[Gintama] The back spirit of the natural volume

, He raised his free left hand and picked his nostrils:

"Wake up, boy! Yinsang, I didn't come here for that kind of thing."

His posture may seem casual, but a closer look reveals that his defense is flawless!

Nozomi Yamamoto didn't mind what he said, and glanced around at the corpses lying on the deck below, he touched his chin with a sigh:

"Ah~ You're really good. You managed to kill so many members of the Spring Rain regiment by yourself, and the other party is very angry now! What do you think I should do to calm them down?"

Frowning slightly distressed, suddenly he seemed to have thought of some good idea and his eyes lit up, and he met the bloody eyes of the silver-haired man with a cute smile:

"Did you cut it with your right hand just now? Or...can you cut off your right hand?"

Tsurumi Akishi trembled violently when he heard these words, but the baby-faced boy who had been staring at the silver-haired man didn't seem to notice, but the momentary constriction in Sakata Gintoki's eyes didn't escape him Eye.

"Don't you want to? That's troublesome, you know, I don't want to hurt Miss Qiushi at all..."

He innocently played with the knife in his hand, and his tone began to tinge with regret:

"But if Ms. Qiushi doesn't even have this bit of use value, I will be very disappointed!"

Sakata Gintoki clenched the wooden knife in his hand, and then picked it up slowly.

He found that the boy above was not threatening him, but was stating a fact.From the beginning to the end, there was no murderous look in his eyes, but it was this natural tone that made people feel that what he said was true.

Turning his eyes to the side, he happened to meet the black-haired doctor's eyes, which he had never seen before, a little cold, and a little bored...?

Eh?

The silver-haired man froze for a moment, not understanding why she looked at him with such eyes.

Surprised, she suddenly noticed that her mouth moved, as if she wanted to say something.

"..."

"?"

"..."

Nozomi Yamamoto, who saw the clue from Sakata Gintoki's expression, turned his head to look at the black-haired doctor standing next to him:

"Ah? Is Miss Qiushi trying to say something?"

Ignoring the person next to her, Tsurumi Akimi stared into the eyes of the silver-haired man, and said every word very seriously:

"Don't cut! I said, no! Do! Cut!"

"……………………"

hello!What do you want to say by yourself as a hostage!Don't want to live anymore!Everyone on the field was stunned, Yamamoto Wang blinked, then stroked his forehead:

"...Miss Qiushi, if you are so uncooperative as a hostage, I will be very embarrassed."

The black-haired man is clearly determined to ignore the baby-faced boy to the end. She is full of eyes on the silver-haired man below, but she uses that kind of cold and bored eyes.

"I'm sick of you who always make decisions on your own and don't care about others! In the past, it was because it wasn't my business, so I didn't say anything even though I hated it, but now I tell you, I! No! Happy! !accept!"

"So Yinshi, if you dare to cut off your own hand, I will immediately pay you back with my life!"

She said the last four words with extra force, as if to emphasize the authenticity of them.

"How dare you bastard!"

"If you dare, I will!"

"Hey! Smelly woman, you are courting death!"

The black-haired doctor's uncooperative words angered Chun Yu's people. In his anger, he directly drew his knife and aimed it at her direction and slashed it down. However, a second before he touched her, he was struck by two blades, one in front and one in back. Penetrates the chest cavity and heart.

Putting the knife back into the scabbard, Yamamoto glanced down at the man who pierced the heart of the celestial being with the knife he threw with such a quick and invisible movement, and warned without emotion:

"Don't shoot my hostage! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

Since this unexpected scene attracted everyone's attention, no one noticed the spaceship approaching secretly from behind and the thick smoke rising from the tail of the spaceship.

Because Tsurumi Akimi didn't have time to dodge, a large amount of blood was splashed on her body, staining her plain white clothes red, and she also squinted her eyes.

So she couldn't see what the silver-haired man's expression would be at the moment.

"Yinshi, do you believe it? I'll be fine."

So you don't need to sacrifice anything for me.

I could die for you, but I will never do it.

Because death is the heaviest shackle in this world, once carried, it will be an eternal demon.

——And she won't let him bear this.

Therefore, I will be fine, let alone die.

