[Gintama] When Youkai Raiders Silver Fuck

The raging flames, the scorching temperature, the gradually collapsing private school, and... the back view of leaving.

"Teacher Songyang—!"

Sakata Gintoki sat up abruptly, gasping for breath, the cold sweat on his forehead kept sliding down Qingjun's cheeks, and then he suddenly realized what seemed to stop the heavy panting.

Slowly covering his face with his hands, Sakata Gintoki lowered his head, the bangs on his forehead covered all expressions, he remained motionless quietly, as if his whole body was about to merge with the thick shadow, after a long time, he uttered a low cry: "Songyang... teacher."

With a long breath, Sakata Gintoki picked up his white shirt and put it on his shoulders, and opened the tent door. The cold air made him instantly dissipate the heaviness brought by the dream, and stood up. After a few seconds, after fully waking up, he walked towards the fire of the vigil.

After approaching, Sakata Gintoki's footsteps paused almost invisibly, and then resumed his usual laziness and continued walking: "Hey, Takasugi, why are you watching the night?"

Gao Shan raised his head and glanced indifferently at the naturally curly silver hair that Diao Erlang walked over, then turned his head and continued to look at the fire, the only remaining dark green eye was dim, as if he was looking at something through the burning flame, reflecting His face flickered: "Yinshi, you can't sleep either, tomorrow...you can go and take back our teacher with your own hands."

Sakata Gintoki casually sat cross-legged on the ground, his crimson eyes glanced at Takasugi's clenched hand hanging by his side, and responded lightly: "Ah." The face that was always indifferent is unexpectedly calm at this moment , even those eyes that always look lazy are unprecedentedly clear.

But... will it really go so smoothly?Sakata Gintoki let himself fall to the ground, put his hands behind his head, stared at the oppressive night sky with no stars, and began to let go of his thoughts.

Maki had already left for something a few years ago, and she didn't tell herself what it was, and she didn't say when she would come back, but even if she went back, all she saw... would be a piece of wreckage.

The sky began to get dark, the tents were raised one by one, everyone started to pack up and set off, Takasugi on the side extinguished the last burning spark, Sakata Gintoki stood up neatly and put on a white robe, and the wind brought up a piece of clothes, With burning eyes, the whole person is ready to go.

Teacher...waiting for us.

In the quiet forest, a clear aura spread from the imperial god tree to the whole forest, and the aura brought by it caused the whole mountain to stir slightly.

The girl opened her eyes, lowered her head, and slowly closed her slender and slightly pale hands, finally fitting into my... body.

The girl calmly looked at Yu Shenmu in front of her: "Thank you, Cang."

The huge and ancient god tree shook its vibrant dense leaves, rustling: "Since you have already made up your mind, I won't say anything more, but since it has been recognized, don't forget, Maki The name."

"...Ah." Zhenmu responded in a low voice, and after taking a last look at Yushenmu, he turned and left, and the crow behind him followed with fluttering wings.

On the battlefield of fighting, life is taken away with waving hands, blood is sprayed, comrades who are constantly falling, stepping forward with corpses all over the ground, there is no way to retreat, and there is no way to retreat.

Gintoki Sakata rushed forward crazily holding the knife, his vision was filled with the numb red that he had already seen, the knife rose and fell, there was no time to think about it, only to keep chopping and killing, his hands had already been numb, and he just instinctively wanted to After clearing a path, the familiar temperature splashed on the body may be from heaven and man, or... from a companion.

He held the knife in his backhand to resist the sneak attack from behind, and when he turned around, the knife blade slashed fiercely at the chest of that celestial being, the bloody color brought out reflected his murderous sharp eyebrows and eyes, something heavy in his heart was constantly accumulating , so heavy that he couldn't breathe, standing in the blood, Sakata Gintoki raised his head as if venting and let out a hoarse roar, just like the real White Yaksha came into the world.

Immediately... Immediately, I can see the teacher. Only this belief in his heart supports him to clear a way to the teacher Songyang. , When the teacher is rescued, you must let him treat Ah Yin to eat dumplings every day until he vomits, Ah Yin is so tired to save you, teacher...

It seems that the inexhaustible gods receded like a tide without knowing when, and Sakata Gintoki was finally able to see the gradually widening field of vision in front of him, and the blood-red pupils that had begun to be vague shrank suddenly after seeing the front clearly stand up……

Songyang... teacher?

Still with the long light gray hair, the originally clean and moist face is now thinner than in memory, and even though the closed eyes seem to be just asleep, but...

"Ah ah ah ah, Teacher Songyang- !!!" Takasugi Jin helped almost madly came to Songyang's skull.

Sakata Gintoki stared blankly at Mr. Songyang, who had only one head left. Hey, are you kidding me? Hope has been crushed by the bloody reality in front of him.

"Yinshi, I'll leave it to you from now on." Even though he was about to be taken away, Songyang's voice was as gentle and calm as ever.

No, Ah Yin doesn't want it, it's very tiring, really...

