"Mr. Arimura." Kurosawa Chuzaburo exhaled a breath of white mist, "Are you nervous...?"
"It's a bit embarrassing to say." Arimura Jisaburo smiled bitterly and showed Kurosawa Chuzaburo his right hand, "I'm so nervous... Look, my hand keeps shaking uncontrollably."
Arimura Jisaburo's right hand shook violently as if it was spasming.
He lifted his left hand and grasped his right hand forcefully, trying to stop the trembling.
However, because his left hand was also shaking, as his left hand gripped his right wrist, the palms continued to affect each other, and both shook even more.
"I see... I'm very nervous too." Kurosawa Chuzaburo also showed Arimura Jisaburo his palms—his hands were trembling as well.
Even though their hands and feet trembled fiercely due to nervousness and fear, the determination and resolve in their eyes did not fade in the slightest.
Whoosh!
The wind and snow became fiercer.
The Ii formation was nearly at their designated battle location.
