[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

Edo's summer is no cooler than the cooler suburbs of Nagasu.Just after May, the private school had to install air-conditioning to prevent children from heat stroke in class.

"So, it's already very hot, why do you insist on clinging to me?"

"So, it's already so hot, why do you have to dress so tightly?"

The three of them who had just completed the cat-finding commission on a hot day and rushed to the private school to use the air conditioner immediately collapsed on the tatami as if they had been rescued.It didn't take long for the two minors to watch the silver-haired man paralyzed, and then began to touch the long-haired teacher again, showing contempt for the adult world in their eyes.

"Silver Sauce is the worst, Alu. Dad said that men who like to use hands and feet before marriage are the most unreliable, Alu. Boys will throw him over the shoulder as soon as they hold hands."

Songyang was still left with a layer of unlined clothing by this guy, and watched Yinshi dumbfoundedly as he balled up the feathers and threw them back.Yinshi was lying beside him lazily with Erlang's legs crossed: "The creatures that can be called daddies in the world are all those strange smelly old men who want to see their daughters get married but also want their daughters to be single for the rest of their lives. Speaking of which, like your dad Compared to that type, Ah Yin really doubts that your brother was created before marriage."

After the war, Master Xinghai Fang came to Earth to visit his precious daughter twice, and happened to see Song Yang who was keeping accounts in the Master House during the second time.Knowing that Xu had fought against this man before, Songyang hesitated a little, but still greeted him gently.

"Mr. Xinghai Fangzhu, is that right? I often hear Xiao Kagura mentioning you."

"...Wake up, get up!!!"

A laser beam shot out from the bald man's crotch suddenly, piercing through the roof of Wanshiwu.

Yinshi raised his knife and smashed the man's two penis, and there was a crisp sound of gold and stone colliding in his crotch.

"...I'm talking about you to other people's wives!!"

Adhering to the straightforward and rough nature of the Yetu clan, the master of Xinghaifang grabbed his shattered penis and said to Songyang expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, when I saw this face, I couldn't help but think of it on the battlefield." Horrible memories. The night rabbit is originally a fighting race whose crotch becomes tougher the stronger the fighting spirit—”

"Ayin understands the truth, but why does it sound so perverted?!"

"Also, it's probably also related to Altana's biological relationship, you have a subtle feeling of an insider—"

It was Kagura who hurt people this time.While yelling, "If you dare to move a little dirty continuation idea, I will call my brother to blow you up, Daddy!!" Sitting on the shoulder of Xinghai Fangzhu and slapping his head, Kagura showed Matsuyo a full picture of Yetu The ordinary daily life of the family (.), in this way, it seems reasonable for Mr. Rabbit to be so keen on fighting.

"By the way, Kamui heard that I'm coming to Earth, and asked me to bring you special products."

The tough Xinghai Fangzhu handed Songyang a box of hard jerky monster meat.Although it looked like he would die countless times if he ate it, Songyang was still very pleasantly surprised, his brows and eyes frowned, and he said: "I have a heart. Although Shenwei is more active, he is a gentle child after all."

The master of Xinghaifang twitched his eyebrows suddenly, and felt a dull pain in the broken arm.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room is just right, Songyang originally planned to read a book to pass the leisure time in the afternoon, but the colorful wind chimes made by the children outside the window jingle lightly, and the silver-haired man snored lightly on his lap, so lazy The scene really made him sleepy.

Such a good time.It's great to be with all of you.

Probably because the frequency of thinking like this has been high recently, and even Xu Xu, who comes back occasionally to see if there is a chance to make trouble, is not so easy to take the initiative.

(whispering sound.)

As always, he scoffed at Song Yang's happiness.But I don't know why, Xu still runs back one after another, as if there is anything in this world worthy of his uncle's nostalgia.

"teacher."

A deep male voice temporarily broke the silence of the room.Songyang raised his head, and saw Hao gently opened the door.

Oboro hadn't been able to rest quietly for a few days, but was poached by the young general, and took over the task of reorganizing Amaterasu-in Naraku into the new army of the shogunate.Songyang's original intention was that he didn't want Oboro to touch killing and blood again, but with Oboro's skills and status as a leader, it seemed a bit overkill for him to stay in the private school as an assistant.

