[Gintama] Immortal

She has seen this scene.

A man in a light-colored haori, carrying a silver-haired child on his back, walks across a vast field of golden waves.A soft breeze blows from afar, and the rustling spikes sway gently from side to side.

Carrying her bamboo hat, she followed two figures, one big and one small, as if she had seen the end of the journey at that moment, or at that moment, the ending had become insignificant.

Yae stretched out his hand, and the golden ears of rice ran across his palm, and the dry touch carried the temperature of the sun.

Fragile, gentle, like a kiss quietly dropped by the world on the palm of a person.

"Eight heavy."

A gentle voice came from the front, she looked up, and Songyang stood in the middle of the golden spike waves, reaching out to her:

"Come."

His eyes are softer than the melting sunlight, his voice is like the breeze blowing across the field, the surrounding spikes are rustling, gently brushing the corner of her clothes, silently encouraging her to move forward.

The last time she came here, she saw dry land and a dull sky.

run.The person she hadn't seen for many years told her so.

You shouldn't be here.

Warm blood seeped between his fingers and dripped down his elbow.

That person had nothing left, and he didn't know if he finally got rid of the endless sin karma and pain in this world as he wished before he died, and disappeared completely.

Yae walked forward, the long hem of her clothes caught on the ears of rice, she lowered her head slightly, and found that she was wearing the costumes worn by priestesses thousands of years ago again, the pure white silk gauze covered the scarlet skirt, and the red skirt was tied around her waist. string.

In the consciousness space of others, she will show her original shape.

Yae stretched out her hand, and the white sleeves slid slightly down her wrist, the soft material was not stained with dust.

Why...the bloodstains from that year were not left behind.

She was in a daze, Songyang took her wrist and gently interrupted those thoughts.

"Here." He smiled.

Songyang took her through the endless golden fields and came to the blue sea.

The whirring wind sounded like a bulging sail, and the sea water rolled up with white foam, lazily and lingeringly, rushing up to the fine-sand white coast.

The world where the sea and the sky are the same color is vast and peaceful. The sea breeze with moist water vapor passes by the ears, and the sunlight falling on the sea shines like broken gold.

The soft white sand has no brittle branches and gravel, and it is not at all harsh to step on. Yae took off his clogs, and the soles of his feet sank into the fine sand. At first, he just walked forward slowly, but then he couldn't help running.

She lifted the hem of her skirt, ran to the beach, and stepped directly into the water like a child. The cool sea water rushed over, covered her insteps, and spread over her calves.Yae stopped, watching the tide slowly roll back, recede to the coast, and then surround him again and again.

The sound of the tide came and went, and it seemed that there was only one sound left in the world.The dark blue water kept hitting the beach, and the white water splashed like broken jade, leaving little marks when it landed on her clothes, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Yae stood by the sea, took a deep breath, and looked up at the sky.

The sky was blue and the sun was bright, but there was not a trace of haze everywhere.

"What are you thinking?"

Songyang didn't know when he stood beside her.

He raised his hand to smooth back the shattered hair that was blown by the sea wind around her ears, and his warm fingertips ran across her soft auricles.

"Nothing." Yae said, "I just remembered something from the past."

Songyang: "Whose business?"

The sea water came up, caressed her instep tenderly and tenderly, lingered at her feet for a while, then retreated reluctantly.

The two walked side by side on the beach, and the sea breeze blew, and the di flowers blooming on the sand swayed in the wind, like egrets about to fly.

"That time, when you broke in suddenly, I was actually very scared." Songyang said calmly.

"You almost died under his knife."

Mentioning the name that cannot be said, the surrounding world seemed to stand still for a moment, and then the sea breeze blew again, the white clouds in the sky continued to flow slowly, and the sea water rolled back to the shore again.

"That person's will was shaken, and a gap appeared in the spirit, and this space collapsed."

The ruthless sword light cut through the air, and it reached the fragile neck in an instant.

But before the moment when her head was cut off, the world suddenly darkened and fell into the void of chaos.

Yae looked at the distant sea.

Of course, there was nothing there.

"Sorry." Song Yang whispered, "It was originally a matter between me and him, but it accidentally involved you and many innocent people."

It was the time of the war against barbarians, and it was also the time when the Altana Liberation Army descended on the earth.The riot in the central tower was a disaster directly caused by the factors left behind by Xu.

"Is it really good for a person like me, an existence like "us", to live in this world?I've been thinking about this for years. "

The sea breeze blows the light-colored feathers, and the people around look at the end of the sea and sky, their eyes seem a little sad.

"The competition for Altana will continue to cause disputes. Even if everyone tries their best to hide my identity, cover up my past, and try their best to let me live an ordinary life like an ordinary person, the sins I committed before will be brought by me. danger, none of that will go away."

