[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

"..."

Takasugi's Dogeza posture is very standard.

With his head close to the ground, he heard the sound of the other party getting dressed quickly under the quilt.After tidying up, the air was still for a moment, and he heard Songyang's faint voice: "I'll wait for your explanation."

Takasugi looked up at him.Just listening to this sentence seems to be very queenly, and so is the gesture of folding her arms.

——But the corners of the eyes are still red, and the soft and cute feeling in the ending voice cannot be concealed.

Seeing him take a deep look at himself, Songyang lowered his head again, as if he was so guilty that even his shoulders trembled.

He felt a little guilty.

...Is the tone too fierce?

Come to think of it, although his students often go on a day trip to the center of the earth, he never seems to be really angry with them.The three of them are precocious and sensible children. Even in the most rebellious adolescence, they have never seriously slammed doors and quarreled.

However, there was still a swollen feeling in his right chest that had been rubbed and rubbed; and even though he was dazed by the effects of the medicine at that time, the man deliberately blocked the exit several times during the period, trying to force him to stand up and beg for mercy. Little moves, he remembers them clearly——

Songyang stammered and cleared his throat.In short, all in all, both are adult males, this is definitely beyond the scope of "wanting to help the teacher relieve the medicine"!

When the man spoke, his voice was hoarse and deep.

"I'm very sorry. Seeing that the teacher seemed very uncomfortable, I really couldn't bear to leave the teacher alone, and I didn't want to wake the teacher up, so I did something that was out of courtesy."

His voice trembled with extreme guilt.

"Because it is a new type of drug developed by heaven and man, the students are not at ease, so they tried it on themselves beforehand. But they didn't expect the side effects to be so severe. Halfway through, they found that they gradually lost control of themselves. This move...! As a student, this is an unforgivable crime, I—"

Takasugi gritted his teeth.Without warning, he straightened up, raised his hand to draw the wakizaru next to the pillow, and the silver light of the knife lit up the dim cabin with a "swish--".

"Jinsuke, wait a minute—!"

Songyang cried out, and grabbed the man's hand that was mercilessly stabbing his abdomen.Songyang's left wrist was numb after recovering some strength, and the purple-haired student didn't stop until the last moment.

...There is no need to make a fuss, right? !

Songyang carefully disarmed, pulled away the torn clothes, and carefully inspected the student's wounds.Fortunately, the tip of the knife barely scratched a layer of flesh, and a little blood oozes out.He sighed and wiped away the trace of blood with his fingertips, but he touched an even scarier scar.

This was an extremely cruel cut that cut almost half of the abdominal cavity.The hideous scar started from the man's abdomen, and went all the way from the side of the waist to the back of the waist at the same position.Songyang frowned tightly, lowered his eyes and touched the scar carefully, and then withdrew his hand tremblingly.

Takasugi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Stop making trouble." Songyang put his hands back into his sleeves helplessly, "There is no one who would die or live for such a thing."

"If there is a gap between the teacher and me, I might as well die—"

"Nonsense."

Since there was a reason for the incident and the explanation was clear, Songyang was not willing to blame him anymore.It's just that this guy seemed to be in good spirits, when he went back to sleep, he saw Gaoshan sitting at the door of the cabin far away with a knife in his arms, with a coat draped over his shoulders, and he looked like he planned to sit by the door all night.

"...Jinsuke?"

"Yes."

Although the man responded very quickly, his eyes flickered slightly as he looked over, as if he was still worried that Songyang would hold grudges.

"Aren't you coming back to sleep?"

"It's not polite."

Even the flickering eyes were taken back.

Songyang turned over helplessly again.Although he knew that this student came from an extremely strict samurai family, he did not expect to be so rigid.Not ruling out the possibility of being sullen, Songyang quietly walked over apologetically, and knelt down beside the man.

"Then, teacher, please apologize to Jinzhu, okay?" Songyang poked his head carefully in front of him, "Jinzhu was doing it for my own good, but I wrongly blamed Jinzhu. Will Jinzhu accept my apology? "

"I'm not angry with my teacher, I'm just angry with myself."

"Do you want the teacher to sleep at the door too?"

In the end, he brought the reluctant purple-haired student back.After being made such a fuss, Songyang rubbed against the pillow with a headache, as if it was difficult to regain sleep.The top of the head and temples were gently massaged for a while, Songyang opened his eyes, and saw Gao Shan suddenly froze.The purple-haired student was only wearing a thin layer of underwear, lying on the side of his bed in fear.

"Come in."

He rolled the other party in with the quilt dumbfounded.Although they shared the same bed again, the man's movements this time were extremely regular, and the massage really made him very comfortable.He said goodnight softly, and closed his eyes again drowsily.

Takasugi slowly stopped pressing with his fingertips.

The light-colored long hair was softly wrapped around his fingertips, and the touch was as warm as his own, which made him a little bit fond of it.

He already knew all the ins and outs from Oboro, about Xu, about Songyang, about Tianzhaoyuan Naraku and Tiandaozhong.

At this moment, the former head of Tianzhaoyuan, who had served as the head of the country's highest assassination agency and murderous, was lying docilely in his arms, with his forehead lightly pressed against his chest, showing a defenseless sleeping face.

When I was in the village school, it was basically impossible for a thief to step into the area of ​​the village school.Even when Songyang was in a deep sleep, the vigilance he had experienced for a long time could make him turn his back on the knife in an instant, and then wander around to find trouble with the hapless thief.But when such a person sleeps with them, it is more difficult to pull him up in winter than a child.

