EXTRA CONTENT:BONUS CHAPTER NOROI POV.MATA AIMASHOU NE/LET US MEET AGAIN

NOROI
END OF OKIRO/WAKE UP POV.

There seems to be no end to them,to all of this.
Over and over I watch the same groups of Shinsengumi and over again do I slay them,watch there blood coat my armor,my sword that seems to be singing to me with venom and to be honest I agree with it.

It seems like a lifetime ago that I chose to fight for the restoration,I truly believed that if I was to be a curse to this nation ,to everyone else. It would be worth it, if my Father and my Mother would be honored by the act of serving for a cause they were murdered for,what my brother to be didn't get a chance to do either.
I also relish the moment for this to happen again,I hate that each time though it begins with so much fear she can not even look at me,I suppose a mask of death does not really help her to be at ease but I have no option at first.

Every time I let loose the mask it makes a bad ending a worse one for all concerned.

I watch her now,Itoshi-Hito,her form is tight and scared as the villagers run around and on each other,saving them in full view of the Shinsengumi lead to more than half of them being killed so I have to secretly take the throats of the Shinsengumi one by one.Keeping my horse at a distance away from them.
She is braver than the times before,she evades quickly even falling down she rises fast,I smile at her speed and resilience more than ever.

That smile soon fades as something different happens than the other times,there are a small group of Shinsengumi that have never been here before hiding in the forest,trying to run away from there duty to there own fellows,a shame i could not bear.
Foe or not,I respect them and their belief to a cause they believe just.

I follow them to find them staring at her hard,my Itoshi-Hito catches sight of them and not noticing me behind a tree watching as they laugh at her.
She struggles to fix her short robe but finds herself unable to make them stop looking at what can only be married to view or paid for.

I want to rip them apart right now,her eyes are afraid and confused,she told me she had always admired the Shinsengumi warriors,that she had read they were men of valor as well as those on the side of the restoration.
Me.
That alone sold me to her heart for all time,even more of her heart led me to remain hers.

Now though,I can not stand this sight anymore.

I use the tree limb to leap to there left side right as they near enough to her to so much as blow air towards her hair and I slash the knee off the first filth.
He cries out,the others see me and attempt to flee as they recall my mask and my reputation having proceeded me.

I have no desire to let them flee.

My sword knows my mind,I swing and it satisfactorily goes where I bid it when I do a low twist rising upwards,slicing off the arm of the other while the third gets his throat cut by the end of that swing.Lastly I kick in the jaw of the first filth and admittedly enjoy watching them all gawk at my violence.
Kneeling down I whisper to the first filth before they all fall down to what I hope is a forever death.

"Was it worth it?Being a dog?I would sooner have let her be slain by a sword of an enemy than be even so much as looked on by you.I have seen her slain so many times and that was far less awful than by the hand of snakes as you and wicked women like the other who slew her.At least the sword of an enemy had no malice,no hate.Just war.She said so herself,I can hardly bear any of those endings."

I turn around after there passings on and see her on the ground looking up at me,I want to with all of what's left of my heart to just raise her to me chest and leave here.
No more fighting in this war,no more watching her die by the hand of the king of the snakes I hate,no more of watching her seeing children she had by him die and her spirit dying even more brutally than how they died.
I just want to hold her again.

She looks almost terrified as she looks at me,she clamps her ears shut as she stares at my sword but her eyes never leave mine.

This kills me,the need to hold and comfort her like i want to but the feeling I have for her has not wanted,nor the moment she lays her eyes on mine changed since the first time.

Her eyes are purely alight,scared yes but on my eyes it is like she can not look at much else.
She always said so.

"Eyes that make me melt,smile that makes me iron in the field and a rain shower of giddy in private.My home that is not of walls or paint or needing repair.Mine,that I suppose is what you are and if not let me die then."
The first words of our vows she spoke to me.
The last ones every time she chooses me.

"Enemy or not,evil is evil.Run."