In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Kondo Shusuke advised him to find a good teacher, but Samura had no clue what to do.

Think about the famous schools of martial arts in the world today, such as Shinto Munen-ryu and Hokushin Itto-ryu, they are either extremely far away or no longer accepting disciples.

However, as he repeatedly recalled that stab, a wild idea appeared in the mind of Zuocun Anno.

Zuocun frowned as he held the knife horizontally in front of him.

With a slight twist of his foot, Zuocun jumped up from the spot.

call out--

The blade rose, and Zuocun was swept from a height to the ground.

Tsk.

His brows were furrowed.

I can't recreate the feeling of that day no matter what I do.

If it's only this level, how...?

To create your own school of thought.

"Again!" Zuo Cun gritted his teeth and jumped up again.

He made this dilapidated little shrine his temporary home. When he was thirsty, he would eat some snow, and when he was hungry, he would catch fish in the river. He could also find some wild vegetables along the unfrozen river.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Zuocun's swordsmanship has no foundation; he simply swings his sword based on intuition.

However, precisely because of this, when Zuocun, who was born with a swordsmanship, created his own swordsmanship, he did not have so much difficulty.

These days, in his spare time, the young samurai would also ponder what name he would give if he were to create his own swordsmanship style.

After much thought, when a small, snow-white bird landed on top of the shrine, Zuocun smiled and named his swordsmanship.

Hundred Birds Flow.

Firstly, it was inspired by Samura's own love of birds, and secondly, Samura always jumps up when using his sword, as if he were a flying bird.

Samura himself defines the Hundred Birds Style as a downward slashing attack.

Zuocun is agile and has great jumping ability; when he jumps with all his might, he can even jump three meters high.

outrageous.

"Ugh—Aaaaaaah!!!"

click -

squeak-

Zuocun held the knife in both hands, panting heavily, maintaining the posture of swinging the knife down.

He chopped down a tree as thick as an adult's waist with a single stroke.

"It's done! It's a success!" Zuo Cun exclaimed excitedly.

But there was no time to make him happy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

A scream rang out.

"W-What's going on? The tree is about to fall on me!!"

"Help me—"

Zuo Cun's pupils contracted.

Jump from the spot and aim for the direction the tree will fall.

"The first strike of the Hundred Birds Stream—"

Clang—!

The tree, which had already been felled, was cut in two again. Zuocun Anuo stepped onto the crown section in mid-air and then pushed off with both feet.

Half of the tree flew to the other side, while Zuo Cun crashed to the ground due to the reaction force.

"Ugh!!!" A scream came from Zuo Cun's mouth.

Beneath the thick snow... lies a sharp rock.

And now, this stone is stuck in Zuocun's backside...

Zuo Cun quickly got up, tears welling in his eyes, and pulled the sharp stone off his left buttock.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" He hissed as Zuo Cun rubbed his wound.

Oh dear, it seems like there's bleeding...

What should I do? I don't seem to have any solutions...

"Um, are you alright?" A young male voice came from the side.

Zuocun covered his buttocks and turned his head to look.

Is he... a blond, blue-eyed foreigner?

"You seem to be injured, let me take a look." The blond, blue-eyed foreigner spoke fluent Japanese and looked at Anno Sakura with concern. "I'm a doctor, I can help you."

“Um…” Zuo Cun blushed.

This... the wound is in such an embarrassing place...

"Please don't be shy. Let me examine the wound first. Although the weather is cold, the wound could still become infected if it's not treated quickly." The foreign doctor looked at Zuo Cun with clear eyes and a serious expression. "Please believe me, this is also my way of thanking you for saving my life."

"Oh? Well, okay then."

............

Zuocun Anuo had bandages wrapped around his buttocks and was lying on the wooden floor of the shrine in an extremely undignified position with his buttocks sticking out.

"Um, thank you..." Zuo Cun sighed and stood up.

"No need to thank me." The foreign youth smiled. "Saving lives is a doctor's duty, and besides, you saved my life."

It was already dark when the two of them lit a small fire at the entrance to the shrine, while snow began to fall outside.

"In this heavy snow and wind, why are you, a foreigner, here? And you don't have any weapons on you." Zuo Cun gently rubbed his wound and looked at the foreign youth.

“I am a doctor, and I am just practicing medicine now.” The young man put his hands behind his back. “I did not come to Japan with the Black Ships, but I came to this country two years before the Black Ships arrived.”

"As for weapons, I still have some." The young man took something out of his backpack.

The black pipe connected to the wooden handle, and the dark opening made Zuo Cun break out in a sweat.

“...A musket.” He looked seriously at the object in the foreign youth’s hand.

"Ah, please don't be nervous. That thing is just for self-defense; we don't usually use it." Seeing that Zuo Cun had already put his hand on the knife hilt, the young man quickly put away his pistol as a gesture of goodwill.

"..." Zuocun silently lowered his hand from the hilt of the sword.

"Actually, the tree that felled towards you during the day was one that I cut down." Zuo Cun's expression was somewhat somber.

“I guessed it.” The foreign youth smiled. “Trees don’t fall for no reason. When I was treating your wound, I noticed the cut on the tree. It was incredibly smooth. You must have thought of a highly skilled swordsman.”

"No, I'm just a beginner." Zuo Cun said without any arrogance, his face expressionless.

"...My name is Zamura Anno, and I am a swordsman currently in training." Zamura extended his hand to the foreign youth. "We met in this way in the middle of nowhere. May I ask your name?"

The foreign youths were not surprised at all.

He smiled and said, "My name is Luslan Jefferson. Nice to meet you, as is customary in Japan."

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The 288th Treaty of Peace and Harmony

Zuocun has already gone to sleep.

He has little sense of vigilance, but is very sensitive to malice.

Luslan poked at the fire with a branch, watching Zuocun's sleeping face.

"I never expected to meet you like this..." His face stiffened for a moment, then showed a hint of amusement.

Shaking his head, Luslan took a small blanket from his backpack, covered his stomach, and fell asleep.

......

"So, Mr. Zuocun means..." Luslan, carrying a backpack, looked at Zuocun with a half-smile.

“With my legs like this, it’s hard for me to exert force. My swordsmanship requires the use of my legs, so since I can’t train, there’s no point in staying here.” Zuo Cun strapped all his luggage to his back and said to Luslan, “I’m leaving too. I don’t know where I’m going, so I might as well come with you.”

Luslan wasn't surprised at all and nodded: "No problem. My clinic is in Kyoto. Would you like to come with me?"

Zuo Cun pondered for a moment.

Kyoto, I think that's where the shogunate was located...

Is this the political center of the country...?

"Let's go together." Zuo Cun nodded expressionlessly.

“Then let’s go,” Ruslan said.

ga-

"Huh?" Zuocun heard the strange noise and turned his head to look.

A black bird perched atop the shrine, staring back at Zuocun with its scarlet eyes.

What's remarkable is that this bird has three legs.

Zuocun moved closer, trying to get a better look at the strange bird, but after blinking, he realized that there was no bird on the roof at all.

"strangeness......"

"Mr. Zuocun? Is there anything else?" Luslan turned around and called out.

"Ah, it's nothing." Zuo Cun realized what was happening and hurriedly caught up with Luslan.

“Well, let’s hurry up and get going. It’ll be nighttime before we reach the village on my route,” Ruslan said with a smile, glancing discreetly at the spot where the strange bird had just stopped.