[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

Yin Shi's complexion was as ugly as constipation.

Although the picture shown through the electronic screen was somewhat distorted, Gui could still clearly see the slap prints on Yinshi's face that had been beaten and the fierce light that burst out from his eyes from time to time.

"you……"

Gui rolled his eyes, and cheerfully turned into a famous detective Katsura Kogoro and announced.

"There is only one truth! Gintoki's wound on your face is because you were beaten up because you did something bad to the awakened teacher! Oh hehehehe, as expected of my detective Gui Xiao who is most familiar with the size and delicateness of the teacher's hands Goro-"

"If you talk nonsense, Ah Yin will turn off the communication."

Yin Shi had an irritable look of "don't force me to get down to business", so Gui restrained his thoughts, coughed and said solemnly.

"The negotiation process went smoothly. First of all, we captured the enemy's toilet..."

... What kind of negotiation is this?

No matter how Yinshi looked at it, he felt that Gui seemed to be making trouble, and he was really not in the mood to listen to him making a tirade about blowing up the enemy general, so he simply turned off the communication.

— fidgety.

Yin Shi was overwhelmed by the messy disputes on the earth, and couldn't figure out what was the reason for the fight between the alien alliance army and the spring rain on the ground.

Kabukicho relied on the help of the Hui group to send a communication to the spaceship. I heard from Shinpachi that the whole street was in chaos. Kagura followed Jianghua back to Luoyang, and Dengshi Tavern was temporarily closed. There were less than a few people, but the sound of fighting and explosions could often be heard from all directions.

A few divisions from Haruyu have entered the earth for unknown purposes. In short, in order to protect this street, the scenes of the bandits joining hands with the Shinsengumi are so rare that Gintoki even wants to take a look at them himself.

——Of course all of this is hidden from Songyang.

Later, when chatting with her in the ward, she asked Yinshi where the others had gone, but Yinshi was perfunctory in a few words.

"Hazy? Oh, that dead man's face is white-haired——Brother, hey, why should Ah Yin give way to this kind of person. Okay, okay, I'm not angry anymore. Anyway, that guy went running with the short man It’s in business. What are you selling? Who knows about that kind of thing, maybe it’s a special medicine for the treatment of advanced secondary symptoms.”

"Wig? Going to run for America. Where's America? That's it, the other side of the Pacific Ocean, a paradise for tax thieves."

"Mu...? Then who? Lan Mao? Oh, Xinnvchan, she's back to work. She's a high-ranking government worker with a formal salary."

When I asked Yin again, I asked back with a cool sentence. "Why is Ah Yin so reluctant to accompany you?"

Although Song Yang had dispelled the idea of ​​asking, but every time Yin Shi finished talking with Gui and came into the ward, her beautiful eyes would stare at Yin Shi and gurgling around, as if she was thinking about something, intentionally or unintentionally. Make a request to Yinshi.

"I'm a bit bored after staying in the ward for a long time, and I want to go out for a walk, does Yinshi want to come together?"

"Don't even think about running around."

Yinshi's vigilance increased by 120%, and he ruthlessly ignored Songyang's aggrieved eyes, and tightened the door lock as soon as he exited the ward.

With Songyang's current physical condition, it is impossible to open the window or open the lock with bare hands. The person who is in charge of taking care of her has also been ordered by Takasugi to keep her mouth shut whenever she encounters a question that cannot be answered. Tight, shaking his head frantically.

After making sure that Songyang would not get in touch with the current situation of the earth in any way, Gintoki felt a little relieved.Although he once despised his mentality of worrying about gains and losses to the point of locking people up, but now it's another situation.

- imaginary.

It was the shadow of Songyang for 1000 years, but it was also another part of herself.

After all, his life experience was exposed, and Xu's existence was inevitably known to these students. Songyang naturally asked Yin Shi in a circumstantial manner.

"The wound on my chest..."

She could feel the pain caused by Alutana's mutual rejection. Although the wound that penetrated her chest to her heart has gradually healed, the crystal must still be firmly embedded in her heart.When she was in a coma, she could vaguely hear the sounds of the outside world, so she knew that these crystals were fused with her heart for some reason, otherwise, with Jin Zhu's personality, she would definitely not let the crystals stay in her body.

