[Gintama] Riding on the back of the Silver Dragon

A group of people from the Matsushita Village School sent her home. No matter how much she thanked them, they just waved their hands to show that they didn't mind. In desperation, she thought to herself that children probably like sweets, so even if there are thousands of people As reluctant as she was, she resolutely took out the snacks she planned to eat on the first day of the New Year tomorrow as a treat.

Takasugi and Gui were a bit awkward, but Gintoki stuffed the snacks into his mouth happily, and now the two teenagers who were a bit embarrassed at first also stretched out their hands, and finally even Songyang was no exception , also picked up a Strawberry Daifuku.She was still smiling on the face, but she was crying frantically while dripping blood in her heart to save some for her.

After finally letting go of her snacks, she thought they were going to leave, but what she didn’t expect was that Songyang looked around and looked at her house that had no New Year’s atmosphere and was the same as usual, and asked her in surprise: "Doctor Hasumi, on New Year's Eve... you are the same person, right?"

"Yes." Feeling that there was nothing to hide, the doctor admitted straightforwardly, "I have spent the New Year like this for two years. After all, I don't have any relatives in this village."

The speaker has no intention but the listener does——she regretted it as soon as she finished speaking, because she could clearly see the faces of four people, big and small, in front of her. Immediately following her words, different degrees of surprise and... sympathy appeared, among which, So much for Songyang.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Where are you thinking?" I didn't know whether to laugh or feel helpless, the doctor spread his hands, "I'm not unaccompanied, at least I have my stepmother and younger brother's family, but they They all live in the city, and they don’t have much contact with each other, so I don’t like to go there for the New Year. I’m still used to the life of such a person, it’s as simple as that.” Stop, stop, why is your gaze returning? thing?Don't look at her with this "don't tell me I understand you" look, okay?It's you Yoshida Matsuyo!

Don't feel sorry for her, she never felt that way herself! ——Ah, maybe a little bit in the past few years, but now, she has no longer regretted taking this path. She really loves life in the city, and occasionally wonders if she would stay in Edo. She has a high-paying job in a big hospital, but compared to those, she loves herself more after being honed in this countryside.The woman curled her lips and said no more. Of course, this had a different meaning in the eyes of the teachers and students.

When she wasn't paying attention, the teacher and the students exchanged glances, "Then, we're bothering you, and it's time to go back!" Suddenly, Songyang saluted her farewell, and although she was a little surprised, He returned the gift very well and went back, watching them leave, the room that was still somewhat lively and popular suddenly became quiet again.

"I've all gone back... Then, I have to start making preparations."

The first is the radio. She has long been used to listening to music while working, and she tuned the radio to the music channel. Miyuki Nakajima’s love song was long and melodious, and she began to prepare for New Year’s Eve humming.Moving all the miscellaneous things in the Japanese room to one side, the woman cleaned out the space where the kotatsu was placed. However, in order to prevent her from automatically falling asleep and forgetting to do things once she entered the kotatsu, she decided to wait until she ate soba noodles. Never go in.

Clean the packaged buckwheat noodles, take out the prawns that have been bought, carefully cut off the tails with a knife, shave the shrimp intestines, roll a layer of batter and throw it into the oil pan.The seasoning of the noodle soup here has also been prepared, and the woman cooks the New Year's Eve soba noodles very deftly.

Let's cook less noodles, after all, this is more of a ceremony, and she still has to prepare hot pot.Thinking this way, she took out a small bowl, filled half of it, put fried prawns on it, and sat happily in the kotatsu.Hmm~ Eating hot soba noodles while warming up in the kotatsu, if someone brings her a jug of wine at this time, maybe it will be perfect.

"Dong dong dong!" As if God really heard her heart, there was a sudden knock on the door, and the woman looked at the sky outside. The winter sky always gets dark quickly, and the last ray of the sun It has also sunk into darkness, heralding the coming of night.When it's so dark, everyone is not at home, what is she doing here during the Chinese New Year...Could it be an emergency?Thinking of this, the woman quickly got up and ran to open the door.

"...Why are you guys?" The original crew from an hour ago, the teachers and students of the Matsushita Village School, all had smiles on their faces, and all of them were carrying a package on their backs, as if they were here for sightseeing. Know what expression to make.

"Haha, I'm sorry to bother you. However, I think it's better to have a more lively New Year's Eve, so, Dr. Hasumi," Songyang spread his hands, with a look of anticipation, "I don't know if we have the honor to be with you What about spending New Year's Eve together?"

The cold stars outside the door, the moon has gradually climbed into the night sky, but the lights in Matsumoto Village are in full bloom, this is the New Year's Eve, which is supposed to be a reunion for thousands of families.The doctor looked at the teachers and students, and finally seemed discouraged, and said:

"I really lost to you guys... Make the pot tonight, if there are not enough ingredients, I can't help it."

"Ah, don't worry about this, we have our own ingredients! Just add them to the hot pot for you. For things like hot pot, the more things you put in and the more people eat, the happier you will be~"

"Songyang, are you Doraemon..."

After entering the house, the children quickly got into the kotatsu, Gintoki was the first to turn on the TV, and even though they fought with Gui and Takasugi because of grabbing the remote control, the doctor took out the kotatsu for them. For snacks such as senbei, the two adults present went to the kitchen together and began to prepare hot pot.

"Songyang, why do you think of coming to my place to celebrate the New Year?" The doctor asked while cutting tofu.The long-haired young man asked her to borrow a rubber band to tie up his hair casually. He was stirring the shallots with chopsticks. Hearing her question, his movements didn't stop at all.

"Because I don't want you to be alone."

The hand that cut the tofu trembled, and the sharp blade immediately cut the middle finger of her left hand. She took a breath of cold air reflexively, and dropped the knife. When she heard the sound from her side, Songyang immediately put down the knife in her hand. Pot, ran over.

"Are you okay? Why are you so careless." He looked more nervous than she, and turned on the tap to wash her wound. She stared at him blankly, as if it was the first time she knew Yoshida Shoyang.After the man cleaned her wound, he immediately pushed her out of the kitchen:

"Leave it to me alone here, you go and bandage it, and watch TV with the children by the way."

"No," she tried to stand still, looked straight into the man's serious eyes when she came back to her senses, and her tone became tough, "You——you can't drive me away, I want to stay."

I want to be with you—the words that were almost blurted out were finally swallowed by her.She stared at the handsome young man in front of her, but she didn't know that her pale face had already turned crimson.

Suddenly, an unusual smell of oily smoke spread quickly, mixed with the pungent smell of something burnt, and the two of them realized that the onions in the pan over there had been burnt, and hurriedly fried them a few times, but It's a pity that the oil has been fried dry, and the green onions have been burnt black, so all the preparation work just done can only be wasted.While being choked by the oily fumes and coughing again and again, they dumped all the contents of the pot into the trash can with great regret. The two looked at each other's distressed appearance, and suddenly laughed together.

"I think I'd better stay here, but this time, it's up to you to cut the ingredients, and I'll prepare the pot."

"It's true, but be careful, don't be careless again."

The two of them are doing their own thing, you cut the tofu and I oil it, and you put the side dishes and I beat the eggs. Soon, the hot pot will be heated up. Songyang is holding the pot, and she is holding the well-made seasonings and bowls and chopsticks. , The two went to the Japanese room one after the other.The three people in the Japanese room sat on the kotatsu, watching Dragon Ball in unison, until Songyang announced that dinner was served, and still did not take their eyes off the TV.

"Eat more, I just finished eating soba noodles." The woman's chopsticks were always on side dishes such as radishes and tofu, but she soon noticed that the same was true of the young people around her, The two looked at each other tacitly, and tacitly left all the meat in the pot.But the children hardly noticed—Gintoki even blatantly grabbed the meat with Takasugi, and almost didn't do it with chopsticks.

While eating, Songyang suddenly remembered something, got up and took out a bottle of wine from the package he brought, "It's plum wine, Doctor Hasumi, can I drink it?" He smiled and shook the bottle as a return , the doctor immediately took out the wine glass that was hardly used at ordinary times from the cabinet, and pushed it over.

"Please fill it up." The doctor said with a smile, a blush on her face made her look like she was drunk before drinking, and a pair of clear brown eyes flowed around, making her look even more picturesque and energetic.The two toasted each other with a "ding" and immediately drank it down. The teenagers beside them saw that the two adults had already started drinking, and they were a little curious about each other.

"Teacher Songyang, can I...can we have a drink too?" Gao Shan took the initiative to ask, but what he asked was the common voice of the children. Songyang raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, the woman preempted him:

"Because it's the New Year, so, at most, a small cup per person, just taste the taste, don't drink too much."

