[Comprehensive] The god judge goes to the ice and three points of sweetness

Kyoto has not been peaceful these days, and the work of the Shinsengumi has also begun to become complicated. Those disgusting beings seem to have a special affection for flames, and they started to set fires everywhere in Kyoto in cooperation with the group of reformers.

This made Director Okita gritted his teeth, and invited Toshizo Hijikata to start frequent missions.

But every time they can watch someone else solve the problem in front of them by coincidence. Every time it is a different person, but they happen to be in front of them every time, and they always have various excuses to get out.

What's more, he even wore an aristocratic hunting suit, and gracefully hacked and killed those disgusting things in front of them, which made Mr. Okita very aggrieved.

The most exaggerated thing is that they are doing these things in front of him, openly and aboveboard!

Mr. Okita felt that he had been insulted. Every time he came back, he held his breath and pouted his mouth. He didn't even have the nature of stealing Mr. Hijikata's poetry collection to read carefully. Instead, Hijikata who suddenly became quiet Some are not used to it.

"Speaking of which, when I first met that person, it seemed to be in Huajie."

Okita Souji suddenly remembered the frivolous look of that person at that time, rolled up his sleeves and did what he said, and walked out with Yamazaki: "Let's go, let's investigate the information."

Seeing Yamazaki in front of him familiarly provoke a woman to ask for information there, Souji Okita looked around and heard a woman standing there, lying on Souji Okita's shoulder and teasingly said: "Speaking of it, come on." There was a little brother this time, who was just as fun as you guys, but it was just to ask what went wrong over there, and it ended up being boring."

"Where did that person come from, do you have any impression?"

Director Okita's face was tender, especially when he was asking, he was still gasping for air, he looked like a child who had run away from home to run away with relatives, which made the woman look at Okita several times: "If the little brother you asked, who is with you now?" It looks like a child."

After asking about where he came from, Okita Souji left behind Yamazaki who was still unable to pull himself out among the women, and ran over there first, and Yamazaki behind him sighed, a little helpless: "This man is really... ..."

For a while, there was only one homestay that closed the door tightly in broad daylight. Seeing the door open, Director Okita quickly found a shelter and peeked over there. The first meeting helped him The two of them were laughing and joking by the tree, and Mr. Okita immediately stopped doing it.

He was so aggrieved here that he was dying, but this group of people was having fun fighting here. The sharp contrast made Mr. Okita snort heavily in his nose.

The one who was often seen that day in hunting clothes looked over there, with a gentle attitude, but with a sense of oppression, Mr. Okita quickly retracted his gaze, feeling that the sight that was chasing him just now slowly disappeared, Director Okita breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he turned his head to continue observing secretly, he saw a person standing in front of him, smiling and smiling.

Careless.

Mikayue Zong looked closely at Mr. Okita, who was ready to draw his sword in front of him, and he gave a slight salute to Mr. Okita, with the etiquette for distinguished guests.

"My lord has been waiting for a long time, you are late."

"Eh?"

Okita Souji was stupefied, and the sword in the waist of the person in front of him was not even drawn.

This brief peace didn't stop Okita Souji from forgetting how that person gracefully chopped up the group of things that day like cutting pork.

He looked at the person in front of him vigilantly, but he watched the person open the door respectfully and made a gesture of please.

This look of waiting for him for a long time is like inviting you into the urn.

To enter or not to enter?

Director Okita looked at the open door in front of him. The warm scene in front of him and the swing hanging from the tree made him pause for a moment. He didn't know the purpose of this group of people at all, so he went in rashly like this. inappropriate.

Sankai Yuezong didn't urge him, just stood there quietly, saw the swords coming and going, and responded politely.

Director Okita rubbed his chin. Speaking of which, although this group of people always killed the people he wanted to kill in front of him and made him unhappy, they really didn't do anything against him.

Tsutomu Yamazaki came late, he ran up to Okita, looked Okita up and down, and looked at Mikazuki Munekin still holding his inviting hand in the air.

