[Gintama Doujin] The Walking Moon

? "Then use each other's fists to stop each other—!!" Gintoki's roar almost shook the soul.I was kicked a few meters away and lost the strength to get up again.

"Takasugi... How long are you going to stare at the hole behind your eyelids with that blind left eye? You just widen your remaining right eye to see clearly—" Gintoki raised his fist at me again, "The person you must swing your fist at, here it is now!!"

Without waiting for him to punch, I had already punched him in the stomach, deliberately hitting the wound, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"That kind of thing, you can see it even if you close your eyes, Yinshi." I raised my leg fiercely and knocked on his chin, this time it was his turn to be kicked out by me. "This left eye, which I closed, saw at that moment...

"Longing, fetters, ambition..."

Everything flashed before my eyes again, and finally it was fixed on that day—the day Teacher Songyang was taken away.

"Hate." I smiled, yes, it was the guy in front of me who killed it.Killed the teacher we had desperately guarded.

"I have never forgotten it at all, and I have never lost it once." The brain that was confused by memories regained its composure, "The person the fist should fall on has always been imprinted in the depths of my eyes."

Gintoki killed the teacher because he was protecting us.

I killed the teacher because of Yinshi and wanted to kill him.

I know how much pain he has endured, but I can't forgive him, let alone myself, we are all sinners.

"The revenge we want to avenge is here, see it, and come to avenge the teacher." The corner of my mouth gradually couldn't maintain the smile, and could only hang down weakly, "Although we can't draw the sword against ourselves, there is a comparison It's even harder to curse someone who curses himself..."

Gintoki stood up and responded to my words: "But there is a guy who is more difficult to kill than himself."

Both of us raised our fists at the same time:

"Because I have you," he said.

"Because you have me here." I said.

-

When he was ten years old, Teacher Songyang was taken away.

With the ability of the teacher, it is easy to kill those people, but he just let us stay in the private school, let the three of us protect our classmates, and then we were taken away voluntarily.The private school was burned down, and we became homeless children.In order to regain the teacher, the three of us decided to participate in the Xiangyi War. After that, it lasted five years.

In the past five years, we have changed from childhood playmates to an existence that can be delivered on the back.Under the raging flames of war and the shadow of swords and swords, we stepped up to the position of commander-in-chief step by step, and our reputation shook the battlefield.

Gui became more and more interested in Yinshi. After Mr. Songyang left, he took over a job, which was to make red bean rice balls for Yinshi.

On the surface, Yinshi dislikes what he makes, but secretly eats it.Gui is even more sloppy, trying to comfort him in different ways every time.Later, Yinshi also went with him, and the two gradually became close.But I don't want to talk more and more, and I don't want to see these two people happily.

At this time, I will miss the teacher even more, and miss his hand that can heal the pain.I don't think I'm a fragile person, but in front of the teacher, I want to keep my childish nature forever.

"Gaoshan, why don't you let go of the concern in your heart?" Gui asked me this way one day, and it turned out that he was still the person who knew me best.

"As long as the teacher is not found, I will never mind." I replied.

"You know I didn't mean that...why are you unwilling to face Yinshi openly?"

I stared at him, trying to read from his face what he meant when he asked me.He didn't wait for my answer, and continued: "You are... not as indifferent to Yin as you seem on the surface."

My heart moved, but I didn't speak, waiting for him to continue to explain.

"You always disagree with Yinshi, and there will be a conflict in three sentences. But I know that if you really hate someone, you won't pay attention to him at all, let alone talk so much.

"Both of you are still the same as you were when you were a child. The more you talk, the less you look like a commander. It's like arguing with children.

"...Takasugi, do you like Gintoki?"

like?This word is so strange to the extreme.Will I have something to like?

For a moment, Teacher Songyang's smile appeared in my mind, but in the next second, it turned into the back of the dusk.

Gintoki is eating red bean cakes at the porch facing the sunset outside the courtyard, sleeping with a knife in his arms, being serious when practicing with me, fighting bloody battles on the battlefield, and having a lifeless fish-eyed look every day ...

"You should take a mirror to see the expression on your face at this moment, Takasugi." Gui interrupted my thoughts.

I looked at him for a while, and asked, "What about you, running around behind that guy's ass, serving soup and water like a bastard, asking about his health. If this kind of crazy nobleman spreads to the enemy, it is estimated that They will be attacked immediately with a knife."

