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Chapter 116 116. The Waves at Night (Two in One)

After signing the contract, Osamu Aizawa suddenly felt weak all over.

He fell backwards and was hugged by Akashi Fubuki.

"You are tired, how about taking a rest?"

The fragrance of lavender lingered in Osamu Aizawa's mind, making him drowsy.

This breath gradually nourished his mind and body, making him feel peaceful and comfortable.

"Sleep, sleep~"

After Aizawa Ou closed his eyes, Akashi Fubuki led him into the apse.

At the back of the hall, there is a woman also wearing a nun's attire, with furry white fox ears on her head.

If Osamu Aizawa saw it, he would recognize her as Shiori Shimizu who had been offline for a long time.

"Well, it's so cute."

Shiori Shimizu walked up with a smile, and stretched out her jade fingers to play with Osamu Aizawa's bangs.

"Don't wake him up."

Akashi Fubuki stood in front of him with a displeased expression on his face.

"Hmm, it's obviously a contract that can only be completed by me, but now you turn your face and deny anyone?"

Shiori Shimizu's ability to charm is still superior.

Otherwise, Osamu Aizawa would never let go of his guard and become the oath of allegiance accepted by Akashi Fubuki.

"That's two different things."

"Really? He obviously scolded all of us in front of Xiu just now." Shiori Shimizu shook the tail of the fox behind her, "I'm so sad."

"Am I wrong? You just want to impose your selfish desires on Xiu."

Akashi Fubuki put Aizawa Shuhei on the tatami, and said in a disgusted tone: "If it weren't for you, how could Shuhei disappear for 30 years?"

"No one can tell what happened at the beginning, and it doesn't make sense to say it now."

Shiori Shimizu did not choose to quarrel with her: "Anyway, Xiu is already in our hands, we should consider the next step."

"Well, it's time for the decadent capital to be destroyed."

"Then I'll go back first."

"Don't make claims."

"Yes, but" Shiori Shimizu turned to her and asked, "Where is Chaowu Egret recently? Why can't I contact her?"

"She has something important to do." Akashi Fubuki said calmly.

When Jinggaoye left Shizhu Mountain, he thought a lot along the way, but he didn't understand why he came back alive.

War is no child's play.

If Kyushu really wants Tokyo to attack together.

So one more day, there will be one more chance of winning.

The messenger himself had to be eliminated no matter what.

"Could it be that what Akashi Fubuki said was just a threat?"

If he just gave Kyoto a blow, he really wouldn't have to die.

However, even so, Jing Gaoye still couldn't let go, he always felt a little strange.

With doubts.

He came to Ehime.

It was found that the corpses of Kyoto imperial swordsmen were everywhere.

They were the elites of the advance team, but they died without any resistance, as if they had been chopped off with a knife, their bodies were separated and hung on the side of the road.

Jing Gaoye frowned, went to check the corpse, and found that the wound was not caused by humans.

"Akashi Fubuki, what exactly do you mean?"

Jing Gaoye stood up and looked around, and several monsters hidden in the black mist appeared.

An ominous atmosphere quickly struck.

He weighed it for a moment, and finally chose to turn back.

He is the only survivor and must be rushed back as soon as possible.

However, the demon did not give him this chance.

A headless samurai, no different from a human, but wearing armor, appeared at the crossroads, blocking Jing Gaoye's way back.

Beside it, there is a man wearing a Prajna mask: "Is there another one missing?"

"."

Jing Gaoye didn't speak, but drew out his spiritual knife and attacked the masked man.

Takamatsu.

It has been a week since Osamu Aizawa left.

Takaji Xinliang felt very bored.

He knew that he missed the opportunity to go to Ehime with Osamu Aizawa and crusade against the gods.

But there is no way, Yingji Kazuko's order is everything, he can't sneak past.

"Xinliang, what are you in a daze for?"

Yingsi Kazuko sat at the desk and reprimanded: "Have you not found the information I want?"

"I'm a swordsman"

Eagle Ji Xinliang sat on the windowsill and complained.

What he had to do was to fight enemies and demons on the battlefield, not to fight with a pile of documents that seemed to be a headache in the office.

The sword needs to be sharpened all the time, if this continues, he will almost forget how to swing the knife.

Yingsi Kazuko knew what his younger brother thought: "But compared to Yudaoshi, you are the head of the Yingsi family. What you need to do is to learn experience, make decisions, and become a high-ranking authority."

Yingji Xinliang curled his lips: "The imperial swordsman looks at the strength, what's the use if he can't fight?"

