[Gintama] Immortal

Taoyuan Township of Eternal Night ushered in the long-lost daylight.

The darkness was cut into pieces, the shadows melted like snow, the sky was exposed, and the bright light poured down from it. Yae stood on the edge of the eaves, raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"...One day, you will understand, Kamui."

Ye Wang Fengxian fell on the broken tiles of the roof, his cracked face was shrouded in death, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

"Looking back on this life, there was nothing on our path."

The people around were silent, and the silver-haired blood-stained warrior raised his eyes together with her, looking at the cloudless sky.

"Even if there is something you want, you can't reach out to hug it, so you can only embed it in your sharp claws. The more you want it, the deeper you embed it, but the more you reach out, the more you crave it, but it will only push it farther away from you. "

The orange-haired young man's expression remained unchanged, his brows and eyes were crooked and smiling, as if he was condescending and also sympathetic as he listened to Feng Xian's last words.

"There is no such thing as love in people like us."

The hoarse laughter gradually weakened, and Yae turned her gaze back. A woman in a gorgeous vermilion kimono was sitting beside Fengxian with her knees as a pillow.

Eyelids drooped, her expression was gentle and serene, when she smiled, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and the moist tears fell like transparent beads on her old face.

The unreconciled questioning and growling disappeared.Big bundles of sunlight poured down, which was unbelievably warm.

Fengxian half-closed her left eye, as if in a trance.He moved his chapped lips and spit out a voice slowly:

"Sun wheel."

Those were the last words of the Night King.

……

It was raining in Edo.

The midsummer shower dispelled the accumulated heat, and the sound of pattering rain filled the air. Kabukicho was shrouded in a sea of ​​water, hazy and less noisy than usual.

Yachong turned off the fire, and the glutinous white porridge and rice grains were crystal clear. She sprinkled finely chopped ginger, thought about it before serving it on the wooden plate, and added some soy sauce.

The living room was quiet, with the sound of rustling rain beating against the window.

The walls are painted in warm colours, a "sugar" plaque hangs above the desk, and thick wood drawers lean against the corner.Ordinary space, ordinary furniture, showing traces of owner's looseness and warmth of life.

There was a big fuss in Yoshiwara before, and the boss of Wanshiwu is recuperating recently.The remaining two underage employees patted their chests and promised to work hard. Whether it was Dingchun's dog food or this month's rent, they were all in charge. They ran out excitedly after receiving a commission this morning.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yae opened the partition door of the Japanese room, and the person who was supposed to be recuperating on the bed almost jumped up, stuffing something under the pillow at a speed as fast as a phantom.

"..." She smiled kindly: "Don't you want to take a nap?"

With a light cough, Yin Shi supported his head with one hand, and pressed his elbow on the thing under the pillow with one hand, "Shouldn't you knock on the door before you come in?"

Yae blinked: "If you knock on the door, you will have time to react."

"... Ah Yin is already an adult! This is an adult's room, do you understand? You should knock on the door before entering an adult male's room, please."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I was wrong for not knocking on the door to scare you." Yae sighed, and sat down with porridge. "Silver Sauce is an adult now."

"Who is Silver Sauce!...Ah no, Silver Sauce is me... No, who told you to call me Silver Sauce! It's already said that Ah Yin is an adult!"

"Didn't you call yourself "Silver Sauce" and "Silver Sauce" all the time when you were a child, I thought you liked this way of addressing yourself very much. "

Yin Shi: "..."

Yae: "I don't like it now?" "Go away, Yin-chan doesn't want to be held high", and there will be no such sentences in the future? "

"..." After a moment of silence, Yin Shi tremblingly raised his hand and covered his face: "Stop talking, this is my once-in-a-lifetime request."

Yae's voice was a little regretful: "Okay, so, what are you hiding under the pillow?"

Yinshi resignedly pulled out the magazine under the pillow and spread it out in front of her.

It's just a copy of "Dragon G Ball".

Yae took it over and flipped through a few pages: "Are you still practicing Kamehae Qigong in front of the mirror?"

"Stop talking. Please."

Yae closed the manga and returned it to Gintoki.

Yinshi raised his eyelids, and his tone was a little uncertain: "Is that how you give it back to me?"

"Otherwise?" Yazhong said, "Do I want to confiscate it?"

"...Didn't you use to be in charge of surprise inspections and confiscated comics?"

"It used to be the past, you are all adults now, how could I still care about you secretly reading comics during your lunch break."

"Then why did you come in without knocking on the door?"

Yae paused: "Want to know?"

Yin Shi looked at her with drooping dead fish eyes.

After deliberating for a moment, Yae told the truth:

"Because it's fun. It's the most fun to tease you."

Gintoki lay back expressionlessly, pulled up the quilt, stared at the ceiling and said nothing.

Yae held back his laughter, touched the porcelain bowl of porridge with his fingers, and persuaded him in a friendly voice: "Aren't you hungry? I made some porridge."

"Not hungry." Yin Shi's voice was flat, like a flattened dead fish.His eyes drifted to this side for a while, and then quickly drifted back: "Anyway, it must be dead salty."

"..." She did add an extra spoonful of soy sauce.

Yae cleared her throat, and was about to emphasize the fact that her cooking had improved without any guilt, when Gintoki suddenly turned his head slightly, as if he had just thought of something, and asked her casually: "Your wrist injury has healed. gone?"

Xia Yu pattered against the window, and the wind chimes under the eaves spun half a circle, jingling softly.

"It's not a serious problem anymore." Yae smiled with downcast eyes, "It's completely fine to cook porridge, but it may be a little inconvenient to work, so I'll rest these days."

These days, her wrists are wrapped with bandages, and she tries to avoid using her right hand when she is active. For some reason, she suddenly thought of Xu.

