Zuocun, what is left?

On the bank of the river in Rensheng Village, under the cherry blossom trees that were not yet in full bloom, Zuo Cun hugged his lover who was wearing white clothes and cried loudly.

Is this why you collect California Clear Lights?

Don't understand.

I really don't understand.

Such feelings.

He has seen Zuo Cun's life and still can't understand such feelings.

But even if he didn't understand Kotomine Kirei, he couldn't help but tremble.

Samura, who had lost everything, picked up the sword again and went to Ezo under the invitation of a letter.

The last leader of the wolf pups, Hijikata Toshizo, also died under his sword.

He really had nothing left.

He lived in seclusion in Mibu Village and became a university professor at the invitation of Saito Kazuichi.

All of this is no longer attractive to Kotomine Kirei.

He just stood next to Saito Kazuo who was sitting on the ground at the end, looking at the back of the eagle with broken wings who was toasting to the sky.

——Leap down.

Then, he opened his eyes.

What I saw was the ceiling of the hotel.

He sat up and clenched his fists.

This is true.

Incomparable.

It’s puzzling.

The corners of the priest's mouth, which is not human inside, slightly raised, but he was still suppressing it.
Chapter completed!