[Gintama Sex Transfer] Investigation on the Employment Direction of Panasonic Private School

Is what heaven brings to people a punishment, or is it a final gift at the end of the pain?

For Sakata Gintoki, at least, when that person returned to him, he felt that the meaning of his existence finally had a realistic image in this world.

As long as that person can smile peacefully in the world he lives in like now.

As long as this... as long as these guys, these guys, don't bother her again, that's enough! !

"Let's end it. The lackey of the sky, my lord."

Silver's tone sank.There was still a little blood on his face, but his pale red eyes were astonishingly bright.

What is heaven?

What is destiny?

Everything is fine...I just know, I just know...You guys...must disappear completely from this world! !

That's pretty much what happened in the same second.

In the wooden cage belonging to the man that was pierced by Yinshi's sword, countless sharp and shiny silver needles suddenly shot out, attacking Yinshi overwhelmingly.

A group of Amaterasu-in Naraku's troops leaped towards Songyang and Xinnv.

The messages received by the ear were far faster than the body, and in the next second, Song Yang's figure disappeared among the group of assassins, leaving only a large body that fell down and countless identical scepters.

God, this kind of thing was a joke from the very beginning!

Yinshi, who managed to escape the silver needle, rolled back to the bottom of the stairs, clenched the wooden sword in his hand, half-knelt on the ground, and his whole body was tense.

When the man with the broken cage jumped down and was about to draw his sword, Songyang appeared in front of Yinshi in a flash, and picked up the knife dropped by a wounded assassin. The scepter blocked his attack.

A heavy sound exploded between them accompanied by a strong air current. With a bang, all the camouflage clothes on Songyang's body exploded, exposing the original ninja costume, and a head of light-colored long hair also fell apart. Open, fluttering wildly swept by the wind.She also tore off the camouflage on the face, and the lower part of the face was well hidden by the ninja's mask, only revealing the pair of pale green eyes, quietly looking at the man with a fierce look.

She remembered how she looked in ninja costume, and sighed softly.

At that time, this person was still dressed as a ninja, and suddenly appeared beside me, constantly bringing me information related to the past, until finally...

So much time has passed... this man...

The hand of Naraku, the leader of Amaterasu-in who was holding the knife, froze slightly, and then raised the knife again.

Yin Shi's complexion suddenly changed.The next second, when the man swiped down with a knife, Gintoki swung the wooden knife and opened his knife, completely protecting Songyang behind him.

Assassins kept attacking from behind, Songyang and Yinshi stood back to back, there was no time to speak right now, but their actions were in tacit understanding.

No matter what the reason is, these guys can't spare their lives!

The attacking speed of the man in the monk's robe was much faster than Gintoki's. Gintoki was having a hard time coping with it. While dealing with waves of assassins rushing up, Songyang also paid attention to the situation between Gintoki and that man. .

That person...Compared to back then, his strength has risen to a higher level...

After confirming that the current Yueyong is actually Songyang, Yinshi's movements are not so easy. While fighting with that man, he also wants to block Songyang's attacks from other directions. Pay attention, and met the open palm of the man who covered his face.

"Get away! Silver Time!"

Seeing this, Songyang's face turned pale for a moment, and before he could care whether he used his original voice, Fei stepped forward and pressed Yinshi to the ground, and Yinshi quickly rolled on the spot, protecting Songyang in his arms .

One of the poisonous needles hidden in the sleeve brushed Songyang's raised long hair and Yinshi's ear, and shot straight into the wall behind her.

"Silver time! Are you all right?"

Songyang felt that Yinshi's grip on her arm loosened, and he immediately sat up and wanted to check Yinshi's situation, but he saw the poisonous needle stuck in his leg at a glance, and his expression changed immediately.

Is it that time...

"It's okay, I can't move my feet a little bit, leave me alone, now, immediately, get out of here."

The silver-haired man was half lying on the ground, with some difficulty supporting his body, a pair of bright red eyes stared firmly at Songyang's face, his face was gloomy like never before.

The assassins swarmed up one after another, and the letter girl retreated to Yinshi's side while beating her, and looked back at them in her spare time.

"Hey, now is not the time to gossip, Songzi, just don't take off your mask. And you, if you want to die, I don't mind chopping you up for Songzi."

"...Faith girl..." Songyang, who was standing in front of Yinshi and getting ready to protect Yinshi, frowned slightly, and didn't say much.

Yinshi propped himself up and sat up, and said with a wry smile.

"The acupuncture point on the leg is stabbed, and the body will slowly be unable to move...It's bad, right."

He looked at the assassins surrounded by him, then at the woman with light hair and a ninja costume standing in front of him holding Kunai and throwing the scepter away, standing in front of him with a pipe in her mouth. The corner of the mouth was stained with blood.

