Chapter 943: 2 people who landed

The wooden hallway floor made a creaking noise, and as he got closer to the elegant room in the backyard, Logan felt his blood boiled.

The cold wind blowing in the courtyard seemed to disappear in an instant. He could only hear his heart beating, and his mouth felt dry.

Ichiro Yamamoto opened the wooden sliding door of the room and turned to courteously: "Logan Sama, please come in."

Logan, who had been impatient for a long time, nodded politely, and walked in the door before the owner.

The brazier was lit in the room, and the warm air carried the sweet taste of citrus, but his eyes did not look at the calligraphy and painting on the wall or the gorgeous screen. Instead, he fell on his knees and gave a big gift. Woman body.

Yamamoto Aichi had already put on his **** vibrating sleeves at this time, his long black hair was coiled on the top of his head, fixed with seven or eight gold hairpins, and his white neck was exposed behind his head, which flashed in Logan's sight.

Vibrating sleeves are a type of kimono. Unlike the more everyday yukatas, vibrating sleeves are dresses worn on formal occasions.

It is divided into three types: large, medium and small, not only the size, but also the size of regulations.

Dazhenxiu is the most high-end dress for unmarried women, and must have five patterns. The so-called five patterns means that there are five family crests painted on the whole body of the vibrating sleeve.

In addition, after the whole body is worn up and down, it is a landscape or flower and bird painting. The sleeve length of the big sleeve is about 120cm. After wearing it, the bottom of the sleeve can reach the ankle. It is a more emotional style of kimono, which is also perfect. Huge canvas.

The patterns are generally made of Yuzen dyeing and tie-dyeing, combined with gold leaf and embroidery, and the decoration is very gorgeous. Among them, black is usually considered the most expensive vibrating sleeve.

Under the bright light, black flowers bloom on the light green tatami, and the golden patterns and jewelry are shining and dazzling.

Such a posture stunned Logan the hillbilly.

With such a dignified and elegant manner and a generous aura, is this the legendary Yamato Nadeshiko?

Yi Yi still lay on the ground and greeted: "Wolf Warrior Gui'an, concubine A Yi, there are many offenses during the day."

Logan didn't know how to answer. His former wife, Atsuko, was just the daughter of a farmer. He had never had these routines at home, and he didn't know.

So when he saw his sweetheart kneeling and bowing, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he knelt with a puff...

Yamamoto Ichiro coughed twice, turned his head and pretended not to see it, as if the footprints of sparrows in the snow in the yard attracted him.

In present-day Japan, only when a woman kneels to a man, the man is the head of the family. Women are kneeling at home whether they are serving food to the table or sliding the door into the house.

Foreigners are not familiar with customs and habits, it looks funny, let alone such a strong bearded man?

But this is good, it shows that Logan still fancy his sister very much. After getting married, let her blow the pillow wind and persuade Logan to become an official. Such a powerful samurai will definitely revitalize Yamamoto's family name.

"Sister, I have to go see if the matcha and snacks are ready, Master Logan will be received by you first." Ichiro smiled and nodded at his sister, making an excuse.

This snack? Let's eat again tomorrow morning.

"Hi, thanks for your hard work." Ah kept getting up to respond. She was slender and slender, so there was a lot of white space between the collar and neck, which made Logan's eyes unable to pull out.

Ichiro gave a wink, closed the door, and shut the two in the small room: "My Lord God will be here soon, so please be patient."

Ah Yi's face turned red, she tightened the sleeves of the kimono, pinched the embroidered crane wings in her hands, nodded slightly, and did not answer.

"???"

Logan, who was lying on the ground, was confused. The **** Lord was the presiding officer of the shrine, and he was usually the Onmyoji. Should he be a guest today?

But seeing Ah Yi raise his sleeves to cover the lower half of his face, and blinking at him with big eyes, he forgot the question again.

"Wolf......"

Ah Yi opened her lips lightly, and just as he uttered a syllable, it was interrupted by Logan scratching his head.

"Call me Logan, hehe..."

Ah nodded and reorganized the language. After returning home, the whole person also appeared generous and generous: "Master Logan, I am sorry for the abrupt concubine. I wonder if you have a wife?"

"Yes." Logan replied honestly. He went straight and had nothing to hide: "It's just that he died on the day Hiroshima was bombed."

Hearing this answer, Aichi's eyes showed sympathy, and she put down her arms in front of her, and the gorgeous kimono fabric made a rustle of rubbing.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It doesn't matter, I have joined the army once, and I have seen life and death, Hiroshima...that is a long time ago."

Logan waved his hand generously, indicating that it was okay.

"Oh? Is it the Confederate army? So, my father used to be a soldier, but he didn't come back from the battlefield." A Yi said about his own affairs, Guazi's face was slightly sad.

Logan's heart tightened. Could it be the enemy's daughter? He closed his breath secretly and asked tentatively: "Where is the battlefield?"

"Iwo Jima, did Master Logan participate in the battle?" Ah Yi put away his emotions and asked with a faint smile.

