[Gintama] Silent

Evening is the time when people are most prone to hypocrisy, this sentence Hasumi expressed his approval with both hands and feet.

Because after that slightly lonely night, she still lived an ordinary life——

He conscientiously attends every class, painstakingly corrects every homework, and racks his brains to deal with every brat, as if nothing happened.

However, even she herself didn't know why she took the time to go to Qingchi's grave and think about her life.

Although it is a tomb, there is actually nothing in it.Who called Takasugi the fire, not even a piece of clothing was left behind.

She could only find a clean place nearby and erect a stone tablet with the teacher's name engraved on it.

Villagers rarely come here, so no one has discovered this long-hidden secret so far.Even so, Hasumi still poured the wine slowly on the ground without choosing to drink it.

It's not that she is afraid of being scolded by others for not being a teacher, but after drinking with Gao Shan that time, she never drank alone again.

This kind of thing can only be called drinking by two or more people, and it can only be called bitter drinking by one person.To be honest, she didn't feel that she was so poor that she needed to drink to soothe her worries.

The air is filled with a faint aroma of wine, and after sniffing it a few times, it seems that it is already so drunk.

The woman thought for a moment, suddenly worried about what to say to the other party.

The first time I came to see the teacher, it seemed to be after returning to the village and finally getting a place to stay.

Standing in front of the grave, she poured out all the bitterness she encountered when looking for a job, such as sexism and age discrimination.

Ever since, I complained all afternoon.

The second time I came to see the teacher, it seems to be after I have already rushed to the education front.

Standing in front of the tomb, she sighed a lot about the power of the brats, and let her calm and calm persona collapse completely, transforming into the black-bellied and sinister appearance she is now.

Ever since, I complained all afternoon.

I don't know if Qingchi will laugh his teeth out of Jiuquan when he hears these complaints.

Lianjian Youyou sighed, and finally chose to speak: "Teacher, someone mentioned him to me recently."

She thought that when she returned to this place where she knew nothing about herself, no one would ask about some past that she didn't want to mention.

However, it turns out that everything is just a figment of imagination.There will still be unexpected existences, which occasionally come to tease her heartstrings.

To be honest, this kind of emotion is actually not as painful as adding salt to the wound.It's more like waking up suddenly in the middle of the night and being unwilling to fall asleep again.

It's a pity that she has no choice but to open her mouth to tell the people around her.

To say that Yoshihito Hitohashi really knew how to cooperate obediently with the Ghost Squad, and didn't have the slightest disagreement halfway through, Ren Jian definitely belonged to the group of people who wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death.

Back in the General's Mansion, when that guy reminded herself not to be alone, she was keenly aware that something was wrong.

It's just that whether it's Takasugi or himself, he never expected that he would turn his back so quickly, and he still chose to join forces with Tiandaozhong.

The forces united by the ghost soldiers seem to be many, but in fact they have their own minds, making it difficult to judge who is real and who is fake.

In the end, being bitten by one of them is indeed very likely to happen.

What surprised Lianjian was the appearance of the Tiandao people.

She vaguely remembered that among the secrets that Qingchi confessed before his death, there seemed to be something about his leader.

However, he has always been shrewd like a teacher, yet he is not sure about the real face of that man.

And I know very little about this organization, I only know that it is the pawn of the former general Tokugawa Sadasaka to control the shogunate, but I don't know any more in-depth news.

But everything that happened in Yihe faintly told her that the power possessed by the Heavenly Guides is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

What that organization wants to do seems to be an earth-shattering event.

Hasumi felt that Takasugi must have known about these situations long ago.

Although the village is relatively remote, she still makes regular trips to town.The news of the revolutionary army has always been mighty, and it is possible to know their movements with a little inquiry.

It is reported that the Ghost Soldier Team has recently become so popular with the public that they have been outrageous, and the joy4 of the year even joined forces again for this.

The man's previously secretive thoughts are becoming more and more clear now.

Coupled with the information revealed in the last words, although she still doesn't know the specific relationship between the leader and Songyang, what is certain is that there must be some wonderful connection between them.

Whether it's destroying the shogunate or overthrowing the Tiandao people, she really can't understand Takasugi's urine.

With such a nature, once that guy decides to do something, even ten cows can't pull him back, even if he is doomed to sacrifice some dispensable things.

They are not fools who don't know anything about feelings, so they naturally know each other's thoughts well.

