[Gintama] Still a woman

In this isolated place in Yoshiwara, it is almost impossible to distinguish between night and day.

In such a dark world, most of the resident people hiding in the small space have a kind of indescribable and unspeakable loneliness.Like a canary in an ornate cage, for viewing...

Yue Yong stood at the door of Qitiao Huaiyu's room, watching Huaiyu who was squatting in the room kneeling in front of a wooden basin, with one hand supporting the edge of the wooden basin, while the other hand was roughly clasping her own. Throat.His throat was retching in pain, but in the end he still didn't spit out anything. He sat and rested with a little tired panting and slightly trembling body.

Looking down at the bowl in his hand, Yue Yong sighed deeply, paused, walked around the door frame to Qitiao Huaiyu's side, patted her on the shoulder, and put the bowl beside her.

The dark liquid had a strong and bitter smell. It was shaken gently in the bowl a few times, and several layers of ripples appeared...

Qitiao Huaiyu, who was resting for a while, was stunned for a moment, looked down at the bowl on the ground, and was urged by the smell to feel sick again, turned around and threw herself on the side of the bowl, completely throwing away the previous nausea Spit it all out.Although I felt uncomfortable for a while, at least it was much better than before.

Gritting her teeth, she raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth, took a deep breath, turned her head, and met Yue Yong's deep purple eyes.With an extraordinarily serious look, he said to himself, "Oh, you've already thought about it."

"En." Responding to Yue Yong without hesitation, Qitiao Huaiyu stretched out his hand to pick up the bowl of medicine that was placed on the ground with no expression on his face... The warm feeling was conveyed through the bowl wall, bringing With another familiar body temperature hidden in the memory flooding into my mind.Not long ago... the memory of being "raised" flooded my mind again.

His fist was clenched suddenly, his nails digging into his palm.

Lifting the bowl, endured the pungent and unpleasant smell and drank the whole bowl of medicine.The bitter taste torments the taste buds and slides down the throat, the thick bitterness is hard to dissipate.Enduring the pain and discomfort, he put the bowl on the ground, slowly moved his trembling hands to his lower abdomen, and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

Yue Yong picked up the bowl on the ground, and took another look at Huaiyu, who was in pain, and stood up without saying a word... leaving the rest of the time for this woman to feel alone.

She even said that Qitiao Huaiyu is an arrogant and conceited woman, and she will definitely not let others see her painful and fragile Mo Yang.

However, when Yue Yong left, the moment she turned around and closed the door, she took a last look at the woman. Right between the cracks in the door, she vaguely heard the silent choking of the woman with her head bowed on the ground with one hand, and also As if I saw... a few clear drops of water reflected in the candlelight, coincided with the time of landing, and the door was closed.

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"I really can't take it anymore, what the hell is this going on!" Laishima Yuko kept pulling her blond hair while collapsing, and complained loudly: "Those weird-looking guys are clearly You imprisoned us, and you still have to put on a great posture. It's really disgusting, what the hell are you trying to do! Jinsuke, Jinsu-sama is so quiet now... Could it be, could it be What time are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for an opportunity?" Wanqi Heshang repeated unconsciously, and then leisurely looked at the window of the hall, through the transparent glass, he could clearly see the stars and stars in the boundless universe, but he had no intention of appreciating them at all.With a slightly mocking tone, he said: "Maybe, I am still remembering the passing of someone."

—And, it might be a woman.

However, Matako Laishima didn't seem to understand this sentence, she nodded slowly as if she understood, then looked at the scenery outside the window with Wanqi Kawagami, and repeated casually: "That's right, remembering...the people who have passed away."

"Wanqi on the river."

Shinsuke Takasugi's voice suddenly came from behind him, Wanqi Kawagami who was named was slowly turned his head against his unchanging face, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly imperceptibly.Then he snorted softly, walked towards Gao Shan, and said in a rather indifferent tone: "Oh, I heard you."

He also stepped forward without looking at Wan Qi on the river as he passed by.But he said to Wanqi Heshang with a serious expression: "Don't say that stupid thing again in the future."

Facing Matako Laishima's heart-shaped eyes, he walked to the window, turned his back to Matako Laishima and Wanqi Kawagami behind him, his ambitious eyes were particularly dazzling: "It's time to let them know...the members of our Ghost Squadron incredible."

Seems to have received the order and permission of the adults, the members of the Ghost Soldier Team began to become energetic, ready to kill again at any time... The feel and sound of the blade cutting flesh and bones...every time they are unforgettable , more and more addictive.

At this time, Gao Shan was still looking out of the window in a particularly silent manner. For some reason, he was not sad, but it was as if his heart was tightly held.A little uneasy, a little irritable, as if I lost something extremely important in an instant, and at the same time... I was eager to find a person who did not exist, a person who had stopped breathing and had no bones left...

