[Gintama] Silent

The whole world seemed to be filled with scarlet.

The clouds above the head, the sun and the sky, the surrounding trees, houses and roads... even the weapons and people in front of them are all red.

He felt like a machine that couldn't be stopped, so numb and exhausted that he couldn't feel any emotion anymore.

All I know is to aim at the enemy's head, keep raising the samurai/knife in my hand, and then chop straight down.

The battlefield was filled with gunpowder smoke, and corpses were piled up on the ground.

There are brothers from the ghost army, and there are also soldiers who died for fighting against the barbarians.

However, most of them are heavenly beings whom they hate so much.

He walked over these stumped limbs without looking sideways, fighting straight forward, each step was slow and heavy.

When the enemy met him, it was like seeing Shura in hell, trying to flee backwards, but was quickly caught up, and then quickly reached the end of his life.

Standing beside him are his three companions, each of whom is agile and heroic.

Almost everyone was red-eyed, and their bodies were covered with the blood of themselves or their opponents.

However, no matter how bloody the battle is, the heaven and man in front of him seem to never be able to be wiped out and killed.

The opponent has more advanced weapons and more sophisticated tactics, and their combat is tantamount to hitting a stone with a pebble.

Even the samurai who wanted to serve the country loyally with their blood gradually became powerless and fell down one by one.

The final outcome is that the enemy's spear/gun is aimed at him, and the bullets whizzing towards him break through the wind, but he cannot dodge.

The moment his body was penetrated, his mind was filled with sadness and resentment of unrevenge.

He seemed to hear someone calling his name loudly, but he could only feel pain and fatigue all over the sky.

The eyes are already blurred, and the upper eyelids are heavy and can no longer support it.

Then slowly fell to the ground, letting the sky spin.

Gao Shan finally got rid of the nightmare that tormented him. When he woke up, he only felt a splitting headache, as if it would burst violently in the next second.

He moved subconsciously, but accidentally involved the wound.

Pain spreads to every corner of the body through the nerves.

In the past, he didn't feel anything until his blood boiled on the battlefield, but now that he calmed down, his sense of touch seemed to be magnified countless times, making him so painful that he couldn't breathe at all.

He could only continue to lie where he was, carefully observing where he was.

The surrounding environment is very strange, although the house is small but the things are fairly complete, like a place where ordinary people live.

The bright sunlight seeps in from the window and sprinkles softly on the body.

It seems that it should be daytime now, and I don't know how long I have been in a coma.

The mattress under him was white and comfortable, and the thin quilt that covered him seemed to have just been dried in the sun, and he could even smell the sun between his breaths.

So it should belong to women.

The blood-stained battle uniform on his body was also replaced with another set of clean clothes. The material was not very delicate, and the harsh touch of the cotton cloth rubbing against the skin made him feel a little uncomfortable.

So he might have been rescued by someone.

Enduring the headache, Takasugi closed his eyes and recalled for a long time.

I just remember that at that time, I led the ghost army to kill more and more bravely, and gradually separated from the original large army, unfortunately I was singled out.

Later, he seemed to be surrounded by a group of celestial beings, and it took a lot of effort to escape from the siege, and he also suffered a lot of injuries.

Probably due to the heavy injury and excessive blood loss, he fainted to the ground without holding on for a long time.

When he woke up, he found himself in a completely strange place.

However, Yinshi and Wig must still be anxiously waiting for him to go back. If they are not in the camp at this time, it will inevitably distract everyone.

Thinking of this, he struggled desperately to get up.

There were bursts of pain all over the body, as if to inform the fact that the master could no longer support the free movement.

"You finally woke up? I advise you not to move around now, otherwise the bleeding will continue and changing the bandages will be a very troublesome thing. It took a whole night to treat all the wounds on your body, you Anyway, feel sorry for my efforts."

Gao Shan looked at the door, and found that the speaker was a girl in low-key and plain clothes, her delicate face was half hidden by her shoulder-length hair, and she was smiling friendly at herself.

She was holding a porcelain bowl, and she barely made a sound when she walked in the door, so he didn't notice her existence at all.

Lian Jian estimated that the wounded man was about to wake up, so he hurried to the kitchen and made a bowl of porridge.

As soon as he stepped into the house, he saw him struggling to get up, and immediately tried to persuade him.

The person in front of him immediately stopped moving when he heard the words, and lay down again reluctantly.

