[Gintama High Silver] Governor's Wife

It was the first time I found out that this guy was so eye-catching when he was bickering with others.

Finally, Shinsuke Takasugi let out a "puchi" laugh without any hesitation.

"Okay, Mr. Zhu, it's not right to throw stones into a well when someone is embarrassed, let's go."

"..." I don't know who threw the first stone just now.

Curly walked halfway, turned around and said suddenly: "Hey, that big brother from Gao Shan's family."

"Who is your Takasugi's elder brother?"

"When will the family feast be held, such a big family will not even have a limited supply of desserts, right? Don't be so picky, brother Takasugi..."

"..."

==== I am the dividing line of【I want to meet my parents, I’m so nervous】====

Shinsuke Takasugi's room is on the right side of the main bedroom, with good lighting.

"Wow... so big, bigger than our bedroom..."

Curly rolled happily on the tatami.

"..."

The head of the Takasugi family, that is, Takasugi Tadanobu, Takasugi's father, was a little unwell, so at noon, there were only some insignificant distant relatives, all of whom were cold-eyed bystanders.

Because of Gao Shan's face at the table, Curly Mao didn't move his chopsticks, and followed the footsteps of Master Gao Shan after two mouthfuls of rice.

So, curls are hungry...

Driven by the power of hunger, Curly finally decided to go deep into the enemy camp.

He tiptoed out to find something to eat, but after all, this place was far from the layout of the Matsushita private school, and soon Curly got lost in this mysterious mansion.

"Hey, uncle. I can't find my way back..." Curly grabbed a passing uncle and cried, holding a cup of chocolate Buffy in his hand.

The man in the home kimono was obviously a little surprised: "Well...you are?"

Curly said that he typed the belly script of Takasugi's real name twice in his head: "Do you know where Takasugi's new room is?"

"New?" The man finally sized him up in disbelief: "Could it be that young man, are you Jinzhu... the young master's friend?"

"Yes."

"I'll take you there."

"Thank you uncle."

Curly followed him, and suddenly said: "That...uncle, do you all hate the new Zhujun?"

"Why do you ask that?" The man stopped.

"I always feel that I'm a little worried about that guy..." He dug into the ice cream in the cup, "If you know a little bit, you can understand that guy's mood."

The man was silent, and the curly hair said again: "But Ah Yin thinks that these people's worries are completely superfluous, and the things they are fighting for are all contemptuous to the new resident."

"Yeah, he doesn't like it." The man nodded, and his smile turned into a wry smile at some point.

When everyone in Takasugi's family was arguing over the fact that Takasugi Shinsuke returned to his family, only he knew that Takasugi's return this time was probably to cut off the last ties with this huge family. Take a closer look.

He knew his temper well, but what the silver-haired boy said really surprised him.

"Young man, you seem to know Master Jinzhu very well."

The curly hair was seriously scraping the last cream on the wall of the cup: "It's okay, the new Zhujun is too good at putting on a show, and it's very hard to live like this."

"Hehehe. That's exactly what I said..."

"If I were the new resident, I would be determined to take back what I deserve."

"Hehehe, your idea is really special."

"But shouldn't that guy die as the first successor? How could there be so much trouble?"

"If the entire Takasugi family is xenophobic, then it's a different matter." The man sighed, and explained the difficulty: "Jin Zhu... the young master is away all year round, and the people in the family don't like him, and they don't have family influence. support."

"Isn't it just a word from the old man to settle it?"

"But Mr. Jin Zhu is an illegitimate child."

"Ugh?"

Curly finally understands what can make Mr. Songyang hesitate to speak many times.

"Tsk tsk, what a hassle." Curly scratched his head irritably and stood up, "Forget it, I've heard enough of the story, can you tell Ah Yin where the new resident's room is? Ah Yin just came out to look for food."

"..."

The corner of the beardless uncle's mouth twitched, and he finally pointed to a room expressionlessly.

