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

I've always wondered why the girl named Yoshida Shoyo, who lives in the cell and I finally learned how to write her name recently, couldn't wash her hair and keep her long light hair looking so fresh Clean, why is it so hard to take a bath and the skin is still so white?

I secretly asked her, she blinked her beautiful emerald eyes and smiled and raised her index finger to tell me mysteriously.

"Hey, don't look at it and never smile. In fact, he is a good person who will help me buy various hair conditioners and skin care products. Remember to keep it secret."

I looked at her in surprise, thinking about the adult Oji Sanyu who was always stern, going to the store to buy various hair conditioners and skin care products, and felt that there was not enough brain space.

Ah, I'm still too young...

Later I found out that Songyang’s special constitution is because she has a bloodline different from ours and can live forever. I felt cheated and I ignored Songyang for a long time. I forgave her only after she told me about her embarrassing deeds.

By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I am a soy sauce person in an organization named Amaterasuin Naraku with a long name. My current task is to stay here and watch this woman named Yoshida Shoyo every day.

My name is Mu, which seems to have the same name as a ghost animal character in a hot-blooded manga, but I don't have any skills like reincarnation eyes that sound fantastic.I never thought it was my real name, since Yoshida Shoyo has both a first name and a surname, why do I only have a one-syllable title that sounds completely unrelated to a girl?

When I expressed displeasure about this, Songyang quietly told me that in fact, she also has a title that has nothing to do with her identity as a girl, called Xu, which sounds even less girlish than mine, so I thought about it and decided Also give yourself a nice and well-known name.

In order to achieve this ambitious goal, I, who can't write a single word and can't read very well, plan to ask Songyang as my teacher and ask her to teach me to write, so that I can give myself a girly name.

But my role setting is Sanwu Lolita, and directly asking for it will destroy the character of the character no matter how you look at it. I thought about it for a few days and came up with a brilliant plan.

So, every time Songyang entrusted me to pick up the books Oo bought for her, I would stare at those books with wide eyes, expressing a kind of yearning and longing.

When my eyes stared like this for a few days until I wanted to buy eye drops, Songyang finally spoke what I wanted to hear.

"Do you want to know these characters?"

Bingo!She finally received my signal!

Although I was extremely happy in my heart, I still had to show a very reserved face, and I glanced at those square characters several times before nodding slightly.

"kindness..."

Songyang nodded, showing the kind of smile I like very much again.Hmm... How should I describe it... I don't know those polite adjectives, I just think that seeing her smile like this makes even such a gloomy place brighten up.

Songyang doesn't tell me much about her past.

But I think she seems to know the place where I live very well, and she is also very good at teaching people of my age. She always carefully teaches me to recognize those words and sentences that are floating around, even if I don’t know how to understand them. I won’t lose my temper if I make a mistake, but read it to me gently over and over again.

Her voice is beautiful, soft as a feather, the best voice I've ever heard.

Because of my talent, coupled with Songyang's serious teaching attitude, I quickly read and memorized all the books in her hand.

After all, there are no teaching materials in the cell that can teach women of my age to learn, and Oboro somehow doesn't like me having too much contact with her, so I always avoid Oboro when I study, and she won't offer help like Oboro I buy sheet music and things like that.

I had no choice but to go to the place where the sundries were kept and peek through the newspapers, and then cut down the places with words to make copybooks.

I don't quite understand what the newspaper said, such as expelling barbarians and lenient government, in short, it is not a good thing.He had eavesdropped on the conversation with Songyang before, and Songyang came to the cell because of some lenient policy and amnesty.I actually don't know what kind of concept is the place where I live.But thinking that Songyang can't go out and eat delicious food, he feels that the cell must not be a good place.

When Songyang taught me to recognize those long sentences in newspapers, I often encountered things that I didn’t understand, and she would explain them to me word by word.It's just that once when I read the word "Sakata Gintoki", which should be a person's name, she was rarely silent, and her expression was not so happy.

The same thing happened when I asked her to explain the words "ghost soldiers" and "crazy prince".

Later, she took the initiative to tell me that the guy named Sakata Gintoki, as well as the leader of the "Demon Squadron" Takasugi Shinsuke, and the "crazy noble son" Katsura Kotaro were all his students.

"Hey?" I was puzzled.

"Former students?"

Songyang smiled and explained to me. "I, before coming here, opened a school for children."

Sounds like a lot of fun... I thought about it for a while and continued to ask questions.

"But Oboro said you are our leader..."

"Well~" Songyang hooked the corner of his lips, and put his index finger against his lips mysteriously.

