[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

40 minutes later, Songyang followed the two teenagers to eat takoyaki in the shopping street.

"Eat as much as you want! You won't be unhappy when you're full!" ← Kenya Ninzuzu, whose thinking is super simple and rude.

Just in time for the summer festival, the streets are full of people wearing kimonos and holding round fans. The kimonos on Songyang's body are not too shabby, but they are not too eye-catching.

As the older brother, Ninja Yushi was more thoughtful, and whispered to his younger brother: "If you are really a person who has been imprisoned, has he committed something?"

"No, I don't know... But he seems like a really nice guy, a little silly."

... No, the stupid one is you.

Ninja Yushi, who underestimated Matsuyo's slender body, held the mentality that the other party might be a fraudster at worst, and treated this gentle stranger as friendly as possible while keeping a distance.

"Thank you for the hospitality. I really can't eat any more." Songyang clasped his hands together and thanked him.

He has no money at all. Although the young people in Kansai are super enthusiastic, it always makes them spend money like this, and I always feel very embarrassed.

"Also, I still have some things..."

He was in a hurry to kill himself.

Ninja Yushi: "Isn't it rushing to commit suicide?"

Songyang: ...

Ren Zuqian was also anxious: "Yeah, why are you so stubborn! Let's go and drink! Get drunk and relieve your worries!"

Song Yang shook his head in disapproval, and blurted out: "Underagers are not allowed to drink alcohol."

That admonishing tone and posture was too familiar, Yushi Shinozu immediately said: "Mr. Yoshida was once a teacher? Speaking of which, he mentioned students before."

"Well...probably so."

"Which area school did you teach in? Do you have any familiar friends or relatives? We can help you get in touch."

Dumbfounded by the glowing eyes of the two teenagers, Songyang lowered his head and took a sip of tea helplessly.Is this true, are all the people of Osaka so enthusiastic?It made him unable to even say the words "Really don't worry about me".

In the end, Brother Ninja introduced him to the owner of a bookstore, saying that it could be his temporary place to stay.

"The store manager is very nice, don't worry!" Shinozu Ken also said.

Songyang's gentle temperament determines that it is difficult for him to refuse other people's kindness, and he is also very worried about causing trouble to others.

He obediently lived in the small Japanese room on the second floor of the bookstore.

Even though he wanted to hang himself in the room at night, but thinking that if this body could not be resurrected from the dead, it would be very troublesome for the boss to clean up the body, so he had to try to sneak out and jump into a river or something.

As a result, the owner of the bookstore was sleeping inside the door of the bookstore, so Songyang had no choice but to retreat quietly.

How are Gintoki, Jinsuke and Kotaro doing now?

Oboro that child...

There was always something in his heart. On the first night in the new world, Songyang didn't sleep very well.

The boss gave him a change of uniform.Songyang bit his hair tie and tied his long hair into a single ponytail. He put on a simple white shirt and black trousers, with the cuffs of the shirt rolled up to his arms. He looked more or less like a neat modern man.

When tidying up the bookshelves, the sports area was full of tennis magazines, so he didn't pay much attention.

The disc rental area was full of tennis teaching discs, and the corners of his eyes began to twitch wildly.

The comic section was also full of tennis comics, he couldn't help it.

"Mr. Murakami, um, don't we have juvenile jumps in our store?"

""Jump" is available, it's the one with you."

Songyang flipped through a book of juvenile jump, flipping from the catalog to the end of the page, seeing tennis rackets and tennis balls everywhere.

Go back to the catalog and read line by line. The comics included are "Tennis Ninja", "The King of Tennis", "Soul of the Ball", "Tennis Deacon", "Famous Tennis Knockman"...

Songyang slammed the book shut and covered his face in front of the bookshelf.

……Eh?What?Did he fall into some tennis hole?He is a die-hard Hanshin fan!I also want to say that I went to Koshien to watch a baseball game with my students in my lifetime! (.)

And in the article "Ball Soul", the protagonist's mysterious familiarity is why...!How could there be a character like picking his nose while playing tennis? !Is the curious setting of the tennis coach whose head was chopped off by the racket really suitable for Sunshine Health Sports? !

The shop door jingled.

"Morning! Mr. Yoshida looks much more energetic today."

Shinobu-ken also jumped in like a small animal.Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Songyang frowned: "Morning. My hair is curled up."

Qian Ye let out a groan, and was busy doing his hair in front of the glass window of the bookstore.

Brother Ninjazu got excited all night after returning home yesterday.After all, he was still a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and the merit of saving a life by committing a personal risk was enough to make them excited for a long time.

The two brothers also agreed not to talk about what happened yesterday, so as not to disturb Songyang.

...I really am an amazing silent hero! !

Ren Zuqian, who was moved to tears by himself, also sent dozens of emoji tweets, and was collectively blocked by the people of Sitianbao Temple——

The sudden swiping of the screen is really annoying!

Ninja Yushi, who ran in with his younger brother, lay behind the bookshelf, took a picture of Matsuyo with his mobile phone on silent, and quietly passed it to Keigo Atobe.

