Chapter 504 - 174: The Kidnapped Sazanoko, Sazanoko’s Chastity Crisis [7600]_2

Chapter 504: Chapter 174: The Kidnapped Sazanoko, Sazanoko’s Chastity Crisis [7600]_2

"I just finished teaching Princess Date of the Uwajima Domain and was about to head home."

Sazanoko had mentioned to the female disciples at the dojo that she had a side job as a tutor for Princess Date.

Nakamura Tsuki’s eyes suddenly lit up at this moment.

"Miss Sazanoko, since we are so destined to meet here today, why don’t you join me for some delicious food?"

"Delicious food?" Sazanoko blinked a few times and cast a puzzled look at Nakamura Tsuki.

"I know a tea house whose wagashi is incredibly tasty! I’m a regular at that shop, and I’m actually headed there now to enjoy their wagashi!"

Increasingly excited, Nakamura Tsuki tightened her grip on Sazanoko, who felt a bit breathless from the embrace.

"Miss Sazanoko, do you have some free time now? Come with me to that tea house to try their wagashi! I can guarantee the taste won’t let you down!"

Wagashi...

Faced with Nakamura Tsuki’s sudden invitation, a hint of hesitation appeared in Sazanoko’s beautiful eyes.

The first emotion that arose from Sazanoko’s heart was resistance.

Having taught Princess Date for half a day, she just wanted to return quickly to the Little Chiba Sword Dojo to rest a bit, and wasn’t in any mood for wagashi...

Nakamura Tsuki, keenly perceiving Sazanoko’s thoughts from her expression, hurriedly shook Sazanoko lightly while speaking in a pleading tone:

"Miss Sazanoko, that tea house isn’t far from here. Just come with me!"

Nakamura Tsuki’s face was filled with the hope of spending time with her most respected and admired Miss Sazanoko.

Under the gaze of Nakamura Tsuki’s longing eyes, Sazanoko’s hesitation intensified.

She pressed her red lips together, pondering for a moment—

"...Okay."

Ultimately, unable to resist the longing gaze from Nakamura Tsuki, Sazanoko gave a reluctant smile to the girl in front of her.

"Then I’ll give these wagashi you praise so highly a try to see how delicious they truly are."

"If the taste doesn’t satisfy me, then next time you come to the dojo to learn, I’ll double your training!"

As soon as Sazanoko’s half-joking words fell, Nakamura Tsuki’s charming face was instantly filled with a cheerful smile so bright her eyes turned into slits.

"I’ll have to ask the tea house owner to bring out his best creations~~!"

Nakamura Tsuki finally let go of the figure that countless men in Edo dreamed about day and night and walked shoulder to shoulder with Sazanoko toward the tea house, becoming a regular due to their incredibly delicious wagashi.

"Miss Sazanoko, I recently found a fantastic gofuku shop! The gofuku they sell is so beautiful..."

The cheerful girl chatted away, sharing her recent discoveries with her admired companion.

Sazanoko listened intently, occasionally chiming in.

Just then, a sudden commotion ahead caused Nakamura Tsuki to fall silent.

"What’s going on?" Nakamura Tsuki craned her neck to look forward, "Why is it so noisy? Has something happened?"

The sudden noise ahead also drew Sazanoko’s attention.

In less than three breaths, the confusion about "what’s happened" was resolved.

A group of people, hard to ignore, approached them.

This group appeared to be an official escort team.

Three disheveled, dirt-covered men had their hands bound with twine, and to prevent their escape, their bodies were tied together with another rope.

Two young samurai walked at the front and back of these men, escorting them from both ends.

The samurai at the rear was tall and burly, with tiger-like shoulders and bear-like waist, and had some blood stains on his chest and other parts of his clothing.

As for the samurai at the front...

"Whoa!" Nakamura Tsuki’s face turned pale, "Why so much blood..."

The samurai at the rear only had blood splattered on parts of his chest and clothing.

On the other hand, the samurai leading the group... his clothes looked like they’d been soaked in a pool of blood!

His chest, waist, lower garment... in short, his clothes were dyed a bizarre color from the copious blood splashed onto them. Areas not stained by blood were sparse. One could smell the blood wafting from him even from afar.

The commotion that Sazanoko and Nakamura Tsuki had just heard originated from this blood-drenched young samurai.

The surrounding pedestrians, upon seeing this samurai’s blood-splattered appearance, couldn’t help but cry out in fear, hurrying to the sides of the street to make way.

Seeing this blood-covered young samurai, Sazanoko immediately paused.

Unlike the surrounding pedestrians.

Sazanoko’s reaction wasn’t due to the shock of his appearance.

"Tachibana... dear...?"

Sazanoko blinked lightly a few times, casting a surprised look at the "blood-soaked samurai."

"Huh? Miss Sazanoko?"