Samura and Takeichi Hanheita didn't stay too long at Kamizou, and started rushing to Tosa early the next morning.
The King Qin Party must be established as early as possible, and the plan will be implemented in the spring of next year. It is almost September now, and time is tight.
The two of them will first go to Oda Castle to meet up with Ryoma Sakamoto, and then return to Tosa together.
When the two of them were on their way to the hotel, they stayed in a hotel.
In the hotel, there was also a short samurai guest wearing a bamboo hat.
...
Zuo Cun bought some wine.
He climbed to the roof alone.
It's cloudy tonight, but you can still occasionally see the moon through the gaps in the clouds.
Sitting alone under the moonlight and drinking alone is Zuo Cun's greatest pleasure when he is alone.
He likes drinking more and more, because after drinking too much, he doesn't have to think about too many things.
Downstairs, the figure who had returned from an outing looked at Zuo Cun sitting on the roof of the hotel and paused for a while.
"Zuo Cun...Anno."
Zuo Cun only focused on drinking and didn't feel anything at all.
However, after drinking for a while, when Zuocun was drunk, he felt that someone else besides himself was on the roof.
He thought it was Takeshi Hanheita, but when Takeshi Hanheita stepped on the tiles, it was not the sound. The sound of the visitor's footsteps was much softer.
"Your Excellency... why did you come to me?" Zuo Cun drank all the wine and didn't look back. He just said this.
But Zuocun's hand had already grasped He He's knife handle.
"Nothing." A cold female voice sounded from behind Zuo Cun, "I just came to see you."
Zuocun was stunned.
This voice...
There was silence for a long time, neither of them moved.
Zuocun blinked and poured another glass of wine.
Then he passed it behind him.
"Want to drink?"
Okita took the wine handed over by Zuo Cun without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp.
"Ahem!" She coughed twice, "I really don't know why you like to drink this kind of thing."
"As you drink, you get used to it." Zuo Cun poured more wine and shook the glass, "I actually know that the content in the cup can never make up for the sorrow, but it can make people temporarily forget the pain."
"Is Mr. Samura really in pain?" Okita's tone was a little questioning.
"...It's not so much pain as it is just self-pity." Zuo Cun looked at the drink in the cup, the moonlight reflected on it, allowing Zuo Cun to see his face, "It's just...
..A guy who doesn’t cherish his feelings is just giving up on himself.”
"You actually cherish your feelings." Miss Okita took two steps forward and held Zuo Cun's head. "If you really don't cherish your feelings, why don't you look back at me?"
Zuo Cun gritted his teeth and drank the wine in the glass again.
"Hey, Okita, in your thoughts, which one is more important, belief or emotion?"
"......I have no idea."
Okita pursed his lips and looked gloomy.
"...That's right, you've always had Shimazaki and Hijikata make decisions for you." Zuomura smiled.
"Are you making fun of me?" Okita frowned.
"No." Zuomura stood up, patted his clothes, turned around, and looked at Okita Souji, the swordsman genius, and the young girl who had just grown up.
He hugged Souji Okita gently.
"Your purity is the best gift for this troubled world."
"Rather than letting you become me and people like Shimazaki and Hijikata, it's better to just leave it like this."
Zuo Cun didn't dare to let go and look into Okita's eyes.
"Samura, I..." Okita didn't know what to say.
"In the past, I didn't dare to face myself, but I understand, I have always understood." Zuo Cun held back tears, bit his lip, and squeezed out words from the gap between his lips, "I really want to leave Tosa, and you,
Together with Hijikata Shimazaki Inoue, we tried the life of the guardianship hall together, but I couldn't."
"Before dawn, all roads are dark, and no one knows which road is right. I can't convince myself to give up my beliefs and path and take the earthly road, so I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.
"
Okita pondered for a while, then hugged Zuo Cun and patted his back.
"You don't have to say sorry to me, Zuocun."
"Master once said to me that a warrior should have his own beliefs."
"You and Shimazaki just have different ideas, and you may not necessarily go on opposite paths in the future."
Zuo Cun couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard Miss Okita's clumsy comfort.
"Then just treat it like this."
Zuo Cun let go of Okita and walked past her.
Okita turned around: "Samura, why don't you and I—"
"Okita!" Zuo Cun interrupted Okita.
He knew what Okita wanted to say.
"My path is not suitable for you, and I will not let you follow me."
"Let's go with Shimazaki, Hijikata and the others."
"...If, when dawn comes, you and I have not died in this troubled world...I will go find you."
Zuocun didn't say any more.
After jumping up, only Souji Okita was left on the roof.
She felt the remaining warmth and bit her lip.
"Then...it's agreed."
...
Zuo Cun returned to the room and pushed Takeichi Hanheita, who was still sleeping.
"Get up, Mr. Wushi."
"Ang? Is it dawn yet?" Takeshi Hanpingtai sat up sleepily.
"Not yet...but let's go." Zuo Cun was a little apologetic.
However, he was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, Okita would follow him.
As he said, before dawn, all roads are dark, and no one knows which road can lead to the ultimate sunshine.
However, the path chosen by Zuo Cun was definitely not suitable for Okita.
Sure enough, a pure girl like Okita still needs those optimists like Shimazaki and Hijikata to brighten her up.
Sorry, Miss Okita.
The two people packed their luggage, left the hotel, and continued walking towards Oda Castle.
Miss Okita watched Zuocun leave without saying a word.
The wine Zuocun just drank is still on the roof.
Okita sat where Zuo Cun was sitting just now, picked up the remaining wine, tilted his neck, and drank all the remaining wine.
"Ahem! So spicy!"
...
Zuocun and Takeshi Hanheita both walked very quickly and arrived at Oda Castle in less than a week.
After meeting up with Sakamoto Ryoma, the four of them quickened their pace and returned to Tosa.
Time is running out, and the establishment of the Tosa Kinwang Party cannot be delayed.
The three of them rented a car and finally returned to Tosa in mid-October.
The three people drafted a memorandum.
"Party leader: Ruishan, Wu City."
"After the appeal is sent out, the talents we have recruited before will probably gather here." Ryoma pinched his hair and seemed to be in good spirits.
"The three people in this room, the rest, Oishi En, Mazaki Canglang, Hirai Shojiro, and..."