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

But he didn't show it on his face, he just smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry, sir, I bumped into you by accident."

Zuo Cun took a couple of breaths. The feeling he had just experienced made him feel as if he were facing something like ghosts or gods.

—Is it an illusion?

However, since Ryoma had already apologized, he had to apologize too: "Ah, I'm the one who should be apologizing..."

His eyes, however, unconsciously swept towards Miss A-Long behind Ryoma.

Intuition and his recent feeling told Zuo Cun that this woman... had a serious problem.

However, Samura did not act rashly. After apologizing to Ryoma, he returned to his room.

This was the first meeting between the eagle and the dragon, and it was full of drama.

Zuocun held the katana and pheasant feathers in his arms and looked at the moonlight outside the window.

But what was on his mind was what had just happened.

There was something very wrong with that couple.

Forget it, what does this have to do with me?

I am just an ordinary samurai, and I came to Nagoya only to seek a sword.

After pulling the covers over himself, Zuo Cun fell into a deep sleep.

above the sky.

Miss Ah Long revealed her true form under the cover of night.

On the back of the real body stands Sakamoto Ryoma.

"Ryoma, have you noticed anything?" Miss Ryoma asked in a low voice.

Ryoma looked at the sleeping Samura and fell silent.

Even though it was only for a moment, Ryoma sensed something was amiss in what had just happened.

This man revealed an incredibly sharp aura when facing Miss Alon, who could be described as a god.

This is even without a knife in his hand.

"I just felt this person was a bit strange," Ryoma said casually with a smile.

But in my heart, I was hoping to make some friends with them.

He wanted to do something, to do something for Japan.

But being alone won't get you anywhere.

Miss A-Long may be very strong, but Ryoma seems more inclined to rely on human power to achieve his ideal of change.

Well, let's see what this person does tomorrow.

"Miss Ah Long, let's go back."

"Oh!"

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I'd like to take a day off...

I have a lot of business to deal with these past few days, and I'm still negotiating with the sub-landlord. Sorry about that.

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Chapter 294 Miss Alon's Fury

There are no breakfast shops inside Nagoya Castle.

Or rather, it's now difficult to find a breakfast shop in all of Japan.

People in this country are used to eating breakfast at home, but nomadic samurai like Zuocun, who have no fixed abode, naturally have nowhere to eat breakfast.

Early in the morning, just as dawn was breaking, Zuo Cun got out of bed.

When he woke up, he was still holding two knives in his arms.

After putting on Wu-style clothing, Zuo Cun pushed open the door and went out.

"Southwest of Nagoya... residence." Samura narrowed his eyes, looking southwest. "Mizushinko."

When they set off from Mibu Village, Serizawa Kamo had told Samura that the third generation Mizushinko Masahide was an eccentric, and asking him to forge a sword would probably come at a high price.

Let me see what that so-called price is.

No sooner had Zuocun left the hotel than two figures followed him out.

"Ryoma, are we going to eat him?!" Miss Ryoma was eager to try.

"No, no, this is not edible." Ryoma smiled through his cold sweat, trying to calm the curious Miss Ryoma.

Ryoma's smiling eyes gazed at the end of the street where Zuocun had disappeared, a light of contemplation swirling within them.

This somewhat thin ronin always gave him a very special feeling.

Ryoma and Miss A-Long followed them furtively.

As Zuocun walked along, a peculiar feeling arose within him.

I think I'm being followed.

However, Zuocun, who was extremely sensitive to malice, did not sense any danger.

After standing still for two seconds to think, Zuo Cun quickened his pace.

Ryoma frowned.

Discovered?

So... should we follow them?

Before Ryoma could continue thinking, he heard Miss Ryoma yell out.

"Watch out! Ryoma!" Miss Ryoma's eyes sharpened as she instantly rose from the ground, her hands forming claws to block the blade that was slashing down from Samura.

As for Zuo Cun, since he's following me, he should be prepared to be killed.

Miss A-Long was very strong. With the help of Miss A-Long, Zuo Cun jumped away and stood on a wall.

He never intended to kill with one blow, and the man also had a knife at his waist.

However, it was still somewhat unexpected that a woman blocked him.

"You are... from the inn yesterday?" Zuocun stood on the wall, frowning as he looked down at Ryoma and Miss A-Long.

Miss A-Long's fingernails grew longer, and she looked at Zuo Cun with a fierce gaze.

This man is dangerous; his target just now... was Ryoma.

so......

Kill them!

Ryoma looked at Zuocun with a somewhat serious expression.

When did you arrive?

Grabbing the agitated Ms. A-Long, Sakamoto Ryoma smiled and said, "Hello, sir, could you please put down the knife? We mean no harm."

"I just wanted to say hello."

“There’s no need to follow someone just to say hello.” Zuo Cun’s attention was not on Ryoma, but on the increasingly irritable Miss Ryoma.

"Trying to hurt Ryoma—unforgivable!!!" Even though Ryoma was holding her back, it was no use.

Zuo Cun's pupils contracted.

With a leap to the side, Zuo Cun landed on another wall, where the spot where he had been standing was now pierced by black hair.

Looking around, Zuo Cun seemed a little nervous.

This is a residential area; you can't fight here.

Although Zuo Cun could kill bandits without any qualms, it did not mean that he could disregard the lives of ordinary people.

Through his long-term interactions with people, Zuocun has gained some bonds and understanding, especially during his time at the Luslan Medical Clinic near Kyoto.

He looked at the nervous Ryoma and the strange Miss Arlong, and made a decision.

He maneuvered and retreated towards the outskirts of the city.

Under no circumstances should a fight break out in this residential area.

That woman was strange, and that man was no pushover either. Zuo Cun considered himself strong, but it was absolutely impossible for him to easily resolve two troublesome situations.

Miss A-Long, like a black lightning bolt, chased after Zuo-Cun.

"Oh dear, this is troublesome." Ryoma scratched his head impatiently and hurriedly chased after them, but his speed was no match for that of Sakura, who was leaping on the rooftops, and Miss Ryoma, who was flying.

"Hey, Miss Ah Long, wait for me!"

......

Samura jumped up from a house, grabbed a brick from the Nagoya Castle wall, and glanced back.

The woman was faster than him, but it seemed she was deliberately suppressing her speed, and there were only two brief encounters during the chase.

boom!!!

Miss Ah Long punched the city wall, sending up a cloud of dust.

Zuo Cun had already left that place. Miss A Long looked up and saw that Zuo Cun had climbed over the city wall.

"Damn it, don't run! Damn it... Ryoma!" Miss Ryoma was now angry and panicked.

She lost the dragon horse.

He turned his head and glanced behind him twice.

Miss Ah Long finally lost her mind.

"That despicable bastard! Not only did he try to hurt Ryoma, but he also made me lose Ryoma!!!"

Her roar was somewhat hysterical, and her eyes were bloodshot.