[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

It was minutes after she was led out of the police station by the creature named Elizabeth.

They stand on the bank of a river away from the center of Kabukicho.

"Hello?"

Songyang tentatively turned the wrist that was being held, and the other party let go of his hand, and stared at her with those big eyes that looked like paintings.

The writing board that was used to knock Yamazaki unconscious was still in Elizabeth's hand, and she didn't intend to continue writing.

No matter from the name to the image, it is very strange, why do you still feel a strong gaze coming out of the puppet costume?

"Is your name Elizabeth?"

This time the tablet was lifted up.

"It's not Elizabeth, it's Gui!"

"Huh? Gui?"

Songyang and him looked at each other for a while, and then saw him throw away the writing board and take out a new one from behind like a magic trick.

"Do you have any impression of the name Katsura Kotaro?"

"Katsura Kotaro..."

Songyang murmured and repeated the name, thinking of the long-haired man on the big screen who was chased by people in police uniforms and fled in embarrassment.

Despite looking like he could be caught at any moment, he keeps running forward with one-liners, as if nothing in the world can shake him.

Through the mist, she saw those firm and bright eyes.

"Can I meet this Mr. Kotaro?"

The moment the name was called out, her tone became soft involuntarily.

Just like in the long years, she has met someone so tenderly, no matter how time passes, as long as those figures stand there, they can find the way back.

- Not a dream.

The long-haired man in a puppet costume took a deep breath.

The war is over.

Once again he found a home to return to.

There is only one unique existence in this world.

"teacher."

——Songyang and a man named Katsura Kotaro are sitting in a ramen restaurant called "Beidou Xinxuan".

The proprietress Jin Jisong seemed to be an old acquaintance with him, and after saying hello, she brought two bowls of delicious soba noodles. Gui took it with anticipation, and enthusiastically recommended it to Songyang.

"Teacher, please try this! This is the signature product of Jisongdian. It has a full mature taste and the temptation to make people eat three bowls in a row!"

The long-haired man said words that were unclear in all aspects with an innocent expression, and then he stuffed soba noodles into his mouth, looking like he was really in love for 10 minutes, so that his messy long hair fell out. After entering the noodle bowl, the soup splashed all over the face.

Songyang naturally took out a handkerchief to wipe his face clean, then pulled his long hair behind his ear, and said helplessly.

"Wouldn't it be better to tie up your hair while eating noodles?"

"Well, the teacher has always tied my hair."

The enthusiastic long-haired man explained in a calm tone, but for a moment Songyang saw sadness on his face.

But soon, he returned to that cheerful look.

"It's really great, the teacher will try it too."

"Speaking of which, you've been calling me teacher since the beginning..."

Songyang is not very skilled in picking up noodles with chopsticks.

"Mr. Gui seems to be about the same age as me. Even if I have known him well, he may not be able to become Mr. Gui's teacher."

That being said.

But she also felt warm when the other party called her in that overly cherished tone.

——The confusion that seemed to have no reason finally landed.

"It's ripples."

A word that Songyang couldn't understand at all jumped out of the other party's mouth.

"Eh?"

"The teacher is always youthful because he practiced Ripples. By the way, another disciple of the teacher has the smell of an uncle on his pillow because of his lack of practice. It is because he did not join me in the search for Edo Dawn. team?"

The long-haired man was lost in his mind again.

"Speaking of which, Ripple's setting has obviously been abandoned, and even the gods have been sent into space. Will this world be able to achieve peace in the future? According to the order, that guy should also—forget it, stop this possibility Better."

He quietly glanced at Songyang who seemed to be accustomed to his flying brain waves.

The other party noticed his gaze and smiled softly.

——So Gui remembered that when he was standing behind the railing of the private school, he was looking enviously at the two people talking happily inside. He smiled easily when he met them.

Nothing can stand in the way of the wishes of those who smile like that.

It would be great if he could become such a relaxed general. He has never let go of this thought for a moment. No matter whether it is hatred or pain, nothing can stop the strength that smile brings to him.

——There is only one person in this world whose smile is as gentle as moonlight.

"On this point, I swear in the name of Mr. Crazy, the teacher is the teacher!"

The other party repeated it in a rather stubborn tone, Songyang nodded helplessly, and did not refute anymore.

She turned her attention to the noodle bowl.Maybe it was because of sleeping for too long, Songyang couldn't exert enough strength in his hands, so he put a little effort into his arms, but the chopsticks broke with a snap.

The movement attracted Gui's attention. He stared at the broken chopsticks in Songyang's hand in a daze, with a nostalgic look on his face.

"Sure enough, the teacher is still not good at controlling the strength of the palm. He is not very good at fishing for goldfish or cooking, but he is not good at swordsmanship..."

The words were swallowed.

As if waking up from a dream, Gui showed a smile uglier than crying.

But it seems that he has been lost for too long before he is at a loss.

After going through hardships, he returned to the moonlight from the long years. The teacher with light-colored long hair stood under the pine tree as always, looking at him from afar.

"Welcome back--"

The past and the present overlap for a split second.

A drop of tear fell into the noodle bowl, startling Songyang, and Gui quickly raised his head and wiped his face, sighing in a vigorous voice.

"Sure enough, no matter how many times you eat the soba noodles at Kishoden, it will still make you want to cry!"

While talking, he stuffed the noodles into his mouth vigorously, and tears poured out of his face. The shocked Songyang hurriedly pulled the paper to wipe his tears, but was rejected by shaking his hands.

"It's okay, teacher."

The voice that should be full of vitality also has a hoarse cry.

"It's really delicious! I couldn't help but burst into tears~"

Tears fell into the noodle bowl, and it took Songyang a while to snatch the noodle bowl from Gui's hands. Gui, who lost the noodle bowl, just cried into a mess, and wiped his face with the paper towels on the table. Songyang had to Then I asked Miss Jisong to bring a towel, and carefully wiped Gui's face clean with the steamy towel.

She saw in Gui's eyes similar to Yinshi's.

It was a look of joy and happiness from the bottom of my heart for the lost and found important person, but it was also mixed with indescribable pain.

But shouldn't it be a happy thing to meet someone again?

Why are there such unstoppable tears?

Although she had considered whether the other party would admit her mistake, at this moment, she began to agree with the past he mentioned from the bottom of her heart.

The other party's tears made her heart feel heavy, and she didn't even know how to face the long-haired man crying in front of her like a child.

——Still restless and worried.

In the end, she didn't say anything, didn't ask any questions, just quietly accompanied Gui until Gui couldn't shed tears and began to hiccup, then went to wash the towel and wring it dry, and gently wiped the redness and swelling at the corners of his eyes.

——Did I do something that would make you so sad?

"Old, the teacher is still so gentle!"

The long-haired man with strong resilience blushed, sat obediently and asked Songyang to wipe his face, and he didn't look like he was crying just now.

Probably because he cried too much, Gui's clear eyes were bloodshot, and he felt uncomfortable, and Song Yang stopped him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Don't rub your eyes, it will be better if you close your eyes for a while."

"It's okay, teacher! The reliable leader of the anti-barbarians lost his eyes and undoubtedly fell into the night before dawn, that's the only thing!"

He opened his eyes wide and waved his hands passionately.

"Dawn of Edo! It's within reach!"

Song Yang was slightly taken aback.

I have heard this voice.

In the blank memory, there are countless fragmentary pictures scattered, slowly putting together the appearance of a child with long hair and firm eyes.

"... Kotaro?"

The name slid out of his mouth, Gui froze, lowered his arms, and looked at her nervously.

"Does the teacher remember anything?"

"Not too much, but I can remember a little bit of your previous appearance..."

Songyang looked at Gui's face and compared.

"The long hair is always tied into a ponytail, and the face is much younger than now..."

Trying hard to remember, a sharp pain came to the back of his head, Songyang frowned, and Gui immediately interrupted in worry.

"The teacher is back, it doesn't matter if you can't remember other things!"

Songyang noticed that he used the word "come back" corresponding to leaving.

——Why did you separate?

——What happened to yourself?

Such thoughts recurring again and again made her feel uneasy, but in order not to embarrass Gui, she hid it, just nodded, and tried hard to start a topic that would be easier.

"Speaking of which, what kind of person was I before?"

Gui held up an egg that Ji Song had brought over for him to apply to his eyes.

"Eh?"

Gui explained in a serious tone. "The former teacher was One Punch Man! He would punch the most disobedient classmate Yintoki in the class into the center of the earth~ and plant him like a carrot in the vegetable garden in front of the private school—"

"Silver time?"

Gui took a sip of the noodle soup, looked at Songyang who looked strange, and asked with concern.

"Teacher, did you think of anything when you heard the name?"

Song Yang took a deep breath.

"I'm living at Gintoki's place now."

"Hey, hey??" Gui opened his eyes wide in surprise, watching Songyang crush the new chopsticks with another click.

Gui couldn't help shaking.

"However..."

The familiar gentle teacher in front of him showed a beautiful smile exuding an ominous atmosphere.

"If you have an account, you need to settle it with Yinshi."

The author has something to say: 春よ远き春よ

eyelid closed じればそこに

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What the hell... The original work is clearly complete... What kind of fandom do I still write... Xiao Xiaosong... Yinyin's cultivation... I can finally shout loudly now, my cute cp is so sweet! ! ! ! !

I should be happy...