Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations Chapter 10: Farewell to the general manager

Sendagaya is located near Edo Castle, which should be the Shibuya area of ​​Tokyo according to today. The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. It is the season of cherry blossoms, and even the air has a fragrance of cherry blossoms. This is indeed a good place to recuperate. Who would have thought that it would become a popular fashion center in Japan more than 150 years later. At that time, who would have thought that a young man named Soji Okita once lived here.

After asking the villagers, we came to Uekiya Heigoro's house where the Souji was recovering from his illness. I couldn't help but get excited when I thought that I would see the Souji immediately.

As soon as you enter the house, countless cherry blossom petals are blowing towards your face with the wind, and the thin and soft petals stick to your face, itching. Only then did I discover that there were several pink double cherry blossoms planted in the courtyard. Mr. Heigoro, who took care of the general manager, was a mild-mannered middle-aged man. He took us to the general manager's room.

As soon as I entered the room, a strong smell of medicine came to my nostrils. I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and it became even more uncomfortable when I saw the general secretary lying on the sick bed. In a short period of time, the chief executive had lost so much weight, his face was as pale as the first snow in winter, making his eyes even darker. He was still that beautiful boy, but it made people feel even more distressed.

When he saw Saito and me, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, revealing a brilliant smile, and the joy could not be concealed in his hoarse voice: "Xiaoyin! Mr. Saito!"

His voice is no longer as soft as ice silk, presumably the intensified coughing has damaged his throat. Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling a pain in my heart.

I quickly sat next to him, smiled and asked, "Director, do you miss us?"

He smiled brighter, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a violent cough. He coughed for a while, and then smiled: "Of course I miss everyone, I really hope to go back sooner. Mr. Saito, the director and deputy director, and everyone, how are you?"

Saito also came over, with an indescribable look flashing in his eyes, suddenly the corner of his mouth raised, showing a slightly stiff smile, and said: "Everyone is fine."

I looked at Saito's smile in disbelief, and lost my voice: "Mr. Saito, you, you can actually laugh?"

Saito's expression seemed a little embarrassed, and the stiff smile was still frozen on his face for a while. The general manager was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud, and I couldn't help laughing too.

"What do you think?" Although Saito's voice was still light, there was a hint of worry.

"I'm fine, I'm much better." The general manager smiled like transparent morning dew.

Saito nodded and said, "Then I will go back."

"Are you leaving so soon?" I blurted out.

He glanced at me and said: "The Xinshen team still has a lot of things to do, I have to rush back." After a pause, he said, "Director, I'll leave it to you."

He looked at the chief again, nodded slightly, turned around, and walked out without looking back.

"Actually, Mr. Saito also has a gentle side." The chief executive stared at the door and said in a low voice.

I nodded and said, "Yes, his heart is not as cold as his appearance."

The director general laughed again, looked at me and said, "Aren't you going back?"

I glared at him and said, "Let me take good care of you from now on, understand? You have to be good." I showed a bad smile.

"Yeah." He closed his eyes with a smile, and said softly, "Thank you. I'm very happy."

Director, I don't want to see you die, I really don't want to. Is it really like what is written in the poem: Since ancient times, famous generals are like beautiful women, and they will not let the world see their gray heads.

Pulmonary tuberculosis is not a terminal disease in modern times. If we can get modern medicines, then the chief may not have to die...

It was night, after I fed the general director the medicine and put him to sleep, I came to a remote place and started to call for the director's voice. My wrist began to heat up slowly, and the purple "wind" became brighter and hotter. Si Yin's voice was faintly heard.

"Is everything finished?" His voice was always so calm, "This time seems to be a bit longer."

"Master, listen to me first, if I come back now, can you still send me back?" I asked hastily.

There was silence for a while, "I said, don't get involved with other people except the client, you should meddle in your own business again."

"It's not meddling! The chief is my good friend, and I want to save him. I can change the fate of others, why can't I change his fate!" I said excitedly.

"Because...he is not the client." Si Yin paused, "Ye Yin, let me say it again for the last time, don't meddle in other people's business, except for the client, you have no right or qualification to change anyone's Destiny, give me back now."

"Okay, since you said that, I won't beg you anymore... then just give me a little more time." A sense of disappointment flashed through my heart.

"No." There was a hint of displeasure in Si Yin's voice.

"Master, just give me some time, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life, please!"

Si Yin thought for a while, and said: "Then do whatever you want, and you can handle it yourself."

