I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

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Kii area, Kii clan, Okawa town.

It has been rainy and cloudy since 5 days ago.

And now, the rainy weather that lasted for many days is finally over.

In the early morning, the sky was gray and dark, with raindrops constantly floating. As it approached noon, the tangled clouds finally gradually dispersed.

In the gap vacated by the clouds, the azure blue like the clear sea was revealed again. The long-lost morning sun gently shone on every house in Dahe Town.

The grasses and green trees nearby, and the hillsides and fields in the distance were all shining wetly.

Although there is still a lot of water on the road. The road has also become muddy due to standing water. But it's not like there was almost nowhere to stay as it was a while earlier, so the townspeople of Okawa Town have less pain to walk when they go out.

Okawa Town is just an ordinary town in the Kii Clan.

Ordinary towns and towns similar to this one do not know where they are all over Japan.

Willow House—Although it bears such a literary name, it is actually just an ordinary bathhouse.

Yanagiya is the same as this Okawa town-it exudes an aura called "normal", and it is also an ordinary bathhouse similar to this one, which is uncommon throughout Japan.

It's just after noon, and the daytime is the worst time for business in the bathhouse. There are no customers in Yanagiya. The shopkeeper sitting at the counter is also boredly admiring the Ukiyoe that he has secretly bought recently without his wife.

The owner recently became fascinated by the Ukiyo-e painted by a painter named Kinraku.

And the Ukiyo-e he is looking at now is also a painting by Jinle.

Every painter has his own subject matter that he is good at but not good at.

The subject that Jinle is best at...it is "beauty painting" to describe it with more elegant words, and it is "spring painting" with easy-to-understand words to describe it.

The human body painted by Jinle is the best among so many human body paintings the owner has ever seen in his life.

Just a few simple strokes can outline the richness of the flesh.

After just a few glances at Jinle's paintings, Jinle is completely obsessed with Jinle's paintings and cannot extricate himself from it.

Until now, the store manager has secretly collected several pieces of Jinle's works-this is because the store manager has connections to buy.

High-level painters—especially painters like Kinraku who specialize in painting beauties, whose works are always best-sellers.

Jinle's works have always been priceless and extremely difficult to buy.

If it wasn't because of the relevant contacts, the store manager would really not be able to buy the paintings of Kinle.

Because if my wife knew that he had paid so much money to buy this kind of beauty painting, it would definitely be a disaster, so the store manager had always been hiding from his wife and secretly using the money from his private house to collect Jinle paintings.

Just as the store manager admired the newly purchased painting of Kinraku, when he was looking hot, he suddenly heard the sound of the door of the bathhouse being opened in front of him.

The store manager hurriedly put away the painting in his hand, and then looked up at the entrance of the bathhouse.

After casting his gaze at the gate of the bathhouse, the store manager's face immediately appeared astonished.

The guests who opened the gate of the bathhouse and appeared at the gate of the bathhouse were three samurai.

The head of the three samurai wore a pair of very rare Nanban glasses.

Standing on the left side of this "spectacles warrior" is an extremely tall and strong man, carrying a big sword.

The samurai standing on the right side of this "spectacles samurai" is relatively ordinary. There is nothing worth noting. Although his figure is considered to be tall, compared with the samurai who carried the big sword, his figure is only It's pretty ordinary.

Although the appearance of these three people has their own characteristics, they have one thing in common.

That is-they are all dirty and muddy, and they look like they have been walking in the wild for a long time and haven't taken a bath for a long time.

After entering the bathhouse, the three samurai went straight to the store manager.

Before the store manager had time to ask the three samurai anything, the headed one wore glasses and said directly to him:

"Go tell Zhang San-the people from the gourd house are here."

Hearing these words from the Spectacle Samurai, the store manager's pupils shrank slightly uncontrollably.

Who is Jozo, of course the store manager knows-it is the head of Yakuza who is entrenched in their Dahe Town.

And the store manager, he is also one of the many cadres under Zhang San's command.

