How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

Shinsuke Takasugi is a proud and stubborn person by nature.

Although he wears a calm and calm shell, he does have a mature cognition beyond his peers, and he knows the way the world works behind the scenes, but he is too idealistic, and he only has room for what he is sure of.

I would rather give up everything to chase the sun than reconcile with the shabby reality of leakage.

Those things that would limit ordinary people, the eyes of others, the anger of his family, the ridicule of his classmates... He ignored them all and didn't care.

For Takasugi, the reins and whips that drive countless people to run on the "right path" do not seem to exist at all.

His heart is too strong and his will is too persistent. As long as he is convinced that the path is correct, he will never change for external things.

Takasugi-san has always been very proud of this characteristic of herself.

From leaving the martial arts school, going to the little-known Matsushita village school, to being expelled from the family who only regarded himself as an unsuitable tool, he asked himself and never regretted the decision he made.

But now, a brand-new trouble that has never appeared before, coiled around Takasugi Shinsuke's heart like a fog.

——How to be sure, what is right?

While he asked Mr. Songyang for leave, and went back and forth between the martial arts training hall, the coffee shop and the village school, trying to collect evidence, Yu Gongcui looked at the frequently fluctuating value on the counter, lowered his eyelashes, and smiled lightly smiled.

Use the facts you have seen with your own eyes, the friends you trust in your heart, and the inherent impressions you have always had to influence the other party, so that such a person who believes in the practice becomes hesitant because of himself.

Isn't this the most interesting thing in ordinary everyday life?

This kind of fun even surpassed the sense of satisfaction generated by revenge. He sat in the village school calmly, guessing what kind of strange conclusions that person might draw, and unconsciously, he even had the feeling of betting on a horse Anticipation and novelty.

The value indicating the degree of trust is finally fixed at [45].

Shinsuke Takasugi with blue eyes blocked Amamiya Cui in the classroom, his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was rather fierce in the eyes of others.

Sakata Gintoki looked around worriedly, but was comforted by Amamiya Tsui's eyes, and obediently sat on the tatami with a gossiping expression waiting to watch the fun.

When the irrelevant people were almost gone, Takasugi-san, who had barely prepared himself mentally, rubbed his sore cheeks and took a deep breath.

"I--"

"I don't want to hear an apology, Takasugi-kun."

Yu Gongcui embraced her arms, and interrupted him with a brisk tone, "Anyway, next time you see something that causes misunderstanding, you must go through the same process again, right?"

The purple-haired child couldn't hold back any longer, especially Sakata Gintoki, who had a bad character, was still watching teasingly, and he might take out this dark history someday to add fuel to it and write a special book.

Emerald green eyes widened, and he growled with embarrassment.

"Will it be okay?! I'm just a moment, a moment—"

"Under this situation, I can't help but think about the oath you confide in, just like your mother saying that you will save the New Year's money for you, it's not credible, Cui?"

The natural roll was still on the side, and he fanned the flames wildly, looking eager to give Takasugi a sap in the back of the head, to avenge his loss in the last sparring session.

"Unless he is willing to provide half a year's worth of strawberry milk to show his sincerity! Ah Yin thinks this is the only way he can think about it!"

Yu Gongcui didn't even bother to complain about his blatant selfishness, and said with a wooden face: "I don't think it's necessary... Gao Sugi-kun doesn't need my forgiveness either."

After these words were uttered, the blank look on Takasugi Shinsuke's face was even greater than that of Katsura and Gintoki.

A naive looking, not very smart Yazi.

"……what?"

Resisting the urge to cover her face, Amamiya Tsui slowly sorted out the books, and walked around Takasugi who was blocking the middle of the aisle.

"Don't you hate weak people? You don't like too close contact, you hate excessive dependence in the name of friendship... In that case, wouldn't it be good to keep the current way of getting along?"

Recalling the nightmare time when he was in the martial arts gym, the corner of Takasugi Shinsuke's mouth twitched, and he lost the strength to refute.

If he didn't feel that something was wrong, he would almost start to thank the other party for thinking of him so much.

Watching Amamiya Tsui and the bouncing Sakata Gintoki leave from the village school, Takasugi sat cross-legged on the tatami with a sigh of relief, and was locked by Katsura Kotaro in the corner with his eyes that hate iron and steel, accompanied by everything without saying a word Youyou sighed.

He squinted at the past: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

"No, I'm too lazy to shock you about what you think."

Gui, who was wearing a ponytail, was holding a few books and walked past him without looking sideways. He couldn't help it, and dropped a few words in pity.

"Can't you see how Yugong treats Yinshi? You even found that kind of reason, and you just believed it so easily-in fact, he just doesn't want to talk to you at all."

...It makes sense, it is indeed that guy's style is correct.

