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

"That's the soul that never dies."

With these words as a summary, the three young people who sneaked into the arena successfully disrupted the battle situation and also eliminated the arena's current ring leader Cha Jini.

As a large group of Shinsengumi members in the same black uniforms poured into the arena to control the situation, the man wearing a hat and a mask on the high platform hooked his mouth, turned and walked towards the passage leading to the spaceship.

"I saw a very interesting monkey show."

The voice overflowing from under the mask could not tell the gender, only a kind of indifference and arrogance that regarded everything as an ant.

The person who was dressed the same as him followed quickly and asked respectfully.

"Master Xu, do you want to return now?"

But he couldn't stop beating the drums in his heart.

This adult has never cared about these meaningless things in her opinion, why would he suddenly want to come to Edo for inspection today?It also encountered such a disappointing accident. Now, it seems that the human organization will be severely punished.

"Hmph." There was a sneer from under the mask, no emotion could be heard, but it made the listener feel like they were in an ice cellar.

"After watching the play, it is natural to go back."

That's really interesting, did that person teach you the so-called samurai's eyes?It's a little bit worth looking forward to.

Either, those guys called samurai, or, that guy.

Yoshida Matsuyo.

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After Gintoki bid farewell to Hijikata Okita by the river, he waved for Shinpachi and Kagura to go back first. He stood alone for a while before he looked away from the orange-red sunset.

With one hand resting casually on his waist, he stretched out the other arm, picked out his ears, and chanted as if talking to himself.

"Ale, it's getting late, it's time to pick up Songyang, well, I haven't seen you for two days, Songyang will miss me, what, you say no, Ale, Yinsang suddenly feels itchy... .”

As he muttered, he walked slowly along the long river bank. On the river not far away, an exquisitely decorated boat slowly rowed in the opposite direction from him.

The silver-haired man stopped abruptly.

On the side of the painting boat stood a man in a black cloak covering his entire head with a bamboo hat.It is somewhat difficult to tell gender from the shape of the body.The man looked straight ahead of the river and didn't glance at him.

But for some reason, Yinshi felt that the man was watching him.

He waited for the painting boat and that strange person to completely disappear from his sight before taking another step.

The distant sky gradually fell into endless darkness.

"Ale, it's already this late. It seems that after bringing Songyang back, it's better to stay with her for one night."

The silver-haired man's voice and his back slowly disappeared into the deepening night.

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The timing of Yinshi's arrival was not so coincidental, Songyang had just had dinner and was taking a shower.

Rilun asked Yueyong to bring tea to greet him, and he lazily leaned back on the chair, chatting with Rilun without saying a word, but his eyes unconsciously glanced into the inner room.

"Is Yinsang coming to pick Miss Songyang back now? Is it getting late?"

Yinshi replied vaguely, then shook his head again, no movement could be seen in his usually loose eyes.

"It's just that the commission is completed, so I'll come over to see Songyang, and I'll come pick her up tomorrow."

"Hey?" Rilun was stunned for a while, after thinking for a while, he still felt that he had to do something for Yinshi, and asked.

"Do you want Yinsang to rest here for the night today? There are so many rooms, why run back and forth?"

While talking, Songyang was still changing clothes in the bathroom.

Rilun was in a hurry, and she didn't have time to go back to get her own clothes. Fortunately, the most important thing Yoshihara lacked was girls' clothes. She borrowed some simple clothes from Rilun to wear temporarily.

However, the style is simple, but the colors are still bright.

She really doesn't like such a bright color, although Rilun and Yueyong think this color suits her very well.

Song Yang changed into a furisode kimono with a deep red cloud pattern, wiped his hair, and came out. At a glance, he saw someone who was originally spread out on a chair, and when he saw her come out, he straightened up and stared straight at her. Her silver-haired man.

"...Gintoki why are you here now..."

Songyang felt a little helpless being stared at by him, and silently walked to the chair next to Rilun and sat down.

"Ale, um, I stopped by because today's entrusted work was completed." The silver-haired man scratched his hair, his eyes wandering.

Haruta, who came out of the room after finishing her homework, greeted Hirin Matsuyo and kindly reminded Gintoki. "Yin-sang, you have a nosebleed."

"Ale, you misunderstood the kid, it's just a symbol of surging emotions."

Yinshi wiped away the nosebleed indifferently, his gaze was firmly fixed on Songyang, and the images in his mind were already ups and downs.

