[Comprehensive] Mr. Gentleman

That's right, the back of the head, saluted the man, then quietly opened the door and backed out...

This is the fifth time Xiaowan has done this process...

The young man walking in the corridor was holding the bottle, but an extremely weird idea popped up in his head like a sudden brain hole... But the more he thought about it, the more likely it was...

This guest...wouldn't be gay...?

With a pause in his footsteps, Xiao Guan turned his head, thinking about walking in the opposite direction from before...

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"...I can't see [the moon] here...it's a pity..." Shinsuke Takasugi looked at the covered sky...

If you look at the full moon here... it should be beautiful...

Yoshihara can give him a temporary leisure, the shogunate's dog's minions can't reach here...

He Jiang took a sip of his wine and said without turning his head: "...Didn't you say that you don't need geisha... Back down before I get offended by you..."

The line of sight shifts to the bustling downstairs... Those who are locked in a cage and constantly reach out to tourists, those who are dressed up on the road to solicit customers, and those who poke their heads directly out of the window to call for customers... Yoshihara's [sorrowful] products... …

Since ten years ago... he has lost his affection for creatures like women...

The visitor didn't go away honestly like those geishas before because of his words, but just chuckled...

Shinsuke Takasugi turned his head a little unexpectedly, and was a little surprised when he learned the identity of the visitor, but the surprised expression was only for a moment, and his emerald-like eyes returned to silence...

"...Oh~, to be favored by Oiran-sama... I feel quite honored..."

The long black hair of the visitor was coiled up by simple jewelry, and the few strands of black hair falling down made the neck whiter, in stark contrast to the silver chains on the neck...

Wearing a black kimono embroidered with gold thread, it doesn't look vulgar... The dress is a bit strange for ordinary geisha, but there is no sense of disobedience...

It is impossible to see whether his face is painted with heavy makeup like ordinary geishas, ​​because his eyes are covered by a fox mask, and only a small nose and pale pink lips can be seen on a beautiful face...

He first let the maid who came with him leave, and then bowed to Takasugi Shinsuke, "My concubine's name is [Yueqian], and I came here without permission. There are many impoliteness, please forgive me..."

Shinsuke Takasugi didn't speak, but just watched the oiran named Yueqian sit down beside him...

He raised his eyes and looked at the distance between himself and Yueqian... at least one meter...

"...Oiran is just a geisha with a higher status... Is it okay for you to treat customers like this..."

He smiled, and looked at the mask on the other party's face meaningfully...

"My lord was joking... I wear this mask because I have very ugly scars on my face, it's really hard to show others..."

Hearing what he said, Shinsuke Takasugi didn't pursue it... He was a little surprised that he didn't stick to himself like other geisha, but that's good, it's good to have a beautiful woman to chat with...

"You can still be an oiran with a bruise on your face... You are also quite good... I heard that you can play the shamisen which is amazing...Is it because of this...?"

Yueqian didn't answer him either, she just got up and took the shamisen from the corner of the wall, sat back and fiddled with it lightly, then said: "Since my lord wants to hear it, as a lord, this concubine can play a piece, but the skill is not up to scratch." , please forgive me..."

With that said, I started playing...

Shinsuke Takasugi filled a glass for himself, listening to his music...

So it turns out, this is indeed a masterpiece... an oiran who only sells his skills but not his body... huh...

Being a woman is a good thing...

After the song was over, the wine beside Shinsuke Takasugi also ran out...

"...It's a very good song..." Even a person like him who has a certain amount of research on shamisen can't help but admire...

It's just... I always feel that this song... has an impression deep in my memory...

【Where have I heard it】

Can't remember, Takasugi Shinsuke gave up, he stood up, and said goodbye to the oiran beside him, "Sa~ I'm going back too... [Yueqian] Right... I'll come to you when I'm free... "

He walked towards the door, and beside the door was a mirror of equal height.

He didn't see a golden light leaking from the eye hole of the oiran fox mask behind him...

After Takasugi Shinsuke left completely, the seated oiran put down the shamisen in his hand and took off the fox mask on his face...

He covered the lower half of his face with the wide sleeves of his kimono, covering the corners of his upturned mouth, but he couldn't stop the deep smile in his golden eyes...

