[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

"...Yinshi is sick?"

The little girl Yetu from Wanshiwu chewed vinegar kombu while hiccupping and talking vaguely.

"Yes, Alu, Yinjiang is sick and didn't start work today, Alu, and he will probably die soon, Alu."

"Is it serious?"

"I don't know about Aru, anyway, Silver Sauce has been lying motionless in the quilt, and it feels like the curls are all withered, Aru."

Kagura didn't take it seriously, and Xinnv also thought it was a conspiracy. Songyang still couldn't let go, and wanted to see Gintoki's situation with his own eyes.

She said hello to Long—although because of something not long ago, Long felt a little nervous when facing her, but Songyang really didn't mean to blame him at all, and he returned to normal status.

"If the teacher is worried, go and see that guy."

——Wanshiwu is not far from the gymnasium. When Songyang passed by, the sun had not yet set.Yin Shi had given her the key to the master house, she knocked on the door twice and saw no answer, so she opened the door and went in.

"Silver time?"

The living room looked deserted.When she walked into the bedroom where she had lived before, she saw her silver-haired disciple sleeping drowsily under the thick quilt. When she touched his forehead, it was burning like hell, so she quickly took out the antipyretic medicine and fed it to him, and then took a hot towel to apply. on his forehead.

After working back and forth for a while, the temperature also rose, so Songyang took off his thick coat, and stood by his silver-haired disciple in only his unlined clothes. Seeing his eyelashes move, it seemed that he was waking up.

"Silver time? Is it better?"

The man wrapped in the quilt drowsily took the medicine, and after the effect of the medicine took effect, he became conscious again. He opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw the caring eyes of the person above him, he suddenly woke up.

"Song, Songyang?"

Seeing that he woke up, Songyang took down the cold towel and put it on him again. Seeing that he was still in a daze, he couldn't help being a little funny.

. . . The child has been a fool all his life.

Yinshi stared at her intently, his silver curly hair was messily pasted on his forehead, his blushing emotion was not very lively, he didn't know if it was because of illness and overheating or something else.

Songyang and him looked at each other for a while, then he turned his head away and muttered in a hoarse and dry voice.

"Don't worry about Ah Yin, Ah Yin might infect you."

"If I don't care about Yinshi, who else will take care of Yinshi?"

Song Yang was also used to his silver-haired disciple's quarrelsome personality, lying on his head where he turned his head and poking his hot face with a smile.The other party raised his eyes to look at her, his red eyes gleamed faintly, his expression looked complicated and struggling, and he opened his mouth slowly after a while.

"Then when are you going back?"

"Let's talk about Yinshi when he recovers."

"...Oh." Yin Shiwen replied angrily, and said again. "There aren't many bedding in the cupboard. If you want to stay overnight, you have to sleep with Ah Yin."

"It's okay."

At this moment, Songyang didn't realize what his disciple was thinking about, so he looked at him with crooked eyebrows and smiled ignorantly.

"If you sleep with Yinshi, isn't it more convenient to take care of Yinshi?"

"..."

"..."

"……It's so cold."

Yinshi looked at her thin clothes and muttered such a sentence, Songyang was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was on fire again, just as he stretched out his hand to test the temperature of his forehead, this guy pulled his arm out of the quilt, suddenly grabbed the loose Yang's wrist.

"...Silver hour?"

Songyang blinked, but before he could react, the silver-haired man threw off the quilt and dragged her in, then wrapped the quilt around tightly, tightly wrapping her in the quilt with him.

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Woooooo Ah Yin still wanted to do it—he slapped himself violently on the face to wake himself up.Song Yang also seemed to be taken aback by him, he frowned and looked at him, then lowered his eyelids and said softly.

"……I want to go back."

"Hey, hey, wait--" This guy is running around like he has just been loved!

How could Yinshi let her go like this, seeing her go around to pick up the coat beside the quilt, grabbing her arm with a mournful face, she almost knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

"No, just don't - Ah Yin's illness is not cured yet - no, no, no, don't you mean that only Songyang will take care of Ah Yin? Huh, huh, huh—"

Song Yang listened to his wailing indiscriminately without saying a word, pursed his lips tightly, trying to maintain a state of anger and hard-heartedness.

...It was the same last time...

Even if her body is indeed more flexible than ordinary people, she still can't stand this kind of fierce tossing. She clearly said that she should be lighter, but this guy still goes her own way and doesn't care about it——

When she subconsciously glanced at Yin who was entwined around her like a white-haired dog with a bitter expression, her eyelids trembled, thinking that he was sick and naked without clothes, she still couldn't bear to get angry with him after all. Sighed silently.

"... Come together and I will go."

Having said everything so clearly, Yin Shi immediately revived on the spot, and leaned over to kiss her again with a smile on his face. Songyang's brows were still furrowed, and he stretched out his hand to push his face away, feeling the temperature of his cheek was a little cold, which was awkward urging him to get dressed.