At the same time, the black smoke became thicker and thicker, gradually covering the sky above their heads completely, not only the stern, suddenly there was a "bang" sound from the center of the ship, and then thicker smoke than before floated up .

Sakata Gintoki, who finally discovered the abnormality, felt his heart tighten. Looking at all the people above who were in chaos, he jumped onto the side of the ship and shouted towards the spaceship above which it was gradually difficult to see who was who:

"Ashi! Jump down! Quick!"

However, before his voice reached the ears of the black-haired doctor, the huge spaceship with the spring rain symbol entrenched in the sky above his head heard continuous explosions, accompanied by sparks and debris flying around. All sounds are drowned out.

"Do not!!!!!!"

When Shinbaji and Kagura came with rescuers, what they saw was the scene of Sakata Gintoki being bounced away by the air current.

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

"The things you want to protect will eventually disappear from your hands one by one, and then you will be left alone in this world. Even with tears streaming down your face, you can't bring back the warmth that was once held in your hands."

Sakata Gintoki remembered that this was what someone said to him many years ago.

At that time, he didn't pay attention to the curse-like rhetoric. Even now, he still feels that as long as he still has the sword in his hand, he can protect what he wants to protect!

You see, in the past so many years, he has carried out his original belief to this day.

So that statement is not true at all!

Because he protected the street under his feet, he protected the people living on this street, he protected A Miao, Kagura, Shinbaji, Kanshichiro, Takamahara, Xiaoyu, Protected many people who lived with him in Kabukicho.

but……

Whether it's unemployment or finding someone, obviously he can solve troubles for others time and time again, but why does he still lose the most important thing in his own life?

Whether it's a smile or a belief, it's clear that he has successfully protected the most important thing in other people's lives, but why hasn't he been able to protect the most important thing in his own life?

Sakata Gintoki twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally let go of the upward arc.

He looked at his hands that held the sword all the year round, looked at the calluses on his hands, and once again tried to feel weak and powerless.

The first time I felt this way was when I watched Teacher Songyang’s private school being engulfed in a fire and he himself was also missing when I was young. The frail body against the panic and bewilderment became a part of his life. A page that can never be turned.

So he grew up desperately, worked hard to become stronger, and vowed to use the knife in his hand to support the world left by Teacher Songyang to them.

Then he met a lot of people, and in another way found people and things that could bring him warmth after Mr. Songyang left. He thought that as long as this continues, those people will always exist, and the warmth will be There has been.

... until lost again.

When he woke up from the coma and returned to the battlefield that day, he found that all traces had been erased.

There are no spaceships parked by the moat, no debris left on the water surface, the sky is clear as if it has never been smoggy, and the whole world is calm as if it has never been chaotic.

It seemed that nothing had happened, but the silver-haired man knew that Wanshiwu didn't bring back its proprietress.

Regarding Tsurumi Akimi, Sakata Gintoki thought that she was his savior, but she was not just a savior.

After swallowing the steamed buns he asked for from Dengshi's mother-in-law, he was choked because of his thirsty throat due to his hunger for too long. When she was frozen and buried in the snow, she met and rescued her... After that, she had a one-night stand in a daze.

This follow-up development, as if deliberately arranged by someone, disrupted the original pure relationship between them, and then gradually embarked on a story that is incredible to say the least.

He gradually got used to having such an existence, whenever he turned around, he could find her in a specific place.No matter how long he's been away, as long as he turns around, he can see the dark-haired woman's eyes that are neither enthusiastic nor cold as always.

She was out of his world, she would never ask him for help, never confide her troubles to him, so he gradually forgot that this woman was actually just a lonely person.

So lonely... Except for the house where he used to live with her, she has never left the slightest trace in other people's lives—as if that two-story hut was her entire world.

Today, he is standing in a room full of her breath, but he can only look at the emptiness of the room, searching for her back and forth figure from his memory.

The appearance of her sleeping on the kotatsu in the snow...

The appearance of her sitting at the desk and writing meticulously...

The corner of her mouth slightly raised when she was standing in the kitchen and lowered her head to prepare dinner...

She leaned against the window with deep eyes but didn't know where she was looking