"Thank you, uncle!" Curly ran over happily.

With a swipe, he opened the door, and all the UNO players in the room raised their faces to look at him.

Where is Xin Zhujun... What's the matter with this translucent room...

The tongue hangs down and hangs on the collar, so don't turn around. Is it really okay to look like this?

"Uncle, Uncle..." Curly turned back to look for Uncle, there was still Uncle's shadow there.

"The new resident—help me."

Takasugi heard the heart-piercing roar of a certain idiot from a long distance away. He was worried that the idiot who couldn't practice swordsmanship recently was plotted against by his family members, so he ran over following the sound, only to see him kneeling and sitting storage room door.

"Curly hair?" Shinsuke Takasugi called him.

Curly turned around, with tears in his eyes: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooened

"translucent?"

"It's so translucent..."

"..." Gao Shan went over to help him up, "Okay, let's go."

Curly hair pursed mouth: "New resident, Ah Yin's legs are weak..."

Takasugi Shinsuke squatted down resignedly, signaling Curly to come up.

Curly sniffed for a long time, hesitated for a while, and finally hugged the neck of the man opposite him, leaning his weight on it.

"That damned uncle, next time we meet Ah Yin, I will definitely beat you to three-quarters death..."

"..." Gao Shan stopped, "If you continue to mutter because you don't understand, I'll throw you down."

"..." Curly tightened his arms around his neck.

"Idiot, you want to strangle me... Let go..."

There is a helpless genre called bedtime stories

In the dream it was still the distant summer festival, the purple-haired boy was pulling the hem of the man's clothes, his eyes never leaving the beautiful red goldfish.

"Jinsuke, do you like this goldfish very much?"

"Well, I like it very much."

"Then Jinsuke likes goldfish or Dad?"

"I like dad the most, dad can catch fish..."

"..."

As soon as Shinsuke Takasugi opened his eyes, he looked into a pair of beautiful bright red eyes, just like the goldfish in the dream.

"Goldfish." Takasugi said.

"What?" The bright red eyes blinked, and then Jin Zhu heard someone say: "Xin Zhujun, are you crying?"

A large face appeared directly above, with two arms trapping him just in between.

Gao Shan kicked out, and the person on him was immediately kicked aside.

"Ouch..." A serious wailing sounded.

The familiar voice is Curly.

Oh, by the way, this is my home.

He knocked on his head: Sure enough, he still didn't wake up.

"Xin Zhujun, don't be so cruel..."

"..."

"Did you have a nightmare, Xinzhu?"

"Ah."

Curly sat up and leaned towards him: "Hey, Mr. Xin Zhu, you seem to have been unhappy from the very beginning."

"kindness."

"You...does Xin Zhujun hate his father very much?"

Shinsuke Takasugi didn't say a word, but his eyes revealed that all the information was "such a father, what do you like?"

After a while, Curly said, "Ayin doesn't even have a father."

Takasugi said: "Gintoki's father died in the war, right?"

Curly shook his head: "A Yin was picked up by the uncle."

Curly lowered his head, against the faint light, Takasugi Shinsuke suddenly found that Curly's eyelashes were very long, and they covered those beautiful eyes of different colors with a slight droop.

Takasugi Shinsuke was taken aback, he had never heard Curly Sakata talk about his life experience, he thought that the uncle was just an acquaintance with a neighbor, so he was his adoptive father?

Then Gao Shan turned his back to him, the two were speechless, Curly suddenly asked again: "Xin Zhujun? Are you asleep?"

After waking up, Jinsuke kept his eyes closed and fell asleep without any sign of falling asleep, but he couldn't react at all when he heard Curly's question.

Curly suddenly reached out a hand, went around his back, and patted his arm comfortingly.

Gao Shan opened his eyes suddenly, but his whole body froze, motionless, the person behind him was still patting his arm, and the body temperature of another person came through the thin fabric, warm and strange, but let him People feel inexplicably at ease.

