Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations Chapter 3: New Writing Group

"They are members of the Shinsengumi, and they are also regular visitors here." Aju whispered in my ear. I nodded, walked in front of them, smiled and said: "Welcome, what do you want?"

The short one looked at me and said with a smile: "I haven't seen this girl before, is she new here?"

"Yes, she is my new hire to help." Aju has already answered there.

"Clear soup ramen." The tall man spoke coldly, his voice was as cold as his eyes.

"Hehe, let me tell you, Yi, why do you order clear soup ramen every time?" The man said with a smile.

I was startled, it really didn't take much effort, this man is so murderous, could it be Saitoichi? Saitoichi, the captain of the third team of the Shinsengumi, is famous for reconnaissance and assassination. His swordsmanship is clean and neat without fancy tricks, and he is fatal with one blow.

What day is it today, I have met the two great swordsmen today...

Just why did Saito kill Aju? No matter that much, anyway, I just need to stop this from happening.

I stood aside and observed them, and found that the short man's eyes were always around Aju, and he seemed to have a good impression of her. Saito, on the other hand, kept his eyes straight and his face was stern.

I overheard a few words of a brief conversation between them as the face was brought over.

"Ah Yi, the people from the Changzhou faction seem to be ready to move again."

"Well, it seems that a lot of spies have been mixed in."

"Tomorrow night shall we..."

"Sanlang, don't say this here."

Saito interrupted the man named Saburo coldly, it seemed that his guard was not relaxed at all, and he was indeed the person in charge of reconnaissance and assassination.

Saito suddenly raised his head and glanced at me, his sharp and cold eyes pierced into my heart like a sharp sword, making me feel instantly frozen. Different from Xiaozheng's coldness, in his eyes, I smelled a bloodthirsty taste, Duanmian's hand couldn't help trembling slightly, a few drops of hot noodle soup splashed out, dripping impartially on his clothes .

"Ah, I'm sorry!" I quickly wiped it for him, screaming in my heart, what if he gets mad and cuts me with a knife? Should I escape from the mist or use the hold technique?

"Go away." To my surprise, he just said something coldly, without even moving his body.

What I wished for, I was about to get out of the way when I suddenly saw the curtain outside the door lifted, and a white figure walked in briskly.

"Director, you are here, we are waiting for you." Saburo warmly greeted the man who came in.

Director? Okita Souji? I looked up in astonishment, and sure enough, it was the beautiful boy I met in the morning. When he saw me, he was taken aback for a moment, but he immediately smiled at me. His smile always makes people feel like a spring breeze.

I took another look at Saito, and surprisingly, there was a trace of warmth in the eyes of Saito looking at the chief.

The chief executive looked at me with a smile, and suddenly pointed to my hand and said, "What's wrong with your hand, Xiao Yin?"

As soon as he said it, I started to feel pain in the back of my hand. I quickly looked down and saw that a few drops of hot soup had splashed on the back of my hand just now. pain.

"Director, do you know her?" Saburo asked in surprise.

"Ah, that's sort of it." The chief executive took out a paper bag from his arms with a smile, bent down, put it in my hand, and said, "This is for you. It won't hurt after eating it." I was suddenly moved in my heart, the director is so gentle. I opened the paper bag, and there were pieces of light brown candy inside. I recognized this kind of candy as bean flat candy, which seemed to be the favorite candy of children. Why does it feel a bit like coaxing a child...

"Well, thank you." I stammered, "However, I'm not a child..."

"Hehe, it's okay." He laughed happily again, and laughed a few times, and suddenly the laughter was replaced by a violent cough. He covered his mouth suddenly, and said in a low voice, "Sorry." He said and ran out the door quickly.

Cough? By the way, I remembered that it was recorded in history that Souji Okita died of tuberculosis. At this time, his illness seems to be serious. Thinking of this, my heart suddenly trembled, and I ran out with him involuntarily.

In the back of the house, the chief was leaning against the wall and coughing violently. When he spread the white veil, I could clearly see **** flowers blooming there.

