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

Regarding the current situation, even Yoshida Matsuyo didn't know what expression to use to face it.

The stove that has not been cleaned for many years, the ceiling covered with cobwebs, the pile of stained dishes piled up in the sink...

Songyang helped his forehead helplessly.She is just an ordinary private school teacher. She is really not a universal housework robot! How can she be repaired! !

Yamazaki, who was following behind, felt a little uncomfortable seeing the unspeakable expression on Matsuyo's face, rubbing the back of his head and smiling embarrassedly.

"Ah, that... Ms. Matsuyo... Because the captains of the Shinsengumi are all men who know nothing but evil (the silent truth, Yamazaki), so things like the kitchen are assigned to the team They never bother... the dirty cutlery just piles up here and I go buy new ones..."

It is really lucky to be able to survive in such a difficult environment... Matsuyo sighed, shook his head, and turned to look at Yamazaki, still smiling.

"Can I ask Mr. Yamazaki to help me find a sturdy woven bag with a larger capacity?"

"Ah, it's okay to say."

Shinsengumi supervisor with a very deceptive age-defying baby face nodded, and hurried away with a hard-working expression.

Speaking of which, the first time I heard from Okita that Mr. Yamazaki was over 30 years old, I was really shocked...

The light-haired woman lowered her eyes slightly.

It has been almost half a month since she came back to this era after dying for unknown reasons.During this period of time, she found a lot of introductions about the current era in the database that the Shinsengumi could open, and she almost figured out the current state of the world.

The organization she lived in, called the Shinsengumi, is a police agency serving Edo under the shogunate. It is dedicated to combating various crimes and remnants of the barbarians. Because of this, it is naturally impossible for Songyang to ask them The whereabouts of the three teenagers who should grow up now.

It has been ten years since I died, and the failure of the war against the barbarians, to the day when the celestial beings became the resident personnel of this world...

A faint sigh escaped from her lips.

This is almost a brand new world, and Songyang is not particularly clear about many new and complicated things, but he has a strange sense of habit, although he has doubts, but he can avoid being seen as a flaw.

However, since she wants to live in this era, she, who has nothing now, also needs a place to live.

For this point, from a certain point of view, I have to thank the director of the Shinsengumi.

Hearing that she had nowhere to go for the time being, the kind-hearted chief sent her a request through Okita to be in charge of Shinsengumi's internal affairs and meals for the captain-level personnel.

It was only a few days later that Songyang found out that the director of the Shinsengumi was not the young man named Toshiro Hijikata, but a fake uncle named Isao Kondo, who was only 28 years old but matured too much. One of his strange nicknames.

"Aha, Miss Songyang, I'm really sorry, those guys are too lazy, it's really hard for you."

The vicissitudes of the uncle's voice sounded behind Songyang.Songyang didn't turn his head back, and curled the corners of his lips.

"Mr. Orangutan, ahem, Mr. Kondo, I have to thank you for having a place to stay temporarily."

"...Miss Songyang just said Mr. Orangutan, right..." The fake uncle behind was silent for a moment and spoke.

"Not really." Songyang turned his head slightly, his eyes stopped on Kondo, his smile exuded a black unknown gas.

"You heard me wrong, Mr. Orangutan who left the garbage dump to me alone."

"Ahaha." Kondo, who is actually a good man but inexplicably looks like an orangutan, smiled heartily and apologized.

"Sorry, Ms. Songyang, I once summoned those guys to clean up the kitchen, but every time that kid Souwu would fight with Fourteen and blow up the kitchen, I owed Uncle Songping money to rebuild the kitchen, I overdrawn my salary for several months."

Song Yang thought of the two people who seemed to dislike each other, and the scene of Gintoki and Takasugi bickering when they were young appeared in his mind, and his eyes couldn't help being a little gentle.

How should I put it, even though he has a face that has regressed several years, he is still a round older than these boys...

However, if Yinshi and the others made the kitchen like this, their heads would probably be swollen for several days...

Songyang sighed, restraining those messy memories.

"It's okay, just throw away some unnecessary things, please trouble Mr. Kondo."

"Aha, of course it is."

The good-tempered Mr. Director nodded. Under Songyang's instructions, he followed Yamazaki who came back with a woven bag very obediently, and put all the dirty and scabbed tableware into the woven bag, and then put the messy tableware on the floor. Moldy or rotten useless ingredients were picked up and stuffed into the bag.

After tidying up a bag full of garbage and carrying it out by Kondo and Yamazaki, Song Yang started to tidy up the much cleaner kitchen.

