[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

As soon as he walked to the door of Dengshi Bistro, he heard the familiar noisy voice inside, accompanied by the angry scolding of Dengshi's mother-in-law. Obviously, the children in the family couldn't wait for him, and went downstairs to find food by themselves.

Sakata Gintoki looked at the light shining through the window, and slowly stopped in his tracks.

"Thinking about Gui?" Fujiki asked behind him.

"Ah... that guy with the wig, I don't know what he's thinking." Gintoki Sakata scratched his hair in frustration, and complained vaguely: "Being targeted by the guys from the Shinsengumi, but he will lose his head at any time Yes."

"Hasn't Gui stopped being a radical? Even if he really wants to go back to his old job and become a bomb demon, he won't join forces with heaven and man." Fujiki thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow, I'll go see him, just in time Those catnip leaves need some work."

Sakata Gintoki turned his head and raised his eyelids to look at Fujiki for a while, the dark red eyes seemed to hide some unknown emotion.

But before he could say anything, the door of the tavern exploded with a "bang", and Kagura and Shimura Shinpachi were thrown out by a force, hitting Sakata Gintoki's face.

Kagura's mouth was still full of meat.

Teng Shu looked up at the night sky with scattered stars, only to feel that life is really not easy.

The stronghold of the anti-barbarian patriots is in the chaotic area not far from the Edo city wall in a straight line.

There is a large flow of people, which is easy to conceal, and because the streets are narrow, police cars can't drive in at all, and they can quickly evacuate if they lose.

When Teng Shu walked into the yard, he saw wild cats scattered everywhere in the yard like a large-scale massacre.

The meatballs who are addicted to catnip feel as if they have reached the pinnacle of meow life, laying on the ground defenseless, revealing their soft and hot white bellies, and have no reaction to the movement of Fujishu walking in.

Gui Xiaotaro was hugging a giant cat that was so obese that his nails couldn't stick out of his pads, sitting on the porch and squinting his eyes, looking like he had no regrets in this life.

Elizabeth was indoors, diligently tidying up the messy house that had been tossed by the waves of cats, and there was a huge sweat bead hanging on the outside of the white cloth.

Fujiki greeted Katsura Kotaro. From the surface, it was completely impossible to tell that this idiot who was about to drown in the meat pad was planning any terrorist attack.

But the conversation was not in a hurry, Fujiki took off his shoes, and walked into the room to help Elizabeth put the scattered items and decorations back to their original places.

The bookshelf placed against the wall was overturned by some powerful boss.Vine Tree and Elizabeth helped up the bookshelf, picked up the scattered books and dusted them off and put them back on the bookshelf one by one.

Just when Fujishu picked up one of them, a photo suddenly fell out, which should have been caught in the book before.

Fujishu didn't take it seriously, and after a glance, he was about to pinch it back for him, but when he glanced at the content on the photo, Fujishu's hand stopped in mid-air, and his thoughts were attracted to him.

It was an old, faded photo.

In the photo, a long-haired man in a light beige kimono is pulling three dirty little kids standing under a cherry blossom tree in full bloom.Because of the backlight, the man's face could not be seen clearly, but the smile on the corner of the man's mouth was gentler than the bright sunshine.

"It turns out that this photo hasn't been lost yet."

A hand with distinct knuckles stretched out from behind the vine tree over his shoulder.Gui Xiaotaro walked over without a sound, and took the photo from Tengshu, with the sturdy orange cat lying on his shoulder.

"This is the private school where we study. That cherry tree has lived for a long time." Katsura Kotaro sat down cross-legged, gently stroking the surface of the photo with his round fingertips, his tone full of nostalgia and a kind of heaviness that has gone through the world.

"This is Gintoki, and this is Takasugi." Katsura Kotaro pointed to the little silver curly hair and the stinky face who didn't know how to rub against it. He looked proud and stubborn, but his body was leaning against the long-haired man. little brat.

"This is me." Katsura Kotaro said.

In the photo, Katsura Kotaro with delicate eyebrows looks like a girl. Standing beside Shinsuke Takasugi, Katsura Kotaro looks at the camera and smiles brightly. It makes people feel that the day of the photo must be a warm spring breeze.

"So, what about this man?" Fujiki asked.

"That's our teacher, a country warrior who can easily drive us into the ground, but teaches us to swing a sword for what we want to protect." Gui Xiaotaro's eyes became extremely distant and silent.

"At that time, we all studied together, practiced swordsmanship, and fought and fought every day, but we were very happy. Until... the day when the shogunate took the teacher away from us under the name of Kansei Prison." Katsura Kotaro The corners of his lips curled up mockingly, as if something heavy was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe and extremely angry.

"It's ironic that the knife we ​​waved in our hands to protect important people can't protect anything in the end." Katsura Kotaro finished this sentence in a very soft voice, and carefully put the photo on his chest bag, stood up on his knees.

Fujiki didn't ask any more questions, and messed around with Master House a few times, and then saw this photo today, and he understood why Sakata Gintoki turned into a bereaved dog, and why Takasugi Shinsuke wanted to destroy In this world, Katsura Kotaro has always been on the road of overthrowing the decadent regime of the shogunate.

... They took up the sword to recapture the important person, and became the last force against the heaven and man, but in the end, they still failed to rescue their teacher.

I don't know much about Kanzheng Prison Fujiki, I only know that it was a purge campaign concocted by the shogunate in order to show sincerity to the heaven and man.But based on this alone, it is absolutely impossible for Katsura Kotaro to cooperate with heaven and man.

Then, as mentioned by the Shinsengumi, Katsura Kotaro probably didn't know about the arms at all, and even the whole thing itself was a conspiracy against the barbarians and even Katsura Kotaro.

"Gui..."

After figuring out the key point, Fujishu was about to speak when there was a burst of artillery fire outside the courtyard.

Gui Xiaotaro turned around sharply, and a blood-stained samurai knocked open the door and fell into the courtyard.

"—Jiadong?!"

Katsura Kotaro and Elizabeth rushed forward as soon as they saw someone.

Fujiki only lived in the anti-barbarian stronghold for less than two days, plus the problem of face blindness, until Gui Xiaotaro called out the name of the other party, Fujiki remembered that this person was Gui Xiaotaro's deputy, and if Elizabeth was not counted, he was an anti-barbarian patriot Okubo Koto, known as the "iron-blooded battleship", is deeply trusted by Katsura Kotaro because of his firm will and tough wrist.

In the courtyard, Katsura Kotaro had already helped Okubo Koto, and was anxiously asking about his injuries.

"Gui, sir..." The man's pupils were a little dizzy, he clutched his blood-stained flank, and said intermittently: "Someone... colluded with heaven and man and betrayed you... this place has been surrounded by heaven and man, please Leave me alone, no matter what... please run away first."

"I can't leave you here, Koto!" Regardless of the approaching guns and shouts of killing, Katsura Kotaro grabbed Okubo Koto's arm and pulled him onto his back.

"Don't be discouraged, Jiadong, you are an important partner. The revolution against barbarians cannot do without you. I am still waiting for you to overthrow this corrupt shogunate with me! Don't admit defeat, Jiadong!"

Katsura Kotaro said loudly, while clamping Okubo Koto's thighs and stood up, but the next second, accompanied by Fujiki's cry of "Leave!", the cold blade had penetrated his body.