[Comprehensive] The best assist

I chased towards Sakata Gintoki, and didn't think about the problem that he doesn't know me yet, the action of the body before the brain became very natural.And when I really thought about this issue and was too timid to grab the snow-white robe in front of me—yes, I was already close to him.

I run so fast.

However, the cruelty of this world is not within the range of your predictions. As soon as the guy in the tucked-in dress turned his head, I knew that things were going to be serious—this guy is not Sakata Gintoki at all!Ah...that's right, it's not writing a novel, so it's not so easy to meet the protagonist, but at the time I saw something white like a military uniform and subconsciously thought it was Sakata Yinshi, but I didn't expect this person to pretend The tortoise is green, and if it is Sakata Gintoki, it must be all white.

I hurriedly withdrew my hand, pressed my jaw towards the other party apologetically, and turned to leave, but suddenly two people came out from the side. They were obviously wearing the same style, both of them were barbarians?I looked up suspiciously at the person blocking the way and quickly lowered my head. You must know that serious girls in Japan at this time are not allowed to talk to strange men casually.So he moved to the side and wanted to bypass them and leave here, but was blocked again.

...Well, I think I encountered the so-called molesting incident.

"I've never seen this before, dressed like this, hey, are you a wandering girl who wants to run away?" said the guy closest to me.

...But I have no fear of gay men who look younger than me.

"No, I'm here to deliver medicine." I didn't bother to put on any more, and looked up at him: "Then, hasn't anyone told you about the sticky booger in the middle of your forehead for so long?"

"You're not very popular..."

"What kind of conclusion does this guy draw?

Free and easy fisherman!I am a mole! "He said angrily and stretched out his hand to grab my wrist, and pulled me over vigorously: "How dare you look at a man directly like this, I don't think you are a girl from an ordinary family at all, come with me to see your husband. "

Although he didn't look very old, he was a man after all. The rough calluses and scar-like touch on the palm of his hand showed that this man might have participated in several wars.I've heard someone say that those who have been on the battlefield will never leave that battlefield again.I pulled back with all my strength but failed to pull myself back. Instead, I pulled my wrist until it was hot and painful.

"Hey, if people say it's not, then it's not. Why make things difficult for girls."

When I was in a stalemate with Mole, a voice suddenly came in. Although the voice was more immature, as a qualified vocalist and an unconditional fan of Sakata Gintoki, I would never admit it—— This is the real White Yaksha!

...The other party is even wearing snow-white bijia.

"It's you……"

The grip on my wrist loosened a lot, in order to take the opportunity to retract the claws.Being very close to the "black mole", I can clearly see the expression on his face that is mixed with complex emotions - neither is it pure fear, nor is it pure admiration, nor is it a simple combination of the two. The guy looked at Gintoki Sakata with a complex expression that made my face ache for him.

However, the other two also looked at him with the same expressions.

Sakata Gintoki seemed to be used to this kind of look, and glanced at me with listless dead fish eyes hanging from the corners of his eyes, and what he said was a bit of a sigh: "There are too many big sisters with beautiful breasts here, why are you staring at one?" Bean sprouts, let's go."

After saying this, he left without looking back.

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gone……

Hello!This is different from what you said!Isn't it a show about the hero saving the beauty? !I almost guessed the beginning but couldn't guess the ending, Sakata Gintoki, you little bastard, you can't forget why you dislike my figure no matter what!I had mixed feelings in my heart, and forgot to pick up the basket on the ground for a while.

"Don't look, Bai Yasha doesn't like a yellow-haired girl like you."

Mole, who was still fighting with me before, sneered when he passed by me, and I quickly asked him, "Shiraiyasha?" So, Sakata Gintoki has already become famous?Damn it, I missed it... This piece of history that Mr. Sorachi never wrote about, the history of the advent of White Yaksha, which was fired [-] times by TV!I actually missed it!

"Aren't you an admirer of White Yasha? Looking at your nympho, it's almost overflowing from your eyes."

... my day.

I blushed and lowered my head, forgetting to refute Mole's words, picked up the basket that fell on the ground, turned and walked back.

"Hey! Don't be sad, Bai Yasha doesn't like you, I can reluctantly accept you!"

I threw the basket in my hand on his face and turned and ran.

But it pissed me off, it’s okay to finally meet someone I’ve been parting from for a long time, and it’s okay to be treated as his little fan girl, but I have to be taught a lesson about her body like bean sprouts!Can this be blamed on me? Can you blame me for eating bran and swallowing vegetables and doing rough work since time travel? !I ran back and hugged Luther who had just unloaded the car and cried loudly, startling him.

"What's going on here?"

Holding back a bag of tears, I shook my head and only urged him to go home quickly.

Things in the world are always so unsatisfactory. For example, I imagined that when I met again, I wanted to say to Sakata Gintoki with a cool smile, "I stepped on colorful clouds to marry you as promised", for example, I thought When I saw Gintoki Sakata again, even if he was several years younger, I would still have a chance to strike up a conversation... Just look at the situation of the "reunion" in a few days, although he helped me out, He said something like a joke on his mouth, but there was a completely strange look in his eyes.

...But that face was smiling softly at me not long ago.

This kind of gap is really unacceptable. Under such circumstances, how can I have the cheek to rush up and ask him why he came to visit the kiln?It turns out that "like a stranger" is not just a word.

