[Lord Gintama] Overlooking the Throne

The body is so heavy.

Here is... where?

The heavy rain was pouring, and the ground was covered with mud. Yoshida Chiha stretched out his hand, but he couldn't catch the cold rain.

The transparent rain kept falling, penetrating her frail body.

Is it a dream?

Yoshida Chiha, who was puzzled, heard a strange voice coming from ahead.

Crack——Crack——

Like the sound of old gears turning in an old clock.

In the heavy rain, I can't hear clearly.

The house in the rain is like a mirage, hazy.

Yoshida Chiha walked along the path and stopped in front of the only house with bright lights.

Crack——Crack——

The shadow of the candle flickered, and the weird voice inside became clearly audible.

Yoshida Chiha put his hand on the door panel, and felt a bit of cold air creeping up the door, it was bitingly cold.

Contained by a suppressed emotion, Yoshida Chiha hesitated and did not open the door.

The cold wind swept across, and the rain drifted in obliquely, hitting the tightly closed door indiscriminately, and the door was slowly opened by the wind, making a sound like a baby crying.

On the incomplete curtain, blood stains like red paint dripped down, winding like snakes.

The wind whistled into the room, and she vaguely saw a purple-haired girl with her back facing her, kneeling on the ground and eating something.

Gululu, the sound of bones rolling across the ground came and landed at her feet.

The dead man's eyes were wide open, and the gray eyes were filled with unwillingness and resentment. He swallowed the scream that was about to blurt out, and she saw the girl turn her head little by little.

The wind suddenly blew out the candle, and Yoshida Chiha vaguely saw that weird smile on her blood-stained cheek.

It's like saying: "Don't run away, don't run away, let me eat you? Please let me eat you." It's the same.

Yoshida Chiha suddenly woke up.

Well.

I dreamed of strange things again.

The clear sunlight shines on the body through the half-open window, making it warm.

After getting up to fold the quilt and putting on the kimono, Yoshida Chiha had just combed her long hair when she heard a soft knock on the door.

According to her experience, eight out of ten people come, and nine are Katsura Kotaro.

"Qianyu, are you dressed yet?"

Hearing Katsura Kotaro's question outside the door, Yoshida Chiha was a little confused. Although he always knew that Katsura Kotaro never played cards according to common sense, why should he ask "Are you up yet?" at this time, right?

"Well, it's ready." Pulling the door open, Yoshida Chiha put on the clogs placed at the door and said, "Let's go, class is about to start."

"Eh? Chiha, have you gone out?" Occasionally, he caught a glimpse of the mud on the clogs under Yoshida Chiha's feet, Katsura Kotaro asked casually, and then said, "Ah, by the way, Chiha, I don't have Chinese class today, Mr. Songyang I plan to teach you and Mayumi Kendo, so go and change into clothes that are easy to move around, if you don’t have one, I can ask Takasugi to lend you one.”

"Why are you looking for Takasugi?" Yoshida Chiha wondered.

"He's shorter." Gui Xiaotaro thought for a while and spoke seriously.

"..."

Counting from the day Yoshida Shoyo picked her up at the mass grave, exactly one month has passed.

Yoshida Shoyo is undoubtedly a very good teacher, proficient in Chinese and music theory, and also quite accomplished in fencing.

However, he has never taught kendo to girls in private schools.

What is a girl made of?

Ikebana, dance and shamisen?

The daughters of most families will carefully cultivate their etiquette and posture, and marry them off when they are in their teens.

Their goal in life is to marry into a good family and find a good home.

At this point, the atmosphere is such that Yoshida Chiha has always believed that although Yoshida Shoyo is very far-sighted, he is not exempt from convention.

He may not think that the value of a girl is to marry and take her husband as his god, but he also doesn't think that girls should wield knives and guns.

So when Yoshida Shoyo said that he would teach her and Misaki Mayumi kendo, Yoshida Chiha was a little surprised.

Besides, the girls in the Matsushita private school are not just the two of them, but also Riko from the Kawakami family and Yui from the Ueda family.

Why teach only two of them?

Incomprehensible.

With speculation and faint expectations, Yoshida Chiha, who had changed into a kendo uniform, stepped into the dojo.

Everyone was present, and among the girls who were learning kendo, there were only Chiha Yoshida and Mayumi Misaki.

Before the kendo class started, Yoshida Matsuyo asked them a question with a smile: "It's the first time for Chiba and Mayumi to take kendo class. As we all know, the two sides are facing each other. If it's a man and a woman, girls are born at a disadvantage in terms of strength. If it were you, how would you solve this problem?"

