[Comprehensive] Misfortune

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Sakurai Yuko was not surprised when she saw the red sand scorpion on the bow, and went straight to meet her.

The red sand scorpion jumped off the fence, and his eyes fell on the right side of Sakurai Yuko's neck. He stretched out his hand, which was covered with a layer of pale green chakra. Countless people stared angrily.

The red sand scorpion, the medical ninjutsu, has not been used for a long time. Before turning himself into a puppet, he practiced it for a while. It is not casual to say that medicine and poison are not separated, although he does not know how to make poison for himself. As an antidote, but simple wound treatment is still out of the question.

The purpose of saying so much is to explain that the Scarlet Sand Scorpion intentionally did not fully heal the slightly hideous wound.

Sakurai Yuko didn't care whether the wound was healed by [-]% or [-]%, as she couldn't die anyway.

Shinsuke Takasugi, who also didn't sleep all night, felt that he had come out early enough, maybe that lazy woman Yuko Sakurai was still lying on the bed at this time, who knew that she saw such a scene.

Yuko Sakurai was wearing pure black furisodes, she lowered her head slightly and raised her sleeves to look at the embroiderer. From time to time, she turned her head and smiled at the young man who was standing very close to her. The young man looked expressionless and seemed indifferent. Ruthless, but his eyes fell on Sakurai Yuko from beginning to end.

Takasugi Shinsuke subconsciously touched the handle of the knife on his waist.

This was a completely subconscious action, but the moment his fingers touched the handle of the knife, the red-haired boy suddenly raised his eyes, and a sharp cold light flashed in Liulihong's eyes.

This is a powerhouse.

Takasugi Shinsuke's eyes darkened, and he saw the young man raised his chin towards Sakurai Yuko, Sakurai Yuko turned around and raised the corner of his mouth at him.

Takasugi Shinsuke had never seen anyone around Sakurai Yuko who could get along in this way.

This...casual, natural and familiar way...

Shinsuke Takasugi shifted his gaze to the distant mountains and rivers, concealed the anger in his eyes, and made a look like "It's not unusual for me to find a stranger on the boat in the middle of the lake early in the morning".

Yuko Sakurai is explaining the identity of Shinsuke Takasugi to the scorpion of red sand.

To be precise, she answered the red sand scorpion's question while talking about the fashionable pattern on this dress.

"Your teacher is really an amazing person, and the students he teaches are not ordinary people."

"Yoshida Shoyang? Mr. Xie will definitely like him very much. I will introduce you to him another day."

The Red Sand Scorpion was speechless for two seconds, "Hasn't he been dead for ten years?"

Do you want to send me to Huangquan Township to introduce us?

Sakurai Yuko shrugged, and lowered her volume by half a point, as if she was worried that the concave-shaped man standing not far away would hear her.

"He is dead, and the other one is still alive. This matter is a bit complicated to talk about. Anyway, I have never seen this type of existence in our world. I will ask someone to explain it to you."

"Say it now, don't always have the time, I hate waiting."

Sakurai Yuko pouted, and said unwillingly: "He is immortal. Doesn't Mr. Scorpion like eternity? He will hate you very much because he is tired of living."

"Immortal?"

"That's right, it's not a human being. In this regard, it's the same as Mr. Scorpion."

Chiyo, Not Human, Scorpion: "Where is he now?"

"In the universe, come back soon."

The Red Sand Scorpion was silent for two seconds. In this short two seconds, he quickly browsed through all the events related to Sakurai Yuko, and then asked a question.

"What the hell are you doing? Deceiving your man, deceiving your fellow disciples, killing your master, framing the Night King... What is your real purpose?"

Sakurai Yuko paused, but did not answer.

The Red Sand Scorpion waited for a while, and then said: "I see that you are talking nonsense when people talk about people. Most people lie, and they always have a purpose, but your purpose is hidden in the chaos of thousands of threads. I can't see clearly. Do you still want to start a war in the world like in our world?"

The Red Sand Scorpion naturally used Sakurai Yuko's words - our world.

Sakurai Yuko's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she slowly raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with incomparable arrogance.

Putting it on others is arrogance, but putting it on Sakurai Yuko is imposing and brilliant.

The Scarlet Sand Scorpion was suffocated, and the indifferent woman said slowly in a casual and mean tone: "Why must there be a purpose?"

"Something happened. I have many ways to deal with it. If I choose one at random, others will ask me why I choose this way."

"But why must I have a reason?"

"Because I wanted to do it, I did it."

"Isn't that a reason?"

"No, you don't want to know my reason, you want to get a reason from me that you can understand. Don't you?"

tsk...

After that day, I was covered in thorns...

There is no limit to willfulness.

"Just asking casually, your business has nothing to do with me."

"Yes, yes, my matter has nothing to do with Mr. Xie." Sakurai Yuko agreed with a smile in her eyes.

The Red Sand Scorpion's voice sank, "Don't laugh, Ugly... when will I go back? I still need to find that natural scroll regarding my identity."

"Ah, yes..." Yuko Sakurai pondered for a moment, then turned around and waved to Shinsuke Takasugi, who had been sculpting, "Mr. Takasugi, come here."

The Red Sand Scorpion was puzzled, "What did you ask him to do?"