The luster of "wind" disappeared quickly, maybe Si Yin was angry with me. I can't control that much, since I can't change the fate of the chief executive, let's spend the last days with him.

The days with the chief executive are both painful and happy. Listening to his cough every night is undoubtedly a kind of torture, and his smile makes people feel happy and heartbroken.

Shortly after, an unexpected guest came here—Deputy Chief Devil.

The moment I saw him, I couldn't believe that the haggard man in front of me, who looked like he was ten years old, was actually the deputy head of the devil.

"Deputy Chief, why are you here?" The chief's pale face blushed with joy.

"We're all back to Edo, so we'll come and see you while we're free." Hijikata said with a smile.

"So, how are Director Kondo and Mr. Saito?"

When Director Kondo was mentioned, Hijikata trembled slightly, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes, but he smiled and said, "Everyone is fine, and we are waiting for you to go back early." Hijikata was lying, I know. Not long ago, the Battle of Toba Fushimi broke out. Most of the members of the Shinsengumi died in battle. Director Kondo was captured in Edo and beheaded for public display. This is probably why Hijikata was ten years older. From the acquaintance at the age of seventeen to the parting at the age of thirty-three, more than ten years of ups and downs have gone hand in hand, understanding and understanding each other, supporting and comforting each other, who can replace this deep affection?

"That's good, I will definitely go back and fight side by side with everyone." The chief executive smiled slightly.

Tufang smiled and stroked the chief's hair, and said, "We are waiting for you."

Tufang talked to the chief for a while, then got up and left.

Before he left, thinking of his ending, he couldn't help feeling sore, and stopped him, "Mr. Tukata!"

He stopped and turned to look at me. Those eyes that were shining with amber luster dimmed a lot.

"Take care." Apart from this sentence, I don't know what to say.

He nodded, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said, "Thank you." After he finished speaking, he seemed to hesitate, took out a book of poems from his pocket, handed it to me, and said, "Give it to the chief for me. "

There are a few Chinese characters written on the collection of poems, "Feng Yufa Sentence Collection", this should be the collection of haiku that Hijikata values ​​most, does he mean by doing this, does it mean that he no longer misses everything?

I nodded and took the poetry collection.

He didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out the door. I flipped through the poetry collection, and a haiku came into view, and I couldn't help but feel my nose sore.

Looking at his retreating back, the chief executive suppressed his smile, and said quietly: "Director Kondo, and everyone, are not here anymore." Hidden from the always keen director general.

"Mr. Hijikata must be very sad. I can't imagine how hard it must be for the deputy chief to lose Director Kondo."

"Maybe, they will meet again soon." I murmured. In the Battle of Hakodate in the second year, Hijikata Toshizo rushed into the enemy's line by suicide and was shot several times and died at the age of 33. For Hijikata, life without Kondo is nothing to love... But, at least, they will meet again in another world...

The current Zongsi is no longer able to pick up the Ju Yiwen Zezong, nor is he able to use the natural Lixinliu sword technique. The cold moonlight shone on his thin and pale face, and the news of the death of his comrades destroyed this already feeble life. The cherry blossoms are flying and falling. This year's cherry blossoms seem to bring a little bit of sadness.

The haiku I saw just now came to my eyes again: the years are always similar, the flowers bloom as before, and the people are gone, and the passing years will destroy each other.

The flowering period of the cherry blossoms in spring this season is unexpectedly long.

Woke up early this morning, the spirit of the general manager is particularly good. There was a slight blush on his pale face.

"Xiaoyin, I dreamed about a black cat yesterday." He said to me with a smile.

"Black cat?" I helped him up, picked up the medicine bowl on the side, blew on it, and sent it to his mouth.

"Yeah, I killed him with one stab, and my speed is still as fast as before, I..." His words suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds of silence, he laughed again, "Sure enough It's still a dream."

My heart throbbed, but I still smiled and said: "Then hurry up and finish taking the medicine obediently. When you recover from your illness, you will be as powerful as before. Don't forget that you are a Heavenly Sword."

He nodded with a smile, opened his mouth and took the medicine.

Put him down again, I close the door for him, and walk out into the courtyard. Just as he was about to open the gate, there was a bang, and the gate was kicked open, and four men dressed as samurai armed with swords rushed in. I put my hand into my arms warily.

"Where's Mr. Okita?" The leader asked aggressively.

