I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Kyoto, the execution office.

Kyoto Magistrate's Office - the office of the Kyoto Town Magistrate's Office.

Kamiyama Koshinosuke was kneeling and sitting behind his usual office desk at this time, resting his forehead with his hands, and closing his eyes tightly, as if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind.

A middle-aged man with a dignified expression sat kneeling beside Shenshan, as if he was thinking about what is cool—this middle-aged man was none other than Hasegawa Heizo.

Neither Shenshan nor Hasegawa spoke.

No one made any unnecessary actions there.

The atmosphere of the whole room became weird and heavy because of the silence of the two.

At this moment, a male voice suddenly came from outside the room:

"Master Shenshan, it's me."

"...Qiu Shan." After hearing this male voice, Shen Shan slowly opened his eyes, "Do you have something to report to me?"

"Well... there is indeed something that I feel is very necessary to tell Master Shenshan about your matter..."

"come in."

"yes!"

Akiyama slowly opened the paper sliding door, walked into the room respectfully, and then knelt down in front of Shenshan in a very standard posture.

"Let's talk." Shenshan said softly in a slightly joking tone, "What is it necessary for me to know?"

"...Lord Shenshan." Akiyama said seriously, "Today... I met Lord Mucun on the street."

As soon as Akiyama's voice fell, Shenshan and Hasegawa immediately showed diametrically opposite expressions.

Hasegawa didn't know any "Master Mucun", so he showed doubts.

As for Shenshan, after hearing Qiushan's words, a complex expression appeared on his face immediately.

You can find all kinds of emotions on Shenshan's face at this time.

Stunned, shocked, confused, sad...

"...Akiyama,

Tell me the ins and outs of your chance encounter with Mucun today. "

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Kyoto, inside an underground prison.

"what……"

Mu Cun, with his hands folded in front of his chest, leaned against the stone wall behind him, twisted his body, changed to a more comfortable position, and then dozed off.

The prison was built underground, so there was always a damp smell in the air.

But because it hasn't rained these days, the humid atmosphere in the prison is not very heavy, and it hasn't reached the point where people feel uncomfortable all over.

Akiyama did not break his promise - after putting Mucun in prison, he provided Mucun with all the generous care he could provide.

Under Akiyama's arrangement, Mucun did not share a cell with other prisoners, but had his own private cell, and he was the only one in the cell.

At the same time, the cell where Mucun lives is also located in a relatively remote location in the prison, and there are no "neighbors" around, allowing Mucun to spend these few days in peace.

Not only that - Mucun's food is obviously much better than that of other prisoners.

Other prisoners can only eat some bland barnyard porridge, but Mucun can eat rice and various side dishes.

After personally bringing Mucun into this prison, Qiu Shan personally assured Mucun that within 5 days at most, he would release Mucun who just committed the "crime of fighting".

Apart from lack of freedom and enough entertainment, Mucun has no other dissatisfaction with the current prison life

Naturally, there are no entertainment facilities in the prison for Mucun to pass the time. When in prison, the best way to pass the time is to sleep.

Mucun has been sleeping since he gave Akiyama a face and let Akiyama arrest him in this prison.

wake up sleep, sleep wake up...

Now after changing to a more comfortable sleeping position, a faint sense of drowsiness emerged from his body.

Just when Mu Cun was about to fall asleep again, footsteps suddenly sounded at the end of the corridor outside the prison door.

Judging by the sound of footsteps—there were not many people.

Mucun only listened carefully, and then he could tell that there were only two people behind the sound of footsteps.

After the sound of footsteps appeared, the cells on both sides of this corridor rang out loudly:

"Hey! I'm wronged! I'm wronged!"

"Stinky officials! Pay attention to your family members! If I go out, I will kill all your family members who are officials as soon as possible!"

"Isn't the recent food a bit too bad! I found a stone the size of a thumb in my porridge today. How do you guys cook?!"

...

These noisy shouts did not slow down the speed of the footsteps.

