[Lord Gintama] Overlooking the Throne

There are a few fresh lilies in a white vase next to the black and white photo of a beautiful woman. The white mist obscures the woman's voice and smile. Extraordinarily serious and serious.

After worshiping, the young man inserted the incense into the small furnace, and then subconsciously looked at the dazzling samurai sword in front of the woman's photo.

It was a too eye-catching and weird Japanese sword. It was as white as a bright moon and as ice as a cold pool. It was a peerless beauty who was hidden behind heavy curtains in ancient times, wearing twelve singles and covering her mouth with a light smile. Her slightly raised eyebrows and eyes were charming and cold. Just looking at her made people feel an unreasonable coldness. Cold to the bone marrow.

"Yaodao Yuehua, this is rumored to be no less famous than Muramasa's famous sword." Seeing the young man staring at the long sword for a long time as if in a daze, the white-haired man smiled with a hoarse voice that seemed to be rough. The stones rubbed against each other and made a mysterious sound, which hurt people's eardrums. He took the knife off the knife holder and stroked it lovingly. Leng Ran, "Yamen, I'll leave this knife to you, maybe it will come in handy."

"Yes, Mr. Mado." Yuehua's tentacles were bitingly cold, which made Amon Kotarou startled slightly.

"Don't be careless, Yamen." Mado Wu Xu coughed a few times, glanced at the junior who was particularly weak and naive in his eyes, and then turned his gaze back to the long white knife with sharp eyes Like a lone wolf in the forest at night, with a strange green light, "This knife seldom recognizes its owner. It's hard to say whether it recognizes you... Besides, it's ridiculous to say that this knife is from the deceased wife. It is a saber, but the reason why it is a demon sword is that it prefers to recognize unscrupulous people as its master... It is just as bad as that 'puppet master'."

"Puppeteer?" Amon Kotaro, who was holding Yuehua tightly, looked at Mado Wuxu suspiciously.

"Ha, it's nothing, it's just a dark bug." Mado Wuxu sneered, but glanced at the frowning, puzzled junior, and roughly reminded, "But Yamen, As far as you are concerned, if you really meet the puppeteer, don't worry about anything, take out Quinke, just think about 'kill her, kill her, kill her'."

"Mr. Mado, is it possible that that ghoul is very powerful?" Looking at the faintly crazy look on Mado Wuxu's face, Amen Kotarou asked curiously.

"Maybe she can confuse people." Without a direct answer, Mado Wuxu asked with a low smile when he remembered the first time he saw the puppet master a few years ago, "Have you seen a human cry Are you begging the ghouls to eat him?"

Really, a disgustingly bad scene.

"Tsk, it's really unpalatable, this kind of inferior human flesh." Throwing the man's head on the ground casually, the head with a frightened face rolled a few times on the ground and then stopped. The purple-haired girl sitting on the railing of the roof wiped off the blood stains on her face, jumped off the railing, and said lightly, "How long are you going to follow me, no girl would like a perverted stalker. "

"It seems that you are indeed a ghoul." Nishio Jin who was exposed pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and walked up from the stairs, his eyes were cold, "It's just that you are rushing to eat in my ghoul, I really don't know whether to praise you for being brave or call you stupid!"

"Your ghoul?" Jingu Suzume showed surprise, but then he smiled with his lips bent, not trying to hide his sarcasm at all, "So weak ghouls like you also have ghouls, it seems The ghouls in District [-] are indeed ordinary people."

"Weak or not, you'll know right away." With a sneer, Xi Weijin's tail sprang out like a sharp blade, and the blue tail was like a flame, as if it was going to burn everything it touched. The place where the girl was was swept away, dust and smoke raged, Wei He cut off all the solid iron fences, the sound of the roof collapsing was clearly audible, and in the gray smoke and dust, faint blood mist diffused.

Before the smile at the corner of his mouth could widen, the tearing pain in his body made Nishio Nishiki's knees go limp, and he was forced to kneel on the ground on one knee.

How... how? !

tick tock...tick tock...

It was the sound of blood flowing down. Nishiojin lowered his head, only to see that his knees had been completely destroyed, and the blood on his body flowed out from the hole, and what was inserted obliquely into his body was a sharp red crystal, which seemed to be quenched with red crystals. fire.

The girl leaned over from behind him, lowered her head, put her icy fingers on his shoulder, and pressed the pierced wound on his shoulder bit by bit, smiling sweetly: "Even if you have one knee I won't agree to your marriage proposal even if I kneel down, because I hate weak and arrogant men."

