[Gintama] Immortal

After Mukuro left Tenshoin Naraku, the women's tea party in the afternoon changed from three to two.

Sitting opposite the gloomy and thin man across the tea table, Yae bowed his head and sipped a sip of barley tea. After thinking for a while, he decided to cancel the women's afternoon tea party and change it to the Naraku gossip group of Amaterasu.

The Amaterasu-in Naraku gossip group with only two members drank tea silently in a quiet atmosphere.

The crow squatting on Wu's shoulder opened its mouth and let out a strange cry, and tugged at the gray hair beside his ear rather dissatisfied.

Yae raised her head:

"Do they pluck your fur to build a nest?"

The crow pinched and pulled the lock of hair on the side of Lu's ear, and sat firmly, with a calm and calm expression on his face, and he didn't even frown.

"It's okay."

……

No, it doesn't matter who asks you.So the answer is "yes"?

Is it "yes"?Have you ever had the experience of being plucked by crows to build a nest?

Yae caressed the teacup in his hand for a moment.

"Crows are such creatures that they can become lawless if they don't take care of them occasionally."

There was the sound of flapping wings outside the window, and the fluffy old crow fell down like a big cloud of thick ink, stretching its neck and making a hoarse cry.

The crow squatting on Wu's shoulder was obviously young. Hearing the warning cry, it shook its wings and stopped, let go, and flew over in a desperate manner.

The old crow pecked at the back of the young crow's neck. The two crows spread their wings, fluttered and disappeared, and a few crow feathers floated leisurely from the air to the window sill.

The sky outside the window is gray and white, and the four seasons in the mountains are always distinct. Spring and summer are short, while autumn and winter are long.

Hazy retracted his gaze, and said in a low voice:

"It's getting cold."

Yae: "...No, even if it's cold, you can't just let them pluck your hair."

Obscure lifted the tea on the table and took a sip, then remained stubbornly silent.

A wall of silence.

Yae raised his chin: "I said you, why do you always lose weight?"

He lowered his eyes.

Without the hat or canopy that he had when he went out to perform missions, the man dressed as a nihilistic monk sat at the tea table, his pale fingers holding the teacup were bloodless, and the skin not covered by the gauntlet was covered with deep and shallow scars , rough as if fried in a hot oil pan, new skin and old scars intertwined.

Every day she brought people over to start a small stove. After feeding them for several years, this corner of the academy was almost becoming the kitchen of grandma's house.

For this sake, the other party is still thin and unchanged, and the black circle around him is still getting worse, as if he has never closed his eyes and slept well in his entire life.

Yae tapped the table with his fingers: "Let the one who wants to destroy the world destroy the world. I will throw all the mess at you. This is called labor that exploits subordinates."

Hearing this, the person who had been drinking tea in silence raised his eyes, his gray pupils were heavy: "The ants and rats on the ground don't need Mr. Xu's action. It is Yatagari's duty to convey the mission of heaven and punish sinners. If you dare to stop Mr. Xu Obstacles in the way, I will remove."

Seeing that there is a tendency to go on a long story about the wise and powerful Mr. Xu, Yae raised his hand: "Stop, stop. I know you are bluffing, so calm down."

Sighing, she lay down on the table, and for a moment, she muttered softly with her cheek against the table.

"I don't know what's going on with Mukui. The uncle with a long face sounds suspicious no matter what. What if he is bullied in the new environment? Will he hide and cry secretly?"

Obscure face was expressionless: "The killers of Amaterasu Institute Naraku will not cry, nor will they be bullied."

Yae seemed to have never heard of it.

"Will someone give her snacks to cheer her up when she hides and cries secretly? Can she sleep at night in a new environment? Will she wake up from a dream in the middle of the night crying and trying to find me but can't find me... No, face No matter how long the uncle sounds, it sounds suspicious."

As soon as he slapped the table, Yae sat up straight away.

"I'm going to find that Sasaki with a long face."

declarative sentence.

She stared straight at Amaterasu-in Naraku Shisan Daime on the opposite side of the table, put down the rough porcelain teacup, and raised her eyes lightly.

"It's Isaburo Sasaki."

