Yokohama old father writes book daily

After some patient explanation by Sakata Gintoki, Oda Sakunosuke quickly mastered the outline of the story spanning three years.

The three years in this version are actually very ordinary. It is nothing more than that Kuroto Oda Sakunosuke borrowed to live in the Master House, and then worked for Sakata Gintoki for three years.

What is more bizarre is the background of the story.It seems to be a different world, where there are unknown alien creatures called Celestial Beings, and although it is called Edo, it is actually in the interstellar era where spaceships are common.

"Anyway, because the Lake Toya Immortal promised that there would be no problem, I attached myself to the piece of paper and followed." Sakata Gintoki said.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, thinking that this is indeed reasonable, if it is a black technology from another world, then no matter how unreasonable the result is, it is justified.

"So, what was the original plan?" he asked.

"Originally, you would go back to a certain point in time before the children died. We will settle the children first, and then go to your friends in this world to study together how to deal with Gide."

Speaking of Gide, Oda Sakunosuke immediately felt his heart tighten.

Gide was the enemy who died with him.Now that they have died together, and the children's revenge has been avenged, there is actually no hatred left in his chest, but when he suddenly hears this name, he still feels suffocated like facing an avalanche.

Like a conditioned reflex, the feeling of death hit his heart like an electric current, making him hold his breath for several seconds and unable to move.

Dazai...

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Did you get your throat choked? Could it be that the World Wall was annoyed by your repeated entry and exit, so it choked your fate?" Sakata Gintoki patted his fingers with concern.

The flexible touch of the paper slid back and forth on his fingertips, and he quickly came back to his senses: "I'm fine, and I'm not being strangled by the throat, just remembering some previous things."

Sakata Gintoki nodded, his dark red eyes were as lifeless as those of a dead fish: "Oh, it's too difficult for me. It would be great if I could have lollipops, but I don't have a penny on me now."

Oda Sakunosuke touched his pocket on the other side, and took out some change notes: "Let me treat you, it happens that there is a candy store here."

Sakata Yinshi's expression remained unchanged, only his fingers seemed to curl up slightly because of excitement: "Okay, but don't expect Ayin to invite you back, you have lived in Wanshiwu for three years for nothing, even if you forget me I will also help you remember, you have paid off all the debt you owe me in this lifetime."

This statement made Oda Sakunosuke puzzled for a moment, wondering why the three-year kindness has not been cleared for a lifetime, which is unreasonable from a mathematical point of view.

But he was not the type to refute such words, so he silently agreed.

He put Sakata Gintoki back in his pocket and walked into the candy house.

The space of the candy house is small, but the utilization rate of the space is extremely high. It is full of candies of various colors, stacked from the floor to the ceiling, like a colorful dream.

The clerk was a young lady who smiled enthusiastically at him.

"A lollipop." He said flatly.

"Only one?"

"Yes, for a friend."

The clerk frowned beautifully: "I only buy it for friends, don't you need it? There are all kinds of candy here."

What kind?

This statement moved Oda Sakunosuke slightly, and he said with some expectation: "Are there any curry-flavored candies?"

"Huh? Curry, curry?"

"Yes, I like a little spicy."

The clerk's expression froze: "Sorry, there are no such candies here for the time being."

"That's it." He nodded. "Then there's no way."

After leaving the candy house, Sakata Gintoki immediately flew onto the lollipop.

The paper man was almost the same size as a lollipop. It was flat and thin. It stretched its arms and legs into a large font and barely hugged it. It looked like some kind of paper candy wrapper.

Oda Sakunosuke waited patiently for a while and asked, "How does it taste?"

"I can't taste anything." Sakata Gintoki made a sad and indignant voice, "I thought that by possessing a piece of paper, I would be able to avoid the doctor's nagging, no matter how much I eat, I don't have to worry about diabetes, but I didn't expect it to become like this. Don't paper people deserve to have a sense of taste? Now it's not just sugar, but even the joy of eating has been deprived, it's really hard for me!"

Sakunosuke Oda changed the candy into curry and imagined it, and couldn't help empathizing: "Then do you still want to eat it?"

"Of course!" Sakata Gintoki hugged Candy even tighter. "The so-called love is definitely not giving up when you can't get it. That's too superficial. Even if I'm covered in bruises, I will do my best to protect the sugar in my hands."

Oda Sakunosuke understands this very well. He understands how powerful determination and love are. He himself once made up his mind to give up the profession of killer because of his love for a story, stop killing people, and pursue his dream of writing novels .

So he didn't bother to remind Sakata Yinshi that the other party's paper clothes were sticky on the candy.

"What's next?" asked the lollipop wrapper.

Oda Sakunosuke thought about it carefully, and replied carefully: "I want to eat curry. Next, let's go to a western restaurant to eat curry."

When he was carrying lollipops and lollipops were carrying Sakata Yin, they crossed the street together, rubbing shoulders with the crowd.There are birds flying high in the sky, and the iconic five pure black buildings of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang stand at the end of the line of sight.