In the years just after the war, he left Edo and traveled far away.He didn't return to Edo until people's lives were back on track and the memory of the war faded in people's minds.

Because humans will not forgive void.

Just like Xuya will never forgive humans.

Even if people temporarily forget the pain caused by the war and move forward, it does not mean that they have forgiven what they did in the past.

"...But, do you want to live?"

Yae said, "Do you want to live, Songyang?"

Song Yang looked at her, the corners of his lips seemed to bend slightly: "Think."

The confusion of recalling the past disappeared from his eyes.

"I want to live."

"I want to watch my students graduate and watch them grow."

"Maybe my redemption is in vain, maybe my existence will bring more disputes, but I still want to live."

In the past, once the gentle and gentle private school teacher withdrew his smile, the expression on his face would always look distant and alienated, as if the sun was covered by clouds, and the seemingly clear sky revealed an ominous shadow of the future.

"More importantly, I want to see you again."

There is a certain kind of light in Songyang's eyes, which is neither dazzling nor dazzling, as quiet as the moonlight shining in the river in summer night.

"Maybe I have to wait five years, ten years, or decades." Songyang paused, "I've already thought about it, and it will take me a lifetime to wait."

"He" had waited for her for more than 200 years and tried to find her for more than 200 years.

From three years of extension to six years of Zhenhe.From the first encounter in Kumano to the reunion on the battlefield in the suburbs of Kyoto.

The monster without a name, the Xu of the past dynasties, and the later Yoshida Matsuyo——

They all share a common secret.

Waited for her so many times, waiting for her to return to him.Now it's just another wait.

"...Are you an idiot?" Yae said.

"What if you don't wait."

Song Yang shook his head lightly: "You will come back."

"……why?"

His eyes are very gentle: "Because the flowers will bloom again after they wither. You told "me" this sentence. "

……

Yes, she told "him".

——"Master Xu who will not turn into dust soon, may I plant a flower in your room."

500 years, how could it be forgotten.

The heart surged with astringency without warning, and it was extremely hot.

Yae looked away.

"It's unbelievable. I used to think that my life span was extremely long, but now I feel that time is short." Songyang sighed and smiled slightly: "I may really become greedy."

Yae couldn't help but also laughed: "You are much better than before."

The sea water submerged the instep, soft and cool.Yae said slowly: "You used to be too kind. You only wanted to atone for your sins and protect everyone. You were too stalwart and too bright. You were ready to sacrifice yourself at any time. If you were to go to the guillotine, even You can't even blink your eyes, how can you look like an ordinary person."

The god of death in the body will turn into darkness and engulf the world at some point. How can it be possible for people who live with such awareness to live easily.

People will be cowardly, selfish, greedy, opportunistic, and lazy.

It's better to leave the troublesome work of saving the world to others.

Yoshida Matsuyo did not need to be a great martyr, to lay down his life for others.It was never an obligation.

"Look," Yae said, "I'm such a bad person?"

She just hoped that this person could live a peaceful life in an ordinary way.

If he wants to be human, he must be human.

If you don't want to, what does it matter.

"You just need to be happy." Yae said to him, "You can be anyone you want."

The ebb and flow of the blue sea, the eternal rhythm, is like the color of the sky on a sunny day.

There are no moving creatures in this conscious world, no insects singing in the fields, no birds flying in the sky, and no fish swimming in the sea. Wipe with a vibrant green.Even if it is small, it is an incredible miracle.

It was a miracle that was unimaginable 500 years ago.

"You have worked very hard." Yae said warmly.

The moment she came to Songyang's consciousness, she knew how hard this man had been trying to embrace the world that had rejected him all these years.

It may take an endless amount of time to dig through this hard ice layer, but this person is indeed making a difference with his own efforts.

Di flowers sway lightly in the wind, and tidbits flutter like white snow.

"...I also have something I've always wanted to tell you." Songyang stopped and looked at her through the shadow of the swaying flowers.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

He slowly rolled his eyes and said softly:

"Thank you."

—— "Let's run and realize your dreams together."

Thank you for saying this to me at the time.

The sound of the tide gradually faded away, the sea breeze receded, and the Di Hua no longer swayed.The two walked to the end of the road without knowing it, and the world ahead was sleeping in the empty and quiet white, lying in the beginning where everything had not yet started.

Yae was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Is that the only sentence?"

"No, there is actually one more sentence." Songyang was quiet for a while, "If you work hard, is there any reward?"

Yae tilted his head: "What reward do you want?"

"Can I be a little greedy?" Songyang asked her.

Yae: "I think you can give it a try."

Songyang lowered his head, held up her cheek, and kissed her lips lightly and unsatisfactorily.

The warm touch still lingered on the lips, Yae raised her eyelids, her light red pupils were close at hand, with a gentle expression cautiously.

Song Yang rubbed her forehead and begged in a low voice:

"I want you to be my wife."