[Gintama] Silent

As night falls, a yellow and green moth wanders alone in the dimly lit space.

It flapped its wings and dropped silver powder all over the ground.

But it seems that he will never feel tired, just keep flying forward.

The dark red lights in the distance kept flickering, and the tiny creatures who were afraid of the dark and sought the light seemed to find the meaning of their own existence in an instant, and flew towards the light without hesitation.

At that time, the moth's actions had nothing to do with its own consciousness, but was completely driven by instinct.

Approaching step by step means that there is no way to escape, and it also means going to death.

The moon is looming in the clouds, and the straw hat covers the blurred face.

The samurai / knife and pistol / gun reflect the cold light under the moonlight, clearly illuminating the gossip outline of the blue and yellow earphones.

There is still a flame in the slender pipe that has not been extinguished, and a small amount of green smoke slowly floats towards the sky.

The sword in his hand seemed to have sensed something, and he was eager to move in his sleeve unwilling to be lonely.

"Everyone, please be sure to be safe."

"Don't worry, senior."

The soft and waxy female voice came from above the box, vaguely carrying a hint of coquettishness.

"Those who are active on the surface and in the open seem to be only below."

"So Kawasami-kun, have you finished writing the song for Ms. Atong? It seems that the deadline is approaching, right?"

The leaning man raised his head slightly and looked at his companion sitting on the huge box, shaking his legs constantly, his voice sounded rather helpless.

"Miss Hasumi, at this time, please don't leave any pot unopened, thank you very much."

However, the other party didn't seem to pay attention to him, and just continued to swing his legs happily, and even hummed an unknown song.

The moon managed to escape from the shackles of the clouds, illuminating the giant ship floating in mid-air, and also reflected the thin face of the purple-haired man.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"Let's go, the legendary prelude has finally begun."

The wind tonight is still noisy, blowing on everyone, and swaying the corners of their clothes, but unfortunately it is completely unable to suppress their burning fighting spirit.

No one spoke, and the surroundings suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

However, at this time a certain woman lazily spoke out, successfully ruining the previous good atmosphere.

"The appearance is also bright, the words are also let go, and [beep——] is also pretending. Mr. Governor, can we disband and go back to wash and sleep?"

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The full moon hanging in the sky silently looked down on the earth, and the night like splashed ink enveloped the deserted street corners.

The executioner wearing a bamboo hat quickly drew his sword with a smile on his face, and then passed by the samurai casually.

Bright red blood spurted out from the wound, staining the silent road red.

The prey fell slowly, without the strength to fight back, and the body gradually became straight and stiff, unable to move.

He dilated his pupils in horror, his eyes were full of disbelief, but he couldn't make any cry for help from his throat.

She could only helplessly look at the figure of the man gradually receding away, and could not rest in peace.

Gao Shan stood alone at the bow of the boat, dragging the delicate pipe with his fingers, taking a few puffs from time to time.

As the breeze blows, the slightly long hair occasionally blocks the right eye, making the only light that is only a little bit of light fall into darkness.

But he didn't do anything, and didn't seem to care much about it.

The recent knife test incident made the whole of Edo panic.

Every night, the common people stay indoors one after another, fearing that they will be the next one to die.

Despite this, the rumors of death are still circulating in the market without interruption.

And all of this is a masterpiece arranged by him personally.

The demon sword Hongying, a weapon created by a swordsmith who gave everything to surpass his father.

Rather than saying it is a tool, it is more appropriate to use the word "monster" to describe it.

Because it is extremely destructive and full of vitality.

Almost from the first time he saw Tetsuya, Takasugi decided in his heart that this was a partner he could cooperate with.

That man has an unparalleled talent for making knives, but in order to forge a powerful weapon, he has too much obsession.

Once such emotions are magnified to the extreme, no matter how terrible the work is, it can be smelted without complaint.

Sounds like a desperate madman, doesn't it?

However, compared with it, how is it different?

Teacher Songyang's head fell to the ground, and the ghost army was wiped out by the shogunate. This scene is always like a devil, which can invade his dreams anytime and anywhere, making him sleepless all night.

Takasugi has never been able to stand on the sidelines and remain indifferent to this, and it will never be his choice to go with the world.

What he wants to do is to splatter three feet of blood, take revenge, and destroy the world.