"I..." hesitantly opened his mouth, under Yoshida Shoyo's encouraging eyes, Misaki Mayumi plucked up the courage to reply, "If it were me, I would use ingenuity to attack the opponent's weak points, such as knees or something."

"Yeah." Nodding, Yoshida Shoyo didn't say yes or no, but looked at Yoshida Chiha and asked, "What about you Chiha? If it were you, what would you do?"

"Eh? Me?" After thinking for a while, Yoshida Chiha said, "Let's use my strengths and avoid weaknesses. For example, if my speed is very fast, I can stop the opponent before he makes a move and attack the weak point. Simply put, there must be Brilliant speed and explosive power."

"...It's all very clever answers." After a moment of silence, Yoshida Shoyo said, "Masumi, you should have learned the way of swordsman, right?"

"Ah, yes!" Mayumi Misaki responded nervously.

"You're too nervous, Mayumi." With a helpless smile, Yoshida Matsuyo looked down at the ignorant students, sighed, and his expression became serious, "Qijin and Kuaisao, this is indeed under unfavorable conditions. The skill of defeating the strong with the weak, but if the skill is not based on strength, it is just empty talk. Mayumi and Chiba, in the next few days, I will train you very strictly, because... for you, it is necessary to To survive in this troubled world, one must have the ability to protect oneself."

"is teacher!"

"is teacher!"

It's the same answer.

Even if the experiences are different, the reasons are different, and the personalities are not the same.

What they didn't notice was that their thirst for power was the same.

Yoshida Chiha has made rapid progress in kendo, at least within half a month, she was able to draw with Mayumi Misaki, who had learned kendo since childhood.

Swinging a knife, chopping and stabbing, twisting one's body, and throwing back.

Watching the duel between the two, Yoshida called a stop when Mayumi Misaki and Chiha Yoshida ended in another draw.

"Magum's foundation is very solid, but he was a little hesitant when he started. I have seen you find opportunities several times, but you didn't do it because you were afraid of hurting the other party. You can’t put yourself in danger.” Yoshida Matsuyo commented on the sparring just now, but when he looked at Yoshida Chiha, he pondered for a while before saying, “As for Chiha...you’ve made great progress, but there is one thing. You may not have noticed the thing, you are still slightly inferior to Mayumi in the way of swordsmanship, but the reason why you can equalize with Mayumi is not because of her hesitation, but because your fighting skills make up for your own disadvantages, you should have learned before Too much close combat."

"Close-to-hand combat?" Yoshida Chiha tilted her head with doubts in her eyes.

"Well, it's just a guess, and it probably has something to do with your past." Yoshida Shoyang nodded, "Qianyu, your fighting skills are very mature, you know how to avoid the truth and attack the opponent's weak defenses everywhere, this cannot be practiced overnight Yes, it will also be of great benefit to you in learning the way of swordsmanship."

"..." I still can't remember what kind of person she was in the past, and what kind of past she had.

"It's okay, don't think about it if you can't remember it." Seeing the obvious loss in Yoshida Chiu's eyes, Yoshida Matsuyo rubbed the top of her head and comforted her softly, "Everyone in the private school, everyone has In my past, there were happy and happy ones, and naturally there were also sad and sad ones. It might be better to forget some things, not to mention Qian Yu, compared to the irreversible past, the future full of hope and possibility is not more Is it worth your expectation?"

"..."

Yoshida Chiha felt that Mr. Songyang was very strange recently.

But if you want to ask her what is strange, she can't answer.

Walking into the classroom with the national documents in her arms, and sitting down by the window, Yoshida Chiha scanned the classroom habitually, but unexpectedly did not see Shinsuke Takasugi, Kotaro Katsura and Gintoki Sakata.

"Misaki-san, do you know where Sakata-kun and the others have gone?" Seeing that the teacher hadn't come yet, Yoshida Matsuyo turned his head and asked Misaki Mayumi who was sitting next to him, who was sorting out his notes.

"Sakata-kun and the others seem to have been called out by Mr. Matsuyo." Mayumi Misaki replied, after thinking for a while, he said, "It seems that Mr. Matsuyo was angry because they went to the back mountain to play things without permission."

"Well, that's not the case, is it?" Yoshida Chiha was a little surprised, "I went to the mass grave alone, and I wasn't scolded."

"Yoshida-san, Misaki-san, don't you know?" Hearing the conversation between the two, the boy at the front desk turned his head, looked left and right, then lowered his voice with a gloomy tone: "Houshan, there is a dead person And... the body of the dead person was dismantled piece by piece, this is not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing is that the body is not put together at all, as if it was eaten by something."

"..."

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