Yokohama old father writes book daily

"Yoshihara..." Sakata Gintoki stood outside the gate of Yoshihara, propped his head, showing some discomfort. "Why does this name make me feel uneasy? Why do I always feel that a kid named Qingta will come out and ask me for money later?"

People come and go in front of the gate opened to the northwest, and you can see the arched gatehouse and the street curved into an S shape in front of the gate.

According to legend, this S-shaped design was intentional, so that the general could not see the inside of Yoshiwara on his way to Nikko to worship his ancestors, and it has been kept since then.

And the interior of Yoshihara is of course chaotic, with rows of places where people are looking for flowers and willows, big and small.

Because it is in the special Taisho period, the old elegant small residence is harmoniously combined with the Western-style doorposts, and the ambiguous red lanterns are intertwined with the poles wrapped with spider-like wires.

All kinds of elements collide together, regardless of each other, rubbing against each other, and distracting thoughts abound.

Yinshi didn't even need to take a deep breath, the breath of the woman's powder came out along the wind and penetrated into his nose. Many men who came and went had irritating intoxication and confusion on their faces, but usually the expressions were beyond intoxication and confusion. It's even more disgusting.

There are some similarities with Kabukicho, where the master house is opened, but it is still the most similar to Yoshihara Taoyuan Township in their world.

Gintoki covered his face and tried to turn around and leave, Shimura Shinhachi grabbed him: "Gin-san, where do you want to go?"

"Of course it's a different place to buy ice cream. It's obviously not sold here." Yin Shi replied with a blank eye, "I'm not as lucky as you. I've been a paper man for half a year. Do you know what happened to me in the past six months? Did you come here?! I couldn’t even eat a bite of sweets!”

Yinshi's saliva almost sprayed on Xin Baji's face, and Xin Baji was also angry immediately: "Didn't you do your homework before time travel? Not only will there be no ice cream here, there will be no ice cream anywhere! And we There is no currency that can be used on me!"

"I don't care! I've been a paper man for half a year! I almost don't remember the taste of candy! It's too difficult for me!"

"What are you being coquettish about? It's disgusting!"

Kagura opened a broken umbrella that was thrown in the corner, not in a very beautiful mood, looked at this side coldly and said: "Xin Baji, ignore him, just bury him, the spirit of Master House has been destroyed. We inherit, this time Yoshihara will be saved by you and me."

Yinshi yelled angrily: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back! Even if you are a paper man, you can still eat. The children of Odasaku serve you vinegar kelp every day. Of course you don't understand my pain!"

Xinbaji looked at Kagura and scratched his head: "But there must be no Night King Fengxian in this Yoshihara, nor Taifu Hirin who was trapped, nor Haruta who entrusted us to help. It is completely different from the Yoshihara in our world. There is no way to save it if you say it."

Yin Shi burst into tears: "You two really care about me!"

The noise of the three of them suddenly stopped tacitly at a certain moment.

A sneaky person came out of Yoshihara, dragging a big burden, and ran to a remote place.

The three looked at each other and followed in tacit understanding.

After a while—

Yinshi picked up a monochromatic kimono at random: "Why are they all women's clothes? This guy's hobbies are too worthless. At least he should have a purse."

Kagura casually threw away a thin wooden hairpin: "What a poor guy, Alu."

Xin Baji put down a pair of two-tooth wooden clogs, sighed, and asked the person whose nose was bruised and swollen by them: "What's the matter with these things?"

The guy who had been beaten up groaned for a long time before he roughly explained the situation.

It turned out that he was responsible for burning the clothes left by the fleeing women in Yoshiwara, because it was unlucky to keep those things.

But after taking the job, he planned to secretly keep the clothes and take them out to sell. That's why what happened just now when he sneaked out and was beaten.

"Will these clothes be recognized as belonging to the fugitives if they are worn inside Yoshihara?" Gintoki pondered for a while, then asked with a gloomy face.

The beaten poor man shook his head again and again: "Of course I picked out the recognizable ones and burned them. The rest will be sold for money so that they won't be easily discovered."

"It's pretty smart." Yinshi nodded, "You can get lost."

The poor ghost hesitated, and became less willing to leave: "Then you guys return these things to me. I don't think I stole them, and they belong to me. At worst, I will share [-]% with you in the end."

Kagura smiled kindly and raised his fist.The poor ghost immediately hugged his head and ran away.

Xin Baji easily understood what Yinshi wanted to do. They used to disguise themselves a lot before, and this was a routine operation.

But this time he still had some doubts, so he asked while changing clothes: "We separated from everyone, shouldn't we look around and find a way to gather together?"

Yinshi shook his head: "What is the purpose of our coming? We came here to find something. The world is so big, so of course we have to spread it out, and the most urgent thing now is to find a place to eat and drink. We have no money."

So, the three people in Wanshiwu collectively disguised themselves, and the three of them, regardless of gender, shamelessly stuffed themselves with a pair of big breasts, and staggered into Yoshihara hand in hand.

While they looked around, they exchanged in low voices: "The then house... how about this one?"

"Okay, let's go to this place."

