cloudy day

"I have something to go out for a trip" is just a not-so-smart excuse, but the real situation is-Shirō Hijikata has fallen into an embarrassing and miserable situation where he has a home and can't go back, so he has nothing to do and wanders the streets.

The lights are on.

Tufang went upstream against the tide of returning home after get off work, and he did not show the slightest desolation on the surface, but his heart was already filled with desolation and sense of loss.

I am really a crow's mouth.I told him to be careful before, but he was about to leave as soon as he turned around.

Still being taken away by a guy like that.

The earthworker kicked away the soda can blocking the way angrily.That strength seemed to regard it as the incarnation of Katsura Kotaro.

But... Fortunately, it wasn't the enemy who came, the guy named Takasugi.

So thankful, I feel even more sour in my heart.The guy dressed up as a fool seems to be his good friend, he is here to take him away and protect him.

It's great, I don't have to worry about someone dying at home anymore, and I don't have to be so anxious that no one is stable. The sweets I just bought together... I'm afraid I can't finish it alone.I don't know if it will break if left alone.

It was great to finally be able to return to his daily life.

The mafia that kills and flees for his life naturally kills fish eyes or something, which is far, far away from his stable life. Now that he can be separated from it, it is too late for me to be happy.

That being said, the corners of his mouth were heavy, like a body that would only fall uncontrollably if it was tied to a heavy stone and threw itself into the water, and it was impossible to pull out a decent smile.

The whole person was overwhelmed by the overwhelming sense of loss, as if he had suddenly forgotten how he had lived alone all this time, obviously two people lived together - only one day passed.

But at this moment, Tu Fang is not even a little bit interested in the return to daily life tomorrow, and he is too lazy to take a step forward.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a silvery-white shadow, who looked back expectantly—it wasn't him.

Hijikata, who couldn't help but feel sad like a little girl, suddenly realized—this can't be, the TV show...Kai!like!Bar!

Thinking of the unusual heart palpitations when he saw Sakata Yinshi for the first time last night, he finally realized it later.

It turned out that this was the legendary love at first sight.

... Ahhh.Toshiro Hijikata, you are finished.

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"Silver hour."

"...Huh?" Yinshi looked away from the door that Dodo just walked out, and continued to eat the sweets bought by the owner of the house with peace of mind.

"follow me."

When he said this, Gui Xiaotaro was really serious and dressed like a beast, but his heart was already roaring in a stormy sea: "It's so cute when eating soft cotton candy with a face full of satisfaction, like a cat's meat. The ball really wants to pounce on it and rub it, rub it, rub it, rub it..."

If Sakata Gintoki had the ability to read minds, Katsura Kotaro at this moment would definitely regret that he was born in this world.

Fortunately, Sakata Gintoki didn't have super powers, so he just lazily replied without raising his head: "No. Ao Shan must be staring at you. A Yin, I don't want to see that bad face just yet. .”

There was a gloomy look in Gui Xiaotaro's eyes, thinking silently.

just temporarily?

From Yinshi's point of view, the person who chased him to death was just something he didn't want to see for the time being.

It seems that he really values ​​it...

No, Gintoki's most important thing is always the agreement with the teacher.

The frantic young master smiled softly, as if mocking himself, but also with a bit of resentment.

Yinshi glanced at Gui suspiciously, with an expression as if he saw a pile of expired strawberry milk.

After a while, Gui returned to normal, and said in a noble and glamorous way:

"I have a 100% chance of sending you to the headquarters safely. I originally thought that if you were unwilling to separate from me, I would do my best to turn the [-]% chance into [-]%. Now it seems that, Yinshi still thinks too much about me, he doesn't want me to be in danger..."

One of Katsura Kotaro's major skills is endless brain supplementation and automatic misinterpretation of facts into situations that are powerful to him. Sakata Gintoki is no stranger to it, and he is too busy to add sugar to bother with this bastard.

"Then we can only implement plan B. Stop the enthusiasm of youth and become a hardworking gardener, Yinshi!"

Gintoki finally raised his head from the cotton candy when he heard the words, and uttered a short syllable of astonishment.

"……what?"

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When the earthwork came back at night, Yinshi had already left.

The packaging bags of snacks were also scattered all over the place.There seemed to be some sweetness left in the air.That guy's figure was still clearly reflected on his retina.

——At this moment and here, he will never appear in his field of vision again.

The two never met again in this life.

Hijikata Toshiro, lost Sakata Gintoki forever, when he just discovered his mood.

Trying to ignore the loss, soreness and pain that rolled up from the bottom of my heart like waves, Hijikata lay down on the only bed in the room in a large font. At the same time yesterday, the natural curl was on this bed, with fresh wounds on his body with blood.

Hijikata fantasizes that the prison of time no longer exists, and that yesterday's him and today's self overlap in the same place.

Overlapping figures.

He imagined... that lazy handsome face was rendered with an unnatural blush, the half-opened eyes were full of mist, the thin lips were slightly parted, and the breath was blue...

I hugged that thin waist, and I could touch the white skin like porcelain, and I buried my head on his neck and took a deep breath, which was full of light and shallow sweetness.

Then fell a thin kiss.down, down...

Hijikata Toshiro's hand touched the high-spirited part of his body, only to wake up like a dream.

As if being greatly frightened, Hijikata Carp jumped up from the bed, sweating profusely.

I don't know whether to be scared or ashamed.

Suddenly looking back at the rising cold moon outside the window, remembering where the person under the same moonlight is, his heart feels like a knife.

Abandoning himself, and a little embarrassed, Hijikata Toshiro closed his eyes, frowned, covered his mouth with one hand, and stretched out a hand to a certain part of his body.

The charming phantom rose again.The pleasure that accompanies the shame is mixed with the unspeakable pain.

The moonlight outside the window is just right.

at the same time.

The misty moonlight.

Wearing a purple kimono embellished with golden butterflies, Shinsuke Takasugi smokes on a soft sofa.Layers of smoke entangled and floated upwards, just like Chang'e who abandoned Hou Yi and went straight to the moon.

The decoration of the high-end hotels around him was incompatible with his classical kimono, just as his gloomy purple eyes were incompatible with the clear moonlight.

Someone knocked on the door.walk in.

It was a fashionable young man with a guitar on his back, sunglasses and headphones, and his hair was blown up.Judging from the lower half of his face not covered by the sunglasses, this is also a handsome man.

"Gaoshan, the second batch of people has returned." A hint of interest and bloodlust flashed in the long and narrow phoenix eyes behind the sunglasses.

"Have you found it?"

Gao Shan didn't turn his head, but when he heard the news, he clenched his left hand suddenly, as if he was fighting against something, or suppressing something tightly.

"The defected rabbits were not found, only the corpses of the first batch of people were found."

Cold light burst out from Takasugi's green eyes, and the pale and handsome face was covered with complex expressions, making it difficult to tell whether it was sadness or joy.

Even Takasugi Shinsuke himself didn't realize that when he heard these words, his clenched fist subconsciously relaxed.

The eyes of the man in sunglasses became more interesting, and his voice trembled with excitement: "White Yaksha, who was seriously injured, resisted the [-] elites of the Ghost Soldier alone, and went away with a complete victory. It is really not easy. If I had known that he was still one of us When the time comes, you should..."

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Takasugi abruptly interrupted:

"To shut up!"

That voice was as cold as an unsheathed sword.