After brushing up the heroine's hatred, I crossed

Chapter 58 58. The Monster Under Tokyo Bay
"haven't seen you for a long time."

Several women in suits gathered around, and Fujiwara Sakura stretched out her hand with a smile.

Osamu Aizawa silently took off Yan Modao and handed it to her.

Damn it, the intention to go out and jump off the ship to escape was seen through.

How could the woman in front of me be Fujiwara Sakuraya?

Osamu Aizawa did not expect that she would be able to fool the system scan when they first met.

Otherwise, I wouldn't easily trust this pure Miss Kyoto.

Careless.

Aizawa Osamu, who just escaped from Utsunomiya Renhua, can't stand against another Daimyojin at all
My life is over.

"Xiu, don't worry, I will help you solve all the people and things that get in the way."

Fujiwara Sakura took the initiative to hug Osamu Aizawa, buried him in his chest, and sniffed the scent to his heart's content.

Ah, the hug after 30 years. It's so bad that there is still the fragrance of Utsunomiya Renhua.

Fujiwara Sakura turned her head and told a woman in a suit: "I want to take a bath with Xiu, and keep an eye on the boat."

Now that her identity was exposed, she couldn't let Osamu Aizawa out of her sight until she entered Kyoto.

Osamu Aizawa: "."

It’s over.

Life is over.

It seemed that I had no choice but to go to Kyoto and accept the meticulous care of Fujiwara Sakuraya.

Leaving the cabin, the outside is the magnificent scenery of Tokyo Bay.

Several speedboats with the pine badge of the United Association printed on their hulls are rushing here.

Fujiwara Sakura glanced at it, and with a wave of his hand, the speedboats exploded one after another, and the swordsmen on board fell into Tokyo Bay, and hurriedly put on armor.

"Go to Miura, the person who will meet you should come, right?" Fujiwara Sakuraya asked Ye Xiao outside the door.

It is inevitable to escape into the realm of ignorance and return to Kyoto, but the place is by no means Yokohama, which is very close to Tokyo.

Miura is located at the end of the Miura Peninsula, where there is a shortcut across Sagami Bay to the Izu Peninsula.

As long as she leaves the range of Utsunomiya Renhua's ability, Osamu Aizawa is hers.

"Yes, Hakone's Six Guards Imperial Swordsman is heading to Miura, waiting to meet you."

Fujiwara Sakura nodded, and pulled Osamu Aizawa into the bathroom.

The two are like a couple who have been together for a long time. They didn't speak, but cooperated tacitly and wiped each other's bodies.

After half an hour.

Listening to the sound of battle coming from outside the ship.

Osamu Aizawa stood quietly in front of the mirror, and Fujiwara Sakura behind him carefully helped him fasten his kimono belt as if serving her husband.

"Cultivation is true, I clearly said no, but my hands are dishonest." Fujiwara Yingye said angrily, "However, this body is not good. When I return to Kyoto, I will definitely serve you well."

Osamu Aizawa: "."

He knew that if he showed no interest, Fujiwara Sakuraya, who doubted his own charm, would definitely not let him out easily.

Putting on the black haori kimono that Sakuraya Fujiwara had chosen for him, Osamu Aizawa walked out of the bathroom.

Outside the cabin, Yokohama's iconic red and white wall lighthouse has gradually disappeared into the distance.

The big ship from the Unification Association has arrived, and it is full of swordsmen, probably at least B-level elites.

However, under the fighting ability of the woman in the suit, they have no power to resist.

Just three people scuttled five ships one after another, making waves in the calm Tokyo Bay.

"Is it Night Owl?"

Osamu Aizawa leaned on the railing and asked while the sea breeze was blowing.

Yan Mo Dao has been put away, and the Spirit Dao lodged in the system cannot be taken out.

He really has no ability to come back now, so he can only watch the battle from the sidelines and let Fujiwara Sakuraya manipulate him.

"Well, all the night owls who are active in Kanto have rushed over."

"It's a big deal, but I really don't deserve it from you."

Ye Xiao's attention should be on the gods, not on "saving" him, a mere human being.

"Whether it's worth it or not, I'll decide." Fujiwara Sakuraya handed over the hair dryer and asked Osamu Aizawa to dry her hair. "The eighth of next month is an auspicious day, and we will get married on that day."

Osamu Aizawa held up her moist and beautiful long hair: "It's pretty good."

Speaking of it, Fujiwara Sakuraya is obsessed with getting married, and she cannot be blamed.

Because in the game, although Fujiwara Sakuraya's favorability is difficult to maximize, it is also the easiest to increase among the five heroines.

