[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

As night fell, Gui went to the town's beach service to rent three tents.

As for why there are only three tops, his serious explanation sounds reasonable at first glance.

"It's the peak tourist season now, and the tents have all been booked in advance. I only got three tents with such a large number by swiping the face card of the governor of Tokyo!"

"..."

"I live in the same room as the teacher."

Xinnu, the only female and junior junior sister in the team, quickly took Songyang's arm, and scanned the faces of the senior brothers with different expressions with vigilant eyes.

"Several brothers, please feel free."

"...Hey, hey, what kind of experience is this for elementary school students living together."

Yintoki was sweating coldly on his forehead.

He subconsciously glanced at a gray-haired man who didn't say a word, his face darkened, and he immediately moved a step to Gui's side calmly, making a gesture to grab Gui's neck.

"By the way, the wig classmate Ah Yin remembers if you have something to chat with Ah Yin—"

"Unfortunately, classmate Yinshi, you remember wrongly."

Gui quickly retreated a few steps away, swayed to Gao Shan's side, patted Gao Shan's shoulder suddenly, and said solemnly.

"Student Aoshan and I have important political issues to discuss. In short, it's not a wig or a laurel."

Although Gao Shan's expression was so unexpected that he wanted to kill someone, for some unknown reason, he forcibly endured it and didn't have an attack, and he didn't deny Gui's words.

"Anyway, your size!"

Anticipating the next situation, Yinshi's face turned green and gray in an instant. He looked at Songyang who was still smiling and didn't intend to speak, with a weeping face, still trying to make the last dying struggle.

"Songyang, you see that there are always perverted underwear thieves and other creatures appearing in the news recently... how dangerous is it! Ah Yin, why don't you and your junior sister watch the night—"

"Well, are you going to shoot me and Xinnv?"

Songyang was stunned for a second, the smile on his face widened, and Xinnv's half-drawn knife reflected the bright light, which reflected on her expressionless face, making her look extremely gloomy.

"This knife of mine will not allow a strange male creature near my teacher's tent to walk out alive."

"...Hey, hey! Ah Yin and that guy will fight each other to death! They will really die, hey!"

"Then it's settled, everyone go and discuss the location of the tent with your roommates."

"...Hey, hey! Did anyone hear Ah Yin's speech?"

...But, is this really okay?

Song Yang quietly glanced at the two disciples with similar hair color in the distance, worrying silently.

The bad relationship between Gintoki and Oboro has always made her worry. This trip does have plans to let them relax and untangle their hearts. Therefore, Kotaro intentionally or unintentionally put the two of them together alone, wanting to give them a chance. Leave room for trying to get along.

——Although Gintoki and Oboro still look at each other so disgusted that they can't bear each other.

As soon as the tent was set up, Gintoki ran away and disappeared, and Oboro, who was left alone in the same place, looked a little more relaxed.

It seems that there will be no change for a while.

——Gui also set up the tent with a couple of pushes, while Songyang's process was a little more difficult.

She and Xinnv seldom have time to do such daily outings. Naturally, they are not very good at assembling tents. The two of them worked hard to set up the tent in a crooked way, which looked pitiful that it would be swept away by the wind .

After breathing in the comfortable air, Yin Shi, who came back from a walk, saw this appalling tent from a long distance away. He hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't stand it anymore. He pretended to be unwilling to run over to dismantle the tent and reassemble it for them. , while muttering.

"Really, if you can't figure it out, just tell Ah Yin, Ah Yin won't laugh at you, set up the tent like this, do you want to wake up and say good morning to the sky face to face, where is my tent? .”

Yinshi fixed the rope on the outside of the tent, opened the curtain, and went in to tidy up the inside of the tent first. His rambling voice was blocked by the fabric of the tent, and it was somewhat indistinct when it reached Songyang's ears.

Songyang thought for a while, then raised the curtain and got in. The believer squatting on the beach tilted her head and thought for a moment, then got up, patted the gravel on the corner of her clothes, and stopped Gui, who was leaning over to eavesdrop. , slapped his hand that was struggling to grab the tent, and dragged him away mercilessly.

