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Her tone when speaking to Uesugi Kiyoshi was soft and gentle, showing none of the murderous intent she had just displayed.

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded silently and turned to look at Miyagawa Isamu.

For some reason, Miyagawa Yuya, who was covered in sweat and looked haggard, also looked at him.

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"I'll remember that name, Uesugi Kiyoshi."

Looking around, the Shinsengumi swordsmen were being overwhelmed by Rashomon, his beloved disciple had lost an arm, he himself was injured, and his spirit was still restless.

By all accounts, he has completely lost.

"You won."

"The Shinsengumi will no longer concern themselves with this matter. No matter where you are in the future, Mibu Wolf will definitely avoid you and will not show his face to you."

"Matsuhara died at your hands, and he deserved to die. You have the power, so I have nothing to say."

"The Shinsengumi have given up."

"Of course, if you want to kill them all, I will risk my life to accompany you. But my swordsmen have not committed any crime that warrants death. I hope you will spare their lives."

Uesugi Kiyoshi stroked the wakizashi he had won, snorted, and was about to speak when he heard a familiar male voice.

"Hey, Uesugi, whatever that second-rate swordsman is like, come over here and take a look."

"It seems there's something wrong with your apricot."

"And this girl named Kikyo."

"The person should have been rescued."

Narumi Shingo remained in a corner of the room, protecting Kyoko and watching the battle unfold.

Even if everyone thinks that Miyagawa Isamu and Uesugi Kiyoshi are evenly matched, and even if those Mibu wolves think that Miyagawa Isamu will defeat this arrogant brat in an instant.

However, Narumi Shingo firmly believed that Uesugi Kiyoshi could not possibly lose.

Who do you think that is?

How could the Lord of a Hundred Ghosts, who could conquer mountains and seas with his sword, be defeated by a heroic soul created by a mortal?

Throughout history, countless people have tried to defeat him.

But no "person" can do it.

Narumi Shingo realized that Kyoko's hard work seemed to be paying off, and without paying attention to the battle situation, he loudly reminded Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression changed, and his mind was no longer on this matter.

Kikyo Shiina was just a mortal and not his follower; otherwise, he would have had the means to bring the dead back to life. But just now, he was indeed powerless.

But

The person has been rescued.

What means?

Chapter 342 I'll Just Kill You

Narumi Shingo was not one to speak carelessly, and of course he wouldn't joke around at this time.

To be honest, Uesugi Kiyoshi was unusually irritable tonight.

He has never been the type to draw his sword and attack without knowing the facts.

His bad mood tonight is probably 80% due to the death of Shiina Kikyo.

People still have degrees of closeness and distance. No matter how many innocent people died here, none of them made him feel as bad as Shiina Kikyo dying in his arms.

Therefore, although he speaks in high-sounding words, his current actions are undeniably driven by a desire to vent his anger, a fact he doesn't deny in his heart.

He is not a saint; he only needs four words: to have a clear conscience.

Even if he was reckless tonight, he didn't cross the line in his heart, so he didn't regret it.

Upon being called out by Narumi Shingo, Uesugi Kiyoshi turned his gaze in that direction, his expression somewhat grave, seemingly ignoring Miyagawa Isamu's words.

But he didn't go over immediately; one should always finish what one starts.

Before the Shinsengumi's leader could speak, it was Ryunosuke Akutagawa who came over first.

"Hey Uesugi, are you calmed down by now?"

"Well, how should I put it, I wouldn't really care if you killed Miyagawa Yu."

"The New Senkaku is, in the end, just a dog under those political parties. I'm not trying to belittle them, but the Collectors Association is seen in a similar light by the bigwigs in this country."

"But one is a stray dog, and the other is a domestic dog."

"Miyagawa Isamu was not born into a powerful family. He was lucky to be connected with the spirit of Kondo Isamu. He also had good swordsmanship talent, a good teacher to teach him, and the help of benefactors, so he became a force to be reckoned with."

"But if he dies at your hands, it won't be a big problem."

"There's no need for me to beat around the bush with you. One is Miyagawa Isamu of the Shinsengumi, and the other is you, with the Hououin family standing behind you. Those politicians will absolutely not avenge Miyagawa Isamu."

"A top tycoon is far more important than a dog."

"Even if he is an obedient dog who has done a lot of dirty work for the cabinet leaders, it won't earn him any recognition. Those big shots are much more cold-blooded and ruthless than I am."

"However, it would be a bit excessive to slaughter the Shinsengumi."

"If you say that you killed Miyagawa Yu, you can attribute it to your master and his personal grudge, and use the duel of swordsmen to absolve yourself."