I forgot how I got out of Yoshiwara. I followed Luther all the way back. Aunt Kido greeted me. For the first time, she asked me to go to work without seeing me at first sight. Instead, she grabbed Luther and asked your sister to be killed The bully cried and you just came back with all your beard and tail?

I was moved and threw myself into her arms and cried.

Luther twitched the corner of his mouth with an expression on his knees: "Who can bully her! I really don't know, and she won't tell me if I ask her. I don't see anything wrong..."

Although Aunt Kido is quite fierce and has obvious patriarchal feelings, she is good to me.When I finally finished venting my grievances, I couldn't explain it to Aunt Kido, so I could only choke and say I was hungry.Aunt Kido didn't ask any more questions, but gave a death order not to allow me to go out with Luther to deliver goods.

After dinner, I pestered Luther to bring me meat buns and came out to start a small stove. He called me a pig with an ugly face. Get rid of this kind of title, otherwise how can you seduce... Uh, how can you meet Sakata Gintoki?

"If you want Roujiamo, you can tell me what's wrong with you first."

I turned my head and didn't want to talk to Luther: "This is a girl's secret, okay? Don't think that we have been in the same room and really regard ourselves as my little sister. Do you still remember that you are my brother?"

There were blue veins on Luther's forehead that twitched twice: "Then you don't want Roujiamo."

"Then let me tell you that you have to feed me pig's trotters with sauce."

Luther turned his back on me and said, "I don't like to talk."

I lay on my back on the bed, and after a long silence, I touched Liao Yuwu's chest a few times with my palms, and then sighed faintly: "Today in Yoshihara, I met Sakata Gintoki."

There was no movement on Luther's side. We just lay there in the dark, speechless. When I thought he was about to fall asleep, Luther grinned through his teeth in a tone that he couldn't hold back his laughter but still couldn't understand. Er squeezed out a sentence: "So you found out that he went to whoring? The heart of the prostitute girl was severely injured, so you ran back crying?"

"That's right!" I subconsciously refuted him, but thinking about the real reason seemed to be more embarrassing than Luther's explanation, I swallowed my words and cut off my words.

"What's the big deal for me... Don't take it to heart, men are like this." Luther said with the tone of someone who had experienced it.

I took the Roujiamo he handed over with a stiff face and took a bite, as if I was biting his hateful face: "If you worry about me so much, you might as well worry about yourself. Why does this Roujiamo taste so bad?" It's unpalatable, it tastes like chewing wax

fox girl. "

"Well, if you're hungry, you'll feel delicious today." Luther dismissed the topic lightly.

Six or seven o'clock in the evening is the time for people in the village to go to bed, especially people like Kido who can't even bear to light a lamp. They wish they could go to bed at sunset so as to save money on lamp oil.I've been here for a long time, and I'm getting familiar with the routine here, but tonight I can't sleep no matter what.Luther couldn't sleep because of my tossing and turning, so he stretched out a foot and kicked my ass.

"Do you want me to knock you unconscious?"

"I just want to forget something, and I won't remember it unless you remind me." I jumped up from the bed and sat in the dark with my eyes shining brightly: "Sakata Yinshi doesn't know me now, but It doesn't make sense for me to let him go whoring freely here."

"What do you want..." Luther lowered his voice vigilantly: "I've said it all, men are like this, so don't make any fools come out."

I sneered and got out of bed.

"Hey! Where are you going!"

"Catch rape." I opened the door, and the night wind blew in, blowing my hair from behind: ""Gintama" is a positive, sunny and healthy animation, but it can't just be aired because The protagonist will be blocked if he dies, and I am going to save Sakata Gintoki."

"Come back! Do you want Aunt Kido to block you first?!"

I looked back at Luther, and walked out the door tragically: "The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return..."

"..." Luther was almost mad at me.

If you want to talk about how you can remember such a complicated path as a road idiot, and you can find Yoshiwara, the city that never sleeps, in the dark - that is of course the power of love.The night in Yoshiwara is more lively than the daytime. Inside the vermilion wooden fence, the sisters of Younu wear heavy makeup, and the big red lanterns are blown to and fro by the night wind, softening their makeup.

I leaned against the wooden fence and asked a drunk guy, "Is there a barbarian passing by tonight?"

Here, no one cares where you come from, and no one asks who you are, how many things you can ask, or useful things, it all depends on your ability.

"Ha, I don't know." He staggered away with his arms around the Younv's slender waist wrapped in silk.

I asked a man dressed as a warrior: "Is there a barbarian passing by tonight?"

The down-and-out samurai gave me a drunken and confused look, and showed a tragic and proud smile. He didn't answer, but said a sentence that didn't fit the topic: "This is not a place for children to come."

I was wearing Luther's clothes and combed my hair. He probably regarded me as a boy: "I heard about Lord White Yasha, and I want to go with him and serve the country."

The samurai shook his head and pointed to a window above his head that was still lit: "Look, that's the room of ghosts and gods."

Ghosts... Thinking of the face when I saw Sakata Gin during the day, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, that is really a young ghost.Sakata Gintoki, since he exposed his strength, he has lived in such eyes every day, facing a pair of admiration and fear mixed with unknown feelings like "black mole" every day. The face of the former companion who wants to cramp, I hope his spirit is still normal.

Thinking of this, I rushed towards the room angrily.