"As long as it can protect things related to the teacher, I am willing to do anything."

That's why I chose Song Yang to persuade him when he was at home, the young general, who looks full of underwear, is actually a bit of a politician.Song Yang fanned the young general who was so hot that his bun was smoking, "Master General, you have already poached two of my students."

"Please don't call me General. As I said before, Matsuyo-san, who gave birth to me and held me in his arms when I was a child, is just like my mother!"

"...This sense of existence is a bit subtle..."

"Your disciples are not idle people, I am eager to recruit them, and I should feel ashamed—this kind of behavior is like a child who has left home and is still brazenly accepting breastfeeding by his mother. "

"...The meaning of this metaphor is really unclear..."

Oboro opened the door and let in a little girl with long blue hair.The little girl has no expression like Obscure, but the posture of kneeling down is very stiff, probably because the whole person is in a state of embarrassment.

"Hey, letter girl!"

Kagura, who was dozing on the ground, seemed to recognize her.

"The little girl is Nobuo Imai." The little girl unloaded the knife, touched the ground with her fingertips on the ground in front of her knees, and bowed to him, "Zeng Zeng Zeng received your teachings when I was young... "

Songyang touched his lips with his knuckles in surprise, and concentrated on recalling for a long time.Over there, Yinshi was laughing at the little junior sister who was so nervous that she stuttered, but she was stabbed into the chrysanthemum by the super long sword.

"I'm very sorry, because my head was hit by a car ("Didn't you say that you lost your memory because you were strangled last time when you hanged yourself!"), many memories in the past are not very clear." Songyang sincerely apologized, "Excuse me, letter Does the lady have a previous name? The current name does not have much memory..."

The seemingly speechless girl, who was unexpectedly nervous in front of her mentor, suddenly calmed down.

"That name has been decided not to be used anymore. From now on, I just want to live as your disciple, Imai Nobuo. Please... allow me to formally perform the ceremony of apprenticeship."

As a result, Xinnv became the first student among the several students to formally visit the teacher and enter the Songmen.In addition to red bean rice, soba noodles and Yakult, the special meals provided by the private school for children also include donuts as an afternoon dessert.

The midsummer evening wind blew through the wind chimes in the courtyard.Taking advantage of the heat and humidity in the air being blown away by the wind, Songyang sat on the corridor in the courtyard and took Little Xia Ling's kite and tinkered with it.The kite was trampled by the boy next door, and the little girl dragged the tattered kite, walked a few streets in the hot weather, and came to the private school to cry for the teacher.

"You are really...! Can you please?"

Yinshi ran over to see what he was doing, saw that Songyang had been pricked by a bamboo stick as expected, and couldn't help snatching the kite with super disgust.Songyang sat on the side and silently sucked his fingertips, watching the silver-haired man replace the broken bracket three times, and repaint the dirty cloth surface, and casually called out the little girl who was still crying. girl:

"Ah Yin counts to three, and if she cries any more, she'll piss on your kite."

"Wow, don't be perverted, Yin—"

The little girl held up the kite and wanted to fly it, but she was too short, and even though she tried her best to raise her hands, the kite still couldn't be lifted high.Songyang couldn't help smiling, and picked up Xiao Xialing, holding her up high.

"Pervert Ah Yin, run quickly."

"...Has the teacher ever taught you what to say when you need someone?! Ah?!"

Despite the chatter in his mouth, Gintoki still pulled the thread and ran for a certain distance, looking a little stupid.The kite flew higher and higher, and the line became longer and longer. Songyang supported the happy little girl with one hand, and adjusted the position of the kite line with the other. When he lowered his head by chance, he saw a silver-haired man holding a reel in his hand, standing in the shadow of the sunset. Shadow looked at him.

For a man who has gone through ups and downs and wars, the way he looks at himself is too quiet.

It's not a sad or happy expression, just watching quietly.It was as if at that moment, I had watched all my previous half of my life and the rest of my life.

Songyang returned a gentle smile, Yinshi immediately looked away, and pulled the kite string in his hand: "Songyang, why are you holding on to the string? You can't fly high like this!"

"Little Xia Ling also came to play with the teacher?"

