[Gintama] The gentlest thing

The author has something to say: 1. Silver mulberry said, "Isn't it just a woman, I can handle a hundred silver mulberries!" Hey, do you believe it?Anyway, I don't believe it, he didn't understand the five harem chapters...

2. Our bank updates the results of the second vote on the corresponding post bar, respecting the original work. As for who will be responsible for Ah Wen's death in the end... Don't beat me up, this has been planned long ago.

3. Regarding the issue of Gintoki running away before Ah Wen finished speaking, there was an episode where Little Chestnut chased Hijikata, and Hikkata wanted to escape. At that time, Gintoki said to Hikkata: "Then leave an incurable scar in a girl's heart? ? As a man, it doesn't matter how many people he kills, but only the pure love of a girl can never be betrayed." It seems that he understands it very well, it seems that he only understands it after escaping it! ! ! !

4. When Gintoki met Kagura for the first time, he once told Shinpachi: You can’t believe the words of the explosive volume and the woman in red. It looks like she was deceived by the woman in red~~By the way, Ah Wen red dress now

5. I know you have been abused, so continue to click on the next chapter, and there is another episode waiting for you. After reading it, I think you will feel better.

6. The extra episode is somewhat related to the previous episode

☆, Fanwai: We owe each other, we have to break the ties

The things welcome have away of coming backtous in the end.

If not always in the way we expect.

As the first victim of the shogunate to stop the war against barbarians, Yoshida Matsuyo died in November of the sixth year of Kansei. After that, the war against barbarians also came to an end.

Including in order to end the war, the shogunate immediately executed a large number of politicians and celebrities. The heads of the dead were piled up on the embankment of Edo. For three days and three nights, a large number of crows were attracted to compete for food.

The period from prison to death is called "lenient government sweep" by the world, and it is written at the end of the ten-year war against barbarians.It was also written at the end of the ten-year fight against the barbarians, and the betrayal and death of the "red bullet" Yoshida Wen to the barbarians. (If you need to take a history test, don’t forget it. In history, it was Anzheng Prison. Read it after me: Anzheng Prison, Anzheng Prison, Anzheng Prison...)

Many things happened in the anti-barbarian army, but the "red bullet" who was once famous but ended up bearing the shame of "betrayal" will no longer know.Including the disbandment of the shirt group, including the quarrel of JOY3, including the dismantling of JOY3, including JOY3...

Hey, why are they all JOY3? ! !

Nonsense, JOY3 is the only one left in the battle against barbarians, let alone who they are talking about!

Gintoki and Takasugi had a fierce quarrel after the death of the teacher and Awen. They said they were arguing, but in fact, it would be better if they were really arguing. At that time, the two of them were almost like enemies.The wig suddenly felt very tired. In the past, it was Ah Wen who mediated with him. Now that Ah Wen is gone, he is using a lot of strength to prevent himself from arguing with each other like he used to in the village school. stand up.

If he also joins the quarrel, then it is really irreparable, the rift will become bigger and bigger, and the two people who can repair it are no longer alive.

"Can you stop doing this, without Ah Wen and the teacher, I'm very tired trying to persuade the fight by myself."

There was a deep tiredness in the wig's voice.

Gao Shan and Yin Shi suddenly choked up, they both turned their heads, unable to say anything.

Later, the ghost army was wiped out, and Takasugi left for Kyoto; Gintoki was wounded all over his body, and was imprisoned in order to protect a little girl who was almost sold to the shogunate by his scumbag father. The head of the family, Yaemon, was let go, wandering around in poverty; the wig... Who knows where the escaped Kotaro went.

Then, Kabukicho, Onise Popo, the second floor of the izakaya.

Then, there was the master house.

Four years after the war against barbarians, she was thrown from the second floor by the furious mother-in-law Dengshi when she owed five months of rent and failed to pay. Out of the shackles of time and space.

Throw it in front of the underworld lady Shimonu in Shinagawa district, Tokyo.