"Go away!" The furious Nishiojin waved Mihyuk backwards, and Miyak made a piercing and terrifying sound on the ground, and the girl who supported his shoulders and passed over his head landed firmly on the ground. In front of him, the red feathers on his back fluttered, dazzling like a bright red sun.

It was too beautiful a picture, the purple-haired girl and the fiery red wings.

Like an angel, she descended suddenly, with a gentle smile on her face, and every move she made showed that she was a devil more vicious than Satan.

"Tch, Yuhe?" He sighed as if he was unlucky, but what he received was a sudden attack from the girl.

Nishiojin, who was continuously hit by Yuhe, was thrown away high, and then slid down the wall like a rag. He curled up, vomiting blood profusely, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

"Hey, Nishio-senpai who thinks this is your quarry, I might as well tell you something." Pushing the hair that fell on his chest behind his ears, Ryo Jingomiya walked slowly, mocking, "Stubbornness Yu Yuhe is not as good as Jiahe, Linhe is not as good as Weihe, but Yuhe restrains Weihe, a theoretical ghoul, and will never do much."

"Cough...cough..." Nishio Jin rolled his eyes and tried to prop himself up and stand up, but it was in vain.

"You lost to me here, not because you are Okaku and I am Yukaku, but because I am stronger than you." And approaching Ryo Jingu looked down with disdainful eyes like ants. Looking at Nishio Brocade, he smiled and said, "It's very simple and easy to understand, isn't it?"

"..."

"And in this world, only the strong can decide the fate of the weak!"

"Don't get so much blood on your body in the future." Akane Miura, a ghoul who runs a clothing store in the [-]th district, followed Ryo Jingu's instructions, and brought clothes for Ryo Jingu with a headache, complaining, "This will cause me a lot of trouble!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Miura." Ryo Jingomiya took the clothes obediently and found a place to change, and promised, "I will pay attention next time."

"You always say that every time!" Akane Miura, who couldn't help stabbing, caught a glimpse of the young man who didn't know whether he was dead or alive lying on the roof, her eyes were surprised, and she exclaimed, "Then Isn’t it the well-known and arrogant newcomer Xiwei Jin here? Xiaoliang, this is not the eleventh district, you have to restrain yourself in the future, you understand? Don’t attract white pigeons with me, I just want to have a good time My clothing store, when I have time, I go to the cliff to pick up the useless men who committed suicide by jumping off the cliff, and live a leisurely and contented life!"

"What's good for that kind of good-for-nothing man whose family, marriage and career have failed?" Ryo Jingomiya curled her lips, "Even the meat has a very bad sour smell."

"Hey, you..."

"Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't be sarcastic about your taste, although the truth is sometimes so hurtful." Still apologizing without sincerity, calmly ignoring Akane Miura's resentful gaze, Ryo Jingomiya After walking down the stairs, just after taking two steps, he suddenly said without looking back, "Ah, yes, I know you are still alive."

"..."

"Hey, Nishio-senpai, I hope we can get along well when we are in school." With a faint smile, Jingomiya Ryo said firmly, "I think Takamo-senpai thinks the same way."

"..."

At the beginning of the day, the crisis in the city has always been in a place where people don't notice it, like a frog boiled in warm water, nibbling away at people little by little. By the time they realize the danger, it is already too late.

Pushing open the glass door of the coffee shop, Jingu Ryo, who approached the Anding District, chose a seat by the window and ordered a cup of coffee.

The girl with short purple hair put the coffee in front of her expressionlessly, and didn't care about the girl's indifferent attitude. Ryo Jingomiya said with a warm smile as before, "Thank you." Turned out the window.

Quite by chance, I saw Kamdai Toshiyo with an innocent smile on his face, and beside her stood a weak boy with a shy smile.

Ah, how pitiful it is to be targeted by Li Shi.

But that boy looked a little familiar.

After thinking for a long time with his chin in his hands, he suddenly realized that they were the same counselor, and his eyes showed regret.

That boy... seems to be named Kaneki Ken.

It looks very tasty.

Why can Lishi find delicious food every time?But she never had such good luck.

Um, I'm so distressed.

Taking a sip of the coffee, Ryo Jingomiya was about to take out Gao Yuizumi's novel "The Egg of the Black Goat" to read, when he suddenly heard a loud sound of steel falling to the ground.

Crashing, the sound of collapse, shattering the tranquility of the night.

That direction is... Lishi? !

Ryo Jingomiya, who frowned lightly, was inexplicably a little uneasy.