[Gintama] Silent

Shinsuke Takasugi, the governor of the ghost army, likes to go shopping in the flower street. This is a well-known thing among the people with lofty ideals, and it is also a secret that is tacit to each other.

When they were bored, they liked to gossip about one or two of their affairs.

Men, when they are not yet married, they love to play in the colorful world outside.

What's more, he was a handsome young man with a lot of money. If he didn't make good use of the existing resources, it would be a waste and a waste to some extent.

It is also a good choice to go to drink flower wine occasionally to relax, and meet a girl who is pleasing to the eye to try something new.

Of course, these are just the speculations of the onlookers, and the protagonist at the center of the heated discussion has never responded to these rumors.

Rather, disdain to respond.

Flower Street is a bustling place full of fish and dragons. It is the best place to hide your identity and obtain the information you want.

Even after being followed secretly by Youzi many times, Takasugi still has no intention of stopping.

It is said that there is a well-known geisha sitting here, who is both talented and good-looking, and can speak well. She often coaxes the guests into smiles and praises.

He would like to see how likable the other party can be.

Facts have proved that their vision is indeed good.

It was a girl who seemed to be full of spirituality and very comfortable.

Just sitting on the stage dignifiedly and skillfully, skillfully playing the shamisen in his hand, with a little makeup, but more flavor than other geisha with heavy makeup.

Listening carefully, the tones she played and the poems she sang were a bit familiar, as if Duyi was written by him.

Takasugi suddenly felt that today's encounter was quite interesting, and unexpectedly met someone in Yoshiwara who he never thought he would meet again.

Hasami Yayin, the woman who had been in the same room with him many years ago.

No matter what kind of makeup the other party wears, what kind of hairstyle they have, or what kind of clothes they wear, I can recognize her at the first sight.

All the memories that had been blurred suddenly became clear at this moment.

The past that I thought I had forgotten, but when I met the other party, all of them came to life.

Many years ago, that woman saved herself who was seriously injured, cared for him meticulously, and even spared no effort to protect him in front of heaven and man.

Later, he left and returned, but never saw the former savior again.

That incident is too far away from now, Gao Sugi has already forgotten the mood at that time, but vaguely remembers that it seems to be full of regret and regret.

After all, he still implicated that unfortunate and innocent girl.

But now that he reunited with a person who was long believed to have ceased to exist, he suddenly didn't bother to explore his state of mind at this time.

Now he just wants to ignore all the people and things around him, and listen to the piece she played quietly.

In fact, Hasumi had noticed a person standing at the door early in the morning.

He lowered his head slightly, and the bamboo hat he was wearing almost covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

He just stood there speechless, as if listening to her singing quietly.

The man was wearing a deep purple delicate bathrobe with lifelike golden butterflies embroidered on it, as if he was about to flap his wings and fly into the air in the next second.

Even if you just stand there without making any other movements, you will faintly feel invisible pressure.

He was indeed a formidable character, she made a silent evaluation in her heart.

Then he stopped paying attention to that side, and An An lowered his head and played the shamisen in his hand with peace of mind.

After finishing the song, the man disappeared when he looked up again.

On the contrary, the owner of the store came over happily immediately, saying that someone wanted to see him.

Are there any guests?Could it be him?

Hasumi's hand holding the shamisen tightened, and then slowly let go.

However, this question didn't confuse her for too long. The one who wanted to see her was the man who stood at the door just now and listened to the song silently.

At this moment, he was sitting idly in the private room, still wearing a bamboo hat on his head, making it hard to see his real face.

As soon as she stepped into the house, she showed a sweet smile, picked up the jug on the table, and slowly poured wine into the two glasses.

Then he picked up one of the glasses and put on a toast gesture: "Please ask Mi Yin to toast you first, thank you for your love."

Not only did the other party not accept the wine glass he handed over, but instead let out a deep laugh, revealing a hint of playfulness.

"Miyin?"

He raised his hand and took off the bamboo hat he was wearing earlier, with a strange tone in his tone.

"It's been a long time. I thought you'd already rotted into mud in hell."

This sentence sounded inexplicable, but Hasumi's pupils dilated rapidly, full of disbelief: "You are... Takasugi?"

She calmed down instantly, and quickly expressed her strong dissatisfaction with what he said.

"Although I have been feeling sad all the time, but thanks to your blessing, I am living very well in this world."

Then he muttered silently at a volume that he could only hear.

