A knife can be strengthened 10,000 times

Think about your moves, think about sword intent, think about this world teacher is biased."

Long Yuanqing also laughed, but compared to Erika's little resentment, there was more regret in his smile.

"Sorry..., I will remember to correct it next time."

"How can a teacher and a disciple say sorry?"

Erika shook her head, then pouted her mouth, and after thinking for a while like a child, she said, "Does the teacher want to ask about the American people?"

The middle-aged man did not answer.

The girl thought for a while and said, "I don't want to go to America."

"Some things don't happen if you don't want them to."

"So, I'm going to change it!"

""

Looking at the silent middle-aged man, the girl smiled more and more happily: "Just change it before it happens, it will be fine."

"What if it doesn't change?"

"can't change"

The girl who smiled happily tilted her head: "If you can't change it, then destroy it.

And if you can't destroy it, then destroy yourself.

The teacher said that the sword is straight.

Should not be bent by anything.

I have always kept this sentence in my heart.”

""

To her words, Long Yuanqing didn't know how to answer.

The last thousand words were just a sigh.

"Keiko, do what you want."

"Will the teacher support me?"

"Won't."

Hearing this answer suddenly, Erika's face did not change at all, neither "how can the master not support the apprentice"

Surprised, there is no "doesn't even the teacher support me?"

of loss.

He just looked at him with a smile, looked at the middle-aged man shaking his head, and said a word: "But I won't be your hindrance."

After getting this answer, Erika smiled even more happily.

"The teacher still hurts me."

As she spoke, she picked up the bowl of matcha that was already cold, and drank it down in one gulp without caring about the bitterness in it.

Wiping the corners of his mouth with a silk handkerchief embroidered with cherry blossoms, he stood up and gave a slight salute to the middle-aged man: "Then, teacher, this disciple will take his leave."

"Where to"

"Back to the place guided by fate" Is that place far away?"

""

, the girl thought for a while, then shook her head: "Not far away.

Hee hee, that person is a bit indifferent, but teacher, please believe that I'm fine."

""

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay.

Then I won't send you off."

"No need, teacher.

Please take care of yourself, goodbye."

"Um."

Watching the girl leave with incomparably brisk steps, the middle-aged man frowned first, then relaxed again.

At some point, a maid wearing a black embroidered patterned cheongsam appeared next to the middle-aged man, "Master Ao, are you just letting Miss Erika leave like this?"

"if not"

The middle-aged man sighed.

"Sigh, don't let her leave, just watch the people in the capital flow like rivers of blood?"

"But Tokugawa-sama's side"

"He has given up his daughter.

The Tokugawa family doesn't need a daughter with her own ideas to add countless variables to their plans.

Without Tokugawa Erika, there will be another Tokugawa Keiko.

But without the American ally, there will be no next Tokugawa family."

"But let him leave like this, what should we do if the emperor holds us accountable?"

"Accountability"

Hearing the maid's words, the middle-aged man smiled, sat down again, and picked up a piece of watermelon.

"The apprentice wants to travel far away, so it's fine if the master can't see her off, maybe he still wants me to cut off her leg? If they really want to see this result, then let me bow my head first.

I also want to see, facing us remnants of the old era, whether their new world has... a ship that can carry us.

Ah"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took a bite of the watermelon, chewed it for a while, and casually threw the piece of watermelon on the plate.

"Keiko is right, this watermelon forcefully twisted from my hometown is really not sweet."

Tokyo, Ginza.

The door of Longyin Hall of the Michelin three-star hotel was opened.

Tokugawa Kazuko stepped in amidst the respectful attitude of chefs and waiters standing in two rows.

"welcome."

Next to the kitchen operating area that was serialized together with the lobby, a bald man wearing a wave headband and a Chinese smiled and nodded to Kazuko Tokugawa.

"Miss Hezi, welcome to the Hall of Dragons."

