give my full support to Miss Aaron when the time comes."

Ryoma showed a gentle smile to Zuo Cun.


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