Kashuai Kiyomitsu didn't join in in the end. Just watching the silver-haired warrior trying to join in, only to be dragged along and beaten up by Anding, made Kashuai Kiyomitsu sigh, "If I had gone, Anding would definitely not have helped!"

Shimura Shinpachi immediately asked, "Are you showing off?"

Kashuu Kiyomitsu raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm telling the truth. Anding and I work really well together!"

"You're really showing off!"

After Yamato-no-kami Yasutsu defeated the samurai with the red cherry sword, the curly-haired samurai stood at the bow and said some harsh words. Kashuu Kiyomitsu complained, "It was Yasutsu who defeated him, why does he look so proud?"

"Forehead..."

"There's still a knife stuck in his ass!!"

"ah……"

"This action is really unlovable! Has Anding also learned bad habits?"

"Wait, is this the point?!"

A cold light flashed in Kashuu Kiyomitsu's eyes, which startled Shimura Shinpachi. The red-eyed boy said firmly, "Of course being cute is the most important thing!"

"…I thought you were going to say something profound but this is all you said?!"

"Speaking of which, Mr. Glasses, are you a complainer?"

"So why do you call me Glasses? It's obviously our first meeting, what the hell is Tucaoxing?"

"Because Spectacles-kun never introduced himself from the beginning to the end." Kashuu Kiyomitsu said with his hands folded.

"Oh, really... My name is Shimura Shinpachi..." The glasses-man showed an embarrassed expression, and then suddenly reacted: "No, you are trying to change the subject!"

Kashuai Qingguang was stunned for a moment, "Wait, what's your name?"

"Shimura, Shinpachi...what's wrong?"

"Oh, it's Shimura, you scared me." Kashuu Kiyomitsu breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, what happened here?"

"Didn't I just tell you that, asshole?"

Kashuu Kiyomitsu blinked and said obediently, "Because I was focusing on the red cherry blossoms just now."

"It's no use trying to be cute...!" Shimura Shinpachi met those pure red eyes, and only then did he realize how good-looking the person next to him was.

The shiny, smooth brown hair falls down, curling naturally, while the hair at the neck is playfully curled outwards, with a portion tied loosely and hanging down in front of the chest. The face is delicate, the eyes are long and slanted, and the red pupils are clear.

Although it is not winter yet, she is still dressed tightly, with almost no skin exposed except for her face, and is wearing a red scarf.

There was a little blood on his face, but he didn't seem to notice it, giving him a subtle and weird feeling in the dark night.

Shimura Shinpachi swallowed and took a step back unconsciously.

Kashuai Qingguang slightly widened his eyes and asked incredulously, "Am I that scary?"

He turned to look at Yamato-mori Yasutsugi, who was walking slowly towards him, covered in blood, and said with obvious grievance: "Yasutsugi - am I cute?"

Yamato-no-mori Yasunari had already watched the whole process. Shura, whose body was covered in blood, smiled softly at this moment: "How could it be, Kiyomitsu is the cutest."

This contrast made Shimura Shinpachi look even more frightened.

Kashuu Kiyomitsu didn't seem to notice it at all. He nodded with satisfaction: "I told you, I'm the cutest!"

Yamato-no-kami Yasunari repeated Kiyomitsu's question and smiled as he suspended the blood-stained sword at his feet. Shimura Shinpachi thought this must be a threat and had to explain it again.

To put it simply, there was a knife tester who recently injured many people. In order to get rid of this knife tester, they formed a team to fight monsters.

If their names weren't so subtle...

"Takasugi Shinsuke...are you sure it's not Takasugi Shinsaku?" The expression on Kashuu Kiyomitsu's face was a little stiff.

Shimura Shinpachi looked at the two swords with some confusion: "Is there something wrong with this name?"

"No, I just realized again that I didn't learn history well."

"What did you say?" Shimura Shinpachi seemed not to hear clearly.

California Qingguang was stunned. He blinked his eyes and said, "What?"

Yamato-no-kami calmly changed the subject: "Compared to this, Kiyomitsu, I think our priority right now should be to find a place to stay."

Kashuai Qingguang reacted suddenly, and said with disgust: "Anding, you are so dirty now——"

The silver-haired natural curly girl over there took on the next problem, although in fact it was them who suddenly appeared with two knives, not only almost destroyed the boat, but also inexplicably joined the battle. This matter had nothing to do with him.

However, since Takasugi Shinsaku, no, Takasugi Shinsuke was an anti-foreigner, and as the sword of the Shinsengumi, Kashuu Kiyomisu and Yamato-kami Yasunari did not think that there was anything wrong with their actions.

When Shimura Shinpachi turned around, he found that the two boys who were originally standing in the same place had suddenly disappeared.

Shimura Shinpachi shuddered suddenly.

>>>>>

"If you don't wash yourself clean, you are not allowed to talk to me——"

Still damp, Kashuu Kiyomitsu, who had taken off her ear clips and put on her lingerie, said this while sitting on the roof.

