[Lord Gintama] Overlooking the Throne

She hates rain.

Roaring, the fierce horse broke through the curtain woven by rain and night, and stepped on the muddy ground with pits and holes, splashing muddy water everywhere.

The rein in his hand pulled at the flesh, accompanied by tearing pain, blood and rain slipped down the rein, thin air, and rapid breathing, and the scene in front of him was like a Shura.

The screaming and fleeing civilians, the shattered and collapsed city, and the trembling in the pouring rain, like sparks of wandering spirits, finally gradually extinguished in front of her.

Anxiety and panic filled her brain, and she couldn't control the trembling when she held the rein tightly. In this cruel feast and rainy night, the girl who really seemed too small couldn't help shouting loudly: "Silver Time , wig, Takasugi, where are you?"

The hoarse cry was quickly covered by the sound of rain.

In a panic, the girl heard the man's gentle and calm voice.

"Miss Yoshida." Standing under the eaves, the man in a blue kimono lowered his head slightly and said, "Mr. Gui and Mr. Shiroyasha are surrounded by the shogunate army, and Mr. Takasugi is confronting Heaven and Man in Shoyue Pavilion."

"Kimura Haituo." Pulling the reins, the fierce horse stopped. Although the panting girl was a little surprised why this person appeared in this place, her thoughts were almost in a mess, and she couldn't calm down completely. After thinking about it, he simply gave up thinking, and asked directly, "Why did this happen? With Yinshi's strength, even if they can't escape completely, they won't fall into such a predicament."

"In order to capture Mr. Gui and the others, the shogunate and the Celestial Beings attacked the civilians, so Mr. Gui and the others had to stay and protect the people." Kaituo Kimura stared blankly at the rain screen without showing the slightest strange expression, "Shuangyue Pavilion is here At six o'clock, Mr. Gui and Lord Baiyasha are at four o'clock."

——"Qianyu, Takasugi is dead."

Misaki Mayumi's voice full of helplessness and despair was still in his ears.

"Thank you..." whispered softly, regardless of whether Kaitaku Kimura heard or not, Chiha Yoshida pulled the rein and rushed towards the rain curtain.

If you can't calm down, you will make wrong decisions.

She understood it, and even then, she understood it completely.

But there is no way to calm down.

Even if you don't want to admit it, it doesn't matter if you hate bondage.

Yoshida Chiha would never be able to deny that whenever she closed her eyes and thought of them, she would feel heartfelt warmth.

Moths jumping to the flame is both persistent and stupid.

That's why, at that time, she failed to notice that Kaituo Kimura said all this in an overly determined tone, and that he was staring at the girl galloping away, showing an extremely weird smile.

Immediately afterwards, sharp laughter came from Kaitaku Kimura's vocal cords, laughing so hard that he couldn't stop shaking. After a while, his expression suddenly changed, and he half-kneeled on the ground while breathing deeply. He punched the ground hard.

Bloody.

But as if he didn't feel the pain at all, he punched again and again until his entire fist was festered and deformed, so he tightly grasped the material in front of his chest and stopped.

That damn ghost cut!

The nanomechanical virus that was slashed by her and introduced into the body through the wound has already taken root in his heart. Whenever he has the slightest thought of betraying her, he will feel his heart throbbing, even more so just now. The pain penetrated to the marrow, making him feel that it was not his heart that was beating in his chest, but a rotten peach, or a lump of rotten flesh with pus and maggots.

"Go to hell! Ghost Slash." Kaituo Kimura's voice was hoarse as if he had swallowed medicine powder. He stared coldly at the rain curtain that was already empty, his eyes filled with hatred.

……

The patter of rain.

She looked at the rain curtain, the hot golden color in her eyes gradually dimmed, blending into the gentle and quiet dark green.

Take off the soaked clothes, dry the wet hair, and then put on the dignified and gorgeous furisode kimono.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Mayumi Misaki, who combed her waist-length black hair with a delicate peach wood comb, did not show any expression, but her mood was calmer than imagined.

Put the comb down.

She stood up, opened the drawer, took out the sharp jackknife, hid it in her belt, and put on the pearl earrings.

The cold ear acupuncture sticks to the skin, which is bitingly cold.

The girl in the mirror was wearing a white kimono painted with double cherry blossoms, her waist-length hair was long, she was still wet, her beautiful face was slightly tinged with vermilion lips, and in her dark green gentle eyes, a faint golden light flashed away.

She has been dragging her feet.

Because of her strength, she is revered by her tribe.