That person accompanied him clumsily but cautiously, full of desire to help him... Shinsuke Takasugi suddenly felt that he didn't care so much about so many unsatisfactory things.

"Curly hair, do you want to hear a story?"

"Okay."

Gao Shan told him about that dream, the summer festival he liked very much, and Curly listened quietly.

"Curly hair?" He suddenly called out, but the people around him didn't respond.

Takasugi turned his head and saw the halazi dripping from the corner of someone's mouth.

"..."

==== I am the dividing line of [actually the elder brother of the Takasugi family is a hidden BOSS] ====

"Master!" Butler Yamamoto slammed on the thin door of the Japanese room early in the morning.

Gao Shan ran to open the door with sleepy eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Since last night, master Yixin has led people to stop the master's door, and he is not allowed to enter at all. Doctors and so on are not allowed to enter at all."

Gao Shan finally woke up, calmly said: "I'll go and see."

Butler Yamamoto was a little worried: "Master...you are alone..."

Curly came out while scratching a huge chicken nest head: "Yo~Xin Zhujun, wait for Ah Yin to recruit better weapons before meeting you."

Gao Shan rushed to the door of the master bedroom of the old man, where a large group of warriors of the family gathered, one of them saw him coming, went up to salute, and said: "Master Jinzhu, please stay, Master Yixin has given an order, without his order, who would You can't even look at the master."

"I don't even know, when did Yoshinobu Takasugi become the head of the Takasugi family?"

A figure suddenly walked out of the backyard: "Takasugi Shinsuke, you are such an uneducated bastard, how can you call the elder's name directly?"

Takasugi Shinsuke sneered: "Jinsuke is not talented, even if he is uneducated, it is much better than uncle you directly snatching the position of Patriarch."

"My brother is the head of the family, but you are just an illegitimate child. I will not allow you to insult the glory of Takasugi's family."

"It's really grand..."

"Yo~ It's so lively~"

Following the prestige, I saw the silver-haired young man with his long sword on his back, tapping slowly, his rosy pupils were covered by drooping eyelids, and he looked lifeless.

The boy said lazily: "Hey, if you make trouble, Ah Yin can still help. In this regard, I still think that I can learn without a teacher~"

As he spoke, he waved his sword one by one, pointing at the crowd.

"Hey, it's just a child wanting to see his father, what a simple reason. You people really have the face to bully the less~"

that sword!Everyone was shocked!

Oniyo!

How could the sword of the Takasugi family, the demon sword as famous as Murasame, be in the hands of this silver-haired boy?

"You are so brave, Gao Shanjin helped you to collude with outsiders in an attempt to steal the Gaoshan family's family sword! You really covet the position of Patriarch!"

"Tsk tsk, he is really an instigating old man." Curly shook his head, spread his legs slightly to stabilize his lower body, and swung his long sword horizontally: "Hey, I said Jin Zhujun... Remember to ask me when you go back this time Silver is delicious~”

"it is good!"

"Go, Xin Zhujun, Ah Yin is enough here, don't get in the way here~"

Takasugi nodded solemnly, knocked down one by one and entered the main bedroom.

"Okay, no one is in the way, it's just for Ah Yin to try out Xin's swordsmanship!"

The silver-haired boy smiled like Shura.

"Hey, that guy Xin Zhujun, although he's a little hypocritical and a bit of a stinky fart, he's still quite good at his foundation except for master control... It's really not worth it for him..."

As the boy spoke, he swung his long sword, turned around and knocked down two tall, burly warriors who struck fiercely.

"The new resident who can't even bully Ah Yin, how about you, just save yourself!"

Yoshinobu Takasugi was still jumping: "You mean that lowly illegitimate child?"

Curly suddenly felt an inexplicable sympathy for this man: "So Ah Yin hates the big family the most. Do you look down on people for the benefit of the family? Let me tell you, don't impose these things that you don't have. When it comes to that guy, he doesn't like it."

