[Gintama] Immortal

In the middle of the night, the advanced wards of the hospital were brightly lit.

There was a commotion in the corridor patrolled by security personnel. Isaburo Sasaki, who was being treated, raised his eyelids, and the door of the ward slid open the next moment.

"good evening."

Yae picked up the plastic bag and smiled as a professional delivery man: "The bento you ordered has arrived, please check it."

Isaburo Sasaki showed no expression.

"Extremely sorry!" Seeing the returning team member rushing in disheartened, "It's my negligence for not being able to stop her!"

Yae stood on the spot with the same expression, Sasaki looked at her for a while, and said slowly before the soldiers started, "Wait a minute."

"...Director?!"

"You all go down first."

After a while, the door was closed again, and the ward fell silent.

"Is this the judgment of the elite?" Yae tilted his head slightly.

Sasaki leaned back, his blood-losing face was pale, and his expression was the same as before, still a little lazy and indifferent, as if he was not the one who was assassinated in Edo Castle during the day.

He asked slowly, "Miss Sakuraba from Osaki Bento House, what's your business doing here at this time?"

Yae put the plastic bag on the bedside table: "Naraku's poison is very tricky."

The running lights of the medical equipment kept flickering, and the dark red blood flowed out of the tube pierced into his left arm, indicating that the green signal indicating that the toxin had been completely cleared had never been lit.

The man's sight became sharp like a knife in an instant, but the sudden sharpness seemed to be an illusion, and was quickly retracted gracefully into the sheath.

"You want to make a deal with the elite?" he asked without asking her sources.

"You flatter ordinary people like me too much."

The cool full moon in the night sky was reflected outside the glass window, and Yae bent the corner of his mouth: "Instead of talking about a deal, how about we owe each other favors?"

"I told you the medicinal materials needed to make the antidote, and you..." Her voice paused, "Just bring me into Edo Castle together."

After a short moment of silence, Sasaki lowered his eyelids and said, "Miss Sakuraba seems to be very sure that I will go to this muddy water."

"Really." Yae tapped his finger on the window sill unconsciously, "Your Excellency the monster who was assassinated for three days was sent to the hospital so easily, or did he make such a mistake during the execution of the mission? The disbandment of the group is too unlike your style."

Sasaki observed her small movements: "Miss Sakuraba, is she in a hurry? The traitor charged with treason will be executed tomorrow morning."

"..." Yae turned his head and said with a smile, "After a hard day's work, no one would be happy when they hear the news that a few idiots have sent themselves to Edo Castle right after get off work."

The screen of the flip phone suddenly lit up, and Sasaki glanced at the new mail.

"……I see."

When the brain was thinking rapidly, he remained calm on the surface, and he seemed to have made a decision in an instant.

Sasaki raised his eyelids, and said unhurriedly, "I just received the email with the same entrustment, only this time, I accept this favor."

"Thank you." Yae relaxed his shoulders slightly, "You just need to take me with you. After entering Edo Castle, we will act separately."

Sasaki stopped typing quickly: "With all due respect, it doesn't seem wise to choose to act alone under such circumstances."

"...Sometimes choices have nothing to do with being wise." Yae looked away and looked out the window.

She slowed down: "I have to go it alone, that's all."

...will you come?

"Why?" Sasaki looked at her through the one-sided gold-rimmed lens, with an unfathomable expression on his face.

The huge full moon is embedded in the night sky, lonely and far away, like a kingdom that survived from ancient times.

The cold glass window seemed to reflect a similar temperature, Yae put his finger on it lightly, saw his reflection, curled the corners of his mouth, and replied softly:

"Because someone might come."

There was a secret voice in her heart that kept telling her.

will come.

……

Edo Castle, Castle Tower.

Blood was splashed on the gilt-carved lattice patio, and the remains of crows were mixed with the white uniforms.The sound of swords clashing could be heard endlessly, and the luxurious hall became a place for fighting and fighting, and was smeared beyond recognition with killing intent.