Takasugi, who was hit knowingly, fell into a brief depression.

However, Gui Xiaotaro, who was merciless to make up the knife, had not yet walked out of the classroom door. He had completely digested this emotion, stood up, and strode away with his little friend.

The sky at dusk is densely covered with clouds, and the color is as gorgeous as a fire.Gui stopped in front of the hedge, turned his head to look at his comrade who looked and behaved as usual, and smiled unabashedly.

"Oh, I don't have much time to watch the excitement. I won't laugh at you, so don't be sad for a while?"

"If I put on that slumped attitude, I will really be laughed at by you."

Takasugi Shinsuke gave him a helpless look.Katsura Kotaro ignored him with the face he had developed long ago, and walked slowly along the narrow path beside the hedge, side by side.

"So in the end, what conclusion did you draw? Yugong doesn't care, but I'm curious."

Thinking about it carefully, the reason why he has such a deep-rooted prejudice against Amamiya Tsui, and even tried to persuade Takasugi all the time, isn't it because when he was in the dojo, the slender black-haired child gave a ghostly speech?

But... the truth cannot be judged entirely by the subjective statement of a certain player.

However, as the closest friend of Shinsuke Takasugi, he was affected too deeply.

——That guy, could it be that he did it on purpose?Deliberately disturbing his own thinking, so that Takasugi can make a wrong judgment?

Withdrawing his thoughts because there was no evidence, he just buried a small guess deep in his heart.Gui Xiaotaro didn't say a word, quietly listening to the words carefully thrown out by his partner after thinking.

"To be honest, I can't be sure. However, the more people I ask and the signs of restoration, the more certain I am—"

"He never lied to me or tried to hurt me, and the same with the village school and the teacher. If that's the case, what does it matter what the details are?"

The part where you said "what's the point" nonchalantly, but many superiors insisted that "the subtleties reveal the character", so you can't figure out the point of vowing not to give up.

Even though he thought so, Katsura Kotaro, who was familiar with the other party's temperament, chose to agree with him sincerely after a short thought.

"This person Yu Gong... the more he tries to think deeply, the more he will be taken away. In comparison, it may be that you are such a fool—cough, your way of thinking is more useful."

Shinsuke Takasugi, who has never been praised for being stupid or talented, was numb: "... I seem to have heard a strange adjective just now?"

"Really, that's probably the voice in your own heart, that's right!"

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The two of them walked away noisy and noisy, but unfortunately Yu Gongcui was dragged to the dojo to practice swords by Sakata Gintoki, who recalled that he had never avenged his revenge.

Ah Yin is full of ambitions, and he is ready to rub Gaoshan on the ground in the match tomorrow morning.

The title of Yoshida Shoyo's saber disciple was not given as a phone fee. Although Amamiya Cui's speed and skill could barely keep up, as soon as the two swords were handed over, his hands suddenly went numb, and the loose weapon whirled. Fly high and fly out.

"Why are you so strong?"

Recalling the scene when Mr. Songyang hammered people into the ground like planting carrots when he first arrived, Yu Gongcui, who felt that there must be something wrong in this world, closed himself for a second, and questioned his little friends with grievances.

The latter smiled embarrassedly, scratched the back of his head, and looked complacent.

"Oh, no, actually I'm not great either~~~"

……

Yu Gongcui, who picked up the wooden sword, knocked him on the head with a dark face: "Come again!"

In the next half hour, the same plot was repeated.

It’s like manipulating two different characters when playing a game. The various values ​​​​of Yugong Cui’s side were pretty good at first, but after entering the actual battle, it was discovered that the opposite side has a plug-in, and the column of attack power has a whole single digit more. I was at a loss when I raised the knife.

The wooden sword had already flown out countless times, and Yu Gongcui gradually accepted the reality from the autism, and even had the mood to tell Ah Yin who was sweating on his forehead.

"Use less strength, it's always like this and you can't practice."

The latter muttered something in a low voice, which seemed to be "very small", but Yu Gongcui decided to pretend that he couldn't hear.

After the practice came to an end, Sakata Gintoki's expression looked more injured than that of his friend who was completely at a disadvantage, squatting in the corner of the wall to pick the gap between the tatami mats.

"Obviously the amount of training is the same on weekdays, it shouldn't be..."

Yu Gongcui, who was hit, had to spare his time to comfort him: "There is no way to do it because of different aptitudes."

"Even if I can remember the moves and use them one by one, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. I don't think I have the talent to turn the sword into a part of my body. Maybe it's a good thing now."

"I didn't pursue becoming a warrior, so it doesn't matter. I remember that was Ah Yin's wish? Isn't it great that you have the corresponding talent?"

Sakata Gintoki, who was drawing circles, looked up at him hesitantly, and after confirming that this was the truth, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It is true that he is really worried about him, and he is entangled in words of comfort to the point of distress.

