[Comprehensive] Misfortune

I live in the blue sky

mysterious as a sphinx

The snowy soul touches the whiteness of the swan's feather

Disgusted by contorted poses

i neither cry nor laugh

— Baudelaire, The Flowers of Evil

family...

Sakurai Tamako slowly took a deep breath, silently listening to Sakata Gintoki's words.

Sakata Gintoki said softly: "I met you who had no family, and you are my only family from now on. I'm sorry, I was too greedy, and it's all my fault. Forgive me, I shouldn't force you to do it." The things you don't like, at the beginning, as long as you are by my side, you are very satisfied, but I don't know why, I gradually become dissatisfied, I want more and more things, I want you to become better , I want you to understand my feelings, I want you to value me as much as I value you...Obviously at the beginning, as long as I can see Yuzi when I wake up, I will thank God..."

What a touching speech.

Sakurai Yuko listened, and gradually Sakata Gintoki's voice became white noise. She leaned in her familiar embrace, remembering that person who held her to watch the battlefield back then. That person's embrace was cold, as if nothing Can't warm him.

At that time, she didn't have the idea of ​​asking questions, maybe she had doubts, many times, she had doubts, but she didn't know that she should ask, she didn't know that she could ask, so that person never told her.

Because no one told her that "killing people" is not allowed, she took other people's lives arbitrarily; because no one told her that she should ask questions, so she never asked that person, why are you so cold?

so cold……

It's so cold that it makes people shiver, and they don't want to approach it.

It's so ridiculous.

Withdrawing from the memory, Sakurai Yuko blinked and temporarily put the past aside, then raised her head slightly, and glanced at Sakata Gintoki.

Even now, she is still hesitating.

Hesitating because you don't understand.

If you don't understand, ask.

"Gintoki, you were obviously very angry just now. Kagura is your new child, right? Don't you care about her? I'm the father who killed her. I was the one who made her an orphan. Why did you say that? What about these words?"

Sakurai Yuko felt that when she was talking, Sakata Gintoki hugged her even tighter, almost making her breathless, but she didn't say anything, and waited quietly.

Sakata Gintoki spoke.

"Because you're sad...because you're sad."

Because seeing your sad appearance, I was frightened.

I can't forgive myself for bringing you pain.

So... even if it's Kagura with you...

Sakurai Yuko's heart shook, and she subconsciously grabbed Sakata Gintoki's belt, but she heard Sakata Gintoki say: "That's right, that's it. Yuko, haven't we always been like this? As long as we stay with me It’s good to be around, you can play with anything. You don’t have anything, you don’t need anything, as long as you have each other. If you’re lonely, you won’t be lonely if you hug each other. That’s all right, isn’t it?”

What a fool.

Sakurai Yuko came to a conclusion.

There was a brief silence, even the sound of breathing was inaudible.

"Teacher Songyang said that although they are stupid, inflexible and stubborn, the world is usually changed because of these people. I think he is right."

Yoshida Shoyo's name is a signal, the signal flare flies into the sky, burns quickly, and blooms into a brilliant firework, with a fleeting beauty.

Imai Nobuo's hand holding the knife trembled suddenly, she stared at Sakurai Yuko who was leaning on Sakata Gintoki's arms in disbelief, the freezing cold came out from the depths of her body unexpectedly, laughing and permeating all limbs .

I see……

original……

I see……

It's because of this that I...

loose……

Teacher Songyang...

how come?

The attic was gradually warmed by the sunlight in late spring. When this land was built, it was never considered that there would be sunlight. All the buildings should be decorated with thick ink and bright colors. A bit ambiguous, not to mention the self-willed and depraved prodigal son, even the determined samurai will be shaken, not knowing what day and night, drunk life and dreaming death.

Yoshihara is just like the wandering girls who live in it, they are to be admired in the dark, once exposed to the broad daylight and the bright universe, there will be no place to hide the pain, oldness, and withering that cannot be covered with makeup. It's a bit absurd.

It is almost more absurd than that lenient sweep.

The most absurd thing is that woman.

At this moment, Yoshida Shoyo's voice and Sakata Gintoki's voice echoed in the ears of Imai Nobuo, she stared at the woman, chilled to the bone, like falling into an ice cave.

Because of her unbearable killer career as a child, Imai Nobuo has a deeper understanding of the dark side of human beings than others, but even she can't understand how there is such a person as Sakurai Yuko in the world.

Nobuo Imai thought of Shinsuke Takasugi whom she had just met not long ago, who was described by Yoshida Shoyo as "a cute kid who likes to get along with Gintoki but always ends up being pissed off". After the teacher died, he was so angry and painful that he wanted to destroy the world that killed the teacher.He firmly believes that the pain of losing a teacher can only be relieved if the whole world is buried with him.

But what about Sakurai Yuko?

So far, she has seen all of Yoshida Shoyo's disciples, even if she is counted, but only Sakurai Yuko, only this woman, this "good boy" who Yoshida Shoyo never forgets, she has not the slightest bit of respect for Yoshida Shoyo in her eyes nostalgia.