Gui sighed, and he said, "Yinshi always makes me want to take care of him...you understand? Even though he is the White Yaksha on the battlefield, in my heart, I always feel that if no one is behind him... He will be upset."

The silvery red pupils appeared in front of my eyes. Because of the color of the always bright eyes, they always seemed to be sad.What Gui said is right, Yinshi is stronger than anyone else, but he also recruits more people than anyone else... pity.

I really don't want to use this word to describe a big man, but ever since I saw Mr. Songyang and Yinshi in the courtyard, I have this feeling.This kind of contradictory traits merged in him, but he was exceptionally attractive, and could almost be described as beautiful.I also think that's why he's even more famous.

"So what if you like him." I turned around and turned my head to look at him, "He only has Teacher Songyang in his heart, what else do you want from him?"

"No, Jinzhu." Gui frowned and said seriously, "There is no tomorrow on the battlefield. I only hope that if one day I die, you can protect him for me. ... This is also the entrustment of Teacher Songyang .”

"I know if you don't tell me." I didn't want to continue the conversation with him, "Don't forget that we participated in the war to save the teacher."

……

After that day, I paid more attention to Yinshi, but I remained calm.Yinshi seems to be indifferent to everything, but we know that he cherishes the disciples of Master Shoyang more than anyone else—including me and Gui.

What are we to him?Is it just because of the entrustment of the teacher?Yinshi is a person who cherishes his own life very much, but when we are in crisis, he is more willing to fight than anyone else. He is really like a Yaksha on the battlefield, dangerous, powerful but beautiful.

On the one hand, I am addicted to this kind of almost dedicated protection, and on the other hand, I am deeply disgusted by his approach.I am so contradictory, I can only put my thoughts on Teacher Songyang. If the teacher is here, then these troublesome problems of mine can be solved.

The teacher is the common morning star for the three of us, hanging high in the sky, guiding the direction, and supporting us through the five years of war.

-

And five years later we faced a fiasco.

Seeing the teacher again, we were bound and thrown on the ground like poor bugs, struggling to look at the teacher kneeling in front of us.The men in black surrounded us and said to the teacher: "Songyang, your students are going to die miserably according to what you teach."

"I don't remember teaching like that before." The teacher's voice was cold and indifferent like I had never heard before.

"So, do you want to try it out?" The man in black said again, I suddenly felt a bad feeling, and at this moment, footsteps came from behind.

"Your disciples, do you choose to die with you, or use those hands to choose to live even if you kill the teacher?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two men walked up between Gui and me with Yin Shi, and suddenly a huge fear took over my heart. I couldn't help but widen my eyes, staring at the silver-haired boy. .

"The teacher is still a companion, choose one as you like."

-

The uncontrollable punches and deep hatred were all the driving force. We were all bruised and we couldn't get up again.

I clearly knew that it was the teacher who entrusted us to Gintoki, and Gintoki obeyed the teacher's last wish.

I clearly knew that Yin Shi had already responded to my words on the battlefield, telling me not to die.

Why protect me?Why did you choose us for Teacher Songyang?

I hate him, but I hate myself even more, because we let Yinshi swing a knife and chop off the teacher's head, because we are weak and can only be controlled by others.

The moment Yinshi swung his knife and chopped it down, the world was silent, but I clearly heard the sound of something shattering.

His tearful face is imprinted in my mind, and the only time he cried in memory, it tore my heart in an instant.

Without this cowardly government, everything would not have happened...

So rotten, so dirty, so unbearable.

Sure enough, the country is still destroyed.

-

Since then, I have nothing to protect, and the purpose of my existence is to destroy everything.But Gintoki and I started to confront each other and started to protect this country.

In the past ten years, the desire to destroy has penetrated into my bones. If I don't destroy, the hole in my heart cannot be filled.My footsteps stopped on that day. Looking back, I saw the old days, and looking forward, I saw the back of my companions drifting away until they disappeared.

"The so-called bushido does not just refer to the road of being loyal to the country and the monarch, but a will to restrain the weak self to become a stronger self-the ambition to work hard along the road that one determines."

The teacher's words were deeply imprinted in my mind and supported me for ten years.I will definitely not be as weak as I was back then, and I will keep walking along the path I believe in—until I come back with the power to subvert a country and destroy everything. ?