[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

——The time is the night when the Ghost Soldiers' ship left Kabukicho.

"Speaking of..."

Wan Qi put down the compiled report and sighed half-jokingly.

"Jin Zhu, you are really not worried at all."

This is probably the last time that the Ghost Soldier's ships will travel long distances to the distant and cold universe.

Once the last remnants of the Spring Rain that roamed around the planets are thoroughly cleaned up, according to the agreement with the current cabinet ministers, the forces from the Earth of the Ghost Squad will be accepted into the cabinet, and the focus of the Ghost Soldier's development will return to this planet they rely on in the future. to survive on the planet.

The original terms of exchange were actually not so troublesome, but unfortunately they were invalidated for some reason, and their governor would no longer hand over the child who was exactly like his teacher. A journey with an uncertain return date.

— After all, the man named Shinsuke Takasugi only lives for his teacher.

As the first current member of the ghost army recruited by Takasugi, Wan Qi has seen this clearly for a long time, so it is even more surprising that he will do his best to heal the body of the former Naraku leader who is an enemy and opponent, and let the other party stay with him beside the teacher.

"worry about what?"

Gao Shan was leaning against the window, holding the cigarette rod in his hand, lazily puffing out the smoke, and glanced at him casually.

Wan Qi shrugged and said. "No matter how you say it, it's also the leader of the former Naraku."

It is true that he has heard a little about that tragic past, but after all, it is still difficult for Wan Qi to imagine the appearance of the killer leader who had confronted them several times, now docilely accompanying the light-haired teacher with a gentle melody.

"Is it really okay to just put him next to Senior Songyang who has turned into an ordinary human? That's a man who has actually committed crimes."

Waiting for us to come back will be enough time for the other party to trick your teacher into getting married, Wan Qi thought.

The long battle and fighting has long since ended, perhaps because the hole in his heart has been filled with warm spring, the governor of the ghost army is no longer as chilling and hostile as before, listening to Wan Qi's slightly teasing words, he only raises his eyebrows slightly, said calmly.

"A wild dog can become a qualified domestic dog even if its tusks are pulled out."

It's really an understatement.Wan Qi rested his chin and recalled the fallen hair of the deputy head of the Seventh Division next door, and narrowed his eyes slightly under the sunglasses.

Compared with the Naraku leader who has a criminal record, Jinsuke seems to be more afraid of the old classmate and comrade-in-arms boss Sakata Gintoki, who not only joined forces with one of his opponents, the former Naraku leader, to contain the opponent's actions, and even agreed to let the Seventh Division The head of the bear boy teacher stayed on the earth to harass his good-tempered teacher.

Wan Qi had fought against Sakata Ginshi before, and more or less knew some truths sealed by history, and generally knew the owner of Wanshiwu. The other party was indeed a man with a dazzling soul, so affectionate and righteous that he almost ignored him. Its own needs, because of this, should be the least threatening opponent no matter how you look at it.

... Seriously, does Jinsuke need to be worried to this point?

"It's a little hard to understand. From the opponent's point of view, standing on the same starting line, Sakata Gintoki's threat is much smaller than that Mr. Oboro."

Faced with Wan Qi's straightforward question, Takasugi just sneered inexplicably, and said, "Only it can't be that guy." Without any intention of explaining.

***

——The teacher will definitely love any one of them as disciples without discrimination.

The purple-haired man lowered his eyes indifferently amidst the hazy sandalwood scent, his emerald green pupils were dyed black in the flickering light and shadow, like an abyss where no light could penetrate.

——So, the only thing that can't be Sakata Gintoki.

——Only, you can't let that guy go one step further.

——Only that guy will completely take away the brilliance of the bright moon, and make the world he finally brightened up return to darkness.

The sliding door of the room was pushed open, and the light-haired teacher appeared behind the door holding a cloth bag embroidered with gold thread. Looking at him, he was familiar with the tenderness in his bones.

"Ah, I made Jin Zhu wait for a long time, and it was a little delayed."

The half-opened sliding door was pushed back to the bottom, and the hustle and bustle that was gradually pouring in was isolated from the beautiful tranquility of this room, and the plain white figure he was attached to got closer and closer in the field of vision, and stopped at just one step open distance.

——It seems that you can have the bright moon as soon as you reach out your hand.

Song Yang sat down in front of the purple-haired man sitting cross-legged, put down the cloth bag with great care, and smiled.

"I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and I finally waited for Jinsuke to come back."