Yingsi Hezi: "Your strength is enough, you don't need to fight and kill like everyone else, and even lose your life in the end."

Inheritance is the first priority for noble families, and there is only one man in the Yingji family, Nobuyoshi Yingji, who cannot take risks outside.

"elder sister."

"Hurry up! During the spot check in the afternoon, if you can't answer my questions, you are going to sit in the office until you die!"

"Yes"

Just as Yingji Xinliang was about to jump off the window sill, he found a commotion at the entrance of the station.

A group of saber envoys surrounded the door, making loud noises.

"Sister, there is a situation, I'll go and see."

After finishing speaking, Yingji Xinliang jumped off the window sill and walked towards the gate of the residence.

Yingsi Kazuko frowned and sighed, when will my younger brother grow up and make excuses to go out and play again?
However, after a while, Yingji Xinliang brought a person back with a serious expression.

"Sister, something is wrong."

"Well, I can see it." Takashi Kazuko looked at the ragged Jing Gaoye, unless there was an emergency, he couldn't be so embarrassed, "Where's Osamu Aizawa? Why didn't he come back?"

Yingji Kazuko is more concerned about his whereabouts.

Did the two turn against each other, or did they encounter some force majeure?
When Osamu Aizawa left, she thought about whether to stop him, but when she thought about his relationship with Fujiwara Sakuraya, she felt a headache.

Jing Gaoye shook his blood-soaked hair and said, "No, he can't come back. He wants to help Akashi Fubuxue and attack Kyoto."

"What happened to Ehime?"

"The advance team was completely wiped out. If I didn't expect it, the two gods of Iyo had revived."

Jing Gaoye said in a hoarse voice: "We must immediately report to the Great Mingshen. This four-nation conquest is likely to fail!"

As night fell, the blue waves on the sea gradually turned into deep darkness, and some flashing ship lights were dotted in the distance, and a painting boat quietly sailed on the dark sea.

Inside the boat was a warm light, and Osamu Aizawa lay quietly on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Beside him, stood Akashi Fubuki in a monotonous and simple nun's attire.

She looked at Osamu Aizawa who was sleeping soundly, showing a beautiful smile. With the help of the maid, she took off the white headscarf and the nun's gown with hanging sleeves, and wore a thin black gauze dress.

"build"

Akashi Fubuki breathed out a sweet breath, extinguished the candlelight, and walked towards Osamu Aizawa.

As the boat went deep into the sea, gradually, the boat encountered waves and began to shake, like a child being gently rocked by its mother.

This kind of shaking was slow at first, like a lullaby, but the law was monotonous but reassuring, just like a boat floating in the sea, drifting with the current.

However, the shaking gradually increased over time.

The boat became like it was rolling in crazy waves.

It was not just a general shaking, this kind of violent shaking made Aizawa Osamu unable to maintain a stable posture, as if even breathing became difficult.

The sound of waves, splashes, creaking of the wooden bed, and all the sounds from the outside world seemed extremely harsh in the darkness.

Osamu Aizawa, who was sleeping, began to feel the pressure of the coming storm, turned over uneasy, and kept shaking with the movement of the ship.

He tried to adjust his posture to find a more comfortable balance.

However, the waves still pounded on the ship frantically, making a "bang bang" roar, and the ship was shaking as if it was about to be swallowed by the waves.

Water splashed on the ship's side, as if nature was sending a warning to Osamu Aizawa in silent language.

The sound of waves and splashes intertwined, making Osamu Aizawa frown. The fear and anxiety in the silence and emptiness made him keep waving his hands in the air, trying to climb to something that could make him feel at ease.

Akashi Fubuki held his hand, gave him support, and softly whispered in his ear to comfort him.

Hearing her words, Osamu Aizawa eased his brows, he could feel each other's warmth and company.

The boat began to move forward again, and the waves were pushed higher.

A strong storm arrived as promised, making the sea rough and dangerous.

The sea is actually like a bottomless pit, which makes Osamu Aizawa feel infinitely deep and mysterious.Akashi Fubuki took him by the hand and led him through this mysterious world.

The sea is very wide, but the boat looks so small, as if it will be swallowed by the waves at any time.However, every time a huge wave rushed from both sides, the boat was still able to escape with difficulty and moved forward firmly.

Finally, at the end of the sea, a charming small island appeared in front of the boat, and the waves quietly pushed the boat close to the shore.

The rhythm of the waves slowly slowed down, and after a while, Osamu Aizawa fell asleep again, accompanied by a warm current flowing through his body.

the next day.

