[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

In the evening, Gui came to visit the gymnasium routinely in the afterglow that had not yet set, and brought good news to Songyang by the way.

"I saw Takasugi in the Cabinet Office. I asked him when he would come. He said he would come to see the teacher after finishing his work."

"Jinsuke is back?"

Songyang, who heard the news, of course had a smile on his face, and was vaguely relieved.

The mess of thoughts caught between the two disciples really overwhelmed her. In the end, she couldn't look at their every move with the usual mentality of looking at the disciples in the past.

She is always in a state of ignorance about the boundaries and differences between the feelings for her disciples and the love for her lovers, and she doesn't know how to face the unreserved emotions of her disciples.

Although it's a very ostrich mentality, at least Jinsuke is here, and being with him can somewhat take a breather and relax.

"I was taken aback when that guy came back—since it's almost dinner time."

Gui was still wearing his formal attire for work, and was sweating profusely from the heat. He ran into the kitchen and took a big gulp of iced tea to cool off.

"Huh—elder brother and classmate Yinshi are not here, so I was surprised to say that."

The believer who came in with Gui keenly noticed her teacher's slightly fluctuating mood when she heard the words, narrowed her red eyes slightly, glanced at the empty room, and asked probingly.

"Is the teacher in the gym alone today?"

Recently, the positions of cabinet officials have changed, and the meeting team she leads has also been affected. She needs to work overtime to deal with various trivial matters, and she cannot come to the gymnasium for some days.

The last time I came here was the day I bet with the brothers and sisters of the Yetu clan on rations, and I came back half a month later. The teacher was still the same teacher who smiled at her, but for some reason, when I heard the names of the two senior brothers, I burst into tears. Delicate girl feeling -

Having said that, in fact, her teacher may be just a girl whose emotions are as pure as a piece of white paper, based on the time since she became a human being.

"Gintoki has a commission in the afternoon, so I took Shin Hachikun and Kagura out. If it is, I ask him to help me buy some things, and I should be back in a while."

When Songyang answered her questions, his tone was calm and indifferent. After answering, he asked them what they wanted to eat for dinner with concern. After asking, he went into the kitchen. At first glance, there was no clue.

Could it be that you are being overwhelmed...?

The letter girl habitually sat on the most comfortable cushion she usually has. As soon as she put her whole body weight down, she felt a boxy, hard touch under the cushion. She pulled out the book pressed under the cushion and flipped through it, her pupils shrank .

No, it is indeed weird!

"These days when I'm not here..."

Songyang was preparing the ingredients for dinner in the kitchen, when he saw his little disciple sneaking in with a low stool, and locked the door solemnly, and then sat down beside her, as if planning to have a long talk.

"Teacher, is there any problem that bothers you and doesn't know how to solve it? Wouldn't it be better to talk to me?"

"Huh? Suddenly..."

Song Yang was taken aback by the question, and seeing the book wrapped in the cover of the poetry collection under the letter girl's arm, he almost couldn't keep his smile.

Forget, forgot to put it away!

The believer stared at her with burning eyes, still asking questions earnestly and patiently.

"Whether it's a problem of getting along with others, a problem of feeling troubled, or a problem of love, don't you need to talk to someone to solve it better?"

In other words, is it too straightforward for her to ask...

Her teacher seemed to be so frightened by her that the hairs on his forehead were bristling, his fair face was slightly hot, his lips were pursed, his eyes were squinting uncomfortably, and his voice was faltering, just like a girl in love trouble .

"Hmm... it's a little troublesome question... it has something to do with getting along with people... maybe... it can be considered love or something... Anyway, anyway..."

"The teacher speaks slowly, don't worry."

"I... I was thinking, what is it like to like someone in comics..."

The alarm bell sounded in the believer's heart, but her face was still calm, and she asked meaningfully.

"How did the teacher feel when he saw that person?"

"Feeling? Hmm...the heartbeat will be a little different...don't dare to look him in the eyes...if you come closer, you will feel stiff...something—so there is no one here, just thinking about the plot in the manga... "

No matter how you look at it, there is no doubt that it is the performance of the beginning of love! ! !

"Yeah, the plot in the comics." Xinnu nodded like a repeater, trying to further guide her teacher to expand her mind.

"Is it someone I also know?"

"Yes—wait, so it's just a comic plot."

"Hmm, manga... Is it a senior who often appears by the teacher's side?"

"Huh—huh? Really, it's just a comic plot." The voice became lower and lower.

"Yeah, it's a cartoon."

The scope narrowed down to this step, and she was only one step away from the specific object. The believer secretly cheered herself up, determined to press on with all her might.

"So is it Senior Brother Oboro or Senior Silver Time—"

The sliding door of the kitchen was pushed to the bottom from the outside.

"Jinsuke?"

The letter girl stopped talking, and looked back in the direction her teacher was looking at with joy, and saw a man in a purple and gold kimono appearing behind the opened door.