……

Yinshi stood in front of the two tombstones, the cold wind at the end of November blew his red scarf, and the incense sticks left by the wig before he left seemed to be faintly extinguished in the wind.He took two steps forward to block the cold wind that hit the incense stick.In front of the tombstone was a mantou enshrined in a wig. He happened to feel a little hungry, so he sat down and picked up the mantou to eat.

After eating the last bite, he watched the incense stick slowly burn to the bottom, stood up, and patted the snow residue on his body.Touched one of the tombstones for the last time.It seemed that through the bloody past and yellowing memory, in the interlaced time, he messed up his little girl's soft short hair.

From Edo to Shinagawa, from Tokyo to Changzhou, from the village school to the battlefield, from the war to the death... Who of the two people owes the most to the other, probably no one can figure it out.

"Sleep well, I'm leaving, teacher, and... Awen."

Sleep well, Arvin.This is the last time we will be apart.When we meet again in hell, there will be no parting at that time.

……

Stepping on the snow until it creaked, Yinshi walked on the ridge where no one was there.The sky was getting dark, and the wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, Yin Shi wrapped up in a scarf, shivered, and quickened his pace.

This wind is really a bit wrong, the more it blows, the bigger it is like a cloudy wind, hey!If I knew it earlier, I would go with the wig...

Yinshi lowered his head and complained in his heart. The result of not looking at the road was that he accidentally bumped into someone. That person was wearing a black hooded coat, and the hat completely covered his face.

"Ah, I'm sorry..." Yin Shi drooped his dead fish eyes, raised a hand listlessly, and turned around to apologize to the person he hit, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one behind him.

Silver hour: Σ(°△°|||)︴

On this cold snowy night, the ghostly silver natural rolls surpassed the speed limit of human beings.There is also a mysterious man in a hooded coat standing quietly all night under heavy snow in front of the tombstone in the ruins.

What is lost will come back to us someday, though not necessarily in the way we hoped for.

Therefore, everything is just a temporary separation, and when we meet again, it will probably be forever.

The author has something to say: The thing welcomes have away of coming backtous in the end.

If not always in the way we expect.

(Things lost will come back to us someday, though not necessarily in the way we hoped.)

—JK Rowling

☆、Four Lessons: The warmth of the three worlds

He is my ideal gun|friend, my [beep——] fantasy object.

He is the most warm man in this world.

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If you want to exchange your sense of taste, your tears, your breath, your heartbeat, your body temperature, your right to bathe in the sun and have children, for a painless, injury-free, immortal body, do you agree?

The author disagrees, because she is a foodie, she also likes sunshine, she wants to cry and laugh at Yin in front of the computer, and she wants to be a very good mother in the future.

Shinsuke Takasugi disagreed. He saw his teacher exchanged his death for his survival. He felt that he was owed to live. His life is so long and the future is so far away. If he can’t die, when will he go to hell and when will he see his teacher again? ?

Katsura Kotaro disagrees, he wants to use this life that was exchanged by the teacher to see the dawn of Edo, how can he see the dawn if he can't bathe in the sun?

Sakamoto Ryoma disagreed, losing so many precious things in exchange for a long life that was not worth much to him was not in line with his businessman's philosophy.

Sakata Gintoki would not agree, sweetness is the best thing to hide the smell of blood.Strawberry milk chocolate parfait cream cake... There are so many desserts in this world, if there is no sense of taste, what is the meaning of their existence? But he is still working hard to live until his gray hair is gray and old, and he dies peacefully surrounded by his children and grandchildren.

The above are all based on choice, so I ask "agree or disagree", but what if there is no choice?

This world follows the principle of equivalent exchange, because of the existence of the law of conservation of energy, law of conservation of matter and law of conservation of electric charge, the concept of perpetual motion machine can never be realized.

Just like changing water can turn human beings into Rakshasa, improving combat effectiveness but at the same time paying the price of blood sucking and desertification; if you want to fulfill your wish and sign a contract with the devil, you must pay the price of giving your soul after death; If you take away a commodity from Yuko’s store, you have to pay a price equal to the value of the commodity; if you use a hell girl to curse others, you must pay the price of death and go to hell; The price of the master's body or even life; if you want to make a wish to the Holy Grail, you must pay the price of summoning the heroic spirit to participate in the war and fight with other masters... If you want to get something, you must pay the price it deserves.

