[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

——Shinpachi opened the door of Master House.

The door creaked and was pushed to the top, and Shinpachi looked into the room to see clearly.

——The owner of Master House fell on the carpet, holding a girl with long hair in his arms.

He was stunned, took a step back and walked out, looked up to see the sign above his head, rubbed his eyes and looked inside.

——The girl was wearing a shrine maiden costume.

Shinpachi finally couldn't hold back and let out a loud exclamation.

"I said!!! What's going on!!!"

What is going on with that midnight scene that should be cut off, cut off, and cut off until there is no hair left!Why would Yinsang roll on the carpet with a girl in her arms!And what's the situation with the other party's dress!What strange character to play? ?Who will pay for the pure eyes of this minor! !

Song Yang opened his eyes when someone approached the house, and then there was a sound of pulling the door, accompanied by the boy's roar, Yin Shi also woke up yawning.

Songyang raised his head and met Yinshi whose consciousness gradually recovered.

She noticed that Yin Shi's arms around her froze immediately.

The man's silver-white curly hair was messy, and his face also had a look of confusion after a hangover, but those scarlet eyes instantly ignited a monstrous fire, and the pupils were brightly colored, as if a bloody storm was brewing.

The voice of the young man at the entrance was still shouting excitedly, but he seemed to be unable to hear it, and seemed to have lost consciousness, without saying a word or moving.

——He opened his eyes, and his gaze was firmly fixed on Songyang's face.

Considering the presence of outsiders, Songyang moved his eyes slightly and reached out to push Yinshi's arm, and this time he pushed it away easily.

The man seemed to have lost all his strength suddenly, and he collapsed on the carpet, turning his face away.

Until Songyang got up with his arms propped up, smiled apologetically at the bespectacled boy, and tried to pull him, the man still ignored him.

Song Yang squatted beside the silver-haired man in a little confusion, thought for a while, and called his name aloud.

"...Silver hour?"

——as if a decisive switch had been pressed.

Yinshi suddenly turned over and stood up, Songyang subconsciously wanted to grab the hem of his clothes, and the speed of the move was faster than the opponent's reaction, pulling Yinshi who jumped up and smashed straight into the sofa on his back.

There was a loud bang, and Xin Yayi, who was standing at the door of the living room, trembled in fright. He looked at Songyang tremblingly, and then at Yinshi who was lying face down on the sofa, and swallowed his saliva.

What is going on with the atmosphere at this murder scene——

"Silver time?"

Songyang heard the loud noise very clearly. She was worried about where Yinshi was hurt when he fell, so she knelt down and carefully held Yinshi's shoulders to pull him up a distance, and she refused to twist when she touched Yinshi. come face.

"Where did you hit?"

The man turned his head abruptly, stood up again, and the red eyes that were originally emotionally turbulent returned to calm.

"...What are you doing?"

He spoke in such a casual tone.

"Ayin, I don't remember calling this kind of door-to-door service, or this kind of costume play. Nothing happened. Ah Yin won't pay you a dime."

Songyang was a little dazed by his reaction.

"...Huh? What? Gintoki—"

"...Suddenly he looked very familiar with Ah Yin, Ah Yin didn't remember what happened last night at all."

The silver-haired man shrugged in a nonchalant tone.

There was a bruise on that impatient face from the knock down just now, and he didn't care, he walked around Songyang to greet Shinpachi who was standing at the door at a loss.

"Why stand there stupidly, Ah Yin didn't hire you to work to be in a daze."

"...Well, shouldn't it be better for me to avoid it?"

Shinpachi stared blankly at the two people with a strange atmosphere, so embarrassed that he was in a dilemma.

How do you think this lady witch knows Yinsang, but what is going on with Yinsang's attitude?

He knows that although Yinshi usually has an attitude of not being interested in anything, and loves to be lazy and doesn't work hard, he is still a reliable and responsible man in essence.

It's a joke, it's true that the experienced man who is full of pornographic jokes from time to time is indeed easy to be linked to the sex incident, but to this extent, it has never happened before——

"I'm talking about you, Miss over there, Ah Yin really didn't do anything to you, right? Ah Yin is drunk, but Miss, are you sober?"

Songyang was startled, and realized that Yinshi was talking to her, and he really didn't know how to react for a while.

How did you get along with this man in the past?Can't remember.

What about the relationship with this man?Can't remember either.

I only know that it is very important, it is very important to be able to let the anomaly with no destination be connected to this world with peace of mind.

Only this is the bond that cannot be forgotten no matter how many times it is buried in the soil.

——Of course she could see that Yin Shi was avoiding something, maybe it was the past acquaintance with her, maybe it was just avoiding her, or the fact that she appeared.

Sure enough, she did something to embarrass the other party, or owed the other party something.

Do you make the other person feel troubled by self-seeking?

"……Feel sorry."

As a result, what I subconsciously said was an apology.

"What? Why are you apologizing to Ah Yin—"

"As for me, it's because I can't remember the past, but I do remember that Gintoki is a very important person, so I want to meet Gintoki no matter what..."

Songyang explained slowly, and smiled apologetically at Shinpachi, intending to leave.

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding, I hope I didn't disturb you all. Then I'll go back first."

"Back to where."

The deep voice of the man with his back to her came.

Yinshi turned around and looked at Songyang with a gloomy expression on his face.

