[Gintama Doujin] The Walking Moon

?The first time I saw Gin was in a restless afternoon. I skipped my martial arts class and came to the shrine.

That day in the martial arts hall, I beat up a few unprofessional young masters. The so-called samurai who came from a famous family were all joking, saying that they shoulder the future of the country... What can these people do?

And what is my own bushido?Without creed, only knowing how to swing a knife, sooner or later one day will become a murderous monster.

Gui knew me very well and found out where I was very quickly.He always asked me what kind of samurai I wanted to be and where I wanted to go.At this time, he doesn't understand me. If I knew about this kind of thing, would I still be so troubled?

Sure enough, he hasn't left yet. In the morning, the defeated generals let his brother back him up. The other party chattered endlessly, contemptuously, but Gui, who is a top student at the Budokan, is older than the two of us combined. It's ridiculous. extreme.Convince me that this kind of man carries the country on his shoulders?The country would be better off destroyed.

Before we started fighting with this group of people who bully the few with more, suddenly a knife came straight down and cut us off.The knife was deeply inserted into the stone steps, the blade reflected the cold light, enough to see the strength of the person who made the knife, this person must not be underestimated.

"It's so noisy, is it the estrus period? You two." A lazy and powerless voice came from above the head, "Can't you two idiots even skip class?"

She had white curly hair that she had never seen before, and a pair of scarlet eyes that couldn't be opened as if she had just woken up.The boy jumped down from the tree and stepped on the head of the man opposite, causing him to faint.

"A samurai must never give up halfway in doing things. When you fight, you should have a good fight, and when you are lazy, you should be lazy." He turned his head with his nostrils pinched, and said something that seemed to make sense, but the second half of the sentence became unserious again, "I Come and sleep with you all."

The men in the back were enraged, and they wanted to chop up with knives, but they were instantly killed.

"Yinshi, what you said is very good." A smiling man with long hair raised his fist behind them, seemingly gentle but possessing a majesty that cannot be ignored, "But you half-asseds are 100 years too early to want to skip class and be lazy."

After finishing speaking, the curly-haired kid was punched down by this smiling man. Gui and I were very puzzled by the sudden change of the situation. He smiled and said to us: "Both parties in the quarrel will be punished together, and you should take them back quickly." Let's go to school. Mr. Little Samurai." After that, he dragged the child and left.

The two of us watched him leave from behind. The silver-haired kid was dragged ridiculously behind him with a bag on his head. Yoshida Matsuyo."

-

It is rumored that a samurai with a silver-haired child recently opened a private school, teaching poor children without paying a penny.

Just like his name, Yoshida Shoyo is as straight as a pine and cypress, and his personality is as warm as the sun.And that guy in Yinshi, hmph, apart from his high martial arts skills, he doesn't have any advantages at all.

I really want to know how strong these two people are, so I go back to kick the restaurant every day.Every time he played against Silver, that guy didn't look like a child. He was instantly killed the first time he went there... In fact, it was the same a few times after that.

Every time I got bruises all over my head and body, Songyang sat next to me and applied medicine for me. His eyes were extremely gentle, and he didn't look like a samurai drawing a sword at all.

"Really, I've never heard of the incident of coming to a private school to kick the restaurant. Fortunately, I only suffered a small injury..." He said while taking medicine.

"I'm just tired of competing with people who are weaker than me." I replied pretending not to care, "I wanted to fight you, but I was given by that guy..."

"You are already strong enough. After all, you can fight that Yinshi to this extent. Mr. Kicking the Restaurant."

"But I still lost."

"Winners get self-satisfaction and pride." He smiled, "Where losers win something more meaningful than that."

I've never heard the argument that in a martial arts gym, if you don't win, then you mean nothing.Songyang added: "Don't feel ashamed, because that child is a bit special."

I stared at him blankly, wondering if he had noticed it himself, his voice just now was full of distress and tenderness-although he is usually very gentle.It's just that the feeling is different - and I didn't realize until now that the tenderness that the teacher showed to Gintoki was real tenderness.

