We embarked on a journey back to Suruga. It has been two years since that typhoon. Although there are many typhoons every year, there are few that one that is so big. I stepped on the land on the return journey and felt more and more burdened. There are still traces of your typhoon left by the lake in Sanhe River these days.&1t;/p>

"Don't worry, your parents, Yoshito, have their own heavenly direction." Numada comforted me. "I know, I would not believe this before the facts were born." I replied faintly. After passing by Hamamai Lake, a man told me about the situation. "That year, the Lord of the God of Heaven was blown away. It rained twenty-one times in the nearby fishing village. Most of them spent their lives in damaged houses. Some people refused to give up their homes and died of hunger and disease. Those who gave up their homes still have no place to live."&1t;/p>

I was silent along the way, and even Yuzi and Yan who were beside me stopped playing and quietly made me think. Soon we came to the small fishing village next to Gaotianshen, Shaojin Fishing Village, but this place could no longer be called a fishing village. There were the thatchs blown by the wind, and fragments were spreading on the beach. I ran quickly to the house where I was born with my memory. But I saw the broken scene here. With a ray of sea breeze and the turbid air, all my high-rise buildings collapsed at this moment. "How could it be" I murmured.&1t;/p>

Ito patted my shoulder, don't be alone, look for anything. I flipped through my childhood things randomly. As the years passed, the dilapidated house without roofs had a messy smell. "Cough cough" I found a book for rain. Because of the long soaking, the oil paper was blurred, but the internal envelope was much dry, but the words still revealed blur.&1t;/p>

"Yasabaru, I'm sorry, father, I have to make such a decision. Your mother and I are in heavy rain now, because the roof fell and hit your mother when the typhoon came. I decided to just wait for her to go over the typhoon. At first we were full of hope, but then we didn't have any confidence. But we heard your teacher say that you performed very well, so I was not worried.&1t;/p>

This book was written in the place where you played in childhood. Although you only took it away for more than a year after you were together, we are still very pleased with the achievements you achieved in your teacher's letter. Your mother and I hope you will grow up and become an excellent person, and we do not want to be like your father, because of the relationship between the fertile family of Bei6卡市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市市�

Finally, because of my relationship, the Katsuyama family in Bei6 hopes that you will not deal with too much, but one day you won’t be too difficult for them. After all, everyone is in the same lineage. As a martial arts family, I should write something, but because your father didn’t study hard when he was young, I couldn’t write it. However, the words my father wanted to say to you the most was: Don’t cry, let your mother and I watch you grow up in the sky.”&1t;/p>

"Father," I shouted, then wiped away my tears and sprinkled the letter into the sky. The letter paper flew away with the west wind. The bones nearby were nowhere to be found, but in the mountains not far away, where Master Xuezhai and I knew, their tombstones stood.&1t;/p>

I walked towards the tombstone, knelt down, and swept away the words on the monument stained with soil and fallen leaves with my hands. The tombstone of Hirasaburo Yoshisuke of Hirayama clan, and then there was the tombstone of my mother of Hirayama clan, and the inscription was my master Xuezhai. I wiped the tombstone with both hands, then lowered my head and bowed, and stood in front of the tomb with tears in my arms.&1t;/p>

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"Sir" Numada walked up and pulled me, "You don't need to do this. I think it's great to have a child like you." I ***ed the inscription: "Do you know, my father left before I gave me the squad. I am now a wild child, do you know?" I shouted at Numada with a hoarse voice.&1t;/p>

"Your father guards your mother into Jiuquan. Your father's greatest wish is to let you stand out and restore the Wu family. How can you restore the Wu family if you are so sad?" Numata said slowly.&1t;/p>

"Do you have to take care of your own happiness for a martial family?" I pulled Numata's collar and roared at him.&1t;/p>

"You are so sad. Even if you don't have such a thing, will your parents be resurrected?" Numata stood on tiptoe, lowered her head and looked at me.&1t;/p>

"I know, I know, I know, I know, but when I was 6 years old, I had no parents, everything was gone." I shook my head randomly.&1t;/p>

At this time, Ito held a flat cutter (sharpened with a knife) on my shoulder, "I envy you very much. You have a pair of parents, but I didn't even know my parents when I was a child. I picked it up for the monks in the dojo to learn swords when I was born."&1t;/p>

I looked back at Ito with a low face. "Actually, you are not alone. You still have a lot to protect, such as Tamako and Kayan. And Naosumi's promise. If you can't fulfill it, we will help you complete it, even if you sacrifice your life to protect the most important things in our hearts." At this time, Fuji Takaya was talking to him.&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!