[Gintama] The back spirit of the natural volume

Make her cry hard!

He glanced at the sofa in the living room with gloomy eyes, and the silver-haired man who didn't know what to think of in his mind paused for a moment, and then slowly evoked a belly-wrenching smile.

Holding the black-haired doctor in his arms, he moved from the wall of the room to the sofa in the living room. The moment he walked out of the door, the figure reflected on the paper door in the entrance could clearly see a faint red.

There was only one door away, and even though he knew he couldn't see everything inside, the excitement of getting caught if he didn't pay attention really deepened the excitement of the silver-haired man.

He just walked out and sat on the sofa. The black-haired doctor was completely frightened, and his terrified appearance was no longer rational at first.

So the silver-haired man was satisfied.

But there was no response, and the people outside the door finally gave up.

"Ah Shi, I know it's my fault... You should also if you don't want to see me."

Until his voice and figure completely disappeared from the door, Tsurumi Akimi suddenly collapsed to the side as if his strength had been drained, half of his face was buried in the sofa, his eyes were closed, but his expression was not clear. Visibly tired.

He was her wish, but it was only her wish.

Even though he knew this clearly all along, he couldn't restrain the grievance in his heart at this moment.

Lesson [-]: I want to lose my morals every time I update

In the end, Dr. Tsurumi tilted his head and fell asleep almost as soon as Sakata Gintoki let go of her.

Probably because she was asked a little harder this time, she slept for two full nights and one day, from the next night of the day to the morning of the third day, and when she woke up, she found her body refreshed, it must be someone who helped her. She did the cleaning.

Looking around the room, Qiu Shi didn't find that silver figure, she thought he should have gone back long ago.

Get up and get out of bed.

To the surprise of the black-haired doctor, the expected back pain did not appear. Although there was still some discomfort from below, it seemed that the body, especially the waist, had been massaged, and there was no soreness at all when walking.

Tsurumi Akimi sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while, lowering her eyes and wondering what she was thinking.

Walking out of the room, when I saw that the living room was not as messy as it was after the tumbling that day, the sofa and tea table were still neatly placed, the floor was brand new and clean, and the wind blowing in from time to time through the wide-open windows made the room feel cool and comfortable. The air in the room looks very fresh.

The black-haired doctor blinked numbly. In order to confirm her conjecture, she turned her head and looked at the room behind her - just like the living room, there were signs of being well cleaned.

Needless to say, this must have all been done by some curly-haired man.

Tsurumi Akimi can even imagine that scene, the man with silver natural curly hair squatting in his flirty clothes, must have a pair of lazy dead fish eyes, holding a Silently but carefully wiping the traces left on the floor with a rag.

To be honest, she never thought that Yinshi would do this for her, no matter if it was because of the guilt that he went too far this time, or for other reasons, but it is undeniable that she was really moved.

The bubbles called grievances that were originally floating in my heart seemed to be punctured one by one at this moment, floating in the air, and then disappeared.

While still leaning against the door, immersed in messy thoughts, the door was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and then a man with silver curly hair appeared at the door, holding a bag of something in his hand.

Seeing the black-haired doctor leaning against the door, his lazy eyes moved slightly, and while scratching his hair, he stepped into the room calmly.

"Ah, it's just right if you wake up, go wash up and come out for breakfast."

He raised the paper bag in his hand and shook it in the air:

"Yin Sang, I bought meat buns~ It's from the one I used to eat~"

"……Oh."

Akira nodded, Tsurumi Akimi turned around slowly and walked to the bathroom. After coming out, she sat cross-legged opposite Sakata Gintoki and watched him push the unpacked meat bun in front of her.

Inserting a steamed stuffed bun, he opened his mouth and took a bite. The meaty soup overflowed, but the black-haired doctor stopped, frowning slightly and staring at the steamed stuffed bun in front of him.

Yinshi looked lazily with one hand propped on his chin, seeing her like this, raised his other hand to pick his nostrils:

"What? Did you eat half a worm?"

His tone was very low, and he looked as if nothing had happened, without any strange emotions at all, as calm as if he was still in the days when they lived together.

The black-haired doctor paused imperceptibly with his fingers, then turned his head and asked a belated question as if he didn't hear it:

"have you eaten?"

