[Gintama High Silver] Governor's Wife

After losing his mind, he randomly scratched his hair and buried his face in his hands.

Even if he didn't want to admit it anymore, the picture in his head was still lingering.

No matter how many times he took a bath, he would always smell the faint cold fragrance on his body in a trance, and then his heart would inevitably beat wildly.The cold fragrance lingering on Takasugi Shinsuke's body has been deeply implanted in his heart and merged into the bone marrow at some point—maybe, it was on that frantic night?

The soul is light...

Are you... are you crazy...

Is it going crazy...

He covered his increasingly hot face, casually threw the phone on the sofa, and then walked into the bathroom.

Turn on the shower, warm water flows down the hairline, and the winding water line goes all the way down, across the bruised waist and beautiful legs.

Just seeing such a mark is enough to speculate how extravagant that night was.

Seeing this, his old face still couldn't help but blush.

Her hair has grown a little, and it's more obvious when it's wet. Straits of clear water flowing from her silver bangs flowed over her eyes, causing a bit of astringent sting.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his face with his hands.

After getting off the spaceship, Wanqi Kawagami dutifully sent him to the gate of Kabukicho, watching him hesitant to speak.In the end, he didn't say a word.

Shinsuke Takasugi was very lucky. He had three subordinates who were willing to work hard for him. Wanqi Kawagami did not cross the line in the end.

Perhaps in their eyes, he is an unreasonable person.

He couldn't help being dazed when he applied the shower gel.

On the wrist of the left hand is a string of women's bracelets, delicate blue-green opal stones, connected by silver chain buckles. This is something that flowed out of the hands of heaven and man in the early years, and was used by Takasugi Shinsuke's father as a token of love It was given to Jinsuke's mother, who was just a lover at the time, and this humble chain alone is enough to show the financial resources of the Takasugi family.

When he was very young, he saw a chain, which was a relic of Takasugi Shinsuke's mother. Since then, he has been wearing it next to his body, which is very precious.

He couldn't remember how the string of chains got into his hands that night.

But the most important thing is that this string of treasures is in my own hands, what does it prove?

He turned his head to the shower, allowing the water to rush to his face, and the impact of the water temporarily relieved the pain in his head.

The little expectations I once had were just hoping that that person could look at me more, and then this desire grew day by day, and I was no longer satisfied with simple eyes and conversations, and wanted those unrealistic things.

At the end of the round, I didn't even know what I wanted.

love?

No.

promise?

Nor is it.

He is not a woman, and he doesn't like the feeling of worrying about gains and losses.He likes to have a good time in everything he does, and he can't stand this kind of grinding emotion. He thought he could hide it well, but he collapsed in front of that.

It's just that he lacks a sense of security. If he has to lose it after owning it, then he would rather never have it.

The woman around Shinsuke Takasugi has never been broken, so to be honest, he is not a very good home, but that night, he was ecstatic to find that the man looked at him in the same way, and all his rationality fell away. burnt.

Amnesia is an excuse and an opportunity.

But he didn't want to admit it.

I don't want to, and I dare not.He has tasted the feeling of being abandoned twice, and he doesn't want to lose again.

The feeling of losing his support made him feel ashamed. At first he thought that he would never have anything to do with others, but it seemed destined, Shin Hachi, Kagura, A Miao... and finally Shinsuke Takasugi.

These people broke into their territory without permission, and then rolled up their unspeakable delusions about that person, and revived.

But whenever I want to touch happiness, I will think of the pain of being burned, and then I will withdraw my hand and retreat further.

Loathing myself for no reason, wanting to ignore all this for no reason,

Shinsuke Takasugi said that he was evading, which is not wrong at all.

He can only choose to escape.

Because I was too afraid of getting hurt, there was nothing else I could do.

So I can only cut off those inexplicable delusions with my own hands.

But who knows, when I cut it off, my heart hurts and I can't help myself.

He didn't even dare to look back at Shinsuke Takasugi.

How can it be repaired!

He slammed his fist against the wall, looking at himself blurred in the foggy mirror.

Sakata Gintoki.

When did you become so cowardly?

Coward!

*******

After the shower, the curly hair was not enough, so he sat in the bathtub and soaked for another hour, until the water started to cool and his fingers started to peel, then he slowly crawled out of the bathtub wrapped in a towel.

