[Gintama] Immortal

Yae stayed in the teahouse for several days.

She was injured a little during the battle with Fengxian. The enthusiastic proprietress invited the doctor and told her to rest well and move freely after the broken bones in her ankle healed.

Her room is at the hidden end of the second floor of the tea house. The Japanese room is not too big or small. The round window faces the alley, and there is a small TV in the corner.

That was the first time Yae saw a TV.

During the few years she stayed in Amaterasu-in Naraku, it was as if she had been hidden by Yatengu in the strange book, and she lived a life isolated from the world in the deep mountains.

To what extent has the outside world developed and what changes have been brought about by the technology of Heaven and Man? Now that he has seen this small TV with his own eyes, Yae has a definite sense of reality.

Idle is also idle, Yae learned the method of switching TV stations, holding her sunflower seeds and dried plums, lying on the soft cushion in front of the TV, and stopped moving.

Takeshi Bianheta knocked on the door several times to no avail. When he opened the partition, what he saw was the [-]:[-] show on TV.

"Ami—!!"

"Yingtai——!"

The hero and heroine met in front of the security checkpoint at the airport. The heroine, Amei, turned around slowly with her suitcase in her hand, with tears in her eyes.

Yae sniffed, crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the wastebasket, and whispered:

"Come on, Yingtai."

Takeshi Bianheta decided to remind her: "Miss Yae."

"Shh, keep your voice down, this is the best part."

"..."

Wu Shi Bianping paused for a moment: "This place is no longer safe, Mr. Jinzhu asked me to take you to evacuate."

As if he didn't understand what he said, Yae wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes with a tissue: "I can't leave until I'm sure Ami and Yingta are happy."

On the screen, Amei suddenly threw off the suitcase.Yingtai opened her arms, and Amei rushed to his embrace. The two hugged each other tightly, smiling with tears in their faces.

"Ami—!!"

"Yingtai——!"

Takeshi Bianping looked away blankly.

"Naraku is fully investigating the stronghold of the ghost army in Edo. With their speed, it is only a matter of time before they find this tea house."

Yae's action of cracking melon seeds paused for a moment.

"The thirteenth generation of Amaterasu-in Naraku is quite difficult to deal with. That man once showed his prowess in the bloody storm of the Kansei Prison. Ordinary cover-ups can't hide him. Mr. Jinsuke has been confronting the other party in secret for many days. At present, he can only temporarily lure him. Kai Naraku's gaze."

Turning off the TV with a snap, Yae swept off the melon seeds and stood up from the tatami.

"You're right, I can't be caught by them, I can't go back—the days without TV, I can't go back."

Wu Shi Bianping nodded slowly, with a serious look on Fang's face.

"Then," he took out a pen and paper, and handed it to her respectfully and eagerly, "Before you leave, please sign the declaration against the Amendment to the Oedo Juvenile Healthy Raising Regulations."

"..."

Yae took the pen with the same solemn expression, and was about to swipe to sign his name.

"Wu City."

A faint voice resounded outside the door, Takeshi Bianta took back the pen and paper at a speed that Yae couldn't see clearly, stood up straight and straightened his clothes, his dark eyes didn't blink: "Mr. Jinsuke."

Takasugi glanced over, there was no need for him to speak, Takeshi Bianheita retreated consciously.

Yae looked at the uncleaned melon seed shells on the table, then at the entertainment magazines spread out on the ground, and finally decided to pretend to be blind.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Takasugi was dressed in black feathers, holding a bamboo hat in his hand, and there were shallow traces of the buckle of the hat on his chin. He stood by the door of the Japanese room without stepping in. He was dressed in the attire of a hurrying traveler, as if turning around. Will disappear into the shadows of dark alleys.

"... Can I go?"

His eyes fell on her ankles, and there was not much emotion in his deep voice.

Knowing that Takasugi was asking about her injury, Yae made a demonstration and walked in front of him.

"It's no problem." She raised her eyes and smiled, "I thought you wouldn't come."

After questioning her aggressively in the tea room, Takasugi didn't show up for days.

Gao Shan moved his lips, finally narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned sideways towards the corridor: "Since you can walk, don't waste time. If you don't want to be caught by Naluo, just follow closely."

