[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

Yinshi's life has always been so simple that it can be described as monotonous and boring.

When I’m not working, I sleep until noon before I lazily get up, pull on my slippers and start cooking. According to Kagura’s complaint, the working meals in Manshiwu always only consist of eggs and rice, but after staying in Songyang, the food is available Significant improvement, when there is no work, two employees of Wanshiwu will come over to eat.

Yinshi used to have a long-term bad habit of spending his savings in Paqingge's shop. After Songyang managed the accounts for him, he somewhat restrained himself. It can be handed in once a month, which surprised the landlord Dengshi's mother-in-law, and was full of curiosity about this person who can actually manage Yinshi.

Shoyang actually didn’t go out when Wanshiwu was not working. Ever since she left a note and went to see Takasugi without saying a word and was taken into the Shinsengumi, Gintoki watched her more closely. Shoyang woke up several times. He found that the bedroom door was secretly locked, and often Yinshi was outside receiving guests with entrustments. He didn't seem to want her to have too much contact with other people.

When there is work, Yinshi takes the two lively children with him and disappears for a whole day.Although he taught Songyang to order food by phone, after all, Songyang has a history of walking through the window and walking into the Shinsengumi, or being abducted by a long-haired student dressed as a large puppet, so Gintoki will ask The robot waitress in the tavern downstairs came to take care of her in Wanshiwu, and strongly asked the other party to keep some long-haired barbarians with unknown purposes out of Songyang's area.

The robot woman named Xiaoyu has a beautiful and lovely face, but the broom in her hand is extremely destructive. When Gui was swept out of the window, the plaque on the wall finally fell with a click, officially declaring her death.

When Songyang went to pick up the broken glass on the ground, she didn't notice a bloody wound on her finger. When she felt the pain, the wound had already healed completely, and she didn't care.

Unexpectedly, when Xiaoyu reported this matter to Yin, when the other party came back, with a stinky face, she nagged and asked her to take out her hand for him to check.

"Are you an idiot to pick up broken glass with your hands? Can you call Ah Yin a snack?"

Songyang tucked his hands into his sleeves, smiling and dodging while trying to avoid Yinshi.She wasn't sure if her silver-haired student knew about her abnormality, let alone if she should tell the truth.

But the other party was no longer a child who could be fooled by a few words. Yinshi still grabbed Songyang by force, checked over and over again, and after finding nothing, he forcefully asked her to extend her other hand.

"So I'm really fine—"

"It's all right, everyone said they found blood on the glass, so hurry up and give Ah Yin your hand!"

unwise.

This thought flashed through Songyang's mind, and then Yinshi grabbed his wrist and checked carefully one by one, but of course nothing was found.

"What are you doing?"

The silver-haired man muttered, and wanted to roll up her sleeves to check her arms again.

"Confess to Ah Yin, where did you get hurt?"

"...It's really not hurt."

Songyang's tone was dry, and the smile on his face could hardly be maintained.

"Not hurt?"

Yinshi frowned tightly, and looked around Songyang suspiciously.

"Did you lie to Ah Yin? What happened to the blood?"

"Well, maybe Kotaro hit something when he was thrown out, so—"

"Hmph, I know that bastard wig has no good intentions."

Yinshi seemed to be in a better mood because of the fact that his old classmate was kicked out, he hung the new plaque back, and started to make routine inquiries.

"Did you have lunch. What did you eat. No lies."

No matter how Songyang answered, he would check the trash can and let her go only after confirming that there were kitchen waste in the lunch box.

"In Yinshi's mind, how bad is my teacher—"

Song Yang followed behind him pretending to be injured, the silver-haired man snorted softly and complained. "Who is Ah Yin, you have played around with all kinds of messy reasons since you were a child, and you no longer have a credit line with the reliable adult Ah Yin."

fraud.

Yoshida Matsuyo has always been a vile liar.

Since he was a child, he couldn't understand how Songyang with a pure face could fabricate so many wild and unconstrained stories to perfuse him. There are countless versions of the source of identity alone, none of which is true.

He always lied to him without blinking his eyes, and he could tell lies easily, but he had to believe it even if he didn't believe it, knowing that the person in front of him would never tell him the truth frankly.

She always does.

The silver-haired man curled up in the thick quilt, listened to the even breathing of the people behind him, and closed his eyes in silence.

I love to lie to him and say "I'll be back soon." Then he ran off to do dangerous things alone, and made him wait in fear for a whole night without seeing anyone, and waited until dawn to hold hands with that annoying short man and kiss Come home intimately—

Well, at least she still remembers coming back.

So she said, "Protect the companions around me, I will be back soon." He believed it.

——I believe she will come back this time.

So he waited and waited, year after year, until she turned her back to him, turned to look at him, and said to him with a face of relief. "Thank you."

Then he continued to struggle to live hopelessly, year after year, and when ten years had passed, this person jumped out innocently, and retracted into his arms ignorantly, saying something "" I just remember that he is a very important person, so I want to see him." Such beautiful words broke into his barren world swaggeringly.

—Well, at least he wasn't fooled too badly.

"Are you going on a business trip?"

The silver-haired man rubbed the back of his head, his eyes wandering, and he stammered to explain.

