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Misty Hidden Talent will never forget the shock of seeing the boy for the first time.
That sweet feeling of being sucked into every soul and the fear of not wanting to escape as conflicting.
If you hold those two together and become someone who is brewing something so intense that even the life of those you see drives you crazy, you must be captivated even if you are not talented.
The feeling was now coming back to life again.
That was when one dancer, who was dancing on stage, suddenly descended from the stage and pushed into a straight line in pursuit of Hidekang Nobushiro.
And the boy came into his eyes like a flame.
Of course, the only thing I can see from where Talent is now is its thin back and its saggy, windy hair.
Still, to Talent, I didn't doubt that the boy was the one with the fear while he was in a hurry.
The boy's name...
- Wind Demon Kotaro...
The moment the figure popped into his eyes, there was a gap in him unconsciously. And Hirouchi Takasaka, who is scratching his feet to jump out of the scene with all his spirit, couldn't have missed the gap.
"Shit!
By the time Talent returned to me, Takasaka Hiranuchi was windy and popping out.
"Tenzo!! I don't mind!!
When the talent shouted so unexpectedly, Tenzo began to set his aim, holding the sparkling gun he had hidden behind his back.
Everything goes slowly.
Everyone on the spot wouldn't even imagine what would happen after this.
No...
Just one person, let's not forget that time was passing as usual, and there was someone who was portraying the end of it in his head.
It's... Kotaro the Wind Demon and the Boy Called by Talent...
Instead, only the boy may always live in a relaxed stream like the Great River, while in a highly migratory turmoil.
The boy is smiling cold in his mouth against the loose ends that suddenly appear in front of him.
I narrowed my eyes even thinner because I couldn't contain the joy of boiling from within my heart.
Its source of joy is…
- Murder intent...
That was a moment.
The boy's right hand was swinging so fast that there were no remnants, drawing a beautiful semicircle from left to right.
Immediately after that...
- Karan...
And I wondered if there was a dry sound of metal falling on the ground...
Yuri's leg stopped perfectly.
And...
And it came to pass from his white throat, that blood gushed forth, making the sound of Bush.
Yet the bright red blood of Yuri falls not only on the boy like rain, but also on Hidekang Nobushiro, right behind him.
As if time had stopped, only Yuri himself moved that body independently of his will, in the midst of people unable to move into the sight that was happening in front of him.
No... it would be more right to say that the natural dishes moved the loose ends.
In other words, when she bent her knees, she fell straight to the front.
At that time...
"Ha ha!!!!
The roaring screams of the beast now stuck behind Hidekang Nobushiro.
A voice that trembles in heaven. The voice is from all over Hirouchi Takasaka. But no matter how much you cry, you can't deny the sight that happened in front of you, let alone shake back the course of time.
Of course, Nakauchi knows ten such things. Still, he had to have some sort of blind faith that something should change if he "destroyed" everything now in front of him.
Pulling out a sledge and a short knife, he proceeded like a pig toward Hidekang Noboru and the boy at the root of it.
But...
- Daaaan!!
The moment one shot sounded that...
Along with the loud sound of "Batang!", Yanauchi fell on his back, and the progression was stopped far behind Hidekang.
In the middle of that forehead is a small hole drilled by a bullet fired by the Tenzo.
The little hole was the door to the path that led to chasing my sister's back, who had traveled earlier...
People are still incapable of moving in the series of shocking events that took place within a moment.
Winds are cold and harsh in winter. But now people stood still, so much so that their hearts could not even feel the pain of the wind.
But...
It wasn't all over.
That is also evident from the fact that the haunted shaped fog-concealed talent collection is proceeding with a single point aimed at blowing up dead leaves.
However, no matter how unusual his physical abilities are, he cannot stop time, and it is impossible to reduce the distance twenty steps away in an instant.
That was just a few steps away from the person he was aiming for...
- Basha, Basha, Basha...