What exactly do you want to do?

There are no relevant clues left in the passed memory, but Songyang is always worried about this, worrying that her students will be involved in Xu's plan.

"And Xu..."

Gintoki raised his lower eyelid lazily as if he was not interested.

"Xu? Oh, the one that Dead Face mentioned."

"Have you heard anything about her in Yinshi?"

"Why would Ah Yin know?"

Yinshi answered quickly, waved his hands as if to reassure her, and crackled a lot.

"Then what, Ah Yin doesn't have time to care about your older sister and younger sister. Ah Yin can't even take care of you, so how can you have time to care about your older sister and younger sister? Well, don't think about it, they are all fine now. Well, you can give Ah Yin a good health first, then we can talk about it."

— is the most dangerous situation.

Yinshi thinks he is not qualified to accuse Xu Fei of causing a storm of destruction in the city, as long as the other party does not set foot in the place where he lives, he does not want to rush to be a savior with blood.

But Songyang is different.

He doesn't know what kind of relationship between Songyang and Xu is, but based on his understanding of Songyang, if this person knows that Xu is doing crazy things outside, he will definitely not be able to stay here with peace of mind, and he might just want to procrastinate. Now this weak body secretly ran out to solve the problem face to face with Xu.

Don't even think about it!

The silver-haired man snorted violently, Songyang looked inwardly when he heard the sound, and wanted to speak, but the other party pushed his lips out with a spoon.

"Don't think wildly, hurry up and feed Ah Yin."

His tone was ferocious, but his movements were gentle as if he was treating the most precious treasure. When Songyang lowered his head, the halo of happiness in his eyes flowed like water.

You can see her when you open your eyes.

Close your eyes and have a dream of her.

It was more beautiful than any dream he had had so far.

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—— Oboro and Takasugi almost walked all over the alien planet that Xu had been to.

They finally found the same source of the Arutana fragments stuck in Songyang's heart on an uninhabited planet that was on the verge of collapse.

This can be considered both good news and bad news.

For the dragon veins all over the deep surface of the planet, the death of the planet means that Arutana is about to run out and die. Once the planet is completely destroyed, the crystals will no longer have the effect of dragon veins, and the fragments on Songyang's heart will no longer be Then there is the Arutana crystal, which may be removed by conventional medical methods.

After all, even if the wound on Songyang's chest is temporarily sutured, so that the flesh and blood on the wound will be filled slowly like a normal person, the fragments on the heart will always be a hidden danger, and the negative impact will not only be unbearable throbbing pain, but also the inability to Estimate whether it will cause irreversible damage to the body.

But on the other hand, once the fragments are removed, the suppressed regenerative ability will be revived again, and the connection with Xu may be re-established, and for Songyang, who has finally experienced human feelings, this may not be her desired result.

How would the teacher choose?he thinks.

——Takasugi rarely pays attention when he leaves.

Even if only for a moment in the blink of an eye.

For the long years of 1000 years, it is indeed just such a short moment like the blooming of the epiphyllum.

But even so, he knew that his teacher would be genuinely happy at this moment of becoming human.

She is no longer an immortal monster who can experience human pain and illness, and she is no longer the murderous leader of Naraku who only holds the book gently and looks at him alone with gentle eyes.

It doesn't matter if it is no longer powerful.

He would put his teacher into the room he carefully built, and would decorate the floor with the softest blankets, so that her delicate feet like white jade would not suffer from a bit of hard torture.

He would grind off the sharp edges and corners of all the furniture, and wipe them day and night, so that her white hands would not be stained with a trace of dust.

He will let her lie on the most comfortable bed, wrap her fair and delicate body with the most expensive and comfortable fabric, and the filth of this world will not stain her in the slightest.

——Teacher.

There is endless desire in the heart.

The void created by the pain of loss is not filled by the reassurance of gain.

The desire to want it was so strong that my heart ached.

——It doesn’t matter if it’s no longer the bright moon that’s so far away that you can’t even stand on tiptoe.

It doesn't matter if it is no longer the back figure that will not turn back for him, who is hopelessly chasing.

It doesn't matter if you are no longer a flawless and high god.

Your students will be everything you need them to be.

Please rely on me more, more, and throw yourself into my arms.