Songyang joyfully called out to the disciple whom he hadn't seen for a long time, put down the ingredients in his hand, and walked over quickly to welcome him in.

The letter girl sitting on the low stool was still annoyed by the interrupted topic, she glanced at Takasugi briefly, suddenly exploded all over, and instinctively jumped to her teacher's side, showing a vigilant attitude.

Probably because the top light of the corridor hit behind him impartially, the purple-haired man happened to be standing in the shadow of a large backlight, and his face was shrouded in the dim light. It's dark to almost pitch black.

He didn't respond to Songyang's call in time, his lips were slightly tense, his dark green pupils drooped down, and the madness overflowing from him made him look a little indescribably terrifying.

Song Yang didn't think too much about it, he went straight to his disciple, pulled him into the brightly lit room, and cared for him softly.

"Has Jinsuke finished his work? Are you tired? Drink some water to moisten your throat."

When the other party was placed under the warm yellow light, the chilling gloom around him faded away, and the darkness in the green eyes also dissipated completely, making the believer almost think that the creepy feeling just now was just an illusion.

"teacher."

The man's hoarse voice was full of nostalgia.

He took the tea cup handed by Songyang, took a sip slowly, put the tea cup down, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the lingering breath of nostalgia bloomed softly between his lips and teeth.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"There's nothing to do. I'll deal with the rest when I come back later."

Finally surrounded by disciples who can make him relax, Songyang is in a good mood at the moment, throwing aside the embarrassment of being tricked by the little disciple, holding Takasugi with one hand, and the letter girl belt with the other Let the two of them go out.

"Have you seen Kotaro? He should be in the living room, go to a cool place and have a good rest."

Gao Shan responded with a smile, and let Songyang push him to sit on the edge of the low table. His eyes followed the light-haired teacher sitting beside him. His eyes were as focused and soft as ever, and there was nothing unusual about them.

Gui sat on the other side and complained loudly about his sexual bitterness, while Xinnv propped her cheek and absently responded a few times, while looking at Takasugi calmly.

... This guy, as expected, heard her conversation with the teacher and couldn't control his emotions.

As far as Xinnv was concerned, Shinsuke Takasugi, the fourth senior brother in name, did not give her a good and trustworthy impression, and she secretly rejoiced that the object of her teacher's temptation was not this dangerous and troublesome man.

——To be honest, who is the object of the teacher's temptation?

She observed for a while with this question in mind, from the two absent white-haired seniors coming back one after the other, to the meal being laid out on the dinner table, and then to the end of dinner, the senior senior went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, a certain silver-haired natural curly senior As usual, she lured her teacher out for a walk with sweet words, and finally found a breakthrough.

Could the truth be——

"I'm sorry, how about going for a walk with Yinshi next time?"

Songyang took a few steps back, avoiding Yinshi's hand that was about to grab her shoulder, and pretended to explain calmly against his suspicious gaze.

"Hmm... today I have an appointment to continue learning shamisen from Jinsuke."

Knowing that Songyang has always been more interested in Takasugi who doesn't show up often, Gintoki was not disappointed, and muttered a few words as usual, "Songyang, you just like that guy and despise Ayin." Putting on an awkward face.

Anyway, Songyang will come to poke his face with a smile soon, and say a few soft words to coax him——

Huh? ? ?What is this embarrassing silence?

Hey, hey, this guy must have gotten tired of joking with Ah Yin, right? !

Yinshi hastily turned his head back, and froze for a moment.

His teacher bit his lower lip lightly and glanced at him with slightly helpless eyes. Seeing him turn around, he quickly moved his eyes away. The smile on the corner of his lips was a little embarrassed and uneasy, and his voice was so soft that he could even hear grievances. milk sound.

"I didn't dislike Yinshi... I really made an appointment with Jinzhu first..."

Yinshi's head exploded with a bang.

What a peerless and lovely expression! ! !

This, this kind of time should have a heavy sense of guilt, right!Damn it, why does Ah Yin feel that a certain place is starting to feel hard——

With a plop, the silver-haired man with smoking forehead was kicked out of the door again.

Gao Shan's movement of retracting his legs was very elegant, with a bit of irresistible indifference gathered in the corners of his eyes, when Song Yang looked over in a daze, he explained in a low voice.

"I just think he's making too much noise."

"Actually..."

Songyang subconsciously wanted to justify a few words, but found that his behavior was a little abnormal.

The disciples have always been fighting and fighting, and it is a commonplace, and she has no need to intervene.

The words slipped around his lips, and he turned the subject abruptly.

"Anyway, Jinsuke goes to the room and waits for me first, and I'll go to the study to get the shamisen."

"Okay, teacher."

Gao Shan hid his thoughts in his eyes, and replied in a gentle voice.

——Why did Sensei show such a shy and sweet expression to that guy?

Teacher... Of course you won't be tempted by that guy, right?

From an angle that Songyang couldn't see, the man's pupils were flooded with bottomless black ink again.

The author has something to say: the possibility of single-line CP is not too great... In short...