Mu Cun didn't care about the cries in the other cells, nor did he care about what officials were here again, he just felt that the noise of these people affected his sleep.

The sound of footsteps approached Mucun's cell slowly from far to near.

Finally—stop in front of the pastoral house.

Just when Mu Scun was about to open his eyes to confirm why the sound of footsteps stopped in front of his cell——

"...Long time no see, Mucun."

A thick male voice, which was extremely familiar to Mucun, sounded in front of the cell door.

As soon as the male voice fell, Mucun suddenly opened his eyes and looked out of the prison door.

Outside the prison door stood two middle-aged men.

A middle-aged man was wearing a special black uniform.

Another middle-aged man was wearing ordinary clothes.

Looking at this middle-aged man in ordinary clothes, Mucun narrowed his eyes slightly.

A strange look began to flicker in Mucun's eyes.

"Master Shenshan..."

A soft murmur came from Mucun's throat.

Looking at the face of Kamiyama Koshinosuke that he hadn't seen for 2 years, memories slowly rose in Mucun's mind like a rising tide...

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7 years ago -

Tianming 3 years.

Kyoto, Sanji Street.

Three Princes Street——Although it has a very imposing name, it is actually a place that people in Kyoto talk about and avoid.

Three Princes Street is where Yakuza in Kyoto gather.

On Three Princes Street, you can see the Yakuza that belongs to a certain family, and you can also see the Yakuza that does not belong to any family, has no roots and no family, and works alone.

"Makimura!"

Hearing someone calling him, Mucun slowly turned his head to follow the sound.

Mucun recognized the voice, so he also knew who the person who called him was.

It was also because he knew who the person who called him was, so after hearing this voice, Mucun frowned.

"...Sun Qilang, what do you want me to do? If you are here to invite me and Shun Liu to join your family, then I advise you not to waste your efforts. Shun Liu and I will not join any family."

"No no no."

Sun Qilang, who was leading the three younger brothers, shook his head and walked slowly towards Mucun.

"I stopped you, I just wanted to show you off the finger wrench I just got yesterday."

Sun Qilang raised his hand and showed Mucun the thumb spanner on his left thumb.

"This thing is very valuable." Sun Qilang looked terrified, "It is said that this finger is native to Tang Dynasty."

"Oh. It's really a beautiful finger-twisting. I'm done watching, and I'm leaving." After casually saying some insincere praise in a perfunctory tone, Mucun turned around.

However——before Mucun could take his eyes off Sun Qilang completely, Sun Qilang said again:

"Makimura! Are you and Shunliu really not considering joining our 'Nagai Family'?"

"With your and Shunliu's abilities, becoming the cadre of our "Nagai Family" is just an extremely easy thing!"

"When you become a cadre of our family, you will be able to enjoy precious treasures that ordinary people can't buy with their life savings."

"In addition to money, you can also enjoy countless women."

"Don't you..."

Before Sun Qilang finished speaking, Mucun seemed to have completely lost his patience, showing an extremely obvious impatient look, and said in a deep voice:

"Didn't I say that Shun Liu and I will never join any family?"

After all, Mucun didn't bother to pay attention to Sun Qilang anymore, and strode away from Sun Qilang.

Taking big strides away from Sun Qilang, Mucun slowly slowed down his pace until Sun Qilang's figure completely disappeared from his field of vision.

Mucun has some things to buy now, so he has been walking away from Third Prince Street.

Third Prince Street is the entrenched place of the Yakuzas, so naturally no businessman would have the guts to open a shop on this street to sell things.

When he left the corner of Third Prince Street and finally appeared within his field of vision, Mucun suddenly felt a powerful hand on his shoulder.

Just now, Mucun has already heard a series of footsteps approaching him slowly from behind him.

But Mucun didn't turn around to see who the owner of these footsteps was.

Because the owner of this series of footsteps is too familiar to Mucun, so familiar that he can recognize him coming just by hearing the footsteps.