Yinshi's nose-picking hand paused, and when Si Yuyan met Shang Qiushi's serious eyes that could not be ignored, the answer in his heart changed in vain:

"Finally remembered that Yinsang, a living being like me, is still here?"

"So you haven't eaten yet?"

Tsurumi Akimi nodded understandingly, then slowly took a bite of each bun under the eyes of Yin Shiwei's dead fish, put down the last meat bun that was bitten off, and swallowed the one in his mouth, the black-haired The doctor clapped his hands lightly:

"Silver time, I'm full~"

"……………………"

Twitching the corner of his mouth, Sakata Gintoki looked at the meat buns in the bag speechlessly, each with a "notch" on it, and a row of black lines fell from the back of his head.

After doing this childish action, the black-haired doctor didn't care about the expression of the natural curly hair, she turned around and entered the room without looking back, and when she came out, she had already changed the set of pajamas she was wearing.

Yinshi raised his head while chewing on the meat bun, and found that she was dressed to go out, so he couldn't help raising his dead fish eyes:

"Are you going out?"

"Well, go find Qiu Luan."

Unexpectedly, he actually ate those meat buns, Qiu Shi felt a little surprised, and then involuntarily curled the corners of his mouth.

The silver-haired man snorted unhappily, lowered his head, took a mouthful of the bun in his hand and said nothing.

"If you want to leave later, remember to close the door for me."

After explaining to the man over there who was burying his head, Qiushi opened the paper door, turned his head and glanced in the direction of Yinshi, and found that the other party seemed to be eating the buns seriously, then turned his gaze away and walked out.

According to the address that Tsurumi Qiuluan told her at the time, he came to his door, and wanted to knock on the door, but suddenly remembered the embarrassing scene that day, the black-haired doctor couldn't help but his face became hot, and he began to feel uncomfortable all over.

Although she tried her best not to let herself make a sound, she was actually not sure whether Qiu Luan, who was standing outside the door, had heard anything that made people think about it. Coupled with Qiu Luan's lost tone at that time, she still felt a little confident after all. Insufficient - although the night before she had justifiably said that she was disappointed with him.

Tsurumi Qiushi never thought that one day the first person she met when she came to this world would stand outside her door in such a humble manner and tell her that I was not good... complex emotions.

Even though she always called him by his first name, she did treat Tsurumi Qiuluan as an older brother. When she was wandering alone in the troubled times and couldn't find a place to stay, he and her father gave her a... Rely on and shelter.

Because of this, she values ​​this relationship more than anyone else, and does not allow any accidents to happen. They are her family and his elder brother, and no one can change them!

This is her idea that has never been shaken, so when Tsurumi Qiuluan overturned the oath so casually after she made the promise without expectations, she felt so disappointed.

However, after this time, when the red-haired man was not as bright and sunny as before, the black-haired doctor suddenly felt that the weight on his heart became heavy.

... She must have a good talk with Qiu Luan, frankly and honestly.

After making up his mind, the black-haired doctor was about to knock on the door, but he heard a strange voice behind him:

"Um... are you Miss Qiushi?"

No.30 training: I want to lose my morals every time I update

Appearing behind Qiu Shi was a boy she had never seen before. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a very cute baby face. There is a smile that makes others feel inexplicably in a good mood just by looking at it.

The black-haired doctor whose name was called blinked, feeling a little surprised. When did she become so famous?

"you are?"

"Ah, I'm sorry~ I'm Nozomi Yamamoto, it's the first time we meet, please give me your advice~"

"you know me?"

The baby-faced boy nodded affirmatively, and raised a big smile:

"Hmm! I've heard of you~"

Tsurumi Akimi was not good at dealing with this kind of situation, so he said "Oh" and stopped talking, secretly glanced at the door behind him from the corner of his eyes, wondering if Qiu Luan couldn't hear the movement at the door?Why is there no reaction at all =_=

Noticing her small movements, the baby-faced boy pointed to the room behind her, tilted his head and asked:

"Miss Qiushi is here to find Lord Qiuluan? He's not here now~"

Lord Qiuluan?

The black-haired doctor was secretly surprised by this title, and when he looked at the baby-faced boy again, he couldn't help but look at him:

"Do you know Qiu Luan?"

"Very familiar~ It's because Master Qiuluan mentioned Miss Qiushi in front of me that I know you~"

"...So that's how it is."

Qiu Shi found that when the boy in front of him mentioned Qiu Luan, his expression