The sound of streams of water flowing in the silence echoed.
The sound was the sound of a boy standing in front of Hidekang Nobushiro pouring water out of a bamboo barrel he was holding...
And after that water poured...
Oh, my God, it was Hidekang Nojo.
"Return blood... shed"
A boy who never uttered a word until then says so in a delicate voice like the sound of a harp.
And according to the words, Hidekang's face, which was bathed in blood, went from red to skin tone by the water.
To that appearance, of the only two people who could move on the spot, now the talent uttered words.
"You disrespectful man!!
The words were in the hearts of the offerings that were solidifying around Hidekang: "Pan!" and depressed the whip. Returning to me in a flash, they stretched out their arms in an attempt to capture the boy who reflexively watered his master.
But...
All their arms cut empty.
That too should...
Because the moment Talent uttered the word, the boy's appearance was no longer in the place...
It would be the expression "disappeared" that would most firmly follow.
Instead, it's not strange to see a whole lot of it coming to an end, but to have someone who answers truthfully, "There was no such boy or other person from the beginning".
There was no trace of it, and yet, like a foam dream, the boy was gone from the spot.
Most people still don't know what the hell happened.
Most people still understand the certainty.
It's...
That Hidekang Nojo is safe without one injury.
And that the winter wind hurts like a prick.
Plus...
That two men and women scattered their lives with 'dreams'...
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Celebration 11 (1606) December 22 -
In one of Nagahama's tea houses, the faces of Shinobu Maida are gathered to make sense of this series of events.
That was not a very different sight than just three days ago, but if you were told to mention the only different part, what everyone has in their cup would be "booze" instead of "white water".
"Something!? Did you end up not knowing anything!?
Hirohiko Nezu raised his voice with a frown. It was Sasuke Monkey who shook his neck sideways shrugging his shoulders at him like that.
And Rokuro Haino opened his mouth to speak for Sasuke.
"Speaking of what I know, Sir Echimae was safely out of Nagahama as if nothing had happened, and by now he would be in the land of Ghana.
Rokuro, by the way. What about the movements of the winddemons and the men of Takasaka after that? "
Yes, when Rokuro Haino waved the talk, Rokuro Hozuki, which was brought to the wall as usual, spoke in a quiet voice.
"Takasaka's men look scattered for losing their heads. Looks like someone who can move left the city early folding the stage.
The wind demons left the city, put together by two men, Shinauchi Tsuzawa and Shinauchi Tsuji. Apparently, he's headed to Edo to fulfill his' dream '. "
"Heh! I don't know who this mastermind is, but does that mastermind keep Lord Tsuzawa and the others free?
That's the big fight!
When Kosuke Hole Mountain frowned on Rokuro Hozuki's report,
"That'll be fine"
And, in a relaxed tone, Sanho Qinghai pinches his mouth. Then his brother, Sanhao Izo, went on to carry on the words of such a brother.
"As a shogun in the first place, I would have decided not to start with this plot to assassinate Sir Echimae.
In the unlikely event that some of the wind demons blow this matter to the public, it is more obvious than to see the fire that it will be cast out by the mastermind and the doings.
I don't think those who are about to fulfill their 'dreams' will do anything that no one will gain from it.
And the invisible power of 'If you keep your mouth shut, let us fulfill your Lord's wishes' may already be at work. "
This will be spoken a little later, but according to the words of Izo, the two men, Hiranuchi Shizawa and Hiranuchi Shishi, will succeed in their business in Edo with the surviving winddemons.
Hiranuchi Tsuzawa gave his best to the "old clothing merchant", and if stolen goods were put up for sale, he also served to inform the town service and played a role in the security of the city of Edo.
Then, in future generations, the name of Tozawa-cho, Nihonbashi, will remain the name of Tozawa-cho.
Meanwhile, Shifuuchi builds the largest playground in the city of Edo when he takes on some dancers who have lost their way. That is where future generations will be called Yoshihara.
