cloudy day

Takasugi Shinsuke puffed out the clouds with a pipe in his mouth, his evil and ghostly face was hidden in layers of lingering smoke.

Wanqi Heshang knocked on the door, and after getting permission, he opened the door and entered. What he saw was the frustrated look of the governor of the ghost army.

Yes, frustrated.

The earphone king is still very confident in his eyesight.So he stepped forward, with the same respectful tone as before: "Jin Zhu, if you have a fever, you'd better lie down and rest. Smoking will only make the condition worse."

Shinsuke Takasugi cast a cold glance at Wanqi Heshang, and said in an icy tone, "Wanqi Heshang, wasn't the punishment last time enough? You still have the guts to speak out in front of me?"

"I dare not. It's just...some news, only I have the courage to tell you."

Gao Shan put down his pipe, folded his hands on his chest, with a cold face, condescending.

Wanqi Kawagami looked at Shinsuke Takasugi's face, and couldn't help admiring that the governor is the governor, even if he got caught in the rain and had a fever, he was still the governor of the ghost army exuding a domineering aura all over his body.

"Bai Yasha... Alone, entered the headquarters of the ghost army."

Kawagami Wanqi lowered his eyes, unwilling to meet Takasugi Shinsuke's eyes.

Even if he avoided his gaze, he could still feel the raging murderous intent lingering on every inch of his skin.

The angry Takasugi Shinsuke saw him once, and he was about to die.

It is simply death.

Yasha confronts Shura, who can survive?

Wanqi Heshang's eyes hidden behind the sunglasses were bottomless.

"Remove the manpower and let him come to see me."

Wanqi on the river raised his head in surprise, but in the end he said in a low voice, "Yes."

Wanqi on the river closed the door.The air fell into silence again.Takasugi Shinsuke was slumped on the sofa, his head was swollen.

While waiting for that person to arrive, Takasugi fell into a deep sleep easily after a long absence.

as a short break.

Takasugi dreamed of the bird for a long time.

——I held it too tightly because I was afraid of losing it, and suddenly found the bird suffocating in my palm.

When I got up to drink water, I staggered because of the headache and supported the wall to stand still.

Takasugi maintained this posture and stared blankly in the dark for a while.The green pupils are the eyes of a wary black cat in the dark night.And then... bewilderment.

Recently, Takasugi often feels lost.This weak word should never have appeared in his life.Anger doesn't help, and confusion lingers, along with exhaustion.

In reality, this monster has blocked all the roads leading to the happy ending he imagined.Everything planned, unplanned... is going against the grain.

The distance between me and him will only get further and further away.

This is a prophecy.But Gao Sugi, who has never been superstitious, felt frustrated.

What should I do.No one can tell him what to do.No one had taught him how to love.Is it so difficult to keep the one you love by your side?Is it so hard not to let your heart ache?

In this evil and ugly world, is it not enough to take away the teacher, and also take away the only person I love, Takasugi Shinsuke?

——No, it’s better to take it away like that.Why should I see him smiling and standing beside others.It would be better to let him die like a teacher...

The idea of ​​"death" was only associated with Sakata Gintoki, and his physical and psychological reactions were very violent.

Takasugi forcibly suppressed this resentment, he was still the cold, decisive governor of the ghost army.

If you can't get it, destroy it.

If I can meet my teacher in that world, he will be happy to thank me, right?

Only desperate madness remained in Takasugi Shinsuke's dark eyes.

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When Sakata Gintoki came in, Shinsuke Takasugi was slumped on the soft sofa, squinting at him with his chin raised, with the same sneering smile on his mouth.

The blood on the blade slid down and exploded on the cold ground, it was a beautiful flower of blood.

Sakata Gintoki wiped away the other people's blood stained on his face, fixed his scarlet eyes on the person not far away, and said:

"Gakasugi, are you ready to die?"

"Is this how you greet old friends when you see them, Yinshi?"

Sakata Gintoki raised his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at Takasugi Shinsuke, abandoned his usual gag and playful jokes, and said with a cold face: "Takasugi Shinsuke, stop talking nonsense, take the sword."

The smile on Takasugi Shinsuke's face widened, and his tone was unabashedly mocking: "Gintoki, I asked you to come back, not to confront me with swords. What's more, this is the headquarters of the ghost army. How much do you think you have?" Is there a chance of getting out alive?"

"I didn't think much about going out. My first priority now is to kill you."

"Kill me?" Takasugi Shinsuke sneered, "Komata or Hijikata? Who made you decide to kill your companion?"

