[Comprehensive] The god judge voluntarily was hidden by the gods

"Daigo Kyoya is right." Saitoichi leaned against the corner of the wall, exhaling a smoke ring, "Except for the name, that brat has nothing in common with the chief executive."

Seta Soujiro met Shishio Mama, and Okita Souji met Kondo Isamu.Different experiences caused a decisive difference between the two talented swordsmen.

"...Saito," Himura Kenshin stopped, "Why are you here?"

"It's those two people after all," Saitoichi didn't answer directly, "It's been ten years...they haven't changed at all."

That's why he couldn't help but chased it out, and as expected, he saw another good show.

"Two people?" Himura Kenshin frowned, "I thought that you would at least maintain the necessary contact with Okita Souji."

"I thought he was dead back then," Saito flicked the cigarette ash, "We all thought he was dead."

"……yes."

"Mr. Kondo is dead, and Mr. Hijikata is also dead," said Saito with a rare sadness. "Maybe, he couldn't let go of these things, so he chose to cut off contact with the past."

"Anyway, he looks fine now," Himura Kenshin also thought of Katsura Kogoro and Yuki Daiba, "he's still alive... he's already fine."

The dead are dead, and the living continue to live.The two remnants of the old era were relatively silent, silently heading in opposite directions.

Mikazuki Zongjin once said that he, Himura Kenshin, is the protagonist of the era.

At this time, Himura Kenshin understood his words a little bit.Not only himself, but also Saitoichi, Saigo Takamori, and Sakamoto Ryoma. These people are a generation that inherits the past and the future, lingering in the new era, and witnessing the future that the dead have sacrificed for.

They are handing over power to the next generation, and their thoughts and ideas have begun to become outdated. Only dead things can be passed on, and dead things will one day be buried in time.People come and go from generation to generation, no matter how painful the process, civilization always goes on.

But... I always feel like I forgot something?

"Hey?!" Kaoru Kamiya rolled up his sleeves, "What's wrong with forgetting to bring back the vegetables I bought?!"

Myokami Yahiko looked suspiciously at Himura Kenshin's collar, chest, and cuffs: "I heard that there is a new custom shop in the west recently, and it is very popular with adults?"

Nonsense!

Kaoru Kaoru moved his wrist and asked sullenly, "Really?!"

Himura Kenshin was breaking out in a cold sweat. Compared to Daigo Kyoya, she was a more terrifying parent at this time: "This, please calm down, I can explain it!"

After listening to Fei Cun Kenshin's narration, Kaoru Kamiya clasped his hands and his eyes lit up: "Ah, I should have thought about it earlier, you actually have an intersection with that mirage!"

"Ah Xun, you know?"

"Of course!" Kaoru Kamiya blurted out, "The legendary comedian team at the end of the Bakumatsu period!"

"……what?"

What the hell are Haiyuu!

"Ahem, after all, the appearance of many of their team members is even worse than that of the 'beautiful swordsman' Ito Hachiro Hideji..." Himura Kenshin and Myokami Yahiko stared at Kaoru Kamiya at the same time, Seeing her voice getting weaker and weaker, "Well, Ms. A Miao liked Suzumaru-sama in their team when she was a child!"

"I see," Myokami Yahiko nodded, "No wonder Sister A Miao didn't get married in her old age...it hurts!"

Kaoru Kaoru withdrew the hand that knocked his head: "Don't guess about adults' affairs, children!"

No matter what era it is, teenagers are more concerned about their faces.

"...Anyway," Fei Cun Jianxin coughed, "I did some things for them back then."

"Huh? But you seem to hate them?"

"It's not... how should I put it," Himura Kenshin couldn't put it into words, "They're like... monsters."

"Wow, to be regarded as a monster by you, how powerful is it?"

No, he meant monsters in the literal sense.

By now, he also wants to understand the role of Daigo Kyoya in the Matsudaira Restoration. Even if there is no evidence, it is almost indistinguishable from guessing: the mirage connects the needles between various forces, and then kills the Ming Dynasty in one breath. The classes on the surface, the royal family, the shogunate... were all cleared away, and then the chaebol hiding in the dark were pushed to the fore.

Even if the mirages disappear collectively in the subsequent harvest stage, the foreshadowing and foundation laid in the early stage will not disappear.In the dark, the new government is like a godsend, forming a brand new and relatively equal regime.Although there are still various kinds of corruption and unreasonableness in the implementation of policies... However, the country is still moving in a good direction.

At this time, if someone wants to subvert the regime and break the peace, he will never allow it!