"You wait for me here for a while. If you can't get out, you can let the Shinsengumi take over here." Okita Souji shook his fist in the air, with a childish look.

After entering the hotel, the courtyard in front of him was well taken care of. The people who appeared in front of him in those days were all in this maru, some were playing around, some were cleaning the courtyard, and some looked curiously. look at him.

In this small homestay, there are all kinds of people, which makes Mr. Okita even more curious about what kind of people can gather this group of people together. Suddenly, the person in front of him stopped and bumped into the person in front of him. On the body, Okita Souji came back to his senses, and looked at the half-hidden door.

Director Okita stood at the door a little persistently, Mikazuki Zongjin smiled slightly, then shook his head: "You can leave at any time, we will not stop you."

What he said was interesting. He tried his best to lure him here, but he could let him go with a word. He took a few steps back tentatively, but saw the rest of the people smiling gently. It really didn't mean to stop it.

Okita Souji raised his eyebrows, smiled, stretched out his hand and opened the door, Okita Souji saw the people inside.

It was a very quiet person, holding a book in his hand and reading carefully, like an old pedant, not like a leader.

Director Okita said from his heart that this was the first time he saw such a beautiful and delicate person, but he was a little too small, and his face was too pale, as if he had not recovered from a serious injury. It was only when the gauze was on his body that Okita Souji realized.

"Is it enough to look at it?" Song Si picked up his eyes, his exquisite plum blossom eyes seemed to be frozen with frost. Seeing such a pair of eyes, Director Okita seemed to have a general impression of why this person can become a leader .

"Enough." Looking at the snacks on the side, this is obviously Okita Souji's hobby, he casually twisted one and put it in his mouth, as if he wasn't worried that this person would poison him at all.

There are too many opportunities to attack along the way, if you want to bring him to this place to punish him, then he will be dead eight lifetimes ago, and there is no need to use dirty methods like poisoning.

"Why are you trying so hard to hook me?"

"I want to reach an agreement with the Shinsengumi to live in the Shinsengumi temporarily."

These words made Mr. Okita pause his hand holding the pastry. He stared at Song Si's face firmly, trying to see some clues from it, but found that this person spoke very seriously, which made Mr. Okita Si understood that he was not joking.

"Heh, I think you're quite rich, and you have so many talents under your command. Wouldn't it be a shame to join the Shinsengumi?" Mr. Okita blinked his eyes slyly, and the pastry in his mouth was delicately made. Something must have come from a celebrity chef: "Need Shinsengumi's blessing?"

The corners of Song Si's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't say a word, but he acquiesced to this statement. Mr. Okita put down the cake in his hand, and needed Shinsengumi's protection. This person must have gotten into some serious trouble.

"What trouble did you get into?"

"I made a little money from doing business, but I didn't expect to save a child during the rest of the day back to Kyoto. The child had an enemy before, and he held grudges on me. This is not..."

Song Si's words were helpless, but it was understandable in this troubled world. Mr. Okita watched the person in front of him take out a huge sack from a side drawer, then untied it and took out one or two gold coins from inside. The leaves were placed in Okita's hands.

"That was a good show at that time." Song Si looked indifferent, and leaned on the cushion behind him, looking very tired, "If you don't want to make a move, we can only find other shelters."

Director Okita stared at the big sack for a long time, his expression changed, and he stood up halfway through, patted off the crumbs of dessert on his body, and then looked at the person in front of him: "I have to go back and talk to Mr. Let's discuss it."

Song Si nodded, looking at the empty pastry plate beside him, his expression was clear: "Send Mr. Chong Tian out, and by the way...bring a box of pressed and cut pastry made today."

Looking at the leaving back in front of him, Song Si brought tea from the side, took a sip, relieved the bitter taste of the medicine in his mouth, and sighed, this matter is considered half done, and they have met in the Shinsengumi. At least they are safe, even if someone discovers their existence, they dare not act rashly.

