[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

When Songyang walked into the dojo, he was still a little puzzled.

On weekdays, when she overslept from a nap, Yinshi would open her room door and shake her bed carelessly to wake her up. Songyang had never been vigilant about the people around him, so he let him come in and out freely.

When I used to eat and sleep on the road, I was lucky to find a place to sleep in the mountains. It was not until I settled down in Matsumoto Village and had a living yard that the two of them had the concept of a room. She slept in the bedroom where her mother-in-law’s son used to be. She started to sleep with her, and later the night shirt mother-in-law cleaned up the guest room, but she still had no scruples about going in and out of her room.

Grandma Shan reminded him several times about etiquette, and he refused to change it. Songyang didn't have any concerns about it, and he never cared about it.

In the past few days, Yinshi seems to have changed her sex, either sending the female students in the class to call her, or simply letting her sleep until she wakes up naturally, in short, she is determined not to step into her room.

Song Yang stared at Yin Shi, who was carrying a bamboo knife in a high-spirited manner amidst the children's surroundings and cheers, and the purple-haired child lying on the floor with his feet up in the air, and was stunned.

Is it the kid I met yesterday, came to play with Yinshi so soon?

"Wow! Brother Yinshi has won again!"

"of course!"

Yinshi smugly picked his nostrils, but sarcastically said mercilessly.

"Did you feel it! Calling you a stinky brat to kick the gym, Ah Yin has already said that he will teach you a heart-wrenching lesson—"

"Heartbreaking?" Songyang squeezed his fist behind him with a smile on his face.

"Is it the top of Yin Shi's head?"

Yinshi's nostril-picking hand froze, and he slowly lowered his hand, pretending to wipe it on the corner of his clothes inadvertently, and before Songyang could speak, he suddenly put down the wooden knife and ran away without even looking over.

Songyang didn't catch him by accident. She looked at Yinshi's back and shook her head helplessly. She reached out to help the purple-haired boy who was lying on the ground, but was rejected indifferently.

"Don't bother, I can get up by myself."

Songyang thought about it for a while, then stretched out his hand neatly and put the child on his shoulders, regardless of the child's resistance, he happily pushed him into the backyard.

"what are you doing."

Probably knowing that the struggle was fruitless, the child let her fight all the way into the inner room with a gloomy face, and was placed on the cushion by her again. Seeing her busy looking for something, the child couldn't help but make a sound.

Songyang was rummaging through the leftover bandages from yesterday, when he saw the child open his mouth, he couldn't help but bend his lips.

"I'll find some medicine and bandages for you. By the way, what's your name?"

"Takasugi Shinsuke."

"My name is Yoshida Matsuyo."

"I know, I've heard about you."

"Have you heard of it? What kind of things are they?"

Songyang covered Takasugi's face with the wound medicine, and wrapped his whole head with a bandage.Gao Shan sat upright, but did not dare to move, struggling to endure the astringent taste of the wound medicine flowing into his mouth, and made a sound with difficulty.

"They said, you take a white-haired kid with you, you open a private school, you don't charge for it, you teach poor children to read, it's so hard..."

The breathable air became thinner and thinner, Gao Shan couldn't help pulling his nose and mouth out of the bandage, took a deep breath, and immediately recognized the strange smell remaining on the bandage.

"This bandage—"

"what's wrong?"

"There is a smell."

"The smell of wound medicine is really not pleasant. Gintoki doesn't like it either."

"No..." Gao Shan put the finger that touched the bandage in front of his nose and smelled it, and said. "It's fragrant, I can't tell what it smells like."

"what."

Songyang rubbed the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"I seem to have brought you a chest bandage, sorry."

"...wrap around the chest?"

Takasugi repeated it calmly, still maintaining the posture of sitting upright, breathing steadily and repeated the sentence a second time. "A chest bandage?"

"I'll take it off for you first, just be obedient and don't move around."

Songyang has not yet realized what kind of inner impact her words had on the young warrior who was particular about etiquette.

Gao Shan let her undo the bandage round and round in a daze, and then put on a new bandage and wrap it back round and round. His thinking ability and his breathing space became more and more narrow.

Wrapping the chest, does it mean wrapping the chest?Some ronin seem to have this habit, but the smell, do men have this smell?It's not impossible, isn't it impossible? ?

After wrapping up the bandage, Songyang couldn't help asking in surprise when he saw that Gao Shan was still sitting upright on the cushion, staring at those emerald green eyes as if his soul was out of his body. "What's the matter, you seem to be very hit, you only lost once, maybe you can win it back next time—"

"—You, are you a woman?"

The voice was indistinct under the bandage, Songyang curiously helped him pull out his mouth, saw him take a big breath, and asked again word by word. "Yoshida Shoyo, are you a woman?"

"That's right."

Songyang nodded with a smile, and gave the purple-haired boy a head-on blow.

Gao Shan opened his mouth, stared at her, then closed his mouth again, and continued to stare at her without saying a word, as if trying to see through her with his eyes, Songyang didn't know what to say to him for a while, in silence, Gao Shan suddenly stood up and bowed violently to her.