Death is irreversible.Even if the reincarnation of the dirty soil recalls the human soul back to the world, that person cannot really be resurrected.In the end, it's all just ashes to ashes.

ashes to ashes, and dust to dust; inthesure and certain hope of theresurrectionuntoeternallife.

The "Bible" said: Let the dead be at peace, and let the living be liberated.

However, what should we do when we can’t find peace no matter what, and when we can’t get rid of it after searching all over the world?

……

One year after the war against barbarians.

A short hunchback wearing a cloak walked into the temple outside Edo City, and with the hoe he carried with him, he dug up many sword mounds one by one, and the yard gradually lingered with the unique stench of rotting corpses.

When he dug open one of the graves, he stopped digging, and a hoarse and unpleasant voice came from under the cloak:

"This is it, I finally found it, I finally found it..."

The corpse was wrapped in a straw mat, and it was already rotten, but the old hunchback caressed the corpse's face which was already invisible.

"Baby, good boy, I finally found you. With you, my plan will definitely come true this time..."

……

Four years after the war against barbarians.

In the deepest inner laboratory of the Spring Rain spacecraft, a seventeen-eighteen-year-old black-haired girl floats in a high-rise airtight test vessel filled with light green liquid.

The machine suddenly turned on a red warning light, and strings of bubbles floated out of the liquid.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, but her eyes seemed to be dead, pitch black with no brilliance at all.

"The Miwako project is a success."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded outside the experimental vessel.

……

Ten years after the war against barbarians, Chunyu headquarters.

"Captain, you are finally back, idiot... Admiral Dumb is looking for you everywhere." The uncle with light-colored hair and stubble, who looked listless, said to the boy next to him with a bandage on his face and a smell of blood as he walked. "Captain, can you say hello in advance before you leave, and please think about me, the person who cleans up your mess every time."

"Oh? Which planet do you want to destroy this time?" The bandage was removed, revealing a beautiful baby face with crescent eyes, and the stupid hair on the top of the head dangling like an antenna.

A figure carrying a tray appeared at the corner ahead.

"Who knows?" Afu Rabbit shrugged.

The person carrying the tray passed Afutu and Shenwei, and turned at the next corner.

The tip of Shenwei's nose moved.

"Afutu, that thing that looks like a human is the thing invented by the Technology Development Bureau of the [-]th Division?"

"...Leader, what's wrong? What is the technical development bureau of the [-]th squad? And I don't remember Chunyu's technical development bureau. So, why did you let me be a kid's subordinate... "Afu Rabbit drooped his eyelids and muttered a little gloomily.

"Oh, is that so?" Shenwei replied with a smile, as if he just discovered it. "The taste of the rice is covered by the bad smell, let's go and destroy the Technology Development Bureau, although they are not strong, how about it?"

"I've said it all, Chunyu doesn't have a technology development bureau, at most there is a R&D department in Reincarnation Township..." Afutu raised his forehead: "Leader, you'd better not do unnecessary things, that... let's call it" The Technology Development Bureau' is still useful, and if it is destroyed, I will be the one carrying the punishment from above, so you should also consider it for the people below, Commander."

"Hi~ hi~ I just don't move."

At this time, what Shenwei called "the human-looking thing" pressed the fingerprint lock of a metal door in Chunyu's internal laboratory. The metal door slid open, and it walked in with a tray.

No, maybe it should be called her.

"Good boy, well done." Dry hands stroked her soft black hair.She places the tray on the test bench.A hunchbacked old man lifted the veil on the tray, and underneath was steaming rice and miso soup.

The smell of food wafted in the laboratory, covering the smell of the disinfectant formalin and various potions. The black-haired girl's eyes seemed to flicker, and she returned to dead silence.

……

Awen felt that he might have had a long, long dream.

The village school is still the same as before. Songyang is giving lectures at the front of the lecture room, and the students are listening behind the desks. The wigs are listening carefully, nodding while listening, and still taking notes; But his eyes moved in the direction of Teacher Songyang; Yinshi held the knife that Songyang gave him, and slept with snot bubbling.

