"I told you to drink less..." Asai said angrily to Shimada, who was currently lying behind him.

"Sorry..." Shimada, whose face was so blushed that he could even drip bleeding, stuttered, "I'm going to carry me back again..."

Converted to the time unit of modern earth, Matsumura and the others drank 23 o'clock in the Izakaya...

Although I drank so late, Asai, who only had a drink throughout the whole process and Makimura, who had a lot of alcohol, was still full of energy. Only Shimada was drunk and almost unconscious.

"Shishimada, you will have to practice your alcohol tolerance in the future." Matsumura quipped.

"Uh...sorry... Senior Makimura... What did you say just now? I didn't listen carefully... Don't vomit..."

"Hey! If you want to vomit, hold back! If you dare to vomit, I will definitely chop you!"

The three people in the Mu Village returned to their residence noisily.

As soon as I returned to my residence, I met Lin who was still not sleeping.

"I said..." Lin, who was short and a few heads, raised her head high while tilting her waist, looked up at Mucun and the others, "I have no objection to you going out to drink, but you have to be more modest in drinking, right? What's the matter of drinking until you can't even walk?"

Lin's words were obviously said to Shimada who was still lying behind Asai.

"I'm quite sorry..." Shimada's face turned redder because of shame, "I shouldn't compare myself with Senior Makimura with any alcohol tolerance."

"Oh..." Lin sighed, "Okay, you guys go down and rest."

After Lin's brief scolding ended, Asai carried him to the bathroom at Shimada's request. In modern terms, it was a luxury villa, and naturally had a private bathroom that ordinary people could not own.

"Hey, Shimada." Makimura said to Shimada as he was carried to the bathhouse by Asai, "Remember not to take a shower for too long, I want to take a shower tonight."

Matsumura last time he took a shower 3 days ago.

He could already smell some smell on his body today. In order to avoid being disgusted by his companions in the future, he decided to take a good bath tonight.

In order not to waste this time waiting for the bathroom to be vacant, Makimura sat in the middle of the hall and maintained his big knife.

As soon as he pulled out his big sword, Mamiya's voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Madumura, you are back."

"Oh, it's Mamiya." Matsumura turned to look at Mamiya who was smiling while walking towards him.

"I just happened to run into Asai who was carrying Shimada to the bathroom. Why did Shimada drink so much that he was unconscious again..."

"Sorry, it's my fault." Matsumura smiled bitterly. "I thought he could drink a little more this time. I will pay attention to it later and don't let him drink too much. Otherwise, I will carry him back every time, which is a big trouble."

Speaking of this, Makimura paused for a moment, then asked Makimiya:

"Mamiya, I plan to go out to have a drink tomorrow night. Do you want to come together?"

"Also drink?" Makoto frowned slightly, "Matsumura, have you been drinking too frequently recently?"

"It's not because we're leaving Edo not long after." Matsumura shrugged, "I don't know when it will be when I leave Edo this time."

"So I'm not going to experience the beauty of Edo more while I haven't left Edo yet, and I always feel a bit wasteful."

"Is it the so-called experience of Edo that Is it just to go to an izakaya to drink..." After whispering, Mamiya shook her head, "Sorry, I won't go."

Seeing that Mamiya almost refused his invitation without thinking, Makimura narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Mamiya deeply.

Then, he said in a joke:

"...Mamiya, since you arrived in Edo, you have been very resistant to going out. Could it be that there is your old lover here in Edo, right?"

"I don't have any old lovers." Mamiya responded calmly, "The reason why I don't want to go out is simply because I have a wanted order."

"Edo is an amazegot with a population of millions, and it is also the ruling center of the shogunate. The government spies are everywhere. Maybe the shogunate will track down the whereabouts of me, the wanted criminal, and then come to the door."

"... Then I think you're a little worried." Makimura sneered a few times, "I used to be an official who served the shogunate. I know exactly what the shogunate is now."

"In terms of how to maintain the Tokugawa family's rule over the world, the shogunate's various unique skills came one by one."

"But when it comes to catching thieves and other issues related to the lives of the people, the shogunate has no ability."

Speaking of this, Makimura opened the knife oil at his feet and officially started to apply knife oil to his big-headed knife.

"Anyway, I think it's better to go out for a walk if you have the chance. After all, if I remember correctly, it seems that you haven't been out for a long time."

"When we go to the Izakaya to drink with us, we can not only breathe the fresh air outside, but also occasionally hear some interesting things to relieve boredom."

"We heard a lot of interesting things in Izakaya today."

"Oh?" Mamiya raised her eyebrows, then changed into a half-joking tone, "What's interesting in your eyes... is it that some beautiful girl that has appeared in Yoshihara?"

"So in your eyes, is I like this..." Matsumura looked at Mamiya with a resentful look.

"I was just a joke just now." Mamiya waved her hand with a smile, "Tell me what interesting things are. I happen to be very idle now."

"Makumiya, you might be interested in this matter." Maumura smiled, "Makumiya, do you know the 'Edo No. 1 Swordsman' and 'Demon Swordsman'?"

"Hey? What is this?" Behind the eyes were Mamiya's puzzled eyes...

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Matsumura retells the story he heard today from Izakaya to Mamiya in full.

