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

The country is already on the brink of collapse.

When Yinshi woke up, he felt that there was still some deep pain in his body, and the impulsive feeling left by that hearty battle seemed to still faintly affect his mood.

That guy... In the end, they insisted on their own path with the same goal in the beginning.

For a moment, he also thought that since that man came back, that man could somewhat return to his previous appearance.

But that man always used the most extreme methods to achieve what he thought was the protection.

The so-called destruction is just to protect the last pure land in my heart.

But... it always makes people feel uneasy.

Recalling Takasugi's almost crazy expression, Gintoki couldn't help feeling puzzled.

What is the meaning of that guy's words when he was seriously injured and unconscious.

kill...virtual?

"Ayin... tell me, what will happen in the future?"

The smell in the hospital is not pleasant. The smell of disinfectant mixed with all kinds of inexplicable smells of medicines does not make people feel very happy.

On the contrary, it will be heavier.

It has been two weeks since I withdrew completely from that battle, and the general's life was still saved by them, but the times, it is impossible to return to the way it was before.

The former land collapsed overnight.

"What will the times be like?"

Shinpachi sat on the edge of the hospital bed and looked after Ginshi with a worried expression on his face.

The silver-haired man was lying sideways on the hospital bed, recalling the sudden accident, and the gentle smile of the light-haired woman flashed in his mind again, and his expression softened a little.

No matter what, everything he wanted to protect was still by his side.

"Before dawn..."

"The darkest hour is just before the dawn."

Yinshi sat up, didn't look at the worried and ignorant face of the boy with eyes, but just looked straight ahead with calm eyes.

"But don't close your eyes. Only when you open your eyes can you see the sun."

Shinpachi opened his eyes in surprise, as if savoring the meaning of these words.Yin Shi slightly bent his lips, and sighed softly when he heard the movement from outside the ward.

"Silver sauce, silver sauce, you got the letter, Alu!"

With the energetic figure of the night rabbit girl appearing in the ward, two unhealed ninjas emerged from strange corners of the ward.

Gintoki was somewhat relieved when Kagura finished reading the letter from the princess.At least, the things they tried their best to protect were still intact, and that was enough.

Of course, at this time, Yinshi hadn't realized that the person he wanted to protect might not have existed in reality from the very beginning.

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After chasing away everyone who was in the way, the ward finally became quiet.

Yin Shi got up with difficulty on crutches, avoided those troublesome nurses, and hurried out in a hospital gown.

Two weeks have passed since that departure, that person, hasn't he come back yet...

He walked not far from the courtyard and looked at the closed door, feeling a little lost and uneasy.

During the period of hospitalization, that person never came, and Kagura never received a call from that person. Thinking of these, it was hard to get rid of the uneasiness in my heart.

What's more, at that time.

The crazy eyes of the purple-haired man flashed in Yinshi's memory.

Anyway, that guy's situation is really puzzling...

Yin Shi walked a few steps forward with his cane, and when he reached the door, he saw a letter stuck in the crack of the door.

He reached out to take it, and felt that something seemed to be stepped on under his feet. He subconsciously lowered his head to check, and was slightly stunned when he saw it clearly.

It was a discarded cigarette butt, with smoke still smoking from the front, and it looked as if it had been left here hastily.

Yinshi frowned, took the letter in his hand, opened it, and complained in a drawn-out voice.

"Hey, Yinsang really hates those people who don't have a sense of public morality. They go to the teacher's door to smoke and throw garbage. You really should go to harakiri, you tax thieves who eat nothing."

"Who are you talking about, you brat!"

The violent-tempered deputy leader of the Shinsengumi rushed out from the other side in a state of bandage-wrapped embarrassment, but there was a bit of imperceptible guilt in his eyes.

"Guys who dare to insult Shinsengumi, give me seppuku!"

Even though he was injured, Hijikata still looked full of spirits, although at this time, the way that one side was angry while the eyes unconsciously glanced at the letter was somewhat annoying.