So he took on two parts, the glorious part of the city of Edo and the dark part, and supported them with shadows so that the city of Edo could not be disturbed.
This is how we're both going to make our dreams come true, but of course, we don't even know Shigemitsu Maida here.
Still, there was no doubt that somewhere there was something like an unspoken feeling that "they would succeed" that we all had in common.
Now, as many nodded to Izo's best words, Kosuke Kakuyama struck his tongue and told him to spit out in his grumpy chest.
"Heh! In the end, Takasaka and the lady were calculated to be truncated from scratch?
Even if things don't work out...
Damn, I'm sick of my chest!
The words of Kosuke must have probably been the same for everyone on this occasion.
But on the other hand, they also understood equally that it was the fate of those who lived in 'darkness'.
For this reason, when it came to what they could do now, it was enough to drink up the liquor in the cup for a long time, along with thoughts that could not be put into words.
Sasuke made his voice play just a little as he tried to switch such air while the field soaked up somehow.
"Well, whatever it is, it doesn't change the fact that we protected Lord Echimae!
Ha ha! Now we can all put it on five pieces of silver!
But Kosuke!! I'll keep your Lord's silver!
"Hey, why not!!?
"We're going to use it for a lot of things anyway!
In case it's critical, I'll keep a close eye on Kosuke's silver!
This is also an order from Master Yukimura!
"Gu! You're here... take Komura-sama in...!
When the "doh" laughed at such an exchange, he pulled out his shoulders, as if they had all fallen somewhere.
... but...
There seems to be only one person who is still unable to hide his frustration. The man, when suddenly he stood up limp, swelled his cheeks and raised his tall voice.
"Mmmm!! I'm not convinced yet!!
It was Yuri Kamayunosuke, who dyed red white cheeks.
"Whoa! Kamanosuke! You're going to drink worse! Don't raise your voice!
Yes, even eight protests against Kamanosuke, but Kamanosuke intensified his discourse as if more and more the fire had been oiled.
"Are you saying that everyone is convinced!? For that matter!!
"So what do you not like about it? Tell me why."
I talk about Kama-nosuke like Makocchan blames me.
Then Sickle Noisuke held his mouth pointed, pointing his right index finger toward a point. Everyone rounded their eyes to the fact that it was accompanied by sharpness as if poking with a spear.
And it was at the end of that finger...
It was Akane's appearance.
"Why does he look so strange here!!
Akane is still smiling and waving at Kama-nosuke, who is still hanging his fangs all the time after eating.
That sparing appearance seems to have amplified Kamanosuke's anger even further.
"If we had him in the first place, maybe we wouldn't have been caught by our enemies!
And yet, even with liquor in one hand here, like our people, it's hilarious!
Then Shizukuzo, who had never uttered a word before, said Booshiri.
"... without Akane, things would not have happened. Now we're buddies..."
The words of those who rarely open their mouths usually weigh no matter how short they may be. The words of Tenzo now seem to have applied exactly to it, and everyone, except Kamanosuke, nods as strangely convinced.
Then he threw his words at Sickle Noisuke in a tone that Yasuhachi would deceive.
"Come on, Kamanosuke. What the Lord is not convinced is that Akane is here, but that" Akane is stuck to the talent collection "?
The red face of Kamanosuke darkens its colour even further in the words, and from above its head appears to be bursting with erupting smoke.
And Akane, as Vukihachi put it, leans on her body perfectly and gives her a happy, tranced look somewhere.
"Muki no!! Just get away from Talent Zone now!!
Otherwise, you will succeed or lose here for working disrespect!!
Finally, it presents a one-touch appearance. Kamanosuke put his hands on the gain he had placed on his hips and approached his temples.
Still, even Hachi and Kosuke are laughing at Kerakera so that they can enjoy the occasion, so if you try them, you must not leave the everyday realm.
