[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

Are you satisfied with this?

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The time was just after the war ended.Once when Takasugi and Oboro entered the castle tower together, he saw Oboro bowed his head to the general and the vassals. In addition to introducing himself with "former Amaterasuin Naraku leader", he also had to add a sentence "also Yoshida Disciple of Songyang".

When these words were spoken, Oboro's blade-like eyes softened.It's like something that I've hoped for for a long time can finally be held in my hands in a fair and honest manner.

……that's it?

"Are you satisfied with this?"

The relationship between Takasugi and Oboro is actually not good.Originally, there was little interaction, and the two of them had a quiet personality, and when they saw each other, they would think of those tragic exchanges. Unless Songyang was present and could pretend to be brothers and sisters, otherwise, the two of them would basically be friends. When the other party is a stranger.

It's the same this time.When they left the castle tower side by side, Oboro was also indifferent to Takasugi's provocative question.

The governor of the ghost army turned his face away.He is really a rock-like guy, it's hard for Songyang to chip away at him bit by bit, revealing the soft inside.

Before Songyang quietly took Oboro back to the private school, Gui had called them for a small meeting.Like a worried monitor, he asked them if they had confidence in getting along well with Yu, and hoped that they would stop putting more pressure on the teacher.

The question was directed at Yin Shi, and he knew that the two people on the opposite side were most worried about him.

Takasugi snorted and let out a puff of smoke.Ever since he broke his cigarette rod, he could only take advantage of Songyang's absence to secretly relieve his cigarette addiction.

"Two idiots."

It can't be said that they can get along well, but they can understand each other to a certain extent.Struggling to die in the abyss, no matter how tall and straight a person is, he will be twisted and damaged by the darkness.Takeshi, who was in charge of delivering information to the Ghost Soldier, also told him that regarding Oboro's actions, "it seems to be logically clear, but emotionally unacceptable."

——What kind of logic can you talk about with someone who is already insane?

When people are dominated by negative emotions for too long, hostility will spread throughout the body like a virus.When holding Songyang's head back then, the only object the boy could find to vent was the whole world; Oboro, who was located in the dark dungeon of Naraku in Tenshoin, rushed straight to Songyang himself with his uncontrollable hostility.

Even though Songyang was buried with his own hands, Takasugi knew that at the last moment, Oboro's crazy and forbearing love remained undiminished.

There is only one category of emotional intensity that the brain can carry.If you love to the point where your nerves are burnt, and you don't even know how to love, you will really have hatred.

Hate yourself for being helpless, hate the world for being so cruel.There was a burning pain in the throat, and five fingers protruded from the narrow esophagus, painfully longing.

Yes.It is indeed in love.

—but hated him.

On a cold rainy night, gentle fingertips touched the black beast.He looked at Songyang's eyes under the warm light, they were so soft that it made one's heart ache.

"—Jinsuke, what happened?"

Song Yang took a closer look at his expression, but the shadow under the bamboo hat was too dark to see clearly.He touched the back of the opponent's hand tentatively, and the tentacles were cold.

"Anyway, come in first."

He pulled people into the house, and when he closed the door with a light touch, the cold wind and rain were kept out.Gao Shan didn't speak, and didn't look at him, Songyang thought he needed a buffer time, and didn't rush to ask.He took a soft towel and slowly wiped the man's hair and face, and went to the closet to find suitable clothes.

"Have you been to see him?"

The man's voice had an unnatural tightness.It was like being strangled by someone from behind.

who?Songyang was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the tear that shed in front of the students that day.He was a little embarrassed, but fortunately he was able to tell the truth to the students.

"Well, I've seen it."

"What kind of person is it?"

The thin rope at the throat is being slowly tightened.

"I still have no memory, but fortunately, the feeling still remains."

Songyang found the clean kimono he needed and shook it out in his hand.

"A man who seems calm and rational, but very, very gentle."

--Danger.

There was a sudden chill on the back.

The defense mechanism developed in hundreds of years of fighting was suddenly activated, but there was no one behind him except the docile purple-haired student.He slowly relaxed his muscles, took the kimono in his hands, and prepared to close the closet door.