【Jinsuke is really... slow...】

On the other side, Takasugi Shinsuke left Yoshihara and returned to the ground.

At this time, a small village in the surrounding area was holding a festival, and the lights were brightly lit.

There are happy smiles on people's faces...

He frowned, and wanted to walk away... Such a happy scene would only make him feel more unwilling and painful, and deepen the beast's mourning and destructive desire...

Suddenly, by accident, he landed his eyes on a mask selling booth, where there was a fox mask with red patterns on it...

Takasugi Shinsuke's pupils suddenly shrank...

----【I remembered】

When I was young, I went to festivals with my teacher... When I walked to the mask stand, he took a mask of an evil spirit... The teacher took...

【Fox Mask】...Ah...

I think the shamisen song is familiar to me...

That's because, the person who often played this piece of music in private schools when he was a child...

【That's the teacher】...

【Gintama】part·12

When I was a child...that small village...

Although it is not as prosperous as a big city...it brings comfort and tranquility...

The people here are simple and hardworking...everyone is so kind...

There is a private school here, and there are many students of different ages...

Some are the children of villagers... but most of them are orphans who lost their loved ones due to the war.

Ah... how could I forget...

That person's smile is so gentle...but now the face in his memory has been gradually eroded by the years...beginning to blur...

That person taught them to read, adopted them, and taught them swordsmanship... But most of the time, he smiled quietly and watched him, Kotaro and Yin when they were fighting in the yard...

With the breeze and birdsong... playing a shamisen...

Takasugi Shinsuke felt that it was the happiest time in his life, not one of them.

The sum of many coincidences cannot be explained by a single coincidence.

Since when... did you forget your original intention...

Too obsessed with the process, but forget the purpose.

Originally, he wanted to feel despair in this world where he could experience the despair of losing his teacher...

Even though he wanted to fly back to Yoshihara now to find out the identity of the oiran named Yueqian, he still stopped in his tracks.

Now, it's not the time...

Ah... and that annoying woman, it's time to fix it... I've been playing for ten years... Time really flies...

The teacher was beheaded in public... I even took his head back... Leaving aside the question of the impossibility of living... Take a hundred steps back, even if the teacher is alive, he should be old...

But Takasugi Shinsuke never considered this issue, he had a kind of blind trust in the teacher...

A sentence that the teacher said to him when he was young once made him feel puzzled.

But ever since he encountered that incident ten years ago...he suddenly understood...

That day, his loose black long hair was blown up by the breeze, and the man standing under the cherry blossom tree looked at the sparrow sitting on his finger and smiled softly...

Que'er tilted her head, and suddenly spread her wings and flew away...

"Jinsuke... let me tell you something..."

The man's golden eyes looked at him, and he spoke...

"me……"

"———[Caught by Time]"

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Shanghe Wanqi looked at the crazy woman in front of him and felt a little headache...

Back then, I thought she was a nice person... because the music in her soul was crisp piano sounds... At that time, I was absolutely deaf!

"Uh...Miss Nakamura...Takasugi-sama will be back soon...wait for a while..."

"What a joke! I can't wait any longer! He's my husband! Which woman's husband would be happy to go to Yoshiwara with his wife on his back!!"

Yuan Nakamura shouted, and once again threw the things around him to the ground as if venting his anger.

Wan Qi on the river wiped the drool that was sprayed on his face with a wooden face, no matter how good-tempered a person is, his heart should be on fire.

To be honest, he thinks Takasugi is so smart, but he married such a woman as his wife, either because he is out of his wits or because of someone else...

If other women were like Yuan Nakamura, Wanqi Heshang would rather be a bachelor for the rest of his life or be gay!

Eh, something strange seems to have mixed in...

Wanqi Heshang turned up the volume of the headphones again, and said to Yuan Nakamura, who was still aggrieved as if he had suffered a great grievance: "If Ms. Nakamura still wants to vent, please feel free... I will not accompany you... But I don't agree with Ms. Nakamura's method at all, it has no meaning other than increasing the financial burden on the team..."

If possible, I really want to use the excuse of accompanying this woman to vent her anger and hone her skills as an excuse to maim her...

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