[Gintama] Calm down, find a time machine

The luggage on my shoulders was not very heavy, and I didn't carry much.A few rice balls made by Yingzi herself, and maybe a piece of clothing.

He took out the dark green textbook from his pocket, opened it and looked at the familiar font, but there was an extremely strange atmosphere.The weight given to me by the wakizashi around my waist has become a burden, but even so, how can I let him leave me.

Behind him there was the sound of rustling and shuffling through the dense bushes, apparently pursued by soldiers.In the dense forest, the ninjas sent by the shogunate are jumping in the bushes. This is the best place for them to hide... I must not do anything here. It is best to delay it for a longer time and go to the flat ground first.

However, when I got closer and closer to the flat ground, I found a group of warriors with swords densely packed on the flat ground—samurai sent by the shogunate.

In fact, what the Skeleton King said was right, the people from the shogunate did come, and there were quite a few.It seems that they are really determined to catch us all... There is no way for one person to kill them all, but Takasugi, Gintoki, Sakamoto, and Katsura have not returned yet.Looking at Sakurako's worried eyes, I heard the words I said to Quanji in front of the grave.

Well, now I deeply understand a truth!Never make promises to others casually.

Isn't it just "catch the thief first, catch the king first", it's really unhappy to be compared to a "thief", very unhappy.But before that, I was the only one who could lure away the pursuers. Before those people caught me, Gintoki, Takasugi, Sakamoto, and Katsura!The JOY4 who will never die, Sakurako... and my "Foxtail Club" are left to you.

Slowly put your right hand on the handle of the knife, and then slowly pull it out.

"I, I really didn't expect that I would be reduced to such a fate," slowly raised his head, of course, could not hide a trace of decline and frustration: "What shogunate, what general, what country Have your wolf hearts been eaten by dogs? Are these things really meaningful? In fact, this is the shogunate... you are slapping yourself in the face!"

Faced with a pair of provocative and contemptuous eyes, these eyes are exactly the same as the hostile eyes of heaven and man.They are also the ones we wanted to protect...but now they point their blades at me one by one.How could such a ridiculous thing happen to me?Still covering up the despair in my heart, I tilted my head and looked at them, and my eyes suddenly became sharp: "You all go to die—!"

Gritting his teeth, he ran forward, and flashed in front of the shogunate soldiers with the knife in his right hand, pure crimson blood splashed instantly.

In fact, heaven and man, they just watched us foolishly killing each other!

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I don't know when it is, but when I watched the snowflakes gradually falling in the sky, white and cold... I realized that it was winter.

My hands and feet were already frozen, and I couldn't run anymore because I was hungry, so my steps gradually stopped.Looking down at the thin clothes on her body, she still doesn't give up the white waist difference around her waist.Holding tightly the dark green textbook in his arms.Feeling dizzy for a while, I leaned against the wall.

The town policeman who was chasing me was still relentlessly chasing me.Already having the idea of ​​smashing the jar, I almost turned around in despair and approached the alley of the alley, wanting to take another step to go deeper, but I still staggered and fell to the ground.Immediately, the icy-cold wrap became more exciting, and Wakizashi around his waist was thrown far away somehow.

He stretched out his hand continuously and unwillingly to reach for the wakizashi. In the translucent whiteness of the snow, the slashed wakizashi looked very beautiful, but the strap of the knife handle was stained with blood.My middle finger finally touched Wakizashi's scabbard, and then I crawled forward, hugging Wakizashi together with the cold snow in my arms.

With a trembling body, I propped myself up and leaned against the wall of the alley, and I curled up hard.Wake up tightly with both arms.The music felt something warm slowly rolling down his face, and an indescribable feeling of grievance spread in his heart bit by bit.

What the hell did I do?What am I doing wrong?

Clearly worked so hard, we clearly worked so hard for this Edo!I have worked so hard for what I want to protect and for the people I want to protect, and many comrades in arms died in battle!but?What did you get in exchange?The detective chasing after him... and the criminal title of "terrorist".

The policeman chasing after me didn't seem to notice me hiding in the alley, and left in a straight line.But what if they don't find me?

In winter, I am alone.I'm cold and hungry and my whole body is covered with injuries, how long can I live?What is it for?What the hell is going on in this world?It is clear that we have all done it ourselves, it is clear that the starting point is good, and it is clear that we have also been recognized!It's nothing but useless work, why is it denied together with what it has done and what should be recognized?

What makes me feel even more chilling is that I am still the person I have worked so hard to protect!

Perhaps it is only at this moment that I can feel how small my own strength is, how fragile I am, and how ineffective my abilities are.No matter who it is, please, whoever can give me a shoulder, lend me a shoulder to lean on!Please... let me stand behind you and let you protect me, okay, I don't want to go on like this anymore.Doing meaningless things, being chased and killed by people who want to protect.

Looking up at the white flakes of snow falling from the sky, I couldn't help laughing at myself.

Okay, what was I thinking just now... that's enough.

I've had enough of it too.

The tears have dried, so enough is enough.

Everything in front of my eyes is white. Has it snowed so thickly?Even I myself fell in the snow.

White, white, white.

White...silver mulberry.

He stretched out his hand unknowingly, as if his hand was still covered with silver on his back. When his eyes were blood red, the only thing that was clearest was his silver curly hair, which was hot and soft to the touch!It is safe.

Silver, I miss you so much.

where are you?If I can live, if we can meet again, please let me stand behind you and be protected by you... If I can meet again, please let me silently help you behind you, for you, for you You hold up your world, okay?

The clean white slowly occupied all my sight, hazy.

Then, there is the boundless darkness.

……

Whether it is the three masters of Panasonic or the four masters of the barbarians, it will eventually be scattered and buried in snow.

It should be over.