[Comprehensive] Takasugi-kun's Melancholy

"It's time to say goodbye." At the fork in the city, Matsuyo said goodbye to the convoy. Then Matsuyo would enter the city with Gintoki, and Takasugi-kun and the others would go to the Takasugi family's ancestral home in the countryside.

Many days of getting along day and night made the guard and Songyang establish a friendship. When they heard the news that they were about to part, they all seemed a little bit reluctant: "What are you going to do after entering the city?" The guard asked Songyang, "If we can use us You must speak up." Although they are private soldiers, they have a lot of prestige in this domain because of the title of Sanfuan. If Songyang is just going to the city to find a job, then They can still help.

"Thank you for your kindness," Songyang smiled, "but I'm not ready to do anything yet, maybe I'll walk around first to experience the customs of Changzhou Fan?" He told the guards his plan.

"As expected of a scholar who has studied, he is different from us rough people." The guard joked a few words with a smile, and then put on a serious face, "No matter what, I wish you the best of luck."

"Don't worry, Uncle, I will be fine even if you are all dead, Yintoki." Sakata Yintoki is very good at disrupting the atmosphere, giving him such an interruption to dissipate the sad atmosphere caused by parting, "Take care of yourself It's you, uncle."

"You brat," the guard laughed dumbly, "I really can't say anything good!" He squatted down, and covered Yinshi's head with his rough hands, looking very heavy, "Don't worry, uncle, I'm still waiting Seeing that you have grown into an excellent adult, you will definitely not die casually, so you should also take care of yourself!"

"I will." Song Yang responded to the kindness of the guards instead of the awkward Ginshi. He was about to thank the young master who took them in when he saw Takasugi-kun getting off the tall carriage with the help of Ayu.

"Thank you very much for your care along the way, Mr. Matsuyo." Takasugi-kun nodded slightly to Matsuyo. He was wearing a pure purple kimono with feathers on the outside, a formal dress that could directly attend the banquet, but Put it on Takasugi-kun, but it doesn't feel disobedient at all.

"Your words will break me." Songyang was a little distressed, "Obviously I have to thank Mr. Gaoshan for taking me in along the way."

"No," Takasugi-kun's expression was very serious, "You have taught me a lot along the way, thank you very much, Mr. Matsuyo." Takasugi-kun is right, although he did not directly participate in Yoshida Shoyo's relationship with Yoshida Shoyo. He doesn't get along with other people, but he has been paying attention to each other's every move, and he has benefited a lot from the other person's daily behavior and conversation.

"You don't need to thank you." Takasugi-kun turned to Gintoki, his expression didn't change but it made people feel indifferent, which was nothing short of naked contempt for Gintoki.

"Hey, what do you mean, Takasugi." Gintoki rolled up his sleeves with a displeased expression on his face, "Are you looking down on me?"

"Ah," Takasugi-kun didn't deny it at all, "That's it, that's right."

A group of guards were very surprised to see Takasugi-kun like this. They didn't expect that the young master, who has always been aloof, would be so close to the people and even full of childishness. Sure enough, children should get along with children more.

Compared with those guards, Songyang and Ayu were much calmer. The latter watched the whole process of getting acquainted with Takasugi and Gintoki, but the former did not know why.

"Anyway, remember not to die casually outside, Gintoki." Takasugi said rather venomously, "I also want to see what a half-baked samurai you can become."

"What a half-baked, dead face." Yin Shi's eyes were completely dead fish eyes, "You should worry about not being crushed by the heavy kimono first."

The two stared at each other for a while, but there was no winner.

"Goodbye, Gintoki." In the end, Takasugi said goodbye to Gintoki first.

"Goodbye, Takasugi." Gintoki also waved his paw in a respectful manner.

After watching Songyang and the others leave, Takasugi-kun boarded the carriage again. He sat upright on the couch, and the quiet environment around him allowed him to hear his heartbeat more clearly. He is very nervous now, so nervous that his heart is going to stop The point where it pops out of the throat.