Teacher Songyang seemed to be a little bit blind, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was even brighter. He slowly walked up to Yinshi, stretched out his hand, and knocked Yinshi into the floor with a bang.

"Yinshi, I'll punish you for repairing the floor~"

It seems that because the scene is "too beautiful", the wig sighed and dared not look at it; Takasugi sneered and cursed "idiot" inwardly; everyone in the village school turned their heads in unison, looking at Yin with the expression of watching the show, drooping the dead fish His eyes were full of black threads stuck in the floor and he couldn't pull them out.A gust of wind blew outside the house, and the rain of light pink flowers was blown into the house. The wind chimes in front of the door jingled and sang melodious and crisp songs...

This is Matsushita village school, everyone's, village school.

It was so beautiful, so beautiful that she didn't even want to wake up.

Ah Wen, who was standing outside the door of the lecture room, suddenly covered his eyes.

"I really miss it." A familiar voice suddenly came from Awen's ear.Awen froze, she raised her head, the village school was still noisy, but Gintoki Takasugi and the wig could no longer be seen, and even Songyang's figure disappeared.

"I really miss it." A warm palm rested on Awen's head. "Awen, you miss it too, don't you?"

Ah Wen felt that tears might have flowed out of her eyes, but she touched the corners of her eyes, but there was nothing.

The man walked into the lecture room of the village school.Ah Wen suddenly grabbed the corner of his plain clothes.

can i stay hereJust as she was about to speak, she saw that the man tilted his head slightly, his hair blocked his eyes, only showing his delicate chin and a warm smile.

He stretched out his hand, took her hand, and hooked her little finger with his little finger.

"Awen, please."

"Brother... how can you be so cunning, explain everything and leave by yourself, it's really cunning..."

"Don't worry about me..." Songyang took Awen into his arms, and then pointed out to everyone in the village school: "I'm not alone, there are still them here."

Ah Wen buried his face in Songyang's arms.

"This time, I can't take you with me, sorry..."

Songyang let go of his embrace, and Ah Wen wanted to grab the hem of his clothes, but the fabric of the hem slipped from her hands, and she watched Songyang and the village school together, disappearing into the warm white light.

She crouched in the deserted void, burying her face in her knees.Ahead is the endless future, and behind is the dusty memory. She is caught in the middle, she can't see the way forward, and she can't go back to the past.

The surrounding scenery seemed as if someone had turned a clock suddenly. When all the hustle and bustle was quiet, she squatted at the intersection, in the middle of the busy avenue, and countless people walked past her, and no one looked down at her. .She raised her head slowly, her gaze passed through the bustling crowd, and landed on the high-rise commercial street and the passing vehicles.

This time, is it Tokyo?

Awen stood up, stuck in the crowd stiffly, and walked slowly to an extremely familiar place.

Kabukicho Street.

Arwen stopped, thought for a while, and walked into this extremely familiar street.

The small white building that once belonged to the Goumao Group has disappeared, replaced by a magnificent Japanese-style building.In the Japanese-style building, the sound of monks knocking on wooden fish and chanting scriptures could be faintly heard. Awen bit his lower lip, and his heart suddenly seemed to be entangled, and it hurt.

Amidst the sound of chanting sutras, she staggered into the main entrance covered with wreaths.

The main hall was filled with people in formal kimonos, and the dark color made people bored.There is a photo in the center of the front of the main hall.Although she was already old, Ah Wen recognized at a glance that it was her father.

The wretched monk who turned the beads and chanted sutras has lost the carelessness and indecency of the past, and now he has the appearance of a master sitting there; sitting at the front, the once small sunglasses and now the handsome uncle Matsuda is giving a speech under the attention of everyone .

"The old man always said that he wanted to live a long life, but he died of illness in his early 60s. To be honest, the people in our shirt team are very unhappy. There is always a feeling of being cheated."

"To be honest, I think it's good for him to leave like this. From now on, I will be the biggest player in the shirt team. From now on, I will be the boss of the shirt team. Ha, if I say this, do you feel like the villain boss in TV dramas? "

"In fact, his body will break down sooner or later. He has been thinking about his daughter and wife very much. I don't know if he has seen him now... It's really too much. The little boss left in a hurry more than 20 years ago, and now the old boss is gone again. I left in a hurry, the father and daughter left all the mess to us, it's really too much..."