Logan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the boat he was on was sunk by a Japanese submarine on the way to Iwo Jima. Thanks for the sour torpedo!

"No, no, before that I'm...retired from the army."

He wanted to say that he was captured, but he felt disgraceful, so he changed the word.

"Oh, that's really a shame. I was young, so I just heard that Iwo Jima is extremely cruel, but the news is blocked in Japan. I just want to ask what the real situation is like."

Ah Yi explained his motives, and while talking, he began to rinse the tea bowl and prepare to make tea.

"Then your father died in the battle. I and him were still enemies ten years ago. Wouldn't you hate me?" Logan felt very strange about her relaxed attitude, and asked again like death.

A Yi smiled and shook his head, gently turning the bowl with Cha Xian.

"This is the destiny of a samurai. Life is like a cherry blossom. It was originally looking for the opportunity to bloom at that moment. The battlefield is where the strong win. I don't have any resentment. If you can survive, you are a stronger samurai. , Nothing more."

Logan thought about his abilities. If he is strong if he doesn't die, then he is really strong.

Don't talk about torpedoes, just ate a nuclear bomb and it was all right.

Anyway, it must be better than Captain America, but I don't know who is stronger than the death knell in the legend?

It's just that I have been in the army for so many years, and I have never seen such a man in the United States, probably made up to scare the enemy. Those people in the intelligence department are very dirty!

But thinking so in my heart, Logan has learned something in Japan for so many years, such as being polite.

"Where, it's just a fluke to survive."

But there was no fluke look on his face, it was all as it should be, and his expression seemed to be saying the opposite.

"Puff." A Yi chuckled, covering her mouth. She looked at Logan charmingly: "Then your lord, would you look down on the defeated general's daughter, which is the concubine?"

"How is it possible?! You are so nice, beautiful and generous, full of oriental elegance, and what's the matter." Logan searched his poor Japanese vocabulary in his mind.

A Yi breathed a sigh of relief. She rolled out the tea bowl, tidyed up her sleeves and sat down, looking at Logan earnestly: "The concubine and her younger brother's parents have died early and have to survive in the world. Now the concubine has a very unreasonable request. Please consider...please don't be angry, would you like to join Zuiyamamoto's house?"

"...Huh? What do you mean?" Logan didn't understand the word.

"Just to ask... would you like to marry me as the main room?" Although she had discussed with her brother a long time ago, she was still embarrassed to let her speak for herself.

After she finished speaking, she shyly covered her face, bit her lower lip tightly, turned her head to look at the tatami, and waited for Logan's reply.

Logan understood this time.

He was overjoyed at once. Although he met in the afternoon and got married in the evening, it was a bit faster to get married, but in this era, life is like the morning dew that Ah Yi said.

If you don't seize the time to do what you want to do, then life may suddenly pass.

Love, more importantly, must pay close attention to every minute.

"I do!"

Huh!

The door behind him opened immediately, and a group of servants walked in with their wedding gowns, dragged Logan and Yi to change their dresses. The Lord was already waiting in the main hall, and relatives who were a little closer also arrived. .

What an honor is it for a European and American to join the Yamamoto family?

The original preparations don't seem to be enough now, but it's too late to handle it. Only after the fact is more publicity, let the entire Hiroshima Prefecture know!

"Brother! Change your clothes now and come to the church, and the bridal chamber tonight!" Ichiro said graciously, dragging Logan's hand.

Logan wanted to say something, but he glanced at Ah in the gap in the crowd. She was also looking at him affectionately. He suddenly forgot everything. He was dragged away like a puppet and was at the mercy of others. went.

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"We haven't driven for a long time, but the distance is a bit short."

At the same time, Su Ming and Jinjiu landed on the shallows of Nagasaki, not far from the original naval prison. Anyway, let's follow the clues that may be correct.

After landing, the gin seemed to be a little unhappy. She liked the feeling of sitting on the projectile and drinking, but it was a pity that her flying horse was killed by Hela.

The animal's soul is not in Hela's control. Now Su Ming asks Hela for it, and he won't come back.

"Next time, I probably have some ideas~www.NovelMTL.com~ next time I will take you to another universe for a drive." Su Ming calmed down a few words, and quickly returned his attention to the task: " Now our appearance is too conspicuous, let's disguise it first."

"What do you want?" Gin began to prepare for illusion, which is her housekeeping skill.

"You become a petite woman, with withered hair, gray skin, short height, poor teeth, ringed legs, weak lead poisoning, and it's better to show a little night blindness..."

Su Ming talked about a very ordinary Japanese woman in this era. There is no East Asian sorcery in this era.

"Snapped!"

Gin slapped his arm angrily, frowned and pouted in protest. He didn't mean to use illusion at all.

"What's wrong? Your illusion skills should be fine, let's do it." Su Ming touched the magic floating cloak, and the cloak responded to him. There is no magic restriction around it, and the energy can flow normally.

Gin looked at him suspiciously, as if wondering if he was joking: "Big villain, you actually let me, the Valkyrie of Asgard, become a mother goblin?! Seriously?"