Chapter 813 The Dharma Punishes the Party·Prajna, please join! [Leopard Update 6K2]

Kyoto, Sanjo Bridge (west of Kamogawa), Ikedaya, a room on the second floor——

Katsura Kogoro took off the sword from his waist and held it with his right hand.

When he entered the room, there were already many people sitting inside.

Seeing Katsura Kogoro's arrival, just like Moses parting the sea, everyone in the room moved to the left and right to make way for the main seat.

"Mr. Gui, please come here!"

A humble-looking samurai—he was Otaka Matajiro, who was also the leader of the Zunbo faction—came forward and made a "please" gesture to Katsura Kogoro.

Katsura Kogoro nodded and stepped forward.

At this time, Otaka Matajiro looked confused.

"Mr. Gui, who is this?"

As he asked, he raised his gaze and looked straight at the young samurai who was following Katsura Kogoro, carefully looking him up and down.

I saw that this man was slender and quite tall, about 1.7 meters tall. He had no waist and was only wearing a sword with a red and purple handle and sheath.

He was obviously wearing a formal kimono, but he was wearing a Western bowler hat on his head and a Western cloak hanging down to his waist.

A mix of Japanese and foreign... This look is as weird as it gets.

After seeing this person dressed like this, everyone in the room showed displeasure.

Everyone here is a fan of Zunxing Thought.

They were sincerely disgusted and repulsed by everything related to the West - whether it was ideas or clothing.

Therefore, it is not surprising that everyone has such a reaction now.

When they saw this man wearing a Western-style hat and a Western-style cloak openly in front of them, they all felt angry and cast displeased and angry glances at him.

Katsura Kogoro explained calmly:

"This is my bodyguard."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man raised his hand to press the top hat on his head and bowed slightly.

"Gui'an, I am Katsura Kogoro's bodyguard. Please give me your advice."

As he spoke, a playful look emerged from the brim of his hat.

"...Hey, what's going on with your outfit?"

What is supposed to come will come - a strong, thick warrior suddenly stood up, raised his feet and moved to the side of the "Top Hat Samurai".

The "Top Hat Samurai" spread his hands with an "innocent" look on his face:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my outfit?"

The "Majestic Warrior" gritted his teeth and pointed at the opponent's hat and cloak.

"Your hat! And your cloak! It's really an eyesore! We don't welcome people wearing Western clothes here! I'll give you two options now, either take off your hat and cloak, or get out with your clothes on."

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Having said that, the "Majestic Warrior" raised his right hand and held down the handle of the sword at his waist. The threat was no longer strong.

However, in the face of the fierce threats from the "Majestic Samurai", the "Top Hat Samurai" reacted very calmly.

He raised his head slightly and glanced at the other party calmly.

"What if I say 'I refuse'?"

"I will neither take off my hat and cloak nor leave Katsura Kogoro's side."

"What can you do to me? What can you do to me?"

Suddenly, the room was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

The "Majestic Warrior" suddenly frowned, his eyes bulged, and veins popped out on his neck and temples.

Then he heard a "clang" sound - he raised his left thumb, pressed it against the tangent of the knife, and pushed the knife out more than an inch, revealing the red copper tenon.

The opponent's murderous intent has appeared! On the other hand, the "Top Hat Samurai" - he didn't move at all, everything remained the same, standing upright, with his arms hanging naturally, looking calm and calm.

At this critical moment, a large and generous hand poked out from the slanting thorn, blocking the way between the "Top Hat Samurai" and the "Majestic Samurai".

"Enough!"

Katsura Kogoro raised his voice and his sharp gaze swept across the audience.

"Are we gathered here just to fight?"

"It's like starting a fight before the meeting even starts. What kind of talk is that!"

"The internal fighting between our lofty ideals has gone on for too long! Enough blood has been shed!"

"Are we going to continue fighting within this small space?"

"Matsuda-kun, put your sword back!"

"Tonight... no, no matter when or where we are, we, as lofty men and women, can no longer draw swords against our companions!"

"It is in order to achieve this goal that I have been running and struggling until now!"

The "Mighty Samurai" who was called "Matsuda-kun" hesitated for a moment, snorted coldly, and put the sword back into its sheath with a clang.

"Boy, save your life!"

As he spoke, he glared at the "top hat warrior" several times, then sat back down angrily.

The "Top Hat Samurai" shrugged, and a meaningful chuckle came from the corner of his mouth.

Katsura Kogoro glanced at him angrily.

"Let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, Katsura Kogoro strode towards the main seat of the room.

"Top Hat Samurai" raised his heels.

He slightly closed the distance between him and Katsura Kogoro, and whispered at a volume that only the two of them could hear clearly:

"Kogoro, you saved that man's life. Your dissuasion just now was very timely. If you had been even half a minute slower, that man's meal would have fallen to the ground."

Katsura Kogoro lowered his face, put on the same volume that only the two of them could hear clearly, and said half as a warning, half as a request:

"Let me tell you first, you can't mess around tonight."

"Top Hat Samurai" chuckled:

"I'll try my best."

Katsura Kogoro turned his head slightly, stared at him with complex eyes for a few times, and then stopped talking and ignored him.

After sitting down on the main seat, Katsura Kogoro turned to look at Odaka Matajiro:

"Otaka-kun, where is Mr. Miyabe? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

Otaka Matajiro replied:

"Mr. Miyabe should be arriving soon."

Coincidentally, as soon as Katsura Kogoro finished asking, the sound of footsteps coming from far and near came from the direction of the corridor.

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

A middle-aged man, about 45 years old, walked into the room slowly.

When this middle-aged man appeared, everyone present, including Katsura Kogoro, looked at him with respect.

I saw this man with a neatly shaved head, neither fat nor thin, and an average appearance.

However, his thick, thick eyebrows and piercing eyes are very eye-catching.

Especially his eyes, which are the best explanation for the phrase "eyes like lightning", they look not angry but confident.

He is none other than Miyabe Daizo, whom even Katsura Kogoro would be respectful to!

Miyabe Daizo - born in the 3rd year of Bunsei (1820), was originally the Yamaga Ryu military lecturer of the Kumamoto Domain and a close confidant of Sanjo Minori.

His eyes moved around the room, finally settling on Katsura Kogoro, and he sent his greetings in a neutral tone:

"Guijun, long time no see."

Katsura Kogoro bowed slightly and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone:

"Mr. Miyabe, after a long absence, may I ask if you are well?"

"Well, it's nothing serious. I'm just getting older, so my legs and feet are not as flexible as before."

As he spoke, he sat next to Katsura Kogoro, and the two of them sat with their knees touching.

At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the door:

"Dear guests! We are here to deliver drinks!"

The samurai sitting by the door responded:
To be continued...