Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

Chapter 569 [Chapter Guizhang Saito ENDING] 1

As night fell, in a somewhat remote alley, in front of a small izakaya, there was an apology wooden sign saying "The main house has something to do today and is temporarily closed".However, looking in from the window, the room is brightly lit and the atmosphere is very lively.

There were a dozen men sitting in the izakaya - all looked to be at least 30 years old, there were even a few who looked like they had limited legs and one had only one arm, but other than that, they all looked happy, Hahaha laughing boldly, joking with each other, and toasting each other, it's almost like a reunion or fellowship where old friends reunite after many years.

At this time, from the entrance of the alleyway, a man in black came in.

He seems to have a face so young that his actual age cannot be seen. His blue-black half-length hair covers his right eye, and only the blue left eye is exposed. His eyes are deep and sharp; when he walks The figure is tall and straight, as if carrying a cold and sharp aura that is hard to describe in words, and the whole person is like a sword with a cold light.

He walked in a hurry, and his destination was very clear—it was the izakaya that said "Closed due to business today" at the door.

He stopped at the door of the izakaya, paused for a while, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and pushed open the door.

The sound of the door stopped the excitement in the room for a moment, and everyone turned their heads to stare at the door.When the visitor was clearly seen, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became ten times more lively.

"Oh! Is it Saito!"

"Come here, come here, have a drink with us!"

"Hey Yamaguchi-kun! How are you doing?"

"Did you carry me back when I was drunk last time? Thanks—"

In short, several different names are flying all over the sky - this is also a common feature of all the gentlemen present.

Due to various reasons, the name is constantly being changed, and people who met in different periods of use of the name are still used to calling the name they are familiar with, so there are only a dozen people in this izakaya, and the room is full of flying around. There are forty or fifty names.

The young man in black didn't think he was disobedient. He looked around the room, walked to an empty chair, pulled it out and sat down.

The shopkeeper, who was still busy before, quickly put down a flagon, a plate of grilled fish, a plate of fried tofu and a bowl of rice on the table in front of him.

The young man in black froze for a moment, then thanked the shopkeeper and said, "It happened that I hadn't had dinner yet, so it was a great help. Thank you, Mr. Song...Tian."

He stumbled to pronounce the owner's name.The shopkeeper was not angry either, he walked out from behind the counter with a laugh, pulled the empty chair beside him and sat down.

"Aren't you used to my new name? Hahaha." He laughed boldly, his chubby face looked very kind—but the next moment there was a sly look in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand After groping in his arms for a while, he actually found out a piece of paper that had been folded several times, and spread it out on the table in front of him.

The youth in black:?

Then the shopkeeper, who had just changed his name to "Matsuda," turned to him with a smile.

"Uh... Fujita-kun? Let's call you that." He said casually in a nonchalant tone, then picked up the piece of paper, and moved it to the side where the light of the oil lamp just enveloped the one on the table. corner.

"I have nothing to do, so I did a big thing~" he said narrowly, "you...uh, in your organization, a group of people were taken away by Kokotaro Ito, right? One of them Hashimoto? Ah, that's right, the guy with the surname Hashimoto has survived to this day."

Fujita Goro: "..."

He silently took a chopstick to fry tofu.

Matsuda also laughed and said: "... A while ago, he came to drink with me by chance. At first, it seemed that except for his legs and feet, other parts of his body were still in good use... But that guy is really Stupid. When he was drunk, he started to talk about everything. Only then did I know that he had stayed in the Imperial Tomb Guards before—I don’t know how he survived to this day because of such a problem. Probably no one dared to Let him get in touch with some important event and prevent him from talking nonsense, right?"

Fujita Goro: "..."

He continued to drink in silence.

Matsuda stared at him with a smile.

Then, when he was unprepared, he threw a big bomb at his head.

"That Hashimoto, he said something terrible when he was drunk."

"He began to recall those things in the past, talking about everything... For example, that Saitoichi looked speechless and indifferent, but he hid a lover named 'Xiaomei' outside! And he still promised to marry someone I avoided seeing them from now on, causing that infatuated girl to cry and find their place in the cold wind!..."

Fujita Goro: "...!!!"

He nearly choked on the drink.

Matsuda laughed out loud, seeming particularly amused by his predicament.

"Later, one day Shanchuan-kun came to drink in my shop." He winked at the man sitting on the other side of Fujita Goro across Fujita Goro, "We talked about you, and found out that you are still single now , not even a suitable partner! This is not acceptable, a man must find a good woman to marry in the end..."

At this time, the man sitting on the other side of Fujita Goro smiled gently and spoke.

"Before, I also visited Rong Baogong privately."

Fujita Goro:! ! !

The name "Rong Baogong" immediately made him shiver, and he sat up straight involuntarily, and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Mr. Rong Bao...how is it now?" He finally spoke.

The man laughed.

"Much better than you." He replied with a tinge of joking, "Of course everyone can't talk about how good it is now... However, even Rong Baogong asked me in surprise, 'Yamaguchi-kun is still alone so far. One person? That’s not right. We need to pass on the fire of Aizu.”