It is very likely that he doesn't even want to look at what you are fighting to get your hands on.

Yoshinobu Takasugi said angrily: "Where did the hateful brat come from to belittle the Takasugi family like this?"

Curly continued to talk to himself, and kept moving his hands: "Hey, I will teach you the simplest method. Let this guy go in to see his bastard father for the last time, and then go to the Matsushita private school to find Mr. Take it back, and from now on, he probably will never step into this house again."

"Tsk, there are only two of us left now, Uncle Xinyi~"

"It's Yoshinobu!" After finishing speaking, Yoshinobu Takasugi realized that the samurai, who was more or less a master, was knocked down so easily by this boy.

A beating of nearly 50 people.

All down.

"Is this a monster?" Yoshinobu Takasugi was thinking, but he saw Oni Daiken coming straight to his face, and abruptly stopped at a distance from his eyes: This kid really wants to kill him!

"Ah Yin will not kill you. If you kill you, the new Zhujun will have no place in the family in the future."

The sword in his hand was knocked down, Curly looked at the samurai sword that was nailed deeply on the door panel and pierced through the air, and caressed the wound on his hand that was drawn by the sword energy.

"Good swordsmanship." Curly praised sincerely, "Hey, big brother of the Takasugi family, if you have a better brain, Ah Yin still likes you very much."

"You don't need to say, I am known as Takasugi's No. 1 swordsmanship."

"That's very interesting, why don't Ah Yin come and experience it?" Curly picked up the sword that fell on the ground, and quickly attacked it, the two handles collided, and sparks dinged out.

Keita Takasugi is indeed a genius swordsman, and his curly hair is a bit difficult to defend.

Keita Takasugi didn't give him a chance to react at all, he bullied him and killed him.

Curly's half-playful and half-noisy fighting style just now exhausted too much physical strength, and he couldn't keep up with Takasugi Keita's attack at all.Accidentally, someone took the lead.

The long sword sank into flesh and blood.

"Hiss... this time it's a disaster..." Curly fled in embarrassment while clutching the wound on his left abdomen, as if the injury was not very good, and it hurt so much when he moved.

In the current situation, I am not familiar with the layout of the room here, who knows that every step I take is not a trap for myself.

"Silver-haired boy, this way!" Curly turned his head, seeing the uncle who led him to the haunted house last night standing at the door of a room waving at him, he dodged in without thinking.

"Uncle, the sword you gave seems to be very powerful!" Curly felt the inconspicuous lines on the sword and admired softly. This sword is a "sharp weapon" that uncle said to find him for apologizing early in the morning.

"actually……"

"If you dare to lie to Ah Yin any more, be careful when Ah Yin goes out and beats you three quarters to death, do you hear me?"

"..."

The curly hair continued to sigh: "Tsk tsk, it's really a real gun on the ground... such a family, I finally understand why that guy Gaoshan left his good young master and didn't go to that kind of rural place to feed mosquitoes went."

"Boy, are you hurt?"

"Small matter~" Curly was about to play handsome when he heard Keita Takasugi's voice outside.

not good!

"Yeah, I found it!"

A shiny knife came through the air from behind the door, and when Curly realized it and turned sideways to avoid it, it was too late.

"Boy, be careful!" The uncle yelled and rushed forward to block the sword.

"Uncle!" There was the sound of the blade piercing into the flesh, and the blood dripped onto the clean tatami.

Looking back frequently, I can't see the road ahead

"Uncle..." Curly's voice was extremely painful.

"Boy?"

"Uncle, can you not get into the drama like this? The person who was stabbed was Ah Yin, you are translucent..." Curly looked at the sharp blade that had completely sunk into his left shoulder, and was powerless to complain, "So it is not necessary to block such a sword for me It's like being so heroic and righteous..."

"..."

Curly said: "Some words, if you don't say them face to face, how can you express your true wishes."