Songyang was stunned for a moment, then turned around, and saw a man in a purple-backed gold butterfly kimono appearing in the corridor.Unlike Gintoki Kotaro, who was in Edo himself, it is not common to want to see Takasugi in a private school.The purple-haired student has unrestrainable ambition and sharpness. For this reason, he even ran out of money to go to the private school all day, "A man who spends all day in the gentle country is not good for him."

Although it doesn't appear often, every time he returns to the private school, the next few days will basically be his time to completely monopolize Songyang.

The governor of the ghost army has enough travel stories to attract the entire private school, and the shamisen skills that can catch Songyang for half a day, as well as completely undisguised thoughtfulness and gentleness.Every time Songyang couldn't help but want him to stay for a few more days, the man would lightly leave a sentence like "the next time we meet, I will ask the teacher for more" as if he had timed it right, and then Get away.

"Jin Zhu, why didn't you send me a letter when you came back?" Songyang was very happy, put down Xiao Xialing and walked to the corridor, "Look, I didn't even have time to prepare dinner—"

He stumbled.When he was pulling the kite string, his palm was entangled by the string, and now the silver-haired man holding the reel is reeling in the string as if nothing had happened, pulling him forcefully.

"Wait, your hands are bound..."

Songyang was distressed to untangle the messy thread.Yinshi acted as if he didn't hear it, and slowly tightened the reel, pulling Songyang over little by little.In the last afterglow of the clouds, he raised his dark red eyes and glanced casually at Takasugi.

The purple-haired man let out a very light sneer.He walked down the corridor in two steps, gently held Songyang's entangled hand, and said, "Teacher, be careful of being cut."

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The three adults and one child in the courtyard looked at the prime minister (self-proclaimed) squatting on the corridor with his mouth in a b-box with indescribable expressions.

Eunji: "...Why did b-box suddenly start at this point in time?"

Gui: "Ah, I always feel that a tense and dynamic bgm is needed here."

When Songyang tied up his sleeves and was laying vegetables on the table, he was surprised to see Gintoki and Takasugi playing chess on the tatami mat, looking peaceful again.While repairing the sliding door that was smashed by Gui, Xinnv sat beside the chessboard with her knees in her arms and looked at it. Songyang heard Yinshi and said slowly: "In this period, Ah Yin will not take the initiative to make a move."

Takasugi: "Thank you very much. I happen to be the type who advocates preemptive strikes."

Yin Shi: "But that's on the premise that you don't make a move. Anyone can, but you can't."

Seemingly having an extremely difficult tactical discussion, Songyang put down the dishes and hurried over to watch them play chess.

Bow your head, Ludo...

Takasugi raised his eyebrows slightly, as if confused, but also as if he thought it was amused.

"Why, you want to decide the outcome with me again?"

"It's because you're not deciding the outcome, so you're the only one who can't." Yinshi lazily rolled the dice, "A general who only knows how to occupy but doesn't know how to carry a burden may be able to win a battle, but when it comes to bringing happiness to people, Not even the little boys who pick up girls in elementary school."

Gao Shan held the chess piece and tossed it twice, as if he was thinking about something.

Songyang looked at the chessboard for a long time, and then at the believer who was looking at him with a donut in her mouth.Xinnv blinked at him, making him confused.

"What I want, I only know that it is the truth to strive for it with all my strength." Gao Shan said, "It is impossible for me to give way, even if it is a god."

Yinshi: "Ayin won't give in."

Takasugi: "Wait and see."

Lu, who was dragging Gui out of the sliding door, suddenly gave a low laugh in a very cold voice, and the two students who were playing chess shrank their heads and fell silent.He, the eldest disciple, seems to have a strange majesty among the disciples of the Songmen, probably because he is the creator of "Yoshida Songyang".

Song Yang raised his head, only to realize that he was the only one in the room looking at the chessboard seriously.

...What's the matter with this strange outsider feeling?

Heartbroken.After finally getting the students together, the students all had their own secret topics, and the teacher was pushed out alone.

Songyang got up slowly, said "It's time to eat" a little aggrieved, and walked out quietly by himself.Little Xia Ling, who was still flying a kite in the courtyard, looked at his back, hesitated for a long time, put away the reel and ran in.

"...Why does the teacher seem to be crying?"