After making things clear, Masayuki Minamoto, or Red Heart, found that his relationship with Multiblade had improved a lot. This made him temporarily forget his worries about Yamato Moriyasu and feel that he should be able to adjust his mentality by himself. It wasn't until after dinner that Red Heart realized that he seemed to have underestimated the impact of his sudden appearance on Mamoru Yamato. So after a quick dinner, Red Heart hurriedly followed Jiazhou Qingguang to look for Mamoru Yamato, who was not in the Okita Gumi headquarters.

"What's wrong, Yamato?

You look listless. Are you not happy to see me again? "

After searching for a while, Red Heart finally saw Yamato Moriyasu lying on the lawn not far from the headquarters, looking up at the night sky in a daze. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to sit next to Yamato.

"No, no, I'm naturally very happy to see Red Heart, it's just …"

"Just what?

Just thinking of Okita Kun?

Thinking of his depressed mood after he helped Mr. Yamanami?

Thinking that if Mr. Yamanami didn't leave the team, Okita Kun wouldn't have to take on the task of helping him, let alone feel sad because of it?

Is it because you think like this that you feel that you can't face me? "

"Red Heart … I'm sorry … I shouldn't have thought like this …"

Hearing Red Heart's straightforward and undisguised words, Yamato Moriyasu couldn't help but straighten up and look at him. Half of his eyes were surprised that his thoughts were guessed, and half of his eyes were filled with guilt for his dark thoughts.

"It's okay. I can understand why you would think that way. After all, just like how you look forward to Okida-kun, I also look forward to Syamanna-san … Everyone has dark and selfish thoughts. I've thought about it more than once. Syamanna-san was so good to Okida-kun, caring and loving him as if he was his own younger brother, but he still brought Syamanna-san back to the Shinsengumi without mercy. In the end, Syamanna-san had no choice but to end his own life due to the disappointment of not being able to fulfill his dreams and the pain of betraying his companions.

I was just like Mr. Yamanami, I liked to talk about big principles more than anyone else, but in the end … "

"No, it's not like that, Red Heart!

That's not what I meant, I … "Seeing Red Heart's lonely expression because of his words, Yamato Moriyasu didn't care about the knot in his heart. He hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, but Red Heart smiled and interrupted him.

"You don't have to explain, I understand. Just like how Mr. Yamanami looked at Okita Kun like a brother, to me, you and Qing Guang are like my brothers. How could an older brother blame his younger brother for his own mistakes?

After all, Mr. Yamanami knew that leaving the team for no reason was tantamount to betrayal, but he still did it without hesitation. Okita Kun was only fulfilling his duty. Mr. Yamanami chose to commit suicide, and everything Okita Kun did was to alleviate his pain.

Instead of saying that I hate Okita Kun because of this, it's better to say that I'm grateful to him, Mr. Kondo, and Mr. Toshizo. After all, under the premise that Mr. Yamanami betrayed them, they could have killed him on the spot, but in the end … in the end, they still gave Mr. Yamanami a dignified death that belongs to a samurai. At least in the end … Mr. Yamanami died as a samurai, and not as a … a traitor of the Shinsengumi. I'm very satisfied. "

"Red Heart …"

"Yamato, did you know?

Actually, after Mr. Yamanami died, I've thought about it more than once. I thought about how Mr. Yamanami liked the Shinsengumi so much, and how much he liked everyone in the Shinsengumi, but why did he choose to leave in the end?

Was it because he was gradually being replaced by Mr. Yi Dong?

No, because Mr. Yi Dong was also Mr. Yamanami's good friend, and Mr. Yamanami was also very happy that Mr. Yi Dong was able to be put in an important position.

Was it because of the dispute with Mr. Kondo?

No, they were good friends for many years, and it's not like they didn't have fierce disputes.

Then what was the reason?

I've thought about it for a long time, and I finally figured it out. "

"Yamato," Red Heart said, and turned his head to look seriously into Mamoru Yamato's eyes, and said with a slightly melancholy tone, "That was because of ideals. Everything was just because of ideals.

Mr. Yamanami left the team because of ideals. Mr. Kondo, Mr. Toshizo, and Okita Kun carried the name of the Unborn Wolf because of ideals. What happened back then had nothing to do with right or wrong. It was just because of different ideals that they had to gradually drift apart and go their separate ways. "

"Ideals?"

"Yes … ideals … Everything was just because of different ideals. Mr. Yamanami wasn't wrong, and neither was Okita Kun. Everyone in the Shinsengumi wasn't wrong. It was just that era that was wrong. That era couldn't let their ideals coexist harmoniously, and they had to fight with each other. It was a wrong era …"

"It was … the era that was wrong?"

"Yes, although I don't want to admit it, in that chaotic era, whether it was Mr. Yamanami, Okita Kun, Mr. Kondo, or Mr. Toshizo, their endings were already predetermined. They fought for their ideals, and died for their ideals. No matter how hard they tried to deny it, or how hard they wanted to save it, it was useless. Because as long as they still had burning ideals and sincere hearts in their hearts, their endings were inevitable. It was just a matter of time."