When he changed his clothes and wiped the dripping wetness with a towel, he passed near the entrance to get pudding when the doorbell rang, and he was stunned for a moment and trotted out to open the door.

The people outside the door surprised him.

Messy blond hair, a bloody shoulder wound, and the smoking pipe he habitually held in his hand was replaced by a golden hairpin.

"Yue... Yong?"

The person standing outside the door obviously didn't expect the door to open so quickly, and the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes hadn't had time to take back.

"Silver time..."

Curly looked at the big teardrop and couldn't help frowning.

"What happened?"

"Nichihara... Hirin and Haruta were taken away, and the whole Yoshihara hid, and those who couldn't escape were arrested. The ones who came were white uniforms. The guy who had never seen it said that the shogunate took over Yoshihara , to carry out a strong rectification."

Curly's brow furrowed even tighter.

The white uniform is the strongest self-defense army in the shogunate in the legend—see you back group?

rectify?

He stood at the door and looked at the teardrops in the corners of his eyes, but he still

He kept holding his forehead.

*****

Things are much more complicated than imagined.

Especially with the intervention of the protective relationship between the shogunate, the development of things has become even more subtle.

It is understandable for the group to look down on the civilian Zhensen group, at least the defense and protection work is impeccable, Curly looked at the serious faces of those white uniforms that were about to frost, finally gave up, and said to Yueyong: " Forget it, go back and rest first."

"No."

"We have been guarding here for a day, let's think of other ways when we go back."

"..."

Even if Yue Yong had a hundred thousand people who were unwilling, he was roughly pulled away by him.

****

Shinsuke Takasugi was standing on the roof opposite to Master House, and from his angle, he could just see the living room of Sakata Gintoki's house.

The heavy blackout curtains were pulled up, and a blond woman was lying on the tatami in the living room, with Gintoki Sakata huddling beside her in a somewhat ridiculous posture.

But Shinsuke Takasugi couldn't laugh now, at this moment Gintoki was only wearing a close-fitting undershirt with broken sleeves, and the big blue and white kimono was draped over the woman.

The important thing is that his face is only ten centimeters away from that woman!

——Aha, with soft fragrance and gentle jade in his arms, it's useless for him to hide in the spaceship and struggle for several days.

Sure enough, it was right to come and take a look, otherwise, if people knew that he was still having a headache about that day, wouldn't people laugh out loud?

Where he couldn't see it, the governor pursed his lips unhappily.

He had seen that woman before, in Yoshiwara.

At that time, Curly Hair Shengsheng took the blow of the Night King Fengxian for her, so he was a little concerned about this woman.

In the past, he wouldn't even look at a woman like this, but seeing the way Curly Sakata cared for him, Takasugi was really not sure.

He was silent for a while, then took out his phone.

Find a number that's purposely grouped, and press it.

Curly was woken up by the exciting ringtone of the mobile phone. This is the factory-set ringtone of the mobile phone. He has been too lazy to change it, so it is particularly abrupt in the morning when he has not woken up. He covered his ears, but he still couldn't stop the magic sound from ringing around his ears. He was in some pain Rolled around on the ground, ready to continue sleeping.

Yueyong on the opposite side obviously didn't have such good skills, frowned and shrank into the thin kimono, and then kicked the curly hair awake.

Curly finally rubbed his face and sat up, moved a little further away from Yue Yong, touched his aching calf bone, squinted his eyes and searched all over the world for his phone.

After fumbling for a long time, I found the mobile phone that kept pouring out disturbing sounds in the middle of the sofa cushions.

Takasugi pressed the hang up button the moment he touched the phone screen, the music stopped abruptly, and then he was satisfied to see the stiff anger on the face of the person in the room.

Curly felt that his current aura of waking up was enough to kill a group of people in seconds, and he would definitely be punished to death if he caught this early morning disturbing soul!

He originally thought so, but when he saw the four characters on the caller ID, he was so full of anger that nothing was left, and even his mind was completely awake in an instant.

The name of the culprit lay quietly in the red missed call.

—— Shinsuke Takasugi.

He held the phone in silence for a long time, ground his teeth almost inaudibly, and finally locked the frequency, muttered "crazy" and then yawned and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Shinsuke Takasugi, who had been witnessing all this outside the window, raised the corners of his lips in a great mood.

cut sand

I called Shin Hachi and Kagura, and the two of them were very dissatisfied with their way of doing things by themselves, and they clamored for him to wait for them to come back before acting.

