cloudy day

Nakamura Kyojiro, who had just been transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward, was as pale as a kite hanging on a tree branch that had been washed and faded by repeated rain.

The furrowed brow could not be loosened.Even if everything is irreparable.Even if he's defeated, he's a useless watchdog for people to raid and loot.

He still couldn't complain about the person who could be called the chief culprit.

The temperature of the hand he stretched out to his tattered self that day can still be clearly remembered.Like bright but not dazzling fireworks, jumping at his fingertips.

But once I remembered it, my eyes felt a little hot.Koma Inu covered his eyes with the back of his hand, with a bitter smile on his mouth.

The me who has nothing, the me who has lost the meaning of existence, and—— the me who finally has friends, and I am still living like this. It's really... ugly.

"It's so ugly, Koma Inu." Said the lazy voice with a playful sneer.

Nakamura Kyojiro was slightly stunned, moved his right hand that was blocking his sight, and moved his gaze to the silver-haired young man standing lazily by the door.

This guy--

"Did you come to see my joke, Gintoki?" Koma Inu said with a smile.

Sakata Gintoki put one hand in his trouser pocket and rubbed his twisted natural curly hair with the other, walking unhurriedly to the hospital bed.

"Hey, I'm not here to see the defeated Koma Inu - Yin, I'm here to visit a stupid and stupid friend named Nakamura Kyojiro."

From this angle, Nakamura Kyojiro can see Sakata Gintoki's beautifully lined chin.He still looked away, looking at the layers of buildings outside the window, not knowing what to say so as not to reveal the fact that he had some weak feelings because of these words.

After hesitating for a while, he still sighed and laughed at himself: "I... have no place to stay."

Sakata Gintoki looked at the long scar on the man's left eye, his voice faded from frivolity and became calm and serious: "The Koma dog who only exists to protect Yuzang is dead. Then, the rest of my life... just as Nakamura Kyojiro Live on."

Kyojiro turned his head to meet Gintoki Kamisakata's warm red eyes, and was stunned.

The sunlight poured into the white ward, reflecting the silver hair shining brightly.And the upright and handsome facial features seem to be glowing with a faint light, making it hard to take your eyes off.

Sakata Gintoki smiled, and his tone was rarely gentle and soft: "Don't worry, the proud Koma Inu died honorably, and he guarded him until the last moment of his life. You can straighten your back and live with confidence, as your Myself—smiling and living.”

Nakamura Kyojiro once again raised the back of his right hand to cover his dark eyes, and warm liquid rolled in the eye sockets.He heard his own voice so long that it seemed to have passed through an entire century, with a dusty atmosphere, and then he was relieved when the dust finally settled.

"it is good."

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When Sakata Gintoki was about to leave, without turning around, he turned his back to Nakamura Kyojiro and said, "That fat man - he is alive and well, you can rest assured. That fellow Hijikata gave him a clothing store for his meddling. Guy is having a good time all day now."

The smile on Nakamura Kyojiro's face was like the clear blue sky after the heavy rain, clean and pure.

He said to that figure in a deep and mellow voice, "Thank you, Yinshi."

Yinshi turned his head and smiled at him, the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with a lazy and rascal demeanor: "Words of thanks are not enough, if you really want to thank you, give me, Ah Yin, to get better soon."

The figure of Sakata Gintoki disappeared from sight.Nakamura Kyojiro lay on his back on the hospital bed, staring at the flawless white ceiling in a daze.

He thought, if possible, he would still be a Koma Inu for the rest of his life.

Only this time, he will live to protect Sakata Gintoki.Protect your only friend.

Still with a smile on his lips, Nakamura Kyojiro slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep easily.

However, when he opened his eyes again, what Kyojiro Nakamura saw appeared in front of him was an unfamiliar face—a sinister and ghostly face.

Purple hair and green eyes.A bandage wrapped around the monocular.There was a cold smile on his lips.Sentences mixed with a strange smile hit his eardrums.

"—Let's start with the dog who is delusional and lingering."

Nakamura Kyojiro wanted to ask, but when he opened his mouth, he coughed up foam.The sharp pain in the abdomen roared and swept through the cells of the whole body.

He lowered his head and saw the cold light of the long knife, reflecting his pale and thin face.

At this moment, he felt sad.

Because I can't become the Koma Inu who protects Gintoki.It was also because he could already imagine how sad Yinshi would be when he heard the news of his death.

sorry……

Thinking so, he exhausted all his strength and spit out a few syllables.

In the ward as quiet as a valley, these syllables can be heard clearly.

Takasugi Shinsuke's face darkened, and the ruthlessness in his eyes became more intense.So he raised his hand and easily drew out the long knife, and took a step back to prevent the sprayed blood from staining his kimono.

With a twist of the wrist, the sound of flesh and blood tearing broke the extravagant fantasy, and the blade sank into Nakamura Kyojiro's body again——

A slight...painful spasm lasted a few moments.

Finally stopped.

The thin breath that sustains life finally dissipates on this sunny day.

A thick black mist enveloped his eyes.

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A moment ago, the sun was pouring down like he didn't want money, but before Sakata Yinshi walked out of the street, the sky quickly turned overcast.Dark clouds gathered as if to keep warm, and the wind blowing past my ears was also slightly damp.

Under such weather conditions, everything seemed extraordinarily bright.The edges and corners are as clear as if they have been drawn with lines.

Gintoki breathed the unusual breath of the storm, and suddenly felt a sharp stabbing pain in his chest.

I staggered a bit, but the pain quickly passed away, replaced by a downpour of rain.The raindrops beating the world are as sad as if playing a requiem.

What's going on here……

Before he had time to think about it, Yinshi panicked and ran to the eaves not far away to hide from the rain.

The rain wove into a huge net, and Yinshi was like a trapped animal, staring at the void with half-opened eyes in a daze.Wait for the rain to stop.

It kept raining.Yinshi didn't wait for the rain to stop, but the person he least wanted to see——

Shinsuke Takasugi.

The golden butterfly is still fluttering its wings after being wet by the rain.Purple hair clings to the cool lines of his face.The sight in the emerald eyes passed through the heavy rain, and fell straight into Sakata Gintoki's eyes.

The not tall man walked towards him with a gloomy expression.The whole body is full of evil spirits and blood.

Sakata Gintoki froze, watching Shinsuke Takasugi break into the net, the sharp fangs seemed to tear him apart.

Murderous intent pierced through his fingertips.Sakata Gintoki raised his hand in a defensive posture.Sharp sentences have also come to the tip of the tongue.

However, they were no match for Takasugi Shinsuke's quick movement of twisting his neck without saying a word and pressing him against the wet and rough wall.

A locked throat made it impossible to utter a word.Sakata Gintoki exploded almost instantly.But in this airtight posture, I couldn't even lift my legs.

Shinsuke Takasugi had a stern face, and with the other hand, he roughly tore off the neckline that Gintoki had buttoned up, his eyes fell on the scattered traces of ambiguity, and there was unsurprising tyranny in his eyes.

Sakata Gintoki was thinking about using his forehead as a weapon, but Takasugi Shinsuke had already gnawed it off.

It wasn't really a kiss at all.

It's just that Takasugi Shinsuke unilaterally vented his sadistic desire.

This is the furious Takasugi.Yin Shi understood.

After Gao Shan let go of Gintoki, he still didn't say anything, and simply turned around and walked into the world where the rain was pouring, and walked into another world.

Sakata Gintoki wiped the blood from his lips, and cursed: "Crazy!"

Leaning against the wall weakly, it feels like the chill is covering the head and face.It was so cold that it frightened him.