[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

On rare occasions, Yinshi is having nightmares.

Songyang remembered the time when he became a quilt and was by the side of the boy Yinshi.At that time, Yinshi had nightmares almost all night. In the dream, he was either killing someone or chasing something desperately.

But this situation, since he returned to the students, should have never happened again.

"Silver hour, silver hour?"

After eating the sukiyaki, the silver-haired man who was staying overnight at the private school opened his eyes with a shiver.The time was before dawn when the sky was black and blue, and there was a little bit of candlelight dancing in the corner of my eye, and it was Songyang who got up to light the lamp.

Yinshi blinked his crimson eyes slowly, his eyes turned around the ceiling of the private school, then turned around on the bookcase where the textbooks were piled up, and finally settled on the face of the long-haired teacher beside him.Song Yang was lying beside him in his coat, his long hair was hanging softly on his shoulders, and he was gently stroking his sweaty bangs.

"Finally woke up." He said softly.

The silver-haired man didn't make jokes like usual, he didn't speak or smile, after staring at him for a while, he relaxed his whole body and closed his eyes as if he let out a long breath.

"Tsk."

"Huh?" Songyang tilted his head slightly.

"The boy closes his eyes, just want you to hug him."

Songyang couldn't help laughing, and leaned over to hug the rare and fragile silver-haired student into his arms.After that dark night rain, Edo has entered a slightly cool autumn, and the autumn leaves rolled up by the cool wind rustled on the window paper.Fortunately, the Japanese room is very warm, and so is Songyang's body temperature.

"...Dreams are actually things that happened in parallel worlds, right?"

"There is such a theory." Songyang patted Yinshi's back lightly. When Yinshi had nightmares when he was a child, he would coax him softly and talk to him about the content of the dream. Is Silver Time from the parallel world? Is he doing okay?"

He didn't speak.

If dreams are an extension of parallel worlds, then at least there is such a world where he failed to save Songyang.

Just like the ten years that he failed to wait for Songyang to come back, he in that world finally survived and reached a reconciliation with himself.After the war, he still chose to return to Kabukicho, staying with the thousands of bonds he had formed. In Kabukicho, a place full of fish and dragons, he felt the warmth of human feelings that were completely different from those in the countryside of Changzhou.

Even if you live without doing anything, you have to live.Life is moving forward while saying goodbye to the past, not to mention that he has already carried new luggage, and he really doesn't want to look back.

There is not much fight and kill content in the dream.The silver-haired man was only walking drunkenly in the bustling streets, hiccupping as usual, greeting the owners of the izakaya.Then the fact of losing Songyang was like a hard and cold wedge, which suddenly pierced into the heart.

Like a mad dog, he ran most of Kabukicho.

Don't look back, don't look back, don't look back!

——Then he stepped out of the dream and crashed into Songyang's arms.

The silver-haired man kept silent. Songyang reckoned it was an extremely terrifying nightmare. While thinking about this guy's fear of ghosts, he might be with him for the rest of his life. He hugged him and said with a soft smile:

"Then we don't care about him. Anyway, my little Yinshi has already gone home."

"...so annoying, you."

... In the end, I was scolded for being coaxing and coaxing.Songyang snorted helplessly at the man's curly hair, and just about to let go of his arms, the other party wrapped his arms around his waist, but refused to lift his face from his shoulders anyway.

"Good good."

Feeling the wetness on his shoulders, Songyang's heart suddenly softened.He quietly pulled Yinshi's quilt closer, barely covering most of his body, then closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Probably stimulated by the rare and weak Yinshi, he also had a strange dream.

He dreamed that Jinsuke kicked on his slippers and ran out of the private school crying that night. It was windy and rainy outside, drenching his bloody chest.Then Jinsuke fell to the ground with a splash in the rain, the bandages on his eyes fell off, and he sat in the dirty puddle kicking his legs and crying, screaming "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm sorry"——

Song Yang silently opened his eyes.

The autumn sun shone through the open window, whitening the silvery curly hair.Yinshi sat by the window with an expression of nothing to do, as if he was about to brush off his crying last night, then he saw the long-haired teacher crawling out of his bed, and asked him a strange question:

"When you were playing with Jin Zhu...would he cry if he was bullied?"

Yin Shi: "...Huh????"

...It seems that his student filter is really thicker than usual.When Songyang was doing self-reflection, he found that Yinshi seemed to be writing something in his lesson plan.Taking a closer look, Yinshi was actually preparing lessons.

"Silver, silver hour?"

"Go, go to class."

Yinshi snapped the lesson plan, pulled Songyang's wrist, and dragged him out of the room.

