After Long Zhijie moved around on the deck for a while, he returned to the cabin. When he opened the cabin door, he found Yamada Keiko kneeling at the door waiting for him.
Seeing Long Zhijie return, Yamada Keiko immediately kowtowed.
"Keiko?" Long Zhijie closed the door and asked, "Why are you here? Why don't you go back and rest? "
At this time, Yamada Keiko had changed into a simple and loose white kimono. Coupled with her creamy skin, she looked extremely graceful and luxurious.
"I'm here to serve Sir in bed." Yamada Keiko, who was kneeling on the floor, straightened up and bowed her head.
"Serve … serve?" Long Zhijie seemed to understand Yamada Keiko's meaning.
"Yes." Yamada Keiko bowed her head and replied.
"I don't need you to serve me." Long Zhijie took off his shoes and walked inside. "Go back and rest."
Long Zhijie began to take off his cloak.
Yamada Keiko immediately got up and walked quickly to Long Zhijie's side. She took the cloak that Long Zhijie took off, folded it carefully, and put it aside.
"You don't need to be here. Go back and rest." Long Zhijie said to her again.
"I'll serve Sir here." Yamada Keiko began to take out the bedding from the closet in the cabin and made the bed for Long Zhijie.
Long Zhijie frowned and silently watched Yamada Keiko neatly spread the bedding on the wooden floor and tidied it up.
He finally understood why Yamada Keiko was acting so abnormally today. When Tokugawa Ieyasu asked Yamada Keiko to take care of him in every possible way, the word "meticulous" was obviously emphasized. Yamada Keiko subconsciously bit her lower lip after hearing Tokugawa Ieyasu's words. Originally, he thought that she was not used to Tokugawa Ieyasu asking her to follow him. Now he understood that the key to the matter was the word "meticulous".
No wonder she was acting so abnormally today.
"Hua …" While Long Zhijie was thinking, Yamada Keiko, who had made the bed, stood up and pulled out the hairpin in her hair. Her long hair, which was like a waterfall, quickly fell down. Dressed in white, with silky long hair, a beautiful face, snow-white skin, and an exquisite figure, Yamada Keiko was beautiful and moving, like a fairy.
"You … What are you doing?" Long Zhijie asked involuntarily.
"Yes, sir." Yamada Keiko put the hairpin aside and was about to untie the butterfly belt on her waist.
"Wait a minute." Long Zhijie stretched out his hand and raised his palm, shouting at Yamada Huizi.
Yamada Keiko stopped what she was doing and looked at Long Zhijie quietly.
"I'm going to meditate and practice tonight. I can't sleep," Long Zhijie said seriously. "You should go back and rest."
"Since Sir wants to practice, then Keiko will wait by the side." Yamada Keiko said as she slowly walked behind the screen and knelt on the ground.
"If you're here, how can I train?" Long Zhijie asked with a frown.
"Keiko has learned how to hold her breath. She won't make any noise," Yamada Keiko replied from behind the screen. "Don't worry, sir. Keiko won't affect your practice."
"You … What if you peek at me practicing?" Long Zhijie racked his brains to think of a way.
"Shua!" Through the figure on the screen, Long Zhijie saw Yamada Keiko take out a long cloth and directly cover her eyes.
"I'll cover my eyes. You can practice as much as you want." Yamada Keiko's voice came from behind the screen.
"You … Miss Keiko, please respect yourself." Long Zhijie was completely out of ideas. He deliberately put on a stern face and ordered her to leave. "Please leave."
There was silence behind the screen, and then there was a rustling sound. Yamada Keiko slowly walked out from behind the screen with tears on her face. She picked up the hairpin that was placed at the side, then picked up her red kimono that was placed on the floor. She slowly walked in front of Long Zhijie and bowed. "After I die, please send my ashes back to Japan on account of our relationship as master and servant."
Yamada Keiko said and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Long Zhijie was confused by Yamada Keiko's words. What was going on? He just asked her to leave his room. How did it involve her ashes?
Yamada Keiko stopped and turned around. She lowered her head and didn't speak.
"What did you mean by what you said just now? I don't understand at all." Long Zhijie said as he walked in front of Yamada Keiko. He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Yamada Keiko.
Yamada Keiko bent down and took the handkerchief from Long Zhijie with both hands. She gently wiped her tears. "Sir, you don't have to ask. I just ask you to let me spend the night here every night."
"This …" Long Zhijie didn't understand what was going on.
"Please." Yamada Keiko knelt on the ground with a plop, tears falling down her face.
"You … Get up first." Long Zhijie quickly reached out to help Yamada Keiko up.
Yamada Keiko shook her head and didn't get up.
"Get up first." Long Zhijie had no choice but to promise Yamada Keiko. "I … I promise you."
"Really?" Yamada Keiko raised her tearful face and asked.
Long Zhijie nodded. "Get up quickly."
"Thank you, Sir." Yamada Keiko wiped her tears with a handkerchief and got up. "Keiko will remember Sir's great kindness."
"I promise you, but you have to tell me what's going on." Long Zhijie said.