Otherwise, what is the point of him being used successively by respected people with lofty ideals and mirages to kill countless people?

……

Daigo Kyoya led Souji Okita to walk aimlessly on the street, the flow of people gradually became thinner, and occasionally pedestrians walked in a hurry, subconsciously avoiding them, leaving enough space between each other.

There was no dialogue between the two, but there was no embarrassment, forming a warm aura.

Okita Souji stared at the two people's handshake, his mind was empty, and he had the urge to "just keep going like this".

When he was young, he was dug out from the bed by Isamu Kondo, and stood on the roof hand in hand to watch the sunrise.The moment the sun jumped out of the horizon, the soft light went straight into his heart.

How young they were at the time, always thinking that we would be together forever.

Okita Soujiro grew up loved and loved by everyone: It doesn't matter if his parents die early, and his sister and brother-in-law perfectly replaced this kind of role.After entering the testing hall, the owner Kondo Shusuke valued himself as a young disciple with outstanding talent, and his elder brother Inoue Gensaburo, who was quite different in age, even took care of him as his own son.Hijikata Toshizo, who resells Ishida San, occasionally brings him small Western toys. The heir of the dojo, Isamu Kondo, regards himself as his elder brother, and runs around with him on his shoulders in his spare time.

After being watered by everyone's love, he has grown into a cheerful and lively Okita Souji. He once thought that he would be a happy ordinary samurai in the countryside... and then everything was broken by "ideals".

How naive they were at that time, always thinking that a samurai must implement the morality in his heart.

Since the emperor pardoned the ronin and left the vassal, and the shogunate ordered the rogues to recruit, they have the opportunity to leave the vassal and make contributions, why not give it a go?

- No, this is not "ideal".

This is "ambition" in the name of ideal.

They paid a heavy price for this ambition, and even became enemies for a time—this is the so-called "history".

Obviously everyone is a good person, and everyone expects this country to become better...but because of differences in means, they have fallen into civil war.The result of the civil war was a large number of casualties and the collapse of the Shinsengumi.Although the government reorganized the Shinsen brigade during the Southwest War, the rest of this Shinsen group is only symbolic.

Then, under the manipulation of the Goddess of Huangquan, this unbearable history turned into a repeated "present continuous tense".It was literally putting his heart together, then breaking it, and repeating the process over and over again.

During this process, all his tears and blood were shed, leaving only stubbornness and persistence.

Fortunately, his persistence is still meaningful.

History has been changed, and Daigo Kyoya is like the ray of light from the morning sun, illuminating his broken heart.

Although no matter how long the road is, there will be a day when it will be finished, but he sincerely hopes that this process can be slower, slower...

"That," just reading his mind, Daigo Kyoya really walked slower and slower until he stopped, "President."

He squeezed out a few words expressionlessly: "I got lost."

Director Okita smiled: "You are so confident when you leave."

"...Because the chief executive is by my side."

"Really?" Okita Souji tightened his fingers, "Do you trust me that much?"

Daigo Kyoya nodded.

"Since you believe me, then, please," Okita Souji looked into his eyes seriously, "Can you show me a smile?"

Daigo Kyoya was a little surprised, twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to smile, but was unsuccessful.

Before that, he never thought that this would be a difficult thing.If it was him before he was brainwashed, he could still give a stiff expression, but now he seems to be unable to even do this.

"Sorry." He paused, "I can't laugh."

"It doesn't matter," Mr. Okita had expected, and shook his head, "You are a singularity, a paradox. You can manifest divine power, and divine power and divine grace are two sides of the same. You have goodwill towards the world, but the world exists for you Malice, subconsciously, you are fighting against this malice all the time, and you can hardly let go of your guard."

"It's just in your nature."

Did Daigo Kyoya understand: "...what?"

"It's okay," Okita Souji was a little disappointed, and wanted to let go of his hand, "It's okay...forget it for now..."

But Daigo Kyoya took his hand instead.

Although this Daigo Kyoya is much more taciturn than before, he is also the real him without the disguise.Or rather, another side of him.

"Although I don't quite understand it," he and Souji Okita looked at each other, "but I don't want to let go of your hand."

Okita Souji twitched his finger, a bit reluctant to take it away.

"Aren't you afraid that I will abduct you and hide you so that no one can find you?"

"Not afraid."

"What if I did that?"

"In that case, you have to hide yourself as well," Daigo Kyoya tilted his head, "It doesn't matter if we're together."

"really?"

"Ah."

"Remember your words," Okita Souji closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then let it out, "because I will remember it."

"……it is good."