[Gintama] Silent

The man in front of him was still so thin, and his words were still so cold, even his tone of voice didn't change a bit.

There was no chaos, no imprisonment, as if nothing had ever happened.

It seems that the place where they are now is still in the small house of the imperial family.

Lianjian was suddenly in a trance, but was finally pulled back to his senses by the other party.

It was just a simple movement, but it seemed to exhaust all his strength, as if even his voice had aged a lot.

"Miyin, why did you come..."

Knowing that Qing Chi was worried about herself, her eyes lit up instantly, but quickly dimmed again.

Hasumi always thought that as long as he tried his best to be loyal, he could at least keep his teacher and himself safe.

It's a pity that the cruel facts shattered the beautiful dream, and all the stability and beauty were just what she thought.

It turns out that one day, the superior monarch will really target himself and push forward without hesitation.

It doesn't take into account their painstaking efforts and heart-to-hearts.

Then he directed all the disasters to his opponents with ease, and continued to pretend to be close to his subjects and people.

She is most familiar with such a hypocritical shogunate.

It's just that they never thought that they, who have always kept silent, would also become the real victims.

The scene of the confrontation with Takasugi that day is still vivid in my memory.

Where should the tip of your knife point?

This question made her fall into unprecedented confusion, but at that time, she had no time to think about it.

Although the two of them were still at war at the last second, the man finally gave himself the right to choose.

Knowing the place where Qingchi was arrested, she hurried to the cell regardless of the unhealed wound on her body.

What I didn't expect to see was a sad scene.

The teacher was imprisoned in a dilapidated cell without any freedom of movement.

His hamstring had been broken long ago, so he could only sit powerlessly on the ground, quietly waiting for the known ending.

Renjian rolled up his sleeves, and was about to carry Qingchi on his back, but was stopped by the opponent.

"Miyin, Tokugawa decided to imprison me here just to lure you to show up. You don't need to worry about me, leave now!"

His speech has always been steady and slow, but now his speed has accelerated a lot, and even his tone reveals anxiety and worry.

But she seemed to be suddenly ruthless, and continued to carry it regardless, and walked slowly outside step by step.

Even the sigh from the person behind him chose to turn a deaf ear.

Although he is a man, the teacher is far lighter than she imagined.

However, for some reason, the weight on his back was so heavy.

The cell was eerily quiet.

The sound of small footsteps was infinitely amplified, sparking a little life in the dead silence.

"Miyin, listen carefully..."

The person on the back opened his mouth slowly, slowly telling the secrets of the Imperial Court that he had guarded all his life.

Thinking that Aoike was probably explaining his funeral, Hasumi was inexplicably repelled.

Although he knew that the most likely ending this time would be to never return, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

However, at this moment, I can only listen quietly, and even the shocking emotions must be well hidden in my heart.

Then take a forced step towards the unknown door of life and death.

It was already bright outside, illuminating the dark night like day.

The uneasiness in my heart was gradually expanding, until I saw the dark crowd, and finally sank to the bottom with a "plop".

The person in charge has a loud voice, and the volume of shouting can literally break through the sky.

"Bold rebel, how dare you release the prisoner privately!"

Thinking about it, the teacher holds secrets and holds a high position and authority. How could Tokugawa Dingding, who has always been ruthless, easily let them go.

She knew that a fierce battle was inevitable, but she didn't expect to be labeled a "rebel" so soon.

In an unwarranted and ridiculous name.

"I've never considered myself a 'rebel', more than a 'bold'."

Hasumi opened his mouth, whispering uncharacteristically, his voice was so clear that everyone present could hear it.

"'A traitor is not a traitor' is just a sentence from those in power. In my heart, it is far less important than the word 'rascal'."

What responded to him was the sound of a knife being drawn.

She slowly put down the person on her back, handed him the sword in her sleeve, and her smile suddenly became a little more bitter.

"Teacher, at least we have to last a while before we die, otherwise we will be ridiculed by them."

Qingchi knelt on the ground, still with a calm expression, as if he had put life and death aside.

The weapon left in his hand was the sword that Takasugi dropped that day.

I didn't expect that until now, I still owed that guy a favor, but it's a pity that now I'm afraid I won't be able to see him again.

Hasumi slowly pulled out the blade, and the sound of the blade coming out of the sheath was clear and loud, even when confronting the opponent.