"Who are you guys?" I said coldly, these people must have heard the news that the chief executive was seriously ill to take advantage of the fire.

"Today we are here to kill that lackey of the shogunate!" The rest of the people agreed.

I sneered and said: "It's ridiculous, do we need so many people to deal with a seriously ill person?"

"Stop talking nonsense, because he is Okita Souji, even if he is seriously ill, he cannot be underestimated." The man said.

I looked at them coldly, joking, how could I let people like you touch the chief executive, I want to protect him, even if I summon evil spirits. I don't want to let anyone who wants to hurt the chief executive——.

I recited the Prajna Mantra silently, and quickly formed a barrier around me. I took out the talisman, formed a mudra with both hands, and quickly recited the incantation for summoning evil spirits. The few people were taken aback by my actions, and stood there for a while. One of them raised a knife and slashed over, and was immediately ejected by the barrier.

I saw a cloud of black mist gradually emerging from the ground, turning into a black smoky tiger, and rushed towards those people. The evil spirits from the dark world, please turn into a tiger and lead them Go back to the dark realm...

After a few screams, those people all disappeared before my eyes, and only a few swords were left on the ground. Just as I was about to take back the evil spirit, it suddenly turned around and rushed towards me. Oops, I can't fully control this evil spirit, I'm afraid it's going to bite me back, I quickly stretched out my left hand to block it, only to feel a pain in my wrist, and the blood flowed down the wound, I don't care so much , continue to recite the incantations to remove spirits and break demon barriers, improve one's spiritual power, and throw five or six spirit removal talismans towards it at the fastest speed, the illusion finally gradually no longer takes shape, and finally turns into a black mist to escape into underground. I sat on the ground with a plop, my whole body was soaked through.

Calm down my mood, I bandaged the wound, changed my clothes again, and hurried to the director's room. Pushing open the door, the chief executive smiled and looked at me, saying, "I seem to hear a strange noise outside."

"Nothing, nothing." I smiled and pulled the quilt for him.

He stared at the door, and suddenly said: "This year's cherry blossoms are so beautiful." After speaking, he stood up and said, "I want to go and see."

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and helped him to sit down on the corridor in front of the courtyard. He also sat down beside him. This is probably the last season of cherry blossoms. The faint petals are flying everywhere, and the whole courtyard is filled with the fragrance of cherry blossoms. The chief executive made a sudden movement, took a side-lying position, and lightly rested his head on my lap.

He looked up at the sky, closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the scented air, and said with a smile, "It's so comfortable." His hair stuck to his clothes with nostalgia. I smiled and stretched out my hand to tidy up his wind-blown hair. My fingers couldn't help sliding across his cute smile and stopped there.

"Director, keep smiling." I gently stroked that smile and said in a low voice.

He smiled even more, and still closed his eyes and said: "If I just fall asleep like this, don't wake me up." My fingers trembled, and I still said in a low voice: "Okay."

Suddenly he said something in a low voice. "What? Director?" He was still smiling, I lowered my head, put my ear to his lips, and vaguely heard his words, "Those flowers and water separated by darkness..."

My heart seemed to be hurting even more, I leaned my head gently on his chest, and kept, until I couldn't hear his heartbeat.

If I fall asleep like this, don't wake me up.

Director, living in such an era of changing generations and turbulent tides must be very hard. If you are already very tired, please close your eyes with peace of mind, stop worrying about those disturbing worldly affairs, and have a good rest. Those flowers and water that have passed through the darkness, even if they are far away from life and death, will still flow with bonuses, and they are just as beautiful. Maybe you can go through the long darkness in another world, find the lost flowers and water, and get eternal peace and relief.

Looking up, I saw the flurry of cherry blossoms dancing, the pink double cherry blossoms, the last dance in the wind, before the arrival of that summer, all life was swept away brilliantly, soul-stirring, the last flight of life , dancing so beautifully.

I have forgotten how I called Si Yin, and how I returned to this familiar, modern, certain city, this teahouse called Past and Present.

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was Si Yin's eyes of different colors, light purple and silver gray, without any emotion.

"Xiao Yin, are you alright?" Asuka bent down and asked in concern.

I was silent for a while, the feeling of heartache seemed to still linger in my heart, I stood up, walked slowly to the window, looked up, the sky was still so blue.

"My surname is Okita, and that one's name is Zongsi." The pure and gentle smile of the young man seemed to appear in front of his eyes again...

Sir, even... in that world, always smile!

Because - I like your smile the most.