"It doesn't matter if he is Isaburo or he has a long face," Yae said seriously.

"I want to see Mukuro."

"...she is not Muku now." After a moment of silence, Lu suddenly spoke.

He looked at Yae: "She is called Imai Nobuo now."

She was startled.

There was a crisp sound of falling snow outside the window, Yae then looked away.

"...What," she said softly, "isn't that a pretty good name?"

It's much better than Muku, who broke the watch twice in Naraku of Amaterasu.

After a moment of contemplation, Yae relaxed his shoulders, folded his arms again and lay down on the table.

"I take back what I said before. Although Mr. Sasaki has a long face, his naming standard is not bad."

Believer.

She silently said the name several times in her heart, a little happy and a little discouraged.

She couldn't think of such a good name.

The paper door reflected a figure waiting outside with one knee—it was Naraku—Obo stood up from the tea table, and Yae lay on the table staring at the snowy scenery outside the window in a daze.

"...do you think she understands the meaning of the name?"

The soft voice seemed to be talking to himself.

The door of the Japanese room was closed.

……

There was a heavy snowfall in the mountains, which seemed to be covered with a thick layer of white, smoothed very flat.

The mountains are silent, and the towering fir forest stops at the edge. On the vast white open space, a bare tree looks at the sky, and its zigzag and scattered branches look like black flower bones from a distance.

Yae undid her hair belt, raised her hand and tied it to the branch closest to her.

After tying it up, she let go of her hand and took a step back, meeting a crow.

The black crow squatted on a branch of the same color, and Yae blinked and gestured to it. The crow spread its wings and landed on her forearm.

With the weight of a small creature on his arm, Yae touched the crow's hard beak.

"What are you doing here?"

There was a rattling noise from the edge of the forest, and Yae turned around. As if disturbed by something, the crows living among the fir trees spread their wings and branches, covering the sky and covering the ground, and the light and shadow flew by.

The crow on her arm spread its wings and flew to the sky.

The fluttering voice echoed on the silent snow field for a long time, and the flying black feathers flashed across the field of vision. Yae raised her head and waited for the sky to calm down. When she looked back, she saw a black figure standing in the snow.

"Tired of destroying the world, come for a walk?"

Without answering her words, Xu glanced at the things she tied to the branch.

"You're doing unnecessary things again."

"...There is always something to commemorate." Yae raised his hand and touched the branch hanging in front of his eyes. "Although Naraku's life is short, and it's normal that no one collects the body, but at least I got to know each other once, and it's considered a little favor."

Naraku, who was in charge of monitoring her every day, changed a group of people.

She went back to the academy as usual, but she didn't see Mr. Bingding, and there were two strange Naluos waiting for her in the corridor—none of them had a perfect bald head.

Yae looked at the two with a blank expression, and the two looked at her with a blank expression.

After a while, both sides nodded slightly as a greeting.She passed the two of them and went straight back to the room, so the fact was settled like this.

Jun Bing Ding lived a few years longer than Jun Jia Yi.

The young man who first learned not to answer her words also died without a funeral.

"Humans seem to be afraid that no one will miss them after death, don't they?"

Yae took out white cloth strips and tied them to the branches, and tied them up.

"A person came into the world and left the world alone. It's really strange that people feel lonely after such a thing. But idleness is also idleness, so after thinking about it, I decided to commemorate it."

"That's not loneliness, it's just human's unknown fear of death." Xu chuckled lightly, his voice cold.

"Because one person is too weak to survive, human beings like to gather in groups, integrate villages, and establish vassal states. The same is true for facing the fear of the unknown."

"Really?" Yae asked.

"Did this fear of the unknown ever include you?"

The cold smile floating on the surface disappeared, and the darkness in Xu's eyes became deep, like a gnawing abyss, even Naraku would have retreated far away at this time, Yae instead stepped on the snow crunchingly to his side.

"Would you feel lonely if no one remembered you after death?"

"..."

"Do you feel lonely?"

Snowflakes floated from the darkened sky, bits and pieces like soft, soundless feathers.