My best friend!The style of painting is not compatible with this kind of slot, if you have super insight, you will definitely agree with me!

It is estimated that Keigo Atobe had just finished his morning exercise. Not long after the photo was sent, the old man called directly.

"Renzu," the lazy voice on the phone sounded somewhat mysterious, "Although I had expected it, I didn't expect this day to come so soon...Have you finally fallen into the secret of taking pictures of men?"

Ninja Yuuji: ...No!I don't!

"Hey, isn't it, even Atobe doesn't think there's anything wrong?"

"Ah?" The voice was a little further away, probably looking at the photo carefully, Yushi Ninzu could completely imagine the insight gesture of squeezing the Jingming acupoint on the opposite side, "It's just an ordinary long-haired man."

"What's wrong?"

Yushi Ninata was about to answer, but belatedly realized that the voice was coming from above his head.

Song Yang cleaned up the top row of old magazines on the bookshelf, and was lying on the top of the bookshelf, looking at his mobile phone screen with a smile.

"That," pointing at the photo secretly taken by the other party, "it should be me, right?"

"Oh no……"

"Which one is not me? Why did Ninzu-kun take a picture of me?"

I am most afraid of the sudden embarrassment of the atmosphere.

Kansai Wolf, who has a deep understanding of human relationships and sophistication because of moving several times, will never say "because your style of painting is wrong!" Such slightly ky words, and finally resolutely choose to betray his friends:

"The head of our tennis department wants to grow long hair recently, and asked me to find a reference for him. If you don't pay attention..."

"When did my uncle say this? Renzu? Hello? Do you dare to hang up on my phone and try?! If you have the guts next semester, don't call back—"

Hanging up the phone and stuffing it in his trouser pocket, Yushi Ninzu returned the same perfect smile to the guy hanging on the top of the bookshelf, with a hint of stiffness in the smile.

...Next semester... Do you want to transfer to another school...

After a few days of good performance in the bookstore, Brother Renzu finally thought that he had changed his mind and decided to live on, and no longer came to check the post every day.

Songyang set the alarm clock for 5:[-] in the morning, and with a piece of red bean bread in his mouth, he excitedly prepared to jump into the river.

Goodbye, this tennis-like black hole world.

Although everyone is a very gentle person, but as a Hanshin fan, he still wants to return to the original world with baseball and Koshien (.)

Thanking the kind bookstore owner and Brother Renzu in his heart, Songyang swallowed the last bite of bread and walked into the river slowly.

... After 20 minutes, he lay down on the river bank and vomited out all the red bean bread he had just eaten.

"This gentleman, you really—!"

The policeman who picked him up as a floating corpse was frightened to death, and couldn't help suspecting that the breathless state just touched a dummy.

"In short, it is absolutely impossible to leave you alone. Call your friends quickly and let them come to the police station to pick you up!"

Songyang was drenched, hungry and depressed, lying on the small table in the police station, listening to the policemen babbling about the meaning of life.

It feels like I'm back to the wandering time before I picked up the silver, walking around in unfamiliar lands alone, committing suicide or something.

"...Although my wife also ran away with others, and my only son knows how to fight and gamble outside all day long, and this area is very difficult to manage, maybe one day my life will be gone. But there are still many things in life that are worthy of our nostalgia Things! For example..."

The only information he knew was that as long as he was on Earth, his dragon vein physique would still be effective.But just reaching the state of letting the body die, there is no way to return to the original world line.

"...For example...Ah? For example..."

Seeing that Mr. Pianjing was about to find a rope to hang himself, Songyang grabbed him quickly: "For example, you saved my life. Mr. Policeman is really the patron saint of this area. No matter how painful and sad memories are, for the sake of The past obliterates the happiness that may come in the future, and I don’t feel a little regretful—”

"When you persuade others, you speak nicely, but in the end you don't do it at all!"

Shinobu Ken also stood with his hips akimbo at the gate of the jurisdiction booth, the expression on his face: super fierce!

He obviously just sent a text message to the bookstore owner, asking him to quietly come to the police station to pick him up when he is free, but the other party directly called two young men who are full of vigor.

Songyang lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "It's really a misunderstanding, it's really just a momentary mistake—"

"How do you slip from your room to the river at 5 in the morning, Mr. Yoshida?"

Ninzu Yushi looked indifferent, but Ninzu Ken also knew that his brother was really angry.

"We may be too young to understand how heavy an adult's burden is, but I'm sorry, we just happen to be the type of people who can't just leave it alone when we see others begging to die.

"So no matter whether Mr. Yoshida thinks 'It's so annoying!', or 'Why do you care about people's life and death?', since we met Mr. Yoshida, we will take care of this matter to the end."

Songyang was stunned for a while, the corners of his lips curled up softly, and a soft smile melted on his face.

Shinozu Kenya: "It's useless to laugh! You can't use the same move twice against a saint!"

...that's true.

Sure enough, he is a sports boy, born with a sunny and healthy energy.