Song Si touched the gauze on his abdomen, and looked at the moonlight leaking outside, feeling unhappy. Now he has become one of those existences that need protection from others.

On the third day, Yue Zong leaned close to Song Si, saw that Song Si's pale cheeks were flushed, and sighed slightly, the crescent moon in his eyes also became a little dim, and stretched out his hand to gently touch Song Si's forehead: "You have a fever again."

Song Si coughed violently, which made Sanriyue's expression tense. Because of the severe cough, the wound showed signs of splitting, and the red color began to stain the fabric. He ran out quickly and called Yao Yanteng Shiro came over and watched the wound become serious.

This guy shouldn't have worried so much when he was injured so badly, but he still stood up.

"You probably need to add medicine again this time."

Song Si looked at the few people in front of him, shook his head, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to refuse, but Yaken Toshiro quickly dismissed it. He said that under the current situation, Song Si must listen to the only doctor in their homestay.

Soon, the medicine that was more bitter than the morning drink was brought to Song Si. The medicine looked bitter. Before Song Si took it, he felt his saliva began to become bitter.

He wanted to dismiss the bitter medicine, but he didn't expect Sanri Yue Zongjin to shake his head and stubbornly put the medicine bowl in front of Song Si. No matter how Song Si turned his head, Sanri Yue Zongjin would put the medicine in front of Song Si with a gentle smile. Standing and not speaking.

Song Si sighed, this person always had this expression, but he was doing something that he couldn't refuse.

After drinking the medicine, Sanri Yue Zongjin took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped the corners of Song Si's mouth clean, and then took out a small piece of Jinpingtang from somewhere.

Putting the candy in his mouth quickly, the bitterness did not ease at all, but it felt that the candy was infected by the bitterness and became bitter.

Song Si couldn't help being wronged, he broke his cheek, rolled the candy with his tongue, and twirled it in his mouth, watching Sanri Yuezong close his mouth, stretched out his hand and gently touched Song Si's head, I want to comfort Song Si.

This time, Song Si didn't allow Mikazuki Zongjin's behavior like before, but subconsciously chose to slap him away. At that time, the feeling of Horikawa Kunihiro eagerly tugging on his sleeve still remained in his heart.

The reddish mark on the back of his hand made Sanri Yue Zongjin stunned, he pursed his lips, Song Si seemed to have subconsciously moved his hand and became a little confused, but he was unwilling to say anything to apologize, feeling that it was only natural to do so.

Sanri Yuezong put his hands back into his wide sleeves, and smiled hahaha, with the corners of his eyes twitched up, looking extremely good-looking.

Song Si froze, then stretched out his hand fiercely and tugged Sanri Yue Zongjin's cheek.

Sanri Yue Zongjin probably didn't expect Song Si's actions. The pain on his cheek brought him back to his senses in an instant. He smiled indifferently, pulled Song Si's hand away, and just picked up the medicine bowl beside him: "You Rest early, I'm afraid they will come to you tomorrow."

"So much confidence in me?" Song Si raised his eyebrows, and looked at Sanri Yuezong with interest in his eyes. He himself was not so sure that the Shinsengumi would agree to his suggestion, but why did this person So hit the comments.

Sanri Yuezong didn't say a word, just packed his things, but when he went out, he smiled gently at Song Si and said: "Because you are in my heart."

The room suddenly became quiet, and even Song Si's emotions calmed down. There was no more teasing, and Song Si touched his chest. He should believe in himself.

"What do you think?" Hijikata Toshisan exchanged a glance with Shannan who was on the side, anxiously got a pipe from the side, put it in his mouth and drank a couple of sips, the smoke gradually drifted away in the air: "Although the origin of this group of people is unknown , I don’t know what trouble it caused, but it is indeed a good suggestion, we provide protection, and they provide money from our side.”