This Yanagiya is also one of the many shops owned by Zhangsan.

The store manager is the cadre responsible for managing this bathhouse for Zhang San.

Although I don't know what "Gourd House" is, the store manager has heard of this name.

A long time ago, the store manager heard Zhang San himself said-if someone said he was from the gourd house, he should immediately report it.

Therefore, even though I wondered who the three samurai in front of me were, the store manager who remembered Zhang San’s advice still didn’t dare to stand up slowly, and said "I'll go and go back", and hurried from the counter He stepped out from behind and rushed out of the bathhouse.

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After the manager who watched this bathhouse rushed out, Ogata turned his head and looked around.

The surrounding air was filled with the rich vapor of the bathhouse.

While visiting this bathhouse, Ogata asked Mamiya next to him:

"Who is Zhang San?"

"The local Yakuza leader." Mamiya replied, "The power is not small, but he is a good person. Although it is a Yakuza, but because he is righteous and does not oppress the common people, he also helps some people from time to time. The people here are very much loved by the people here."

"Ren Xia worthy of the name, right?"

"Because our lord is kind to him, so as long as the people in the gourd house ask for help, he will do his best to help."

"In fact, he has indeed provided us with a lot of help, and is one of our few allies."

As soon as Mamiya's introduction was finished, the manager of this willow house returned.

He did not come back alone, he was also followed by a small but very strong middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows after seeing Mamiya and Maki Village.

"It turned out to be Lord Mamiya and Lord Makimura."

"Do you need any help from us?"

The middle-aged man said so directly and without euphemism.

"Please help prepare clothes suitable for the three of us." Mamiya also unceremoniously stated his needs directly, "and help us prepare three horses that can be ridden. And dry food that can be eaten on the road."

"And—please provide us with a place to take a bath."

After remembering the requests made by Mamiya one by one, the middle-aged man nodded gently.

"I understand, I will go to prepare immediately."

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Now is the worst time for business in the bathhouse of the day.

So the middle-aged man directly contracted the entire Yanagiya for the three of Ogata to take a bath.

The layout of the willow house is the same as most bathhouses-a two-story structure.

The first floor is a place to pick up guests, take a shower, and take a bath.

The second floor is for guests to rest and entertain after bathing.

The structure of the first floor is also very ordinary-the place to wash the body and the bath is independent of each other.

After washing your body in a large room, you can take a bath.

Because Makimura takes off clothes more slowly, Ogata and Mamiya first step into the washing room.

After pouring hot water at the right temperature on his body, Ogata instantly felt alive.

He almost forgot when he last took a hot bath.

"This Zhang San's power is really big."

While washing his body, Ogata chatted casually to Mamiya next to him.

"As a Yakuza, can he even get a horse?"

Horses were extremely precious resources in ancient times, especially in ancient Japan.

It is really hard for Ogata to imagine that a Yakuza can get expensive horses, and they are still three.

"Did I just say that? Zhang San's power is not small." Mamiya answered, "He has a very close connection with the government, and it is precisely this level of contact with the government that has brought horses to this level. Things are not difficult for him."

The conversation between the two had just ended, and Mucun, who had already taken off his clothes and was already naked, just strode into the washing room.

"You are really slow..." Mamiya cast a helpless look at Makimura.

"No way." Makimura shrugged, "You also know, because of the stuff behind me, I rarely come to the bathhouse, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances at the structure and layout of the bathhouse when I was undressing, and it was delayed. Time to undress."

After all, Makimura walked slowly to Ogata's side and sat next to Makimura.

As soon as Makimura sat down beside Ogata, a faint sour smell penetrated Ogata's nostrils.

Just when he smiled bitterly on the front side, he turned his head to look at the pastoral village beside him, and when he wanted to complain about the pastoral village now resembling a smelly salted fish, Ogata's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Mucun...your back...?"

"Oh, this." Mucun scratched his back calmly. "It was tattooed with a friend of mine a long time ago."

Speaking of this, Mu Cun paused.

