"What's going on?"
Doromizu Jirocho, Saigo Tokumori, Tsukuyo, Yagyu Kyubei—
along with Tōjō Ayumu, Kitaōji Itsuki, and the others from the 'Yagyu Four Heavenly Kings' she had brought—came to their senses.
They exchanged glances, each seeing the others' wariness.
Then they all placed their hands on their sword hilts and walked over to confront Gintoki.
As formidable experts, they keenly sensed something.
These people calling themselves 'Flower Capital police officers' possessed an aura far surpassing that of Shinsengumi members.
Not to mention ordinary police officers elsewhere in Edo.
Just then, the officers suddenly snapped to attention and saluted in perfect unison.
"Chief!"
Under countless gazes, a young man stepped out from the crowd.
He walked straight to the entrance of Otose's tavern, which was blocked by piled-up tables and chairs.
He looked to be around twenty-five.
A long black coat flapped loudly from his shoulders.
He wore the same dark green uniform trousers as the officers around him.
But his upper body was boldly bare.
He made no effort to hide his tall, muscular physique.
Every inch of his chest was honed to perfection.
Defined and firm, his muscles contained explosive power.
His short-to-medium black hair fell casually around his head.
Only the tips were dyed a striking gradient blue.
However.
What made it impossible to look away was his exceptionally beautiful face.
A face that could be described as 'beautiful.'
His features were so exquisite that they leaned toward feminine softness.
Beneath thick, long eyelashes,
were a pair of clear, profound eyes like emerald gemstones.
Yet beneath that delicate, gorgeous exterior was an entirely opposing presence.
Pure, aggressive wildness and unyielding strength.
Like a ferocious beast draped in splendid attire.
Much like the gray-furred boar head pelt on his left shoulder.
It made people afraid to meet his gaze.