"Is that so … Red Heart … Do you think … Okita Kun … Okita Kun and the others … Did they think about their own futures and their own endings?

If they knew what would happen in the end … would they … still make the same decision? "

"They definitely would!"

Seeing Yamato's face full of confusion and confusion, Red Heart smiled and pointed to the brilliant night sky.

"Yamato, look, the stars … Aren't they beautiful?"

"Yes, very beautiful …"

"Although Mr. Yamanami and Okita Kun's endings were already predetermined, perhaps in the eyes of some people, their efforts and their sincerity were just a futile struggle, but in my opinion, that's not the case.

Look, just like the stars twinkling in the night sky, would you say that their existence is meaningless because they aren't as bright as the sun? "

"How could that be?

The stars are beautiful! "

"Yeah … Perhaps in the eyes of some people, Mr. Yamanami and the others' actions didn't have much meaning, and were just the last struggles of that era, but it's undeniable that the Shinsengumi … Mr. Yamanami, Okita Kun, Mr. Kondo, and Mr. Toshizo were like the stars in the night sky. Although they weren't as bright as Lord Oda Nobunaga and Lord Toyotomi Hideyoshi, in that dark era, they were like a beam of light that illuminated the road ahead. Even though the road was full of thorns, smoke, and the smell of war, light … is still light!"

"Red Heart … Thank you!"

"We're all brothers, no need to thank me. I'm happy that you can pull yourself together again. What do you think?

The hand arena is nearby, do you want to go compete? "

"Huh?"

Yamato Shoudan didn't understand why Akaishin Chongguang would suddenly think of exchanging pointers. It was rare for him to have a blank expression. He couldn't help but widen his eyes. His beautiful lake-blue pupils shone in the night.

"Huh? Didn't Okita Kun and the others do the same?

They relied on exchanging pointers to improve their relationship.

And have you forgotten how Mr. Yamanami met Mr. Kondo and the others?

Wasn't it because of exchanging pointers?

And although after losing to Mr. Kondo, Mr. Yamanami has been learning and using the Natural Rishin-ryū, as for me, I haven't given up on the original Northstar One Blade Style, so do you want to compete?

My Northstar One Blade Style and your Natural Rishin-ryū? "

"Since Red Heart has issued a challenge, how can I be polite? But let me say the ugly words first, even if the opponent is you, Red Heart, I will never be soft!

The Natural Rishin-ryū inherited from Okita Kun, I will never shame it! "

"Hahahaha, very good, very good, this is the spirit!

Let's go!

To the hand arena! "

Looking at the burning fighting spirit in Yamato Moriyasu's eyes, Red Heart couldn't help but laugh out loud. He patted Yamato's shoulder and took the lead to walk to the hand arena. Yamato followed closely behind.

"Then Red Heart, I'm going!"

Yamato Moriyasu picked up a wooden sword and waved it. He was familiar with the feel of it. He bowed slightly, held the wooden sword with both hands, and assumed an attacking posture. His eyes were fixed on Red Heart, who also assumed a fighting posture.

"Bring it on!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Ha!

You're very imposing!

I can't passively defend like this anymore, Yamato, be careful! "

Because he was startled by Yamato Shou's sudden storm-like attack, Akishin Chōhō lost the initiative and could only passively defend for the time being. However, with his own swordsmanship that combined the strengths of the Northstar One Blade School and the Natural Lishin-ryū, Akishin Chōhō quickly found an opening to counterattack.

"Watch me – the exquisite attack inherited from Okita Kun!"

"Mr. Yamanami's Northstar One Blade Style!"

"Ah – Yamato, you're so cunning!

You're actually secretly competing with Red Heart here! "

Just when Yamato Moriyasu and Red Heart's wooden swords were placed on each other's necks and looked at each other and laughed, Jiazhou Qingguang appeared at the door of the arena with his cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction. He angrily looked at Yamato Moriyasu, who was panting and sweating profusely.

"What, it's obviously Qing Guang, you didn't seize the opportunity, idiot Qing Guang!"

"What did you say – Bastard Yamato!"

"Idiot Qing Guang!"

"Bastard Yamato!"

"You two – stop before you go too far!"

Seeing Jiazhou Qingguang and Yamato Moriyasu's Double Edged Blade quarreling and were about to fight, Red Heart finally couldn't help but grab the Double Edged Blade's collar with each hand.

Seeing Red Heart's half-smile, Double Edged Blade, who was very familiar with his character, immediately withered. He smiled embarrassedly and put down his hands that were grabbing each other's lapels, pretending to be obedient.

Red Heart, who had always been helpless against Double Edged Blade, could only helplessly sigh, shake his head, and put down the Double Edged Blade in his hand.

"Let's go, it's late, go back and rest."