The closet door did close with a loud thud.The spare textbooks neatly arranged on the top of the closet fell on top of the two of them due to the violent shaking of the closet.Songyang was firmly pressed against the cabinet door by the man, his arms were twisted behind him at an unnatural angle, and his legs were separated to an angle where it was difficult to exert force instantly.

Takasugi's body is cold, and so is his expression.He seemed to be looking at something indifferently.After confirming that this was a gesture that might imprison Songyang, he stretched out his head and kissed Songyang slowly and expressionlessly.

The kiss was very sensual at first.

During the not-so-short sluggish time in Songyang, the man slowly sucked the light-colored lips until they were moist and bright red, and then entangled his stiff tongue deeply.The intertwining of lips and tongue made a very provocative sound of water, and Takasugi would deliberately suck his wet lips like a kitten suckling, making a tsk-tsk sound that made the other person's scalp numb.

A few more textbooks fell off the top of the cabinet with a clatter.This is Gao Sugi pushing against Songyang's soft heels with his legs, causing him to reflexively try to move his legs back to hide, but bumped into the cabinet behind him unavoidably.

The man grabbed the wrists behind his back with one hand, and touched his waist all the way down with the other hand, touched the base of the opponent's thigh, and opened one of the opponent's legs.He didn't even allow Songyang to stand firm, he could only be forced to be caught between the cabinet and the man's hot body, and watched Songyang's waist trembling because he wanted to avoid it.

"……Well--"

His wonderful, soft lover, let out an irrepressible sound.

As an adult, the governor of the ghost army has a sensational skill far beyond Songyang's imagination.He is well versed in matters of love and moon, and knows how to invite others, and let the other party collapse on his bed halfway.He looked at it calmly, watching Song Yang's extremely charming frown slightly, watching Song Yang's eyebrows and eyes starting to become unusually gorgeous, and calculated the next flirting move.

The soft body that was firmly suppressed began to tense up.First, he pulled out the hands that were clamped behind his back, and then pushed his chin with his thin white palms, causing their intertwined lips and tongues to separate, and pulled out a thin silver thread.

His invitation was declined.

"I am to the teacher,"

The eyes, which were cold because of barely maintaining reason, began to ignite a real flame.It was all or nothing.

"—always with love."

It's love.

I have confirmed it over and over again, and it is indeed love.

However, what is the aggressive flame that sweeps everything?

——Is this enough?

Ask yourself, is he satisfied?

When he was picked up and pushed down beside the short table, Songyang's hands subconsciously grabbed the table legs of the short table, and as a result, the whole table was brought over.The elegant tea set and the fruit plate for the children to take by themselves slid down on the floor, and the gurgling tea flowed on the tatami, completely soaking the long light-colored hair scattered on the floor.

Takasugi's breath did not smell of alcohol at all.

That's the worst part - he's sober.

"—Jin Zhu, Jin Zhu, I understand! Let's calm down and talk—"

The second kiss lost all flirtation.The man almost invaded his lips with the force to swallow him whole, his throat was suppressed horizontally by Takasugi's arm, the slight suffocation made him open his mouth uncontrollably and was forced to accept a strong kiss.

"—What did the teacher understand?"

Whispering like a whisper, Takasugi pressed his throat with one hand, and firmly grasped the tatami next to his ear with the other.If Songyang turned his head to look at this moment, he would see that the fingertips of the man clasping the ground hard were covered with blood, it was the last trace of rationality that was struggling.

"What did the teacher understand? Huh?"

The overturned candlestick on the table was finally extinguished in the tea flowing all over the floor.For a moment, it seemed that they had returned to the dungeon of Amaterasu two years ago, and the two wrestled silently in a dark corner.The most docile student seems to have suddenly lost his mind. Apart from being completely caught off guard, the first thought in Song Yang's mind was "Fortunately, there is no space, otherwise Jin Zhu will definitely be killed".

Never in 500 years of life have I been forced into this situation.

The student who had been pampered all this time suddenly pushed himself to the ground and said crazy words like "love".I tried the method of "perhaps obeying a little so as not to irritate him too much", but in just a few seconds when I was still thinking about the feasibility, Songyang was stripped to the point where there were almost only a pair of white foot bags left. On pale arches.

"Jinsuke—what do you want to do?"