"A smart and kind girl like me, even if she dies, she should go to the Paradise! How could she go to hell so easily?"

But the other party just let out a sneer after hearing this, took the wine glass in his hand and took a light sip.

After being silent for a long time, Ren Jian suddenly said something that made Renjian very sad-"You are still the same as you are".

In fact, she has been in the WTO for so many years, she has already learned how to observe words and feelings, and how to get the best of both worlds, and she is no longer the young girl who was not deeply involved in the world.

However, when I met an old friend I haven't seen for a long time today, I still subconsciously revealed my truest side.

If she is still the same, what about the man in front of her?

Even though the slightly longer bangs always covered his forehead and face, Hasumi could still see the white bandage covering his left eye through the hair.

The clothes on his body were exquisite and luxurious as always, but the way and style of wearing had a bohemian taste.

The slightly narrowed right eye is full of evil, and the smile on the corner of the mouth always has a hint of irony.

So young man, what kind of tragic and devastating things did you go through to make your whole personality collapse like this?

You give back my Takasugi Shinsuke who is taciturn, easy to bully, coquettish, arrogant and easy to overthrow!

Almost the moment the guest took off his bamboo hat, Hasumi recognized his true identity.

After all, the arrest warrants posted on the bulletin board are too conspicuous, and you can remember the contents after passing by a few times.

What's more, the portrait and surname on it are almost so clear that it makes me feel dazzling.

When she learned that the person she had rescued had changed from the barbarian faction to the downfall faction, and would one day become a well-known wanted criminal in Edo, she only felt a very subtle feeling in her heart, with mixed emotions that she couldn't explain clearly.

But Takasugi is really arrogant, even with such a reputation, he dares to hang out in Yoshihara in an open manner.

Should it be said that this guy is skilled and bold?Or are the group of policemen in the Shinsengumi negligent and incompetent?

The man in front of him never spoke again.

I didn't ask myself what happened in these years, and I didn't explore why she ended up here.

Just kept drinking the wine in the glass slowly, as if tasting some jade liquid.

Ren Jian was also happy to be at leisure, and kept filling the other party's glass, and finally started drinking by himself.

When eating and drinking with her in the past, she always tried her best to please the guests, and paid little attention to their taste.

Today seems to be the first time to taste it seriously.

To be honest, it’s not really an overly delicious wine.

Don't know why men always like to come here and drink one cup after another until they are very drunk and drunk.

The flagon bottomed out quickly, Renjian was already slightly drunk.

She stood up slowly, wanting to prepare another pot, but she heard a low voice from behind after walking a few steps: "Call your boss over here."

She turned her head in astonishment, but couldn't draw any useful information from his expression.

I could only nod my head and agree, and at the same time feel a little uneasy——

Is this expressing dissatisfaction with your service and attitude?I haven't seen him for many years, and it always feels like that man is becoming more and more difficult to understand.

The boss walks very fast.

She was wearing a cumbersome and heavy kimono, even if she ran, she couldn't catch up with the people in front of her.

In the end, he simply slowed down and walked leisurely in the narrow corridor.

The lights in the store were still as dim as ever, shining on the faces of passing geisha, reflecting an ambiguous and moving light.

From the private room not far away, there was a faint sound of laughter, even through the paper door, people outside could still hear it clearly.

When he was about to step into the house, Hasumi suddenly realized that the guest inside was talking with the boss, and it seemed inconvenient for him to go in and disturb him.

In the end, he decided to stand outside the door and wait for their conversation to end.

Intermittent words kept drifting into her ears, she just felt as if she was really drunk, and she couldn't quite understand these originally not complicated words.

However, for some reason, I really understood the last sentence Gao Sugi said.

Even if he didn't see the other party with his own eyes, Hasumi could still imagine his expression.

She thought, that must be a kind of self-confidence and complacency in strategizing.

Facing his boss, the man said, "I want this woman" without any haste.

There is no slight ups and downs in the tone, but it is mixed with strong no doubt.

Even after being filtered by the paper door, it didn't reduce the power of it one iota.People can't resist, but they don't want to resist.

It was probably at that moment that Renjian suddenly realized something.

It turned out that there was a reason why the girls in Huajie were looking forward to the arrival of this benefactor.

The author has something to say:

I don't know if I can buy a geisha. It is assumed that the governor had a deal with Yoshihara before, so it is easier to buy a girl.It doesn't matter much, so I didn't write it in detail.