"They used to get together all day long, and Mr. Takasugi probably knows what Gintoki knows."

Shinsuke Takasugi walked slowly, but took big strides, and just heard the ending sound, his face darkened again.

"Mr. Takasugi, look at Mr. Scorpion, the Scorpion of Red Sand, do you know him? Have you heard of it?"

Shinsuke Takasugi: ...Why do I need to know such a brat? !

The red sand scorpion was expressionless, as if he didn't care about Takasugi Shinsuke's harsh eyes.If he hadn't been distracted by other things, he might have remembered that he also picked on Shinsuke Takasugi with such eyes last night.

The red sand scorpion paid attention to the gauze on the side of Shinsuke Takasugi's neck.

"I don't know. I... and Yinshi was still a suckling brat when he went to the battlefield. Hey, are you an adult?"

Chiyo · Are you an adult? Scorpion: ...

Sakurai Yuko let out a "puchi" laugh, and put her slender fingers on the shoulder of the red sand scorpion, "Mr. Scorpion is already 35 years old. If you want to count when you are famous... um... what is Mr. Scorpion?" When was it famous? I haven’t heard of it.”

"Okay, since this man doesn't know, go back and ask someone who knows, don't waste time."

The red sand scorpion said that he was impatient to tolerate Sakurai Yuko all the time, and he did have enough capital not to put himself on the same level as Takasugi Shinsuke.

First of all, they are not from the same world at all, and their power systems are all different, so there is no comparison.Secondly, at the age of 15, he transformed himself into a human puppet, killed the third Kazekage, and at the same time drove a puppet ten times larger than Chiyo's mother-in-law...

Hmm, there's no comparison at all.

Yuko Sakurai grabbed the red sand scorpion's clothes, and said obediently: "Okay, okay, let's go."

Sakurai Yuko opened her arms to hug her.

Takasugi Shinsuke's eyelids twitched, "Hey, this is the middle of the lake, what are you doing..."

"Humph……"

The red sand scorpion sneered, and showed the samurai the ninja's lightness skill with an extremely leisurely posture.In order to let the young man who was blind in one eye see clearly, he also slowed down the speed intimately, making Sakurai Yuko sigh that he finally knew that he was not in a hurry.

Shinsuke Takasugi, who neither knew ninjutsu nor ninjutsu, walked on the water while holding him. He could only watch as Sakurai Yuko was taken away by the old man of unknown origin. He was so angry that he couldn't breathe for a long time, and his face was covered famous.

Staring at the ripples spreading round and round on the lake made his eyes hurt, so Takasugi Shinsuke reluctantly turned around and went back to the cabin. Before he could sit down, his subordinates came to report that Kawagami Wanqi suddenly fell ill and couldn’t get up. bed.

Seeing Sakurai Tamako this time, Takasugi Shinsuke only brought a few people with him. Hearing that Kawagami Wanqi was sick, he was still a bit confused and worried, so he had to put Sakurai Tamako behind him first, and went to visit himself companion.

Then Takasugi Shinsuke was really surprised.

The last time he saw Heshang Wanqi was in the afternoon, but it was not the afternoon ten years ago, it was yesterday afternoon. Now that a day has passed, Heshang Wanqi has changed, and he looks more than ten years older.

"what happened to you?"

Sitting by the bed for a long time, Takasugi Shinsuke could only say this sentence dryly. He was never good at expressing his kindness, and it sounded a little blunt, as if he was questioning.

Wanqi Heshang was sweating profusely. Even at this time, he was still wearing sunglasses and earphones. Only his pale and trembling lips revealed his true emotions.

"sorry."

Gao Shanjinzhu was startled, and touched a cloud of fog in a trance, as if the truth could be revealed with a light wave of his hand.

Shinsuke Takasugi waited for Wanqi Kawagami's next words.

Kawagami Wanqi's face was ashen, his pupils behind the sunglasses narrowed to the extreme, like needle points, trembling constantly, the song of Teramondori was playing in the earphones, the volume was so loud that even Shinsuke Takasugi could vaguely hear the intermittent silence.

"I heard..." Wanqi Heshang swallowed, as if he was talking, or maybe he was afraid.

Shinsuke Takasugi was very calm, "What did you hear?"

Wanqi on the river closed his eyes weakly, his vision was deprived, and his hearing became more acute.

"Hopeless."

"Hopeless?"

"It's more terrifying than despair, more miserable than death... nothingness, nothingness."

"Have you seen her?"

"No."

"Did you just listen to her song?"

"That's not a song."

"..."

"She's crying."

"..."

"Master Jinzhu, that woman is crying."

"..."

"She has been crying for a long time."

"..."

"She didn't ask for redemption because she never expected redemption."

"..."

"She didn't feel resentment because she didn't know that she should hate."

"..."

"The cry of hopelessness, the nothingness where even hope has never set foot."

"Have a good night's sleep, Riverside. Then, forget about that woman."

"Master Jinzhu."

"..."

"Save her."

"..."

Shinsuke Takasugi closed the door, faced the rising sun in the distance, grasped the dagger that Yuko Sakurai gave him, and stood like a sculpture for a long time.

The author has something to say: I like cute people (づ￣3￣)づ