Life in Tokyo starting as a child star

The sun fell through the gaps in the clouds.

The carriage heading towards Kyoto shook, causing the young ronin swordsman and the girl on the same carriage to laugh and exclaim.

He looked at the young man in the same car who was leaning in the car with his eyes closed, hugging something wrapped in a strip of cloth on his chest and wearing a bamboo hat.

The young swordsman laughed for a while.

"Hey, look, Cenzi, that man is actually sleeping. The carriage is so bumpy, but he can still sleep."

their voices.

Let Kitumi, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, open her eyes.

He didn't care about the young swordsman's teasing.

He just opened the coarse curtain of the carriage and looked outside.

he knows.

Beyond the wilderness ahead.

A few dozen miles further.

Kyoto is just around the corner.

With all the dust in his heart, he finally returned to this city.

He is thinking.

There was another voice from the other side.

"Hey, friend, do you have anything to do when you come to Kyoto?"

"Coming to Kyoto?"

Beicheng Minoru was stunned for a moment.

He savored the meaning of the word 'come' for a long time.

Then he looked far away: "I'm just going home."

His eyes leaped across the wilderness ahead.

The teasing expressions just now gradually disappeared from the faces of the young swordsman and the girl.

Because they felt an inexplicable feeling that things were different and people were different from the eyes of this young man in a bamboo hat.

"What about you? What are you doing in Kyoto again?"

"Of course I am challenging all the famous masters! My friend! Did you know?! The 26-year-old Beicheng Sword Master made his fortune from Kyoto! He killed all enemies and eventually became a Sword Master!"

When talking about this, the young swordsman's face was filled with excitement.

"I want to imitate the Sword Master Beicheng! Just with this chrysanthemum in my hand! I will definitely make a name for myself in Kyoto!"

"You seem to admire Beicheng Sword Master?"

"Of course! I heard that Beicheng Sword Master is victorious in every battle and has never been defeated so far!"

The young swordsman had an expression on his face that said, "Are you talking nonsense?" and then continued with a longing tone: "I heard that Kujo Sara, who is known as the best oiran in the world, fell in love with her at first sight."

"Both swordsmanship and fame have reached their peak! Even wealth and beauty are within easy reach. Who doesn't want to become the Beicheng Sword Master? Friends, just watch, I will definitely become the second Sword Master when I go to Kyoto."

"Yeah?"

Kitaki shook his head: "But I don't think so. In the final analysis, the so-called 'Sword Master' is just an extremely insignificant person who wants to survive in today's troubled times."

There is only one reason why he wants to become stronger.

That is to protect yourself and the people you care about in the chaotic world.

"Hey friend, I don't agree with what you say. Have you met Beicheng Sword Master?"

The young swordsman frowned, dissatisfied.

However--

Before he could finish his words.

The carriage's forward momentum suddenly stalled.

His body staggered and he almost fell, hitting the cargo in front of him.

"Hello?! What are you doing-"

The young swordsman was a little impatient. He opened the curtain and was about to blame the groom in front.

But his voice was stuck in his throat, and he was completely speechless.

Because I don’t know when.

A group of thieves armed with knives had surrounded the carriage with ferocious faces.

In this era of great change of times.

It is common for bandits composed of deserters to block roads and rob.

Villages were frequently looted and looted.

This is not unusual in this chaotic era.

And when he saw the goods stuffed in the carriage and the girl accompanying the young swordsman.

On the faces of the thieves.

At this moment, excitement was revealed.

"Be honest and don't move! Keep the women and valuable goods! I can spare your lives!"

Someone shouted so excitedly.

In the green eyes.

It seems that this fat sheep has been eaten thoroughly.

They reached out and grabbed the girl's arm.

"Ichiro!"

The girl was in pain, struggling and crying, calling the young swordsman's name.

However.

This time the young swordsman was no longer as high-spirited as before.

Dozens of bright and deep sword lights.

It makes him unable to raise any youthful spirit.

In this chaotic world.

His behavior may have been the right choice.

And it seemed that he was aware of the young swordsman's thoughts.

The girl who was still struggling, her eyes became distracted.

She lost the strength to resist.

The will to die in his eyes.

It's heartbreaking.

only.

next moment--

A rustling sound sounded.

That was the sound of the cloth being untied and sliding down.

