I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Sorry, I'm in a bit of a rush today, so let's do it quickly."

The arch bridge was snowing, and the two stood holding knives. Sousuke Araki was the first to break the silence.

"I, Beichen, have a sword style, and I only take one sword..."

A majestic and violent momentum rose from him, and even the speed of the influx of resentment around him suddenly increased, opening up an even more majestic "vacuum zone"!

"If you can block my knife, I will let you handle it."

"This is, Jianxin Tongming?"

Listening to these slightly familiar words, the man holding the sword over the top in the resentment snow gradually overlapped with a familiar figure in Mr. Okita's mind.

On a rainy night more than a hundred years ago, it was a certain swordsman who was also Hokushin Issou-ryu, who cut off the Chrysanthemum Ichimonji Nozomune in his hand, but followed him back to the Shinsengumi base.

To this day, Souji Okita still remembers the scene where he intervened for the other party during the seppuku at the Mibu village.

The point of the opponent's knife had just pierced into the abdomen, and his own sword cut off his head with lightning speed...

Probably, did not feel the pain?

"Chief Shannan... This time, I, who realized 'that sword', will definitely catch it..."

With the knife hanging on his side, Souji Okita lowered his body and took the initiative to take a step towards the man opposite...

In an instant, his figure had disappeared into the flying black snow.

"Little girl Aju, thanks to you..."

Facing Okita Souji who disappeared before his eyes, Araki Sousuke's face remained unchanged.

"Look, big brother will help you avenge!"

He even had time to turn his head and raise his eyebrows at the shattered Aju figure behind him.

"It's... not the big brother... When Aju arrived at Wannian Temple, you haven't...be careful!"

Before Akiku doll's complaints were finished, the figure of Souji Okita had already appeared in front of Sousuke Araki...

"Distracted during wartime, Your Excellency is a bit too contemptuous!"

I saw Okita Souji's figure divided into three parts, overlapping and reuniting into one, holding three long swords with different shapes, Kikuichi Monograph Noremune, Kaga Kiyomitsu, and Yamato Morita, towards Araki Sect who had just turned around Jie cut out: "To die under my 'nameless three-stage sudden attack' born against Beichen's one-sword style is to be benevolent and benevolent!"

Araki Sousuke's left eye "Moon Wheel Jiuyao" bloomed, and his right eye was burning with nameless white flames. The opponent's movements were frozen in his eyes...

Beichen Yidao Style·Star Eye·Moon Wheel Jiuyao X Void Eye Friendship co-starring version.

"Saw."

The opponent's three long knives drew different constellation trajectories, and finally converged at the same point!

Immediately afterwards, he waved the wooden knife in his hand upright and unhurriedly, and slashed at Souji Okita's three long knives that were slashing at the same position!

"It's useless. Although Your Excellency's sword heart has reached the state of perfection, it can't resist this knife that exists at the same point at the same time, and can even cause a 'space collapse'..."

Seeing the other party's well-behaved and impeccable "Kiraku", a sweet smile appeared on the corner of Okita's mouth: "Chief Shannan... this time, I won!"

On that rainy night, after Shannan Keisuke cut off the Kikuichi character Zezong, Mr. Okita finally realized this style of "thrusting" after thinking hard.

He uses three weapons at the same time, superimposed in different spaces but exists at the same time. Even if the opponent can see through his movements, he will stop one of them...

The remaining two knives will still overcome obstacles and take the head of the other.

"Hey."

The moment the blades of the two sides were about to meet, Sosuke Araki suddenly revealed an evil smile: "You have three swords..."

"My uncle still has four hands!"

The huge black arms with burning runes and dazzling fire spread out from his back, one left and one right, and smashed down on the head of Okita Souji with lightning speed!

"It turns out that the terrible intuition before came from this thing in his body!"

Looking at the thunderous black arm in front of him, the fatal killing intent that had disappeared in a flash once again enveloped Okita Souji's keen sword heart.

"Invincible..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, one of his three overlapping figures suddenly receded backward like lightning, smooth and round, violating the rules of physics, trying to avoid the sharp edge...

Seeing that the opponent was about to retreat, Araki Sosuke's pair of black arms suddenly closed, and he held the wooden sword in his hand together...

The dark red flame burning on the rune on the arm burned up along with the tourist souvenir wooden knife engraved with the words "Lake Toya"!

"Sorry, times have changed."

In the next second, Araki Sousuke suddenly let go of his hands without warning when the wooden knife in his hand was slashing at its strongest momentum!

"What?!"

The burning wooden knife of the dark flame chopped up the two silhouettes of Okita Souji remaining in front of him, turned into a round of pitch-black crescent moon, and penetrated straight into the city gate!

"I have fought thousands of times in my life, and I have never seen someone abandon their sword to meet the enemy like your Excellency..."

At the head of the bridge, Chief Commander Okita tapped the ground with his toes, put the knife back into its sheath.

"This trick...does it have a name?"

"It's a good move if you can kill someone, why do you need a name?"

Sousuke Araki watched the souvenir wooden knife disappear into the dark city gate, and shook his head regretfully: "However, it's really useless to do this..."

"It turns out that there is no way to win and there is a way, and I have been taught."

A hair-thin black vertical line slowly emerged from Chong Tian Zongsi's delicate face, and quickly spread downward...

"The times have indeed changed...Mr. Kondo, Mr. Hijikata, if we go against the trend, perhaps we are destined to have no results."

The pitch-black fine cracks instantly spread all over his body.

"Although it's another step ahead, Soujiro didn't become a deserter this time."

Director Okita put his hands together in front of him, showing a sunny smile, and bowed to Sosuke Araki: "Can you please send me a message..."

Between the opening and closing of his lips and teeth, this talented swordsman at the end of the shogunate was already shattered into fireflies amidst the flying black snow.

"Obviously, becoming a Buddha is white...but the Buddha is black...so ugly...Aju said with a disgusted expression."

At the head of the bridge, Aju, whose limbs were broken and unable to gather back into a human form, stared blankly at the pair of black arms retracted into Araki Sosuke's body under the fluorescent light in the sky.

"Woooooo...Aju...Aju, don't go..."

"Aju, let's go back to Wannian Temple, you will definitely recover!"

In the black hair that billowed like sea waves, the remaining petite dolls were surrounding her.

"No, it's useless. After Aju is gone, don't run around, go back to Wannian Temple to find the host, and take care of yourself...Aju said with a reluctant expression."

Different from ordinary ghosts and gods, her ghost body is this beloved doll who lives together.

The original source of the doll was cut to pieces by Okita Souji, and her spiritual body was also difficult to recover, relying on the continuous stream of resentment in the snow of resentment to survive.