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

"name?"

"Sakata Gintoki, this is Sakata Matsuyo. Aww!!"

Song Yang smiled, retracted the hand that knocked out a big bag on Yin Shi's head, and explained to the young man who was holding a pen in a daze.

"Yoshida Matsuyo."

"Profession?"

"...Boss of Wanshiwu, this is the husband of Wanshiwu... Pfft..."

"I am the teacher of Terakoya."

After one or two visits, the faces of the team members who were recorded were also a little dark.

"Hey, you two, this is the police station, be more serious, or you will be more attractive."

"Huh? What did you guys say to Yinsang's teacher?" Yinshi suddenly pulled out his wooden sword and slashed at the wooden table. With a loud bang, the wooden table was completely shattered in the dust, and the expression on his face was still lazy. Yes, but there was a faint black and unknown aura in his eyes.

The young team member looked at the wooden sword stuck in the debris, shook his hand, and immediately dropped his pen in fright, bent down to pick it up tremblingly, and shook his head desperately.

"No, no, no, no, nothing... Ask, end, end..."

The young team members stood up tremblingly and rushed out of the interrogation room.

"Yinshi..." Songyang sighed, watching Yinshi casually pulled out the sword and put it back on his waist in a nonchalant manner, smiled and shook his head.

This kid is really...

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When Okita came to see the group leader with the cannon, Gintoki was lazily leaning on the back of the chair and drowsy, and Shoyang, who had nothing to do, sat on the side and waited.

"Ale? Sister Songyang? It seems to be all right, well, you have worked hard."

Okita tilted his head, put away the cannon, and walked towards Songyang. "Go back, let the boss do the rest."

"Hey hey! You bastard!" Gintoki's face darkened after being woken up. "If you're not mistaken, you're here to bail us out, right?"

"It's not you, it's Sister Songyang alone." Okita opened his innocent eyes, and said something irritating in his mouth. "The boss was arrested in the name of disturbing order. In theory, he will come out a day later."

Yinshi's face was completely dark, and with Song Yanghu behind him, he smashed the wall of the room with a knife, and the blade came towards Okita, and Okita jumped away lightly, and the two of them jumped out of the room.

Songyang sat in a safe place and silently supported his forehead.

Gintoki's temper is still the same as when he was a child...

She smiled and shook her head, stepped on the ruins and walked out, and on the other side of the corridor, a man named Isaburo Sasaki also slowly appeared in the sight of several people.

"Please don't blame them, it's our responsibility."

With a sound, the man in glasses in a snow-white uniform exuded an elite air all over his body, with a sword slanted in his waist, and his expression was indifferent.

"I didn't expect the two of you to be friends of the Shinsengumi. I'm really sorry. Then, you two, I will pay back your condolence fee, time loss fee and a series of expenses." He said, handing over a piece of paper.

"Please write the amount on the back."

When the gaze shifted from Isaburo to Gintoki's face, Shoyang was surprised.Hearing this sentence, Yinshi's dead fish eyes suddenly lit up, and a rippling atmosphere exuded from his whole face, while shouting, "Do the bastard elite think that money can soothe our wounded hearts!", He didn't take the paper, but suddenly squatted down and wrote a string of zeros at the beginning of a roll of toilet paper that rolled out of nowhere.

"Sure enough, you still have to use toilet paper to write."

Okita blinked, picked up the toilet paper head, and started blowing his nose seriously. "Thank you, Your Majesty Sasaki, for your hard work. This matter will be evened out. Besides, I'm only here to release Sister Songyang on bail. Boss can do whatever you want."

"Hey, you bastard! Are you kidding me!" Yin Shi frowned.

Song Yang bent his lips, cast his eyes on the indifferent gray-haired man, saluted slightly, and wanted to solve this matter quickly in his heart.

"Thank you Mr. Sasaki for your kindness. There is no need for anything else. Please let us go back immediately." She smiled gently, but her tone was somewhat solemn.

"This is natural." Isaburo's eyes fell on the light-haired woman's smile that didn't reach her eyes, her eyes flickered slightly, and Songyang was a little surprised when he said something again.

"However, I have a person here who says he is an old friend of Lord Songyang. Would you like to meet him?"

"Old friend?" Songyang was startled.She can't remember that she has an old friend in the police station. How can I say that the people who can still be related to her are from the position of hostility to the shogunate, and the longer-term existence is like Oboro , It is hard to imagine what kind of scene it will be when we meet again.

"Old friends? Ale, isn't Yinsang the only old friend you have here in Songyang?"

The silver-haired man took a few lazily steps forward with one hand in his hand, imperceptibly protecting Song Yang behind him, but his loose eyes were sharply fixed on the expressionless Isaburo.

"Yin Sang can also meet Songyang, your old friend."

The man known as the elite hooked his mouth and continued talking.

"That person asked me to tell Mr. Songyang a word. Now, she has a new name that suits her identity as a girl."

Songyang was stunned suddenly.

Could it be... that child...?

"I probably understand, so where is she?"

"Her?" Yinshi scratched his hair, noticed Songyang's address, and his expression was a little surprised. "Ale, girl? Forget it... Yinsang will wait for you here."