Under the order of the current general, Tokugawa Momo, the Jianhui group and the Shinsen group temporarily joined forces and arrived in time when the Wanshiwu was in crisis, turning the situation around in one fell swoop.

Naraku, whose face was covered by a bamboo hat, jumped up all at once, and attacked him with a staff sword. Sasaki Isaburo raised his gun and shot one of them, and swung his sword sideways to split Naraku's chest on the left. The snow-white collar was splashed with plum red blood flower.

Standing up, he raised his eyelids and glanced upstairs, Yae Haori's clothes hurriedly passed through the corner of his sight.

"Chief!"

Seeing that the cleaning work in the atrium was almost done, Sasaki was about to wipe the blood on the tip of the knife, when the Jianhui team behind him screamed:

"The enemy has reinforcements!"

Raising his head, the long corridor above the steps was filled with black Naraku people at some point, the metal Zen staff touched the ground, and the cold killing intent seemed to be real.

……reinforce?

Something is wrong.

Suddenly changing from the one that was being killed to the one that was being hunted down, Sasaki frowned, turned the blade, and pointed forward.

"See back to the group to listen to the order," he lowered his voice, "all members follow me to attack."

……

The voice—it came up.

Yae was running along the walkway of the castle tower.The golden lacquer partition is painted with old pine and goshawk, peonies and peonies in full bloom, like a maze with no exit, which has trapped many people for more than 200 years.

At first, there was only the sound of fighting in the atrium, but gradually the bloody smell rushed upstairs.

There were screams, screams, and the buzzing metal vibration of the Zen staff. The entire castle tower seemed to be burning in an invisible karmic fire, making a sound of collapse that no one could hear.

Naraku's figure suddenly rushed out of the corner, Yae quickly drew his sword, knocked down the enemy a few times, and continued to run in one direction without stopping.

...is this direction?

She knew that person was here now.

Maybe it was intuition, maybe it was just speculation, but she just knew for no reason that no matter how she ran, she would end up in the same place.

Even if it wasn't to prevent Xu and Yinshi from meeting, she would definitely go to see him.

The partition door painted with pines suddenly flew out, and saw the returning team members clutching their bleeding wounds and falling to the aisle, Naluo who followed followed him like a crow pouncing on food and stabbed him with a knife!

With a sound of "click", the silver light pierced the air, Yae cut off the metal Zen staff, turned around and knocked that Naluo away.

The surrounding Naraku struck again, and Yae raised his head to avoid the sweeping stick and knife, and the bitter wind blew the hair around his ears.Taking a few steps back and standing still, she was about to strike back with a knife——

"Where are you looking?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in her ears, someone held her wrist from behind, controlled the knife in her hand, and suddenly turned around and swung it!

Cardiac arrest, Yae's pupils shrank.

"Get out of the way!"

late.The team member who came back to the team kept a stunned expression, but when she suddenly turned around and slashed her shoulder, hot blood spurted out crazily immediately.

"Kasahara!"

The Jianhui team members on the scene shouted in horror and anxiety, but Naluo, who was holding a Zen staff, stopped instead, retreating from a cold-blooded killer to a respectful and obedient pawn.

"Oh?" Xu Xu glanced at the team member who fell under the splash of blood, "He avoided the vital point."

Even if he grabbed his wrist, Yae tried his best to move the blade away at the last moment.

A little disappointment.

Yae looked up at him incredulously: "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" Xu repeated her question playfully, "Do you still have time to care about others?"

As he spoke, he raised his eyelids casually, and the team members around him held up their knives, but they seemed to be frozen in place by invisible fear, and the tip of the knives trembled and stopped.

The man wearing the Yata mask just stood there, they couldn't move.

"...you let go first."

Yae struggled a few times, Xu easily held her wrist from behind, as if her strength was nothing to him, like a child's play house.

Aware of the gap in strength between the two, Yae was silent for a moment, and immediately let go of her fingers.

With a clang, the silver blade fell on the wooden floor of the corridor.She threw away her knife.

