[Gintama] Immortal

All the students in the private school know that Yae's favorite is the few cherry blossoms in the garden.

It is said that when the site was selected for the private school, the main house was in disrepair, the ashram was dilapidated, and the courtyard was overgrown with weeds. She immediately took a fancy to the cherry trees that were not in full bloom at that time, like an old friend who was so fond of them that she refused to let go.

He is unmoved by all kinds of compliments in the world, only when he praises the cherry blossoms in the private school, Yae will be particularly happy, as if the gorgeous cherry blossoms are all due to her.

Outside the house is the deep night in the mountains, the courtyard is full of dark shadows, and the elegant cherry trees in the daytime look like thick ink strokes at night.Even so, in the name of being familiar with the private school, Yae brought a reluctant Takasugi to the veranda after dinner.

"At times like this, you just have to pretend to be deaf and dumb." Gintoki patted Gao Sugi's shoulder gloatingly, "It'll be over after a while, that's how everyone gets over it."

"...Take your hand away from digging up that disgusting thing." Gao Shan gave him a sideways glance.

"Wow, it's terrible, Jingui's young master Takasugi has spoken, and Jingui's young master Gaoshan can't be touched." Gintoki exaggerated, and by the way, he wiped his hand on Gaoshan's shoulders a few times, his lazy expression was more than worthy of a beating What a beating, "The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan, so please don't remember the villain's mistakes."

The corner of his mouth twitched, Takasugi was about to explode, Yae turned around very timely at this moment, interrupting the fight between the eyes of the two.

"That's the cherry blossoms in the private school," she smiled and pointed to the dark mass in the courtyard, "isn't it beautiful?"

Gao Shan: "...No, now I can't see anything clearly."

After a pause, he snorted and continued: "It's just that the names have similar meanings. What are you so proud of?"

Takasugi's brain turned quickly, and he could figure it out as soon as he thought about it.

"You don't understand," Yae patted him on the head very familiarly, ignoring his furious protest, and continued with a kind face, "The ancients said that everything has a spirit. The cherry blossoms in the private school It opens beautifully every year, all because of me please."

"...It has completely entered the mode of talking to oneself." Yinshi shook his head, turned to look at Gao Shan, "You still have time to run now."

There was a light cough from behind, and the two turned their heads together, and found that Song Yang had come to the corridor at some point, his pine green eyes slightly curved up with a smile: "It's almost time for bed, both of you."

Yae came back to his senses: "It happens that there are still vacancies in Gintoki's room, Jinsuke, you can sleep in the same room as Gintoki tonight."

"...Who are you calling Jinzhu!" Gao Shan's voice faltered.

"Isn't your name Jinsuke?" Yae's eyes widened in surprise.

Immediately, she showed a sympathetic look: "A young man who looks handsome, unexpectedly, his brain is not very good."

His face turned red all of a sudden, Takasugi was about to jump up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Yae wisely put away his teasing look, and nodded at Matsuyo: "I'll go get the bedding." By the way, he dragged away the already beaten Yin Shi yawned.

Songyang and Gaoshan were left in the corridor for a moment.

"Go to my room and treat the wound," Songyang smiled at Gao Shan, "this handsome young man."

The best-lit room in the southeast of the private school is Songyang's living room.

The candlelight is flickering softly, on the desk are the Four Treasures of the Study and a half-read book. When Gao Shan enters the room, the first thing he notices is the glazed porcelain vase in the alcove.

Obviously different from the delicate and rigorous style of traditional ikebana, the blue-glazed vases are leisurely and casually filled with mountain wildflowers that can be seen in early summer, soft and slender miscanthus and beard branches with small clusters of flowers, as if the person who arranged the flowers was just in the mountains While walking, I suddenly became interested, so I casually brought these flowers and plants back.

Noticing Gao Shan's gaze, Songyang just smiled slightly and said, "It's all an old habit."