Tokugawa Kazuko, who was dressed in a black slim dress and wore a wide hat, did not speak, but sat directly opposite the chef, took the hot towel from the waiter and wiped his hands, looked left and right, Said: "Where is your master, Mr. Wulang?"

"Master has gone to Hokkaido."

Hearing this, Tokugawa Kazuko frowned.

"When are you coming back"

"A return date is undecided.

Miss Kazuko, what do you want to eat? Today's fugu is very good.

"Hearing Bald Goro's words, Tokugawa Kazuko glanced at him and nodded: "Then blowfish."

"Yes."

The bald head nodded to the student next to him, and the student quickly brought over a puffer fish that was placed on a wooden board and appeared swollen due to anger.

The bald head picked up a long and slender kitchen knife, skillfully cut through the nerves on the back of the puffer fish, and then began to process this piece of puffer fish in a chic and natural manner. A delicacy that people flock to.

After a while, a plate of fish was brought to Tokugawa Kazuko by himself.

Tokugawa Kazuko was speechless, picked up a piece of puffer fish with chopsticks, dipped it in soy sauce, and put it in his mouth gracefully.

Chew: for a moment, swallow.

The food that can kill people in an instant did not bring any fear to Tokugawa Kazuko. He drank tea calmly, cleared his mouth, nodded calmly, and left a compliment: "The taste is comparable to that of your master. gone."

"Thank you so much for the compliment."

"Um."

Tokugawa Kazuko wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up: "She is in Hakodate."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

"see you next time."

A bald-headed greeting came from behind.

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328. A Bowl of Ramen ([-] in [-] please subscribe!!)

Hakodate.

It is one of the earliest ports that appeared in ancient China.

Erika changed her previous kimono outfit, and replaced it with a pretty sportswear, carrying a very sporty schoolbag, just like a tourist on an outing in this hot summer.

At this moment, she was walking on the hot streets of Hakodate in the afternoon.

You know, the weather today is hot in July, and according to the Celestial Dynasty, it has already fallen into ambush, and the sun at noon at this time is so poisonous that it can make people suffer from heatstroke.

The strong ultraviolet rays can even easily penetrate the sun-resistant sports jacket on her body, directly causing burns to the girl's delicate skin.

This is not a good time to play.

Not to mention that the climate at the seaside is more extreme when the sun is directly shining, and even the blowing air is hot, as if walking in a flaming mountain.

But this kind of heat didn't have any effect on the girl.

Even under the sun hat, she still has the mood to hum a happy song under the scorching sun.

"I came to Hakodate from afar."

"Across the raging waves.

""Just for a beautiful girl."

"Stay with the girl."

"Oh beautiful Hakodate girl, if I leave quietly"

"Please don't be sad" The trees in Matsukaze Town are rustling."

"That's the place I miss. An old Japanese folk song "Hakodate Girl" was hummed softly by her, and some singing voices were mixed with it, which was very pleasant.

At this time, she happened to pass by a ramen restaurant. Although the ramen in Hakodate is not as famous as Hakata, under the hot weather, a bowl of steaming ramen with noodles and soup appeared in the belly. It feels quite comfortable to be blown by the fan.

Therefore, the girl walked in with brisk steps.

"Welcome, you are really a lovely guest.

Please sit down."

Standing in front of the chopping board, the boss with gray hair smiled and pointed at the table in front of him, and said slowly.

"thanks."

Erika nodded, and after sitting on the single seat in front of the boss, a woman who was also in her 50s and [-]s and wearing an apron came over respectfully, and handed over a cold wet towel with a clip.

"Please use."

"thanks."

Erika thanked her again, and when she looked at the menu above the boss's head, the smiling boss reminded: "It's the first time for this customer."

"Yes, it is."

“Why don’t you try my house’s signature black garlic soy sauce tonkotsu char siu ramen.

Best to eat in this weather."

"The smell of black garlic will be very strong, maybe it will cause trouble to people."