"Because my skin would get worse when I was the leader, so I skipped work to start a private school, but they arrested me."

Having been lied to once by her, I had learned my lesson, so I immediately blamed her.

"Liar, you won't get old and your skin won't get worse!"

Songyang showed an expression of being caught, and reached out to rub my hair through the railing.

"Well, Mukuro is so smart~"

Although I don't like being treated like this, it doesn't matter if it's Songyang.

I ask her.

"Then why don't your students come to you?"

Obviously the students can be free outside, leaving the teacher in the cell without asking, no matter how you look at it, it is not a good person.

Songyang smiled and explained with blinking eyes.

"It's okay, I'm waiting for them, until the day they can end me."

end?It means to kill, right?I blinked my eyes, thinking that Songyang must be joking, dying is something that doesn't sound very interesting, who would want to take the initiative to do it?After death, there will be no donuts to eat.

"Why does Songyang want to die? If he dies, he won't be able to eat delicious food."

Songyang shook his head with a smile, and said something that I couldn't understand at that time.

"Life without end, a state that can't even die, in that case, it can't be called life, but death doesn't mean the end. At the end, there must be a new day, whether it is I, or this era, need to usher in the rebirth after destruction. That is my students."

I don't understand Songyang's meaning, but since she is not sad at all, it is probably something worth praying for for her.

"But won't your students be sad?"

When Songyang heard my question, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, his expression was a little wandering, and it took him a while to recover and smile again.

"Who knows if I can be killed so easily, when the time comes, I will see them again."

That was the first and last time she talked to me about topics that she didn't understand.

After I read all the characters in the newspaper, it was discovered that Songyang taught me how to read.

That day, I took a piece of paper full of unknown characters from Oboro to find Songyang. When she was teaching me to recognize, Oboro appeared quietly.

I know he doesn't like me getting close to Songyang, and when I see him appearing, I subconsciously want to hide the paper.

Oboro asked me in a cold voice.

"Muku, what are you doing?"

I didn't know what to answer, so I simply followed my role setting and stared blankly at him without saying a word.

He didn't seem to want to get my answer, so he looked at Songyang again.

"You did it again, Songyang. Is this what you want to do?"

Obscure's expression was never serious before, and he said words that I couldn't understand.

"Fight against heaven and man, fall into hell, wait for death in this dirty cage, while teaching the jailer to read..."

With his back turned to him, Songyang slightly tilted his head to answer Lu's words.

"I have never intended to fight against God's will. All along, I have been fighting against myself."

Songyang's tone is also solemn that I have never heard before.

"A hand like me that can only be used to grab, what can I give to others? What is given is me, the weak me who also owns it."

She took out a book with a green cover from her arms, something I had never seen before.

"Those kids taught me to look at my own weaknesses and fight to change myself."

At this time, Songyang turned around and showed her usual dazzling smile towards the complicated complexion.

"People, you are much more free than you think."

After that day, I didn't go to that cell again, and I was taken to another place by Oboro, and I never saw Songyang again.

I didn't fully understand their conversation that day, but I just faintly felt some uneasy atmosphere.

When my height reached Oboro's chest, I saw Songyang again.

It was a sunny day with good sun, and I was away from home, so I secretly ran back to the cell according to my memory.

Songyang sat there reading a book quietly, the past few years hadn't affected her at all.

She looked up at me, still smiling so warmly.

"Long time no see, Mu, it's great. I'm leaving tomorrow, but I can still see you today."

"Going? Where are you going?"

I didn't say this sentence, I just expressed my surprise with my eyes.

Songyang smiled and rolled his eyes. "I'm going to meet my students and be able to set them free."

Aren't they always very free...I complained silently, still a little curious.

"Then... are you going to die?"

Songyang seemed a little surprised when he heard my question, and would answer me when he was startled.

"Well, who knows, maybe we'll see each other again."

"I see..." I nodded and continued.

"Songyang, before you die, give me a more girly name like you..."

"..." Songyang was silent for a while, smiling but shaking his head firmly.

"This kind of thing should be done by important people in the future."

I seem to understand, but it is a bit regretful that I was rejected.I thought that Oboro was about to go back, and I chatted with her for a long time before rushing back.

That was the last time I saw Songyang when I left this prison-like place.

Then I met someone who was willing to give me a girly name.The name he gave me was "Imai Nobuo".

I have to say, I kinda like this name.

However, I also understand one thing, that person will still have the first day of meeting, at the end of this era.

The author has something to say:

Probably Sansan’s story of teaching believers in prison. If there is any discrepancy with the previous article, it is definitely not a bug. Cough cough. This is the beginning of a new chapter! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !