[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

When dizziness started in front of his eyes, Songyang actually didn't realize that he was in a state of illness.In the past, she didn't have the physique to experience human injuries. After she became an ordinary person, Oboro always took good care of her. So far, this is probably the first time she has clearly felt sick.

"The teacher's hands are so hot to the touch..."

The new kid in the gymnasium was asking her to teach the copybook by hand. When he touched his teacher's abnormal body temperature, he hurried to call the elder brother who taught swordsmanship in the dojo.

Wu Wenyan was taken aback, and hurried to check on her teacher's situation, seeing her red cheeks and erratic eyes, she knew that something was wrong, hurriedly carried her into the room and put her to sleep, and went to prepare again Antipyretics and hot towels are provided.

How could the teacher suddenly get sick?Is it because he didn't take good care of it?While feeding Songyang medicine, he recalled the past few days, and immediately remembered the day when Songyang didn't return home at night, his gray eyes suddenly darkened.

...Is it because he got his hands on it and didn't clean it up properly, that's why he got sick?

When he thought that when his teacher was sent back by a silver-haired man, not only did he change his clothes, but also his walking posture was not quite right, and his complexion was slightly uncomfortable. Dark mood.

Teacher...too pampering that guy.

Song Yang didn't pay attention to the slightly abnormal expression of Dao disciple.It was the first time she experienced the weakness of human illness, which was somewhat novel. She felt the burning sensation on her cheeks and the coolness from the back of her neck from time to time to her shoulders, and sighed.

"The body seems to be cold for a while, and hot for a while. Is this the feeling of being sick?"

Silently, he put a hot towel on her forehead, and tucked up the corner of the quilt for her, sat down beside her bed after confirming that it was well kept warm, and asked with a cold face.

"Did the teacher catch a cold that day?"

"That day is...?"

Songyang was startled, and his expression froze a little when he realized exactly when.

Forced to have no choice but to be carried back to the gymnasium by Yinshi in a vacuum, he met Miss Catherine in the tavern downstairs in the master house, and was complained, "Damn it, the noise is so loud, you were enough to disturb the people yesterday." Such words, The smile on his face was gone.

...Yes, is it that obvious...

Realizing that the people downstairs might have listened to the whole thing, the sense of shame was overwhelming, and I managed to convince myself to relax, but I still felt embarrassed when I suddenly heard the big disciple mention it.

"……may be……"

Songyang tried his best to maintain a calm and gentle answer on his face.

I don't know if it was because of the backlight, but the gray-haired man looked at her with a gloomy expression and his voice was cold.

"Didn't that guy clean up the teacher properly?"

"...I cleaned it myself..." Why, why do you ask this...

"...Is that guy so perfunctory to the teacher?" The expression on his eldest disciple's face seemed to be about to kill someone.

In short, there is really no way to explain this kind of thing seriously...

Songyang was really uncomfortable, the heat flowing through her body made her feel dizzy in her mind, but the coolness on her back was also penetrating into her bones, and the thick quilt couldn't suppress the chill spreading all over her body.

The feeling of being sick is more uncomfortable than imagined...

Fortunately, he didn't ask any more questions. After taking her body temperature, he went to change her towels, took care of her until late at night, and insisted on staying by her side not to rest.

Song Yang poked out his fingertips from under the quilt and tugged on his sleeve, and said softly.

"Go and rest, I'm already sleepy, I'll be fine if I fall asleep."

Yin Shi's disease recovered so quickly, she wouldn't be weak for too long.

"I don't worry about the teacher being alone..."

The eldest disciple looked at her slightly pale face full of worry, as if he was going to sit by her bedside to watch the night, Songyang knew that he was very serious about his own affairs, thought for a while, and suggested.

"If you don't mind, just make do with sleeping with me first."

The gray-haired man was stunned when he heard the words, it took him a while to recover, and he hesitated to speak.

"The teacher means... can I sleep next to the teacher?"

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Being quarreled all night is really annoying, she really can't understand why Songyang indulged these guys to an unrestrained level, especially the one in front of her who betrayed her, so far it is impossible to fundamentally understand what is wrong sad man.

——In another 100 years, she probably won't be able to understand the love her half body has for humans.

"Human beings are always greedy. It depends on when this guy is devoured by your desires—maybe before that, she was tired of your endless dissatisfaction?"

However, Xu's main purpose was to vent his irritability of not being able to sleep well. Seeing that the man opposite him turned pale from her excitement, he walked away in satisfaction.

Songyang vaguely heard some of their conversations, and was put into hot water for a long time before she fully woke up, and her first reaction was to check the expressions of the busy people beside her.

Xu has a feeling of extreme dislike for her first disciple, and they usually live in peace if they don't talk to each other, but she never thought that once she opened her mouth, it would be a malicious attack.

"hazy……?"

Fearing that the other party is so serious with himself that he can't turn the corner, Songyang doesn't intend to ignore this hidden danger.Although the body was indeed tossed to the point of falling apart by the other party, he was unpreparedly taken aback by the dark side of the other party's loss of control.

——It was because of her that Oboro fell into the abyss.

So no matter how hard it is, try to hold his hand so that he doesn't feel at a loss.

"Don't take that guy's words to heart, she probably got upset by the quarrel and talked like a child in a temper tantrum. I don't think that about Oboro, so—"

...In other words, if Oboro is allowed to act like this in the future, it will really, really break...

Songyang stopped talking embarrassingly.The gray-haired man was kneeling beside her and slowly wiping her body. He paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and responded in a low voice.

"I know what the teacher means, I don't care about those words, as long as the teacher feels comfortable."

...Comfortable is comfortable...Pain is really painful...I haven't had this feeling of almost dying in 1000 years...

Songyang frowned with worry, and didn't know how to explain to this sensitive and thoughtful senior disciple that she could still look down on Yinshi, and she could say a few words to Jinzhu afterwards, but she only took There is nothing that can be done.

If she was silent for a while, the other party seemed to have misunderstood and asked in a low voice. "Teacher... Are you uncomfortable?"

Before he could figure out how to respond, Oboro followed closely to ask. "I, I'm not feeling well as a teacher..."

...it's really not a matter of comfort or discomfort.

It was embarrassing enough to be stared at by the big disciple naked in the hot water, but it was even more embarrassing to look down and see red and purple marks all over my body, and I had to face such an unspeakable problem.Songyang slumped his shoulders in despair, covered his face and spoke.

"... Oboro is too powerful... I can't stand it..." Kua, Kua, he should be right...

"...Does the teacher really, really think so?" His eldest disciple seemed to be in high spirits.

"Well...really..."

"Is, better than those two men?"

"Ehhhh—?" Wait, seriously, why do you want to compare with the two of them?The point is completely wrong...

In short, comfort first, then talk... Songyang nodded indiscriminately, and repeated emphatically. "So it's really unbearable, just lighten up a bit..."

"I know, it will make the teacher more comfortable."

...It doesn't sound like an answer that I really understand.

Songyang sighed helplessly, and gave up his plan to continue arguing with his senior disciples.

The days of walking together are long, she thought.

The author has something to say: Turning to the bus with strange development, it should have been pure love——

Very thunderous!Be careful!It's a big brother who can't communicate normally!

So what to do with the tall ones, or forget it (crying)

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