[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

Spring is coming and autumn is coming, and it will be the coldest season of the year.

Grandma Shan knitted a thick scarf for both of them. Songyang thought it was interesting, so he followed suit, and finally weaved a crooked piece of red wool.

She tucked her mother-in-law's complicated gaze under the pillow to hide it, feeling embarrassed.In the end, Yin Shi, who ran over following the movement, thought she was hiding some secret treasure, and forced to turn over her pillow.

"this is?"

Yinshi put the wool block around his neck with a face of novelty, and twirled the uneven woolen whiskers at the hem of the wool block.

"Songyang, the scarf you wove? Is it for Ah Yin?"

"Well, it's barely a scarf..." Songyang seldom felt embarrassed. She couldn't contain the joy on her face when she saw Yinshi. After thinking about it, she handed over the one that Grandma Shan had knitted.

"This is the scarf Miss Shan wove for Yinshi, would you like to try it for Yinshi?"

Yinshi took it, and did not take off the semi-finished product around his neck as Songyang wished, but put the scarf in his hand on his shoulders indifferently, and waved his hand.

"Thank you, old lady, Ah Yin will take it and put it in the cabinet properly."

Songyang couldn't stop him, he watched Yinshi running away with his wooden clogs rattling on his feet, and he withdrew his hand helplessly.

Practice a few more times, and replace it with a better one for Yinshi, she thought.

"This kid is really becoming more and more annoying." Granny Shan couldn't help cursing a few words, with an angry and funny look on her face.

"The size is fast. Speaking of which, this kid will be ten years old this year."

"There are still a few days left. At that time, we must celebrate Yinshi's birthday properly. Ms. Shan will also come with me."

"Going is for your sake."

Grandma Shan and Yinshi have never been able to chat together, and they always have to bicker continuously when they meet, but Songyang knows that they both have hard-faced and soft-hearted personalities, and they are not the type of people who will show their inner feelings. She just smiled and said nothing.

"Speaking of which, Songyang, your birthday has passed this year, and I still don't know your age, so you don't mind if I ask your age?"

"It doesn't matter." Songyang was not surprised. Back in the small village of Sagami, Meizi's mother-in-law and Asuke's parents both asked her age. Although she had no concept of human age, she had learned it in the past few years. Learned some ways to deal with humans.

"What does Miss Shan think?"

"I think?" Granny Shan looked her up and down, trying to guess. "It's hard to say. Your face looks like seventeen or eighteen years old, but your eyes are not, but this kind of thing is not allowed. Seeing that you have no life experience, maybe you were just a young adult when you first came here. Where's the girl?"

"Well, that's about it."

"Then you are 20 years old this year, and you will stay here forever and keep the private school open?"

"Yes."

Songyang answered quickly without any hesitation.

"Have you thought about anything else?"

"Other things... what do you mean? Silver time?"

Granny Shan didn't know why she turned the topic to Yinshi, so she just asked questions along the way.

"When Yinshi grows up, what are you going to do? Or stay here and run a private school?"

"Well, this way Yinshi has a place to come back even when he grows up."

"...You...you spoil that brat too much."

Yin Shi crouched behind the door until the voices of the people in the room faded away, then quietly backed away from the sliding door.He took a few steps, put back the clogs he was carrying in his hand, and walked leisurely into the classroom.

Even on days off, there are still a few children who live nearby come to the private school to read.

Juichiro, who was reviewing his homework on his seat, raised his head and caught a glimpse of the bright red on Gintoki's neck.

"Brother Yinshi, what are you wearing?"

"Idiot, it's a scarf, a scarf."

"Huh? Is that so?" Shigeichiro patted his head, a little embarrassed and wanted to lean over to take a closer look, but was pushed away by Yinshi.

"Really, that idiot Songyang actually gave the result of his hand-practicing to Ah Yin, and he didn't know how to weave it better before giving it to Ah Yin."

"Oh."

Juichiro sat back indifferently, completely ignoring the way his mouth was about to reach his ears when he dropped the silver.

...It's just to show off, this guy.

Although he had that disgusting tone on his lips, Gintoki wore this bright red scarf and wandered around the private school and the village. When he was in class the next day, Juichiro saw the scarf Still hanging around his neck, Gintoki treated him as if he was treated yesterday, one by one classmates came around, until everyone had seen it once, then he picked up the knife and walked out of the classroom contentedly.

"Senior Brother Yinshi, where are you going?" The child sitting at the door asked him.Gintoki shrugged and waved his hands nonchalantly.

"You don't need to ask, of course Ah Yin ran out to find a place to sleep before Songyang appeared."

"But, the weather is quite cold..."

