[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

The teacher of the Matsushita private school is practicing in retreat.

The children in the private school can still sit quietly in the classroom for self-study on the first day, the second day, the third day, the fourth day...for five consecutive days, the seal on the sliding door of the inner room reads "Cultivating ^_^" Without being torn off, the children gradually couldn't restrain their nature of letting go, and began to jump up and down in every corner of the private school.

"What's the situation? What's the situation, I say?"

Yinshi had one arm around the two children's waists, and a milk baby on his head. In the other hand, he scooped up the little monkeys that had just been pulled off the roof, and drove a group of little monkeys into the classroom in desperation.

"Songyang, Songyang!"

The buttocks were also eaten by a watermelon-headed child with missing front teeth, and Yin Shi howled loudly.

"Really, where have you been?"

It's not surprising that Yinshi is the one among the seniors in Songmen who the children feel closest to.Naraku Erha, who was born as a killer, is not easy to get close to; although Takasugi is admired, he has a good sense of distance from the children; Katsura grabs the children to endorse books all day long, but Gintoki, who seems the most lazy and unmotivated, is very popular welcome.

Songyang is also teaching many courses, and when he is really overwhelmed, he will ask Yinshi to help him take a look at the kendo class.It's not fun to swing knives with a group of little kids who haven't even grown their hair. Yinshi picked his nose and watched them swing for a long time, then took a knot of wood and taught them to sharpen the Armstrong cannon.When the two bullets of Armstrong's cannon were formed, Songyang had already stood behind him with his hips crossed, watching with a smile for 2 minutes.

The cold sweat dripped down Yinshi's face.

"...That, that, you can't let the child learn all day long, this is a once-in-a-lifetime childhood... or something..."

"Oh. It seems that Yinshi is not very satisfied with his childhood."

"Huh? No, no, no, no, no, no—"

The beauty's hand is indeed white and beautiful, whether it is placed on the shamisen or on her own penis, it looks so suitable-but when the hand is clenched into a fist, it is another matter.

I don't know if it gave the child the illusion that "the senior brother is on our side!" Every time Yinshi came to the private school, these little monkeys would stick to him like a frying pan, making him unable to Can't seize the opportunity to be alone with Songyang.

He carried four or five children along the corridor to the inner room. The closer they got to the inner room, the more afraid these children were to speak loudly.Ask them what Songyang is doing but can't find out why, the child will only say: "The teacher is practicing in seclusion, he must be studying some unique skills such as infinite sword system! Everyone, don't disturb the teacher."

Generation gap, this is the generation gap!The current generation of children only know the infinite sword system and the super electromagnetic gun. I think he practiced the steady Kameba Qigong back then, okay!

The lazy, silver-haired man leaned against the door of the Japanese room as if he had no bones.

"Moxi Moxi, your cute second disciple is here, please sign for it?"

No response.Room is empty?

Could it be that he was busy making money these days and didn't come to the private school, so Songyang sneaked out for a trip again?

Just as he was about to try to open the door to take a peek, a gap was quietly opened on the plain white door, and a small note was handed out through the crack.

[Silver time has not come for a long time^_^]

……what's the situation?Is this communication method a new play?

"Are you really practicing in seclusion?" Yinshi was confused, and finally thought of a new possibility, "Wait, you may not be the deity of Songyang, did he go out to play and find someone to replace you?" Believer? Is that you, Little Believer?"

There was the sound of rustling writing from the other side of the door.After the rustling sound lasted for a while, another note was stuffed out.

[Yinshi used to borrow a lot of dvds from Brother Xianren to watch, and the words on the surface of his favorite disc are Lust Teacher 4: Forbidden Teaching Forum]

Yin Shi grabbed the note into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth.

"...Yes, yes, yes, I know, I know, I know!! No matter how many puberty treasures you have discovered about Ah Yin, please don't tell them!! Please don't publicly execute Ah Yin, thank you!!"

The sticky little ghost in the private school clung to Yinshi's ear and roughly talked about the situation this week.It seems that from an ordinary morning last week, Shoyo, who was wandering in Kabukicho, went back to the private school with the students, and then the whole morning class was incoherent.

"I'm so sorry."

Such a situation had never happened in his teaching career. The long-haired teacher who was extremely guilty put his hands on the podium, and solemnly leaned forward to apologize to the children in the classroom whose average age was only ten years old.

Then, he went to retreat for further study.