"Gao, Shan, Jin, Zhu—you actually have the nerve to mention the word companion!!!" Anger burned those beautiful red eyes.

"Ah, that's right. It's the wig that made you say that you wanted to kill me with your own hands. How about it, are you okay with the wig? Are you in love with each other?"

Sakata Gintoki stopped answering, the hand holding the sword trembled with anger.

"If I said that the incident was a wig conspiracy, you wouldn't believe it."

"Takasugi Shinsuke, no matter what the truth of the previous incident is, if you killed Koma Inu, I must avenge him!"

"Koma Inu...it's just a wishful thinking dog. You're just guilty of revenge. Because he died entirely because of you. By the way..."

Shinsuke Takasugi didn't seem to see Sakata Gintoki's pale face, and continued with a chuckle, "Gintoki, do you know what this guy said before he died?"

Sakata Gintoki's eyes were as red as blood.

"He asked me to say thank you to you."

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

"Ah, the guy laughed. I felt sick, so I took another stab."

Sakata Gintoki's ears were buzzing.The tinnitus drowned him like a raging tide.

When he came back to his senses, he had already transformed into a yaksha—a white yaksha who sucked blood.

"Takasugi Shinsuke, pick up your sword."

Shinsuke Takasugi opened his arms and turned his pale face to him.A smile like a wet flower blooming on the edge of the swamp emerges.

"Yinshi, don't you want to kill me? Come on, just do it like this."

Scarlet eyes flashed.Koma Inu's smile came to mind.Sakata Gintoki raised his sword.Walk towards him step by step.

Takasugi's smile remained unchanged, only madness remained in his green eyes.

"Come on, Silver Time."

Silver, I found an interesting place, go, I'll take you there.

Yinshi, hurry up, the guy with the wig is chasing after him again.

Silver time, this one for you.Why are you looking at me like that... I just bought it when I was in town, so don't think too much about it.

In Yinshi, Teacher Songyang died, and you still have me.

Gintoki, let's destroy this world that lost the teacher together.

Silver, I hand over my back to you.

Silver, you want to betray me?You want to be my enemy?

Saka, Tian, ​​Yin, Shi!

……

The blade of the sword shone with a cold light, like an arrow leaving the string, tearing through the void and whizzing away.

In the distant high sky, the undead behind the clouds sang lamentations.Whose voice sounds like mourning.

— Silver hour.Those two children are left to you.

The sound of tearing flesh and blood was as clear as the pale but crazy face of Shinsuke Takasugi in front of him in the empty room.Those green eyes, the nightmare that can't be entangled even in sleep.

The pain comes from the chest.The pain of bone erosion.Zoom in circles at the position of the heart.The warm liquid stained the pale and cold blade protruding from his chest red.

The young man with natural curly silver hair lowered his head slowly, looking at the cute sword point piercing his chest from behind, and suddenly felt relieved.The ease of standing on the ruins of broken walls.

it is finally over--

Shiroyasha's sword resting on Takasugi's chest, just like its soft-hearted master, easily fell to the cold ground.

The dagger in Shura's hand, which was wrapped around Shiraiyasha's shoulders, moved forward an inch expressionlessly, just like its evil master.

Mobilizing the last bit of strength, Sakata Gintoki raised his head to look at the evil face that was so familiar that he could describe it in his mind even with his eyes closed, and smiled.

The voice mixed with the smell of blood is as soft as clouds in the summer sky——

"Xiaoshan, I..."

The warm body fell into the embrace of Takasugi Shinsuke's stiff body hastily opened.

The cat-like voice that scratched people's itch was speaking unfinished words, and the ending sound dissipated in the stagnant air.

Silver, what are you going to say?

Silver, what do you want to say to me?

Silver, why are you smiling?

Silver, tell me, tell me—

Takasugi Shinsuke couldn't say a word, and was stunned for a long time.Looking at the face of Sakata Gintoki who closed his eyes tightly, his pupils shrank rapidly.

—He can't tell you that he's dead.was killed by you.

A voice inside told him.

The carefully constructed building collapsed in an instant.Shinsuke Takasugi stood in the middle of the crushed ashes, his ears buzzing.

Pain and panic overwhelmed him like a doomsday flood.

He still doesn't belong to him.He was taken away by death.He doesn't belong to him.He lost him.He left him.Far, far away.he's gone.he--

he died.You killed it.

"what----"

Takasugi Shinsuke hugged Sakata Ginshi's cold body tightly, panicking like a child who couldn't find a home.

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