Chapter 122: Can a passionate swordsman still swing a sharp blade in his hand?
On July 12th, filming started again.
Considering Basaka's current condition, he couldn't get involved in anything on the set, so Emiya asked Basaka to follow him first and just stay aside and watch.
Therefore, a strange combination appeared on the set.
Emiya crossed his hands and held his chin, sitting in front of the monitor, carefully watching the transmitted footage. On his right, a burly giant as tall as an iron tower stood quietly there, overwhelming people with his momentum alone.
Can't breathe.
Anyone who came to Emiya to report on their work would subconsciously lower their voices, for fear of accidentally disturbing this giant who could kill someone with one fist.
"Supervisor...the filming of the exterior scenes here has been completed...next..."
The staff member's voice became lower and lower because he found that Basaka seemed to be staring at him.
"Oh, then it's the turn for interior shooting." Emiya nodded: "You go over first and let others prepare."
As if he had been granted amnesty, the staff quickly bowed and then turned around and left quickly.
Emiya sighed and looked at Basaka next to him.
As expected, Basaka noticed it quickly and quickly responded with a confused look.
"It would be nice if Basaka you could smile more, at least it wouldn't make people feel so scared." Emiya knew that Basaka couldn't understand what he said, but he still said to himself.
"Pfft~"
"Rin, why are you laughing?"
"Sorry, sorry." Rin Tosaka waved his hand with a smile on his face: "I still can't imagine... what Basaka would look like when he smiles."
Emiya glanced at Basaka's face again.
"As for the crazy level...well...it's really hard to imagine..."
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In order to maintain the continuity of the shooting to a certain extent, Emiya decided to start shooting the interior scenes first, as long as the main shooting location remained unchanged.
The plot follows Yukidaiba's coma, and Himura Kenshin takes him back to the hotel where he lives - Koogiya.
Originally, Kenshin wanted the boss's wife to give Yukiyoba a separate room, but the boss just flatly refused.
"It's full now and there are no vacancies at all. This is not a hotel for men and women to have a tryst. Take her to your own room."
After that, the landlady left the place on the pretext of preparing hot water and a change of clothes.
Kenshin had no choice but to take Yukiyoba to his room.
"It feels like the whole world is sending assists to Kenshin."
When some crew members saw this, they couldn't help but sigh.
The companion next to him nodded and sighed: "Yes, if there were so many assists to help me, I wouldn't be single now."
"Eh~~"
"What's your tone?!"
"A tone of approval."
That evening.
Himura Kenshin had a dream.
He dreamed that he raised the long knife in his hand, pointed it at the strange woman lying on the bed, and stabbed suddenly, the moment the tip of the knife came close to her white neck.
wake up.
Himura Kenshin, who fell asleep with his sword in his arms, woke up in a cold sweat.
As someone who wields a sword for the happiness of all people in the world, he should not aim his sword at an ordinary person like a strange woman.
Kenshin didn't quite understand what this dream meant, but he subconsciously looked at the bed next to him.
There, the quilt had been folded and put aside, but the strange woman had disappeared into the house.
The identity of the strange woman is still unknown, and since he brought her to the stronghold of the Choshu feudal reformers, he must be responsible for all her actions.
Kenshin stood up decisively and began to search for the strange woman from room to room.
When walking down the stairs, I happened to bump into the strange woman wearing the light purple kimono that the landlady had changed into, carrying breakfast and heading towards the Qingsong Hall.
Kenshin immediately stopped her.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Xuedaba turned around and nodded: "I'm sorry, I was drunk last night."
"Um?"
"When I was drunk... I caused you trouble."
Xuedaba's voice was gentle, but there was no expression change on her face, making it impossible to guess what this woman was thinking.
After bowing slightly, she turned and left.
It took a second or two for Kenshin to react.
"Your name is?"
"My name is Ba, Xuedaba."
Looking at Yukidaiba's leaving figure, a trace of confusion flashed across Kenshin's face.
"Drunk?"
A woman was drinking alone on a rainy night, and after being brought back to the hotel by a strange man like herself, she was able to calmly do the job that a store clerk should do.
This kind of thing seems weird when you look at it, right?
Just as the boss lady once asked.
"After your Choshu clan kills people, will they become women?"
At breakfast.
Xuedaba's arrival immediately aroused discussion among others.
Iizuka sat next to Kenshin and teased: "I heard that you brought that woman back to Himura, right? Where did you pick it up? Haha, she is still a beauty..."
No matter what Iizuka asked, Kenshin just concentrated on eating his breakfast without paying any attention to it.
Iizuka didn't care at all and continued to make dirty jokes.
"So...how does it taste?"
"Um?"
Iizuka has been observing the changes in Kenshin's expression.
For a top swordsman like 'Batōsai', the biggest enemy is not a highly skilled opponent, but a woman.
Women will make the originally sharp blade become duller and duller until it completely loses its edge.
Can a swordsman who is moved by emotion still wield the sharp blade in his hand without any worries?
Iizuka smiled slightly, as if he had seen the future of Himura Kenshin, and picked up a cherry and chewed it in his mouth, hiding his true thoughts.
Haha, but that’s it, let’s add more fire.
"I heard from the landlady that she spent the night in your room yesterday, right?"
At this moment, Himura Kenshin picked up the long sword and slammed the ground with the scabbard.
The collision sound caused Iizuka's expression to change suddenly, and he even swallowed the core of the cherry.
The room suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the chirping of insects and birds outside the window seemed to have stopped.
Everyone, including Xuedaba, looked at the young man sitting on the edge of the corner with different expressions.
Although this crimson-haired boy is usually taciturn and friendly to others, they have never forgotten how ruthless and ruthless the boy was when he raised the knife, and the cold and biting killing intent was like falling into a dark hell.
.
The executioner draws his sword.
This should be his real name.
Himura Kenshin ignored the scene he had caused, stood up with his sword in hand, and walked towards the corridor outside the door.
After realizing that Kenshin seemed to be dissatisfied simply because of what he said just now, Iizuka breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Kenshin's back, and said a few words pretending to be calm.
"Don't be scary! You'll make me swallow all the core."
"Boring guy..."
Chapter completed!