Although on the way from the study, she was asked to go along with her by a vigilant girl for some reason, Matsuyo still has a clear understanding of her shamisen skills, and of course she didn't want to hurt the ears of her little disciples, so she finally persuaded him with nice words. Walk.

I don't know what the child is nervous about, she thought.

Gao Shan saw how cautious she was with the cloth bag, and smiled lightly.

"Teacher...it seems that I really like this gift."

"Of course, as long as it is sent by Jinzhu, I like it very much."

Songyang nodded with a smile, and gently took out the shamisen in the cloth pocket, a strand of forehead hair slipped from her shoulders wrapped in plain white clothes with her movements, and she inadvertently stroked it behind her ears with thin white fingers , revealing the touch of green on the white and small earlobe.

——Like your own brand.

An obscure light flashed in the single green eye that reflected the smiling face of the light-haired teacher opposite, but Takasugi still had a humble expression on his face, smiling gently.

"The teacher is still wearing the earrings I gave when I was a child, and they are obviously a little faded...I will give the teacher a better one to replace."

Hearing what he said, Songyang touched the earring reflexively, and also bent the corners of his eyes.

"It's okay, because it's Jin Zhu's wish, so I want to wear it all the time."

Not surprised by his teacher's answer, Takasugi hooked his lips, and raised his hand to take the shamisen in Matsuyo's hand.

——There is still a greedy beast in the chest that wants more.

"Let me teach the teacher to play hand in hand."

"Pointing to...?"

Songyang raised his head in doubt, and saw his purple-haired disciple staring at her calmly, and asked himself to sit beside him without haste, even though he was a little unclear, he still followed his advice.

"and then……?"

——Songyang was slightly stunned.

Takasugi hugged her from behind.

He was wearing that loose bathrobe, so his large chest was often exposed. When he leaned forward and leaned forward, his bare chest was clinging to his back without hindrance, and the warm breath passed through her thin body. The fabric poured into her body.

The warm body belonging to an adult male completely engulfed her in this embrace that was too close.

Because of the sitting posture, the man's crossed legs were also replaced by one leg propped up, and the bent leg rubbed the skin of her lower back vaguely through the fabric.

Songyang frowned and shrank his shoulders uncomfortably.

In the past, those who were treated as soft pillows by the disciples and hugged casually never took it seriously, but now maybe their mentality has changed, and they always feel that the place touched by Jinsuke exudes scalding heat. It will be too hot to move.

"...Jin Zhu, I, I'm not used to it..."

Takasugi's chuckling voice was a little cramped, and his arms slowly circled around the opponent's waist, intentionally or unintentionally rubbing her soft waist, until the person in his arms trembled faintly.

"In order to teach the teacher by hand..."

He gently held the other's wrist, and while pulling that white hand to pluck the string of the shamisen, he calmly brought his lips to the other's ear and whispered softly, letting the charming breath softly Brushed the other party's red ear.

The hoarse voice was suppressed extremely low.

"Teacher, please give me all your body—"

The closed sliding door was slammed open from the outside, making a loud bang, and the sliding door, which was almost torn off, hung danglingly on the sliding rollers.

"Takasugi Shin helps you bastard!!!"

The gloomy and fierce look on the face of the silver-haired man who suddenly rushed into the room was so dark that it shone brightly.

Songyang: "???"

——Yin Shi's face was full of confusion.

At the request of his junior sister to listen to the corner, he didn't take it seriously at first, guessing that Gao Shan was not brave enough to pick such a time when all the people were there to attack in the gymnasium.

The sound insulation of gymnasium rooms has always been good. He squatted in the corridor and could only hear a vague sound. After listening for a long time, he didn't hear any problems. He was about to leave when his ears got into his "body" unexpectedly. Words like "Leave it to me" immediately exploded in my head.

No, this guy really dares? ? ?

His mind was overwhelmed by the fierce fire that surged up, and he broke in without hesitation, just wanting to rescue his stupid teacher from the bad-hearted bastard classmates.

I, Sakata Gintoki, will kill the unscrupulous person for the teacher today——

A curse stuck in his throat, Yin Shi stopped in his footsteps, venting his anger.

What, isn't this playing the shamisen? Let's just say that the short man doesn't have the guts to go to that step-ah, wait, wait, what's going on with this terrible and sticky scene? ? ?

Songyang watched in confusion as his silver-haired disciple kept changing the expressions on his face. Sometimes he was angry, sometimes relieved, and then his pupils trembled and his lips trembled again, feeling genuinely worried.

"Gintoki... are you feeling unwell? Your face is cramping..."