Then he turned his head, and showed a bitter smile with helplessness towards Ogata.

"Does my tattoo scare you?"

"No..." Ogata looked up and down at the tattoo on the back of Makimura several times. "Actually, he looks handsome...Akaryu..."

There is a large tattoo on the back of Makura.

This large tattoo almost covered the entire back of the pastoral village.

Unlike ordinary Yakuza, which had a lot of messy tattoos on her body, Mucun had only one tattoo on her back.

Or it is a kind of creature-dragon.

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The red dragon.

The black lines are strong and powerful, and outline the figure of this red dragon.

Bright red like blood covers the whole body of this dragon.

Chilong was lying and hovering on the back of Mucun, the dragon head raised up, aimed at Mucun's right shoulder, and opened his mouth in the blood basin.

This dragon head lifted up, flared its claws, and roared at the sky, as if it was about to fly out of the right shoulder of the pastoral village at any time, leaping into the sky and transforming into a real dragon.

Although Ogata doesn't have much research on tattoos, Ogata has seen many people with tattoos in his past and present lives.

But none of the tattoos on these people can compare with the tattoos on Mucun.

The people with tattoos that Ogata had seen before, to put it ugly, those tattoos on their bodies have always been full of a sense of cheapness.

The main reason is that the tattoo artist responsible for tattooing them is too poor.

Even people like Ogata who have no knowledge or research in tattoos and painting can see that the person who tattooed this red dragon on the back of Makimura must have extremely good skills.

The red dragon on the back of the pastoral village can no longer be described as lifelike, it is really like a real dragon hovering on his back.

However, it seems that Mucun only has tattoos on his back, and the rest of his body is completely clean.

After seeing enough of the red dragon behind Makimura, Ogata couldn't help but ask Makimura:

"Makimura...were you Yakuza before...?"

"Yakuza..." Makimura smiled, "Is that so..."

"Why did you samurai become a Yakuza...?" Ogata couldn't help being curious about Makimura's past.

Hearing Ogata's question, Makimura raised his eyebrows and cast a weird look at Ogata.

"Brother Ogata, you seem to be doing something wrong... Although this is also to blame for me and Mamiya, the two of us have never told you about this."

"I am not a samurai."

"I am not the same as you and Mamiya. I am not actually a samurai. I used to be an ordinary person living in Kyoto."

"Huh?" Ogata's pupils shrank slightly in surprise, "Makimura, you didn't come from a samurai?"

"Yeah." Mamiya nodded, "Makimura is the only commoner from all the members of our gourd house."

"Do you think I look like a samurai?" Makimura also asked Ogata in a half-joking tone.

Hearing this rhetorical question from Makimura, Ogata immediately paused, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

Because now I think about it carefully-Ogata found that Makimura is indeed not a samurai from head to toe.

He didn't comb his hair in the bun like he and Mamiya did, only combed one of his long hair behind his head, tied it up with a string and dragged it behind him.

He didn't wear a sword or a side guard at his waist, but only carried a big sword.

No matter how he speaks or his demeanor, he also has the kind of brutality unique to the villagers in the stock market.

There is no school from which school, the sword technique used is my own self-created "I flow sword technique".

"I'm from Kyoto, and my parents are ordinary carpenters."

"When I was 12 years old, my parents and family members died of an epidemic."

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"After becoming an orphan, I wandered in Kyoto."

"In all kinds of coincidences, I started to live together with a fellow orphan."

"That person has also become my brother-like existence."

"He and I are both talented in swordsmanship. Together with him, I have created our own swordsmanship."

"With this bravery, I slowly gained fame together with him in Kyoto, and became a famous pair of Yakuza in Kyoto."

"Later, due to various coincidences, the bravery of my brother and I was admired by a prominent figure in Kyoto."

"The big man intends to recruit us. And the conditions he gave us are very interesting."

"Not only will he use his contacts and rights to help us tamper with our household registration, changing our household registration from civilians to samurai. He also promised us-as long as we accept the recruitment, let us be the power of Kyoto."