"It's true that our economy is a bit tight." Keisuke Shannan, who had always been at odds with Hijikata Toshizo, unexpectedly agreed with Hijikata Toshizo's words. He was knocking on the abacus and frowned at the conclusion on the abacus: "If If the government’s appropriation for next week is not available, we are afraid that we will not even be able to take the blame.”

Hijikata Toshizo knocked the pipe on the coffee table and looked up: "What do you think, Mr. Kondo? Those people are not bad at martial arts, and they must have caused a lot of trouble."

Isamu Kondo sat aside and looked at the few people sitting cross-legged at the table: "Hijikata, you have already made a decision." He laughed twice as he spoke, and seemed not to care about it at all: "Since you It’s all decided, so let’s do it.”

This is agreed, the Shinsengumi really needs financial support, and those few people seem to be mostly educated, but they can teach the Shinsengumi group of brats who only know how to fight.

Shannan nodded, put the abacus aside, took his coat and stood up: "Then... I'll go and talk to this guy about the terms."

Song Si, who heard the door echoing and calling for someone from the Shinsengumi, looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin who was smiling at Yan Yan, and the two looked at each other, and they both saw the meaning in each other's eyes.

Pushing open the door, if Okita Souji hadn't said the word weak, Shannan Keisuke would have been taken aback by this man's frail body.

too small.

Could such a young child have a conversation with him?

Song Si opened his mouth, and asked Shannan to sit down with a hoarse voice: "Sit down, Mr. Shannan."

"It seems that you know me well enough." Keisuke Shannan knelt aside, his eyes flashed.

Song Si glanced at Shannan Keisuke, then closed his eyes and read all the history books and unofficial history. When he said that he liked Mingli, Shannan shouted: "Needless to say, I understand."

Then there was a long period of silence. Shannan Jingsuke found that this person did not intend to negotiate with him at all, and he did not seem to be asking for anything from others. Instead, Shannan felt that he was rushing to give shelter to others, because this person was leisurely. It's not like that.

"A question about your accommodation in Shinsengumi?"

"I'll give the money."

"How much money can you pay for the blessing you give to the Shinsengumi?"

"Your daily food will be all paid by us."

"Is it manpower?"

"Not coming out. No one coming out."

"That's it?" Shannan put on his glasses, and a sly gleam from the businessman flashed in his eyes: "After all, you seem to be in big trouble."

Song Si nodded, this is already a lot of money, although he has a lot of gold leaves, but they are all obtained by killing one person: "If you don't want to, we won't force it, we can seek Other powerful people."

"For example... Yoshida Minoru."

Shannan Keisuke raised his head abruptly, looked at the person in front of him, he casually held his fingers, and seemed to be completely indifferent to which side he submitted to, but such a calm look made Shannan tremble in his heart.

If it is not successful, this group of people will feel resentful because of their refusal. If it is the enemy, the consequences will be unimaginable. Mr. Shannan looked at the person in front of him, he paused and stretched out his hand: "In the future, in the Shinsengumi, please help Advise."

The two held hands together, reaching a consensus.

For being able to go to the Shinsengumi, California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou Anding seem obviously very happy. Even if they can't recognize each other, as long as the original owner can be in front of them, this is simply a 360-degree rotation!

Seeing the excited expressions of the two people, Song Si pursed his lips and asked, "It would be nice if you break the bond with me and then follow Mr. Okita."

Yamato Shou'an's smile stopped, he stared at Song Si for a while, and finally shook his head fiercely, looking at him with the same accusing eyes as when he first came: "You don't want us again? "

Song Si didn't respond either. It's not that he doesn't like them being close to the original owner, but he just thinks why he has to stay by his side, leave here and go to a place where you feel happy, isn't it?

"We are just an obsession, and your place will always be our last and only destination."

Song Si looked at the two people beside him, their faces were full of attachment to him, which made Song Si stunned, he looked at the two in front of him, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly Smiled, like a spring breeze.

"Let's go, it's getting late, and we're already waiting there."

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