Shoyang nodded, heard Isaburo say the place, gave Gintoki and Okita some instructions, and went to that place.

Gintoki, who stayed behind, heard Okita and Isaburo say a bunch of nonsense of unknown meaning, and looked at the toilet paper on the ground with a slightly frantic expression.

"Hey! Give me back my zero, you bastard! My money is ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

How can you marry Songyang without money, you bastard! !

"Are you short of money?" Isaburo glanced at the silver-haired man squatting on the ground, his voice could not detect emotion.

"Let me introduce you to a job."

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Only at such moments did she have to face the fact that her memory and the past were all malicious.

The blue long-haired girl in a pure white uniform was standing in the courtyard with her back facing her. When Songyang walked behind her, she suddenly realized it. She drew out her sword and was about to move, but Songyang easily grabbed the hilt.

"It really is Mukuro, he has grown up a lot."

The girl with long blue hair froze slightly, turned around, her red eyes were still as calm as an ancient well as when she was a child.

She took back the wooden sword, took a few steps back, and bowed to Songyang.

"Long time no see, Songyang."

"I remember, at that time, Mu was in the Naraku of Tianzhaoyuan..." Songyang frowned and tried to recall the past in the prison, but he was always unable to do what he wanted.

The blue-haired girl blinked and explained. "I've already come out from there, and now I'm serving as deputy chief under Isaburo, who gave me the name Imai Nobuo."

"Hey? What a suitable name for a girl."

Songyang smiled, looking at this girl whom he had briefly taught in his childhood, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Finally, there is a student who is not a wanted criminal but a policeman... Although in a sense, it is also a tricky profession.

The believer's eyes flickered, looking at the light-haired woman's gentle smile that was no different from ten years ago, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked.

"Songyang, how are you doing now?"

Songyang curved his lips and joked. "I thought you would first ask me why nothing has changed."

None of the three students had ever asked her this question, and she naturally didn't know about it, and she couldn't remember how she went from the place where she died to lying at the door of the Shinsengumi, and how her body hadn't changed at all after ten years, but, There is always someone who knows the whole story of this matter better than her.

For example, hazy.Or maybe it's Mukuro, or maybe it's the self who will wake up someday.

"Variety?"

The letter girl showed a slightly puzzled expression.Although in the eyes of others, nothing has changed.She looked at Songyang a few times, as if she had just discovered it, she nodded.

"It's still the same as before, and the way you smile is the same."

Avoided this problem.

The light-haired woman raised the corners of her eyes, and her brows and eyes seemed to open suddenly.She smiled and shook her head slightly.

"I'm very happy to see you grow up. It's a good start to have a new name, Xinnv."

Because Yinshi was still waiting for him, Songyang just left his number and address, said goodbye to the letter girl, went back to the interrogation room, and led Yinshi, who seemed to be in a better mood, home.

Isaburo walked into the courtyard and saw the letter girl standing there, leaning against the wall, meditating on something, and couldn't help being a little curious.

The name of Yoshida Shoyo always seemed familiar to him, but no matter which record had this name appeared, this person was also White Yaksha, the governor of the ghost army, a frantic noble son, and even a believer. The child's former teacher.

How could such a person not leave any traces in the records.

Forget it, I can't find any conclusions now, after all, the current self and that person are in a cooperative relationship.

"Have you seen Mr. Songyang, believer girl?"

The blue-haired girl nodded, looked at the extra donut in Isaburo's hand, her eyes lit up, she jumped over, bit the donut and started eating.

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"Speaking of which, I thought you would bring Ms. Songyang to the boat directly, Jinzhu, but you haven't seen her yet."

Wanqi on the river passed by the corridor, and saw Takasugi sitting by the window sill, looking at the lake with a pipe in his hand, thinking about something.

Hearing Wanqi Heshang's question, the purple-haired man didn't turn his head back, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke rings, his expression tinged with a rare softness.

"When this matter is over, I will stay in Edo for a few days."

"Actually, it's you again who didn't want her to find out that you were the one who joined forces with the Jianhui group to attack the Shinsen group this time."

After Wan Qi sharply pointed out his thoughts, even Gao Shan's expression changed slightly, and his green eyes narrowed slightly.

"You look idle, Wanqi."

Heshang Wanqi shrugged his shoulders, and the dark glasses happened to block his probing eyes.

"Speaking of which, Jinzhu, it's the same whenever you go to see her. The nature of this incident is completely different from the last one, and we won't show up. Is it really okay if you don't hurry to see her?"

Wan Qi murmured, Gao Shan didn't raise his eyelids, and replied leisurely.

"Wan Qi, you talk too much."

Heshang Wanqi choked, shook his head, and was about to leave with the shamisen on his back.

After walking a few steps, the faint voice of the purple-haired man came from behind. "I may be away for a while later."

Wanqi on the river waved his hand, did not look back, and continued to walk forward, sighing in his heart.

Jinsuke is still so arrogant (wrong).

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Meeting acquaintances Keke Xinnvchan is an important person who can see through everything. . .The short shirt is back~