Okita didn't explain anything to Ando. He just took her to a remote street and entered a large casino.

Of course, she didn't think that Okita was just taking her to gamble.

There were many people in the casino, including Celestials and Earthlings.

They were supposed to be enemies, but they were actually together.

Ando Motomoto felt a little disgusted when she saw the group of animals walking upright. The lights were dim and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

She wanted to pull Okita out, but when she thought of the big case she had been thinking about, she held back.

When she was in the countryside, the people around her had to work hard to barely make ends meet.

It was simply unimaginable that such a wasteful act of throwing money around like water would happen here.

Ando used to think that the invasion of the Celestials only made her lose her family and home, but now she realized that she and her compatriots had lost far more than that.

This realization made her feel even more depressed than the dim lights.

She raised her head and wanted to say something to Okita, but he had already squeezed into the gambling table. She quickly followed him.

With a smile on his face, Okita took a few banknotes and threw them on the counter.

Ando couldn't understand him.

He said that he was out on patrol, but he actually skipped work with the deputy commander. The usually strict deputy commander not only condoned his behavior, but also followed him.

Although she didn't stay in Shinsengumi for long, she could still conclude that he was "favored".

It was fine if he wasn't grateful, but he even schemed to get rid of the deputy commander. Was he really "arrogant" because of the deputy commander's favor? Wasn't he worried that the deputy commander would punish him?

"Seven o 'clock!" The banker opened the wine cup and shouted.

Ando came back to his senses and saw that Okita Okita was pressing on the 7 o 'clock position.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "Senior, you're amazing!"

In her impression, gambling was a game that was bound to lose. In the end, most of the money would be taken away by the dealer. Of course, she had only heard about it from others. This was the first time she had come to a casino like this.

The dealer glanced at Okita and began to roll the dice again. This time, he deliberately asked Okita, "Sir, how many points do you want?"

"Seven." Okita didn't even look at him. He bet all the money in his hand on seven.

The dealer opened the cup, and the three dice added up to seven.

"Then can you guess what time it is this time?" The banker gave him the money and asked calmly.

"Seven o 'clock." Okita didn't hesitate and put all the money in his hand back to the seven o' clock position.

The result was obvious. The winner was still Okita.

The banker suppressed the anger in his heart and asked again, "What time do you think it will be?"

"Seven o 'clock."

…

After repeating this many times, the dice seemed to be controlled by Okita. Every time, it was a seven. Even though he was separated by a table from the dice cup, even the dealer was shocked.

"Do you still want to play?" There was a stack of money beside Okita's table. He looked at the banker with an innocent smile.

"Sir, please follow me."

Before the banker could say anything, a rat-headed celestial next to him spoke up. Obviously, Okita's actions had alerted the casino's higher-ups.

The purpose of opening a casino was to make money. Of course, they couldn't tolerate someone who would win every bet and use such an arrogant and humiliating method.

In the eyes of the casino's gamblers, Okita was a smart gambler, but also a stupid one.

As the saying went, going too far was as bad as not going far enough. The way to win was to keep a low profile.

They looked at Okita with a compassionate gaze, but no one came out to stop him.

This casino was so dark. They played tricks in the open and deliberately taught the people who won their money a lesson. Obviously, the gamblers were already familiar with their tricks, but they were still gambling tirelessly here. Ando really couldn't understand.

"Okay." Okita smiled even more brightly and motioned for Ando to follow the rat-headed man.

Ando nodded. She thought that there would be a fight next.

Thinking that she was about to have her first real battle, Ando felt that the blood in her body was boiling.

She had learned advanced swordsmanship, but had never had the chance to have a real battle.

Okita was a considerate person, and he gave him this opportunity.

In order to make him see her in a new light, she had to perform well.

The rat-headed man led them out of the hall and through a long corridor. At the end of the corridor stood a group of strong, bull-faced men.

Their huge bull heads had extremely hard horns. Their bodies were abnormally muscular, and their arms were about three times thicker than a normal person's.

The rat-headed man stepped aside and looked at them with extreme disgust. He no longer had the respectful attitude he had before.

"Stupid and disgusting humans, enjoy Brother Bull's hospitality," he said.

"As your senior, I will teach you the first lesson," Okita said as he walked toward the bull-faced man. "When facing a large number of enemies, watch them rush toward you and adjust your breathing." Okita suddenly sped up and pulled out the Kiku-ichimonji. There was a flash of blood, and he was already at the end of the promenade. The ground was littered with the corpses of bull-faced men. He licked the corner of his mouth and said in a voice that sounded like the messenger of hell, "Send them all to hell."

So scary.

Ando felt her whole body turn cold.

She had never killed anyone before. She had never seen anyone kill anyone.

It was a glaring red, and the air was filled with the nauseating smell of blood. Such a cruel thing had rushed into her eyes without any warning, rushing into her mind without leaving her any buffer time.

"Captain Okita is super strong.

He once fought against dozens of radicals alone and came back unscathed. "

Ando remembered how the Sacred Mountain praised Okita.

Then, at that time, he also killed all the enemies like this, right?

"Captain Okita is only eighteen years old, but he's super strong!"

He was only two years older than her, but his hands were already stained with blood.

"A long queue is not a place for newcomers."

Ando finally understood why Yamazaki said that.

Was this the reality that she had to face?

If she didn't come here from the countryside, she would never have encountered such a cruel thing. But she didn't regret her choice.

She saw Okita kill people with her own eyes, but the first thing that came to her mind was not that he was scary, but that she admired him even more. Her desire to become as strong as him was stronger than ever.

I'm not a kind-hearted person. But even so, I still want to be a person who can protect others through the platform of the Truth Selection Group.

"Don't come over, or I'll kill him!"

After seeing Okita's terrifying strength, the rat-headed man knew that he couldn't escape, so he took a knife and held the distracted Ando hostage.

Okita walked over without a trace of anxiousness in his eyes.

The rat-headed man stared at him, his eyes full of nervousness. As he approached step by step, his withered hands trembled. He said fiercely, "You, don't come over!"

Ando grabbed the rat-headed man's wrist, flipped it hard, and threw the weapon in his hand away. She then pressed him under her body and said sternly, "Take us to your boss."

Okita smiled. Ando was slightly stunned.

It was the first time she saw him smile like this.

She only felt that it was different from before, but she couldn't tell what the difference was.

"You're worth teaching." Okita walked to her side, lifted the rat-headed man up, and said these four words.