He took a deep breath and tried to tell himself to be calm, but he couldn't help being nervous when he thought that he was about to meet Mrs. Mifune.

Mrs. Mifune, mother, Takasugi Junpin read this familiar yet unfamiliar address, but a glimmer of hope could not help but kindle in his heart. What kind of woman would his mother be?

"Young Master," Ah Yu lifted the curtain, "It's almost here."

Through the window of the car, Takasugi-kun can see the outline of the ancestral house located deep in the forest, which is not real.

Takasugi-kun arranged his clothes many times in the carriage, but he did not change into a more formal kimono. Although it was the first time he met Mrs. Mifune, he was meeting his biological mother. If he dressed too formally On the contrary, it seems alienated.

The carriage was stopped at the gate of Takasugi's house. Even though the samurai guarding the gate knew the guards guarding the carriage, due vigilance was still needed. Ayu walked out of the carriage and showed his wife's token to the two men. The carriage moved slowly again.

There are strict rules in this mansion, even more strict than the general's mansion in Edo.

Through the gap in the car curtain, Takasugi-kun carefully looked at the scenery inside the mansion. It is a typical Japanese-style building, but it is more than twice the size of Takasugi's house in Edo. Not only that, the interior landscape is also more diverse. , even the samurai patrolling the outer courtyard and the maids who walk at a fast pace are different from his cognition-whether it is food, clothing or overall style, they are completely different from ordinary people.

"Get out of the car, young master." The carriage had already stopped, and further inside was the inner courtyard, and Takasugi-kun needed to go in by himself.

With Ayu's help, Takasugi-kun got off the carriage steadily, and when he looked up, he saw two rows of women at the gate of the inner courtyard. They were dressed in exactly the same clothes, and they were arranged in a very neat line, even bowing their heads in exactly the same way.

They just stood there quietly, without saying a word, but buried their heads lower when Gao Shan-kun entered the inner courtyard, as if they did not dare to see Gao Shan-kun's face.

The inner courtyard and the outer courtyard have different scenery. It is more solemn than exquisite. Every beam and building is soaked in the heavy atmosphere of history. It is not like a woman's residence at all. Takasugi-kun thinks so, this kind of place On the contrary, it is more like a place where a big family lives, right?

However, for the people in this house, isn't Mrs. Mifune the head of the house?

The inner courtyard was quiet, and even the patrolling warriors that were often seen in the outer courtyard were invisible. Even if you saw someone passing by occasionally, you would find that those people walked on tiptoe, like cats, without making a sound.

"Young Master, please walk the road below." Ayu led Gao Shanjun to the gate of a mansion and stopped, "Madam is waiting for you inside."

Takasugi-kun looked up at the very old house. Behind the slightly opened door was an endless corridor, very gloomy.

Takasugi-kun was a little apprehensive about this house, or he was even more apprehensive about the mother who was waiting for him inside, but even so, he maintained a calm and calm posture, and walked in unhurriedly.

The corridor is indeed very long, and because there are no light sources around, the light in the corridor is also very dim, which makes people feel like walking at night. Walking on this road, Takasugi-kun feels that his heart has calmed down a lot Started jumping wildly again.

At the end of the corridor was a Japanese room, where his mother was waiting for him.

Takasugi-kun stood still at the door, and just took a deep breath when he was startled by a voice from the room: "Come in." It was a nice female voice, but there was a coldness in the voice, and Takasugi-kun was cold. Lie's voice is somewhat similar.

"Yes." Takasugi-kun answered, pulled the door and walked in. The woman who should be called his mother was sitting in the middle of the Japanese room in a simple and simple kimono, her hair was not combed into the hairstyle of his wife. Instead, let one head of hair hang down naturally. Her hairstyle is a typical "Ji style hair", but the length of her hair is not straight to the ankle like those princesses. Her hair is about the same length as Songyang, reaching waist, but Does not affect action at all.

