A person in Japan, a sword that soars to immortality.

By acknowledging defeat, Shu Jian brought this deadly struggle to a perfect close.

Initially, whether it was Sakichi and Fuchi, or the other samurai of the Yamada family, they were divided into two groups due to their respective positions.

Genji, Kiyomaru, and Kisei, who came to Yoshiwara with Shuken, all sincerely hoped that Shuken would win.

As for how to win, nothing beats spanking Tai's butt or something, at least that's what Kiyomaru thinks.

But as the fight intensified, and even seemed to the two to be truly enraged, everyone panicked.

So far, no one in the Yamada family dislikes Shuken, because he treats everyone like family, only with varying degrees of care.

There are several people who dislike Taiichi, such as Genji, whose "girlfriend" was stolen, and Kiyomaru, who got a spanking.

Despite their dislike, they didn't have any deep-seated hatred for each other. Moreover, now that Taiichi was in power in the shogunate, they had indeed benefited a lot. At least the magistrate's office, which they dealt with regularly, was much more polite to them.

However, it is better to have your own than to borrow from others. Today, Shujian suddenly received instructions from the magistrate's office that the senior councilor Mizuno Tadakuni had personally ordered the Yamada family members to go to Yoshiwara's red-light district to deal with the troublemaking samurai.

Without a second thought, Shu Jian immediately gathered his men and came here.

The Yamada family were ronin (masterless samurai). Apart from Taichi and Shugen, the others did not receive a stipend, and Shugen's stipend was also paid by the magistrate.

So their arrival in Yoshiwara today is considered an acceptance of employment.

"Senior Brother Shujian didn't lose at all!"

Kiyomaru jumped out, first circling around Shuken a few times with concern, then shouting loudly at Taiichi.

Meanwhile, Genji and Kisei nodded in agreement.

This is a real sword fight. How can losing a small cut or a broken hair be considered a loss?

"That's enough. A loss is a loss. Instead of denying it, you should go back and work hard." Seeing Shujian's extremely stern tone and serious expression, Kiyomaru and the others immediately shut up.

Seeing that everyone had stopped being stubborn, Shujian turned around, gave Taiyi a deep look, nodded in a gesture, and then left with his men.

"Taiichi, it's you again!" Rantaro, who had recovered and was watching from the sidelines, came over to Taiichi's side with a big smile after the battle ended. With a pair of panda eyes, he gave a thumbs up to the people around him and said proudly, "Taiichi, he's my buddy. If anything happens to me, he'll definitely take care of me!"

After Shuken left, the magistrates, seeing that they could not gain any credit, chose to leave. However, before leaving, they secretly spat in their hearts when they saw Rantaro's appearance.

What the hell? He just got beaten up and apologized prostrate himself, and now he's showing off his skills.

"Rantaro, I don't meddle in everything." Taichi subtly dodged the hand that was on his shoulder, pointed around, and said with a smile, "You guys have enough to handle tonight. I'm going back now."

"what?"

Seeing the blood splattered everywhere, the internal organs that had been shattered by the shockwave and stuck to everything, and the smell of a toilet permeating the air, he finally woke up as if from a dream, his face filled with tears.

However, Rantaro was no longer the naive boy he once was. With a quick glance, he drew his sword and shouted, "Where are the few troublemaking samurai left?"

"Reporting, boss, they've already run away!"

"What? He's running so fast...! Chase him!"

Oops, I think I let it slip!

With a whoosh, a group of soldiers who had been converted from fire thieves, led by Rantaro, quickly left the scene.

Looking at the backs of the group, Taiichi shook his head speechlessly. When he turned around, he saw Sachi with his hands folded in front of his abdomen in the middle of the street.

A gentle breeze carried cherry blossom petals down the street, a scene of utter desolation. The two remained silent, only offering a contented smile.

"A boring segment."

Kokushibo turned around, intending to leave the rooftop.

"Isn't it beautiful? Lord Kokushibo, did you not have a loving husband waiting for you to return home after winning the wars in the Warring States period...?"

Swish!

A cold, silver streak swept across Tongmo's neck, and blood gushed out instantly. Only a thin layer of skin remained connecting his head to his neck.

"Even in the Warring States period, Pi Yizhong's swordsmanship wouldn't be considered particularly advanced. The Yamada family... is nothing special."

"The samurai of today have really fallen into depravity; even their decapitation swordsmanship is praised."

"If you want to be the best in the world, how can you let personal feelings get in the way... Let me see if he can succeed."

As if speaking to Doma and the others, or perhaps to himself, Kokushibo, after saying these words, unleashed streaks of silver light and vanished into the air.

Doma, whose wounds had healed, shook his neck, indicating that he wasn't afraid at all.

He raised his fan to cover his mouth and nose, glanced at Taiyi again, and then chuckled.

"Taiyi is the most interesting kid."

......

It was late at night, but two houses in the Ueyashiki Ward were still brightly lit.

One was the residence of the old Chinese official Mizuno Tadakuni, and the other was the residence of the young Matsudaira Aoki.

Inside the large house, A-Xia paced back and forth as if searching for something lost, while Matsudaira Aoki, attended by a page, was engrossed in reading a book.

Both the servants inside the gate and the guards outside chose to turn a blind eye to A-Xia's rude behavior.

All they could see were the somewhat similar faces of Aya and Matsudaira Aoki.

"No, I want to go take a look!"

"Sit down."

Matsudaira Aoki didn't move at all, just stared at the book and said something indifferently.

Ah Xia's small foot, which was about to step out of the door, froze in mid-air.

Ding bell~

She turned her head abruptly, and the little goldfish tied to the ribbon in her hair swayed back and forth. A-Xia wanted to say something, but in the end she just opened her mouth, then angrily sat down on the spot, turning her back to Lord Aoki.

"Sit properly. Who taught you to sit cross-legged? Hmm?"

A cold and authoritative voice came from behind. A-Xia jumped up and immediately sat up straight, unconsciously sticking out her tongue.

The spot where the white holy light had just appeared was now completely hidden by the clothes.

ta ta ta ......

"grown ups......"

"So, tell me who won!"

A samurai with a chonmage hairstyle had just reached the threshold when, before he could even report to Matsudaira Aoki, he was stopped by Aya and bombarded with questions.

Matsudaira Aoki behind him closed his eyes, took a deep breath, shook his head, and said nothing. He only twitched his ears slightly, indicating that he was also concerned.

"Huh? Oh, Taiichi won!"

"Yay! Great!"

Ah Xia jumped up on the spot, and as her clothes fluttered, the holy light reappeared.

"Shut up, what are you shouting for in the middle of the night? Zhengzhi, help me up and tell everyone to get some rest."

Matsudaira Aoki smiled and said with a slight upturn of his lips.

"Understood, my lord."

The young man named Masahiro bowed to Matsudaira Aoki and responded softly.

(I have diarrhea, and I feel completely weak...)