The tea house is a typical wooden building in the old days. The stairs are steep and narrow, and there will be a slight sound when you step on it.

Takasugi went downstairs first, and stood at the top of the stairs watching Yae stepping down the steps step by step.

Before leaving the teahouse, Takasugi handed over the bamboo hat and said concisely:

"Put this on."

The alley outside the tea house is very quiet.There were no pedestrians during this time period. Occasionally, sparrows landed in front of the door that had just been sprinkled with water, chirping and bouncing away and falling back.

Yae raised her head and looked at the sky in the early summer of Edo through the lower edge of her bamboo hat. A few white clouds occasionally slipped into the light blue. It was the first time she saw the sparse and criss-crossed electric wires when she looked up at the sky.

Times are changing.

She didn't know how many things she missed during the six years she stayed in Naraku at Tianzhaoyuan.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yae looked at Takasugi.

...the two of them walking side by side silently wearing bamboo hats, no matter how you look at them, they feel like they are going to do something big, like the ronin swordsmen rushing to the final battle in the heavy snow in the movie.

mystery.calm.Cool and handsome.

Thinking of this, her expression became serious.

Yae asked Takasugi: "Where are we going?"

Not affected by her emotions at the moment, Gao Shan's answer was quite cold: "You will know when you arrive."

... What kind of perfunctory three-year-old answer is this.Yae almost complained, but no, she is a cool, handsome and steady ronin swordsman now, and she is wearing her bamboo hat down, so she can't do anything that violates this painstaking effort.

Yae followed Takasugi to board the canoe parked by the river.

Edo is close to the sea. Although it is not as good as Osaka, which has been prosperous in trade since ancient times, it is still a city of bridges with waterways.

The lively yelling of the boatmen came and went, and the river boats and boats criss-crossed under the long bridge across the Sumida River, and the river was as bustling as a street market.

After leaving the shore, the Pengzhou went down the river.After walking for about a stick of incense, the two of them switched from the waterway back to the land road, and then went down from the land road to the water road. After going back and forth several times, they finally arrived at a temple in the mountains before the sun set.

Yazhong stood on the bluestone steps, looking at the ancient temple wrapped in the twilight, and sighed in his heart.

She finally knew what Takasugi's previous phrase "keep close" meant.

The monk who came to open the door was wearing a mustard-colored cassock, bowed slightly to Takasugi, and quietly led the two into the inner room.

The twilight bell sounded from afar, and the sky was getting later. The little novice in the temple lit the copper lamp under the corridor, and the faint light spread on the floor.

Yae had no luggage, so she opened the partition and leaned against the door to look at the courtyard for a while, and looked at the silent people around her.

"If there is anything you want to tell me, now is your chance." Yae's face was serious.

Gao Shan glanced at her, and after a few days of not seeing her, he returned to the usual unfathomable inscrutability of the governor of the ghost army, his dark green one-eyed eyes were cold, making it hard to see what was going on in his heart.

This is the trouble between acquaintances. When it comes time to say goodbye, the other party already knows a lot of things in their stomachs, and it doesn't make much sense to say them, so both of them are silent.

"...Oh, it's fine if you don't want to seize the opportunity. Let me say it."

Yae scratched his neck.

"You should work and rest on time, don't stay up late at night, smoke less, don't be picky when eating, and don't forget to take care of your body when you are busy destroying the decayed world every day..."

You don’t need to apologize, I didn’t take the matter to heart at all, so don’t take it to heart, just continue to be your aloof governor without any burden—these things don’t need to be said, the two sides understand enough.

After finishing what should be nagging, Yae paused, and his voice softened a little.

"It's not an option for me to hide in this way for a long time."

Since Oboro already knew that she was with Takasugi, he would definitely keep an eye on the ghost soldiers.

Even if Takasugi wanted to protect her, she didn't want Amaterasu-in Naraku to get on with the ghost soldiers.How difficult it is for Naraku to be entangled, few people alive in this world know better than her.

Yae turned his head sideways, and smiled at Takasugi: "When the recent limelight passes, can I ask you to forge a new identity for me?"