Curly looked at the hung up phone a little inexplicably, and stared at the name in the call log for a while.

When I went to roll the curtains, I saw a figure unexpectedly, standing straight on the eaves outside the window.

"Takasugi Shinsuke?" He stood here for a long time, his face was burning for some reason, and he subconsciously pushed the man down the stairs.

Fortunately, Takasugi had better motor nerves and grabbed the window sill in time.

"Hey, so ruthless? Murder?"

"It seems that you are the one who broke into the house first, right? And I can get a small pennant for anti-violence and good health with such a push."

Gao Shan raised the bag in his hand: "It's not trespassing, it's condolences."

"Bribe, come in." The curly hair looked at him climbing the window with ease, and said, "If you are too late for this courteous action, I will call the police."

Gao Shan leaned on the window sill with one hand and turned in, smiled and said: "Then should I be thankful for my luck or thank God for giving you a special reflex arc?"

Curly immediately bared his teeth at him: "Get lost!"

Takasugi's mouth is very poisonous, if he wants to, a mouth can hurt people so much that he can't wait to get into the ground, so at that time, the only things that could jump in front of him were thicker curly hair and a wig stuffed with soba noodles.

Curly originally thought that after such a thing happened, the two of them would be embarrassed when they met, but Takasugi's initiative caught him off guard, and the two of them tacitly did not mention that matter, which actually brought back the quarrel of the past. tacit understanding.

At this moment, Yue Yong just came out of the bathroom, and was a little surprised to see that there was someone more in the room.

"This is... um... um..." Curly gestured frantically.

——"Yueyue, this is the leader of the ghost army" or "Yueyue, this is the one you should have seen on the arrest warrants in the streets and alleys, so I won't introduce it" Yunyun, it seems that no matter which way you go The best thing left for me is to die QAQ.

Curly Hair was struggling with how to explain Takasugi Shinsuke's identity to Yueyong, and saw that the two got acquainted very naturally.

"I'm Gintoki's friend, Shinsuke Takasugi."

"Moon Wing."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Gao Shan has always been that kind of polite man, he offered to shake hands with Yue Yong.

Curly realized that he had nothing to do here, and went to the kitchen with the snack bag.

"Haihua?" Seeing that the heel of the curly-haired slippers disappeared, Takasugi turned around and raised his eyebrows without any malice.

Yue Yong felt a sense of oppression coming to her face,

Curly's voice came from the kitchen: "Xin Zhujun, do you want some grapes?"

"it is good."

Before she finished speaking, the pressure dissipated in an instant. She looked up and saw Shinsuke Takasugi sitting on the window sill leisurely, squinting at her, without any look of inquiry anymore, but it was still faint when she thought about it. Scared.

This man, as the rumors said, is not easy to mess with.

"Ri Lun went with them voluntarily. Several of Bai Hua were injured."

According to the character of the sun wheel, it is indeed like this, if you don't see blood, or, even if you see blood, there is no chance of winning.Rilun has his own calculations, but Yueyong is still worried.

The words Rilun left for her before leaving were: "Go to Yinshi."

This man looks foolish on the surface, but there is an inexplicable reassuring force.

It seems that as long as something is handed over to him, there is really hope.

But Curly Mao really made a mistake this time. When Min met an official, it was still the kind of official that he couldn't see at all, and he didn't even know the way.

Seeing back the group is not the real selection group, the ones who come and go will be tricked. Those guys are rigorous like robots, without the bloody nature of being human, and they don't even give them a chance to see stitches.

"In this regard, would it be better to hire an expert?"

Sitting cross-legged on the tatami with a wig for the queen, he pinched his chin and analyzed: "The Huijian team has always defended the city, and there are very few opportunities to show up in the story."

"How about we let him catch it?"

Curly said, "How about throwing you out and running?"

The wig carefully looked at Gao Sugi, and said modestly: "In terms of influence, how dare I compare with the governor?"

"roll."

This rascal's proposal was directly rejected by Takasugi.

When they were young, Takasugi and Curly would go to war as soon as they met, but now Takasugi and Wig would fight as soon as they met. All in all, the arrogant and glamorous Governor-General is not at odds with these mortals.

Wig had to bow his head and count the UNO cards with Elizabeth: "I told you and you didn't listen."

Takasugi said: "It's not that everything you said is unacceptable. There is nothing wrong with the general direction of attracting people from all over the world."