When the retelling was completed, Makimura happened to have a brand new knife oil on his big sword.

"...Anyway, this is the story. After listening to the story, I went back to Asai and the others to continue drinking."

"Although I have heard of Yamada Asahimon's daimyo before, I still didn't know until tonight that Yamada Asahimon's current head is a very skilled swordsman."

"...It's really a terrible family."

"Hmm?" Matsumura turned to look at Mamiya who suddenly commented.

"This family is so creepy." Mamiya, who had a expressionless face, repeated his comment just now, "By killing and corpses in exchange for fame and fortune... I feel more uncomfortable the more I think about it..."

"Yes, I think too." Makimura echoed, "Their family has become the 'Shuofu imperial sword tester', and it has been going on for hundreds of years. Over the past hundred years, there should be thousands of people killed by their family... no, tens of thousands."

"In addition to killing people, they also use human courage to refine medicine, which is also very uncomfortable for me to refine medicine with human internal organs."

"How did they make human gallbladder into medicine..." Matsumura sighed lightly, "Although this medicine makes me feel disgusted, I still want to buy a human gallbladder pill to see what the medicine looks like and study how its efficacy can make so many people flock to it."

"But this medicine seems to be very expensive, and it has always been priced but not worth it." Makimura scratched his hair, "and it is said that the quality of this person's gall pill has suddenly improved a lot recently. I guess it will only be more difficult to buy now. I will spend all my money, and I may not be able to afford one."

"The quality of Rendan Pills suddenly improved a lot?" Mamiya raised her gaze and looked at Matsumura in astonishment.

"Yes." Although I don't know why Mamiya looked at him with such a look, Matsumura replied honestly, "But I also heard from the construction workers who told me the stories that were revealed tonight. I don't know whether it is true or not."

Makimura outlined the incident that the construction workers heard about "the quality of Rendan Pills has improved" in a short sentence.

"...They later argued about whether the Rendan Pill was useful, but I had already returned to Asai and the others to continue drinking, so I don't know what the final argument was."

"...I'm quite curious." Mamiya smiled, "How did they make the quality of this medicine suddenly improve? Did they invent any new method of refining medicine?"

"I don't know this." Matsumura shrugged, "Anyway, I don't have any good feelings for this medicine. For me, even if the raw materials for the refining medicine are the courage of the dead, I really find it hard to accept it."

"Hey! Matsumura!" At this time, Asai's voice suddenly came into Mamiya and Matsumura's ears, "Shibata asked me to bring you a message and he has already taken a shower. You can go and take a shower at any time now."

"Oh! I'll go now!" Matsumura carried his big sword that had been maintained and stood up, "Makimiya, I'll go take a shower now, and then chat slowly later."

"Yes." Mamiya nodded slightly.

Makimura, carrying the Datai sword, strode away from Mamiya.

Mamiya maintained a kneeling position and did not move.

He looked down at the tatami in front of him, looking like he was in a daze, and at the same time he seemed to be thinking.

Until Matsumura had completely left his sight, Mamiya still had no movement.

It was not until a long time later that Mamiya's faint contempt sounded in the hall:

"……Father……"

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Kyuro stared blankly at the wilderness in front of him, located outside Edo.

In the wilderness, there were densely packed people who were tied up and forced to kneel on the ground.

In a rough count, there are at least hundreds of people.

Without exception, they all shrank, with fear and anxiety on their faces.

Around these hundreds of people were almost all armed warriors. They stared at the more than a hundred people kneeling on the ground fiercely, asking them to kneel down and not move around.

"...father..." Jiuro looked at his father beside him, "Who are these people kneeling on the ground? Why are we here for?"

"Kyuro." said his father in a tone of joy or sorrow, "With me, kill all these people and take away their courage."

"Kill, kill? Why?" Jiulang couldn't help but look at the hundreds of people who were forced to kneel down again, among them, men and women, but without exception, they were all extremely young. They were basically only in their teenage years, and the oldest should not be over 20 years old.

No matter how they look at it, they are not the ones who will be sentenced to beheading.

It is impossible to suddenly have so many such young death row prisoners.

"The Prince of the Central Palace has contracted lung disease and needs treatment in urgent need of treatment." The father took out his cuff and tied the sleeves on both sides of the kimono. "So it is necessary to use the highest quality Rendan pills made of young and lively liver to treat the disease. Stop talking nonsense, start working." [Zhonggong: The synonym for the queen]

"Wait! Father! These people are not death row prisoners no matter how they look at them?!"

"They are healthy and disease-free collected by the government, and they are young enough to be dirty."

"That means they are just helping innocent good people? Killing all these innocent good people is just to treat the central palace?"

"Kyuro, pay attention to your tone." The father said in a very obvious displeasure, "Your remarks just now are too disrespectful to the Palace Highness."

"These people are just helping the filth. How can they be compared with the life of the Palace Highness? The Palace Highness has the heavy responsibility of being a mother in the world. She is much more valuable to survive than to let the filth live."

"Is there anything wrong with these dirty lives to exchange for the Palace Highness's A Life Kyuro?"

"Father! This is ridiculous! How can human life be converted in this way!"
To be continued...