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

It was the next morning when Gao Shan sent her back.Songyang could see that the child didn't really want to let him go so soon, but it seemed that he had something important to leave immediately.

The purple-haired man in the bamboo hat only sent her to the port because of a special occasion.

Song Yang stood on the bank of the river, slightly curving the corners of his lips towards the calm looking man in front of him.I can vaguely hear the faint sounds of members of the Ghost Soldier Team hiding in the cabin and secretly opening the curtains to look out. The hot-tempered Youzi is about to be shot, and an uncle-faced samurai with cat eyes is next to him. Even Songyang was not used to the weird tone to dissuade Youzi.

"Master Jinsuke, look over here."

"Hey? Where is it?" The panicked Youzi believed it was true, and when he realized that he was being deceived, he raised his gun and chased the cat-eyed warrior. "Senior Wushi!!! You are too much!!!!!!"

"..." Regarding the activeness of the players, Takasugi's expression was a little imperceptibly annoyed.

Song Yang bent his eyes, regretting that he couldn't touch his hair because the other party was wearing a bamboo hat that almost covered the upper half of his face.

"I'll just go back by myself, Jinsuke."

The purple-haired man stretched out his hand and slightly raised the bamboo hat. His green eyes, which were not wrapped in bandages, watched her quietly, with a slight softness.

"If I didn't set off to the universe immediately, I would definitely send the teacher back..."

"Hey? Are you going to the universe again?"

Songyang slightly opened his eyes wide in surprise, feeling inexplicably complicated in his heart. "I don't see Jinzhu several times a year..."

Takasugi raised the corners of his mouth, a hint of joy appeared on his face, and his tone was ridiculed. "Will Songyang miss me?"

"Of course I will... If I'm alone, I always hope that you children can visit me often..."

The light-haired woman had a faint smile on her lips, and an indescribable melancholy in her pale green eyes. "The next time you pass by Edo, well, remember to come and see me if you have nothing else to do."

The man laughed softly, took a few steps forward, put the big bamboo hat on Songyang's head, and lowered his head slightly.Song Yang's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but felt a burst of warmth from the corner of his lips, and it was the purple-haired man who kissed him lightly.

"I will, Songyang."

In the painting boat by the river bank, the onlookers collectively showed stunned expressions of idiots.Gao Shan put the bamboo hat back on his head, took a few steps back, and looked gently at the light-haired woman with a somewhat uncomfortable and hesitant complexion, the corners of her lips curved with a deep meaning.

"Then, I'm leaving, Songyang. See you next time."

Song Yang quietly watched the purple-haired man's leaving back, looked at him from a long distance after he boarded the painting boat, and sighed softly when he finally ascended to the sky and could no longer be seen.

One thing I have to face is that these children have really grown up...

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Before returning home, Songyang passed the Zhenxuan Group. Standing not far from the entrance of the village, she saw many men and women in black clothes walking in, with sad and solemn expressions. She could faintly hear the sound of monks chanting sutras from the past.

Seeing this, Songyang was also a little frightened for a while.Could it be that someone died...

Fortunately, the clothes she was wearing today were darker in color, and she felt a little worried, so Songyang followed the flow of people in.

Standing outside the door of the inner room, she immediately saw the old fluffy dog ​​in the large framed photo frame in the center of the prepared mourning hall, and the black and white photo of Yamazaki in the small frame next to it, and her expression suddenly became embarrassing. for a moment.

So it was for the dog's funeral to bring Mr. Yamazaki along...

Knowing in his heart that Yamazaki's life was not in danger, Matsuyo shook his head helplessly, and left the Shinsengumi against the flow of people imperceptibly.

At the corner of the alley, Songyang just ran into Yamazaki who was running in a hurry.The baby-faced man in patient clothes seemed to have recovered completely. Since he didn't see the scene of Wanqi Heshang talking with Songyang, he reached out and touched the back of his head to say hello in embarrassment.

"Well, Miss Songyang looks like she just came out of the village... Are you all okay..."

Songyang blinked, with a mischievous expression on his face. "I went to visit a friend recently. I passed by the Shinsengumi just now, and I saw that everyone seemed to be having a funeral... Has anything happened recently?"

Hearing this, Yamazaki showed an expression of being struck by lightning, and ran to the village with a jump, not forgetting to say goodbye to her.

"I'm going back to the village first!!! Goodbye Miss Songyang!!!!!!"

Songyang looked at his energetic back, feeling relieved and relaxed in his heart.

Well, everyone is continuing to live well.

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When he got home, Songyang saw Yinshi standing on the steps in front of the entrance from a distance, clasping his hands, leaning his back on the door frame, raising his head slightly, staring at the faint halo in the distant sky in a daze.

From his appearance, it could not be seen that he had just experienced a fierce battle, and there were no obvious traumas on his body.

Songyang took a few steps forward, and the silver-haired man who had been highly focused looked in her direction for an instant.

Song Yang was stunned, looking at the silver-haired man walking towards her with a gloomy expression, those pale red eyes were full of anger that was about to come.

Songyang stood on the spot, staggered and stopped, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

It's just a few days of reminiscing with the kid Jinsuke, although the main reason is that I don't want to see the struggle between the former students, but what is this feeling like being caught right...

"...I'm back, Silver Toki."

Yinshi stood in front of her, was silent for a while, and opened his mouth slowly.

"I went to see the short shirt, didn't I?"

Song Yang hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded, and looked away from the silver-haired man holding back his anger.

This kid looks very angry...