She cared more about her disciple than the vague emotions in her heart. She put down the shamisen, patted the back of Takasugi's hand to signal him to let go, so that she could check on Gintoki's situation, and saw that the other party hadn't moved. Called him inexplicably.

"Jinsuke?"

***

—the arms around her loosened.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, and the cold ink was in his eyes.

He watched Songyang leave his arms unnoticed, got up and ran towards the silver-haired man, comforting him softly, and when he met his eyes, his pupils trembled slightly, and his fair face shone slightly. Stinging his gorgeous red glow.

Those smiling green eyes were full of bright water, and the slender eyelashes flickered lightly, and the light fell lightly on the other side, overflowing with lingering affection.

It is beautiful, a beauty that has appeared in dreams countless times.

——It was the sweetness that had not been revealed to him.

Songyang finally figured out the reason for Yinshi's inexplicable intrusion. It was both angry and funny, and he habitually poked his angry face with his fingers.

"Jinsuke taught me how to play the shamisen well, but Gintoki made a mess of it."

"There's no need to—"

Thinking of Takasugi's ambiguous hug, Gintoki couldn't swallow his breath.

My teacher didn't have any precautions at all, and thought she had opened up a little bit, but when she met a student she hadn't seen for a long time, she dropped the line again.

He cast a gloomy glance at Takasugi who lowered his head, and lowered his voice to tell Songyang.

"Also keep A Yin away from that guy, at least an arm's length away, do you know?"

"what--"

Songyang bent his lips helplessly, and when he raised his eyes and met Yinshi's nervous gaze, he couldn't help but froze, and hastily looked away.

He didn't realize when Yinshi put his head in front of her again, no wonder his ears felt warm.

Yinshi was still frowning and looking at the silent Takasugi, as if he was going to stay and watch, Songyang's cheeks were burning right now, and with a forced smile, he reached out and pushed him out.

"Okay, okay, isn't Gintoki complaining that I play the shamisen so badly that he doesn't want to listen? He obviously slipped away when he heard that I was learning shamisen on the ship, so go out and rest quickly, and don't come here to make trouble again. "

"Hey, hey, are you thinking that Ah Yin is in the way! Damn it, Ah Yin doesn't care about you!"

Songyang was a little aggrieved when he told him, and his voice became softer.

"...I can't say no... Gintoki is always talking about strange things..."

Again, here again, this soft voice——

The silver-haired man with his back turned to her couldn't help but feel pain in his waist and eyes, and was defeated in a hopeless battle.

"...It's okay to know that Ah Yin is going out, you can learn it with peace of mind."

Sending off the noisy silver-haired disciple, Songyang put the sliding door card into the groove and closed it, and let out a long breath.These days, she was really uncomfortable staying by Yinshi's side, which made her unable to calm down and sort out her emotions.

She walked back and sat down opposite Gao Sugi, apologizing a little embarrassedly.

"He was so busy chasing Yin Shi away that he ignored Jin Zhu, it's rare that Jin Zhu took the time to teach me..."

Perhaps her purple-haired disciple waited until he became sleepy, and his reaction was a bit slow, and he responded slowly after a moment of silence.

"It's okay, teacher."

——What happened to make Sensei look at that guy with such a sweet expression?

As soon as Matsuyo picked up the shamisen, he heard Takasugi speak slowly.

"Teacher...what's the matter with that guy?"

"Ok?"

The beast with teeth and claws on its chest was temporarily suppressed under the impeccable calm expression, and then it poked its head out again, and the shadows spread in the eyes.

"I noticed that the teacher was very troubled, and I happened to overhear the conversation between the teacher and the younger junior sister."

"Ah... Jinsuke heard it..."

After being seen through by his disciples one after another, Songyang was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide his face, his calmness of a teacher's example was slightly cracked, and his tone of defense was inexplicably bottomless.

"That... it's really just discussing the plot of the manga with the letter girl, so-"

"The two of them confessed to the teacher?"

"Hey——Jinsuke, why——"

"I see, the teacher is worrying about how to distinguish between the love for his disciples and the love for his lover, right?"

The man spoke in a determined tone, raising his eyebrows with a half-smile.His teacher gradually fell into a wave of turmoil, his eyes flickered wildly, his lips parted slightly, and he hesitated to speak.

Before the teacher took a steady step towards that guy...

"Let me teach the teacher how to tell the difference."

—the trap opened beneath her feet.

The author has something to say: I don’t know about cp...just...let’s all be happy, I think Gao Gao can’t accept the status quo, so...