Everyone looked subconsciously.

I saw that Kitumi, who had been quiet all this time, had already taken off his bamboo hat and stood up slowly.

A heavy wooden knife wrapped in cloth in his hand.

Extraordinarily eye-catching.

"Hey! Do you want your life? Stop! If you don't want to live, I don't want to die!"

I noticed Kitumi's reckless actions.

The young swordsman hurriedly pulled at his cuffs.

He looked at Kitumi Minoru with fear on his face.

Just when I was about to continue speaking——

"It is rumored that after the decisive battle with Ito Ittousai, the Sword Master Kitsumi had already reached the point where he could no longer abandon his real sword and use a threaded wooden sword. There were countless challengers, but they all died on the wooden sword."

The sturdy, middle-aged bandit leader wearing armor stood outside the carriage.

Looking at the wooden sword with the blade stained with black blood, his voice became fearful.

"But, there are more than 30 of us here. Even if it is the world's number one sword saint Beicheng, it is impossible for him to escape unscathed when we attack him in groups, right?"

"You can try."

Beichengshi said in a calm tone.

His eyes swept across.

The cold murderous aura contained in it.

It made all the bandits' throats roll and their necks feel cold.

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Silence.

Strange silence.

The sound of the wind seemed to have stopped.

Even the sound of breathing became clear at this moment.

The next moment——

". We have no intention of being enemies with the sword saint Beicheng. Since we have the protection of the world's number one sword saint now, this carriage can naturally pass."

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time and spoke like this.

He raised his hand.

The bandits around him immediately understood what he meant and all dispersed backwards, no longer surrounding the carriage.

The coachman immediately spurred the horse.

The vehicle drove forward again.

But this time, no one dared to stop him.

In the small carriage.

Silence was restored.

The young swordsman looked embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

And Bei Chengshi was also happy to be free. He rewound the wooden sword and closed his eyes again.

Just like that, he kept going forward.

When he arrived at the place.

Bei Chengshi carried his simple luggage.

He walked towards the small ravine outside Kyoto.

His destination was never the peaceful and prosperous Heian-kyō.

But that spring day.

The snow-white girl left in the morning light.

However, the further he went.

The road seemed to become longer.

It became more and more difficult for him to take a step.

Because it has been six years.

Six years.

Enough to change a lot of things.

Is she like before, brewing wine at sunrise and resting at sunset?

Is she still as gentle and beautiful as before?

Is she still waiting for him?

Just thinking of these.

Bei Chengshi's watery mood was turbulent.

He actually felt that it was difficult to move forward.

Then——

He heard a call from behind.

It turned out that the girl who had just rescued him in the carriage had caught up with him on purpose, wanting to thank him for saving his life in the carriage.

"In that case, I have something to ask of you."

Bei Chengshi pointed to the high slope in front.

He was afraid that he could not see the plum tree in the winery.

He was also afraid that she had long been gone from the winery.

He asked the carriage girl in this way, and then watched the carriage girl go forward.

Standing on the high slope and looking into the distance with the girl's back.

For the first time.

Bei Chengshi, who was already famous all over the world, felt uneasy.

Then the next second.

He was held by the hand of the carriage girl and pulled up the high slope.

"Master Bei Cheng! Look! There is no question of whether you can see or not!"

The carriage girl pointed to the front, her face full of excitement.

Bei Chengshi was also stunned.

Yes

There is no question of seeing or not seeing.

Because it's just opening your eyes.

What caught his eyes was the plum blossoms in full bloom.

Plum blossoms! Plum blossoms!

Not the one tree that he had promised her.

But thousands of trees, tens of thousands of trees!

All over the mountains and plains!

He was afraid that he couldn't see it.

She was afraid that he couldn't see it.

Kita Chengshi saw it.

Under the plum tree in the winery.

It was a girl who was bending down to check the condition of the wine.

There was a wind.

Plum blossoms fell like stars.

The girl in white clothes bathed in the rain of flowers pressed her flying black hair with her side hand.

Then she seemed to have discovered something.

Her eyes looked in his direction.

Her fingers trembled.

The expression on her face began to change.

But in the end she didn't say anything.

She just looked at him gently.

Just like then.

To be honest, I don't think I'm the kind of person who gives out knives. Why do so many people think I want to give out knives? It's so scary.