For more than a month since that day, Anno Samura has been traveling back and forth between the Imperial Guard Hall and Edo.
Zuo Cun had no money, he came just for the scenery and folk songs.
Zuo Cun found it interesting to observe people's expressions and guess their thoughts.
Zuocun's favorite place to stay is the seaside, not because the sea is beautiful or vast, but because there are many waterbirds gathering on the seaside.
For some reason, Zuo Cun is very popular with birds.
Whether it is a land bird like a sparrow or a water bird like a seagull, they are completely unsuspecting of Zuocun.
Zuo Cun would not hurt them, but would gently touch the birds' heads, and sometimes feed the birds two small fish that could not be sold for money from fishermen.
After going back and forth, the fishermen also became familiar with this peaceful "samurai-sama", and he occasionally told dirty jokes to puzzle Zuo Cun, who didn't understand anything.
Every time he asked: "Why can only a man and a woman have children together?"
"Why do women smell so good?" "Why do men have to have smelly sweat?"
With this kind of problem, the fishermen who are laughing and joking will find themselves in embarrassment.
Occasionally, I would also practice and compete with people in the trial defense hall.
Every time we have a discussion, Zuo Cun will be very dedicated and serious.
Everyone in the Trial Guard Hall is familiar with him and recognizes his strength.
Except for Okita Souji, no one can suppress Samura Anno.
Moreover, Anno Zumura seemed to be making progress every day after he came into contact with the sword.
In just one month, Okita Souji felt that it was somewhat difficult for him to suppress Samura.
October 3, 1853.
Edo light rain.
Zuo Cun stood on a high place wearing a bamboo hat, looking at the waves below.
The waves were a bit strong, so no seabirds stayed on the shore.
Boring...
Turning his head slightly, he saw another man wearing a bamboo hat standing on the high platform looking at the sea.
It is worth noting that this man with thick and hairy arms also has a knife on his waist.
This is a samurai.
"Hey, little brother, come and see the sea too." The sturdy warrior took the initiative to say hello.
"...Hmm." Is this person a little too enthusiastic?
"Ah, I talk a lot, so I often like to find someone to chat with." The thick warrior waved his hand, and his tone sounded like a smile.
He took off his hat and smiled at Anno Zuomura: "My name is Serizawa Kamo, and I am a wandering samurai. Please give me your advice."
Anno shook hands with him.
"We are also samurai, Zuocun Annuo, please give us your advice." Zuocun also took off his hat.
Serizawa Kamo looks to be in his twenties, but he is wide and fat, weighing at least twice as much as Samura.
After shaking hands, the two separated.
"The sea is really beautiful." Serizawa Kamo exclaimed, "I like the sea very much, especially the sound of the waves hitting the beach."
Annuo Zuomura nodded: "The sea is indeed beautiful."
"That's right!" Serizawa Duck looked very happy, "People who like to watch the sea are broad-minded people! This is what my father said!"
The two chatted for a while, although Serizawa was basically describing his views and love for the sea to Samura.
"Hey, Serizawa-kun, why do you, who like the sea so much, choose to pick up a sword and become a samurai?" Zuomura Anno asked with some confusion.
"Ah, this..." Serizawa was stunned, but was a little silent.
"Samura-kun, why did you choose to pick up the sword?"
"I don't know...at least not yet." Zuo Cun looked at the rough sea with a low voice.
"That's it..." Serizawa Kamo sighed.
"I'm sorry, Samura-kun, the reason why I drew the sword... belongs only to me, so I can't tell you." Serizawa Kamo's expression was a little serious.
At this time, a voice came from the other side of the road: "Hey, Serizawa, what are you doing!"
"New meeting!" Serizawa duck shouted.
He turned to Zuocun and gave a smile: "I'm sorry, Zuocun-kun, my friend is calling me."
"Please." Zuo Cun smiled.
"However, if you want to find a reason for drawing your sword, I have some humble opinions that you can use as a reference." Serizawa patted Zuo Cun on the shoulder and showed a somewhat tough-looking smile.
"Go farther and don't let yourself stay in one place for too long. A comfortable life is not suitable for a murderous samurai."
"Then, I'm leaving first!" Serizawa Kamo moved his strong body and ran towards the person called Niimi, disappearing from sight after a short while.
"Goodbye, Serizawa-kun..." Zuomura muttered to himself.
He returned to the trial court.
"Samura!" Toshizo Hijikata slapped Annuo Samura on the back.
"Hijikata..."
"What are you thinking about? Why are you so distracted when you come back today?" Hijikata sat opposite Zuo Cun, "This is not like you."
Zuocun is usually very quiet, but he will never be as eerily silent as today.
"I'm just...thinking about something." Zuomura skillfully grabbed Hijikata's hand and put his elbow on the table.
The two began to fight arm-wrestling.
It's enough to do something that consumes physical strength like cutting with a wooden sword once in a while. Samura and Hijikata like to compete, so they adopted this method that doesn't consume much.
"Well--"
"ah--"
Although Samura could suppress Hijikata during training, in terms of pure strength, Hijikata was still superior.
"Hey, how about--" Hijikata Toshizo gritted his teeth, raised the corners of his mouth, and pressed hard.
"You're so weak, you guy-" Zuo Cun's face turned red and he pursed his lips. Even if you are at a disadvantage, he will never let you win easily!
"Really, you two are wrestling with each other again." Souji Okita walked in, saw the two people wrestling, and shook his head.
He put his hand on the back of Zuo Cun's hand and pushed it gently.
Zuocun instantly gained the upper hand.
"Hey, Okita! What are you doing!" Hijikata was startled and quickly continued to use his strength to regain the victory.
Zuocun didn't speak.
"Is it interesting that you two play like this every day?" Okita Souji squatted aside and said boredly.
"Uh-ah-" Zuomura Ano clasped the table and pressed down Hijikata's hand with a strong force.
"Really, really, this guy Okita is messing up the situation this time. It doesn't matter." Hijikata muttered dissatisfiedly.
"Of course not, but..." Zuomura chuckled, "It feels really good to beat you."
"You kid——" Hijikata was speechless for a moment.
"Hahahahaha." Souji Okita smiled happily.
"Okita, why are you laughing?" Zuo Cun asked blankly.
"You two are so stupid. Are these samurai?" Okita Souji grabbed Samura and Hijikata's hands.
"Come on, let's compete again with your left hand!"
"Well......"
"Oh! Come on Zuomura!"