The floor of the bedroom was in a mess, and the bedding was soaked with sweat. Obviously, it was impossible to sleep without cleaning it.Yinshi looked as if he had almost recovered from his illness. He took a shower energetically, put on his clothes, and came out to tidy up. He simply and rudely threw the futon and tatami into a corner, and leisurely took a new futon from the cabinet.

"—Not that there's no extra—"

Gintoki paused with his hand spreading the quilt, coughing uncomfortably.

"Ah Yin was confused just now, and I just remembered now—"

Song Yang was simply defeated by this little villain's stomach full of bad water, and he didn't bother with him anymore. He let him hug him and stuff it into the quilt, and he lay down himself, and the two of them squeezed together cheek to cheek.

...It seems like it's been a long time since I slept with Euntoki like this.

Songyang stared at his bright red eyes full of smiles, felt the warmth from the other party's arms holding him and the heat blowing on his neck, somehow, remembered a long time ago, before they arrived in Hagi City days of settlement.

At that time, there was jet lag, food and drink, and nights could only be found in sheltered caves to sleep. In order to keep warm, he had to hold the little silver-haired child in his arms, even though he was always reluctant, refusing to be hugged by her or getting too close.

... Now, he likes to hold her in his arms intimately.

Time moves forward unsteadily, and the little silver-haired child also happened more than 20 years ago. It is obviously not a significant time for a monster like her who was once immortal, but the memories she has can hold her back. This heart is full of fullness.

——It is also possible now, like a human being, to walk through the remaining years with him and grow old together.

"...Speaking of which, why didn't Gintoki not like being close to me when he was a child?"

Yinshi was staring at someone's lips, wanting to take the opportunity to chirp, and when he heard this, he also remembered his super twisted past, and his eyes flickered twice.

"... Ah Yin was ignorant when he was a child, but he won't be like this when he grows up."

No one meets someone just to say goodbye, and regrets not cherishing enough when they lose it. Fortunately, this person finally returned to him.

——Fortunately, I can hold happiness in my hands.

"I will become super clingy in the future—don't push Ah Yin away, Ah Yin will hang you on me~"

He grinningly rubbed his head against his cheek, and the curly white hair brushed back and forth, making Songyang want to sneeze, she sniffed her nose, and smiled crookedly at his sticky words.

"...I remember that Yinshi always asked me before, whether I prefer you when I was a child or the you now."

"Ah, so, don't say that you only like Ah Yin when you were a child."

"—I like them all."

"...Huh?" Yin Shi was stunned, his mind still hadn't turned the corner.

"—Because it's silver time, so I like everything."

This sentence came out naturally.

After finishing speaking, Songyang himself was stunned for a moment, and the silver-haired man who was holding her blushed instantly to the point of smoking, his red eyes trembling and he stuttered while speaking.

"Ah, ah, this, so straightforward - it sounds, that, is it a confession, cough, cough, cough..."

Songyang was still a little nervous at first, but when he saw the incoherent appearance of this guy full of terrible thoughts, he felt funny again, couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose to his sweaty nose, and smiled gently with his eyes bent.

"If Yinshi thinks it is, then so be it."

"So is it, is it, is it, is it, is it a confession—"

Song Yang, who was usually not active, suddenly acted coquettishly seriously, and Songyang couldn't bear it. His cheeks were flushed and he had nowhere to hide when he rubbed his curly hair, so he admitted in compromise.

"Yes yes yes—it's a confession."

"When, when did you start liking Ah Yin, tell me quickly~"

"Hmm... I don't know." When I found out, it seemed like I had liked it for a long time.

"Hey, hey, why don't you know about this kind of thing." Yin Shi asked persistently.

Song Yang had already consumed most of his physical strength, and now he was a little sleepy, so he yawned and muttered in response. "really do not know……"

"--Sleepy?"

Seeing this, Yinshi stopped harassing others, stroked Songyang's soft hair, carefully pulled out the arm that was pressing on the back of her neck so that she could sleep more comfortably, and smoothed out the hair that fell on the tip of her nose. To the side of the ear, touching the cheeks that were flushed by heat and urging her to close her eyes.

"Sleep, Ah Yin is with you."

——Meeting this man named Yoshida Matsuyo was the happiest thing in his life.

He pressed another gentle and cherishing kiss on her forehead.

"...Also, I love you."

The author has something to say: ah... Anyway, it’s all in the txt, my xp is probably crying Song Songri (cough cough) It’s so shameful, help!

That's what I said, but it's warmer when we hug each other to sleep.Because I met you, I can change from a monster to a human.

Forget it, anyway, it’s a fan, so I won’t talk about the reality. I thought about doing the normal world line Ayin interpenetration and so on, so I didn’t do it. Why do I do it like this...

Is the slight ntr feeling my illusion...

In fact, there was a solo occasion for the big brother, but it was too weird and I didn’t want to release it. Takasugi’s really couldn’t think of any suitable place... I’m sorry Gao Gao, I tried my best

The big brother’s article is really weird, do you want to read it... I’ll post it if you want to read it... (And do you have any thoughts on Takasugi’s occasion! If the big brother’s post is posted, I must also post Takasugi’s solo occasion come out……)