"It must be because you want to hinder me...it must be like this..."
"If that's the case, that's it...then there's no need for me to endure it anymore...!"
Kiyohime has already put on a look that seems... ready to breathe fire?
"So what if I can't bear it anymore? Gugu."
Xiaoyu also looked not afraid at all.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuah...I really can't bear it anymore!"
but--
Kiyohime didn't breathe fire.
Fortunately, there was no fire.
but......
She took out a bottle from her sleeve.
"do not underestimate me!"
"This is flammable water! A bottle that will burn if you throw it out! This is something imported from the Nanman, and I always carry it with me! Don't blame me if you get burned!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka:......?
Is this...?
"Ah—I'm telling you, don't underestimate me! I'm a geisha from Edo, so I'm used to fires and other things! Just come over here!"
Xiaoyu refused to admit defeat and put on a strange posture, and took out two fans and held them in her hands.
"Whether it's fire or thunder, just use it! Gugu - I will use my fan to blow everything back!"
Two beautiful women put on a fighting pose, looking...
Somewhat funny?
"What? What happened? Ah Xiu wants to see it too!"
Ah Sui squeezed out from behind Musashi and looked over curiously.
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that she should say something, but the situation in front of her——
It seems like nothing is right?
Samura and Musashi also stood there, looking like they were watching a good show, watching with gusto.
Especially, this seems to be Fujimaru Ritsuka's love debt - it's even more interesting.
Finally, the unlucky Tsukiyotou samurai stood between the two of them, crying without tears.
"Your Highness Princess... please ask for your assistant. This is... in public..."
"If, if you must use that thing... at least, at least wear fire-resistant clothing or something..."
The corners of Zuo Cun's mouth twitched.
No, bro, is this how you try to break up a fight?
"Things are getting a little troublesome, so guest, or should I say destined person? How do you plan to solve this matter?"
Musashi seemed to be enjoying the meal, and he asked Fujimaru Ritsuka enthusiastically.
"Don't be happy about kissing me Musashi, I don't know what is going on right now!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka said to Musashi dumbfounded, and then scratched his head.
"Anyway... in short... let these two people calm down first."
"Your Highness Princess! Geisha-sama! Please calm down first!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka said in a loud voice.
Although this method of breaking up a fight seems simple...
But it seems to be surprisingly effective.
"Well...if even you say that..."
Kiyohime glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka and blushed for a moment.
"Sorry, I seem to be a little irrational and let you see the shameful side..."
Xiaoyu also stopped, looking embarrassed.
Then she sighed.
"Forget it, no matter how beautiful the geisha dance is, it is not meant to be danced in public. I'd better go back to the shop."
"Well - to sum up, guest, we are destined to meet again~ I will be very happy if you can come and visit me regardless of your previous grudges."
With that said, Xiaoyu jumped away and disappeared from the road almost in the blink of an eye.
"Uh huh huh... What a good opportunity to escape, that woman..."
Kiyohime still looked a little unhappy, but when she turned to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka, she had a reddish face again.
"I was also a little carried away for a moment. Please don't think of me as a girl who doesn't understand etiquette, my destined person."
"Ah... Although I feel really painful inside, it seems I have no choice but to give up today..."
"But I believe that one day I can..."
The unlucky samurai with Tsukiyo's head looked as if he had been pardoned.
"That's great, princess, hurry back to the city, this way..."
"Thank you all three, it's great to be able to mediate..."
Xiaoyu slipped away.
Her Highness Kiyohime returned to the city under the leadership of the samurai.
Left behind were some regretful Samura and Miyamoto Musashi, and a tired Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"It's finally over..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt as if her brain was uncomfortable because of this incident, and rubbed her temples.
"I feel like Li Xiang is in trouble."
Musashi blinked.
The two girls are so beautiful, and they are not ordinary people...
He almost got into a fight and even brought out dangerous props like Molotov cocktails. He really lost his grace.
"Stop talking about Musashi-chan..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka had a difficult expression.
"Whether it's a peach blossom or not, at least I think this is a disaster...and what is the situation with those two people? Are they Miss Tamamozen and Miss Kiyohime..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that she could not understand the world.
"Okay, okay, let's go collect information again. Just forget about this matter."
Musashi smiled and patted Fujimaru Ritsuka on the shoulder.
"By the way, Your Excellency Zuocun, you——Zuocun?"
"What’s wrong with you?"
Turning his head, Musashi found that Samura was frozen in place, unable to move.
"......nothing......"
"I......"
"Um, do you know me?"
Halfway through Zuo Cun's words, he was interrupted by a strange voice.
"Sister, what's wrong? Did you meet a strange person?"
Another voice that was 80% similar to this voice sounded.
Zuo Cun felt a little dizzy and even couldn't breathe.
——Why are they in this place?
"It's okay, I just met someone who looked familiar."
The white girl said with a smile.
What appeared in front of Zuo Cun at the corner were two identical girls, one black and one white.
Musashi's eyes widened, he covered Fujimaru Ritsuka's mouth, and then put on an expression of watching a good show.
"Did the samurai-sama just come to this city?"
The white girl showed a gentle smile and asked Zuo Cun.
"Ah, yes, I came from Mutsu...probably."
Zuo Cun felt a little embarrassed, but - now that they had met, it seemed like there was no way he could say goodbye right away.
"It's quite a long distance from Mutsu Province to here."
The white girl smiled.
"Please enjoy your life in this city - sister, hasn't mother followed you yet?"
The white girl bowed slightly to say goodbye, then looked back at her sister.
"Mom will follow soon!"
The black girl responded.
The group of three people passed by Zuocun like this, just like ordinary passers-by.