When he saw me coming out, he smiled at me and said softly, "I'm fine."

I looked at him silently, why, being tortured by such a painful disease, he can still smile so clearly and purely, what kind of person is he?

"If you're okay, let's go in, it's cold outside." I whispered, and walked back.

"Well, please don't tell others." He whispered behind me.

I was surprised, didn't other people know that he had tuberculosis until now? Has he been hiding it from everyone? I looked back at him in surprise, he still smiled warmly and clearly, "I don't want everyone to worry."

My heart seemed to be touched by something.

Entering the room, Saito quickly looked at the general manager with concerned eyes, and Saburo hurriedly asked: "Director general, how are you? Your cough seems to be getting worse."

The director general smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just a cough. If the weather changes a little, I'll catch a cold and cough easily."

"What did Dr. Matsumoto say?" Saito also spoke.

"It's nothing, don't worry." The general manager smiled like a child.

Saito didn't say anything more, but a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"By the way, Chief, I heard that you peeked at Deputy Director Hijikata's haiku collection a few days ago, so he must be furious." Saburo suddenly remembered something, and asked with a smile.

"Speaking of this matter, the deputy chief almost drew his sword, hahaha." The chief executive looked very happy.

"So, what exactly did our devil's deputy chief write?" Saburo asked curiously.

"That's it." The director-general put it off, and suddenly began to recite solemnly, "A plum blossom is still a plum blossom, and a few plum blossoms will not become anything other than a plum blossom."

Before he finished speaking, I burst out laughing. What kind of poem is this? Saburo laughed so happily that even Saito had a smile in his eyes.

"Mr. Hirama, Mr. Saito, how dare you laugh at Deputy Hijikata's haiku, seppuku, all seppuku..." The chief executive finally couldn't help laughing, his white face was almost transparent There was a blush, and amidst the laughter, I heard a few suppressed coughs.

Suddenly, I feel a little bit sorry for this young man called Zongsi...

Although he is called Human Slayer and Son of Ghost, they are all derived from words. I have never seen it with my own eyes. All I know is that the chief executive in front of my eyes is gentle.

In the ten days since then, Aju and I have gotten to know each other well. She is a typical Japanese woman, virtuous and capable, and kind-hearted. Why did Saito kill her, and why did she have such a big grievance and cast such a heavy curse? Si Yin said that Saito killed her for a friend, could this friend be Saburo? What the **** happened? Aju's husband also seemed to be quite mysterious. He was often away from the store, wondering what he was up to.

So far, I am full of doubts.

Going to the front room to buy vegetables and fruits every day has become a routine, but breathing the fresh air in the morning is also a pleasant thing. When I passed by a pharmacy, I suddenly thought of the director's illness. Although I don't know much about tuberculosis, it would be great if I could suppress his cough a little and relieve his pain a little. I looked at the pears in the basket, walked into the medicine store, and picked out a traditional Chinese medicine called Chuan Fritillaria.

Chuanbei stewed pears, that's all I can think of, why didn't I learn some medical skills?

When I came out and passed by the sweet shop on the side of the street, I remembered that the bean flat candy that the general manager gave me that day was delicious, so I couldn't help but walked over again, only to see a man in a light green haori in front of the house. Head down to choose. Isn't this Shinsengumi's team uniform? I approached him, and he just turned his head to face me.

"Director!" I shouted in surprise, "Why are you here?"

When the director saw it was me, he showed his usual bright smile and said, "Xiao Yin, are you here to buy Dou Pingtang too?"

I nodded and said, "Well, I got addicted to eating last time."

"Yes, yes, it's delicious." The chief executive responded with a smile on his face.

"Why are you wearing a team uniform today?" I pointed to his clothes.

"Oh, today is just my turn to be on duty with Mr. Saito." While talking, he paid the money and handed the paper bag to me, "Here you are, this is the last bag."

"No, no, you like to eat so much." I waved my hands again and again.