Fujita Goro: "..."

He replied with a wooden face: "...No, I don't think Mr. Rong Bao must have meant that."

His seriousness probably made others want to tease him even more.Matsuda continued to look at the piece of paper under the candlelight, and said: "Later, I came up with a strange idea - how about asking about the type that Yamaguchi-kun likes? So today I came to this conclusion -"

Fujita Goro: "..."

He had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, Matsuda cleared his throat and began to explode his information desperately.

"Xiaomei, this happened when I was in Kyoto, right? It seems to be the daughter of a craftsman, but since you and her left the Imperial Tomb Guard's settlement that day, there is nothing to say..."

"Later, it is said that when you were in Aizu, you met a member of the women's team at that time. The surname was... Shinoda? But of course, after the Battle of Aizu, you were separated..."

"After that, there is... uh, the lady from the Kutiao family that I met for the purpose of handling the case? Well, to be honest, you often visit her for the purpose of handling the case, right? It doesn't look like a suitable woman for you... Besides, she disappeared afterwards, right? Could it be that she went on a trip alone? Hehehe, what a eccentric young lady—"

Fujita Goro finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"So, you said so much about me today, what exactly are you trying to say...?!" He lowered his voice and asked a little annoyed.

But Matsuda wouldn't just be intimidated by him.

"Ahaha." He laughed dryly again and said:

"Xiaomei, the daughter of a townsman."

"Xiaotian-kun, I heard that after the death of her husband, she had no one to rely on, so she left her husband's house and went back to her mother's house to borrow... It seems that he is a native of Aizu?"

"Miss Jiutiao...uh, the arrogant lady from the old Chinese family..."

I always felt that Matsuda was addressing her as Miss Kujo with a dreamlike... no, sleepwalking expression.

Fujita Goro:?

Matsuda came to a conclusion.

"So... after asking so many people, I still don't know what type of woman you like!" Matsuda suddenly exploded.

Fujita Goro: "..."

"Wasting such a long time talking about the past in front of Shanchuan-kun is actually to find out what kind of woman I like." He was silent for a moment, and said expressionlessly, his tone sounded very rigid.

Before Matsuda could speak, the "Shanchuan-kun" sitting on the other side of Fujita Goro spoke with a smile.

"Everyone is so concerned about this matter because they care about you, Mr. Yamaguchi," he said.

"Mr. Rong Bao even said... if Yamaguchi-kun doesn't mind, he is willing to marry you—but the most urgent thing right now is that if you want to get married, you must first find a suitable partner."

Shan Chuan narrowly blinked at him.

"Well, when that time really comes, I would also like to sign up to be your best man to entertain guests."

Fujita Goro: "..."

He couldn't think of what to say to deal with the overwhelming kindness that was overwhelming him - it was overwhelming.

As if to let him fully appreciate the urgency of the situation, Shan Chuan leaned over to him with a sly look on his face, and added in a low voice that only the two of them could hear:

"...I heard that Rong Baozheng is going to be your matchmaker."

Fujita Goro:! ?

He suddenly turned to the direction of mountains and rivers, his voice full of surprise.

"...A matchmaker?! With whom?"

Shanchuan smiled meaningfully.

"How do I know what Rong Baogong means?... Well, but, there weren't many good girls who survived from Aizu back then, right? Rong Baogong must want to find the best one among them..."

Fujita Goro opened his eyes wide, with unreserved astonishment on his face.I don't know how long it took, he seemed to react, he suddenly turned his face away, picked up the wine glass as a cover-up and took a big swig.

There was a thud in his throat, and after he swallowed the wine, it seemed that he also swallowed back the indescribable emotion that was clogging his chest.

Holding the empty wine glass to his lips, he seemed to be in a trance for a moment.Then, he shook his head quietly.

"...you don't have to go to such lengths to investigate what kind of woman I like." He said slowly.

As if he had exhausted all his strength to break through the barrier in his chest and say the following words, he slowly clenched the five fingers holding the wine glass tightly.

"...Because, there is only one person like that from beginning to end."

Matsuda: "Eh?! Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?!"

Matsuda pointed at Fujita Goro and yelled, causing other people in the store to look in this direction for a while.Some people laughed and commented: "That guy Matsuda is making a fuss again..."

"I don't know how the customers in his shop usually tolerate this guy's character..."

On the other side of Fujita Goro's seat, Shan Chuan showed a slightly surprised expression.

Shanchuan: "...Really."

Shanchuan let out a breath, and smiled as if he was disappointed and relieved.

"That's right," he said.

"In this case... everything makes sense."

Fujita Goro didn't answer him, but put down his wine glass silently, filled another glass of wine, and drank it down.

The author has something to say:

February 5:

The ENDING of Primary One is relatively short, and it can be finished in a few days!

Then there is Grandpa's HE. Grandpa's HE is a new idea, so it will be a little longer. Do you want to watch it? :P

Tomorrow will probably be updated at this time~~ everyone