"...Why did you run in, Ah Yin didn't install the tent properly."

Yinshi didn't look back, he didn't seem to be surprised that Songyang would follow in, his tone was still absent-minded, but it sounded like a capable adult.

"Just sit there obediently and wait, Ah Yin."

Seeing his skillful movements, Songyang couldn't help sighing.

"Yinshi looks very experienced, is it because he often takes those two children to the beach?"

"...not often."

The timbre was muffled and dry in the small tent, and no emotion could be heard.

"If there is a commission from another place, I will just go to the beach to spend the night, so I won't spend money to take those two little ghosts on a trip."

"is it?"

Songyang recalled what the lively little girl Yetu had told her, and said in confusion.

"But I heard from Kagura that Gintoki would take her and Shinpachi-san to the beach to play beach volleyball in summer."

"..."

Yinshi suddenly got stuck, coughed a few times in embarrassment, muttered a few words to reprimand a certain Yetu girl who talked nonsense, and then tossed a sunken place on the roof of the tent to cover up.

Song Yang sat behind him and laughed softly, his breath softly enveloping his ears.

"Euntoki has a very good relationship with the friends around him... I always thought that anyone can get along well with Euntoki."

"... Ah Yin is not a nice guy, there will always be guys who don't like it."

Anyone can understand what he meant, and Songyang can only sigh helplessly.

"So there really is no such thing as a substitute."

"...So Ah Yin said it was a joke."

"But why—"

"There are so many whys."

Half of the silver-haired man's face was shrouded in the dim light of the oil lamp in the tent, and his expression appeared dim in the shadows.

"It just doesn't feel necessary."

It's just that once I saw that face, I couldn't forget the person who never looked back at him under the full moon, and the helpless self who could only watch her disappear.

What sustains him to live is also the agreement he made with that person.

Some people are willing to keep the promise for the rest of their lives, while others tear it apart with their own hands.

——It’s just that I don’t want to face it, and I can’t understand it.

"In the end, why does Ah Yin have to get along well with that perverted senior brother who is justified in arresting people to play prison games because of love and hatred? It's bad enough to see his face, and that face looks like I'm rich My most powerful short man, and that guy are in a good state of like-minded brothers, Ah Yin sees that he is also a dangerous person, and the marriage partner only needs to consider Ah Yin—wait, wait, the hair on the back of Ah Yin’s head is really real There aren’t many left!!”

Song Yang knocked on the top of his head instead, and listened to him writhing around and howling miserably, and questioned him sincerely.

"Why does your mouth become weird when you say something?"

With Oboro's meticulous personality, how could he not tell the past into the unrecognizable situation that Yinshi said...

"...That's what happened in the first place!"

Yin Shi poked his neck and complained angrily.

"Songyang, you sneaked away from the private school to meet that guy, right? That guy still has an aggrieved tone that you have completely abandoned him. Ah Yin gets angry when he sees it."

"That time..."

It took Songyang some time to retrieve this incident from his memory, and the news on the corners of his lips faded slightly.

Oboro is the first human she's ever met who doesn't fear her because she's a monster, and wants to stay by her side.

They gave each other names and gave each other the meaning of being alive.

In the final analysis, it was she who had some concerns, hid the encounter that belonged to Oboro in her heart, and concealed it from Gintoki and Jinsuke in every possible way, so she missed the only chance to reach out to Oboro at that time.

"Yinshi still remembers...that year at the Fireworks Festival, he asked me if I met someone?"

"...is that guy?"

Songyang was also not sure how much he had told them, so he picked and picked from his own point of view and gave a general outline from the beginning, sighing.

"I never thought at the time that my blood would actually bring about such a result."

——Why did you choose that child?

On that day, the entire family of the task target had died in the hands of the twelfth generation and her subordinates. Even the kid hiding under the floor was not spared. He was found by the search team, and his body was stabbed with a knife from the cheek to the stomach. It was planed open, and was thrown into the fire miserably.

Although he has not died yet, and is holding his last breath, staring blankly at the dark and boundless night sky, it is only a moment to usher in death.