Yamada Keiko didn't speak. She turned slightly and looked at the cabin door behind her. Then she stared at Long Zhijie with her beautiful eyes.
Was she afraid that someone would eavesdrop? Long Zhijie understood. He had seen the sailors on this warship. They looked like sailors, but in fact, they were all first-class Jonin. It wasn't that Tokugawa Ieyasu deliberately arranged it, but this ship was Tokugawa Ieyasu's private ship. In order to protect his safety, the crew was naturally all experts, even the sailors were no exception.
"Let's go inside and talk." Long Zhijie motioned to Yamada Keiko.
Yamada Keiko was smart. After nodding slightly, she slowly walked into the depths of the cabin.
Long Zhijie glanced at the heavy cabin door and then turned around. At the same time, he flicked his sleeve. A translucent arc of light was instantly emitted and quietly rushed to the cabin door.
"Swish …" After the translucent arc of light touched the cabin door, it immediately spread out. In the blink of an eye, the cabin door, walls, and floor were completely covered. After a while, everything was restored to normal.
"Now no one can hear us." Long Zhijie said as he came to the wooden table and sat down. He motioned Yamada Keiko, who was standing there, to sit down as well.
Yamada Keiko slightly bowed to thank him, then knelt on the opposite side of the wooden table and sat face to face with Long Zhijie. She knew Long Zhijie's ability.
"You can speak." Long Zhijie said as he took two white porcelain cups from the tea tray on the table, then picked up the teapot and poured tea.
"I don't know where to start." Yamada Keiko looked straight and said to Long Zhijie.
"Then I'll ask, you answer." Long Zhijie pushed a cup of steaming tea in front of Yamada Keiko.
Yamada Keiko nodded slightly and held the white porcelain teacup with both hands.
"Why does Tokugawa Ieyasu want you to follow me?" Long Zhijie asked. "Is it to let you monitor me?"
Yamada Keiko shook her head.
"No?" Long Zhijie was a little puzzled. "Then why? Just to serve me? "
"He is already suspicious of me." Yamada Keiko still looked straight.
"Suspicious?" Long Zhijie frowned.
"Matsumoto Takeyoshi's Black Feather Unit." Yamada Keiko looked at Long Zhijie with the white porcelain cup in her hand and said, "He suspects that I am also one of Matsumoto Takeyoshi's people."
Long Zhijie frowned after hearing this. Although Yamada Keiko was also a Black Feather Ninja, she was not necessarily one of Matsumoto Takeyoshi's people. This Tokugawa Ieyasu was really meticulous. He would not allow any details to be wrong.
"He is a little paranoid." Long Zhijie picked up the teacup.
"He is doing this for a reason," Yamada Keiko continued. "Because my brother was also a Black Feather Ninja, and now he is one of Matsumoto Takeyoshi's people."
"Oh?" Long Zhijie lowered his head and gently blew on the hot tea. "You have a Black Feather Ninja brother? What is his name? "
"Yamada Shingo," Yamada Keiko said calmly.
The teacup in Long Zhijie's hand stopped by his mouth.
"Yamada Shingo is your brother?" Long Zhijie frowned and looked at Yamada Keiko.
"Yes." Yamada Keiko nodded.
"No wonder, no wonder." Long Zhijie took a sip of the fragrant tea and said no wonder twice.
"You also know my brother?" Yamada Keiko asked.
"The legendary Black Feather Heroes, Ito Fumio and Yamada Shingo," Long Zhijie said as he put the teacup on the table. "Who doesn't know their names? I just didn't expect this Yamada Shingo to be your brother, and I didn't expect him to be by Matsumoto Takeyoshi's side. "
"My family was poor when I was young. My brother was sent to the Ninja Training Camp by my parents when he was less than five years old. It was not for anything else but to save food for one person in the family," Yamada Keiko gently rubbed the white porcelain teacup in her hand and slowly said, "Five years later, I was also sent to the Ninja Training Camp when I was just eight years old. At that time, my brother was already an excellent Jonin."
Long Zhijie's heart moved. She was only ten years old and could become a Jonin. She was indeed a genius ninja.
"In order to become a person like my brother, I practiced Ninjutsu day and night. Unfortunately, my aptitude was too poor," Yamada Keiko said calmly. "I just became a Jonin when I was eighteen years old. And my brother was already a Black Feather Ninja when he was thirteen years old. "
"It's not that your aptitude is poor, it's that your brother is too extraordinary." Long Zhijie said to Yamada Keiko, "As far as I know, the average age of a Jonin is about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. It's very rare for you to become a Jonin at the age of eighteen."
Yamada Keiko smiled politely and did not speak.
"By the way, why do you have to live in my room?" Long Zhijie changed the topic and asked, "When I asked you to leave, why did you mention your ashes?"
"You don't know, Sir." Yamada Keiko saw Long Zhijie ask about this and told him the reason. It turned out that when Yamada Shingo obtained the Black Feather Token and became a Black Feather Ninja, Matsumoto Takeyoshi arranged for him to stay by his side and called him Sir.
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