If it was a physique like Xu's, the broken bones would probably be healed as new on the spot.Even if he was burned to ashes, he could reshape his body from the ashes, and the white bones could be covered with texture and flesh in an instant.

Thinking about that person in this way, my mood became slightly strange.

This slow process of waiting for the body to heal may not have been experienced by that person.

If she told that person, "The bone in my wrist is broken, and I can't use it as usual these days", she simulated the virtual reaction in her mind, thinking that he would probably directly ask her to change her body, or use it a little more environmentally friendly. Point the undead blood and go in to directly transform the physique.

Anyway, it's simple and rude.

Yae sighed as he thought about it.

It was such an insignificant little thing, she had been taking it to heart these days, and she would take it out to dry if she had nothing to do, as if she still enjoyed it a little bit.

Few normal people would be interested in such a boring topic as "the healing process and wonderful feelings of human broken bones".

But she just wanted to share.Feel free to post for no reason.Even if the other party won't give her a like and repost, it's okay to have a read?

Yae summed up her feelings for the past few days, and she summed it up as follows: She especially misses @xu recently.

"...It's too strange for the wounded to take care of the wounded." Yinshi looked away, looked at the hazy mist and rain outside the window, and said in a loose voice, "I'm not like someone who suffers from a brain disorder that can't be cured for life. disease."

After regaining his senses, Yae seriously thought for a moment: "Do you want Kotaro to take care of you?"

"...No, how on earth did you understand what I just said." Yinshi turned his head, speechless.

"Anyway," Yae bent the corner of his mouth, "I only suffered a little injury, and it's all because Yinshi has been protecting me in the battle, isn't it. What's wrong with letting me take care of you?"

Yinshi: "...I'm going to take a nap."

Yae showed a kind expression: "It's still the same as before, I can't help boasting, Gintoki."

"..." Before Yintoki exploded, Yae stood up with a chuckle.

"Okay, since you're going to take a nap, I won't bother you anymore."

The rain in summer is becoming more and more intense, and the wet raindrops hit the window edge one after another, splashing a crisp sound.The world surrounded by the rain curtain is only the noise of the rain, and it becomes more and more quiet.

The fine rain was blown by the slanting wind, and the mist filled the air.She walked to the window and closed the window a little: "Heal well, I'll come back tomorrow."

"……and many more."

With her hands on the window, Yae turned sideways.

Gintoki sat up at some point.He grabbed his messy curly hair, looking very helpless, not knowing whether he could do nothing with her or himself.

"The porridge is too salty, please cook it again."

Wanshiwu is located on the second floor of Dengshi Izakaya. The entrance porch and the living room are connected by a corridor. The left side of the corridor leads to the kitchen. There is a duty list hanging on the refrigerator in the kitchen. If you look carefully, it’s silver hour to cook today. .

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the lights in the kitchen were turned on.

Wash the rice, boil the bonito juice with the soup base, beat the eggs and prepare them. The silver-haired figure seems to be slack in his movements, but he looks decent when cooking, and he looks extremely reliable.

Before, she just watched from a distance, and Yae couldn't observe too carefully when talking to a stranger. She felt that Gintoki had grown a lot taller, and now it seems that it is indeed the case.

"Silver time." Yazhong suddenly called out to him.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Gintoki turned his head, his curly hair was messy as if he hadn't woken up, he was wearing the black singlet with red border, without the cloud-patterned kimono robe, standing barefoot on the kitchen floor The appearance looks very casual.

"Have you grown taller?" She raised her head slightly.

Yin Shi: "...can I become shorter without growing taller?"

Yae compared casually: "It's even harder to rub your head now."

Thinking of her, she used to be very beautiful, occupying the second highest seat in the whole private school all the year round, except for Songyang, all the little heads were free for her to touch.

Yin Shi showed a vigilant look: "What do you want?"

Yae withdrew her hand, her disappointment was beyond words: "It's nothing."

"...Even if you show that expression, it's useless. If you can't do it, you can't do it."

"Ok."

"...I said no."

"I know."

"..."

"..."

"...Okay, I get it. Ah Yin knows it, isn't it okay? Put that expression away."

Yin Shi clicked his tongue, and said in a troublesome way: "Just once. Only for today."

When he lowered his head slightly, he looked like a big cat that was reluctant to be petted.

The heart suddenly softened without warning.

She just wanted to make a joke, but Yae tentatively stretched out her hand, as if the child standing in front of her was still the same child, and touched Yinshi's curly hair very lightly.

——Didn't you like to call yourself "Silver Sauce" and "Silver Sauce" all day long when you were young?

The ghoul in the mass grave was picked up by Songyang, and on that day, he got a name and became Sakata Gintoki.

She suddenly wanted to touch the child's little head.

Just like when Songyang was still there, Yinshi was not as tall as Songyang's shoulder height, and he laughed and messed up his already disheveled curly hair as before.

She actually wanted to ask him: Isn't it painful?

Wouldn't he feel pain when he saw her, when he saw the vacancy around her?

These words came to his mouth and were silently swallowed, Yae just smiled and stroked Gintoki's hair.

When the night king fought against the night king, the moment the opponent guarded her behind her, she realized clearly like never before:

...really, growing up.

The author has something to say:

——A small theater about [Xuxu has never left Yae with the other him for more than 500 years, but every day he secretly rubs his hands and thinks about escaping]——

Xu: What are you running for?

Yae: I don't trust Songyang's students.

Xu: Hey, do you like those humans that much?Are they [more] important than that [me]?

Yae: I like it.important.

Xu: ...

Yae: ...

Xu: Then go find them, run away if you can.

Yae: ...Okay, see you later.

Xu: No.not allowed.Come right back now.