"What are you muttering alone there?" Keita Takasugi looked at him, frowning displeasedly.

"Oh~ I forgot about you..." Curly reached out and stabbed the blade of the sword on his left shoulder, and yanked it fiercely. The blade pierced into the palm of his hand, bleeding profusely, but he was still unconscious, "Hey, I said. You really annoyed me. Really."

"It's very rude to interrupt other people's conversation~ Brother Takasugi, if you are so cold-blooded, be careful that Yin will beat you until your father can't recognize you~"

Keita Takasugi was taken aback, and was about to withdraw the sword, but he didn't expect that the man would hold the sword tightly, and couldn't move an inch.

"Although Ah Yin said that he doesn't study hard, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he jumped up with the strength of the sword tip, and kicked hard in the opposite direction.

"I listened carefully to every swordsmanship class."

Keita Takasugi took a small step back, and when he secretly screamed that it was not good, Curly's other leg came up and knocked him to the ground with one kick.The samurai behind quickly came up to protect Takasugi Keita.

Curly gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword that was still stuck in his left shoulder, held it in his hand and killed a few people who came up to help, and raised his long sword: "What kind of sword is not a sword? Not my opponent."

"Ayin is a person who will take revenge..."

Keita Takasugi took the knife that was handed up from one side, and took it directly to his side.

Curly drew out his sword to block it, and at the same time turned the blade of the sword, and slashed down obliquely. Keita Takasugi couldn't dodge it in time, and was cut in the side.

Some people say that the comparison of swordsmanship is wrist strength and speed, and explosive power in front of you!

Different from just now, the boy's technique is very fast, and it can even be seen that he is imitating the trend of his swordsmanship. The curly hair easily locks all his attacks, and there is no flaw.

"Tsk, don't use the same move on Ah Yin twice~ Otherwise——" This face hidden under the silver curly hair showed a bloodthirsty smile, "You will die miserably~"

Because after using it once, you can remember all the opponent's moves, so you can see the moves, right? This is simply... a monster...

The silver-haired, red-eyed demon licked the blood from his lips.

"Although they are brothers connected by blood, but—" Curly approached him, "Your face is really disgusting, you know?"

"So, shall we try again——

"—The eldest brother of the Takasugi family..."

……

"Pojun...is it actually Pojun?" Takasugi Tadanobu stood behind him, admiring the young man's flowing swordsmanship, and exclaimed in amazement.

At this time, the curly hair just finished the final blow, the bloodlust in the eyes faded away, and the head tilted: "Nani?"

"..."

***

Takasugi Shinsuke was stunned at the door of his father's bedroom, listening to the real or fake crying sound coming from inside.

is that a lie……

That old man...really...

***

Keita Takasugi, known as the first family of swordsmanship in the family, was pulled into the hospital with the back of a knife by Curly, who was in a state of violence.

The farce ended without a problem, and the prestigious elder of the clan finally arrived in time to announce the will.

"Madam has nothing to do, and Miss Chaozi passed away after Madam, so Miss Chaozi, the mother of Young Master Jinzhu, is the successor recognized by the head of the family. That is to say, Young Master Jinzhu is the legal successor."

The old man of the main family showed them the letter of Takasugi Tadanobu.

How can the certificate brought by the great elder of the family be fake?

The four were in an uproar, they never thought that that man could do so much for this bastard.

There is probably only one person who can turn him from a shady illegitimate child into a successful heir of the family overnight.

Curly said: "Uncle, the matter has finally been resolved..."

"That's right." Uncle Takasugi Tadanobu just smiled, "Young man, I will entrust Jinsuke to you from now on."

Sakata Curly had a bitter face: "Uncle, does Ah Yin seem to be such a reliable person?"

"It's true..." Takasugi Tadanobu was silent for a while, and then smiled strangely, "Otherwise, I'll come to you often in the future."