In the meantime, Giorzo shifted his gaze from a cup of liquor to Kanosuke's, with no expression on his face.
In the wake of that gaze, the motion of Kama-nosuke stops. And Talent said in a pale tone.
"Forgive me, Kamanosuke. This is my reward to Akane.
Anyway, I said, "You can stay with me until my body wounds heal."
Hearing the words, Kamanosuke returns his red face to its original white as somewhere relieved.
"Now, if the wounds of talent heal..."
"Oh... I'm not gonna leave this one by my side"
"Mmmm... so that means patience until then... there's no choice..."
I know you haven't convinced yourself of everything yet, but Sickle Noisuke is reluctantly drawn. Then Akane stood up quietly this time and took her to the front of Kamanosuke, who was still standing.
And he bowed his head to Sickle.
"Please, this may be a short relationship, thank you"
To say a very polite greeting, Kamanosuke is taken aback and loses the words to be put out.
But...
It remained the gap between Kamanosuke...
Akane did not miss the moment. When you glow your eyes hard,
- Mzz!!
How dare she eagle Kamanosuke's chest?
"Hey, hey, what are you doing!!
Kamanosuke's face turns bright red again when she accidentally flies away and tries to hide her breasts.
With the look and feel of his hands, Akane seemed certain. When he raised the corner of his mouth, he whispered in the ear of Kanosuke, still in confusion.
"If you don't be honest, you can't beat me. Hehe."
And she bowed her head gently to all of them, "Well, I'm a little tired, so let me get to the floor first," and left the room behind as if nothing had happened.
For a while everyone left their mouths open to Akane's bold and invincible actions, but the talent said, "Ha ha!" And when he laughed out loud, everyone but Kamanosuke laughed down with his belly, imitating it.
The one unconvincing Kamanosuke,
"Mmmm!! What the fuck! Do it guys!!
And with his face bright red, he drank up the cup of liquor, as he ate the liquor.
As such, the time is running out for savoury liquor.
How many more times can we have a time like this...
You can't possibly know more about that than it is in 'Darkness'.
Still, they will continue to live up to their chests.
Because they're all...
Hideyoshi Toyotomi and I had a dream from that night.
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Yangtze floating in the dark night...
The boy's presence can only be seen by the man in front of him now. In other words, "phantom".
And between the boy and the man, a single bamboo barrel.
The boy's clothes are stained red and black with the blood of some lucky woman, but the man in front of him is barely distracted by such a thing.
Even then, it's hard to tell how close these two are to people's "death".
Needless to say, the boy was called "Kotaro the Wind Demon" by someone who knew him.
Meanwhile, even in front of Kotaro, who confuses the beholder, the man with the sliced eye who does not break that smile in a tattered way...
Genuine Hondo...
"Hehe... you did a great job. It means you know if this is going to work."
If purity makes a cold smile, the boy's mouth spills naturally and a grin as well.
But strangely, the boy's, unlike the genuine one, carried a purely warm joy.
That is, all he could think was that he was honestly showing joy in genuine praise.
"Well... then just one more. There are people who want you to try as much as the" Example Water "effect.
Will you ask me to do it again next summer or so?
To that genuine question, the boy nods in stiffness.
Then Purity reached out his hand and gave him hair as soft as the boy's silk.
"And if that's 'safe', it's finally next New Year's Eve..."
The back of pure eyes glows demonically.
At this time, the person floated inside Honta's genuine chest...
Toyotomi Principal...
Hideyoshi Toyotomi...
"Hehe... you still have to get the Lord to work. I'll keep asking."
By the time that purity had spoken, the boy had neglected to disappear.
And the boy becomes part of the pitch-black darkness of winter.
It is in that 'darkness' that he is his only place and also the 'mother' who created him.
As if wrapped in the warmth of his "mother," the boy smiled softly, disappearing under the winter sky to the other side as a wind blowing into the wild.