[Gintama] The back spirit of the natural volume

Now that I think about it, the relationship between him and that woman is too rigid, even if there is an unspoken longing in each other's hearts, but the feelings that are stored in the name of each taking what they need are so thin that she can't find a way to continue with a word reason.

...wait, continue?

The silver-haired man was stunned suddenly, and the eyes of the dead fish were filled with a rare and obvious trance.

Is it so...

It turns out that he subconsciously never thought that there would be a day when it would end?

It was at this moment that Sakata Gintoki suddenly understood why he was so dissatisfied with the black-haired woman's reaction that night when he was drunk.

It wasn't because of that man's provocation...

It's because even Tsurumi Qiuluan, who was just a bystander when she met for the first time, would be angry at his poor behavior that night, but she was calm as if he was just a passerby, no matter what he did, he would not exert influence over her.

The frustrated and unwilling emotions were shocked and squeezed into an unknown corner after waking up and discovering his situation. If he hadn't just revisited the natural scene in his dream, he might have thought it was just a misunderstanding.

Sakata Gintoki turned his head and looked at the night sky outside the window, the twinkling stars dotted the dark night, just like someone's shining eyes.

Then, no more sleepiness.

Under the same sky, on a spaceship floating under the darkness of night, Tsurumi Akimi stood on the side of the ship wearing a large coat, his pupils dissolved in the depths of the night unblinkingly watched the starlight drifting overhead .

Tsurumi Qiuluan came out after processing the documents, and found that the figure standing there quietly before he entered was still in the original posture.

Holding back a sigh with complicated emotions, the red-haired man stood beside her with a warm smile just right.

"Ashi, you should rest."

"Well, let's go later."

"...Is that what you said just now? I won't believe you this time~"

Putting his hands on her shoulders, Tsurumi Qiuluan used a little force to turn her body around, and pushed her forward two steps:

"Go, go, go to sleep! I'll be angry if I'm tired of my little nephew!"

"Hey, I can go to sleep."

The black-haired doctor was helpless, and raised his hand to push his palm away, but was stopped the moment before he touched him:

"Hold your hands!"

Tsurumi Qiuluan pointed to her hands covered with a thick layer of bandages, and began to preach in a parental tone:

"Your hands don't hurt anymore, do you? If you want to use your hands and feet even after they're covered so thickly, don't you plan to do it?"

"It's just a flesh injury, it's not as serious as Qiu Luan you said =="

It's all bloody, isn't it serious?The red-haired man choked on her nonchalant attitude, barely resisting the urge to hit her hard, and he increased his urging tone:

"...Anyway, go to bed right now! You are not allowed to get up unless I call you tomorrow! Do you hear me?!"

Knowing that if he said one more word, the man behind would probably explode immediately, Tsurumi Akimi nodded in compromise.

The place where they are currently is on a spaceship under the name of Tsurumi Qiuluan. Apart from her and Qiuluan, there are a few people she has never met, but judging from their attitude towards Qiuluan, it should be It's my subordinates or something.

Tsurumi Akimi didn't ask where she was going, because from the moment she decided to leave, she hoped to be as far away from a certain man as possible.

Not out of anger, but because she didn't know what purpose the person who attacked her had.

But whether it was aimed at herself, or through her to deal with the man who already liked to meddle in his own business, she felt that leaving was the best choice.

and……

Putting her hand gently on her abdomen, after she could gradually feel the sudden presence, she suddenly didn't know what kind of expression she could continue to face that man.

Therefore, it was the only way she could think of to end all this before things got too bad.

A night without dreams.

When I woke up, the sky was bright, and the window was opened, and a large amount of sunlight came in through the window of the ship, making the whole room feel warm.

With the help of the maid Tsurumi Qiuluan specially found for her, she finished her grooming, and then heard a voice outside the door that seemed to be waiting for a long time, inviting her to have breakfast.

Dr. Tsurumi, who has always been self-sufficient, said that she is really not used to this kind of life with clothes and food—_—

But since she is now a third-class disabled, she can only be her third-class citizen honestly, and start a glorious life of continuing to eat after eating and sleeping well.

Regarding this, Dr. Tsurumi was a little bit worried. If things went on like this, she would become so fat that even her father, who had been buried in the ground, would not be able to recognize her. But she didn't know it was, and this kind of life would only last for one day at most.