"He's a kid who had to get strong in order to survive... in order to survive."

For a moment, Gintoki's always dead fish eyes appeared in my heart. I really couldn't think of him as a child who survived such a cruel war, but Gintoki's scarlet eyes, if he gets angry , it will really look like a ghost.

"Did you pick him up too?" I asked.

"Who knows?" Songyang sighed, "Whether I picked him or he picked me, I can't tell now."

Maybe it was because of the deep pampering contained in his simple words, I suddenly had mixed feelings in my heart. I didn't know whether I was envious of Yinshi who had such a good teacher, or I was jealous of the relationship between these two people-I'm afraid Only now can I be so open about my heart.

Song Yang stood up, turned his back to me and looked outside the house, his voice was still so clear and shallow: "The so-called bushido does not just refer to the road of being loyal to the country and the monarch, but to restrain the weak self to become a stronger self. A kind of will - is the ambition to keep working hard along the path you have identified.

"Even if you come from a humble background, even if you don't have a king to protect or a sword to fight, you can still uphold your respective ways of warriors and become warriors in your own mind."

Songyang looked back at me, his eyes were full of things I couldn't understand, he said seriously and gently: "Just be troubled and confused like this, just be the samurai you want to be."

I was stunned, and out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the silver hair blowing in the wind outside the door. Does this guy... have his own Bushido?

-

Every day after that, I would go to fight with him, and I would lose every time, with scars on my body every day.I no longer wear expensive clothes, and I don't care about my father's endless and strict demands.I still go to the Matsushita private school to fight every day, and when I am punished, I go to the shrine to be alone. During that time, I will think about many issues, including Songyang’s words, and I will recall his movements when I sparred with Gintoki.

"Gaoshan, did you find it?" Gui asked me one day.

"..." I wanted to ask what I found, but suddenly understood what he was going to ask, "Nothing..."

At this moment, I also wanted to understand something, and the appearance of Yinshi and Songyang appeared in my mind, and I heard myself say: "I understand that I am weak, and there are many people who are much stronger than me.

"I want to be a samurai stronger than them."

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"One!"

The wooden knife tip knocked the silver-haired, red-eyed child to the ground, and I finally defeated him.Before I could react to this matter, the people behind me were already cheering for me.

"It's amazing - I really defeated that silver toki!"

"No one has ever done it so far, it's amazing!"

"You are not bad, you are working hard!! Are you from the same school as me?"

Obviously I came to kick the restaurant and succeeded, but the children in the private school were happier than me.I have never received such a compliment before, and I was a little embarrassed, but said words of rejection on my mouth: "Don't be familiar with yourself!"

"I thought you had already joined my family, because you came to practice more actively than anyone else every day, no, you came to kick the gym." Songyang came from behind with a smile and said to me.

Only then did Gintoki react from the failure, pointing at us angrily: "Hey! Why is there such a joyful atmosphere! That guy is here to kick the restaurant! The dojo has been ripped apart !! My invincible myth has been defeated!! It's time to laugh!!"

Yinshi complained vigorously, and Gui, who was out of line behind him, handed him a rice ball, trying to comfort him, and said that after eating this rice ball, there would be no distinction between enemy and friend, and everyone came together to make rice balls as a ceremony of joining the company.

Songyang picked up a rice ball and ate it very cooperatively. Everyone was amused by his actions.

Such an atmosphere is really touching... I remember that I, like them, really laughed out loud.Since that day, I have vaguely had my own bushido.

-

Swish!

"...You really are very strong."

This sentence was said by Takasugi, when he chopped Yinshi's chest, the blood spurted out like a water pump in an instant.

Yin Shi fell to the ground, Gao Shan looked at him sideways, with a smile on his lips.His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were unfathomable, he didn't know what he thought of, besides the strong desire to destroy, there was also deep love. ?