It won't be long before the whole of Edo will be turned into a sea of ​​flames, and all the filth and decay will be reduced to ashes in an instant and disappear forever.

Suddenly, someone pointed a weapon at his neck from behind, and his voice sounded like a little girl's, which sounded very immature.

"Hey, are you the crew of this ship? Can you show me the inside? If you don't want your head to explode."

It turned out that an uninvited guest broke in, no wonder I sensed a strange aura from it just now.

Someone who can quietly sneak into the ghost army without being discovered by his subordinates is not someone who can be dismissed casually.

Probably because she didn't get a response for a long time, her tone was full of impatience.

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

Gao Shan took a puff of cigarette unhurriedly, turned around slowly, and saw the other party's eyes widen as expected, full of surprise.

It was a girl with a ball head, about fourteen or fifteen years old, pointing the tip of the umbrella at herself.

Fair skin, unique weapons...

Is it an imp from the Night Rabbit Clan?Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.

"Tonight's moon is really big and round, I thought Huiyue Ji would appear."

He turned his head back as if nothing had happened, and continued to smoke the pipe in his hand, "I didn't expect that the one who ran out was a tough wild girl princess."

The opponent's expression instantly became cautious and vigilant. After a few gunshots, he quickly retreated to the rear, avoiding all attacks with agility.

After that, he quickly raised the umbrella and shot at the men who had been hiding on the roof.

Youzi jumped down from above, and the two met at this point, and confronted each other with weapons.

"You guy, what are you doing? I will absolutely not allow anyone to attack Mr. Jinsuke."

The girl who fell to the ground not only didn't panic at all, but showed a mean smile.

"I saw Alu, your dirty underwear, I can see it clearly."

Hasumi looked at his companion who was desperately shaking his head in denial, and was about to start the runaway mode, silently lamenting how restless he was, and at the same time giving him a fatal blow without hesitation.

"I see. No wonder I haven't seen you cleaning your underwear much during this time. Girls, you still have to pay attention to personal hygiene to attract people."

"Damn it! You, a woman, used to just look at the scenery with soy sauce, but now you still make all kinds of cynicism at me."

Then he turned his head and looked at Takasugi who was standing quietly beside him, "Master Jinsuke, that's not the case! I really change it every day, if you don't believe me, you can come and confirm it yourself!"

"This is caring full of love, not cynicism. I, who is good at close-range attacks, will probably never return to this little girl's weapon. You have such thoughts, my sister is really hurt... "

As soon as the words fell, the other party was kicked flying with a sharp kick, and when he fell to the ground, the beautiful scenery under the skirt was exposed.

Hmm... Anyway, it does look a little unclean.

The flashing searchlights shot down from above, and the people who were shaking could barely open their eyes.

Standing by the lamp, Wu Shi loudly said "Everyone must love women and children".

Then he calmly explained to Youzi that he was not a lolicon, but just a feminist.

Hasumi ignored the two people who were constantly arguing, and carefully followed the battle situation below.

At this time, the little girl was fighting more than one opponent effortlessly, and it seemed that she was not at a disadvantage at all.

While struggling hard, his mouth was still yelling loudly.

wig?Sounds like someone's nickname?Does this character exist in the team?

She subconsciously looked at Gao Shan who was surrounded by layers of subordinates, but found that his expression did not change slightly.

Even if he was in a dangerous situation, that man was still as calm and calm as ever, and no one could find any flaws, it was really scary.

The girl's shoulder was mercilessly pierced by a bullet, and a few drops of blood spilled on the deck.

Even though she was injured, she still gritted her teeth and stumbled to the workshop, wanting to continue looking for "wigs".

Hasumi knew very well that the person she was looking for was not actually inside.

That place is a secret place that even I have never set foot in. Seeing the things hidden here will only end in bad luck.

Youzi followed closely with his hand/gun in hand, not knowing what happened to the two of them.

Not long after, I heard a gunshot from inside, which was particularly loud in the silent night.

A round of full moon still hangs completely in the sky, so bright and bright that it seems that it has never been defiled.

Hasumi jumped off the roof nimbly, moving his muscles and bones that hadn't moved for a long time.

After telling Youzi a few words of "be careful of the wound", he took the hostage who had completely fainted from the opponent's hand.

This powerful girl seemed inconspicuous, but it made them suffer a lot.

In the next time, the team might be busy.

The author has something to say:

Silver fucks up again~