"If you wipe out the entire Shinsengumi, that would be 'disrespect for the state,' an absurd act that would lead to a complete breakdown in relations. The entire police force would go crazy, and even Kudo wouldn't be able to suppress it."

"This is a matter of nature and also a matter of principle—don't blame me for being long-winded, think it through before you make a decision."

With the outcome decided, Uesugi Kiyoya was freed from "battle mode".

Perhaps the fight had released his anger, and coupled with the good news that "the person was rescued," his mood improved, and he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Do I look that much like a serial killer to you?"

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"Not really."

"Your actions tonight have impressed me—don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Move aside, I need to have a word with Chief of Staff Miyagawa."

Uesugi Kiyoshi patted Akutagawa Ryunosuke on the shoulder and strolled towards Miyagawa Isamu.

With the Shinsengumi's leader declaring defeat, his Mibu Wolves naturally had no will to fight.

The fighting stopped.

The devastation left behind after the battle was even more shocking.

This room was originally a place for religious ceremonies, and after that monk was crippled by Uesugi Kiyoshi, they all basically died.

The cheapness and fragility of human life leave one feeling utterly helpless.

Uesugi Kiyoshi strode forward, while Higashimaki Maki clutched her lower abdomen in pain, but still followed closely behind. They held hands tightly in the boat, their eyes showing no kindness as they looked at the master and disciple opposite them.

Seeing that Uesugi Kiyoshi had come with ill intentions, Okita Sakura, despite having lost an arm, wanted to stand in front of her master, but was pushed aside by Miyagawa Isamu, who pressed down on her shoulder.

Face to face, the armored boy in a haori looked at the disheveled, wounded middle-aged man, his eyes flickering, lost in thought.

After a long silence, Uesugi Kiyoshi sighed and shook his head.

"Even if you lost, even if the Shinsengumi were beaten like this, your eyes still didn't change—you showed no remorse whatsoever, and you thought you did the right thing."

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"If you're in a position of authority, you should fulfill your responsibilities. I remember you have a police rank. Seeing these people die like this, don't you feel any remorse at all?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned, speaking with the scrutinizing attitude and tone of a victor.

Miyagawa Yu chuckled softly, glanced around, then looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi's face, which still had a touch of childishness but was resolute. His laughter turned into a cough.

After the violent coughing subsided, he raised his eyelids and looked on with emotion.

“When I was your age, I thought the same way you do now.”

"Having mastered swordsmanship, I am confident in my martial prowess. I believe that punishing evil and promoting good, upholding justice, is our lifelong aspiration. I hope that this sword can be wielded in a meaningful way."

"You ask me if my teacher taught me the swordsman's code when he taught me swordsmanship? Of course he did, and I learned it quite well."

"When I first became famous, it was in Tokyo. Among all the swordsmen in the entire city of Tokyo, only your master could rival me."

"But what does it matter?"

Miyagawa Yu gave a bitter laugh, as if recalling some painful memory, and even the muscles in his face twitched involuntarily.

"You should know that there are shortcuts to transcendence."

"Just like the monk you fell into your trap, the faith and soul of ordinary people are of great benefit to the enhancement of the strength of the extraordinary."

"This kind of behavior, which is even more outrageous than human research, is explicitly prohibited by almost all those in power in this country, whether they are superhuman or ordinary people. Once discovered, they will be killed without mercy."

"Can"

Is that really the case?

"Who hasn't conducted human experiments? Is your Collectors' Association clean? Haven't you conducted research on the ghosts and spirits you've taken in?"

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was watching a play, could not tolerate these words.

"Hey, don't make baseless accusations. Our Collectors Association has never used innocent mortals for supernatural research—you have to be responsible for your words, understand?"

Miyagawa Isamu glanced at Akutagawa Ryunosuke with disdain.

"Heh. What, aren't those ritual practitioners considered human?"

"How many of the ritual practitioners you've taken in have met a good end?"

Ryunosuke Akutagawa pursed his lips and looked at Kiyoshi Uesugi. He couldn't refute this point, because it was almost impossible to save a Ritualist. The Collectors Association wasn't so idealistic as to save a potential enemy. Their treatment of Ritualist prisoners was indeed not very friendly.

Uesugi Kiyoshi gave a cold laugh and shook his head dismissively.

"You call me naive? Well, I don't think you're any better—an enemy, of course, not a person. Do you think I'm some kind of saintly figure worshipped somewhere? Compassionate to all things in the world?"

Miyagawa Isamu gave Uesugi Kiyoshi a deep look, without arguing, and continued, "Whatever, Uesugi Kiyoshi, didn't you want to know why I tolerated Matsubara Tadari?"