For some reason, when he looked in that direction, his heart throbbed.

It's like sensing the fleeting glimpse of a bird's wings as it passes overhead.

"What are you thinking?" Sakata Gintoki asked.

"I'm not sure if the western restaurant I want to go to is still there." He replied.

According to memory, the owner of the western restaurant was already dead, even before the five children.

"Anyway, let's make sure first." He said again.Since the world can be traversed, maybe anything can happen.

In the end, Sakunosuke Oda, with a mixed feeling of fear and expectation, walked step by step to the location of the Chinese and Western restaurants in his memory.

The store is still open, just slightly older than I remember.Although old, it is still in business.

A faint flame called hope flickered and burned in his heart.

His footsteps unknowingly became faster, and finally became a gallop.He almost broke open the door, like a lunatic, until he saw the shopkeeper's huge beer belly like a pregnancy, and then stopped panting.

"Xiao Zhi, what's the matter with you, you are so anxious, are you constipated?"

Of course, the old shop owner in his 50s can't understand the violent heartbeat of Oda Sakunosuke, just like Oda Sakunosuke would not ask about the relationship between constipation and anxiety: "It's not constipation, I want to eat curry."

"Oh..." The shopkeeper looked at Oda Sakunosuke inquiringly, always feeling that this person's state today is different from the past.

But the owner of the store didn't ask any thoughtful questions, and turned around and walked into the back kitchen to cook.

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for two seconds, and his eyes drifted up the stairs to the second floor uncontrollably.

If the shopkeeper is alive, are the children also...

The kids must be too...

His heart was beating violently, as if being beaten by a pile driver "bang bang bang".He was as nervous about his children as any good father in the world, so nervous that he was about to suffocate.

He climbed up the stairs and pushed away the room where the children lived in his memory.It was an old meeting room, which was later transformed into a residence, and it was filled with paintbrushes and various toys for a long time. Of course, the most lively laughter——

The door opens, but—

empty...

nothing...

……

When the owner served the curry to Sakunosuke Oda, he felt that the wine-red haired man had solidified into a statue, sitting there motionless.

"Aren't you in a hurry to eat curry? What's the matter?" The shopkeeper was so puzzled that his curry skills couldn't possibly decline.

He followed Oda Sakunosuke's line of sight to the second floor, thinking he understood the reason for the abnormality of the other party: "Xiaozhi, you have reached the age where you can feel emotion. After all the children moved to the longhouse next to me, I often I would stare at their previous room in a daze, completely unable to figure out how those mischievous little devils suddenly became so many, hahahaha..."

The shop owner thought he had told a very funny joke, and laughed out loud to himself.

But, more?

Oda Sakunosuke heard the key information: "You mean...the longhouse next to it?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper pinched the yellow apron on his body. "Xiao Zhi, you are really the most powerful man I know. You are only 26 years old this year? You have already adopted 20 children. If you want me to say, you can just open an orphanage. People who don't know the situation think you Want to train an army—hey! Wait! Where are you going?"

Oda Sakunosuke knocked open the door again, and rushed to the longhouse next to the western restaurant.

He still has the last sane existence, so he didn't rush in directly, but stood outside the window and looked in.

He saw children, and many more children than he remembered.Some are sleeping on the sofa, some are sitting on the bench playing game consoles, some are drawing little turtles on the faces of their sleeping companions with paintbrushes, some are playing music with a mandolin in their arms, and The man is trying to whittle out a wooden knife.

Of so many children, he could only recognize five of them.

Sakule, Kosuke, Shinji, Yu, Katsumi.

All five children who should have died were there.And obviously alive and kicking.

The shop owner chased after him with a beer belly, pointed at him angrily and asked, "What's the matter with you, Xiaozhi? If you are sick, just lie down and rest obediently. Don't run around like a child and worry people."

"It's not that I'm sick. If I'm sick, I won't come to eat spicy food like curry. I just see that you are so happy." He explained, turned around and walked back to the western restaurant, sitting down honestly , picked up the tableware, and began to bury his head in eating curry.

He acted too calmly, as if the abnormal behavior just now was just a basic operation, and it was not worth making a fuss at all.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to run back after him with his beer belly in his arms. He was in a rage: "Happy? Wait for me, don't eat it, I need an explanation, you said you—"

The owner's voice stopped abruptly.

He saw Xiaozhi gobbling it up.He just said, it is impossible for Xiaozhi not to like the curry he made, there must be some other reason for not taking a bite just now, now he can rest assured.

But he also saw tears.

Is it hot tears?

Oda Sakunosuke gulped down the tears and curry together, no one knew what kind of taste this kind of food tasted like.

But it should be delicious, right?The owner is not so sure.He seemed to see the flash of happiness in those quietly flowing tears.

Are you really that happy?

Xiaoori, even if the curry is delicious, there is no need to cry.

The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly, and walked away quietly.

The author has something to say: The next chapter is where the boss will appear~

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