"Thank you! I will come to kick the gym again tomorrow!"

Then he turned and ran.Songyang saw him pull past the ponytail kid who was squatting behind the fence and peeping, causing him to stumble and shout after him.

"Takasugi let go of my braid! It hurts so much!"

"Shut up, idiot top student!"

"It's not a top student, it's Gui!"

The slapstick figures of the teenagers disappeared from sight.

It's so lively.Song Yang smiled and sighed a few times, turned his head, caught a glimpse of Yin Shi guarding the other side of the hallway with a knife in his hand, and when he saw her looking over, he immediately ran away as quickly as if he was electrocuted.

As dull as Song Yang, he also sensed something was wrong.

The child Yinshi seemed to be secretly competing with her, and he was having an unexplainable awkwardness by himself.

She is actually not good at dealing with the complicated emotions of children.The first children in the private school were almost obedient when they saw her appear, and they all wanted to throw themselves into her arms.

The first time she caught the soft and warm child in her arms, she was stunned for a long time before carefully stroking the hair of the child who cheerfully called "Sir".

——She really cherishes such human warmth.

So he was at a loss, afraid that he would hurt them, just like before, quiet and mature, so that she didn't know anything about his painful emotions.

If she could be more sensitive, wouldn't it, wouldn't it be different—

Once Songyang has his heart, he will be more stubborn than anyone else, but Yinshi is even more stubborn than her. He just doesn't give her a chance to speak, and uses his increasingly powerful skills to avoid confronting her head-on.Songyang failed to catch him for several days, and couldn't help feeling frustrated.

Even Gao Shan, who was being bandaged by her wound, could see that she was absent-minded, and couldn't help asking.

"You...look troubled."

"Is it obvious?"

Songyang sighed, with a slightly melancholy smile on his face.

"Ah."

Takasugi nodded and said calmly. "You actually only wrapped half of my head this time."

"Because you didn't get hurt much this time."

Seeing his young and mature appearance, Songyang couldn't help laughing, and reached out to stroke his neat short purple hair.

"Jin Zhu has become more and more powerful."

Gao Shan felt the warmth of her palm above his head, and couldn't help but blushed, but when he heard her words, he became depressed again.

"Still can't beat that guy."

The purple-haired boy stated the facts word by word, and the atmosphere was heavy.

"He is very strong, he can do whatever he wants with swordsmanship, it's a mess, did you teach him?"

Takasugi has never seen such a random move.He lives in a world with strict rules and regulations, and has always been bound by the samurai's code, but he is a child after all, and he also has a fierce heart to break through the cage.

Most of the students in the martial arts gym were born in families with higher status than him, and he could not bear to show off their might on weekdays, and he never showed mercy when fighting against them.

too weak.he thinks.

If a so-called samurai only has this level of strength——

But not.

The father said that he should not provoke the disciples of the family who were higher than him, so he hung him up, whipped him, and warned him that he must behave in accordance with his status.

"What are you doing! Don't cause trouble for the family anymore! You should treat the son of Mr. Horita's family with courtesy, instead of wantonly trampling on the face of the other family. Next time, you will no longer be a member of the Takasugi family !"

The so-called samurai.

With a sneer, he vented his unyielding and unwillingness to kick again and again, raised his wooden knife and swung it vigorously at the white-haired kid.

But a samurai.

One day, I can become stronger than myself now——

"Originally, I was fed up with fighting weak guys and wanted to challenge you. As a result—"

When Gao Shan said this, his usual calm appearance broke down, and his voice sounded like gnashing of teeth.

"That guy ran over as soon as he heard that, what did he say? If he wants to fight you, pass him first. That guy is so strong, you must be stronger if you can teach him, right?"

A woman though, he thought.

Gao Shan quietly raised his eyes to look at the face of the person opposite, met her beautiful green eyes, and quickly moved away.

And a very beautiful person.

Among the samurai, there would be such a gentle and beautiful person——

"I never taught Gintoki."

Songyang smiled and explained to the purple-haired boy who couldn't hide his curiosity.

"The kid is self-taught, and I'm just a sparring partner at best—don't get discouraged."

Seeing Gao Shan lowered her head, she said in relief.

"That kid is a little special. He has to make himself stronger in order to survive. However, if you insist on playing in the gym, it's not sure who will win."

"Anyway, you're definitely stronger than him, aren't you?"

"Sa, I'm already an adult, and you, as long as you continue to follow your good will, it's fine, as long as you become stronger than yourself yesterday, isn't the so-called strength a comparison with your weak self. "

When she said that, there was a slightly confused look in her eyes that didn't match the smile on her face.

It was as if she hadn't strengthened her true will deep in her heart.

But at this time, Takasugi hadn't been able to understand these.

He just meditated on what Songyang said, thinking about the remarks that refuted the Bushido spirit pursued by the family, stood up quietly from the floor, and bowed solemnly again.

"I'll come back tomorrow, when the time comes, please fight me again."

"With me? Why?"

"I want a way forward."

Even if it is a single person's path, as long as there is a ray of light leading the way, he will be able to persevere to the end.

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