Although he is usually listless and always speaks vulgar words, but basically, Ah Yin is a very pure(?) good boy.

...well, maybe a little bit crooked.

"Everyone has their own way to go, this is what Matsuyo-sensei said." Sakata Gintoki, with his curly hair curled up, shook his head with a serious nod, "It's okay, anyway, Takasugi and Gui are the three of us. Your sword skills are pretty good, so I can protect you when the time comes!"

Gui Kotaro:? ? ?Don't cue!You don't want to have anything to do with this guy, okay?

Yu Gongcui, who realized that he was indeed a weak chicken, of course laughed and thanked Ah Yin for his kindness.

Although the outside world is not peaceful, he has not been reduced to the point where he has to hold someone's thigh in order to survive.Poor swordsmanship is not a fatal injury. Now that firearms have appeared, then of course the home field of firearms is next.

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The next morning, Sakata Gintoki rose again as he wished, hit Takasugi Shinsuke hard on the head with one stroke, won a copy amidst the cheers of the crowd, and became the most dazzling little swordsmanship prince in the village school again .

"Three wins and two losses!!"

He smugly laughed with his hips on his hips, arrogantly pointing his thumbs at himself, and made a very awkward grimace at Shinsuke Takasugi who was gritting his teeth.

"A landslide victory! Hahahahaha, I will protect Cui's life!!"

Yu Gongcui, who was standing on the periphery of the crowd, had a question mark appearing slowly above his head.

When everyone was excitedly discussing the competition just now, and left one by one from the dojo, he deliberately stayed at the end, and deliberately knocked on the hairy head of Ah Yin who was changing the protective gear.

The latter pretended to yell "pain pain pain" with an expression on his face beyond grievance-not far away, Shinsuke Takasugi, who also just took off his protective gear, stared at the inexplicably harmonious two people with a fierce look in his eyes. The fist began to move around the corner.

Sakata Gintoki, you thief!

The two people on the opposite side didn't care about Gao Sugi's inexplicable resentment, and the conversation came here clearly.

"Why do you say that? You can't even joke."

"Hey, can't it work? Damn it, wouldn't I lose the parfait and strawberry milk that I plan to keep round until I reach adulthood! It's so hard to come across such a thick golden thigh, and I'm going to do it in such a way Take advantage of me who is pure and innocent and kick me away from now on! How heartless! Even if you say so, I will take the child to demand that you be responsible!!"

"...It's too much to complain about. How much is your lung capacity?"

Yu Gongcui found that there was no way to be serious in the face of this person. It would be very hard to just list the flaws and refute them one by one, so she could only completely ignore the content of Tianlei Gungun's speech.

"I don't need anyone to protect me, Ah Yin. If you repeat too much, you'll even take it seriously, so it's best not to establish such a misconception from the beginning."

"I said no, I just plan to eat and drink—"

"Ayin."

The completely different serious tone silenced Sakata Gintoki who was still trying to make jokes.

When getting along with him, the quiet child who always smiled slightly stared at him with pupils too dark to reflect light.

"I know you mean well, so I am very grateful. But... I can no longer accept people treating me like this."

Too unequal relationship, blindly giving and blindly taking.

Even under the noble banner of friendship and love, the taste will always change after a long time.If patience is exhausted, the two sides who hate each other in the ruins will definitely not recall the first meeting.

——The reason why I emphasize this is precisely because I don't want us to go to that kind of ending.

"That kind of words are like humiliation to me."

He lowered his head and looked at the shadow cast by the wooden grid on the window in the morning light, "Ayin, can you understand?"

After a moment of silence, Sakata Gintoki sighed softly.

"It seems that I can't take our child to find you. It's really sad. But it's okay! Ah Yin can raise the child by himself, so you don't have to worry too much! Okay, let's leave this heavy topic alone Let's go, I guarantee that the child will never tell him the truth before he goes to college, you scumbag who doesn't even pay child support."

Amidst Ah Yin's long complaints, the bubbling system gave a reminder that the trust value had increased.

[Friendly reminder to the host, the target's trust value has increased by five points!The current trust value is: 50 points! 】

Yu Gongcui's mood became a little complicated.

What he said was not intended for Gao Shan to hear.

It was the same in the last world, compared to the gloomy and elusive capture target, there was such a big and bright little angel next to him, even a fool would know who to choose as a friend.

So... Do you think that the trust that is difficult to obtain can highlight the ability and have more value?

Thinking of the system's swearing declaration that "it is not to fulfill wishes, but to cultivate the host's ability to realize wishes", Yu Gongcui was silent for a while, expressing disgust for this simple and crude judgment standard.