"?"

"The Huijian group has always been at odds with the Zhenxuan group. The fastest way is to start with their contradictions."

"Do you have a solution?"

"Is it enough for the Shinsengumi to snatch the people from the meeting group?"

"I'm not stupid to see you again..."

Gao Shan continued to laugh, laughing so hairily: "Then what about the other way around?"

"..."

Curly looked at the man's eyes that suddenly lit up, and chose to remain silent.

Although he knew that this man was helping him, but for some reason, he felt that he was getting farther and farther away from this man. They are close at hand now, but their hearts are separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Takasugi Shinsuke is capable. He always knew that he couldn't play those tricks, but he really liked watching this man play tricks.

Seeing his silence, Gao Shan stretched out his hand to touch his forehead: "What's wrong?"

He ducked away without a trace, leaving the hand empty.

In fact, I know that if I don't talk about some things, it will only push the clear-eyed person farther and farther away, but I still can't just sink so willingly.

The man in front of him is far from being as simple as he imagined. This man has too much scheming, and some methods know that even he can't help but sigh when he hears it. He is almost not sure whether the warm boy he knows is someone else.

In fact, some emotional matters can only be tolerated, because if you talk too thoroughly, it will only add to your troubles.

like……

He looked at the man by the window sill who was looking back at him, and lost his mind for a while.

Seeing that the team has no weaknesses, let's start with the Shinsengumi on the other side of the contradiction.

Everyone in the Shinsengumi is thorny, just like that.

In fact, compared with Takasugi Shinsuke's high-end black belly, curly hair is still very kind.

The curly hair caressed the left heart and made a distressed expression: "This...isn't it a bit inhumane?"

"..." Shinsuke Takasugi really didn't know how to answer. In fact, the leader of the ghost army, who was the opposite of the two, wanted them to fight.

The wig was on the side and said coolly: "When they chased me, they didn't see your helping hands."

Curly said: "I am a good citizen."

The wig said: "It hasn't been since you followed Takasugi."

"..."

The wig quietly took a look at Shinsuke Takasugi, and found that the other party squinted his eyes in a good mood, thinking: This flattery is really the right one!

It was just a small movement in private. What was supposed to be a small matter of urban management rectification turned into a big riot among the police.

If it wasn't for Curly Hair and the others running fast, they would probably be detained on suspicion of disrupting the execution of official duties.

No matter what the process was, Hilun and Haruta were rescued safely.

Afterwards, Yue Yong asked him out alone, saying that she wanted to buy him a drink, and that she wanted to thank him.

He said he was drinking, but threw him down as soon as he entered the door.

Curly is very calm: "Didn't you drink?"

The other party was stunned, closed his eyes for a while and said, "Don't say you can't see anything."

Curly sighed: "I'm sorry."

Yue Yong stood up, straightened his clothes, took the extinguished pipe close to his neck and gestured, half-truthfully staring into those bright red eyes, "seriously...you have such a character It's really not flattering..."

Curly made an "ah" and pretended to be stupid.

He doesn't dislike Yueyong, he even likes it.

It's not clear where the affection for this stubborn girl came from, maybe it was because of the faint smell of tobacco on her body, maybe it was the similar feeling of squinting with a pipe in her mouth, or maybe it was a clean and neat means?

He didn't know either.

She is too similar to that person, but she is still not him.

Curly took a deep breath, removed the pipe near his neck, looked into those purple eyes: "I'm sorry."

The woman probably guessed that this was the case, and she acted very freely: "Why don't you drink with me, how about it?"

how is it?

"it is good."

Knowing the curly hair of the woman's wine, she just nodded with a faint smile, but this expression was even more dazzling in Yue Yong's eyes, she cut it, threw away the small quilt, picked up the bottle and poured it vigorously.

The sake flowed from the chin, and the woman just swiped it boldly: "Natural curly... You guy, you are really bad..."

Curly just poured wine into his mouth, pursed his mouth and didn't speak.

Yue Yong's face is easy to get drunk when drinking, and she blushed after a while, leaning on the tatami mat and humming: "Natural volume... I... hiccup... tell you... say..."

The curly hair looked at her, and turned his head to drink a cup of mineral water, which tasted bitter.

In fact, they are all poor people, always seeing things that they can't get.