"The teacher didn't say anything about eating, maybe it's a need for closed-door practice, right? Every morning, he would hand out a note from the room to tell everyone about the content of the self-study, and then the monitor would collect questions from the students and stuff them into the room after school. Usually there is basically no other communication—"

...This isn't retreat, it's simply entering a house, right?A person of Songyang's level must encounter many shaky things to suddenly become neet?

Yin Shi frowned, then realized again: "Haven't you eaten for a week?"

The method of sukiyaki is not difficult, but when I went to the supermarket to buy special snowflake beef, I had a long fight with a bald man with a rough painting style.Yinshi tied Songyang's apron crookedly, and after the butter was boiled, he specially added two chopped green onions to sauté, and then threw beef and fragrant seasonings into the pot.

"Go away go away."

Yin Shi pursed his lips and gently knocked away the child who was holding his leg, and put the hot sukiyaki pot towards the sealed door, and said, "Then I'll put the pot here. Ah Yin is still busy making money, Go back first."

The smell of sukiyaki wafts everywhere, and the corridor is quiet.The silence lasted for a while, the sliding door was gently opened, and Songyang quietly dragged the sukiyaki pot into the room.

"hey-hey--!"

When the sliding door was about to be closed again, the silver-haired man hiding behind the door rolled like a vigorous donkey and jumped straight in from the middle of the sliding door.

In order not to overturn the sukiyaki pot, but also for the little commotion in his heart, Gintoki aimed at Songyang's position, and rolled around the teacher who looked whiter and softer after covering him at home for a week as a buffer.

Songyang, as always, is willing to be played by the students.It's just that when he was pressed down by Yinshi this time, his body seemed to be a little stiff.

"what."

There is basically no sense of blame, and I said something about the clever man.Probably because he didn't need to go out, Songyang only wore a layer of kimono over his unlined clothes, and his long hair wasn't properly taken care of. He looked like he just got up and was lazy.Probably also felt that he didn't look like a good teacher, so he tied his long hair and joked, "It looks useless when I was seen by Yinshi."

"No matter how useless you look, Ah Yin has seen it all. Eat quickly."

They cracked two raw eggs into the bowl, and the aroma of cooked beef was wrapped in the egg liquid.Yin Shi touched two more bottles of small wine from his bosom, watching the person across from him chewing and slowly putting beef into his mouth.

"Even if you want to stay at home, it's too much not to eat for a week, right?"

"It's not that miserable. I will sneak out in the middle of the night to find something to eat."

Children who smelled the smell of sukiyaki ran to the window of the inner room and pressed their small handprints on the clean window paper.Yinshi "slapped" the window open, pretending to be fierce and said: "Let me go to self-study! Two hours later for the senior high school entrance examination!"

"Hey—it's too hasty to decide on the midterm exam like this!"

The children yelled "Pervert Ah Yin" and the like, and ran to the classroom.When Gintoki closed the window and glanced back, the long-haired teacher smiled very obediently while sipping his chopsticks, probably because the long hair was not combed properly and the hair was frizzy, and he looked a little childish.

and many more.

"...Speaking of which, when did you start using the name 'Yoshida Matsuyo'? 20 years ago? 25 years ago?"

"I can't remember the exact time. It should have been shortly before the silver was picked up."

Yinshi counted with his fingers. He remembered that he was eight years old when he was picked up, and now he is 28 years old. That is to say, it took only 20 years for the person in front of him to become a real "human being".

If so, the very occasional childish behavior of my teacher seems to be justified.

"Hey~~ Shouldn't you also take a vacation for yourself? Whether it's a teacher or a doctor, it's easy to get bored if you keep your head down and do things like a job."

Yinshi, who unexpectedly found a sense of superiority in age, took out the posture of a big brother, squatting beside Songyang and pouring wine for him.

"If Ah Yin is left among this circle of children, I will feel upset occasionally."

"It's not about the students."

Songyang quickly refuted and put down his chopsticks seriously.

"I've been thinking recently that maybe I'm not suitable to be a teacher..."

Hearing this sentence from Songyang's mouth is basically the same level of shock as "jojo, I am no longer a human being!"Yin Shi was stunned for a long time, and asked, "Then what do you want to be?"

"I want to be a scientist."

"..."

Seeing the silver-haired man's indescribable expression for a moment, Songyang lowered his voice and asked uncertainly: "Guo, is it still strange to change jobs suddenly? Should I also tell Luo?"

... No, let's not be a teacher or not, but also report this point to Oboro, what's the matter with this elementary school student who has the same career plan as his wish?