For others, it is an unbearable weight, but for Sakurai Yuko, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Is it because of this that you can't let go of your heart?

Teacher Songyang, you who can calmly greet death with a smile, the only disciple who can't rest assured, you told me to protect the disciple, is that the case?

——Protect Okja for the teacher.

Protect Yuzi?

Protect her from what?

To protect her precious life, a mind with nothing, or a pale and frightening soul?

Imai Nobuo doesn't know the answer, she can't get the answer, the person who can give her the answer is dead.

Sakata Gintoki did not think as much as Imai Nobuo, he only hoped that after Sakurai Yuko finished saying this, he could hear what he wanted to hear, such as "Okay, let's go then." and the like.

He won't hurt her, he won't hurt her again, if Kagura wants revenge, he will accept it with her, it doesn't matter whether it is life or death, as long as we are together.

Having said that, he has worked so hard to protect important things for so many familiar or unfamiliar people, isn't it because his important things are no longer there?

But now Sakurai Yuko is back.

He has his own important things.

From a very young age, when he didn't even know what bushido was, he made up his mind to protect Yuzi.His jade child doesn't know anything and can't do anything, so he has to protect her well. The terrible vultures and poisonous snakes can't hurt his jade child, because jade child is his most important existence.

People who belong to the comic world and who do not belong to this world are all nonsense!

So no matter...no matter what...if he couldn't even protect his most cherished existence, why did he raise the sword in his hand?

Thinking like this, Sakata Gintoki felt Yuzi struggling in his arms. He didn't want to let go, but he let go of his strength for some reason. At that moment, he seemed to be trapped by something frightening. He couldn't control himself. The thing that has been fearing since he was a child seems to finally have the intention to open his eyes from the bottom of the abyss, and he has no choice but to wait tremblingly.

Sakurai Yuko lowered her head, took a step back, and then slowly raised her eyes to look at Sakata Gintoki, her eyes were tired and indifferent, as if there was a trace of contempt, but she didn't know who she was targeting.She let go of the hand holding Sakata Gintoki's belt, slowly moved away from the palm, and finally gently pushed the bloody body with her fingertips.

Sakurai Yuko clapped her hands, as if she wanted to shake off the ashes on her hands, but also as if she was attracting everyone to look at her.The possibility of the latter is relatively small, because such an existence, as long as she appears in your field of vision, you can no longer pay attention to other scenery.

Sakurai Yuko glanced at the sticky blood on the palm of her hand, the blood was barely dry, maybe it was Fengxian's.

Sakurai Yuko smiled, and she took two steps back again. Her movements looked very leisurely, almost with a hint of laziness, just like the warm spring sun shining on everyone at this moment, spreading out a piece of spring light.

Sakurai Yuko looked up at Yoshihara Younv who was standing in the corridor of the attic, her eyes stayed on the first floor for a while, and there stood a beautiful woman.Then Sakurai Yuko's eyes swept over Mikai's group, Imai Nobuo, and Fengxian who fell on the ground, turned around, and finally landed on Sakata Gintoki's face.

When Sakurai Yuko was facing Sakata Yinshi sideways at this moment, she tilted her head and smiled at Sakata Yinshi, revealing a bit of casual indifference.

Among her series of movements, the most abrupt, that is to say, the most active one is that she tilts her head greatly, and the angle between her chin and neck is almost 145°.

Sakurai Yuko looked at Sakata Gintoki like this, and Sakata Gintoki could even see a crack gradually forming in the broken wall behind the woman, and something that he had feared for decades was about to roar out.

"It is precisely because I believe in Teacher Songyang's words, Yinshi, that I hate him. Sorry, although I really want to understand your feelings, but in fact I don't understand. What I thought might be different from what you want to express. It's a completely different meaning. But I do value you, it's true. Of all the people in this world, the person I value the most is Yin Shi, and that will never change."

Sakata Gintoki's whole body trembled, and he opened his mouth in bewilderment and shock, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what he was about to say.

Sakurai Yuko threw Sakata Gintoki into all the people present after saying such a sentence, that is to say, the object of her complaint was no longer Sakata Gintoki, and the object of her attention was no longer Sakata Gintoki.

Sakurai Yuko clapped her hands again, three neat times, she paced slowly, seeing everything around her, and then threw it out of her heart.

I have always liked the action of "looking", and this has not changed...

Everyone looked at Yuko Sakurai nervously and puzzled. When they saw Yuko Sakurai suddenly laughed, there was a kind of innocent nostalgia in that smile, as if recalling some happy past.

"Hi everyone, I am Yuko Sakurai, and my current identity is human."

"Yes, I know what you are wondering, but I am indeed a human being."

"Whether this body, this face, or even my soul, I am a human being."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry everyone, two days ago, because my hands were shaking when I saved the manuscript, I published it...

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