The huge power is transmitted to the hands through the real thing, and the whole body is paralyzed unconsciously.

There seemed to be swords and swords in all directions, and no matter how dodged, it was difficult to completely avoid the opponent's attack.

The number of bloody wounds continued to increase, constantly irritating the nerves.

She seems to have returned to the days when she was thrown to the ground by her companions when she was a child, and she couldn't get up no matter how hard she tried.

That kind of feeling makes people grit their teeth with hatred, but there is nothing they can do.

When was the last time you went on a killing spree?Come to think of it, it's as if nothing like this has ever happened before.

The tasks assigned to her by the teacher are always non-life-threatening tasks, and she has never really been in contact with the cruel battlefield, so she has created the current self that is so incompetent.

She was able to live so calmly until now, she was really lucky.

Hasumi wiped away the blood that kept flowing from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and smiled ironically.Then use the knife to support the ground and slowly stand up.

There were bursts of gunfire not far away, and the sound reached the ears of the two very clearly.

The enemy's camp suddenly became chaotic, and it seemed that an unexpected third-party force suddenly intervened.

She didn't have time to think about it, and wanted to help Qingchi to escape in the chaos, but was stopped by the other party's raised hand.

"Miyin, you are agile and have someone to help you, so you will surely survive. But I am already dying, and I am destined to only become your burden."

Hasumi quietly looked at the teacher's bloody heels, without answering.

Suddenly, a "pleading" expression appeared on his face, and even his voice began to tremble: "Leave quickly, leave me alone..."

The people behind have already mingled together, and it is hard to tell who is the enemy and who is the friend.

She dodged quickly and kicked down the enemy who wanted to sneak attack, and the blood splashed on her face when she raised the knife.

The incision had already begun to ache, Hasumi stretched out his hand and touched a piece of red wetness.

"Abandoning the teacher and living alone, how can I do such a thing?"

Consciousness gradually became blurred, she barely resisted the fierce attack, and stabbed the knife into the opponent's body fiercely with her backhand.

"My life was bestowed by you. From the beginning, I didn't plan to waste it elsewhere. If I die, I'll die together!"

Everything around seemed to be silent suddenly, but the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart was amplified to the limit in the ear.

She turned her head, and her dull pupils finally froze at a certain point.

Those hands had patted her shoulders countless times, but now they took the weapon she handed over and easily stabbed her into the abdomen like this.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Large expanses of bright red suddenly flooded in, as if they were going to fill the entire world at that moment.

Renjian no longer cared about the besieging enemies, ran back to Aoike frantically, and pressed his wound.

But the blood penetrated through the clothes and quickly climbed around, staining her hands red within a short time.

"Mi Yin, let's go..."

Hasumi shook her head desperately, and the movement of bandaging her hands became more flustered.However, no matter what, the red liquid flowing out could not be stopped.

"Teacher, no! Please, don't leave me alone!"

There was a sudden hot and humid feeling on her face, and she finally lost control of her emotions at this moment, and could no longer maintain her usual composure.

He stretched out his hand, trying to wipe away the tears that kept falling down his face.Then slowly grinned the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Just like when I was a kid.

All the things that happened in the past suddenly flooded into her mind, and turned into a silent lip language in the next second.

Accompanied by the suddenly drooping right hand, everything became pale and weak.

Not long ago, Qingchi was whispering to himself, describing the secrets of the imperial court one by one.

At this moment, the warm breath seemed to still surround his ears.

It's just that the corpse in his hand gradually became stiff and cold.

Hasumi carefully closed his eyes, his slender fingers trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Where should the tip of her knife point?

The moment the teacher left, the answer suddenly became extremely clear, without any hesitation.

It's a pity that I didn't realize it as soon as possible, and I have been a tiger for so many years in vain.

How stupid.

The hatred in the heart, the hatred in the soul, is for the enemy.Whoever generously rewards this sharp knife called "hatred" should point it at him neatly.

She slowly got up, slowly raised the sharp knife in her hand, pointed at the familiar crowd in front of her, and slashed across one by one.

These are all her companions who fought side by side with her in the past, but now they are all standing opposite her, her enemy.

Hasumi looked up, his eyes were already scarlet, brightly as if they were about to ooze a little blood.

"You bastards..."

She gritted her teeth word by word, almost swallowing them all alive.

"No one can get out of here alive today!"