"Boring question, I'm here to put an end to all 'me's. The bottomless darkness was once again covered by a cold smile, the scarlet eyes moved slightly down, and his eyes fell on her, "Death is the common fate of all living things, and human beings who resist this fate are just meaningless." Just struggling. "

"...Well, you are the most hardcore."

Yae stretched out his hand and caught the first snowflake that fell from the sky.

"Well,"

Clasping her palms together, she handed her closed hands to Xu, proudly like a fool: "Here you are."

"The first snowflake."

"..."

"Oh no, don't turn around and leave!"

The snow gradually became heavier, and the fluttering snowflakes fell in the forest one after another, touched the branches, and brushed the cheeks and noses of people, like a very light kiss, dyeing people's eyebrows into a slight silvery white for a short time.

Streams froze, and moss-covered boulders turned into sugar-dipped snowballs.Yae followed Xu with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and the sky seen through the treetops was gray and soft, full of thick clouds.The fine white snowflakes kept falling from the dim sky, so quiet that one could hear the soft breathing of the world.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yae caught up to Xu.

"The one just now was a thank you gift, why didn't you accept it?"

"Thank you?" Xu Xu raised his eyelids, "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for letting me go."

"Oh? What if I didn't let him go?"

The eight-fold language froze for a while, and then glanced at her, the red eyes behind the mask looked cold.

"Even if I didn't release him at the time, you had already planned."

If pleading is useless, of course you can only come hard.

Even if it is forced to break in, you have to break in to save people.

Xu Xu showed a warm smile: "You really think you can save people."

"...It's not that I think I can save people." After a pause, Yae looked away, "It's just that I have the awareness to do whatever it takes."

"Unscrupulous, such as taking your own life?"

Yae didn't say a word, it was a tacit agreement.

"The person who risked his life to save, but you let go. Since you took back that child's life, why not take her back now." Xu raised the corners of his mouth, his voice softly malicious.

"In this matter, I can help you."

"Come on." Yae sighed, "It seems that you care about me, but your boring bad taste has flared up again, and the temptation will stop here."

There was a few steps between the two.

"This bad character, I really want to ask how you cultivated it."

"Do you miss Songyang at this time?"

Eight heavy steps to the next meal.

The snowflakes were indistinct, touching her cheeks to be cold and cold. She stopped and turned her head. The hazy white continued to fall off, hanging like an intermittent curtain among the trees.

Xu Xu bent his eyes, but his expression was cold.

"It's a pity, you seem to like this "I" who is closest to human beings and is full of weaknesses. "

Yae stretched out his hand slightly, soft and white snowflakes fell and melted when they touched his palm.

"...I like it, what's the matter?"

As if her answer was ridiculous, she gave a slight snort.

"...Even if it is an existence born from an undead monster, you can use "like" to describe it. "

After a pause, Yae raised his head.

"I said you, did you make a mistake from the beginning?"

"For the past 500 years, I have been staying in this dark crow's nest, and my eyes are not blind. Do you think I was moved by the truth, kindness and beauty of "you"?Do not make jokes. "

She opened her eyes.

"For a person like you, you will go down as many floors as there are in hell."

Pausing for a moment, Yae sighed and turned his head slightly.

"But then again, aren't we already here?... At the bottom of this hell."

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, as if the white snowflakes are pouring down in an instant.

The branches and the ground are covered with snowflakes, and only the vast falling white is left in the haze.

"It's not 'Even if it was born from an immortal monster, I can describe it as "like"'. " Yae said softly.

"It's the one I love, an undead "monster" from the beginning. "

——If no one remembers you after death, will you feel lonely?

……

It doesn't matter.

I will remember you.

The fluttering snowflakes captivated the eyes, Yae stepped forward slightly, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Xu lightly against Xu's mask.

The mask touched by her lips was cold and hard, and she saw that the scarlet pupils that were always calm seemed to shrink slightly.

"...The thank you just now was a joke."

Curving the corners of her mouth, she stepped back.

"This is the real thank you."

Undead "monsters" don't love, and that's okay.

Just let me love you.

Even if the world doesn't remember, even if everyone chooses to forget——

Good or bad, all of you, I will remember.

I love every one of you.

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