Because of her strength, she is feared by the world.

But she couldn't do anything.

Whether it is the death of the father or the sacrifice of the clansmen.

She foresaw it all, but couldn't change it.

Sneering at "changing fate against the sky" is just trying to cover up her own cowardice and incompetence.

However, this kind of her was accepted by everyone.

It is neither respect nor fear.

It is an equal and warm acceptance.

and so.

Even if it is an insignificant and stupid way, she will repay everyone who has given her the most sincere warmth.

It was raining continuously, and it was no longer as majestic as before.

She stood at the door, paused for a while, then propped up a twelve-bone oil-paper umbrella and disappeared into the rain.

……

November is called Frost Moon, also called Luyin Yeyue.

On the wooden ladder outside the house, blood and water mixed with rain fell.

"Haha, you group of earth bugs finally know the greatness of our celestial beings, right?"

Amidst the sharp and arrogant laughter, Gou Lang, the head of Chunyu's Eighth Division, stepped on the corpse of his fellow Ghost Soldier, with a distorted and despicable smile on his ugly face.

"Heh." A sneer burst out of Takasugi Shinsuke's throat uncontrollably. He lowered his head and his shoulders trembled slightly. Gou Lang was taken aback for a moment, followed by an uncontrollable anger because he felt humiliated.

"You bloody bug!"

Takasugi Shinsuke, who was caught by several heavenly beings and pressed to the ground, glanced at the furious Golang with a mocking smile on his lips, and Golang, who was extremely angry, pulled out the sword from his waist with a look of contempt , cut off with one knife.

A Tujini celestial being who looked at this scene indifferently sneered "stupid", not knowing who he was talking about.

Bleeding.

Rolling down with the sharp dagger was half of his left hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——Who are you?"

Standing in front of Shinsuke Takasugi was a young girl, drenched all over, her long purple hair wetly stuck to her cheeks, she lowered her head slightly, and made a movement of withdrawing the knife and sheathing it.

Blood was blooming around her like a flower, and the moment she came in, she had already drawn out her sword and killed the celestial beings of the Chenluo clan who captured Takasugi Shinsuke.

Because she knew that the Chenluo people were the most fearless of death, so she acted very simply and wiped her neck directly to avoid future troubles.

Hearing Gou Lang's question, the girl slowly raised her head, the rain mixed with blood slid down the girl's fair cheeks, and she looked particularly pervasive in the rainy night: "Deputy Governor of the Ghost Squad, Ghost Slayer Yoshida Chiu. "

"...Didn't I ask you to escort the armament?" Takasugi Shinsuke, who stood beside the girl, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and was ready to draw the knife at any time, frowned slightly.

"It has been delivered." The girl smiled, and saw the boy's closed left eye, which was still bleeding, paused for a moment, and then said, "Gao Sugi-kun, go help Sakata-kun and the others, I'm here alone. enough."

"That guy, it's not that easy to deal with." Shinsuke Takasugi has always been proud, but he couldn't help becoming nervous when he saw Chajini Tianren staring at him indifferently, "Go to Gintoki first, I'll I'll follow up later."

"...Although it's not very good to say that, even if Takasugi-kun in this state stays here, he's just going to die. If he intends to help me, it's even more of a hindrance." Rejecting Takasugi Shinsuke's proposal, Yoshida Chiha carefully watched every move of Chajini Tianjin, and after the opponent slowly drew his knife out of its sheath, he drew his knife and stabbed.

The sound of the samurai sword rubbing was like fingernails scraping glass, which shocked the eardrums.

Confronting Chajini Tenjin, the girl's expression was as calm as ever: "So Takasugi-kun, go help Sakata-kun and the others, that's the right way to improve your own survival rate."

"Shall I throw a girl on the battlefield?"

"I am your servant, Governor."

Unlike him, who was already exhausted in the successive wheel battles, Yoshida Chiha was indeed the most suitable person to stay and cut the road.

After being silent for a while, Takasugi Shinsuke pursed his lips with a gloomy expression: "Then I'll leave it to you, Qianyu."

……

After the girl slashed and killed several celestial beings of the Chenluo tribe, Goulang, who was roaring out of anger, couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

Thrusting, cassock chopping, against the wind.

Every move of the girl was crisp and neat. The heavenly man who hid behind her and planned to sneak attack was killed by the girl's backhand just as soon as he raised the knife.

After a while, there were corpses all over the girl's feet.

Touching the door, the stage-frightened Gou Lang slipped out without a sound.