"An extremely wrong choice." She whispered, her warm breath falling on her hair, "You were at a disadvantage when you had a knife, but now you throw away the weapon, and you just put yourself in a position to be slaughtered That's all."

Hearing this, Yae raised his eyelids: "You're never finished."

He squinted his eyes, and there seemed to be a layer of cold displeasure in the depths of his scarlet pupils.

"Is that why you don't want to hurt these people?"

She took a deep breath, but still couldn't help sighing: "They are all irrelevant people."

He was noncommittal, did not get his instructions, and the surrounding Nai Luo stood there motionless.

After a pause, Yae's voice softened: "Let's talk."

"...What are you talking about?" Xu's tone became cold, "Songyang's disciple?"

Noticing that her figure was stiff, Xu's voice was low and cold: "Treason is a terrible crime."

"...you promised." Yae suddenly raised his head.

She turned around, looked at him fixedly, and said softly: "You promised me that I would not do anything to Songyang students at this stage."

"So what." Xu looked at her indifferently, "Even if I don't take action, the Heavenly Daoists will not tolerate others shaking their puppet regime."

Yazhong heard what he meant, and was startled suddenly: "...the Heavenly Daoists have come?"

She turned around and didn't take a few steps before she was dragged back and held in her arms by Xu Xu.

Thinking that something will happen to Yinshi, Yae is really anxious.

"Let go of me first!"

But no matter how much she struggled, Xu didn't let go, the arms around her waist were like iron hoops, no matter how she tried to break them, they would not move.

To no avail, she tightly grasped the sleeve of the black kimono, and said in a low voice:

"Void."

There was silence for a while, and the expression in the scarlet pupils was difficult to discern.

"Is it that important—a disciple of Songyang?"

Yae let go of her hand slightly, and was about to say something, when the force that imprisoned her suddenly loosened, and before she could react to what she was about to do, the side of her neck hurt, and her consciousness was suddenly cut off.

Xu stood up holding the unconscious Yae, she finally stopped trying to escape, and her drooping head rested softly on his shoulder.

Nai Luo, who was standing still with a knife, stepped out of the way one after another, and the team members who saw the returning team looked at the black figure leaving in surprise.

Under the fearful gaze of the soldiers, Xu stopped at the end of the corridor and glanced sideways.

That glance seemed to be the final sentence. Some people couldn't help but close their eyes, not daring to look directly at the moment of their own death.

After the slight rustling sound, there was no instant of severe pain, and no flesh and blood was cut open.

The soldier opened his eyes cautiously, and found that only his companions in the same uniform were standing around, and the figure of the crow had disappeared.

Leaning against the wall behind him, he slid slowly to the floor.

— was let go.

……

The dim candlelight swayed on the ancient walls, floating in the deep sea-like night.

Dim light outlines familiar alcoves, where scrolls of the Jodo Shinzong sect hang, mottled Buddhist paintings growing twisted vines in the shadows.

She looked at the dark wooden patio in a trance, vaguely feeling that there was something wrong with this familiar scene, turned her head slightly, and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

"……woke up?"

The wall behind her vibrated slightly, Yae was stunned for a moment, and finally realized that she was not leaning against any wall.

Everything in the field of vision became clear, including the darkness, and the outline of the Japanese room in the candlelight.

This is the place where she has stayed for 500 years, and every inch is familiar to her bones.

Amaterasu Temple Naraku.

Yae tried to move her fingers, but the feeling of numbness had not completely dissipated, it settled in the nerves all over her body, she could only snuggle into Xu's arms, leaning weakly on his shoulder.

Yae took a slow breath.

"Want to escape?" Xu hugged her and lowered his head, his voice was cold and gentle, like the mist of the lake in winter.

The alarm in her mind was sounding crazily, and everything pointed to the other party who seemed to have become a little abnormal in the past few years, but she couldn't tell what had changed for a while.

Yae closed her eyes and tried to adjust her breathing.

"No, I'm not going to run away."

She wants to talk to him.

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Act Four