It is more valuable to say that the relationship does not come from anyone at all. If the system allows itself to choose the target of the strategy, maybe he will return to his hometown to get married now, so as to save himself from fighting Takasugi Shinsuke here.

Osamu Dazai and Atsushi Nakajima, Dior and Jonathan, Shinsuke Takasugi and Gintoki Sakata——

Under the contrast between the two, Yu Gongcui's expression suddenly became subtle.

After being obsessed with revenge, he almost forgot... This tsundere brat who is about the height of a wooden sword and feels good when bullied is actually a villain?

He turned around slowly, looking at the purple-haired child who tensed up behind him.The latter looked around, confirmed that he was alone in this direction, and asked questions with a face full of vigilance.

"Do, what?"

I just want to ask you, put on that posture, is it because you are afraid that I will jump up and beat you? !

And this kind of reaction, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like it has a trust value of [-] points!

Not knowing how much psychological shadow her "bullying you will be fun" left on the poor child, Amamiya Tsui waved her hand and said "it's okay", reconfirming that Takasugi Shinsuke is a villain who has no face.

"Takasugi-san," he suddenly stopped the relieved young boy who was about to sneak away, and asked sincerely, "Are you planning to destroy the world?"

Takasugi Shinsuke: (￣□￣;)

"What nonsense are you talking about... Are you going to secretly sue Teacher Songyang? I won't take it lightly!"

Yu Gongcui, who had expected it long ago, shrugged and changed the question: "Then do you have a splitting headache, sudden amnesia, or feel a black beast roaring in your chest?"

Convinced that the other party was making fun of him, the dark-faced Takasugi Shinsuke walked away with great determination.

Why do you think he would admit to such a mentally ill description?

Even bullying people should pay attention to the basic law, you bastard! ! !

Watching the little figure disappear quickly in the corridor, Yugong Cui absent-mindedly followed Ah Yin to attend the next morning class.

What he thinks in his heart is not teasing and revenge, but a certain scene that subverted his entire world view a long time ago, so that he still vividly remembers it.

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The ships flying in the air relying on the technology of heaven and man are silent, like a soaring blue whale soothingly parting the night fog, wandering under the starry sky.

There is no definite destination, just staying here because of the master's obsession.

It seems to be free to come and go, but it is firmly bound by invisible chains, and it has never been able to reach the exact front.

Compared with the brightly lit spaceships around the terminal of the universe, this one has weak lights, without any bright paint, almost disappearing into the night sky with almost no existence.

Because what it carries is not tourists or cargo, but a man's ambition that needs to be hidden before the thunder strikes.

In the dimly lit cabin, tall glass petri dishes were lined up, and a series of small bubbles emerged from the green liquid from time to time.And what is soaked in it is not a living thing, but a sword with the same length and shape - a demon sword named "Red Sakura".

The yingying green light is like a light bulb with insufficient light, which can barely illuminate the surrounding distance.

The eyes cast unmoved to the front, this cyberpunk picture with weird beauty, like the background carefully arranged by the director, finally turned into props to set off the characters who will appear on the stage.

A bird folds its wings and falls into the nest.

A flower bud trembles slightly, and finally blooms.

It makes people hold their breath involuntarily, wondering what is going to happen next, but when it does happen, it feels right——

Like a long shot in a movie that gradually zooms in, the man sitting on the window sill, between admiring the night view and being completely empty, slowly turned his head, and the purple hair on his forehead fell down, half covering the bandaged man on his left side. Eye.

After recovering the focus, the uncovered right eye slowly lit up.Suddenly finding a toy that could pass the time temporarily, the man lazily lifted the bong that was about to go out to his mouth and took a deep breath, with a malicious smile on his lips.

The purple-bottomed bathrobe painted with golden butterfly patterns became wider and wider with his movements, revealing the scenery on his chest indifferently.Painted with a layer of warm white by the moonlight, the man's neck, forearms, and ankles with well-defined meridians that are not covered by the fabric look like jade. With the looming abdominal muscles under the loose skirt, it is enough to make people unable to move away. Eye.

It's not a human being...but a erotic ghost who still exists here for some reason.

Subconsciously think so.

And the man on the window sill put the bong aside, and finally he was willing to raise his head, and cast a very interested look towards this side.

Following the gust of night wind pouring in through the open window, he landed on the floor, and his clogs made a crisp sound.

"I can actually touch this place, let me praise you for the time being."

"But if you want to appease the roaring black beast in my heart, your blood alone is not enough. Why, can't you hear the roar that shouts that the whole Edo will be wiped out?"

The man was walking slowly towards this side, and the sound of his footsteps was more like a drum beating to his death.

There was nowhere to escape in the locked cabin, and in the end, all I saw was the icy cold knife light.

The deep and hoarse voice chuckled, with a clear mockery directed at whom.

"—One step ahead of me, go to hell."