Yueyong is a very good woman—from all aspects—just like the kind of person that Uncle Sakata said was suitable as a partner.

Curly thought, maybe in another ten years, he would be able to accept it, but not now.

Now he can't do it because he can't let go.

Because I can't let go...

It's already a little foggy.

No matter how good his drinking capacity is, he can't stand this kind of drinking method. In addition, Yueyong probably took out all the wine that Yoshihara has treasured for many years today. He didn't feel anything at first, but he felt it when he stood up. After drinking, the energy is very strong.

His eyes narrowed, as if a flash of purple flashed across his eyes, he paused, and fell back, unexpectedly falling on soft cotton.

Satisfied, he rubbed his hands and called, "Takasugi Shinsuke."

Thanks, good night

When Takasugi went to the Yoshiwara Izakaya, he saw the two of them collapsed together, and suddenly an unknown fire rose.

But when those bony hands climbed onto his waist and called "Takasugi Shinsuke", the corners of his eyes softened inexplicably.

The curly hair itself is stronger than him, and it has exhausted most of his physical strength to stop a taxi and send him to the master house.

Gao Shan hugged the drunk man to the bed, but the curly hair nestled on his chest and refused to let go. He let go of his arms around his waist, and the unsupported curly lower body slid down, but two slender arms went around him His neck was so well wrapped that he couldn't get it off no matter how he shook it off.

Gao Shan patted his arm: "Let go."

The man grunted, didn't move, buried his head in his arms, rubbed twice, hugged him tighter, then raised his legs to hang on him.

Gao Shan slapped that dishonest leg off, and the man finally let go, and rolled into the quilt unwillingly, looked up at him in a daze, and then kicked him with his leg.

Gao Shan didn't hide, stood there and let him kick him straight, squinted his eyes and gave him a sideways glance, the other party seemed satisfied after kicking him, he groaned for a while, and then began to speak with his tongue out.

""

He reached out and patted the blushing face of the other party,

"Ok?"

Those crimson eyes were so drunk that it was difficult to even focus.

Although the tongue is curled up, but the basic words and sentences can still be heard clearly, he said: "Xin Zhujun...you can't take advantage of...while...to take advantage of other people's danger..."

Gao Shan's half-stretched hand froze, changed his focus, and leaned over to touch his lips as if venting his anger. The faint smell of wine and a bit of pleasant body fragrance changed the kiss that was supposed to go away immediately. Quality, he caught those two lips chattering endlessly in an attempt to maintain his chastity, and sucked heavily.

He was suddenly bitten when he opened his teeth and entangled the wooden tongue, and looked up to see the drunken man smiling proudly at him.

That smile was too bright, Gao Shan paused, threw him into the quilt, tucked in the corners of the quilt, turned and went to the kitchen.

There are a lot of desserts in the refrigerator, but there are no basic daily necessities. He searched the refrigerator and finally poured a glass of strawberry milk.

When I entered the room, I saw someone lying sprawled on the tatami mat, completely rolled out of the sphere of influence of the futon, pressed half of the bed under him, turned his head and stared at him in an extremely weird posture, saw him When I came in, I stared at him for a while, then blinked, as if confirming that he would not disappear, and then closed my eyes quietly.

This guy, wouldn't he be watching himself busy in the kitchen?

Gao Shan didn't know how long he stared at him, and his heart moved, he walked over and patted his face.

Curly opened his eyes suddenly, then pushed away the quilt, stood staggeringly, and walked towards the door with unsteady steps.

Gao Shan frowned, pulled him back, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Go...go...QAQ" Curly was sleepy, and his tone was fierce. He didn't know how to turn his mind when he asked him such a question, and he went for a long time and didn't get a result.

Gao Shan pulled him to sit down, and pointed to him with milk: "Drink this."

Curly tilted his head and understood, but he was lazy, someone was serving him and he didn't even bother to lift his hand, so he took a big gulp of his and was choked.

Takasugi finally got the hang of it when he took the third mouthful, but that person had already refused to drink any more, no matter how intimidating or lure he was, it was useless.

"You really don't want to drink?" The governor raised his eyebrows at him.

Curly blinked his eyes, talked about him from left to right, and said, "Can I kiss you?"

Takasugi's hand holding the cup trembled violently.

Curly asked again: "Can you?"

"..."

Curly didn't get a response, and he felt a little depressed, but he was really drunk this time, so he boldly approached.