"I took it with Jinsuke for two or three days and then came back..."

Her gaze fell on Yinshi's bandage-wrapped hands, and she was startled. When she raised her eyes to look at Yinshi's expressionless face, worries surged in her heart.

"Yinshi... Is your hand... hurt badly?"

The silver-haired man who was about to say something was slightly stunned, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded a little, Songyang heard him sigh softly, and then the man handed the bandaged invisible hand to Songyang's eyes.

"It was very painful before, but now it's getting better."

Seeing that he didn't seem so angry anymore, Songyang breathed a sigh of relief, seeing his palm completely covered by bandages still felt a little distressed, thought for a moment, and asked.

"For Yinshi, would you like to rest at my place today?"

In bringing up this topic, on the one hand, I want Yinshi not to continue to be entangled in her whereabouts in the past few days.

"...Spent the night with you in Songyang?" Yin Shi rolled his eyes and asked.

Song Yang originally wanted to shake his head, but for some reason, looking at the silver-haired man's focused eyes, he nodded in a strange way.

Yinshi was stunned for a moment, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and various unhealthy images suddenly appeared in his mind. When he realized it, he had already followed Songyang into the courtyard.

The silver-haired man sat in front of the low table, looked at and said, "You can get something to eat when I go to give Yin." 'The light-haired woman who left just wanted to pound the table angrily.

How can Xiu Yinsang obviously ask the teacher for guilt so that the teacher will feel guilty and take advantage of it by the way? Ahhhhhhhh! ! ! ! !Why is it so easy to be led away from thinking? ! ! ! !

After thinking about it, he calmed down again.Even though it was clear that part of the purpose of the other party's proposal was to divert his attention, he naturally would not reject such a good proposal.

Being in the same room or something, maybe they can share the same bed... The silver-haired man's dead fish eyes were crescent-shaped, and a wretched smile appeared on his face.

Song Yang, who came in with the refreshments he had prepared, knew what he was thinking when he saw Yin's expression, a vein popped on his forehead instantly, put down the refreshments, and hammered down the natural curly hair .

"I'm going to be angry, Gintoki."

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After all, Yinshi is not the child he used to be, and his thoughts are also very clear, Songyang also has some concerns in his heart, chatting with him until the evening, and earnestly tidy up in the shower in exchange for Wearing haori.

"So Songyang, you don't need to prepare any changes of clothes... How convenient it is to just put on a bath towel."

Yinshi, who has been highly concentrated since Songyang said he was going to take a bath, looks at Songyang who has quickly tidied up his daily clothes with regret, and silently complains.

I thought I could see a picture of the bath or something...

Listening to his unscrupulous tone, Song Yang felt a row of black lines appear on his forehead, and knocked him on the head angrily.

"I'm really going to be angry."

Gintoki scratched his hair embarrassingly, retreated to the corner, and stopped saying bad things.

After Songyang took a shower, he came out neatly with his long light-colored hair that was slightly dampened with water vapor, and it was no surprise that he received a disappointed look from the silver-haired man sitting at the low table with a loose posture.

Songyang's forehead burst into a crossroad, and he took out a new towel and hit Zhongyin in the face angrily.

"If you make trouble again, I'll send you to hell, Gintoki."

"Hey, I got it, teacher. I'm going to take a shower too."

Yinshi untied the bandage on the recipient's hand, showed Songyang the scabbed palm, grasped the relaxed towel in his hand, turned his shoulders while standing up to move his muscles and bones, and muttered.

"Songyang, you should really buy a sofa. Yinsang's shoulders are sore and her back hurts from sitting on the ground."

Seeing that the injury on his hand was recovering well, Songyang felt relieved, and sighed helplessly at Yinshi's complaints.

"Yinshi's words are the best to know where my money is going."

Thinking of a girl with a belly in Wanshiwu, Yinshi's face froze, and he scratched his head uncomfortably and laughed.

"Yin Sang doesn't play steel balls very much anymore, and the rent is also paid every month... (Although I always owe three months), if you are Songyang, don't be too spoiled by the little god. happy."

"Go take a bath, Yinshi." Songyang smiled and shook his head, not intending to respond to Yinshi's words.

From the bottom of her heart, she likes these kind children very much, so she also likes to see the happy faces of these children, just like in the past.

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Songyang found Yinshi a yukata that he bought when he met Guishi in the shemale shop. The sleeves of such a large yukata were quite short for Yinshi's physique. hair came out.

Songyang was making the bed, and when he saw Yinshi wearing a short bathrobe, he couldn't help smiling at first, then saw the steam on Yinshi's head, frowned, and beckoned Yinshi to come over and let him bow his head , took Mao Jing and dried his hair seriously.

"You should take good care of yourself, too..."

Those who are close can hear the other party's shallow breathing.The silver-haired man raised his eyes carefully from the gap in his hair to watch the gentle smile on the slightly upturned face of the light-haired woman, listening to the soft feather-like tone of the other party echoing in his ears, as if passing by his heart, Bring shallow throbbing and light itching.

The silver-haired man clenched his fists, and the light in his pale red eyes was flickering. He tried hard to suppress the urge to crush him directly on the tatami.

If it gets out of control again, I'm afraid the teacher will really run away with that short shirt...

For this, right now, I still have to be patient...

The author has something to say:

Keke, it’s offline again,,,, the Yoshihara chapter starts tomorrow,,, hey, there are so many benefits for Yinsang. ~~~ It’s so nice to be jealous or something [Hold your face]

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