"I don't remember anything, amnesia is so complete, what's the matter if I still have a place to go back to?"

"It's thanks to the care of the witches and sisters of Huanglongmen. I appeared in the shrine for unknown reasons before, and I have been taken care of by them."

Shinpachi scratched the back of his head and said. "But Huanglongmen...isn't it going to be transformed into a planetary transfer station?"

After all, it wasn't something glorious, and Shinpachi just heard rumors among the residents of Kabukicho that the Huanglongmen Shrine was forcibly demolished, and the shrine maidens were driven out.

"Yes." Songyang frowned in distress.

"Originally, the miscellaneous soldiers who were celestial beings can clean up neatly, but if they are replaced by envoys of the shogunate, they will be troubled if they act rashly. I still—"

"So there's nowhere to go?" Yin Shi interrupted her.

"Planning—"

"Let's live here first."

"Hey??" It was Shinpachi who exclaimed first, but he quickly covered his mouth and quietly acted as the background board.

Probably thinking it was too abrupt, Gintoki added another sentence.

"Don't you still remember Ah Yin? Really, are you Xia Li? You won't even forget your own name?"

"The name is Yoshida Matsuyo, although I'm not sure if it's—"

"It's your name." Yinshi answered her in an affirmative tone.

Then, as if to convince himself, he repeated.

"You are Yoshida Matsuyo, that's right."

Song Yang was a little surprised and asked hesitantly.

"Then I did know Yinshi once?"

"Ah."

——It was when Songyang sat relaxed on the sofa, Yinshi sat behind the desk uncomfortably fiddling with the empty photo frames on the desk, and Xinbaduan brought the teacup.

"What's the relationship with Yinshi's past?"

Songyang picked up the teacup and took a sip, asking out of curiosity and concern about losing his memory.

If we talk about the remaining part, it is the appearance of the man in front of him who is much more immature than he is now.

How long is the missing time?

Yinshi paused, and Songyang felt that his eyes looked a little flickering.

"……What do you think?"

He asked rhetorically.

"Huh? Me..." Songyang frowned, while paying attention to the change of Yinshi's expression, guessed.

"Dear?"

"...Well, it's okay to understand it this way. By the way, Ah Ba, it's new! Bring Ah Yin a glass of strawberry milk from the refrigerator."

"Don't just add jobs to hard-working employees who can't get paid!"

While Shinpachi complained, he still worked hard to get milk for Gintoki, and Gintoki made some unconvincing excuses.

"That's why you are underage, Ah Ba, and Ah Yin will save your wages for you."

"...Then please hand over your salary card to me, please Yinsang, along with the year-end you owe—"

"Okay, okay, today Ah Yin will let you take a day off with pay!"

Gintoki was subtly relieved to have finally sent away the merciless boy with glasses.

— like a dream.

Yinshi pinched the shell of the strawberry milk, biting the end of the straw nervously.

The sweet smell made his breathing rhythm slowly return to calm.

Some nights, as soon as he closed his eyes, that scene was repeated over and over again in front of his eyes, reminding him of the fact that he could not deceive himself the most.

——He quietly glanced at the person sitting on the sofa through the silver-white curly hair hanging in front of his eyes.

With light-colored long hair and light green eyes, she looks more gentle and beautiful than the spring breeze in March when she smiles.

There is no slight difference from ten years ago, neither life nor death has left traces.

— not a dream.

"However, the silver time I remember should be a few years ago."

Songyang tried his best to look at those fragmentary pictures, but shook his head regretfully.

"I can't remember the relationship with Gintoki, and I can't tell from the appearance—"

"Well, Ah Yin will tell you directly."

Yinshi threw the finished strawberry milk carton into the trash can casually, took a breath in a low voice, propped his cheeks, and seemed to look away unintentionally.

"Songyang, you... are Ah Yin's lost fiancée when he was a teenager... yo."

……

Songyang smiled and raised his fist.

"I don't know why I suddenly have the urge to throw Yinshi into the floor."

"No, no, stop that impulsiveness, Ah Yin!!"

Yinshi subconsciously hugged his head and shrank under the desk.

"Is what Ah Yin said so unbelievable! No matter how you look at this age difference, you look like an unmarried couple, you should believe Ah Yin just once!!"

"……real?"

Song Yang lowered his fist, and looked suspiciously at Gintoki's trembling face.

Should it be a habit of the body?Seeing the man's movements and expressions, he will judge whether his words are true or false, and even predict his next action and reaction.

"...That's right... That's it!"

Yin Shi's neck was so stiff that he refused to let go. Although he felt the long-lost sense of oppression in the familiar gestures, after all, adult men have more courage than reckless teenagers.

——I don’t want to lose any more.

In this life, how many times can you regain your lost.

It felt like a walking dead that had lost its life force and became human again with a living heart, or was told it was just a joke before the end of the world.

Whatever it is, it doesn't matter what it is.

"...As expected, I still feel that Yinshi is lying. Well, forget it."

Song Yang smiled and closed his fists under Yin Shi's nervous gaze.

"Anything is fine, anyway, I'm back, Gintoki."

She said so softly.

I always feel that the man in front of me must have been waiting for her words for a long, long time.

—Fortunately, it's not too late.

The author has something to say: As a result, the original silver time did not have a dream come true until the end...