Therefore, after several attempts, Osamu Aizawa chose to brush up his favorability first, and then chose to refuse when he was about to get married.

One positive and one negative, because love breeds hatred, the degree of hatred rises like a rocket.

Therefore, Osamu Aizawa consciously bears part of the responsibility even if the results in the game are affected.

Seeing that Osamu Aizawa did not refute, Fujiwara Sakura said happily: "In the future, how about our child be called Sayoko Aizawa, or Sayoko Minamoto?"

"What about a boy?"

Osamu Aizawa was also a nobleman of the Sharan Genji family, and in the past he was bestowed the positions of three guard generals because of his meritorious service.

According to the ancient surname calling rules of the island country, it is not impossible to call oneself the original surname.

"Original home."

"Why does it suddenly smell like a public servant?"

"Don't you like it? With your father, he can definitely become the Minister of the Taizheng."

"Also."

Fujiwara Sakuraya fell into longing for the future, and she kept talking about her plans for decades.

"After regaining Tokyo, you will open it again. How about establishing a shogunate?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will take over the court?"

"Our husband and wife are of the same mind, why should we be afraid?"

"Fine."

Osamu Aizawa was helpless and looked towards the bay, where the three night owls were attacking the largest flagship.

On the bow of the flagship, stood his old acquaintance, Saya Kawasumi.

Although she is S-rank, she is too young to fight against the three night owls alone.

After a while, it was driven into the bottom of the sea and lost its trace.

"Do you know her?" Fujiwara Sakuraya asked, observing Aizawa Osamu's expression.

"Acquaintance, I met when I was lurking in the religious group."

"Oh."

Fujiwara Sakura thought deeply, then pulled Osamu Aizawa into the cabin.

"It's windy outside."

"Ah."

Fujiwara Sakuraya sat on the sofa, put her legs together, patted her thighs, and signaled Osamu Aizawa to lie down.

Osamu Aizawa walked over and lay down on her soft and elastic thighs.

Knee pillow.

Fujiwara Sakura caressed Osamu Aizawa's hair lovingly.

Neither of them spoke.

The sound of fighting outside was like white noise on a rainy day, which was extremely helpful for sleeping.

After taking a bath, Osamu Aizawa actually fell asleep at some point.

When he woke up again, he found that he was almost at Miura, and Fujiwara Sakuraya lowered his head and kissed Aizawa Osamu, indicating that it was time for him to get up.

"real or fake."

The United Association failed to break through the blockade of Fujiwara Sakuraya and several night owls for almost an hour.

Osamu Aizawa secretly slandered, with this level of combat power, if he dared to provoke the Kyoto side, it would be good if he didn't be pushed back.

And, Utsunomiya Renka, what are you doing?
Why don't you come and catch me, the traitor?
Osamu Aizawa felt that he couldn't escape today, so he stood up, stretched himself, and prepared to get off the boat.

At this moment, the mutation protruded.

Violent shaking came from the bottom of Tokyo Bay.

The sturdy painting boat was beaten by unknown waves, and a figure broke through the window from outside the boat.

That person was Saya Kawasumi.

Osamu Aizawa froze for a moment, looked at her bleeding fist and said, "This is not where you should come."

Even if Kawasumi Saya used a unique method to successfully hide from Fujiwara Sakuraya's detection and approach the ship, it was only to die.

Saya Chuancheng said expressionlessly, "S-rank wanted criminal, Lin Xiuyi, you have been arrested."

Aizawa Osamu couldn't help laughing, and looked at Fujiwara Yingye: "Don't kill her, Lianhua likes her very much."

Fujiwara Sakura lightly snorted: "What's none of my business?"

Osamu Aizawa: "You didn't listen to your husband's request?"

Fujiwara Sakura had no choice but to put down her right hand, which was gathering strength, and said coldly, "Get out."

Saya Chuancheng grinned, took two steps back, let go of her bleeding fist, squatted down and pressed her palms on the floor.

Suddenly, a dim phantom of a jade fan appeared above her head.

Osamu Aizawa was puzzled, Fujiwara Sakura frowned.

"This pattern is"

In the next second, a huge, pitch-black behemoth appeared from the bottom of the bay.

The whole painting boat was torn apart, and in the chaos, Osamu Aizawa was held in his hand.

The man was wearing a red robe and a Prajna ghost mask. Without saying a word, he threw Osamu Aizawa into the beast's hideous mouth.

"don't want."

Seeing her husband being devoured, Fujiwara Sakuraya felt that all the strings in her mind were broken in an instant.

"Give me back my repair!"

(End of this chapter)