"Sorry...you guys can go have dinner...I won't go...just buy me some food when you come back..." Amachi, who was lying on the bed, said to Ogata in a weak tone.

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At this moment, Ogata and others were in a rather grand hotel.

According to Ogata's estimation, it should be around 19:00 at night.

The group of them hadn't had dinner yet, and their original plan was to find a hotel where they could stay and then have something to eat.

But judging from the current situation, their plan needs to make some small changes.

Even though he had left the sea and landed on land for quite some time, Omachi's symptoms of seasickness still remained.

Still feeling a little uncomfortable, she didn't have the energy or mood to go out to eat anymore, and just wanted to lie down and rest.

Not only Amachi was like this, but Rin was also like this. Still feeling a little dizzy and nauseous, Rin just wanted to lie down and rest in the hotel.

Seeing that neither of them had the energy to go out again, Ogata and others could only let the two of them stay in the hotel to rest, while the men like them went out to eat something casually first, and then brought some food back to Atachi and Lin.

"Then I'll go and come back." Ogata said to Amachi who was lying on the quilt, "You should sleep for a while first."

"Hmm...well...why do I still feel so sick after being on land for so long..."

"You should have a good sleep first. After one night's sleep, you should be better tomorrow."

"I know... you go quickly..."

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

"...something sweet."

"Yeah. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Ogata picked up the Daishiten placed on the tatami beside him and walked out of the room.

A similar scene was playing out in the next room.

The room next door is Lin's room.

At this moment, there were only two people in Lin's room - Lin herself and Mamiya.

Mamiya was kneeling next to Lin's quilt at this time, and said sternly to Lin who was lying on the quilt with her eyes closed:

"Master, we'll be back as soon as we go. Is there anything you want to eat?"

"...something cold."

"I know, we'll be back soon."

After saying that, Mamiya picked up his saber, stood up, and walked out of the room.

However - when Mamiya was only about 2 steps away from the door, he was suddenly stopped by Lin.

"...Kuro."

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lin calling him, Mamiya stopped and turned to look at Lin behind him.

Lin, who still looked unhappy, raised her hand to touch her face.

"...Is this disguise on your face...reliable? Can it prevent those in your family from recognizing you?"

Hearing Lin's question, Mamiya pursed her lips.

After raising his hand and touching his face, Mamiya said softly:

"...it has been four years since I left my family and joined Calabash House."

"After such a long time, my appearance has changed a lot compared to before."

"Plus, with my face blackened like this, those in my family shouldn't be able to recognize me."

Having said this, Mamiya paused for a moment, seemingly sorting out his words.

After a long pause, Mamiya continued with a somewhat joking tone:

"Besides, my lord, you also know that our family has never been popular with Edo people."

"Because they are not popular, the people in my family have always lived in seclusion, so the probability of me meeting them on the road is quite low."

"Compared with meeting people in my family, the chance of being recognized by officials as 'Ryuuang Hachiman' Kurō Mamiya is greater."

Lin slightly opened her half-opened eyes.

After just looking at Kuro for a while—

"...Kuro. Have you ever thought about returning to your family?"

"I never thought about it." Mamiya said without hesitation in a firm tone, "I already... don't want to work for the Tokugawa Shogunate anymore."

Hearing Mamiya's answer, a faint smile appeared on Lin's face.

After closing her half-opened eyes tightly again, Lin continued:

"Remember to come back early and don't buy that kind of hot food."

"Yes." Mamiya smiled, "We'll come back as soon as we go."

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…

The only people who went out to eat were men like Ogata.

After standing at the door of the hotel for a long time, Mamiya finally arrived belatedly.

"Sorry, everyone." Mamiya smiled, "I kept you waiting for so long."

"It didn't take long." Ogata smiled, "Let's go, let's go find some restaurant with a good smell."

The group of people walked together towards the downtown area not far from here.

While heading towards the downtown at a moderate speed, Ogata raised his finger and pointed at his eyes, and asked Mamiya beside him:

"Mamiya, can you really move around normally without wearing glasses?"

Mamiya does not have a human skin mask that can be used as a facial disguise like Ogata.

So the disguise he made was quite simple and crude - taking off his glasses, and then smearing his face, hair, and clothes with mud to make them dirty.

From the outside, he looks like a dirty, down-and-out ronin that no one would take a second look at.

"My eyesight is indeed not as good as that of ordinary people, but it is not so bad that I can't do anything after taking off my glasses. So whether I wear glasses or not, it will not affect my movements."

"Actually, all you need to do is wipe your face dirty, right?" Shimada took over, "Is it necessary to take off your glasses?"

"Shimada, don't you understand this?"

A strange smile appeared on Mamiya's face.

"The most distinctive feature of the portrait on my wanted poster drawn by the shogunate is that I am wearing a pair of glasses."

"In fact, many officials in the shogunate relied on my glasses to recognize me as Kuro Mamiya."

"So as long as he takes off his glasses, it is equivalent to taking away this biggest feature. The officials of the shogunate will not be able to easily recognize him as 'Rukou Hachiman' Kurō Mamiya."

"Hey! Bastard! What's that look in your eyes?!"

As soon as Mamiya finished speaking, a loud shout from not far away suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Ogata is taller than most people of this era, so he can see what is going on just by turning his head.

"Ogata-sama! What happened over there?" Shimada, who was only 1.57 meters tall, could not see what was happening at the place where the sound originated because of his field of vision, so he could only ask Ogata.

"It's nothing." Ogata said softly, "It's just a 'sheath'."

The katana is known as the soul of samurai. In the eyes of most samurai, the sword on their waist is something more important than their lives.

So there will always be murders involving knives.

Samurai all wear swords on their left waists. When walking on narrow streets, when passing by others, they will inevitably bump into other people's swords, or others will touch their own swords.

Some people with hot tempers and some brain problems may start a fight on the grounds of "you touched my knife, you soiled my knife."

Over time, the term "shoto" was born during the Edo period.

As time goes by, the meaning of "sheandang" has expanded.

Now, sheandang can be used to describe: quarrels over trivial matters and jealousy between men.

The person who shouted just now was a middle-aged warrior with a rather rough appearance and a rather slovenly appearance.

This "rugged samurai" was glaring at a young samurai with a neatly shaved Tsukiyo head in front of him.

The loud shout of the "Rugged Samurai" not only attracted the attention of Ogata and others, but also the attention of the people around him.

Those passers-by who happened to be standing around the "Rugged Samurai" and "Tsukiyo-tou Samurai" hurriedly stepped aside to make a space where only these two samurai could stand, and then looked at these two with either fear or excitement.

A warrior.

After the "Rugged Samurai" roared, the "Tsukiyo Tou Samurai" frowned slightly:

"I've already said it - you're just too worried. I didn't even look at you just now."

"Stop sophistry!" The rough warrior's voice was so loud that Ogata, who was not far away, felt some eardrum pain. "You were clearly looking at me with disdain just now!"
To be continued...