"It doesn't matter, I don't really sleep anyway..." Yinshi seemed to mutter a few words in a low voice, but the children at the door didn't hear clearly, and saw Yinshi's back getting smaller and smaller, only the red smear on his neck It looks real.

——When Songyang followed the movement to find the past, the first thing he saw was actually the knife stuck in the ground. The upright and standing posture made Songyang curious, thinking, how much effort Yinshi used to make it How about sticking a knife into a flagstone floor?

Then came the confrontation scene.

Standing beside Yinshi were two teenagers of the same age who were vigilant as if they were facing an enemy, and opposite them were a group of teenagers dressed as menacing warriors, and the flames of war were imminent.

Yinshi probably didn't know that disaster was imminent, he picked his nose and stepped on the back of an unknown boy, and said casually.

"Would you like Ah Yin to teach you how to skip class? You say you are a warrior, and skipping class can't be done halfway. Ah Yin thinks that the best way to skip class is to sleep together. Ah Yin, who is also skipping class, doesn't mind staying with you to the end."

Songyang rested his chin with his fingers and thought for a while.Although he didn't understand the reason of the incident, Yinshi's starting point was probably to help each other when he saw injustice, but it was a bit irritating for him to skip class one by one.

"Well said, Silver Time."

After knocking down this group of young warriors whose faces were full of bullying, Songyang turned to look at Yin, who was covered in sweat, and glanced at the cracks on the ground from the corner of his eye, with a smile on his lips more and more cordial.

How hard should I beat Yin Shihao?Sure enough, should we try planting Yinshi's small body with a bright but not-so-intelligent IQ in the ground?More or less it will leave him with a little furry head sticking out of the ground.

"Do you want to follow others' example of skipping class?"

Silver could not help but tremble.

"You bastards are 100 years too early."

Then, with a bang, like the knife, he was smashed straight into the floor.

Just right.Songyang shook his wrist, very satisfied with the result.

The two children who had escaped the catastrophe looked at her dumbfounded. Among them, the child with a ponytail showed a struggling expression and asked.

"That—are you a Super Saiyan!"

"No." Song Yang shook his head with a smile, and when he turned to pick up the big bag of silver on his head, he easily pulled out the knife and put it back into the scabbard, and waved his other hand to them as a farewell.

"Fighting will only hurt both sides. You two little warriors should go back to school quickly and don't skip classes anymore."

Yinshi made friends of the same age, she thought.

——"The bag on the head is the punishment for skipping classes, but there is nothing wrong with seeing injustice, so I will also give silver hour rewards."

Yinshi, who was wrapped into rice dumplings again, turned his head with difficulty, and saw Songyang holding a brand-new red scarf in front of him with a smile, and opened his other hand to him.

"Look at Yinshi, it's a newly made scarf. This one looks like a scarf at last. Please return the semi-finished product to me."

"There is no way to say that what is sent out will be returned."

Gintoki muttered indistinctly, grabbed the scarf and turned around and ran away. "Ayin wants to hide your black history, so as not to return it to you."

Appearing after a while, Yinshi wore a new scarf, but the old scarf disappeared as he said, Songyang had nothing to do with him, shook his head helplessly, and teased him with a smile.

"It's time for a nap, what are you doing wearing a scarf? Do you like the scarf I knitted?"

"It's not there!" Yinshi jumped up suddenly, as if Dao had broken his mind, he waved his hands in a panic, and his eyes drifted wildly.

"Ayin didn't like it very much! It's just that you are serious about weaving. So Ayin, Ayin is thinking about your face!"

"That's it." Songyang thought his reaction was very interesting, deliberately teased him, and bowed his head pretending to be sad.

"I thought Yinshi would like it..."

"..."

"..."

"A Yin takes back what he said just now."

The silver-haired boy stretched out his hands awkwardly, cupping her face in his hands, trying to make her raise her head. "So Songyang, don't be unhappy because of Ah Yin's random talk."

Songyang was stunned, and the warmth of the boy's palms on both sides of her cheeks made her slightly distracted.

This gesture is too close, and the touch of skin close to skin is too unfamiliar.In the few years they have been together, this is an unprecedented close distance, and Songyang was also taken aback for a while, not knowing how to react.

She stared at Yinshi's serious red eyes exposed outside the bandage, blinked, and her eyes fell on the traces of the liquid medicine seeping out of his bandage, she couldn't help chuckling, Yinshi realized that What was he doing, he withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and put his hands behind his back uncomfortably.

"In short, in short, Ah Yin has said so, Songyang, don't think so much, Ah Yin, go to bed and see you tomorrow!"

The silver-haired boy ran away in a panic as if he was escaping from something.Songyang was a little dazed, watching Yinshi's back disappearing in the opposite direction of his room, feeling confused.

Teenagers are really weird and unpredictable, she thought.

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