"It's okay." He smiled lightly, and his smile was so dazzling when he was bathed in the sun.

"By the way, come with me." I pulled him up and walked to the bank of the river. He seemed a little stunned, but I pulled him to the bank anyway.

"Sit down." I pointed to the grass, threw a bunch of things, and sat down first. He immediately sat down beside me and said, "What's wrong?"

"Let's eat together." I opened the paper bag, took out a piece and handed it to him. He froze for a moment, then laughed again, and said, "Okay."

The rich bean fragrance fills the mouth, and the feeling of melting in the mouth is smoother than Dove chocolate. Looking at the chief executive who is concentrating on eating candy, I can't help but wonder if he would be in modern times. Do you also like chocolate?

"Cough, cough!" He suppressed coughing twice more.

"Director, it's okay, don't hold back, just cough it up, don't have to work so hard." Every time I heard him cough, my heart twitched.

"I'm fine." He continued to put a piece of candy in his mouth.

"Director, you need more rest due to your illness..." I stammered.

He glanced at me, slightly surprised: "Do you know what disease I have?"

"Well, I know a little bit, I think the doctor must have said something similar to you, right?"

"I said before, I know my illness." He looked at the sparkling river, his smile gradually faded, "Maybe in the future, I will spend it on the sick bed, but now, when I can still swing a sword At this moment, I don't want to stop, in order to protect the people around me, for the sake of my comrades fighting side by side, I also want to pick up my sword and continue to fight..."

When he raised his head, his eyes were light and clear, and the sun reflected beside him, bringing up his gazing smile, which lasted for a long time, and my heart trembled for a moment.

"Then do what you want to do. At least in retrospect, you won't regret it later. If you have a clear conscience, that's fine." I smiled and said.

He turned to look at me and nodded heavily.

"However, you still have to be careful with your body, otherwise even if you don't want to, you can just lie down obediently, and this is for you." I handed him the pears and Chuanbei in the basket, and said, "Put the Chuanbei in the basket. In the hollowed out pears, stew them in water, eat them all, moisten the lungs and relieve cough.”

His smile remained the same, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes, he took the things, stood up, and said: "Thank you, it's getting late, I should go back."

"Well, see you next time, thank you for your Dou Pingtang." I also tidied up and stood up.

"This, thank you." He pointed to the things in his hand, smiled slightly, turned and left.

Looking at his back going away, I seemed to hear a cough again, and my heart seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable.

In the following days, everything seemed to be very peaceful. Saito and Saburo seem to be regular customers of this Omiya, and the general manager has been here a few times. Every time he comes, I force him to eat a bowl of Chuanbei stewed pear or white pear honey, and watch him eat it obediently. Going down, I feel a little more comfortable in my heart. I don't know why, this boy makes me feel so distressed. Sometimes, his smile makes me feel more distressed than his cough. I always wonder what kind of strong heart he has under his weak appearance...

Gradually, I gradually became familiar with them. Saburo often joked with me, and Saito, although still silent, looked at me with less hostility.

As soon as Omiya opened the door today, I saw a familiar figure with long black hair, white kimono, and a bright smile. I unconsciously raised the corner of my mouth, "Boss, why is it so early? Could it be..." I blinked, "Come to eat my Chuanbei stewed pear so early?" Seeing that he looks good today, I am in a good mood Naturally better.

"Hehe." He said with a smile, "Xiaoyin, we have all the battle matches today, do you want to watch them?"

"Combat competition?" My heart moved, it seemed very interesting.

"Mr. Saito and I will participate." The smile on his face grew stronger.

"What? You are also participating? But your body?" I asked with some concern.

"It doesn't matter, at least I can swing this Chrysanthemum Ichimonji Zezong." He pointed to the tachi on his waist. I have also heard before that Kikuichi Monomonori and Kaga Kiyomitsu are the two swords that Okita Souji loves the most.

It was quite a temptation for the two masters to fight each other, and my heart was really itchy, so I asked for leave with Aju, and followed the chief to their residence.