At that time, the twelfth generation stood beside the dying child, silently staring at the other's eyes that widened in vain.

Even though the gray-haired child at his feet couldn't move for a long time, and the ups and downs of his chest became weaker and weaker, he just looked at Twelve Generations silently. There was no hatred for the murderer or fear of death in his eyes. Totally empty.

It seems that there is nothing to be attached to in life, and there is no regret in death. The end of life is a better ending than living in pain in the world.

For the first time, Twelve Generations felt confused.

Human life has always been fragile and fleeting, so they are afraid of death, and they are full of fear and resentment towards the God of Death who took their lives.

In the past 1000 years, the human beings that have been seen are obviously the same without exception.

——Is there no concern in this world that can keep you alive?

She stared at the moonlight reflected in these eyes, and the small shadow cast by her own figure, and suddenly had the idea of ​​who she wanted to save.

If the monster who can only kill can also use these hands to save human beings, maybe she will be saved from this endless cycle one day.

"Even if..."

Even if the possibility is slim, I want to try it once and fight against the fate that I bear.

The blood oozing from the wrist dripped onto the wound on the gray-haired child's abdomen. She took off the mask, trying to make the child's pupils reflect her true appearance.

"I can't die as your enemy, at least... live with hatred for me..."

Please survive.

Please be sure...to live with my hope.

Like all ordinary human beings, live to the end of your life in the happiness of birth, old age, sickness and death.

With such prayers, she wanted to pull the child back from the brink of death to the bustling world, but she never expected that these hands turned the human being who loved her into a non-human existence.

"Oki must have been waiting for me for a long time."

Songyang thought of the pained and longing expression of her first disciple after the mask was ripped off that year, and her heart was still heavy with pain.

"It was because I didn't dare to show this past to you at that time, so I missed the appointment and made him wait for nothing but despair... Fortunately, there is still a chance to start all over again."

Be it debts or guilt, there is still time to make up for everything.

"That's enough..."

Gintoki was silent for a while with his back to her.

Since he stopped the movement of his hands, he hung his head down, curled up lazily in the corner, quietly listening to Songyang finish the last word, he did not make a sound, covered by the messy curly hair Can't see the expression on the side face.

Songyang sat on the spot and waited patiently until he finally cleared up the chaotic thoughts in his heart, turned his body to face him and spoke awkwardly.

"Why don't you talk to that guy."

"Silver time refers to..."

"Didn't you plan to find him? It was only because I and Takasugi stopped me that I didn't make it. There's nothing I can't tell that guy."

"After all, the appointment is actually missed—"

"that's not important."

Yinshi interrupted her tone very calmly.

The expression on his face was still casual, and his tone was flat, but with unshakable determination.

"Some things must be said."

Otherwise, you will lose your direction in the fruitless waiting all your life, or you will never have the courage to move forward.

"One sentence is more useful than imagined, although Ah Yin didn't expect you to understand this right away..."

As long as you say "I'm back.", or "I left for you.", there is still something to look forward to in the future, and the guy who pretends to be strong is just the weakest human being after all.

He didn't seem to be any different from that guy in that regard.

"If you feel embarrassed...it's no big deal for Ah Yin to speak for you."

Song Yang looked over in surprise, met his gaze, was startled for a moment, then curled his lips.

Although her silver-haired disciple pursed his lips unhappily, and his face was not kind, his remorse and resentment were too clear to hide, and his mouth was still stubbornly trying to hide it.

"Don't think too much, Ah Yin is just helping you to send a message to the troublesome brother, don't think about things like reconciliation."

But his rock-like stubbornness has finally been chipped away, revealing the possibility of relaxation.

——This is the beginning of taking the first step.

The author has something to say: Let's reconcile slowly... In short... I really don't think Ah Yin will let go of his rejection of Oboro so easily...

By the way, I would like to report on the emotional line outside the episode. At present, Ah Yin has the greatest advantage... I don't know what will happen if I get Takasugi's role...

If it's hazy, although I don't seem to see anyone standing by him...it's hard to say