After Zuomura chatted with Noctis for a long time, he turned back.
"The Wu uniform is more comfortable." Zuo Cun changed into his blue-grey Wu uniform, wrapped the two guns in a bag, and returned to Kyoto under the cover of night.
Wu Shi Ruishan heard the sound and raised his head.
"You're back." Wu Shi Ruishan looked at Zuocun's back, "It seems you got a lot of good things."
Zuo Cun smiled tiredly: "It's just two guns, do you need them?"
Takeshi Ruishan smiled and shook his head: "What I need is not a gun, but what you get besides the gun."
"I understand." Zuo Cun nodded, "Before dawn, I will tell you what I learned."
Samura told Takeshi Zuishan about many of the things he learned from Noctis, which were basically things outside of Japan.
"I'm going back first. Souna hasn't seen me for a while." Zuo Cun yawned.
He hasn't slept in almost a week.
"Go back and rest as soon as possible." Wu Shi Ruishan lowered his head again, "And... the gun, please use it with caution."
Zuo Cun has disappeared.
...
When the sun emerged, Zuo Cun finally rushed back to the hut in Rensheng Village.
Back in his room, Zuo Cun put the gun and three knives aside, lay on the ground, and fell asleep.
Ezuna heard the noise and glanced at Zuomura's room.
Found Zuo Cun lying on the tatami sleeping peacefully.
"Really, Mr. Samura, although it is summer now, you will catch a cold if you do this."
Ezuna brought a quilt and covered Zuocun.
Seeing the dark circles under Zuo Cun's eyes, Soina sighed slightly.
"Mr. Samura sometimes really doesn't know how to take care of himself."
Enchanna looked at Zuo Cun's sleeping face, smiled, walked out of the room, and closed the door gently.
"I want to give Mr. Samura a surprise, Souna!"
...
It's approaching evening.
Zuocun was woken up by a burst of fragrance.
Zuocun sat up and stretched his neck.
"This quilt..." Zuo Cun was a little surprised, "Is it Souna?"
Coming to the kitchen, Zuo Cun saw Souna who was busy.
"Is it fish?" Zuo Cun leaned against the door frame and looked at Souna's back.
Ezuna is already twelve years old, and just like Samura said, she was able to take care of herself a long time ago.
"Well, everyone at Mibuji Temple helped me catch a fish."
"Are they getting along well?" Zuo Cun was a little worried.
"Well, everyone is very nice, especially Miss Okita." Souna said with a smile, sincerely.
Samura touched Soina's head.
He went back to his room and opened the package.
Inside, two dark rifles lay quietly.
Zuo Cun gently stroked the gun body.
After picking up the gun and a box of bullets, Zuo Cun moved the table out.
After a while, Souna came over with a plate of fish.
"Mr. Samura, it's time to eat."
"Well, please sit down first." Zuo Cun looked at this gentle little girl...still not daring to look into her eyes.
"Mr. Samura, what is this?"
Soina looked at the rifle Samura was holding and asked doubtfully.
"This... is called a gun." Zuo Cun looked at him incomprehensibly, "It is the same as a knife... a weapon that can easily take away the lives of others."
"Huh?" Shi Nai was stunned.
Samura pulled Souna's hand over and placed the rifle in Souna's small hand.
"Mr. Samura, this, I..." Souna suddenly panicked.
Samura didn't say anything, just looked at Souna's face.
"Mr. Samura, are you...going to abandon me?" There were already tears in Souna's eyes.
Zuo Cun shook his head gently.
"Souna, I won't give up on you, I promise." Zuo Cun gently touched Souna's smooth hair, "...What I am doing is extremely dangerous. As a person beside me, People will also be implicated, and I’m sorry.”
"Mr. Zuomura, I didn't..."
Samura put Souna's finger on the gun.
"I want you to be able to protect yourself when I can't protect you."
Zuocun's eyes were pleading and hopeful.
"I'll teach you how to use it."
"......I see."
"Well, let's eat. Is the fish made by Chang Zina delicious?" Zuo Cun smiled and picked up the chopsticks.
"Mmm, it's delicious!"
...
"From today on, we are no longer a loose group of wild samurai." Isamu Kondo straightened his body and looked at the orderly samurai below.
These days, several people have been recruited one after another, all of them are patriots of the Samu sect who are active in various places.
Currently, including Kondo Isamu, there are forty-one samurai gathered in this Mibu Temple.
"Say our names!" Kondo Isamu's voice was loud.
"The Mibu Roshi Group!" The voices of the warriors gathered together with great momentum.
"What is our purpose!" Kondo Isamu's eyes widened.
"Save the country! Rule the country!" The warriors shouted in unison again.
"Very well, then, from now on... we are the Mibu Roshi Group!"
"Now that it has been established, we have only one goal!"
Isamu Kondo held out a finger.
"We want to be qualified to maintain law and order in Kyoto!"
"Most of us come from lower-class warriors. This is the best time for us to climb up, and it is also the best time for us to release our ideals of serving the country!"
"According to the information I have learned, there is a group of bandits to the southwest of us. Now, we have to make a gesture to let the big shots in the shogunate take a look."
"So--"
Kondo Isamu narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed to the southeast.
"Start with me!"
Forty-one members of the Mibu Roshi group set off in an orderly manner.
Zuocun squatted on the canopy of a tree not far away, watching through the gaps in the leaves as the Mibu Roshi group moved toward the southwest.
"All hands on deck... It seems that Kondo is very serious about his first battle..."
He had heard from Souna about Shimazaki changing his surname.
"But these are just fledgling samurai..." Zuomura sighed.
He felt that Kondo was a little too hasty.
Although the opponent was just a bandit, Zuo Cun could already predict...the tragedy this time.
Although the momentum is very strong, how can an unsheathed knife compare to a villain with his head stuck in his waistband?
In the end, it was not the few of them who were truly capable who could support this bandit suppression.
Shaking his head, Zuo Cun never thought about it and would not follow him.
Not to mention the different positions, this team itself also needs a little blood lesson...and blood temper.
"I hope... you can survive a few more people." Zuo Cun jumped down from the tree and sighed.
He was going to cook for Souna.
Although Souna can cook herself, Samura still likes to cook for Souna.
The Mibu Roshi group, who was worried by Zuo Murun, rushed towards the bloody ending without hesitation.