As if he had expected her to say that, Gao Shan let out a smirk, with a cool look on his face, and a mocking arc on his lips:

"In the future, if someone is in trouble alone, don't come to me crying."

This means promised.

"Okay," Yae smiled softly, "If you encounter trouble, I will be the first to find you."

She was silent:

"...Thank you, Jinsuke."

In the shadow of the corridor eaves, Takasugi's stern face seemed to soften a little.

Bells and drums sounded from the sky, and Yae stood by the door of the Japanese room, watching him go.

The figure in the arabesque-patterned feather weave hides in the dark twilight, like a stranger who stays in the world for a short time, walking alone, and disappears in the depths of the ancient sky in the blink of an eye.

July.

The weather in Edo is obviously hotter, and the noise of cicadas is endless, and it is the season when ice cream and cold drinks are on the sales list of convenience stores.

The daylight is dazzling, the bustling street is full of people, office workers with briefcases step into the bento shop across the street, the doorbell rings, and the clerk behind the counter shows a professional smile:

"welcome."

The store is located near the center of Edo. Osaki Bento House sells three kinds of bento every day, and the menu changes once a week. Because the dishes are nutritious and delicious, and the price is affordable, they are very popular among office workers nearby.

Noon is the busiest time in the store, and after two o'clock in the afternoon, there are fewer customers.

The air-conditioning was blowing slowly, and Mr. Osaki, who was nearly fifty years old, lifted the curtain and walked out of the kitchen.

"...Another order?" He looked at the figure behind the counter packing takeaway boxes.

"The customer whose name is Saigo has ordered eight bentos."

As the young clerk said, he put the takeaway boxes into the bag one by one, and tied them in a neat knot with his fingers.

"Is it all right, Maho, is it a bit heavy?" Mrs. Osaki also came out of the kitchen, with a round face and friendly eyebrows, she asked softly:

"Where are you going to send these lunch boxes? Will it be far away?"

"Don't worry." The new young clerk - Yae glanced at the order.

"It's in Kabukicho, it's not far away, just walk there."

She straightened her body, straightened the staff uniform of Osaki Bento House, pinned the name tag with "Sakuraniwa Maho" on it, put on her hat, and said goodbye to the Osaki couple solemnly: "Then, I'm leaving."

Stepping out of the automatic door, the heat wave of July is rolling in.

Holding the bento box, Yae, like a brave man embarking on a journey to defeat the Demon King, stepped forward into the blazing white world——

The brave man dressed as a delivery man was quickly defeated by the hot weather.

...going to melt.

Looking at the map along the way, Yae came to the location of the red circle mark, raised the brim of her hat to look at the signboard, and then looked at the house number. After confirming that the address was correct, she snapped the map away and wiped it. With sweat on his cheeks, he walked in with his head held high.

The light in the store is dim and ambiguous, giving the guests sufficient privacy. On the stage set up in the center of the store, there are people performing. Fan dance.

The stage lights were switched off, illuminating the painted faces of the two.

The "beauty" with black hair and red lips raised her wrist, and slapped her companion's waist with a fan.

"Twist your waist faster!"

"It's so noisy." The guy in the pink kimono didn't bother to choke his voice, revealing his male identity as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Why should I be arrested as a temporary worker! Yamei asked for leave, what's the matter with Ah Yin, please let the innocent Ah Yin go?"

Gui lowered his voice: "As long as you twist your waist fast enough, your dignity as a man will not be able to catch up with you."

"...You have given up your dignity as a man!" Gintoki violently complained.

As soon as the sound of the shamisen changed, the two turned around with their fans up, switched positions and continued to twist their waists.

"It's not a man's dignity, it's Guizi."

"...Please don't talk to Ah Yin for the time being, I don't want to talk to you now..."

Suddenly there was a clatter from the audience.

Yin Shi and Gui Xun, who were twisting their bodies on the stage, looked over at him.

The bento in Yae's hand fell to the ground.

The author has something to say:

Yae's vest will fall off quickly, please rest assured [x]

Her current name is Sakuraniwa Maho【Trouble】

I kind of miss the emptiness of waiting outside the field

It is a serious problem that it cannot be compatible with joy3 in daily life

Xu: With me without them, with them without me.Indifference.jpg