They rushed to the old bustard who was in the house at that time, hugged each other's thighs and cried loudly: "Please accept us! Hey! We three sisters are poor little cabbages that no one wants!"

Not to mention whether the old bustard of Renwu was frightened, I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, a similar thing happened on the other side.

The first person to arrive was Akutagawa, but when he appeared, he was in the darkest corner of Yoshihara.There was a river, overgrown with weeds, and clustered with shabby, decaying shacks.

He randomly picked a wandering girl who was huddled in a corner with a numb expression and asked the way: "Where is this?"

The wandering girl raised her face, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes, she was so thin that she almost lost her shape, she could do nothing but wait for death, she didn't respond to Akutagawa's question, she just stared blankly at his face.

Akutagawa is familiar with such people. He has seen a lot of weak people who have lost their will to live and are waiting for the end in the corner of the poor street, and he knows exactly what attitude to have when talking to them.

So he bent down and stared at the wandering girl indifferently: "Do you still want to live? Or who do you want to die?"

Younv grinned: "No, the person I hated has died this morning, and the rest of my life is meaningless. This is Yoshihara, if you want me to be more specific..."

She raised her hand and pointed tremblingly at the river not far away: "This is the banks of the Rashomon River."

In Yoshihara, there is a middle street decorated with facades, where the stores open are all resplendent and magnificent, and there are often oirans parading the street, decorating the illusion of love with elegance, attracting distinguished guests who spend a lot of money.

Therefore, Yoshiwara naturally also needs to have sewers that hide filth and filth, which can satisfy the poor and vagrants, and let human primitive evil desires have nowhere to hide. This is the Rashomon River.

Akutagawa's fingers moved.He couldn't help but think of his own abilities.

He glanced at Younu's empty eyes again, and slowly stood up: "Speaking of Rashomon..."

The hem of his clothes spread out behind him, like a dormant beast finally opened its sharp teeth, stretched and stretched, and finally combined into a ferocious monster made of clothes and materials.

You Nu's expression changed, her eyes widened in horror, the numbness faded from her dull eyes, and finally some agility that a living person should have appeared.

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't even scream, she could only tremble violently.

Akutagawa looked at her condescendingly, with a cold tone: "Remember what it looks like, from now on [Rashomon] will no longer be just a river to you, be afraid of it, just like you once had in your heart. hatred."

He didn't do anything specific, and after scaring the girl half to death, he withdrew the ability, turned and left.

He stepped on the banks of the Rashomon River with every step, and looked at the reflections of everything in the river with his peripheral vision.

In fact, he didn't mind the duplicate name very much, but felt that it was a rare coincidence.This river is really similar to the poor street he used to live in, both are the same abyss of pain.

Within two steps, Akutagawa and Sakunosuke Oda met up: "Teacher?"

"Ah, coincidence." The red-haired man nodded calmly, "Why did you do that just now? I thought you were going to kill her."

Turns out I just saw it all.

Akutagawa shook his head, and the soft snow-white temples swept across his cheeks, with a gentle feeling: "I just want to give her the meaning of existence."

"That's it." The red-haired man understood.

This student doesn't seem to be so hopeless anymore, and he actually has an enthusiastic side to help others.

But this enthusiasm is also very distorted. How can Akutagawa help people like this?Too hardcore.

"Teacher, what to do next?"

"Wait for Chuya Zhongyuan. He just saw a ronin who planned to renege on his debt. He felt uncomfortable and went to beat him up. He should bring back some news later."

"Okay." Akutagawa nodded, "Mr. Nakahara is a friend of the teacher?"

The red-haired man thought that Akutagawa would not be exposed to the news about Dazai no matter what, so he thought about it and said: "Yes." In short, he said less and less wrong.

He didn't expect that Akutagawa's travel certificate would be sent to Akutagawa in the end, and now he can only pray that Akutagawa won't meet Dazai.

But he himself still wanted to meet Dazai very much, so he was a little entangled.

Akutagawa was actually just asking casually, and after receiving the answer, he didn't think much about it, and directly attacked the red-haired man.The beast in clothes that he was only scary and harmless just now was full of lethality.

This is not to kill the teacher, but an ordinary field sparring.

The red-haired man felt that since he became the teacher and agreed to Dazai's promise to compete with the student, he had no choice but to train Akutagawa with all his strength, so he didn't complain at all, and started to practice with him very bad-tempered.

When Nakahara Chuya came back with the loot, he almost thought Akutagawa was the enemy.

"This is my student." The red-haired man introduced, while calmly dodging a deadly attack from Akutagawa waving at his celestial cover.

In order to prevent Chuya Nakahara from mentioning Dazai or Hong Kong gangsters, it was rare for him to take the initiative to issue orders: "We will find a way to sneak into Naka Street in Yoshihara. I have a feeling that there must be something hidden there."

Maybe there is a [book] hidden in it.

"How did you get in?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised the thin money bag in his hand, which was the only trophy.

The red-haired man thought back to his friend Yinshi who was very resourceful. What would he do if it was Yinshi?

He quickly affirmed: "We pretend to be women and sell ourselves in."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also shocked.