"But I can't fall...I have to...protect someone."

In the past that failed to protect her well.

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The old man standing on the hall let out a cold chuckle.

"Hmph. It took a lot of effort. I can still persist until now when I fight against you."

The old voice echoed slowly in Nuo Da's hall, and when it gradually fell, the cage that had been covering the face of the man in monk's robe finally floated down slowly.

Silver curly hair, a cold and expressionless expression, gray eyes filled with sternness, and a scar across the face.

"It's really rare, obscurity."

That person...that person is!

Struggling to get up from the ground, the silver-haired man suddenly opened his eyes wide. The next second, his whole face was distorted, and his breath became more and more unstable. He tried to block Songyang, but staggered. He took a step forward and half-kneeled beside Songyang.

"No, such a duel has been encountered before."

The man's gray eyes slid across the face of the silver-haired man who looked slightly embarrassed with hatred and piercing expression, and lightly fell on the light-haired woman who was looking at him with warm emerald green eyes.

"That is against the sky, the Shura cultivated by that person."

Yinshi's breathing became more and more rapid, he clenched his teeth tightly, his whole face was twisted constantly, his body tried hard to stand up, Songyang frowned and reached out to help him, but Yinshi grabbed him forcefully He moved his hand to block half of her body, but his eyes were still fixed on his face as if fixed on his body.

"You...it's you..." Word by word, the gnashing of teeth is full of hatred that can't be eaten raw.

Songyang frowned, feeling a little complicated, and worried about Yinshi's situation, trying his best to shake Yinshi's hand back to calm him down.

She is [-]% sure that she can kill Tokugawa Sadasada in Oboro, but if Gintoki is provoked, she is not sure whether she can protect Gintoki at the same time.

From the very beginning, she didn't want these children to get involved in those troublesome things for her, so she backed down step by step, until this day, it was inevitable that she would stand face to face with this man again.

Hazy...

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"That person? Oh, it seems that you and these people seem to have a relationship."

Tokugawa Dingding glanced at the three people in the hall with a little surprise, and raised the corners of his mouth ironically.

With his back turned to him, his eyes looked forward, as if falling on Songyang, but he couldn't see any emotion, and his tone was low and indifferent.

"...This man...is the orphan left by that man during the Kansei Prison."

"Is it that time? I have a little impression."

The rotten voice that was about to sink into the ground laughed abominably and disgustingly, and the contemptuous tone casually spoke of that sinful past.

That period, engraved on the silver-haired man and his companion, was an irreversible scar related to that woman.

"The great sinner who rebelled against the sky, the man full of evil, Yoshida Matsuyo, the student left behind by that person, took up the sword in order to get her back."

The color in those pale green eyes finally sank.Songyang pursed his lips tightly, feeling the silver-haired man in front of him panting more and more quickly like a ghost, holding his hand tightly, his eyes fell on the expressionless face, and his eyes completely turned into cold eyes. meaning.

It was at such a moment that he heard his own name in the mouth again.

"Do you still remember this name?" The gray-white eyes drifted past the light green eyes of the light-haired woman who had lost their warmth, and moved away imperceptibly.

"Yoshida...Songyang..."

Tokugawa decided to touch his chin, smiling strangely and inexplicably.

"Well...has there ever been such a person? I don't quite remember. Is this person a man or a woman? Did he commit some heinous crime?"

"I don't know, I don't remember either."

The gray-haired man had a cold expression and gloomy eyes. When he recalled the light-haired woman's gentle expression, there was a trace of undetectable complex emotions in his eyes.

"I only remember that he taught children about swordsmanship in the countryside."

"Just like that?"

"Excuse me, you once ordered that meaningless gang formation should also be dealt with as a trigger for treason."

Listening to this unemotional conversation, the light-haired woman lowered her eyes slightly, and the silver-haired man beside her couldn't control the rage all over her body. He held the wooden sword in one hand, and let go of the one that was holding him tightly. The cold hand, step by step, hid the light-haired woman behind her back, but slowly raised her bloody eyes like Shura's.

Songyang frowned, and also clenched Kunai in the palm of his hand, his eyes swept over his expressionless face, and fell on Yinshi's slightly trembling back, and held his hand again, gently exerting force.

This time...she couldn't leave this man behind.

As if he had made some decision, Songyang raised his eyes, looked over Yinshi's shoulder, and looked at the chilling white-haired man above the hall again.

Hey, what kind of position and mood do you use to say such words?Rebelling against the heavens, full of evil... At that time, you, who would appear by my side every month with your mind full of worries and secrets, what purpose did you have?Until the end, he played that scene with me and watched me die...

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