"It's okay, don't worry, I will definitely be back soon, so, before I come back..." Songyang tilted his head slightly under the moonlight, his lips were as gentle as ever, "Please protect your companions, please protect everyone." Then The bound hands moved slightly, and the little finger of the left hand stretched out, almost invisibly pulling the hook towards him.

Liar... It was clearly agreed, since you can't come back soon, then Ah Yin can only come to you, and Aoshan and the others.

But why in front of me... is only your head!

Sakata Gintoki suddenly had the urge to burst into tears and laugh out loud. The long war against barbarians that he had managed to survive in the past few years seemed to be just a joke. A slap hit his crumbling heart without leaving any room. He did nothing, failed to complete the agreement, failed to protect his companions, and finally failed to rescue the teacher...

After Songyang was taken away that year, the private school burned down, and the students all disbanded. Some went home, and some went to fight against the barbarians after they decided to save the teacher, but they fell one by one in the battle after battle. They fell down, and then never stood up again, and they didn't even have a decent tombstone, and there were almost no classmates who came out of the private school together except for them.

nothing, nothing...

"Let's lead the team to retreat first, and then..." After a long time, Gui moved his lips and said with difficulty, "Bury the teacher."

"Heh..." Gao Shan, who was kneeling in front of Songyang's head with his head down, suddenly let out a low laugh that was almost mocking, "Destroy..."

"What?" Gui frowned and looked at the somewhat abnormal Gao Shan, and subconsciously asked without hearing his whisper.

"Destroy, this fallen world." Gao Shan slowly raised his head, every word seemed to exhaust all the hatred in his body, the dark green pupils seemed to be smudged with thick black, and they became more and more dark and devouring, "Will this Take away the teacher's world and completely...destroy it!"

Sakata Gintoki stared blankly at the quietly dormant beast in Takasugi's eyes, which was rolling and trying to break free from the cage. At this moment, after the shackle named Songyang was completely destroyed, it was finally released completely, revealing its terrifying fangs , Takasugi made no secret of the madness and depravity in his heart, something was clearly changing in him, Sakata Gintoki thought.

But in my heart, I have no intention of stopping, unable to stop and don't want to stop, I thought in a trance that Teacher Songyang once said with a sigh that Jinzhu this child, in a sense, may be the most beautiful child among you. The extreme one is also the one that worries me the most.

And at that time, I looked at the hopeless teacher controller who was looking at Songyang not far away with bright eyes that he thought he hadn't been noticed. He curled his lips noncommittally, turned his head to a comfortable position, and continued to sleep. Go, but now it seems, teacher, you are right, that guy really seems to have released something terrible, teacher, come and stop it, that damn dwarf, it looks... It's going to be broken ah……

Please protect your companions, please protect everyone... Sakata Gintoki's mind suddenly flashed the teacher who said these words with a request and a barely noticeable request.

"Gaosugi..." Sakata Gintoki turned around expressionlessly, no longer looked at the head on the ground, and said hoarsely, "It's time to go."

"No matter what happens to you in the future, as long as you don't hinder me, or even you..." Takasugi hugged the cloth bag that wrapped Songyang's head tightly, looked at the silent Sakata Gintoki and Katsura, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth Arc, and then said coldly before they spoke again, "Let's go."

All the way silent.

Sakata Gintoki stared straight ahead with vacant eyes, but the back that was advancing straight like a sharp sword seemed to be broken at any time.

The heavy burden on my body slipped down again. It should be something I held on to tightly. Every time I thought I would never have it again, but every time I habitually picked it up and carried it on my back. That kind of thing is not a burden but It is the existence of important things, but every time in the end, it is spread out in front of his eyes in the form of shattered residues, as if accusing him of being powerless, and the complicated memories that keep flashing in his mind make him dizzy .

Sakata Gintoki thought of the warmth of Shoyo-sensei smiling as he put his hand on his head on the remaining battlefield where the crows were screaming when they first met.

Thinking of how every time I go to class, I will doze off in the back corner holding the knife given to me by Teacher Songyang, and occasionally when I wake up, I can always see the helpless and indulgent smile looking over me.

Thinking of Mr. Songyang taking the students back to the private school in the sunset, after he inadvertently stopped, he turned and smiled and stretched out his hand towards him.

I thought of Mr. Songyang patting me who had just passed through the panic under the moonlight, and then carried the injured me back to the private school step by step.

Thinking of Mr. Songyang being taken away, he could only kneel powerlessly in front of the private school engulfed by raging fire, clenched his fists tightly to grab the dirt on the ground, and shouted hoarsely.

Thinking of the companions who had been watching the night and drinking together the day before, they fell on the battlefield one after another the next day.

I thought of a lot, and the deepest thing in my memory is the lips with a gentle smile at all times. However, that gentle smile that always makes people calm down now makes me have a kind of feeling in my memory. An almost suffocating sadness.

"Gintoki." Ruoyouruuowu's familiar voice pulled him out of his thoughts, Sakata Gintoki stopped and stared blankly at the solitary girl not far away, "Really... wooden?"

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