However, her body temperature was unusually familiar.

Want another woman instead...

When Takasugi Shinsuke stepped on the ground, it was already half a month later.

He went to a flower street alone, which was an underground flower street, a street known as "a man's paradise, a woman's hell" - Yoshihara Street.There were countless women who came to solicit customers, speaking with twisted voices, unusually delicate and artificial, Takasugi Shinsuke disdained these women.

Not far in front of Takasugi, with their backs to him, stood two masked women in dark-colored kimonos modified for mobility.At this time, he was facing five menacing samurai holding a dagger, and the gender was naturally "male".

As for the cause of the disaster, it was the woman kneeling on the ground covering her side face, raising her head and looking at the man who was the leader of the five warriors with hatred.The man turned his knife towards the woman angrily, and just as he was about to swing the knife, one of the two masked women suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, flipped his wrist skillfully, and rushed out suddenly with his toes pointing to the ground. They had already passed through five people and ran behind them.

As if they hadn't reacted yet, the five of them looked at each other in blank dismay, only to realize in the next second that there was an obvious crack in their sword.The hand began to shake unconsciously, and the neatly broken cracks staggered and fell to the ground under the shaking, making a crisp landing sound.

The woman who had been with them for a long time didn't look back, but walked forward with big strides, and the knife had already retracted its scabbard.Looking sideways at the women sitting in the flower building displayed like commodities, an unspoken feeling arises in my heart.Unconsciously, she was about to pass by the man she used to know and didn't even know it. Another woman in the same costume who was stunned behind her hurriedly jumped over five people to catch up, calling the woman's name: "Sister Xiaoyu."

The woman called Miss Xiaoyu turned her head, and Shinsuke Takasugi beside her also took a step. The two of them didn't realize that they passed each other at such a close distance.

"As expected of Miss Xiaoyu, she's really amazing!"

"Poor mouth... Yueyong asked us to inspect it." The woman said to the girl who seemed to be much younger than herself in a complaining tone.And just like this, the familiar voice reached Gao Shan's ears. When Gao Sugi looked back to find the voice with a strange emotion, he found that the figure had long since disappeared.

hallucination? ...or, does it really exist?

Takasugi was vague, a little elusive...

……

Qitiao Huaiyu, who was kneeling on the ground, was wiping the sword. Whenever she used the sword, she would wipe it carefully so as not to leave marks on it.

Yue Yong, who pulled the door and walked in, walked to her and sat down, looked at Huaiyu who was wiping the knife, and said to the girl with a long-lost smile on her face, "How about it, is this knife still suitable?"

"It's not bad." Qitiao Huaiyu raised his head and put the Taidao back into its sheath.

At this time, Qitiao Huaiyu's complexion is not as pale and ugly as when he first met Yue Yong, but now it has gradually become rosy... There is often a smile from the heart on his face, which makes Yue Yong feel quite It is also quite rare to be gratified, and it was only after more than half a month of recuperation after the abortion that she was able to recover so well, which also shows how solid this Huaiyu's body is.

"I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll probably do another round of patrols tonight. You're fine by yourself, right?"

As Yueyong said, she looked up at Qitiao Huaiyu who was standing up, pulled up the black mask and hooked it on the tip of the pen to cover her mouth, so she couldn't see her expression at this time, but could clearly hear her hazy voice. The voice said: "It's all right." He picked up the knife on the ground, retracted the scabbard skillfully, then turned and left the room.

After leaving the room, only Yueyong sat alone in the room, looking at her back made me feel even more relieved.Inadvertently moving his gaze down, he saw a finished sachet bag that fell on the ground.

Yue Yong froze for a moment, reached out and picked up the sachet...

Delicate seams, beautiful gold floral purple background.

Seeing this sachet not only reminded Yueyong that Qitiao Huaiyu, who had just had an abortion not long ago, was extremely weak, and the Baihua sisters who accompanied her gave her how to be a female celebrity.She learned quickly, and her works were exceptionally good... Many works were given to close sisters, but she only kept one, and that was the pouch that Yue Yong was holding at this time.

With a smile, Yue Yong slowly turned the sachet over. On the other side, there were two elegant and smooth characters embroidered on it - Jin Zhu.

It seems that it is a man's name.

——Jin Zhu.

Yue Yong didn't know that the man's full name was... Shinsuke Takasugi.

Yue Yong put the sachet she picked up on the table, it might be her very precious thing.And the person who has been called "Jin Zhu" may be her most important person.

It's just possible...

Qitiao Huaiyu, the child in her belly...

The author has something to say: Ah, the author is in the third week of my lovelorn...

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