Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

Chapter 175 The Fallen Girl

It was summer night in the first year of Yuanzhi.

Kyoto, Ikedaya.

In the Japanese-style room on the second floor of the inn.

The candlelight flickered.

The pro-imperial and anti-foreign faction, mainly composed of patriots from the Choshu Domain, was gathered around a low table. There were more than thirty of them.

Miyabe Teizō, the leader, rose with his hand on his sword, his voice low and menacing: "Let me repeat the plan: tonight at midnight, set fire to the Nishinomaru Palace, kidnap the Emperor, and move him to Choshu; dispatch two groups to kill Matsudaira Katamori, Takatsukasa Sukehiro, and other veteran pro-shogunate officials, turning Kyoto into a sea of ​​fire to overthrow the shogunate!"

Yoshida Toshiyuki nodded vigorously, gripping the katana at his waist:

"If this plan succeeds, the foundation of the shogunate will collapse, and the great cause of revering the emperor and expelling the barbarians will be just around the corner!"

"Let's all drink this cup together!" Miyabe Teizō raised his cup, his gaze sweeping intently over the crowd:

"We failed; we were the instigators!"

"But if we succeed, we will be heroes who helped the Emperor rise to power, and I will not keep this glory to myself!"

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, and everyone else followed suit, using the alcohol to extinguish the last vestiges of their fear.

Whether they are dragons or worms, whether they will be remembered for generations or condemned as rebels... it all depends on tonight!

Outside, the thirty-four members of the Shinsengumi had been lying in wait in the shadows for some time.

Kondo Isami's imposing figure was as steady as a mountain, his gaze fixed on the door of the Ikedaya restaurant, his teeth clenched:

"These traitors from the Cheung Chau faction..."

Beside him, the young swordsman Okita Souji, dressed in pristine white, leaned against the wall, awaiting his leader's orders.

"Sōji, you quickly attack the second floor and destroy its core; Hijikata, you take men to block the retreat route and prevent the traitor from escaping!" Kondo Isami quickly gave the order.

Hijikata Toshizo nodded, his long sword unsheathed half an inch, and he sneered:

"Don't worry, we won't let a single one escape through the side door!"

At three o'clock in the morning, Isamu Kondo gave the order.

The wooden door shattered under his brute force.

"kill!!"

He leaped into the hall, his long sword sweeping out like a tiger descending a mountain, breaking through head-on. A Zunrang faction member, caught off guard, was struck in the shoulder armor by the blade and fell to the ground with a scream.

Immediately afterwards, members of the Shinsengumi filed in, hacking at anyone they saw. The anti-shogunate patriots fell in droves like wheat being harvested.

In an instant, the room erupted into chaos, like a pot of boiling porridge.

When the morning light shines through the shoji paper of the Ikedaya shop.

The fighting finally came to an end.

Inside the house, seven core members of the pro-revolutionary faction were killed, eleven were seriously injured and captured, and all the letters, gunpowder, and weapons related to the rebellion were confiscated.

Kondo Isami, panting, sat on the corpse of a patriot who had overthrown the shogunate and used his clothes to wipe the blood off the blade.

He grinned, asked Tufang for a cigarette, lit it, and looked up at the morning light:

"I'm afraid this time, the entire Shinsengumi will become famous, and the Tennen Rishin-ryu school will likely attract even more samurai!"

"What kind of bullshit muskets are these? The new army is utterly helpless against superior hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship..."

He believed that with the Shinsengumi around, the anti-shogunate rebels would ultimately not be able to cause any trouble, and there were also those foreign devils on steamships... After eliminating the anti-shogunate rebels...

They'll be the next ones to be expelled!

Suddenly, a voice rang in my ears.

[I will travel through time and space to come to your side]

A streak of light flashed by.

Kondo Isami collapsed to the ground. Okita Souji and Hijikata rushed to grab their leader, but both lost consciousness at the same moment.

……

"ha!"

Seeing him standing there dumbfounded, Lu Ziyan quickly slid forward and aimed her bamboo knife straight at his face.

click-

Perhaps out of disgust for "heretics," she gripped the bamboo knife with tremendous force, crushing the handle and sending bamboo shards flying.