"This kind of explosive power and speed that is different from ordinary people cannot be explained by the so-called talent. Ghost Zhan, are you really from Earth?"

After receiving the girl's crosscut again, the taciturn Tianren suddenly asked.

"..." The girl's eyes flickered slightly.

Like a little panic.

……

——"You can't beat me, but I don't kill heaven and man."

The blood in the room fell outside, and was quickly washed away by the rain. It slid down the wooden ladder and merged into the muddy ground.

The celestial being of the Chajini tribe has already left, and with her strength, she can't stop him.

Vibrating the blood and accepting the knife, recalling what the Chajini celestial being said just now, she was a little dazed.

Is she a celestial being?

She didn't know that the memories before being picked up by Teacher Songyang were like white paper, so clean that there was not even a drop of ink on it.

Even afterwards, she would occasionally have strange memory gaps.

There is only one thing she knows, since the day she was picked up by Teacher Songyang, she has not eaten anything except water.

Is she the angel they hate in Yinshi?

There was a boiling and noisy shouting and killing in the distance.

The rain gradually subsided, and in the blazing fire, she saw their figures.

There's no way they can escape that way.

Mayumi Misaki can see the future, but her strength is not the only reason why she is sought after.

If you can meet the future, will you be able to extract the necessary information to appear in the future scene?

……

"Huh, ha... Takasugi, wig, maybe it's not bad if we can die here like this."

His body was covered with deep wounds, and the white clothes were soaked in blood. Sakata Gintoki inserted the knife into the muddy ground, and knelt down to rest his breath.

"Yes." Gui Xiaotaro nodded, looked at the sky where the dark clouds were gradually dissipating, and said, "It's good to see the moon at the end."

"..." Shinsuke Takasugi, who was also bruised and bruised, glanced at the group of shogunate soldiers who were surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside but were shocked by their momentum and did not dare to take advantage of the victory to pursue them. , the matter that he deliberately concealed just now, "Silver time, wig, and Qian Yu are also here."

"..." The hand holding the knife was stiff, but Sakata Gintoki didn't show any surprise, "It won't be like her if she doesn't come."

After a pause, he stood up holding the knife and raised it: "Stand up, we must at least fight beautifully until the end."

"But if you end up here, it won't be a beautiful ending."

The girl's melodious voice suddenly sounded, and the shock to the three people who had already agreed that she was dead was tantamount to thunder on the ground.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The three of them followed the sound silently, but when they saw the situation clearly, they were so surprised that they couldn't utter a word.

The girl standing on the tall building was wearing a white kimono that had long been soaked in blood. Layers of blood stained her clothes, and it was hard to tell whether it was her blood or the blood of the enemy.

She pressed the dagger against the neck of a trembling old man, obviously covered in blood, but with a bright smile on her face that she had never seen before: "Samurai of the shogunate, please stand down, or else , the head of this vassal daimyo will not be guaranteed."

"Back off! Back off!" Da Ming's voice trembled, his eyes full of horror.

After receiving the order from the daimyo, the shogunate army that surrounded the three people at first, after you looked at me and I looked at you, unanimously moved out of the way.

"Qianyu!" Katsura Kotaro frowned and shouted.

"..."

"..."

"Wig, Takasugi, and Gintoki, let's go." The girl smiled and said softly, "I, when I held Daimyo hostage just now, I was counterattacked by ninjas and samurai, and I suffered serious abdominal injuries. It’s bleeding, it’s beyond saving.”

"thousand--"

Patting Katsura Kotaro on the shoulder, interrupting his shouting, Sakata Gintoki looked at the rest of his companions who were helping them barely stand up, with calm eyes: "Don't waste time wigs."

"..."

"..."

……

Until the figures of those three people disappeared into the night and could not be seen anymore, the girl was dazzled by the gentle moonlight.

Raising her head slightly, she realized that the rain had stopped.

The wind and the moon shine brightly.

"He, they have, already left, and please ask this lord to raise his hand and let me go!"

Daimyo, who was held hostage by the dagger, begged for mercy in embarrassment.

Raising his head slightly, Yoshida Chiha looked at the muskets of the gods surrounding him, and Gou Lang, who had wrapped his empty left wrist with a thick bandage, and had gloomy eyes, showing an understated smile: "I am I really want to let Daimyo go, but those heavenly beings plan to shoot us together."

"Do not seek--"

"boom"--

"boom"--

"boom"--

In a series of gunshots, blood bloomed all over the ground like manjusawa.

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