Satisfied, she put the things in her hand on the table, and began to report her family name: "Hayami Yayin, so what should I call you?"

"Takasugi."

As expected, only the surname was reported, but thinking that the other party might have some unspeakable secrets, she didn't care too much.

"Then Takasugi-kun, let's have something to eat first. You have been in a coma for several days, you must be starving now, right?"

Sure enough, the boy's eyes showed some precaution and vigilance.

Hasumi sighed slightly, thinking that he knew this would happen, fortunately he was prepared.

She took out another clean spoon, scooped out a little porridge and fed it into her mouth.After a few minutes, nothing happened, and I was still standing in place.

"Here, are you still worried that I will poison the food?"

He didn't respond, as if sorry for the earlier suspicion.

Then he opened his mouth silently and ate the porridge she scooped up, but his expression became very subtle at the moment of chewing.

Seeing this, the girl asked cheerfully, "Well, isn't it delicious?"

Originally, he expected Takasugi to praise him a few words, but he didn't expect his answer to be quite ruthless and sharp.

"I think you need self-knowledge."

She could no longer support the previous illusion of gentleness, and immediately fought back with indifference.

"Oh, the food I cook is only at this level. If you are not used to eating, you can go to the kitchen to make it yourself."

He never expected that the corner of the other party's lips curled up slightly after hearing this sentence, and the unfamiliar and polite atmosphere between the two of them eased a lot.

Takasugi didn't touch a drop of water for several days, and it seemed that he was really hungry.Even if the porridge tasted not very good, they all ate it without hesitation.

Hasumi fed very carefully, occasionally putting down the spoon in his hand, picking up a handkerchief beside him to wipe off the juice that accidentally spilled from the corner of his mouth, preventing them from dripping on the bedding and bandages.

Although it was just a small bowl of porridge, it took a long time.

They showed no sign of impatience during the feeding.Even if there is no language communication between them, they seem to have a tacit understanding.

When Hasumi cleaned up the scene and was about to go out to wash with an empty bowl, he heard voices from behind.

"Why do you want to save me?"

There is no typical ups and downs in the tone, and it sounds very calm and calm.After careful study, it can be found that there is a little confusion and gratitude mixed in it.

She naturally knew why he would ask such a question.

In such a chaotic era, it is difficult for ordinary civilians to even protect themselves.

Almost no one would rescue a stranger whose origin was unknown, just to avoid getting into trouble.

However, girls always do things as they please, and rarely explore the reasons and purposes.

"Of course it's because..." She turned around and gave him a mischievous smile, "I'm happy."

In fact, when Hasumi first saw Takasugi lying on the ground, he hesitated for a moment whether he should save him or not.

She has lived alone for a long time, and she can take care of herself, but she is really not sure if she can protect others.

However, not long after, she resolutely took advantage of the night to help the injured back to the residence.

As a woman, she is quite strong.However, the young man was so thin that it made people feel distressed, so the whole process of moving was unbelievably smooth.

The next step is the extremely worrying work of treating the wound and cleaning the body.

He had many and deep wounds, not only knife wounds, but also gunshot wounds.New wounds and old wounds were mixed together, densely scattered all over the body, looking particularly terrifying.

Hasumi almost gritted his teeth in order to insist on cleaning up all the wounds.

When the tweezers reached into the flesh to clean the bullet, she could almost hear the sound of flesh being torn.

The fingertips have been trembling slightly, and the hand slipped several times before successfully removing the few small bullet casings.

Even with lingering fears to the point of sweating profusely.

The half-way girl tested Takasugi's breath several times, but luckily he was only in a coma, rather than having passed away from serious injuries.

After finishing the bandage on the last wound, she was relieved, and a big stone in her heart finally landed firmly.

The clothes had already been soaked with sweat, sticking sticky to the skin, which was very uncomfortable.

It was already bright outside, and the sunlight shone in through the window, projecting on his face, depicting the handsome and handsome outline of the young man.

At that moment, the girl almost exerted all her strength to barely suppress the joy rolling out from the depths of her heart——

Hahahahahahaha, she actually picked up a handsome man!

I can finally face the aunts in the village confidently, using the excuse that I already have a fiancé, and I am no longer forced to marry every day!

Hmm... But isn't he a little shorter?

It doesn't matter, in today's world of looking at faces, height and so on are all floating clouds, and good looks are king.

Her Hasami Yayin finally had her fortune!

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