How can a little girl be a mother! How can a little girl possibly have maternal instincts!

—When it comes to breast milk that nourishes new life, how could a loli possibly compare to an older woman!

Heresy! Heresy! Heresy!

clang!clang!clang!

The first slash came down, but he blocked it with his horizontal sword, causing the bamboo sword to bend into an astonishing curve.

The second slash cut in from the side, aiming straight for his forearm, but he easily blocked it with a backhand. At that moment, an invisible aura of seasoned experience burst forth from Jiang Ling.

"A male...?" Lu Ziyan exclaimed in astonishment, "His group-fighting sword technique... how come..."

Before the third knife could fall, three sharp "slap slap slap" sounds came from her chest, causing her to tremble violently.

Lu Ziyan was stunned.

"Huh?!"

Many onlookers were stunned, and one sharp-eyed person exclaimed in shock: "This is... a variation of the Hirai Blue Eye style, centered on extreme sword speed! The swordsmanship of Okita Souji, the legendary genius speedster swordsman of the Natural Rishin school!"

"What!??" The junior sister of the Shilu Sword Dojo stood up, her expression stunned.

"How...how can he be a master of the Natural Rinshū-ryū style? When did our Shilu produce a swordsmanship expert...?"

"I must ask him later if he'd like to join the kendo club!" The junior sister's eyes lit up.

"With him on the team, we can at least get into the top five in the national competition... no, even the top three!"

Lan Xinlan secretly rejoiced—hehe, got slapped in the face, huh? Seeing how arrogant you were just now, and now you're all dumbfounded, Lan Xinlan is ecstatic! Oh ho ho ho ho~~

Upon hearing Alan's thoughts, Jiang Ling's lips twitched, and she subconsciously looked at the three swordsmen floating not far away.

Unexpectedly, one borrowed and three were given away. Could it be that "Spirit Inquiry" is not a single-target skill but an area-of-effect skill?

Kondo Isami, Okita Souji, Hijikata Toshizo... floated in the air. Kondo Isami was shaking his leg anxiously. Jiang Ling had just told him about "spirit summoning." Although he found it strange, he accepted it quickly for some reason. He learned that to return to his original era, he needed to borrow sword skills. Isami readily lent them out. He had to hurry back to Joui...

Knowing that this was the future, Okita Souji learned about the fate of the three from Jiang Ling. Without any extra expression, he closed his eyes to rest.

Hijikata Toshizo squatted down in front of a girl, staring intently at her hands as she spread mayonnaise on toast.

"This strange sauce smells so good..."

With the help of the three, Jiang Ling could clearly feel his spiritual energy rapidly draining away. He estimated that the five-minute spirit summoning time had been reduced to one and a half minutes.

"We'd better get her into submission quickly."

Lu Ziyan was momentarily stunned, but quickly regained her senses, gritting her teeth:

"Where did you learn this swordsmanship?"

"None of your business." Jiang Ling switched from defense to offense, her bamboo sword clattering down with a series of crackling sounds.

"To you, I am a heretic, but to me, aren't you a heretic too?!"

Lu Ziyan struggled to parry, unable to match his strength, and her swordsmanship was completely overwhelmed by him!

What kind of monster is this guy?

"What gives you the right to look down on a cute, innocent little girl mother?!"

Snapped!

"The little girl mom possesses all the best qualities in the world—gentleness, cuteness, innocence, intelligence, diligence, a sense of responsibility, caringness, and a perpetually happy smile..."

Snapped!

"I will always love Lolita Mom's teeth!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

noodle! noodle! noodle!

Three consecutive blows struck Lu Ziyan's dazed face. The bamboo sword couldn't break through her protective gear, but it shattered her pride and joy—her brute strength and swordsmanship...

The strongest member of the Natural Rishin-ryu school, a self-proclaimed genius female swordswoman who considers herself male—was defeated…no, utterly crushed by an unknown man!

She lay back on the tatami mat, staring blankly at the ceiling.

That heart that "identifies as male" has quietly awakened to "female".

"Ah...so...loli moms are the best?"

"After all, I'm a...loli too!"

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