That night, before going to bed, Tsurumi Akimi found an extra glass of milk on the table in her room. She didn't think much about it... It wasn't until she realized that she was being forcibly helped to walk outside when she was feeling dizzy, that she suddenly realized - but by this time, it was already too late.

The moment she opened her eyes, she felt an all-too-familiar pressure from a certain acupuncture point on the back of her neck, and her body suddenly went limp the next moment.

And this scene happened to fall into the eyes of the red-haired man who rushed over because he noticed something. Behind him was the baby-faced boy who had disappeared for a few days and reappeared.

The pupils constricted suddenly, and the palms hanging on both sides of the body were clenched into fists with a sense of restraint. Tsurumi Akimi lowered his head slightly, and his too long bangs covered his eyes, and also blocked the cold light that burst out from his eyes at this moment .

"Hey, can you tell me, what are you doing?"

The few people caught upright glanced at each other, and one of them suddenly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee:

"I'm sorry, Tsurumi-sama, we have to take this woman away! She plays a decisive role in the plan above!"

"Oh?"

Tsurumi Qiuluan, who has receded all the emotions of laughter, has sharp eyes like an ice sword standing on the top of a snow mountain. Just a light sweep can make people feel a bone-chilling chill:

"Above? Do you think I'm dead?"

"...The subordinates dare not."

"Give me Ash."

"This……"

The man kneeling on the ground turned his gaze away, and successfully ignited the anger of the red-haired man. He couldn't help laughing back:

"Oh, very good! It's worthwhile for me to teach you for so many years, so that each of you has successfully grown into a bear heart and a leopard gall!"

The disappointment and anger of being betrayed awakened the murderous intent in his eyes that had been silent for a long time, making Tsurumi Qiuluan at this moment look like a Shura who came from the depths of darkness.

"Yamamoto,"

He said blankly, "Not one left!"

When the bottom line in the deepest part of his heart is repeatedly provoked, even if it is a right-hand man he has cultivated by himself, he can give up without hesitation.

——This is the truest him hidden under Tsurumi Qiuluan's harmless appearance.

In the night, the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was exceptionally clear, and finally it was illuminated by the light with a crisp cry.

Yamamoto Wang's hand holding the handle of the knife nimbly drew a saber flower in the air, raised it in the air, and then his body collapsed into a posture ready to go, like a beast aiming at its prey, full of danger.

In the next second, the boy with a baby face who was originally standing behind Tsurumi Qiuluan suddenly appeared in front of several people on the opposite side with the force of lightning, and the blade of the blade was already smeared with scarlet.

"Puchi-"

Accompanied by the sound of flesh being torn apart, what appeared in the eyes of everyone on the field was blood gushing out like a fountain.

It was so stupid that everyone didn't react.

Even Tsurumi Qiuluan himself didn't understand why the person who fell...was himself.

"The person in the way is actually you, Mr. Qiuluan."

The red-haired man lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the blood gushing out from his waist and chest, he suddenly felt the incomparable irony of the invulnerable figure holding a knife in front of him.

The fourth and third training: I want to lose my morals every time I update

"Sorry dad! I decided a long time ago what I want to do in the future, and I never changed!"

"Don't tell me these shit! Tsurumi Qiuluan, I will tell you clearly! If you decide to leave this house, then you will never come back! I will pretend that I never gave birth to your son!"

The angry voice revealed a bit of a furious atmosphere, but the person who said this had a face that made people misunderstand his age at a glance. The outline was clear, and the eyes were long and narrow. An evil taste with malicious intentions, but at this moment, when he stared at the boy standing with his back to him without any emotion, the sharp gaze from it seemed to pierce his body to see what was going on in his mind. What are you thinking!

In contrast, the red-haired boy who was pointed at by his anger was completely unwavering as if he didn't notice it.

"I let you down! If this makes you feel better, then you have never had my son!"

Turning around and bowing deeply to him at last, he stepped out of the door without looking back.

The moment he stepped out of the gate, a cup "slapped" and fell to pieces at the place he stepped on just a second ago, and the sharp fragments that shattered in response splashed all around.

Tsurumi Qiuluan didn't need to look back to know the expression on his old man's face, he must be blushing with anger but still forcibly enduring it.

Silently saying sorry in his heart, he straightened his back resolutely, ignoring a certain black hair from the left back.