Osamu Aizawa was shaken awake.

Although his eyes were still a little heavy, he could already clearly feel the fresh sea breeze and the sigh of the waves, and he could even hear the cheers of seagulls and the swimming of underwater fish.

"ferry?"

He opened his eyes, took a closer look and found Akashi Fubuki beside him.

The faint morning light illuminated her face, and she lay quietly on the bed, breathing evenly.Her lips were slightly parted, revealing a rosy and attractive color, which gave people infinite reverie.

Her cheeks were slightly rosy, like a budding flower, and her long black hair was scattered on the pillow, fluttering gently, revealing a faint fragrance.

Her brows were slightly frowned, and she inadvertently showed a somewhat melancholy expression, as if she was tired and had a nightmare.

She seems to be a quiet and beautiful picture scroll, elegant and noble, making Osamu Aizawa feel the peace and tranquility in his heart.

He thought for a while, stretched out his fingers, and pinched Akashi Fubuki's nose, while his left hand continued to move down, along the smooth skin, and scratched at his waist.

However, before he succeeded, he discovered that Akashi Fubuki had woken up.

"Xiu, what are you going to do?"

She held Aizawa Osamu's restless hand and asked.

"It's so slippery, like silk."

"Want to touch?"

"think."

"Daba."

Akashi Fubuki sat up, her black hair hanging down from her jade shoulders, shining in the sunlight.

Elegant and tall, the towering existence is so beautiful, just like Mount Fuji, it is called Furong Peak.

She blinked lightly, pulled the quilt, and held it in front of her chest: "Xiu, your eyes."

"No way, the beautiful scenery is in the front, and it is disrespectful not to look at it."

Osamu Aizawa closed his eyes and said intoxicated, "I really want to eat peaches."

"Well, I'm going to the Kibi coast later, there are peaches all over there."

"Kibi Coast? Why are you going back to Takamatsu?"

Jibi and Takamatsu are only separated by a narrow Seto Inland Sea. When they passed by, they were connected by a cross-sea bridge.

Osamu Aizawa originally thought that she would take him back to Kyushu Island, and would not let him go until the winner was drawn between Kyoto and Tokyo.

"Aren't you really going to intervene in this war?" Osamu Aizawa asked.

"What's Xiu thinking?" Akashi Fubuki said, "I wish to watch those two kill each other."

".We are all partners, so there is no need to be so stiff."

Osamu Aizawa recalled the previous contract ceremony and said, "You said, I am your master, is this true?"

"Of course, I exist for you."

"Then let me have a taste, master."

".build."

Even so, Akashi Fubuki still blushed and stepped forward to hand it over.

"Well, yes, then can I command the imperial swordsman of Kyushu Island?"

Osamu Aizawa asked vaguely.

The peaches are a little too big to fit in one mouthful.

"It's all yours. You helped me take back Kyushu Island." Akashi Fubuki said, biting her lips tightly, her face flushed.

"Well, then I am ready to join this war."

Osamu Aizawa looked at the seagull outside the window and said, "I want to finish what I haven't done before, would you lend me your strength?"

"Of course, my master."

At the same time, Fujiwara Sakuraya also looked at the seagulls outside the window.

In front of her was Kazuko Takaji, who was kneeling on the ground, reporting.

"Jing Gaoye went to Ehime with Osamu Aizawa, and met Akashi Daimyojin near Ishizui Mountain. She said."

Yingji Kazuko simply narrated what happened, and after she finished speaking, she rested her head on the ground and waited for the order silently.

Because Osamu Aizawa couldn't leave her sight.

As a result, in order to avoid trouble, Takaji Kazuko pretended not to know Aizawa Osamu and left secretly.

But who would have thought that Fubuki Akashi was waiting for him in Ehime.
Now, Osamu Aizawa is gone, and according to the past information she heard, Sakuraya Fujiwara is a woman who would not hesitate to destroy Kyoto in order to get Osamu Aizawa.

She who lost Osamu Aizawa must accept severe punishment.

"Well, I see."

However, contrary to Takaji Kazuko's expectations, Fujiwara Sakura just said something lightly, and asked her to return to Takamatsu and continue to command the vanguard station.

She was not held accountable for anything.

"you"

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"No"

Takaji Kazuko got up quickly, bowed and left the room.

Fujiwara Sakura stood up, picked up the Scarlet Sakura Spirit Knife lying horizontally behind her, and admired it carefully.

The clear blade reflected her distorted side face:
"Now we have all five people. Xiu, who will you choose in the end?"

(End of this chapter)