"Doctor Lianjian is the best!" Hearing the doctor's initiative to agree, the teenagers cheered, Songyang had no choice but to pass the wine bottle over, and while the children were concentrating on pouring the wine, he whispered in the woman's ear :

"It's too much. I didn't intend to agree to it. Now, one or two of them have accepted your favor."

The man's breath still had a faint scent of wine, but his voice was strong and magnetic, better than fine wine. She felt like a little monkey was scratching her head, but she still tried to remain calm, her lips and teeth moved lightly: "Since It’s the Chinese New Year, so you should be more relaxed, it’s not good to keep them entertained.”

"Oh? You really spoil them better than me." I don't know if he was laughing, but the man distanced himself from her as if nothing had happened. It was the first time for the three teenagers to drink alcohol. I don't know if it was exciting or delicious. , their expressions were distorted to varying degrees, but the woman had no time to take care of it.

She must have had too much to drink, otherwise her heart would beat so fast—she was so self-hypnotized that she completely forgot that she had only had two drinks.After the cups collided, she no longer focused on the wine itself, and her drooping glasses blocked the woman's affectionate gaze, so that others could not see her abnormal state.

After drinking and eating, the pot with only bits and pieces of soup left was sent to the kitchen. This time, Songyang asked to help her wash the dishes, and she said directly, "You are a guest, just stay here and have a good rest." She declined in the name of , in the empty kitchen, she soaked the pots and bowls in the sink, and the icy cold water soaked her hands, which made her calm down a little.

She knew what kind of emotion she had for that person, but she felt that it was best to maintain the status quo.Between a man and a woman, this step is the most ambiguous and dangerous. If she makes a mistake... She thought, even if she couldn't be a lover, she would not want to lose him as a friend.

The restless heart gradually calmed down with the rushing cold water, the woman took a deep breath, stopped thinking about her little girl-like thoughts, and began to concentrate on washing the dishes.

The night of New Year's Eve always seems very long, five people sit together, and the red and white song will be played on the TV, but after watching it for a while, it still feels boring, the doctor took out the uno card from the drawer, and in order to win the prize, the few people made an agreement, Whoever loses the most in a game will sing a song.

Yinshi's singing voice is always out of tune, Gui can only rap (this is very inconsistent with his image of a good student), Takasugi's singing voice is surprisingly good, but after playing a lot, Songyang and her are always in the same place. The delicate situation of "Even if you don't win, you won't lose the worst" also provoked constant complaints from the three students.

"I would like to bet and accept the loss. Of course, if I lose, I will not renege on it." Songyang played the last card with a smile, and suddenly there was another crowd, all the students present, especially the one who had lost miserably. There is always an idea in Gui's heart: Teacher Songyang must lose!

It may be that the Ou Qi was exhausted, or it may be that everyone's resentment has come true. In the next round, Songyang even ate two cards and added four, and after the doctor said uno, her previous family, Takasugi, hesitated for a long time and came out. With a blue card, the doctor successfully played all the cards in his hand.Seeing this situation, even if Songyang guessed that the young man Gao Shan had released the water on purpose, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Oh, oh, I really convinced you." Songyang put down the cards in his hand, and Yinshi excitedly patted the table and shouted, "Teacher sing! Sing!" It was rare for Gao Shan not to confront him, and even Gui Looking forward to it, the doctor looked at Songyang and found that he, like these children, had a faint expectation in his heart.

"Then... I'll sing an old song. I'm very old, and I only know this one." Songyang thought hard for a while, then cleared his throat and sang:

"もしもあなたと, 见えずにいたら.わたしは何を,してたでしょうか

Ordinary だけど, who かを爱し, ordinary の暮らし, してたでしょうか

时の流れに身をまかせ，あなたの色に染めらせ

Once の生活それさえ，初てることもかまわない

だからお望い, そばにいててね, いまはあなたしか, 爱せない..."

The man's long singing echoed in the small room. When everyone was shocked, "The teacher can still sing such a love song!", the woman just stared at him who was singing, with her index finger on the table In response to his singing, he beat the beat slowly.She knew that this was the song of a foreign female singer. In her childhood, this song "Let Time Go by" was sung by almost everyone in the streets and alleys. This soft and loving song almost accompanied her. of childhood.

Haven't heard it in many, many years.

The author has something to say: Mr. Songyang's cryptic confession.

This song is Teresa Teng's "Let Time Go By My Side", which is the Japanese version of the familiar "I Only Care About You". It was released in 1986 and is very popular in Japan. I have been listening to this song while writing this chapter.

In this chapter, the teacher flirts with girls so much...