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the partition was suddenly opened. Yae was holding a stack of quilts and a wooden box under her arm. She pushed the partition to the door frame sideways, and bent down to put the wooden box down: "I forgot to give the medicine to you." You brought it here."

"Yae Yae," Kanta, the youngest in the private school, chased after her, "Can we continue telling stories tonight?"

"Of course." Just before Kanta stepped into the room, Yae reached out and fished the little bean back to the corridor, "Come on, I'll tell you a story. Today we will talk about the biggest Tom Sue in history." ——The story of Prince Shotoku. Or we can change the taste and talk about the song fairy in the early Heian period. He wrote "Ise Tale". It is said that when he was alive I have made friends with 730 women in total. Which flavor do you prefer?"

Simply overwhelmed by the numbers, Kanta tugged at her sleeves: "Three thousand seven thirty three! Three thousand seven thirty three!"

Songyang cleared his throat: "Eight heavy?"

She raised her head: "what's the matter?"

"You'd better tell the first story."

The partition was closed again, the sound of footsteps in the corridor disappeared, and the room returned to its original tranquility.

"Sorry," Songyang said with a smile, "the private school is always noisy."

Gao Shan was silent for a while: "... nothing wrong."

As if remembering the family he was expelled from, Takasugi repeated again: "There's nothing wrong with being lively." He turned his head slightly, with bruises on his cheeks, and his lonely and stubborn green eyes seemed to be shining in the candlelight Wei Wei softened: "So you don't need to apologize."

Songyang bent his eyes: "Jin Zhu is indeed a gentle child."

"What..." Gao Shan was about to say something, but suddenly the warm and soft touch of the towel came across his face, and he froze for a moment.

Song Yang carefully wiped away the dust particles from the wound on his face. The children in the private school were active and often injured. He bandaged the wounds of the students a lot, and he became proficient in dressing up the wounds.

When disinfecting with iodine, Songyang gently touched his face and asked gently:

"Does it hurt?"

Takasugi's emerald green eyes fluctuated like shattered lake light.

He didn't feel any pain when he was thrown from the house by the collar to the gravel in the courtyard, and he even sneered when his relatives punched him, but Songyang just asked him a simple question, and he suddenly I felt pain, my whole body hurt, and the pain made me shiver.

He lowered his eyelids to cover the look in his eyes, Songyang applied the cool ointment to his wound, it was cold, but he felt hot.

"It doesn't hurt." Takasugi whispered, "It doesn't hurt at all."

After applying the ointment, Songyang put down his hands, and his warm and elegant voice was a bit joking, "Speaking of which, I don't think I've ever heard you call me teacher."

Sitting back straighter, he put his hands into his sleeves, and rolled his eyes with a smile: "This is really distressing, after all, I have already regarded you as a member of the Matsushita private school."

Gao Shan raised his eyes: "Teacher."

His green eyes flickered slightly in the candlelight, and he raised the corners of his mouth: "Teacher Songyang."

Slightly taken aback, Songyang showed surprise on his face, but soon he showed a smile.

"Although I've already said it once—welcome to Matsushita Private School, Shinsuke."

……

The sky was blue and the sun was shining.

Xia Chan chattered endlessly among the verdant tree shadows, and the sound of reading books came from the private school.

In addition to the weekly snack time, the afternoon is the most leisurely time in Yae. It is also a good pastime to go down the river to touch fish, go to the tree to dig out bird eggs, and find a book to cover your face and enjoy the shade under the eaves. The wind chimes under the eaves jingle, there is an illusion of leisure and comfort that time seems to stand still.

The wild flowers beside the field sway gently in the wind, and the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the side of the road is wrapped with a red scarf tied by private school students.Going out for a walk today was very fruitful, Yae returned to the private school in a good mood, opened the door and saw that she was just in time for recess, the teacher in the private school and more than a dozen students, big and small, were all in the outer corridor superior.

Among the many familiar figures, she also found Gui with a ponytail, and the child smiled at her politely.

"It's Yae back!" Someone shouted, and everyone came over curiously, wanting to see if she brought back any good things today.