Kiyoshi's seat is in the last row next to the window in the classroom, and he is usually an introverted child who doesn't like to talk much.Song Yang quietly sat down beside him, and asked in a low voice if he could read a book with him, the child's expression was as if he saw a god descending from the earth.

Tsk.This guy has the potential to become the second dwarf cedar.Yin Shi curled his lips a little unhappily.

The beautiful teacher turned into a student who sat in the last row and forgot to bring his textbooks. In front of the blackboard was the perverted Ah Yin who stood crookedly and scratched his butt. The classroom was silent for a few seconds, and countless ink bottles and brushes flew into the air. was thrown to the podium.

"Hey, is this how you treat your mentor?!?"

Yinshi held the textbook and lectured for the whole morning, but basically didn't talk about any serious content. Several times, Songyang had to smile and squeeze his fists to stop his jet-vomiting dirty jokes.The atmosphere in the audience was always very active, and the children didn't care whether he followed the textbook or not, they desperately raised their hands to answer the questions, but the answers were all messed up.

"Teacher, my textbook may not be useful..."

Kiyoshi blushed and said in a low voice, as if Yinshi was lecturing nonsense and his own book had become a fault.

Songyang smiled softly and stroked the child's soft hair.

"I know Gintoki won't be serious about giving lectures, but I just want to see if sitting next to Kiyoshi would be more fun."

Seeing that Songyang, who had no self-consciousness at all, was about to develop the second short cedar, Yinshi immediately slapped the textbook on the podium, and ended the morning class neatly: "Smelly brats, in fact, what I just said, Yinshi It's all bullshit."

"...you know it yourself!"

"But the next sentence, please keep it in your heart."

He took the chalk in his hand and wrote the huge words "Life hangs in the balance" on the blackboard.Although the posture of throwing away the chalk after writing is very handsome, the characters are big and ugly.

"People, there are always things that must be done in one's life. In order to achieve such a big goal, that person must do his best to do what he is doing now in his own position. That's how I think about it. "

The classroom was silent again, as if he was overwhelmed by Gintoki's ability to say such serious words.Until a thin voice sounded: "This, this is Ultraman's bridge..."

"...I just started to be moved, so I was using other people's memes!"

"Damn that second dwarf cedar..."

Until the children all ran to their lunch break and sat in the empty classroom with bags full of money on their heads, they still couldn't forget Qingzhi who had just reported him.

Songyang jokingly pushed him onto the tatami to prevent him from sitting on the student's desk.If Yinshi continues to mess around like this, the parents of the students will probably come to him in a few days, and tomorrow's class, no matter what, has to be attended by himself.

Unexpectedly, seeing Yinshi making a fuss, he immediately relaxed.

"When you look at Gin from the student's position, it's really cool."

"Right. Sure enough, it's a pity that Songyang didn't become a teacher. You will lose your soft light effect."

What is soft light effect...

"A Yin seems to have forgotten to ask you, why did you choose to be a teacher in the first place? It seems to be an agreement or something, how did this agreement come about?"

Yin Shi sat on the tatami mat with his long arms and legs spread out, looking at the long-haired teacher who was kneeling obediently in front of him.Songyang recalled the memories related to Yu for a while, and then remembered: "I said it when I was chatting with Yu. At that time, I was tired of the days when I was locked in a small building except for fighting and killing, so I said' I want to study with the children in a private school'. Then I was encouraged by Oboro, and I felt that if I became a teacher, I might really be able to give others something."

"It sounds a bit like the young lady running away to experience life..."

"No, it's too..."

"Then what? Why don't you suddenly want to be?"

Songyang pressed his lips and thought.

"Because... I found out that I am not sharp, and I am not as good as I imagined. I still don't understand the delicate feelings enough, and I can even ignore the fact that the students are always in pain. I wanted to teach you before. The courage to move forward, but now I can't help but wonder whether a leader who can't even get rid of his own confusion, and an educator who doesn't even know how to respond to students' feelings, can really shoulder the responsibility of guiding students What? Then the more I think about it, the more I feel guilty—”

"Ah Yin doesn't really understand this kind of thing. But education or something, it just happens naturally when two people get along." Yinshi lay on the ground with his feet up, "As long as you stand in this classroom, changes will happen." It will happen. As for how far these stinky brats can go in the end, don’t worry about it so leniently, just stuff their schoolbags with certificates of completion and kick them out the door.”

As he was talking, as if he had been stabbed by something, a carp sat up straight.

"I just realized - what response??? Students' feelings???"

Songyang was still thinking about Yinshi's words carefully, but was startled by the silver-haired man who suddenly jumped up.Before he had time to say anything, Yinshi grabbed his shoulder very firmly, his crimson eyes narrowed: "That guy Takasugi has been here?"