Knowing that it was that person who came, Mucun has been waiting for this person to come over and talk to him.

Finally, when this person came and clapped his hand on his shoulder, Mucun turned his head and smiled at a handsome young man who was about his age behind him:

"Shun Liu, why are you here?"

"I was bored just now. I wandered casually on Third Prince Street. I saw you when I was walking around. Are you going out of the street?"

"Huh? The knife oil is almost used up, so I went to buy some knife oil and came back."

This handsome young man, who is also 17 years old like Makimura this year, is named Junroku Kunieda. Makimura's only friend and partner at the moment.

At the same time——Makimura is Shunroku's only friend and partner at present.

At the age of 12, Mucun's family members died of the epidemic.

Mucun, who became an orphan, met Shunliu who had been wandering alone in the streets and alleys of Kyoto for many years by chance, and then began to partner with Shunliu to work hard in Kyoto. , is already the fifth year that the two have formed a partnership.

Shunliu quickened his pace a little, walked quickly to Mucun's side, and then kept walking at the same speed as Mucun, walking side by side with Mucun.

"...Did Sun Qilang show off the wrench on his thumb to you just now?"

"you saw it?"

"Yeah. Ah Ba, do you know how Sun Qilang got this finger?"

"...I don't know. But I can probably guess how it got there. It was snatched, am I right?"

"You guessed it." Shun Liu shrugged and sneered, "This finger was snatched from a poor family who owed money to the Nagai family."

"This family runs a small business. At the beginning of this year, there was a little business problem, so they borrowed money from the 'bank' opened by the Nagai family."

The Nagai family is the family to which Sun Qilang belongs, and it can be regarded as one of the most powerful Yakuza families in the entire Kyoto.

"That family fell into the trap of writing written by the Nagai family on the papers. They owed debts that could not be repaid."

"After the family failed to pay the money, Sun Qilang personally led people to this family's home yesterday to grab valuables."

"That's how the wrench came about."

"It is said that this finger ring seems to be a very precious thing of this family, and it was hidden in a rather hidden place, but it was a pity that it was finally found out by Sun Qilang and his gang of rotten people who have no other specialties except for searching. "

"After Sun Qilang and others found the finger, the host of the family resisted fiercely and begged Sun Qilang not to take the finger..."

Shunliu didn't continue to tell the story, and he stopped talking after talking about it.

Although Shunliu didn't continue the story, Mucun could guess what was going to happen next: it must be that the host was given a severe lesson, and then Sun Qilang and others walked away.

After quietly listening to Shun Liu's explanation of the origin of Sun Qilang's finger pull, Mucun was silent for a while.

Then—

"...I really want to quickly collect enough evidence to help the government completely wipe out the Nagai family."

There was a sigh of emotion.

And after Mucun's sigh fell, Shunliu nodded:

"me too."

Before they knew it, the two of them had already crossed the intersection of Third Prince Street and came to the outside of Third Prince Street.

Although Three Princes Street is only one mouth away from this street connected to Three Princes Street, the air and atmosphere permeating the two streets are completely different.

On Sanzizi Street, Mucun and Shunliu couldn't help holding their breath.

After walking out of Third Prince Street, the two of them took a deep breath of the air outside, with satisfied expressions on their faces, as if enjoying the very ordinary air outside in the eyes of others.

"... When will we be able to leave the ghostly place of Third Prince Street..." Shunliu murmured.

Mucun did not respond to Shunliu's question.

At this moment, the two of them noticed - at the end of the left hand side, two warriors with swords on their waists were striding in the middle of the street brazenly.

Looking at the two samurai with swords on their waists, both Makimura and Shunroku had longing in their eyes.

"... I don't know if we have the chance to become warriors in this life..." Shun Liu murmured again.

This time, Mucun responded to him.

"Impossible." Mucun responded without any hesitation, and this response was mixed with a touch of disappointment, "How can a commoner become a samurai?"

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