Hearing the name Samura, a small group of people gathered around, leaving only the other natural Rishin-ryu samurai watching the competition between Serizawa Kamuo and Kondo Isamu.
Serizawa Kamo's slashes are powerful and heavy. Although Kondo Isamu's strength is already considered the best among the natural Rishin-ryu, Serizawa Kamo is really unstoppable when faced with the superior strength of Shinto Muken-ryu.
Therefore, Isamu Kondo made good use of the advantages of Natural Rishin-ryu, exploiting his strengths and avoiding weaknesses, and used speed to harass Serizawa Duck.
Serizawa Kamo has been looking for the pattern of Kondo Isamu's actions. He is a bit bulky, but he is stronger than Kondo Isamu. If this battle drags on to the end, he will definitely win.
But except for Niimi Nishiki and Nagakura Shinpachi, there was no one he knew here.
Therefore, it is necessary for him to save some face for Kondo Isamu. After all, everyone will work together in the future. A stalemate in the relationship is not good for anyone, and it is still in the early stages.
"Hey Kondo, let's decide the outcome with one move!" He made suggestions that were beneficial to both parties.
"...I wish for it!" Kondo Isamu lowered his body and placed his left hand on the ground. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Serizawa Duck who was like Fudo Myooh.
"Let's experience it a little bit - the unique skill of Natural Rishin-ryu!"
The right hand holds the katana by the ear. This is the strongest swordsmanship of natural Rishin-ryu.
Using extremely fast thrusts, the strong can even transcend the limitations of space.
This is--
"Ignorance thrust——!"
"You're so powerful, Kondo, why don't you show me what you're capable of!"
Serizawa stood upright, holding the knife above his head.
Exhaling a breath, his muscles suddenly bulged.
The sure-kill move of Shinto Muken-ryu——
"Five sittings of reincarnation——!"
Ping——
Centered on the place where the two men were fighting with each other, a puff of smoke and dust rose up throughout the courtyard of Imyo Temple.
Everyone who was discussing Zuocun also focused on the competition again.
"There's going to be a winner." Inoue said directly.
Along with the coughs of the warriors, smoke and dust fell.
Serizawa Kamo and Kondo Isamu both knelt on the ground with one foot, and dropped their knives to the side.
This competition was evenly matched.
"...Thank you." Isamu Kondo thanked him in a low voice.
"...You are very strong." Serizawa Kamo couldn't help but admire.
"So, who has the right to command?" Niimi Nishiki stood next to Serizawa, a little confused.
"As for the command...let's give it to Kondo first." Serizawa Kamo said proactively.
He could see that the samurai present would rather see Kondo bravely take command. If he insists on competing for this command, it is not impossible to get it, but it will definitely cause cracks in the team before it is born.
This is not what he wants to see.
Kondo cast a grateful look at Serizawa Kamo.
The two men shook hands with a smile, picked up their respective swords, and sheathed them.
At this time, a little head appeared at the door of Rensheng Temple.
"Ah, Soina is here." Serizawa Kamo noticed the little girl wearing a blue-gray Wu uniform and waved to her, "Come here, these are familiar people."
Ezuna nodded cautiously and walked into Mibuji Temple.
Nagakura Shinpachi asked with a smile: "Brother Serizawa, this is not your child."
Serizawa smiled and shook his head: "It's a friend's child, and he asked me to take care of him for two days."
Xin Jianjin said something at this time.
"He's a child from Zuocun."
...
"ha!????????"
After a short period of silence, what often breaks out are the most intense emotions.
Ms. Okita fainted directly, and even though she lost consciousness, she was still mumbling: "This is impossible... This is impossible... This is impossible... Mr. Samura, I have a daughter...this is impossible..."
"Zuo Zuo Zuo Zuo Zuo, Zuo Cun's daughter?" Kondo Isamu's eyes almost fell out of his sockets, and he looked at Souna in disbelief.
"...I must have had auditory hallucinations because I didn't sleep last night." Toshizo Hijikata touched his head and smiled handsomely.
Saitoichi walked around Souna: "Samura really did something big without telling us!"
Shannan Jingshu adjusted his glasses and broke into a cold sweat: "No, this is impossible. Even if Zuocun has a daughter, it is impossible for her to be this old."
"Huh? Do you know Zuo Cun?" Serizawa Ya was a little surprised.
"It's like this..." Shinmi Nishiki explained to Serizawa.
"Oh, that's it, then you have misunderstood." After understanding the whole story, Serizawa laughed twice, "The child Souna is indeed Zuomura's child, but he adopted Zuomura and is his." You have misunderstood what a friend entrusted to him before he died."
"I mean, it scared me to death..." Kondo Isamu patted his little heart that almost jumped out of his chest.
I already lost in swordsmanship, so it would be really sad if I lost in life too.
...Though it's not bad now.
Everyone else also breathed a sigh of relief.
Only Miss Okita is still fainting.
Saito shook Miss Okita's shoulder: "Wake up, don't sleep Miss Okita, this child is just the adopted daughter of that guy Zuomura."
He sat up in shock while dying of illness.
Miss Okita is resurrected.
"Really!?"
If she hadn't just passed out, she would have wanted to ask Serizawa where Samura went, and then use Shuchi to chase him.
"That guy Zuomura has to go out to do some errands, so he asked me to take care of this child for a few days." Serizawa Kamo repeated with a smile.
"Um... I am Koike Souna, please give me some advice." Koike Souna's face turned red, and she pinched Wu Fu's sleeves with both hands.
"Koike..." Okita Souji just thought that Souna was the daughter of Mr. Sakamoto and Miss Aaron, but now it seems that she shouldn't be.
As the only girl among the crowd, Okita Souji walked up to Souna and gently touched her hair.
Ezina is generally a bit shy of strangers, but she feels that this cherry-haired elder sister is very kind.
"How old is Miss Koike this year?" Souji asked gently.
"Twelve years old......"
"Are you twelve years old?" Miss Okita was completely relieved.
Zuo Cun hadn't met her twelve years ago, so this couldn't be Zuo Cun's daughter.
"Samura and I are very good friends. Has Mr. Samura stayed here recently?" Souji Okita continued to ask.
"He just left last night." Serizawa Kama gently touched Souna's head, "Have you had breakfast, Souna?"
"Mr. Samura made rice balls last night." Souna smiled at Serizawa Kamo.
Okita Souji looked at Koike Souna, and he didn't know why he felt itchy.
"Sister, what's your name?" Koike Souna looked at Okita Souji.
This cherry-colored hair reminded her of a certain description from Zuo Cun.
"Huh? Me? My name is Okita, Souji, and Sumina, please take care of me." After touching Sumina's hair again, Okita chuckled twice.
Ezuna's hair feels pleasant to the touch.
When Enana heard the name, her pupils suddenly narrowed.