"You are 100 years too early to squat in front of Songyang's house and be an idiot, Duo Chuanjun."

"Who the hell is Duochuanjun, you brat!"

Yinshi didn't give him a good look, and held the letter tightly to cover it. Hearing the rebuttal voice from the deputy head of the Shinsengumi as if someone had stepped on his tail, he picked out his ears disinterestedly, and put the letter in his hand. After reading the content several times, my eyes stopped on those familiar handwriting, and I sighed slightly.

I met an old friend from my private school, so I have to stay for a while...

After all, he didn't know Songyang's life before opening the private school, and Yinshi couldn't find any doubts, but the uneasiness in his heart couldn't be eliminated at all.

Not being able to see with my own eyes how that person is staying safely by my side is really not enough.

Then, when you fully recover, go there to pick her up. Although it's a bit uncomfortable, it's like revisiting the old place. At that time, you can ask her the answer.

Thinking of this, Yinshi's mood improved a little, and even the love rival and opponent in capital letters in front of him were a little more pleasing to the eye.

"I don't intend to take your garbage away so many Chuanjun."

After all, he was trampled on by himself, and Yinshi didn't let Hijikata pick it up so badly, but picked it up and threw it into his hands.

Hijikata had a dark face and seemed to want to beat him up, but he still took the cigarette butt and turned to leave.

After all, they are no longer enemies, and maybe they are not friends, but the friendship they have fought together is enough.

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When the news came, the breath that hadn't breathed yet was lifted tightly.

Times can no longer go back to the past.

The days to come will never be the same again.

The nation mourns.

To die for trust, until the end, did you still choose the path that conforms to your own beliefs?

Yin Shi walked slowly on the road with a cane.The original plan to pick up Songyang was temporarily stranded.

Today, when the threat of Yiqiao Xixi may become more and more serious, perhaps the farther away is a better choice for Songyang.

He passed by the Shinsengumi's open gate, heard the fierce shouting inside, adjusted the position of the crutch, and walked in slowly.

Is there still someone there?

When he saw the back of the man who was almost venting in the dojo, swaying sweat instead of tears, he sighed softly, leaned against the gate, and made a faint sound.

"You're confused. If that's the case, I can beat you with a cane."

Kondo put down the wooden knife and looked back at Gin with a heavy expression, but not depressed.

"Don't bother you. Speaking of which, isn't Miss Songyang with you?"

Yin Shi was startled, lowered his eyes, with a lazy expression.

"She has returned to her hometown, and she will not return to Edo for a while."

"Yeah, that's great...waiting for important people to come back."

Probably thinking of the young general who passed away peacefully in the city, Kondo had some inexplicable melancholy on his face.

He sat down by the door, picked up a jug of wine, and handed it to Yin Shi who was also sitting beside him.

"It's really rare to see people with lofty ideals sitting and drinking with the deputy chief of the Zhenxuan group."

"I care more about the pay than that."

Gintoki said so, but still took the bottle and poured the wine while listening to the whining of the gorilla beside him.

"War is really cruel. Whether you win or lose, you will always lose more than you gain."

Is it war?

Yin Shi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, his eyes gradually sank a bit.

It was indeed cruel, for him ten years ago.In that war, he lost everything he needed to survive.

Teachers, companions, and the most important people all disappeared in that meaningless war.

He was also on the verge of death, but survived in the end.

However, that person returned to him like this.

No matter what form she is, no matter what she is, no matter what the future holds, he is like grasping at straws, hoping not to lose that person again.

And companions.

Now he has a group of unreliable companions with the most dazzling souls.

"Why are we fighting? Have you thought about these issues at that time?"

"Meaningless."

The silver-haired man lowered his eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

"No matter whether you win or lose, no matter what the purpose is, war is meaningless. Using war to protect something is a crime in itself."

"The real value is to create an era without war, and to constantly fight with your own soul!"

That was, long ago, what that man had taught him.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Hijikata continues to write about the sense of existence, and Yinsang doesn't know the real situation. It's getting more and more difficult to write. . .