Until the end, he did not give up the hope of awakening reason.In any case, it is impossible to use violence against him, but once an adult student becomes ruthless, even as the leader of the twelfth generation, he cannot resist without going all out.

The purple-haired man on the body suddenly appeared in a trance for a moment.For a moment, the look in that one green eye clearly read "Please help me".

again.The last time he was on the ship of the ghost army, Jinsuke said it was because he treated him like a child, so he believed it.

Songyang was completely in chaos.

--Why?Why do you keep asking him for help?

When she was still on the Ghost Squadron ship, Youzi had instilled in him the "Ten Su Points of Shinsuke Takasugi", and she talked about the first time she met Takasugi.When she ran to ask Takasugi to let her follow, Takasugi said, let her put the gun to her own temple and shoot, and if she can't do it, she doesn't have to follow.

——"What I'm doing now is nothing more than this kind of thing."

The black beast stood in the abyss from beginning to end.

The result of fighting with all his strength was that Songyang couldn't hold back his strength at all.The man's grasped shoulder made a muffled "click", and was unexpectedly dislocated.

Songyang was stunned.

"Humph."

Takasugi let out a sort of sickly shrill laugh.As if he didn't care, he grabbed the fruit knife that fell to the ground together with the fruit plate, the tip of the knife touched his heart, and the handle of the knife was held in his own hand along with Songyang's hand.

"That's right. That's it. If you can't respond no matter what, if you have to love others no matter what, just kill me together. But teacher, Teacher Songyang, there is no way to do it, right?"

Returning to the docile appearance of the past, Takasugi leaned over him and kissed him softly, his eyes full of nostalgia were covered by his drooping eyelashes.Different from the gentle movements, the cold tip of the knife was pressed against his heart, the more he leaned over Songyang, the deeper the tip of the knife would penetrate.

"In this case, I, who bear the sin of destroying the disciples of the Songmen, is it worth letting the teacher do it? The tombstones that the teacher erected under the tree, the names that the teacher touched, and their tragic deaths are all because I took them with me. The battlefield. Is it worth letting the teacher kill me like this?"

I can't let go of him for the rest of my life.

Because of him, I got freedom, because of him, I gained ideals, because of him, I believed for the first time that I would have a free and beautiful future; because of him, the world was reshaped, but because of him, the world collapsed.

——In this world, only the teacher can save me.

The happiness and joy of his life stayed when he was still around, and he went crazy hating him for the rest of the time.His body was already empty, and like a thirsty person, he desperately stuffed everything about the name "Yoshida Shoyo" into his body.The response he wanted, even he himself didn't know to what extent.

love?Is love enough to describe the desire to melt this person into flesh and blood?

——Is this enough?

--No.My desire for him will never end.

The tip of the knife slowly sank into the flesh of the heart, and the wet blood dripped down Songyang's pale wrist onto his chest.Songyang, who was pinned to the ground, suddenly began to convulse slightly, unable to speak because of being kissed, his pale green eyes were full of pain.

Takasugi reacted almost immediately.He propped himself up, stared at Songyang for a long time as if in a dream, and raised his hand to pull the drawer containing painkillers.As soon as he let go of the knife in his hand, Songyang turned over and suppressed him, and pressed his fingertips on the acupuncture point on the back of the opponent's head.

The man's single green pupil widened for a moment, and then gradually faded away.Songyang sat on him, breathing quietly and rapidly for a while.His long hair was already soaked, his wrist and chest were covered with the other party's blood, his lips were also red and swollen, and his whole body seemed to be in a deep dream.

"Mianyan, you come with me."

After wrapping up Takasugi and stuffing it under the quilt, Songyang hurriedly put on his clothes, and sent Mianyan No. [-], who was half asleep and half awake, back overnight.After returning to his own world along the dragon's veins, he couldn't step into the door of the private school for some reason.

He lingered by his private school for a long time, and then paced up and down in Kabukicho, where there was no one in the middle of the night. He walked to the door of Master House several times, but he didn't go up to knock on the door.Just like that, he lingered until dawn, when the children who went to the private school found him, took his hand and said that they wanted to go to school together, and then he returned to the private school.

Everything that was knocked over last night has been packed away.

Takasugi disappeared.