Their current position is in the Shinsengumi, and although many places have changed, the amazing thing is that they were able to actually find the position of the Shinsengumi.

As for the other hotels and residences, perhaps because of the knife-tester relationship, no one was willing to let them stay.

However, instead of calling it Shinsengumi, Kashuu Kiyomitsu noticed that the sect outside was written in Chinese characters as Shinsengumi. Adding the names of Takasugi Shinsuke and Shimura Shinpachi, Kashuu Kiyomitsu had a bad feeling.

But anyway, it's only natural to borrow the Shinsengumi's bathroom, right? After all, they are the swords of Okita-kun, the captain of the first squad.

I just wanted to try to see Okita-kun, but now, Kashuu Kiyomitsu feels that his mood is really complicated, and stability is probably similar to his idea.

Yamato-mori Yasunari, wearing a white yukata, jumped onto the roof. Her ponytail came loose, and her furry hair drooped due to the water. Yamato-mori Yasunari tilted his head and looked over: "Kiyomitsu, you're just sitting there, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"If I don't want to be found, no one can find me." Kashuu Kiyomitsu said confidently.

Yamato-no-mori thought about it and agreed, "You are right."

At this moment, both swords heard the sound of footsteps and tiptoed like thieves. With this thought in mind, the two looked at each other, held their breath involuntarily (they were not breathing to begin with), and listened vigilantly to the sounds coming from the corridor below.

"...I'm not kidding, I really heard some talking just now!" A very rough male voice.

"How is that possible? Everyone must have gone to bed at this hour. I'm so sleepy..."

"Tsk--keep your voice down...what if it's a thief?"

"Which thief dares to come to our Shinsengumi?"

"There's still water in the bathroom! Someone really was here!"

"Is it someone from the team? There's no need to be nervous about this kind of thing."

"No, it's really a strange sound that I have never heard before!"

The two of them were quarreling so noisily that they thought they were not making much noise. Fu Shenshen, who could hear the entire conversation, couldn't help but reveal a helpless expression.

"In the end, I was mistaken for a thief." Yamato-mori Yasunari made this mouth shape.

Kashuu Kiyomitsu puffed up his cheeks, and although he didn't say anything, Yamatomori Yasunari could still tell that his little friend was complaining and that this was so unlovable.

At this time, team member B tried very hard to finally pull team member A's mind back from being a victim and no longer be so nervous. At this time, just as they were leaving, team member B, who had been comforting his teammates, suddenly raised his head without warning. Before the two knives could do anything, team member B suddenly screamed.

He yelled, "Ghost!!!"

Then, without waiting for Two Knives to say anything, he took the already frightened team member A and ran away.

Kashuai Qingguang almost swallowed his breath. He said in disbelief, "Is there a ghost as cute as me?!"

"So this is the point..." Yamato-mori Yasutsu looked at his outfit and said, "That person must have seen me."

Kashuu Kiyomitsu was wearing dark red clothes, which made it difficult to see him at night, but Yamato-mori Yasudasa was just the opposite. His white yukata that glowed at night was too conspicuous.

However, after this commotion, all the lights in the village were turned on, and the two knives could no longer stay here.

Then the next day, Kashuu Kiyomitsu looked at the notice looking for a demon catcher hanging on the door of the Shinsengumi with a complicated look, opened his mouth, but could not say anything.

"Why..." Kashuu Kiyomitsu was extremely depressed. He pointed at the portrait on the notice and felt unhappy. "Even if you think I'm a ghost, is it necessary to draw me so ugly?"

There was a picture of a ghost wearing red clothes and looking fierce on the list of things to do. Kashuu Kiyomitsu continued to complain: "It's so ugly, but do I look that much like a woman?"

Yamato-mori Yasunari could only soothe him by saying, "Maybe that team member didn't see you, Kiyomitsu?"

"But there are only two of us there." Kashuu Kiyomitsu was not comforted and said rationally, "Unless it was a dagger, who else could have escaped our detection?"

The most important thing is that California Kiyomitsu happened to be wearing red clothes.

Yamato-no-mori thought for a moment and said with a smile, "If that's the case, why don't we just catch some ghosts?"

Kashuu Kiyomitsu turned around in confusion and heard his friend say, "This proves that the ugly female ghost is not Kiyomitsu."

"And if that's the case, we'll have a reason to enter the garrison."

I don't know what moved Kashuu Kiyomitsu, but his eyes fell on the village behind the notice board, and a smile of eagerness appeared on his face: "Well, let's have a good fight!"

Then, Kashuu Kiyomitsu was shocked by the disguise tools in Yamatomori Yasunari's hand. He took a few steps back radically, as if he was being forced, and shook his head vigorously: "I don't want it, absolutely not--"

"Such an unlovable explosion head or something like that must not appear on my head!"

Yamatomori smiled calmly: "No, Kiyomitsu, you have to believe in yourself. No matter what image you are, you are the cutest!"