Of course Takasugi knew why.Like other students, he has long been put into the softest part of Songyang's heart.Songyang pampered them with pampering and illuminated them with tenderness, just like treating some of the most rare treasures, hoping to hold the happiness of the whole world in front of them.

This did give him the capital to be confident.

——but the turmoil in his heart never calmed down, and instead made him feel even hungrier.

The man lowered his head, as if he wanted to kiss the other's lips, which were close at hand, but he didn't press them recklessly.He just kissed the air in front of the other's lips very tenderly, and the corners of his cold mouth slightly curled up.

(thanks for treatment.)

Just by repeatedly recalling the gorgeous expression of the teacher's orgasm, the hungry and aching stomach can be temporarily relieved.But fullness and desire, this little sense of satisfaction, instead breeds more dark desires.

The teacher is such a gentle and calm, wonderful person.

——wanted to tear up that layer of calm completely.

I want the teacher to show a more disqualified posture, I want him to be completely tortured by the pleasure, so that the white legs are convulsed and unable to move, and the thin white hands that have gently stroked his hair in childhood are hysterical. Scratching the bloody marks on his back.

——Starting from the touch, from the inside to the outside, from the body to the soul, it is full of his own imprint...

The single green pupil shone slightly in the dark like a patiently lurking beast.

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As a passenger on the ghost soldier's ship, Song Yang was very careful not to cross the boundary of Takasugi's affairs, and usually stayed in the bilge as much as possible.

He vaguely guessed that the purple-haired student had also devoted himself to the cause of fighting the barbarians, and that he followed the same path as Gui, who did everything but fight against the barbarians, but still insisted on calling himself a hero of fighting against the barbarians, but it seemed that he was playing bigger than Gui.As long as Takasugi is sincerely interested in this, as a teacher, he should not interfere too much.

It's just that there are no windows in the bottom cabin, and sometimes I feel a little stuffy and want to come up to get some air.Song Yang came up from the bottom cabin quietly, but found that all the cabin windows on the first floor were closed tightly.

He found the button to open the cabin window, and as soon as he pressed it with his fingertips, his eyes were quickly covered by the man behind him.

"Jin Zhu?" He laughed, and stood there gently, "What's wrong?"

The man's voice was soft: "This side is facing the sun. Teacher, do you want to see the starry sky? You need to change the direction."

Takasugi closed the cabin window again, picked him up as usual, and walked up the stairs.Songyang hugged his shoulders in a bit of embarrassment, wondering if he should let him go by himself.In fact, during these days, his body has improved a lot. Apart from the ability to regenerate the dragon veins, he can punch piles with his left hand alone.

Takasugi carried him to the other side of the third floor of the ship, pressed a button, half of the zenith slowly opened, and through the thick transparent wall, Songyang saw the vast nebula in the sky.

"I didn't think carefully. Is the teacher going to move here? The viewing effect here is the best."

"No, I'm just walking around."

Takasugi seems to have become busy recently, probably because he is getting closer to the earth and has to agree on the next plan to exterminate the barbarians.Songyang often saw him frowning, listening to his subordinates in thought.

"Teacher, I'm going to leave the ghost soldier's ship for a while. There may be some random people on board. Can the teacher wait here quietly for me to come back?"

Gao Shan squatted in front of him, speaking to him softly.

"In case of any accident, Youzi and Wanqi will notify me immediately, and then protect the teacher here."

Song Yang tilted his head, and sure enough, he saw two people behind Gao Shan.He saw Wan Qi often, and the blond woman called Youzi seemed to be here for the first time. Seeing Songyang looking at him, she hurriedly saluted him with her legs together.

"This is Jin Zhu's capable subordinate, right?" Songyang was a little puzzled, "Wouldn't it be better to let them protect Jin Zhu? You, do you regard your teacher as glass and porcelain?"

Gao Shan smiled softly, and finally said seriously: "I don't dare to doubt the strength of the teacher. But now the teacher will not recover quickly from any injuries. In my eyes, the teacher is indeed as easy as glass and porcelain." broken."

Youzi didn't know it, but Wan Qi showed a sour expression again.

In any case, Takasugi, who was going to another ship for a meeting, was in far more danger than himself, who was staying in the hold.At Songyang's insistence, Gaoshan took Wanqi away, leaving Youzi guarding the entrance of the bilge.

He was gone for several days.During this period, Songyang stayed in the room obediently to read and write, and occasionally listened to Youzi's theory of absolute worship of Takasugi, and lived a peaceful life.Until the afternoon of the third day, when he just stood up, his light green eyes flashed slightly.

"Come down again!"

Songyang yanked open the door of the cabin, and shouted at Youzi who was guarding the entrance leading to the bottom cabin.

Without his shouting, the blonde girl had already rolled down the stairs with a thud, the two guns with their barrels removed were still in her hands.Youzi rolled over and got up, quickly dropped the useless gun, and went to take out the communicator on his body.

"...Damn it! When—"

The communicator was crushed in half, only a few pitiful wires stood up.

"Yeah, yeah, don't report to Jin Zhu every now and then."

A clear and clear youthful voice sounded in the dark passage.Hearing the sound of footsteps on the stairs, it seemed that he was walking down very briskly.

The boy with blue eyes and orange-red hair, and the dangling hair on his head reminded Shoyang of the little girl Kagura beside Gintoki.Not only are they similar in appearance, but even the innocent smile in their eyes is exactly the same.

"excuse me--"

The young man raised his purple umbrella with a smile, and aimed his black muzzle at Songyang's face.

"I'm here to try the No. [-] machine~~"