It's just that in this chaotic world with frequent wars, they all tacitly choose to remain silent.

Because of this, to a certain extent, the two are each other's dependence and each other's weakness.

It's still the kind that once it is seen through, it will lose everything.

So Hasumi resolutely chose to leave the ghost army.

To put it bluntly, it is to allow Gao Shan to concentrate more on what he wants to do, and not to fall into the trap of others.

To put it bluntly, it is to find a hidden place to hide and take good care of my precious life.

To sum up, to sum up, it is a win-win situation for both parties, mutual benefit and reciprocity, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

What's more, her injured leg, which is inconvenient to move, probably has no other effect except to add to the chaos when the revolution is in full swing.

Might as well just squat obediently in a secluded village and play peek-a-boo with all the idiots who try to make things difficult for her.

Hasumi has full confidence in Takasugi—even if people all over the world think he is dead, as long as he doesn't see the body, he won't easily follow suit.

Just like at this moment, that man was vigorously attacking Tian Daozhong, and the fact that he didn't go crazy again is the best proof.

Trust each other unconditionally, this is an indescribable telepathy, of course it can also be called "tacit understanding".

As for whether there is such a connection with other people, it is hard to say.

Maybe Wan Qi might still know of his own survival by relying on the hacking skill that can hear the melody of other people's souls, but Youzi and Wushi... Cough, then she really doesn't know.

With a few of their reliable attendants to accompany her, Ren Jian felt very at ease.

So the only thing she can do now is to stay in the village honestly, not to hinder the ghost soldiers, nor to hinder herself.

The passage of time is miraculous and miraculous, and it is not miraculous if it is not miraculous.It can make everything wrong, but it has almost no effect on this village,

Here is as peaceful as ever, as quiet as ever, as lonely as snow.

Many years have passed, and she is still the same as a long time ago, in a world without men, living the days of being urged to marry every day.

It's a horrible thing to loop back and forth.

"I'm living a good life now," the woman finally smiled slowly, "so teacher, you don't have to worry at all."

After speaking, he bowed respectfully towards the tombstone, then turned and left.

The wind in April is still gentle, caressing the face, bringing a little coolness.

The footsteps are still the very familiar path. Compared with when I came here, I feel a little more friendly in my eyes.

She suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of relief, and all her previous troubles disappeared at this moment, as if nothing had happened.

I even want to hum a little song, even though my singing voice is not very beautiful.

It was at this time that a group of children suddenly appeared, and accompanied by noisy voices, they galloped all the way.

Lianjian was startled, and unknowingly speeded up to meet them.

The last time there was such a big battle, it was when there were conflicts among the students, and it seemed that they were about to fight.

She pulled one on the left and one pair on the right, and her mouth was almost smoking with persuasive words, but there was still no effect.

Turning from embarrassment into anger, he condensed all his life's knowledge into a few fists, and only then did he successfully stop a riot.

Since then, as long as the teacher starts to exercise his muscles and bones, even the most rambunctious bastard will automatically silence his voice, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood.

As the distance kept getting closer, Hasumi finally breathed a sigh of relief—the children laughed one by one like flowers, and they didn't look like they were having a conflict at all.

In the next second, the students crowded her into the center, and the surrounding area was sealed tightly, chattering almost to the point of shaking the sky.

The sentence "teacher" on the left and the sentence "man" on the right were all mixed together. Not long after, the fairly good hearing officially announced the strike.

"Quiet, quiet, don't make any noise!"

She had no choice but to put on the majesty of a teacher immediately, "Who is going to tell me what happened just now?"

"Get out of the way, let me tell you!"

Taro volunteered to squeeze forward desperately, with a cheerful expression as if he hadn't been reprimanded by his mother at all a few days ago.

"Teacher Mi Yin, the whole village finally doesn't have to worry about you being too old to get married."

Nonsense, I am obviously young, how old is it?

She grinned her teeth for a while, and finally decided not to argue with such a brat: "What? Is Taro planning to marry the teacher when he grows up?"

"No, no," the boy shook his head hastily, and then opened the corners of his mouth happily, "A handsome man came from outside the village, and he asked for you by name!"

The author has something to say:

Since the end of the main text, there is still a modern version of daily life, why suddenly there is a feeling of a girl living herself as Songyang...

As for who the man who came to find the girl is, whether the ending of this article is he or be, it all depends on the mood of the official papa.

Tired from work, no wifi in the dormitory, crying to death.