Return to the world

"I remember it quite clearly." Kagura said with some doubts: "Then what about your lover's last name and preferences? What's the style of dressing? Where was the first date?"

"The last name...can't remember clearly. I like to eat sweets. I dress very conservatively - the seniors all show their armpits, but he only covers himself thickly. It seems like this? The first date is at the end of the summer festival After the street, I picked up trash on the street with him."

"Picking up trash?!" Shinpachi yelled out, "Isn't God's dating activities too pathetic?"

"It must be because the author thinks that the plot of participating in the 'Summer Festival' with his lover is too vulgar and I don't want to write about it, so I just write about picking up trash after the summer festival is over, Aru." Kagura expressed her understanding: "Then Who took the initiative to confess first?"

"It's him." Zhao Fenghong tilted his head and recalled: "I can't remember exactly what he said."

"Ah, I actually remember a lot of things." Yin Shi leaned against the railing: "It's memory loss, but it's not completely memory loss."

"That's why I feel very strange." Zhao Fenghong was a little worried: "Why should I do such a thing to myself? Why should I let myself forget about my lover?"

The three people in Wanshiwu looked at each other, Qiqi looked at the melancholy god with eyes full of pity, and said in unison: "It goes without saying that we all understand."

Kagura: "Isn't it just a lovelorn? Aru, there is a saying in my hometown, 'the streets are full of five-legged men'!"

Shinpachi: "It's not a big deal to lose love. It's fine to forget it... Wait a minute, men have three legs, not five!"

Yin Shi: "Ah Yin, who is super talented, I have five legs."

Shinpachi: "Hey! The topic is completely wrong, hey!"

"So, I should have lost love, so I erased my memory?" Zhao Fenghong asked hesitantly: "To be honest, it doesn't seem like my style of acting."

"What is the style of the gods?" Shinpachi asked.

"If you break up in love, directly erase the traces of the other party's existence." Zhao Fenghong replied calmly.

Gintoki & Shinpachi & Kagura: ...

Shinpachi shouted a little brokenly: "...Hey! It's too straightforward!"

"Is it hard to understand?" Zhao Fenghong said: "I am a god who is used to being sought after by human beings. Imposing wills on human beings is what I do most often. The mood of human beings is not within the scope of my care at all. What's more What's more, I have never been in love, so I don't know how to solve the problem of 'broken love'."

"Since I erased my own memory." Shinpachi said, "Can I cancel the intention I made?"

"No." Zhao Fenghong replied: "Unless the person who gave the will dies, the will will be invalid. Generally speaking, I am the one who is responsible for giving the will. But I am immortal."

"So, since it is the god in charge of time and life and death, why not go back to the past?" Shinpachi made another suggestion: "Go and see who was in love with you in the past..."

"It's also very difficult to do." Zhao Fenghong rubbed her chin and thought, "The intentions of 'controlling life and death', 'tampering with history', and 'guiding the underworld' are all accomplished through 'manipulating time'. However There is a characteristic of time, it is easy to go forward, but difficult to go backward. I can easily go to the future and walk forward without stopping, but I need to pay one percent of my life to go back to the past. As the saying goes, 'time waits for no one' , the gods are also within the scope of limitations."

"Anyway, you are immortal." Yinshi said lazily, "It's no big deal to give up one percent of your life. ∞x%1=∞, right?"

"Strictly speaking, my lifespan is not infinite, but also has a limit. It's just that my lifespan is far longer than human beings, which is too unimaginable for humans, so I use 'eternal life' to refer to it." Zhao Fenghong Said: "The question is, is this relationship worth one percent of my life to explore?"

"The love that you have to think of no matter what, it should be worth it...?" Kagura placed the love book in his hand.

"Have you ever been in love?" Zhao Fenghong walked around in front of the three of them.

Shinpachi shook his head honestly, Kagura called a huge white dog, put his arms around the big white dog's neck and said excitedly, "Singharu and I are in love, Aru", while Gintoki said deeply He was very popular, and countless women had loved him.

"Okay, I understand that none of you have ever been in love." Zhao Fenghong shook her hand: "The same is the end of the world."

Yinshi: "... who is the same degenerate as you!"

Zhao Fenghong: "You guys. I had a relationship, and I erased it with my own hands, so I will return to the state of 'no relationship'. You have never been in love, so we are all a group of guys who have never experienced love."

Yinshi raised his eyebrows uncomfortably, cleared his throat and said bravely, "I'm really very popular..."

Zhao Fenghong: "The credibility of this statement by an unmarried uncle in the second half of his twenties is really low."

Yin Shi: "...But I have seen the appearance of love."

"I have seen it too." Zhao Fenghong said: "I have lived for a long time, and I have seen many people live together in the name of love, and then separate because of trivial matters."

"I told you a long time ago that a guy who has not personally participated in the world has no right to comment on the world." Yinshi said: "The love you have seen is not a story of personal participation at all, is it? It is just a story from a distance." The earth is watching from the sky, occasionally sneering 'seen'?"

"Almost." Zhao Fenghong replied, "Go on, Shiraiyasha."