Matsuda choked up suddenly, unable to speak, no one could see his red eye circles under the sunglasses.

Ah Wen squatted in front of her father's portrait, lightly touching her father's face in the portrait, but no one could see her.

As an unfilial daughter, she didn't even see her father's last face, and even the affairs after the death were done by others.

She didn't do much, she always didn't.Whether it is her father, brother, or her classmates, she has never really helped them.Thinking about it, the current state of life and death is God's punishment for her "inaction".

She followed the funeral procession to the cemetery. She looked at her mother and her own tombstone standing side by side with her father's tombstone. She stood there for a long time, then walked to her own grave and sat on the tombstone.

"Hey, Mom and Dad, I'm here to see you."

"You are probably reunited now, but unfortunately I don't know when I can find you, so don't wait for me, go reincarnate."

"In the next life, I will never be your daughter again."

"You should have a well-behaved and obedient child and a complete and happy family, not an unfilial son like me."

"I will not participate in your next life's happiness."

……

She didn't know how long she sat on the tombstone, three days, three months, or three years.She watched the grass in front of the tomb grow and trim, and grow again after trimming.She watched the number of people coming and going in front of the tomb, less and less every day.

And who can really remember their family?

There were footsteps.

"Boss, ma'am, little boss, I'm here to see you. The business of the shirt group has been completely wiped out, you don't have to worry about it, boss. Everyone misses you very much, but don't worry, I, Matsuda, will definitely protect the shirt group of."

Awen stared blankly at Matsuda, who was already a handsome uncle. He burned incense in front of the tombstones of the three of them, and placed a bag of strawberry milk candies in front of her tombstone.She touched the bag of strawberry toffee slightly, but she didn't expect the bag to make a sound under her touch, which startled her.

Matsuda was obviously panicked when he heard the voice.

Suddenly thinking of playing a prank, Ah Wen tried to lift the bag.But Matsuda's psychological endurance was obviously very high. He watched the bag rise slowly by itself, and after a moment of astonishment, he regained his composure.

"Little boss?"

This time it was Awen's turn to be surprised.

"I think you must be very surprised now." Matsuda smiled slightly, the lines at the corners of his eyes looked warm.

Yeah, I was surprised.Awen said, but Matsuda couldn't hear him.

"I didn't expect that the little boss is still here. Some people say that the soul stays in the world because there are unfulfilled wishes. You can do whatever you want, little boss. I will take care of you if anything happens." It was the same as before, but he tried his best to mess around with her, but in the end he always took the blame on himself.

Ah Wen rolled his eyes, but unfortunately Matsuda couldn't see it.She thought for a while, opened the bag of strawberry milk candies, and put a sentence on the ground with candies one by one:

Thank you

thank you.

"Little boss, please remember that no matter where you are, there will always be someone in this world who will remember you, and I will tell my children and grandchildren about you, so that they will remember you too, the boss and wife , so you may be lonely in a strange world, but you will never be alone.”

Matsuda looked at the candy writing on the ground, with a smile on his lips and gentle eyes.

"After all, I once treated you... oh, forget it..."

Matsuda turned around and waved with his back to Ah Wen. "It's cold on the tombstone, you should also find someone who can warm you up,"

Awen stared at Matsuda's back until his back gradually turned into a small black spot, and then disappeared.

"Mom and Dad," Awen turned his head and looked at the three tombstones of the family standing side by side. The small tombstone stood between the couple, like a toddler being led by his parents. "I'm leaving, you must be well."

She floated aimlessly on the street, passed the supermarket, and saw a girl reading "JUMP" opposite the glass door.She walked through the door and stood behind the girl, looking with her.

What caught her eyes was the scene where Yinshi cut off Teacher Songyang's head with a single knife.

The little girl suddenly closed the JUMP as if she was stimulated, and the tears couldn't stop streaming down.

