After the spring break, Songyang received a batch of holiday observation diaries from the children. After carefully reading each one, Songyang's understanding of the current children's brain holes was severely refreshed.

What about the mayonnaise factory, the uncle's breeding diary, no matter how you look at it, you can match up with certain people you know.

However, among her students, the child with the biggest brain is indeed Kotaro...

On the phone was a text message from a certain Gui who was currently on vacation in a supposedly eerie prison. 'Teacher, teacher~ I don’t know why Mr. Sueji, who lives opposite me recently, can’t sleep well. Every morning when I have breakfast, I can see his dark circles. It’s really unknown what I’m doing when I’m asleep. training? What a formidable character! '

Songyang silently supported his forehead.It should be said that this child's characteristic of not being able to focus has never changed for ten years.At first, Songyang saw him send a text message saying that he was still a little worried in prison, but after listening to him talk about his life for several days, Songyang had no other reaction except black lines.

That Mr. Suekyoshi really worked hard...

After escaping from prison with the help of Elizabeth, Gui also came to her place to see her. After talking a little bit about the interview of new team members recently, he continued to go back to look for the dawn of Edo. No matter how Song Yang heard it, he felt that the new team members Gui described seemed real. Yamazaki, who selected the team, remained silent because of Gui's enthusiasm for training new players.

Kotaro, a child, actually knows everything in his heart, so he doesn't need to worry too much.

During the public holidays these few days, Songyang went shopping in the town. Walking in the street, she felt eyes from unknown directions probing around. Songyang slowed down, glanced behind her without a trace, and saw A boy with short dark brown hair pretended to look around and followed her not far away. He was wearing a light gray kimono, which was a bit worn out.

Songyang's eyes flickered, and he continued to move forward naturally, as if he hadn't noticed it.

The boy named Haruta felt that it was a mistake for him to change to this street today to find his target.The whole street was full of civilians who seemed to be in relatively good conditions. He was very wary of such a worn-out strange child like him, and he didn't even have a chance to get close, let alone strike.

If you don't raise enough money, you will have to wait for a long time... When Haruta looked around anxiously, the light-haired woman with a slender figure and a high-quality light blue kimono in front of him appeared in his sight.

Qingtai, who has always been good at observing words and expressions, identified the woman as a fat sheep at a glance. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be vigilant, he gritted his teeth and quickened his pace to follow.

In the next second, Haruta began to break out in a cold sweat.

Hand, hand is caught! ! ! ! !

Under the curious eyes of passers-by, Songyang easily picked up the boy who was firmly grasped by him, threw his head up on his shoulders, and smiled calmly when the boy was about to yell. . 'If you dare to call, I will send you to the Shinsengumi. ', then satisfied to see the boy nodding with a mournful face.

Songyang didn't say anything superfluous, and carried the child all the way to the dessert shop that Yin often went to, ordered two ice creams, and put one in front of the child.

In fact, the boy with a cute appearance blinked his dark brown eyes, glanced at Songyang hesitantly, reached out to pick up the spoon and ate the ice cream silently.

Seeing that he was relaxed, Songyang also picked up a spoon to eat ice cream, and waited until the two of them had eaten almost to the bottom, before opening their mouths.

"Do you want to come and work with me? You seem to be short of money."

The man holding the spoon was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at the light-haired woman with a gentle expression on the opposite side, and after a few seconds, he made a sound.

"What kind of job?"

Songyang thought for a while and said. "It's not a complicated job. I'm a teacher in a private school. I'm usually alone at home. If you want, just help me clean the yard and tidy up the books. I'll pay [-] yuan for the salary, which can be paid once a week. If you want ?"

Haru looked up, almost dumbstruck.No matter how you listen to it, it is a great thing, even more money than stealing your wallet and worrying about it.

He couldn't believe the good news, but the other party's warm smile made him completely unable to make other guesses, and could only ask suspiciously.

"Hey, I'm planning to steal your money, why are you helping me?"

The light-haired woman curled her lips, and there was an inexplicable trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

"Probably, you remind me of a former student..."

For some reason, the appearance of this child reminded her of Gintoki whom she first met on the battlefield, but no matter what, since she met her, she would not let this child live a life of stealing.

"It seems that you are really a private school teacher..."

Qingta, who has lived alone since her grandfather's death, is still able to distinguish the difference between people. The person in front of her has an inexplicable gentleness, just like his imaginary mother.

The dark brown-haired boy blushed and said awkwardly. "Hi, my name is Qingta, what's your name?"

"Me?" The light-haired woman bent her eyes and smiled. "My name is Yoshida Matsuyo."

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Taking Qingta, the eight-year-old newly recruited helper today, Songyang returned home, asked him to sit down, and put the bought things into the room by himself.

She could see that the child didn't really want to steal, she was afraid that there was something unspeakable, so she was a little concerned about the child's thoughts, and when she came out, she saw the child sitting at the low table uncomfortably, pretending to look at it casually According to the layout of the interior.

"What does Qingta like to eat?"

Songyang took some snacks and put them in front of Qingta, and asked him seriously about his preferences. "I can cook most of the food."

"...I'm obviously here to help. Well, I'm not picky eaters." Qingtai watched Songyang put down his snacks and stood up awkwardly, obviously not used to this kind of treatment, scratching his head with a very complicated expression .

"It's okay, just sit down, Qingta." Songyang also sat down, and looked at this child who was obviously much better-behaved than Yinshi with a smile on his face.

"As for Haruta, it looks like she is short of money."

When this matter was mentioned, Haruta, who was still full of embarrassment, changed her expression, and lowered her head a little downcast.

"I want to buy someone."

Songyang's expression was startled, and he was very surprised by the words of the child in front of him.

Today's kids are really amazing...

"...Then, who is Haruta planning to buy?"

The dark brown-haired boy took a deep breath, looked up at the light-haired woman with a gentle face, and asked hesitantly.

"Well, Ms. Matsuyo, do you know Yoshihara?"

"Yoshihara?"

Songyang thought for a while, and remembered that this street named Yoshihara was mentioned a long time ago, and it was a flower street where wandering girls gathered.

Where did this kid go...

Seeing Songyang's silence, Qingta probably thought she didn't understand as a girl, so she explained. "It's an underground flower street, known as the market of eternal night."

After a pause, he spoke again.

"I want to buy it, the oiran there, Mrs. Rilun."

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Yoshihara chapter get~ Tomorrow night will show the picture of Oiran Sansan~~

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