The postures of the two are quite strange, Curly is sitting on the mattress, Gao Shan is kneeling beside him, so Curly can lean into his arms as soon as he bends down.

The smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of strawberry essence is not unpleasant. The man's breathing was heavy, but his movements were very urgent. He only looked up and couldn't find the exact position. He kissed once on the cheek and once on the bridge of the nose.

The obvious molestation made Takasugi a little dumbfounded,

He didn't get a kiss twice, but the old man who was molesting people on the opposite side was not happy, he moaned and chirped twice, and pounced heavily on him.

Takasugi was flung back on the ground, and managed to stabilize himself, almost spilling half a glass of milk in the quilt.

The curly hair didn't stop, and wrapped his hands around it, sticking to it without fear of death.Takasugi sighed helplessly, and lifted the cup full of milk aside so that he could push his head over.

The beautifully colored lips moved up with such force that the softness of the skin had not yet been felt. The two big white teeth knocked against his teeth with a bang.

Curly was stunned for a moment, then sneered and smiled at him.

Gao Shan was provoked, raised his eyebrows and bullied him, grabbed those lips at once, kissed them fiercely, and bit them with hatred.

Curly kept shrinking back, and the person who kissed him held his head and firmly protected the back of his head, so that he could no longer retreat, and could only bear the strong kiss.

After kissing for an unknown amount of time, Gao Shan finally let him go.

Curly's face was slightly drunk, red and hot.

Gao Shan put his forehead against his, touched the tip of his nose affectionately, and murmured: "Curly hair..."

"Ok?"

Curly was vaguely aware that it was calling him, and he still knew how to respond.

"Just stay by my side, don't go anywhere."

He understood this sentence, and he didn't know whether to nod or shake his head, so he subconsciously put his arms around his shoulders, pressed his chin, and did not move.

Takasugi Shinsuke was thinner than before, and the bones in his shoulders protruded hard, making him uncomfortable.

He paused for a while, then suddenly said: "Xin Zhujun, I want to go to the toilet."

The words are clear and there is no sign of biting the tongue.

"..."

After a while he said again: "You take me there."

"..."

Takasugi wondered why the heavens didn't send a lightning strike to kill this unlucky guy.

Takasugi had no choice but to stand up, but the guy on him who was clinging to him like a koala was dead, and finally moved to the door of the bathroom, but the old man on his shoulder didn't move.

Gao Shan moved a bit, but he was not affected. He found a comfortable position and sniffed, closed his eyes and did not move, his breathing was steady.

Shinsuke Takasugi moved his shoulders, and the man's head lowered a little. He called, "Curly hair?"

"..."

"Curly hair?"

"..." What answered him was the sound of long breathing.

Takasugi's head is full of black lines: Didn't it mean to solve the basic physiological needs? (#‵′) You should get up for me!

Kagura got up in the middle of the night to fill his stomach, and noticed that the lights in Curly's room were on.

She pushed the door open at once: "Yin sauce, are you back?"

"Ah."

She kicked furiously at Curly, who was sleeping on all fours, and Curly woke up in pain:

"What are you doing?"

Kagura covered her nose: "Silver sauce, you're drinking again..."

"Yes, yes, I drank some more."

Hey, it's really not in line with Sakata Gintoki's style to be able to find the direction of his home after drinking like this.

"stinky!"

Before the curly hair could react, she stuffed a piece of vinegar kelp into her mouth, and ran into the bathroom quickly with one mouthful. When she came out leaning against the door frame, she was half sober from the wine.

In the future, we must cherish life and stay away from bear children.

Curly half-coaxed Kagura to go back to sleep, while leading her to the door.

Kagura held vinegar kelp in his mouth, and retracted half of his leg that he stepped forward: "How did you come back?"

Curly pulled her head and pushed her out the door: "Okay, okay, go back to sleep."

——But, how did he really come back?

The feathered weaving on the body is very familiar, the purple-backed golden butterfly.

He froze and woke up completely.

Shinsuke Takasugi?

No way……

How many times have I said no...

But what kind of trouble is going to be caused by such entanglement?

Want to refuse or welcome?Want to talk?Don't be misunderstood...

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...

He felt sleepless.

I was bored playing with my phone, and after clicking all the icons on the screen, I finally had the courage to click on the mail column.

——It’s nothing, it’s just a thank you!Just thank you, bastard!