Although it will be a dream that will eventually wake him up, he is willing to get drunk until he dies.

——Takasugi quickly made a decision.

"Take part of the crystals and return first."

But another person clearly thought otherwise.

"What do you mean."

The gray-haired man was as serious as ever, his voice was hoarse and calm, and his eyes were dark like a bottomless abyss.

"Blowing up the planet is the best option."

Takasugi glanced at him coldly.

"You are not qualified to decide for the teacher."

"It's the best option for teachers."

He retorted expressionlessly.

Basically, they have nothing to say except false information, and being able to avoid confrontation with swords is already the most peaceful state of getting along.

The hatred engraved in the left eye is not a past that can be let go overnight. For Gao Sugi, it is very difficult not to recall that tragic scene when facing this man.

——Injury in the name of love.

Yes, this man committed exactly such a crime.

It can't be said that he can understand the other party, but he can roughly see the reason why this man is still struggling to get out of the dark black branches that are winding and circling in his heart until now.

If Takasugi is more or less aware that his extremely crazy emotions are abnormal and may cause damage to Songyang, so he can force himself to wake up and not give himself the opportunity to hurt her.

Oboro is completely different from him.

He couldn't recognize the fact that he was going crazy, and justified himself in the logic he made up, raised his head from the mire, looked at the distorted moon in his eyes, and almost madly longed for his request to be conveyed into that person's ears.

——I wanted a reply so much.

He didn't hesitate to use bloody hands to pull his god off the altar, forcefully pulled off her white wings, and let her fall into his turbid desire, to absorb that illusory, hopeless sense of satisfaction.

Can he really understand what is the best choice for the teacher?

The monster in the chest is making sticky black mud with its teeth and claws, filling the empty heart heavily, as if it can still be counted as alive, like a self-deceiving scam.

Whether they understand it or not, it can't affect the endless selfish desires of greedy guys like them facing the teacher who is too tolerant.

It seems that no matter what excessive demands they make, they will not be refused.

No matter what unforgivable crime you commit, you will be accepted, right?

——It will get out of control, this love that swallows up all reason.

Just trying to control himself not to go crazy because of her dying appearance already made him have to tighten his throat, lest the destructive desire in his chest be so strong that it would destroy his cherished smile as well.

For this reason, Takasugi can only escape to a distant alien star, instead of seeing his teacher sleeping pale and weak.

—is so soberly mad.

And this is something that the man named Oboro can never understand, and they can't resonate more on this matter.

"It is indeed the best choice for you."

Takasugi sneered, directly piercing obscurity's hidden thoughts.

An idea that can be guessed so easily.

This man with the blood of immortality maintains the only bond he has with his teacher with the poison of this corrupted body. Once this connection is forcibly severed, he will be sadly unable to move a single step, unable to find how to prove his uniqueness The way.

Even though his thoughts were exposed, the gray-haired man still had that dull face. The days of dark days in Naraku seemed to have made him lose the ability to express his emotions. No one could have imagined that only being loved remained in his shell-like body. The instinctive nature of the trend.

The news of Songyang’s awakening was transmitted last week by the main ship of the Ghost Soldier to this distant alien planet where they are located. Because the earth is now under attack from both sides, and the universe is in a tense situation, Takasugi does not intend to let Songyang Access to any communication equipment, so there is no way to meet with Matsuyo.

In fact, it has been a long time since I have experienced such a feeling of being in a trance.

——The teacher accepted him.

As soon as he thought of this fact, the man felt an intense surge running down his back, pouring the shudder from his blood into his body as stiff as a rock, his limbs trembled uncontrollably, it was so hot that even the fingertips were numb , as if the chest is about to burst into happiness.

Having committed such a crime, I should have been waiting for me in the dark and lightless Naraku to shed the last drop of blood from this body.

—Can I still stay with the teacher?

Desperately wanting to get an answer from his teacher, as if it would soothe the faint uneasiness in his heart.

I am like this...

With such a body riddled with holes and eroded by the blood of immortality, what else can I do for the teacher?

——The man was as silent as a lifeless stone sculpture, so Takasugi was not interested in paying attention to him, and he ordered the research team to mine the Arutana crystal, so as to analyze its specific lifespan and composition.

At least he was sure that there must be a way to save his teacher from his hopeless fate.

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