It was the end of spring at this time, and Songyang, who was used to long men's kimonos, had also changed back to women's attire.

It has to be said that this is the first time she has worn clothing that matches her gender since she can remember.

I also used the leftover hairpin to try to coil my hair according to the method accidentally taught to me by the mother-in-law of the ancient village who used to take care of the private school, but it would not feel hot and humid. With my familiar body, I always felt uncomfortable. How to adapt.

Regarding the question of age, when Song Yang was first questioned by Kondo, he had already found that his body hadn't changed at all since he died, so he gave him an age in his early 20s to deal with it.

As for her family background and the reason why she fainted at the entrance of the Shinsengumi, she felt that there was no need to hide it, and she honestly said that she found herself lying in the Shinsengumi as soon as she woke up. I don't know.

Songyang didn't think they stayed because of his isolation and helplessness.The person who can lead this organization cannot be a simple person.

However, no matter what, these are kind people, which are enough for me in the current situation.

After renovating the walls and range hood, Songyang is ready to clean up the dirty floors and windows.

She rolled up her wide sleeves and was about to pour water when she heard the soft voice of a boy coming from behind.

"By the way, senior Songyang should come out first, I'm going to blow up this place."

Songyang turned his head, and the chestnut-haired boy looked at her with innocent red eyes, with a cannon on his shoulder that could be taken out from behind anytime and anywhere.

The light-haired woman smiled and pointed her long, fair fingers at the mop leaning against the door.

"Sou Wu, do you want to help?"

Sure enough, children are the cutest.

Okita was stunned for a moment, his red eyes flickered, he put away the cannon, walked in, and looked around curiously.

"Senior Songyang is really amazing. One day, Shinsengumi's kitchen will be as clean as a newly built one. If that's the case, I won't blow it up."

The boy with chestnut hair spoke dangerous words, but obediently obeyed Songyang's order, picked up a mop and dipped it in clean water to mop the floor.

"Well, boys are rarely willing to do housework."

Songyang continued to scrub the windows that had been cleaned much, while chatting with Okita.

"Senior Songyang often does housework, did you need to take care of others before?"

Chong Tian held the mop and brushed it around like a fool, and then looked up at Song Yang who was cleaning the windows seriously, and asked whether it was unintentional or deliberate.

Songyang didn't hide anything, just nodded slightly.

"I used to run a private school, so cooking and washing clothes for children are all very common things."

"It's amazing." Okita tilted his head and sighed, and suddenly put down the mop as if remembering something. "Remember, the show at three o'clock has started. Mr. Doji and I are going to watch the recorded series. Goodbye, Senior Songyang."

Speaking of which, it's rare for two people who are incompatible with each other to get along peacefully, and that's when they watch TV.

Songyang shook his head with a smile, took back the mop, and mopped the floor carefully.

At the end of the kitchen cleaning, it is also time to perform one of the duties and make dinner.

Song Yang didn't know much about the preferences of each of the captains, so he packed up his tools and planned to ask Kondo about the situation.

In the corridor, I met Tufang who was supposed to be smoking after watching a TV series, and Songyang nodded to him.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Hichikata, by the way, do the captains of the Shinsengumi have any favorite food or food that everyone can accept?"

It is still very difficult to make food that everyone likes. Songyang only hopes that everyone will not be disgusted. It is probably feasible to ask the deputy director.

The man with the title of Deputy Chief of Ghost silently turned his face away from her eyes, and snorted in a cold tone.

"How could I know this?"

"Well, Senior Songyang, are you asking a mayonnaise star's favorite food? Of course it is mayonnaise."

Okita came out of the room carrying the cannon that would go online as soon as he saw the earthwork, and turned his head to signal Songyang to leave.

"Senior Songyang stayed away and said, I'm going to start massacring Mr. Hijikata."

"It's so noisy, brat, if you're fighting in the Shinsengumi, go to hell!"

Songyang walked away a little bit, helplessly watching the two incompatible boys fight and go away, and also remembered what Okita just said.

Like Gintoki, I have a particular preference for certain things...

The light-haired woman smiled, and finally, a complex expression appeared on her face.

Kotaro and Jinsuke, who are listed as the two most dangerous people to fight against barbarians, she needs a chance to meet them...

Also, that kid.

The author has something to say:

So it’s time for Sansan to change into women’s clothing, and I’m so excited when I think about it... Ahem, so I’ll be more entangled when I write the main article, so I can post a chapter in two days and I already vomit blood... If I catch up with the editor, then I can't update it stably... The author has to stay up late for homework at the Art Dog University [Crying because I'm still diligent... Give me more comments and encouragement TT