"Well, the scope of Ah Yin's entrustment cannot be limited to Kabukicho, so, in short, it may take four or five days to come back after a long trip."

Although he doesn't know much about the strength of the so-called famous families, he also knows that it is not easy to save someone from the Liusheng family, and he might be injured again, and it will take nearly a week to recuperate, so he decided to take care of Songyang The selection of candidates has become a top priority.

The wig—that guy will definitely lead Songyang to experience the original ecology of the barbarians, who knows if he will be hot-headed and do something else—pass it.

Kagura's mother—the other party seemed to be planning to follow to help, so she passed.

After thinking about it, Yinshi could only take him to the tavern downstairs to ask the proprietress to take care of him for a few days.

"Hey old woman, just take care and don't order Songyang! Don't let the weird uncle talk to Songyang, don't let Songyang run out secretly, don't let Songyang drink, and urge her to eat three meals a day—"

"Are you a curly curly mother of Rory!"

Granny Dengshi couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Yinshi who was still chattering away, and supported her forehead with a headache.

Why didn't I realize that this silver-haired, naturally curly idiot talked so much nonsense before!

As always, Catherine didn't like Wanshiwu, but considering Songyang's kind personality and sweet smile, her tone was still friendly.

"Who is that, Miss Songyang, right? You can sit first as you please."

Looking at the other party's pretty face, she couldn't help feeling dissatisfied.

"Idiots like natural rolls can find beautiful wives, why should they still be single!"

Song Yang sighed helplessly.

"I'm sorry... But Yinshi and I really don't have that kind of relationship."

Facing the doubtful eyes of Granny Dengshi and Catherine, Songyang tried to explain.

"I used to run a private school, and that kid was my student. Although it's been a long time since I graduated, I'm still his teacher—"

"Really?" Dengshi's mother-in-law looked up and down Songyang in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

"Then how old are you?"

"Hmm... over 30? About forty?" Songyang hesitated to answer, calculating the age she had reported in Cheung Chau.

No matter how she looked at it, Grandma Dengshi felt that the man in front of her was a little younger than Yinshi, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop cramping.Catherine on the side was envious and jealous, muttering in a low voice. "It's too good at maintenance."

"So you are the teacher of the natural volume?"

"Yes, although I'm an ineffective teacher, Yinshi should still be willing to regard me as a teacher."

That guy doesn't look like he treats a teacher!Just pack it up and take it with you!Grandma Dengshi and Catherine looked at each other, feeling a chill in her heart.

"You don't think..." Granny Dengshi weighed her words, trying to convey her feelings to the person sitting in front of them.

"The curly boy doesn't treat you like a teacher?"

"Is that right?"

In fact, Songyang didn't know what an ordinary teacher and student should look like. She and Yinshi had always walked together like this, and never realized that there was something wrong.

"Maybe I didn't completely see Euntoki as a student? That kid has always been very mature, and he's like my friend—"

I was issued a friend card, hello!The corner of Dengshi's mother-in-law's eyes twitched, realizing that it was a mistake for her to meddle in this kind of thing.

Ask yourself how lucky you are, the natural curly boy still has to struggle if he wants to chase someone down.

——When Yinshi was not at home, Xiaoyu would knock on the door and ask Songyang to go down to get lunch. Gui came to visit once, but he couldn't get in after the window was sealed. Glass communicates with Songyang with a wooden sign.

Grandma Dengshi saw that Songyang could only sit in a daze in the master room in her spare time, so she asked her to feed the stray cats that occasionally haunted the back door of the tavern.

"That cat..."

Mother-in-law Dengshi described it with some embarrassment.

"It's quite big and has no ears. I don't know if it was bitten off during a fight, but it's very smart. Anyway, it's best not to touch it. After all, the wild cat has not been tamed."

As she spoke, she sighed again. "Recently everyone is complaining about being harassed by wild cats, and they don't know when this guy will be taken away. It's also ridiculous. Humans raise them and then abandon them. Humans are really cruel creatures."

Song Yang nodded in agreement.

If she hadn't met those children, she would probably have been carrying the malice of human beings and walking on, full of hatred and pain.

Thinking of this, Songyang was a little curious about the wild cat that Grandma Dengshi mentioned.She was not popular with the cats and dogs in the village during the private school period. It is probably because animals are more sensitive than humans, so they can smell the blood that cannot fade from her body.

Gintoki and Jinsuke are not the type who are interested in cats, cats and dogs. Only Kotaro likes cats very persistently, but for some reason he is hated by small animals like her, and often gets scratched by the cat he wants to pet. .

—these are all memories of the past.She will feel warm when she recalls it, but when she thinks about the vacant ten years, she feels at a loss.

In the few days when the silver time has not returned, Songyang sits in the empty bedroom as soon as he is free, staring blankly in the dark like in the past.

I have something in my heart, I can't let my brain go, I can't help but think, why am I here?Is my presence something to look forward to for them?Is it putting too much pressure on them?

She still doesn't understand whether she has become a human being, but she seems to be able to understand the complex and unclear emotions of human beings more and more.

Because she cherished it too much, as a murderer who had wandered around the world for thousands of years, she was so at a loss, she couldn't find a way to make her students feel at ease.

The author has something to say: Yinshi can hold the teacher at home every day... Tsk