Awen looked at the pirate head logo on the jump with a blank expression, and suddenly thought of where he should go now.She drifted leisurely to Sunrise, No. 2-44-10, Kamijinga, Suginami District, Tokyo, and secretly found the address of Sorachi Orangutan.

This is it!

When Ah Wen came to the door pinching the address, he heard someone lying on the tatami in a lazy tone: "It's really troublesome to use a dip pen, and it's troublesome to draw the background. It's really troublesome. Drawing manga... Or, to be alive It’s very troublesome, I really want to make cheese bread.”

Awen looked at the orangutan lying on his back with a blank expression, and glanced at the kitchen at his home.

There seemed to be a kitchen knife in there.

She rolled her eyes, looked at Gintoki who was smiling obscenely in the drawing on the table, and Kagura Shinpachi beside him, the impetuousness in her heart finally settled down and turned into a pool of warm water.She looked at the cartoonist lying in a pile of paper balls for a long time, and finally took out the strawberry milk candy that Matsuda had sent from her pocket, and placed it next to the orangutan's head.

Hey, Mr. Sorachi, let's draw well.

Awen walked to the drawing, looked at the familiar furry head and dead fish eyes on the drawing, smiled, and gently covered the face with his hands.

An inexplicable suction suddenly sucked her into the drawing.

As if feeling something, the orangutan on the tatami turned his head and found the strawberry milk candy next to his head.

"It's really troublesome, don't blame me in the future, if you want to complain, go find a monk named wretched and your father." The orangutan rubbed his head: "It's really pitiful for the parents of the world, the last concern before death is still yourself My daughter, even if it is troublesome, I can't refuse the father's appearance..."

He picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Hey, hey, you owe me a favor, you wretched monk, but this girl gave me a piece of strawberry milk candy~ Such a good girl, I decided to help her, It must be a very painful thing to know the future plot but can't change the fate, so I let her forget all the following plots. I'm such a good person hahaha—"

The wretched monk on the other end of the phone wanted to hack at him with a knife.

……

In the middle of the night, the sophisticated instruments in Chunyu's headquarters laboratory made a ticking sound. In the darkness, the little girl in the closed glass instrument suddenly opened her eyes, and the black pupils revealed a clear brilliance.

The author has something to say:

☆、Five Lessons: Don’t think that if the food is tasteless, it’s not a silver fuck

Awen opened his eyes, and was startled when he saw the glassware that closed him and the herbal-smelling liquid around him.

"This is..." She stretched out her hand, and the lid of the glass container was opened.She crawled out of the glass container awkwardly, groping in the dark to observe the surrounding situation.

The unknown liquid on his body was miraculous, and it dried up within 1 minute. When Ah Wen smelled his body, there was no other smell except the smell of herbs.

She is really out of the situation.

She remembered that she was dead, a knife pierced through the heart, and finally the tip of the knife pierced Yinshi's shoulder.What kind of mood did he use, what kind of strength did he use, and what kind of determination did he make, so that he stabbed himself with the same knife when he attacked?

Is it because the pain in another place must be used to relieve the pain in the heart?

Awen didn't dare to think about it.

By the way, there is also my brother... my brother is dead too... Ah Wen squatted on the ground and buried his face in his knees.She thought she would shed tears, but found that there was nothing on her face.There seems to be a bag of bitter water nestled in my chest, from now on no matter what, it will never be sweet again.

The scene of Songyang's head flying out was replayed over and over again in front of her eyes. Yinshi's smile, which was uglier than crying, and the tears after killing her teacher were replayed in her mind over and over again, and Ah Wen felt her heart twitching and tearing in pain.There is a voice in my mind constantly shouting and shouting:

"Revenge, all the shogunate of Heaven and Dao deserve to die, take revenge, the world that killed brother deserves to die!"

"Revenge, destroy this world that whitewashes peace with brother's death!"

"Revenge!"

Like a black beast.

She squatted on the ground, clenched her teeth tightly, and clenched her fists tightly, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

——Awen, please.

Please, please, please, please, please, please, please...

My brother said, Ah Wen, please.

Awen desperately suppressed the trembling all over his body and the resentment in his heart; desperately suppressed the anger that only wanted to vent and only want to destroy; desperately suppressed the hoarse mourning of the beast in his heart.

Because it's that person, please her.

……

After squatting on the ground for a long time, Ah Wen finally stood up slowly. She looked around and found that her night vision was much better than before. The room she was in was like a laboratory, and she was horrified to find that it was like she crawled out. There are still many glassware in this laboratory, and there is a girl who looks less than 20 years old in the glassware.

Oh shit, the situation was so horrific that she swore she would never eat canned food again.

"Are they alive or dead?"

Awen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, bravely moved to one of the glass containers step by step, and saw the sign written on the outside of the glass container with the help of the faint green light from the indicator light on the instrument:

【Miwako No. 037】

Also ×× number, who named it?Thought it was an Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong Cannon?

Suddenly there was a feeling that the whole person was not well, Ah Wen looked back at the glass vessel he climbed out of, and it was written on it: [Meihezi No. 001. 】

=_= She is now the progenitor of the Armstrong Cyclotron Jet Armstrong Cannon.

……

Ah Wen appeared in Chun Yu's big kitchen with her head poking around. She didn't know why she felt like she hadn't eaten for ten years and was so hungry that she would gnaw on herself if she didn't find something to eat.The delicious smell of food wafted from the kitchen. She was hungry and red-eyed, seeing that there was no one around, she slipped out and rushed into the kitchen.

The young man in the kitchen who was eating and holding a rice bucket heard the movement, and the hair on his head swayed like an antenna. He raised his head, and his crescent eyes happened to meet Ah Wen who looked astonished.

"N... San?"

The young man froze for a moment, his crescent eyes instantly turned into beautiful big eyes like the blue sky, and Ah Wen also woke up instantly.

This person is not my elder brother, no matter how much he squints his crescent eyes when he smiles, he is not that person.

Her older brother, Yoshida Matsuyo, died.

"I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person." Awen bowed to express his faux pas.

"It's okay." Shenwei stuffed his mouth full of rice, bent his eyes into crescent moons again, and looked like a good boy.

"Um...would you mind if I make a partner?" Awen felt that he was so hungry that he was about to eat people, and it seemed that this young man was easy to talk, so he put forward his request with a shy face.

As soon as the words fell, the boy was still smiling, but Ah Wen suddenly felt a little cold.

Delusion.

Arwen nodded, ignoring the fact that the surrounding environment was really cold.

"Okay~ But don't touch my rice."

Awen's eyes were a little strange. She looked at the chicken, duck and fish meat on the table. She didn't want to move the rice, so let's move on to the vegetables.

This boy's obsession with rice is really great, Ah Wen said in his heart.She sat on the edge of the table, with the kitchen door behind her, leaning forward, and the chair only covered the front third of it.

This is a vigilant movement that can stand up and run away at any time.

She still hasn't forgotten the current situation. This young man seems to have a good temper, but she still doesn't know whether he is an enemy or a friend.

Ah Wen observed the boy's movements from the corner of his eye, picked up the chicken leg on the table with one hand, and bit——

"What is this?!!"

Ah Wen spat out the bitten chicken in one gulp.The chicken didn't taste like chicken at all.No, let alone the taste of chicken, there is not even a taste of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.It's like biting into a piece of cotton or a rag.

Shenwei shook his antenna-like hair, blinked his blue eyes, and saw that Ah Wen had a bitter face, tasted all the dishes on the table, and vomited them all up.

"That...can you give me a taste of your rice."

Seeing that the boy on the opposite side narrowed his eyes threateningly, Ah Wen quickly said, "Just a little bit, just a little bit." He did not forget to make a gesture of "a little bit" with his thumb and index finger.

Shenwei bent his crescent eyes and pointed to the rice bucket beside him. Ah Wen looked around the rice bucket and Shenwei warily, and finally decided to walk beside him.

She picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of rice, and stuffed it into her mouth——

It's so unpalatable! ! !

Ah Wen really wanted to spit out the food, but under the gaze of the young man's "clear eyes", he swallowed hard.

Could it be that she traveled to a strange place again?Awen turned his bitter face to the side