This nickname that hasn't appeared in a long time made Yinshi silent for three seconds, he turned his head with some discomfort, and said, "I'm a little surprised to be called this title by you."

"When I knew you, you were White Yasha." Zhao Fenghong said, "You also forgot."

"Okay, okay, a man in the second half of his twenties that no one wants will continue to tell his story-in fact, there is nothing to tell." Yinshi said: "A courtesan, who was the most beautiful in the city when he was young, won However, he fell in love with the courtier of the general's family and fell in love with him. This alluring love was fruitless, and then when the two were dying, they still remembered each other, and their last wish was to see each other again Up side."

"So?" Zhao Fenghong held her cheek, not knowing what to do.

"This is love." Shinpachi interjected, "Even after decades of ups and downs, the memories of first love still linger."

"That's right!" Kagura stared at the words on the love book, and read out word by word: "The so-called 'first love feeling, recalled in old age, the heart will still be pounding faster, the taste of love is wonderful'. First love is It's something hard to forget!"

"The love you see is no different from the love I see." Zhao Fenghong said to Yinshi.

"There is a difference." Yinshi's face became serious: "What you see is a story that you did not personally participate in. You are a god isolated from others. The love I see is a story that we personally participated in. The oiran reunited in his later years. Met her lover, and it was us who helped them meet."

Gintoki's words made Shinpachi and Kagura make a movement one after another. They both raised a finger one after another and bent it, as if something was tied to it——according to Fenghong's thinking, they should all be remembering.

"Okay, I understand." Zhao Fenghong fell into deep thought. She looked at the streets downstairs with people coming and going—women in kimonos and men in fashionable dresses, celestial beings in strange clothes and running barefoot. street kids.Occasionally, a few intimate couples passed by, their eyes full of sweetness looking at each other.

— Personally involved, love?

"What do you understand?" Shinpachi blinked and asked.

"Maybe I should really go back and take a look." Zhao Fenghong said.

"Think carefully, one percent lifespan." Yin Shi interrupted unexpectedly.

"I will." Zhao Fenghong said to Yinshi: "Before that, I will fulfill your wish first."

"Huh?" Yin Shi hadn't reacted yet.

"Bring your high blood sugar, your curry-smelling wooden knife, your shaved armpit hair, and your wrinkled coat." Zhao Fenghong said.

"???"

Before Yinshi could move, Dingchun burst into the room cheerfully, took out an old wooden knife and a stack of dirty clothes, and then arched Yinshi's armpit again.

"Wait, I haven't shaved my armpits for a long time!" Yin Shi hurriedly backed away.

"Then I don't want armpit hair and your high blood sugar." Zhao Fenghong picked up the wooden knife and dirty clothes, and raised her other hand.

Patterns of flames floated on her arms, and with a bang, countless chocolate parfaits suddenly poured out of the master room, and the crowded glasses pressed against each other, almost bursting.There was ice cream and whipped cream all over the place, and it was pouring out like crazy because there wasn't room for it in the house.

Yin Shi: "...what terrible thing did you do!"

Zhao Fenghong: "You want a huge amount of chocolate parfait. By the way, mayonnaise has disappeared from Kabukicho."

Silver Hour: ...

Kagura was puzzled and said, "Then where am I going to sleep today?"

Shinpachi: "...Hey, now is not the time to worry about this!"

Zhao Fenghong: "Well, it seems to have brought trouble to you."

With a ding, Chocolate Parfait disappeared from the room, and a stack of dessert coupons appeared in her hand.

When she handed the voucher to Yin, she said, "Your wish—and my thank you, I'm leaving."

When Yinshi took the voucher and raised his head again, the god in front of them had disappeared.

An artist somewhere did not know where to put the last strokes on this page, marking a line of small black characters - "Chapter 667, The God Who Came Suddenly and Her Love".On the black and white picture page, the trio of masters stand in the corridor in front of the door and look at the sky.

Zhao Fenghong left this world.

The sea of ​​time appeared in front of her, and the golden thin-winged butterflies clustered into a small group, hovering and flying, advancing in a spiral route amidst the spots of golden light.There are stars under her feet and above her head, and countless moving stars shine in the vast universe.Every ray of scattered light gathers a point in time and connects with each other to form the wheel of history that is speeding forward.In the shining sea of ​​stars, countless human faces flashed past.

She turned her feet blankly, looked around at the countless simultaneously shining stars, and finally looked at the deepest part of the universe - the palace where the gods lived and surrounded by golden butterflies.The emotionless god and her servants live here, watching the changes of human beings through countless eons from afar.

Where should I go?

With a movement of her feet, she walked accurately towards a beam of light.Her figure quickly turned into a fiery red afterimage.The moment she jumped into the light, she suddenly had a consciousness.

Only when the person who issued the will dies will the will be released.

What if the person who gave the will was not herself?

She raised her head in a daze, and a man's gentle and shy face appeared in front of her eyes.He was filthy, with a leaf hanging from his messy, dirty hair, wearing a green waistcoat and black undershirt, and a forehead guard on his forehead.

"Are you all right, Mami?" He said with concern, "Why did you come back from here? Why did your hair get shorter? Is the fire out?"