There was a knife in front of her, and even Takasugi-kun could feel the chill from the knife.

It was a murderous knife with countless bloodthirsty.

"Sit across from me." The woman said, with an unquestionable sense of command in her words.

Takasugi-kun sat opposite her as she said, his upright sitting posture was exactly the same as that of the woman, but he did not bow his head because of the woman's coercion, on the contrary, he straightened his back and looked straight ahead, sizing up the woman's body face.

Mrs. Mifune has long purple hair and dark green eyes. Takasugi-kun's hair color and eye color are inherited from the woman. Not only that, but their facial features are also very similar. It seems that although Takasugi-kun and his father There are some slight similarities, but they are definitely different from Mrs. Sanfuan. He and Mrs. Sanfuan can definitely tell at a glance that they are mother and son.

What's more, there is also the demeanor. Mrs. Mifune has a beautiful face, but because of her temperament, that face is always a bit icy, which is similar to Takasugi-kun's empathy.

The mother and son are not just similar, but similar in spirit.

Takasugi-kun, he can understand why that man Takasugi Haruki has abused him all the year round. For him, seeing Takasugi-kun's face that is almost the same as Mrs. Mifune's is enough to make him breathless.

When Takasugi-kun looked at Mrs. Mifune, Mrs. Mifune was also looking at her son. Although she always wanted to take home the son who had the blood of the Mifune family, she was unsuccessful because of Haruki Takasugi's hysteria. This year, she let go, but in fact she no longer has expectations for her son. What kind of children can be raised by living with a man like Haruki Takasugi for the first 5 years of her life?

But it is clear that Takasugi-kun is completely different from what she imagined. Whether it is posture or momentum, he is worthy of the blood of the Mifune family, which is comparable to when he was a child.

Maybe this world is not so hopeless, Mifune Zhiru thought, at least she can raise this son that she can recognize.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Mifune praised: "Good momentum, at least worthy of the blood of the Mifune family in you." When she mentioned the blood of the Mifune family, her attitude could be called arrogant, and to her, this was enough to give The highest standard of praise, "I am your mother, Mifune Zhi, and I will be responsible for teaching you in the days to come. You must become an excellent warrior, so that you are worthy of the blood of the Mifune family."

Are you worthy of the blood of the Mifune family?Gao Sugi-kun finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Mrs. Mifune say this. He knew that he had passed the first level, and his legendary mother was not disappointed in him.

"I will definitely become an excellent samurai, Mother." Takasugi-kun fell on the ground, very solemnly, "Please rest assured."

Mrs. Mifune didn't make Takasugi-kun straighten up. She held up the knife in front of her with both hands, and drew out the knife neatly with one hand. The posture was more murderous than elegant, and the skill was exquisite. I wonder if this is a knife that a female stream can wield.

"This is a gun passed down from generation to generation in my Mifune family." Mrs. Mifune caressed the handle of the knife with indescribable tenderness, "And you are not qualified to touch him yet."

Not eligible now?Takasugi-kun murmured silently in his heart, not being qualified now does not mean not being qualified in the future!

He could feel that the knife was full of pure killing intent, it was the pure killing intent poured out of countless blood, this is a powerful knife.

"This knife belongs to me now," his mother said in a condescending tone, her face that still belonged to a girl showed a look of contempt, "and you are just a half-assed person who can't even be called a samurai." .”

"If I can get your approval, can I have this knife?" Takasugi-kun unexpectedly said such provocative words.

"Admit?" Mrs. Mifune's half-smile, this expression gave some vitality to her icy face, Takasugi-kun suddenly felt that "princess" was more suitable for his mother than "Madame".

"If you want to be recognized by me, then come and defeat me." Her words were filled with arrogance of contemptuousness.

A samurai's daughter is still a samurai, and even if she is a woman, Mrs. Mifune is a powerful samurai rarely seen in contemporary times.