After making up his mind, his fingers jumped quickly.

Takasugi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and wiping his hair. When he was preparing a clean bandage with one hand and putting it on the bedside table, he happened to see the screen of the phone light up and vibrate twice to remind him of new emails.

He opened it and couldn't help laughing:

【Sender: Sakata Gintoki】

【Subject: None】

[Content: "Ahem, there is no other meaning. Well, thank you. Also, good night."]

Isaburo Sasaki sits on the ruins and fishes.

"It's really horrible."

"If it wasn't for the governor who left quickly without saying a word last night, it wouldn't be so miserable."

"It's like I'm abandoning my teammates for being unkind and unrighteous."

Sasaki didn't speak any more. When Takasugi left last night, he looked eager as if his wife had cheated.

Gao Shan handed him a special box of bear puffs, and the big and cute white bear pattern on the box didn't go against him at all.

Sasaki glanced sideways and continued to look at the fishing rod: "Your Excellency, don't worry."

Gao Shan said: "It's just a condolence item."

"Oh, the governor also sent condolences to the chess pieces."

"It's not a pawn, it's an alliance."

"I never knew that the governor of the Ghost Soldier was still coveting the things of the pirate Chunyu."

Takasugi was smiling on the surface, but his eyes were cold: "There are still many things you don't know."

"But the governor's move is really a bit ruthless."

Half-jokingly: "Ang, it's not cruel enough to bury you directly underneath."

Sasaki pushed the monocle: "It seems that Takasugi-sama who can cover the sky with one hand on the surface is not a poor person who wants to protect things."

"Hehehe, each other."

"Then I'll accept this favor, after all, it's not okay to make enemies everywhere."

"Good luck." Takasugi glanced at the ruins, put his hand back into the lapel of the kimono, and stepped on the morning dew to blend into the streets of the city.

Sasaki lifted the donut on the fishing rod, and a long-haired woman rushed out and hugged it.

He held the box of bear puffs and shook it towards the woman, who immediately rushed over like a hungry tiger.

Sasaki looked at the woman chewing sweets contentedly, looked at the blue sky and murmured: "The thing that protects...?"

wash and sleep

Wanshiwu, as the name suggests, is the kind of place where someone's money is used to eliminate disasters for others.

But he didn't know that such a small cost and small investment would also be hated by others.

Someone is following me!

This is a premonition that I turned the second street after investigating separately with Shin Yachi Kagura.

A cat is still a cat, and a dog is still a dog, except for the Chinese cabbage and

Curly thought for a while, turned into a dessert shop, and found a seat to sit down.

Coming in behind him was an old man with a white beard, a goatee, gray and room feathers with simple patterns, and he looked like a very approachable little old man.

But Curly knows that the person following him is this little old man, because the old man has been staring at him since he entered the door.

Curly looked away as if he didn't see it.

The old man looked a little familiar, but the curly hair couldn't remember it. Then he thought that the host's XXXX and the singer's XXXX looked like relatives. It's not unusual to have similar looks.

The old man was not short, only about half a head lower than Sakata Yinshi, so Curly turned his head and met the old man's eyes straightly.

"..." A sense of frustration welled up, and when he turned around, the old man had already sat across from him.

"Are you Wanshiwu?" The old man cut to the chase.

"?"

"I'm looking for my grandson, but I can't find it. Can you help me?"

"Uh... this question..."

"I know that Edo people are full of copper stink, there is really no way..."

Hearing such sentiments more than once, Curly also knows that customers will try to lower the price at this time.

But the action of the old man was far beyond his expectation. He bent down in pain: "If you don't help, I will call someone!" His expression was vivid, and he added a sentence at the end, "Just say it was your fault."

"I do not even know you."

"Talk to the police about that."

The curly hair almost jumped up: "Old man... you don't bring such a trick, do you?"

The old man turned a deaf ear and continued to hold his stomach in pain.

Curly immediately showed weakness: "Old man... old man, I was wrong..."

"Then you promised to help me find my grandson?" The old man straightened up and took out a piece of paper from his arms, "That's right, I've already written the mutual aid contract, just write a word on it."

"..."

Curly just put himself into the inexplicable event with a cup of chocolate.

When Kagura and Shin Hachi came back from outside to investigate, the old man was serving a thick fish stew on the table.

Although the old man is a little annoying, but the craftsmanship is really good enough to say nothing.

Sakata