The river fish in summer is the most delicious, fat and fat, the outer skin is golden and crispy after being oil-baked, and the inner is white and soft.Women in the village often gather at the mouth of the well to wash clothes and do household chores, commonly known as "meetings by the well". Yae joined in the fun for a long time, and also learned how to cook.In summer, if you don't go to the river to catch some fish, you always feel that it is not enough.

However, she didn't carry river fish or mountain game today, except for the money bag in her hand, she was empty-handed and light-weight.

I don't know who said, "Wow, Yae, have you finally started robbing?" Everyone laughed happily, only Tomoya was nervous, and sweat broke out on the tip of his little nose: "Idiot, you were caught by Fengxing!" We're done."

Songyang laughed out loud: "Don't worry, no one will be taken away."

Gintoki lazily added: "If it's going to end, Yae will end it alone."

"It's still too late to report to the official." Gao Shan said coolly.

"Yoho, it's a tacit understanding to stand in the same camp so quickly." Yae looked at Gintoki and Takasugi meaningfully, "Both of you, your relationship is warming up quickly." She turned her head to look at Song Yang: "Regarding puppy love, are there any rules in the private school?"

"...Bastard Ah Yin's eyes are not blind yet!" "...What nonsense are you talking about!"

"You two don't need to be shy, this kind of thing was quite common during the Warring States Period." Yae showed a kind expression, and almost patted the heads of the two of them.

Songyang endured a smile: "Okay, Yae, don't bully them. Where did you go this afternoon?"

Yae's expression was very serious: "Go to the cockfight."

The students immediately showed a look of "you're kidding me", but she didn't lie.

During those hundreds of years wandering around the world like ghosts, one of her greatest hobbies was watching the lives of the powerful.The last ruling highness of the Kamakura shogunate is cowardly and does not care about political affairs. She is only keen on cockfighting and dog fighting. She has watched a hundred or so games with great interest, but at that time she did not have the idea of ​​trying it herself.

It was purely accidental that the door would be opened. There was a period of time when the children in the village were very popular fighting the unicorn fairy. The students in the private school came back pitifully after being bullied. Invincible hands, kicking the little overlord in the south of the village, and punching the general Changsheng in the north of the village, the former little overlords in the village trembled when they saw her.

Life without an opponent is so lonely, and when she got tired of fighting unicorns, she set her sights on the long-standing sport of cockfighting.

Today was a successful start, and the bag of money in her hand was all won by her ability.

"I'm sorry, Takuya." Yae turned to look at the eldest son of Terasawa's family in the village, "I borrowed your rooster today. I have to say, it is really a good chicken."

Terasawa Takuya: Meow cat? ? ?

"Yae," Songyang sighed helplessly.

"I know, I know," Yae waved his hand in surrender, "Just this one time. I won't play anymore."

After a pause, she turned her gaze to Gui who was standing beside Songyang, blinked her eyes and said with a smile, "By the way, is there a new student in our private school today?"

"Please take care of me in the future." Gui's voice was clear and bright, he still wanted to say something, Yae had already held his hand like a kind elder, looking left and right, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"May I ask you a serious question?" she said softly.

I don't know what came to mind, and Yin Shi's expression tightened next to him: "No! Quickly, quickly reject her!"

Mischievous students in private schools generally face two choices:

[-]. Being planted in the ground by Songyang, just like what happened to the three of them that night.This is the option most people will choose.

[-]. Dance a Kagura dance in front of everyone. During the process, you must wear a lady's kimono coat and hold a branch of Yangtong. The end signal is to dance to the eighth level of satisfaction.

Gui was still in the same place, and the students around him turned away, covering their faces with howls, as if recalling the unbearable past.

After clearing his throat, Yae looked very solemn: "Excuse me, what do you think about women's clothing?"

When they returned to the classroom to resume class, everyone's expressions were relieved.

Yae sighed with regret, and she turned to look at the people around her: "Songyang."

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"Your students are so funny."

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