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The clothes to be made by Rilun will almost enter the finishing work tonight.From the perspective of teaching, Songyang felt that Rilun was indeed a student with quick hands-on ability, and the finished product of haori for the first time exceeded her own expectations.

She helped the sun wheel deal with the details and went back to the room to rest.Gintoki, who was sweating all over, borrowed Qingta's place to take a bath. When she was asked about history by Qingta in the corridor, Gintoki casually put on a bath towel and came out with her upper body bare after taking a bath.

Song Yang frowned.After all, he no longer treats Yinshi as a child, so he is somewhat uncomfortable in such a situation.

She felt the silver-haired man's fiery gaze fixed on her body, answered Haruta's question hastily, and raised her head.

The silver-haired man casually leaned against the wall, his muscular body came into his eyes.

Obviously I was skinny when I was young.Songyang suddenly recalled the scene of helping the young Yinshi take a bath in the past, and laughed out loud.

Yin Shi, who originally wanted to attract her attention, was dumbfounded by this smile. "Does Yinsang look funny, Songyang?"

"No, I just remembered what you looked like when you were a child." The light-haired woman smiled softly, the corners of her eyes full of nostalgia.

"Ale, don't break the news about Yinsang in front of the brat, otherwise Yinsang will do something to destroy the corpse."

Successfully scaring Qingta into a cold war, the silver-haired man curled his lips viciously, walked over lazily, and opened the door for Songyang.

"It's getting late, go back."

Songyang blinked, looked at his naked upper body and lower body wrapped in a towel, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Are you... sure you're going to wander the hallway without getting dressed?"

"..." The silver-haired man withdrew his hand silently.

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Before Songyang could stay alone in the room for a long time, familiar footsteps came from outside the door.She sighed and called when the footsteps stopped at the door.

"Come in, Silver."

The rare silver-haired man didn't wear the same three-piece suit for thousands of years, but wore a loose dark blue bathrobe, holding a small plate of snacks and a jug of colorless and mellow wine in his hand.

He sat down at the low table, put down his snacks, and poured wine. "Rilun brought some food over, and Yinsang, I volunteered to bring your portion too."

Smelling the aroma of the wine, Songyang glanced at Yinshi's happy appearance drinking alone, his eyes flickered, and he turned his head helplessly.

"You know I'm not good at drinking, but you still bring wine here, are you trying to greed me?"

"This is sake with a very low alcohol content. Songyang, you can't even drink this."

The silver-haired man raised his eyebrows, poured out a small cup, and brought it to her. "Try it? If you feel uncomfortable, don't drink it."

Songyang hesitated for a few seconds, took the wine glass, sipped it shallowly, found that he was fine, heaved a sigh of relief, and poured a second glass happily with the corners of his eyes bent.

"It's been a long time since I've had a good drink..." When the light-haired woman held on to the glass and sighed, Gintoki suddenly realized that she had already drank several glasses in a row.He looked at the face of the light-haired woman, and noticed that her eyes seemed to be in a trance.

Yinshi hesitated for a moment, then reached out and snatched the wine glass from her hand. "Stop drinking, you'll be drunk."

Of course he knew that as long as this person was drunk, he would gradually lose consciousness and lose his usual strong appearance.It may be a good time now, but he still doesn't want to do some mindless things easily.

However, this was not something he could have expected.

Probably due to the improvement of stamina, the light-haired woman's eyes became more and more blurred. Seeing the wine glass being taken away, she seemed a little dissatisfied and wanted to reach out to grab it. Looking unconscious, she was startled, and quickly reached out to help her, but she slipped and was thrown to the ground by her.

What a bad pose...

The light-haired woman was lying in his arms, losing all strength, and raised her head in a daze, her pale green eyes were full of haze and trance, and her beautiful face was tinged with ambiguity due to drunkenness, soft and tender. The touch and temperature of the body were clearly transmitted from his arms around her to the whole body through the thin fabric.

Those always soft lips seemed to be more rosy, and they seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't hear clearly.

The silver-haired man's eyes turned red slightly, and his brain seemed to be controlled by Ben at the moment. Subconsciously, he hugged the man's body tightly, pressed the back of her head with one hand and kissed her.

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Don't favor one over another~ If you are on time at eight o'clock, you will definitely be locked tomorrow. . .Just sauce and don’t just focus on the next chapter~