[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

As a result, when Songyang came home, there was a drunk natural curly roll lying on his back, still swaying restlessly, Songyang had to stop and lift his butt up a few times.

"Ayin, hiccup, Ah Yin defeated you, hehehe, ah, so soft, so soft." He didn't know what bad thing he thought of, and laughed foolishly while breathing out the smell of alcohol.

Gao Shan, who was with her, had a dark face all the way, trying to suppress the urge to twitch his face when he wanted to throw the knife at the silver.

"Really, it's still restless to be drunk like this." Songyang suffered a headache from his torment, and Gui volunteered to help, and hit Yinshi's buttocks with a wooden knife backhand, vowing to report the kicked just now hatred.

After finally transporting Yinshi back to the private school, and throwing him on his little bed, Gui frantically went to cook sober soup, and dragged Takasugi to help, leaving Songyang to take care of Yinshi.

Yinshi's drinking capacity has always been so-so, but he couldn't stop once he drank. Last year, he secretly went to buy wine without telling Songyang and came back to drink. He hid himself and drank until his eyes turned white and he became unconscious. Granny Shan mercilessly poured a large bowl of hangover soup before opening her eyes.

Inevitably, he was beaten up by Songyang afterwards, and the swollen bump on Yinshi's head almost caught up with the size of his head in those few days, which really made Gaoshan and Gui laugh for a while.

This time he was still sober after being drunk, but lying on the tatami foolishly, with a hot towel on his forehead, talking nonsense.

Songyang also couldn't understand, and saw him calling his name with a smirk, and saw him open his hazy eyes, and sat up suddenly to hug her.

"Ayin wants to hug, hiccup, Songyang Songyang, hug, hug."

When he was sober, he obviously didn't like to get close to her, but when he was drunk, he acted like a child.

"Got it." Songyang opened his arms to catch him, but was caught off guard by the other party and fell to the floor.

"Hey hey hey." Yin Shi pressed her and writhed wildly, her curly hair rubbing against her face itchy.

"So soft, Ah Yin likes you, likes you."

Songyang took a little effort to lift Yinshi up and throw it back on the tatami. Hearing Yinshi was still yelling strange words, he helplessly comforted him.

"Okay, okay, I like Yinshi too, so hurry up and sleep for a while."

Yinshi actually calmed down in an instant, showing a satisfied expression, and started snoring, which surprised Songyang a little.

——It's unexpectedly cute when drunk.

She reached out to test the temperature of Yinshi's forehead, and after confirming that everything was normal, she took off the towel.

Gui turned off the stove and walked out of the kitchen, seeing Takasugi standing in a daze at the door with hangover soup, asked curiously.

"Takasugi-san? Could it be... that I was frozen by my own time!"

Takasugi quickly came back to his senses.He sneered inexplicably, handed the hangover soup to Gui, turned and left.

Gui was stunned, and probed to see the scene in the room, but he didn't find any clues. He was really confused, and walked in with hangover soup in a daze.

"Teacher, the hangover soup is delivered, may I just pour it directly into Yinshi's nostrils?"

"Hmm——in that case, Yinshi will choke the hangover soup into his airway, and then he will suffocate to death."

"Then I'll find a bamboo tube and pour the hangover soup into Yinshi's ears."

"Don't be so troublesome, Xiaotaro, come and help me, let's open Yinshi's mouth to the maximum, and just pour it in."

When Yinshi heard them decide on such a rough method in a few words, Jiu woke up more than half in fright, and immediately pretended to be about to wake up, yawned exaggeratedly, and opened his eyes.

"Ayin's head hurts so much, where is this place, and who is Ayin?"

"Drink it yourself when you wake up."

Songyang helped him up helplessly, handed him the hangover soup, and urged him to drink it down without leaving a drop.

"Okay, go back to sleep. Kotaro sleep in my room first, I'll ask Jinsuke to come over with me."

"Ah, is it convenient?"

Gui looked at her hesitantly and asked. "I mean, after all, the teacher is..."

"Xiao Taro saw it too."

"Well, it's actually very early..."

Songyang felt a little frustrated.Seeing that Gui looked embarrassed, she couldn't help joking. "Then you'll have to sleep in the same room as the stinky Yinshi."

"Ayin is not smelly!"

Yinshi got up energetically and ran out the door, at the same time, he didn't forget to give Gui a look. "A Yin is going to take a shower now, you are not allowed to step into the teacher's room with a wig!"

"Not a wig is Gui!"

"Who told you this!"

——Finally, the three children cleaned themselves up and climbed into the bedding one by one. Songyang was relieved, and stepped out lightly to close the sliding door for them.

Moonlight came in from the window, reflected in Takasugi's slowly opened eyes, when he turned his head to glance at Gin who was sleeping sprawled all over, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

I'm jealous, he thought.

But what am I jealous about?

The 13-year-old Takasugi Shinsuke still couldn't figure out where the churning emotions in his heart came from.

He could only recall over and over again the man's overreaching words when he faced Yin and the almost indulgent smile when he hugged him, and swallowed the sour feeling in his lips and tongue.

I also--

I want too--

What do you want?

——When Ms. Awen from the dessert shop anxiously brought the message from the city to Songyang, she was discussing an unproven history of the Warring States Period with Gui, who was the first to wake up.

The events in Songyang’s memory happened to be different from the book that Gui had read, and the two of them were discussing excitedly when they heard Miss Awen knocking on the door outside, Songyang didn’t even put down the book, While opening the door for her, he was chatting happily with Gui.

"Something--something happened!"

Miss Awen seemed to be running in a hurry, her head was covered with sweat, she wiped her forehead and said out of breath.

"Grandma Shan, Granny Shan, she seems to have suffered a serious illness and was admitted to the hospital in the city!"

The smile on Songyang's face froze for a moment.She froze for a few seconds before slowly opening her mouth to ask.

"Why did it suddenly..."

"I don't know the details. Anyway, I'm going to the city to see the situation. Mr. Songyang will come with me!"

"Okay, okay."

In fact, Songyang still hadn't come to his senses.With a somewhat bewildered expression on her face, she called Gui who was also bewildered, and instructed him. "Later, please ask Kotaro to let the children in the private school study by themselves—"

"Today is the weekend..." Gui reminded in a low voice.

Song Yang froze for a moment, pursed his lips, and smiled a little at a loss.

"Then... Xiaotaro, please tell them not to run around, just stay in the private school and wait for me to come back."

Gui nodded, looking at Songyang's dazed expression with some worry, he hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak, when he saw that Songyang had followed Miss Awen out of the door, and he didn't have time to say what he wanted to ask.

"Grandma Shan..." What happened?

Should it be—

Gui couldn't help trembling, not daring to continue thinking about it.

It's not that he hasn't experienced such a change, or it is precisely because he has also experienced such a change, so he doesn't want to think about anything at this moment.

Just wait for the good news from the teacher, he thought.

--"so."

Gao Shan listened to Gui's report with a blank face, and his tone was so calm that it was a little scary.

"Can we just do nothing and wait for the teacher to come back?"

"……I have no idea."

Gui bit his lip, his expression tangled.

"I'm just worried..."

"Teacher Songyang said so."

Yinshi still looked listless, holding his inseparable knife, and slumped carelessly on the tatami without even looking at the two of them.

"Everyone is usually a good student of the teacher, and now they are not going to be obedient and obedient babies? Ah Yin doesn't know what you are making a fuss about, making the old woman seem to be dying soon—"

With a gust of wind, the fist hit Yinshi's face.

Yinshi reacted quickly and narrowly escaped by turning around backwards.He propped himself up on the ground, holding the scabbard with his hand, and his expression became serious.

"Gao Shan, Ah Yin is not in the mood to fight with you now."

"I'm not in that mood either."

Gao Shan withdrew his fist, pulled Gui who was standing still, and sneered. "Sakata Gintoki, you can stay here and wait for the teacher to come back, Gui, let's go—"

"Go to what."

Yinshi held the knife in his hand, and stretched out his hand neatly to block the blade in front of the sliding door.

"Don't you understand?"

Using this strength, he jumped in front of Gao Shan and Gui, blocking their way and not giving them a chance to get out.

"A Yin said, Teacher Songyang wants us to stay here."

He didn't seem to notice Takasugi's gloomy complexion and clenched fists, and kept the door on his own.

"The meaning of staying here is that we are not allowed to leave alone. Do you understand?"

"Silver time, don't add fuel to the fire, hey-"

"Sakata Gintoki."

Takasugi knew that his emotions were on the verge of eruption, and he tried his best to suppress this anger, not wanting to spend time on meaningless quarrels.

"It's your business that you don't care. I don't think Teacher Songyang will be angry because we went to see Granny Shan privately. You and I know this very well. So you don't have to go. If you want to be a good student, it's all yours things, but don't block our way, I don't want to do anything with you now."

"That guy won't be angry, he will only blame himself stupidly."

Yinshi threw out such a sentence without thinking, and the knife in his hand had no intention of taking it away.

"Anyway, you guys don't understand, you can leave if you want, after beating Ah Yin."

——When Songyang returned to the private school, it was almost dusk.

As soon as she approached the courtyard of the private school, Gui who was guarding the door greeted her.

"Teacher..." Gui looked at her with nervous eyes. "Grandma Shan...how is it?"

Song Yang stroked his hair and sighed softly.

"Still very energetic. Asked how we played yesterday, and gave me the photos to bring back. Tomorrow—no, these days, the private school will be on holiday first. Let's go to see Miss Shan every day, okay?"

Gui seemed to understand what she hadn't said, and stared at her blankly with those big eyes, the sockets of which began to turn red.

"It's okay." Songyang took him into his arms, patted his back gently to comfort him, and let him vent out the emotions that had been suppressed all day.

"Miss Shan, she is just sick and will get better. Don't worry, she will get better."

——No one expected that the things sent back in the name of Ume Taro were actually left behind after his death in battle.

The mother-in-law who received the item fell to the ground on the spot.

It was her old friend Luzi Granny who brought Granny Shan to the hospital. Granny Luzi told Songyang that Granny Shan had always had heart problems. The stimulation was too great, and the body just collapsed like this. Even if he was temporarily rescued, he couldn't survive for too long.

Even so, she regained consciousness several times when she was rescued, and insisted on asking Dr. Hisaka where the body of Umetaro was.

"But where can I find it?"

Granny Lvzi covered her face and couldn't stop sobbing.

"This is a battlefield—that's how war is. The soldiers on the march just buried Umetaro's body hastily and then went to the next battlefield. How can they send the body back..."

War is like this, countless people have paid their blood and lives for it, and they are silently submerged in the loess.

In other words, the same is true of human life, which is easily lost, and there is no possibility of waking up.

This is the result that being a monster can never achieve.

death.

It was she who had seen it too many times, and brought it to the end of this world countless times with her own hands.

The author has something to say: Bento still has to be released, a few years later than the previous version, and the contradiction between the two is coming