Curly was terrified when he heard that: "No need, uncle, you are too polite. You should leave quickly. You don't need to come back again. Become a Buddha quickly. The young master Gao Shan, Ayin, will definitely take good care of him, and he will be fat and white." "

"..."

"Curly hair, what are you talking about mysteriously by yourself? Haven't you noticed that it's raining?" Shinsuke Takasugi stretched out his hand and pulled him to the corridor.

"Ah, Mr. Xin Zhu." Curly Mao approached shamelessly, "Mr. Xin Zhu, Ah Yin is so hungry."

"Didn't you just eat an ice cream?"

"That's dessert."

"What about this meal?"

"Afternoon tea." Curly smiled.

"..."

"Hey, Xin Zhujun, I have to testify for Ah Yin after I go back. I was injured on duty, and I need to be granted special sick leave."

"Idiot." Shinsuke Takasugi was finally amused by him.

Takasugi Tadanobu looked at the smiling face of his son who was drifting away, and he couldn't believe it.

How long has it been since I saw him smile?

Jinsuke is an illegitimate child.

He always knew he owed the kid more than 01:30.

Jinsuke's mother died of illness. At that time, Takasugi Tadanobu was busy with the trivial matters of the family and had no time to take care of their mother and child, but by the time he found out, it was already too late.

Takasugi Tadanobu took him home, but since his mother passed away, he never spoke to his father again.Subconsciously, this child has always thought that his father was the murderer who killed his mother. No matter if he killed his mother directly or indirectly, he cannot be forgiven.

The tense situation between father and son continued until a certain time when Yoshida Shoyo came to visit at home, and he was an indispensable young hero among young people.

Takasugi Shinsuke hid outside the door and peeked, his eyes never leaving the gentle man.

Takasugi Tadanobu asked: "As for Jinsuke, do you like Mr. Songyang?"

Shinsuke Takasugi knew that Teacher Matsuyo was referring to the gentle man, bit his lip and nodded: "I like it."

Takasugi Tadanobu was overjoyed, this was the first time his son spoke to him.

So Takasugi Tadanobu sent his son to Matsushita Private School. He kept thinking, if there is one person in the world who can really change Takasugi Shinsuke, then that person must be Yoshida Shoyo.

But now it seems that the silver-haired boy...

It seems to be a more special existence than Yoshida Shoyo, for Jinsuke.

——So, Pojun, I hope you can protect Jinzhu for me, please.

In fact, Tadanobu Takasugi is still uncertain about curly hair. He doesn't know how long his son's interest in this silver-haired boy can last.

"It's really a man who does his own way, the hateful old man." He remembered the silver-haired boy saying so.

"Maybe it is..." He said so.

"Even if you are hated by your son like this, is there nothing? Have you considered his feelings? Takasugi doesn't need such overprotection..."

The young man roared eagerly, and he finally saw clearly the pair of glowing red eyes hidden under the messy and thick silver forehead hair, the color was like fire.

"Unexpectedly..." He didn't know how to react for a while, he was a little surprised, and a little stunned, but in the end he showed a satisfied smile, is that so...

——"What is Jinsuke's favorite?"

——"Goldfish, fiery red goldfish."

--"why?"

——"Because the red goldfish is like the sun, it looks very warm."

Joy slowly filled the boy's purple eyes.

……

Takasugi Tadanobu raised his eyes and looked at the two people making a fuss in the distance: So, Jinsuke, have you finally found that beautiful red goldfish?

Takasugi Tadanobu stood under the rain curtain under the tree, smiling reassuringly.

How nice, he thought.

——It’s really... Mr. Goldfish, which is a headache but also likable.

Curly walked and chattered: "It's not as fun as I imagined to bring down a big family."

"In the future, Xin Zhujun will be like Ah Yin, a child without a father."

"It doesn't matter, Ah Yin will be your father in the future. Please respect me..."

"The new resident..."

Takasugi Shinsuke could only helplessly respond with "Yes".

Curly opened his arms, with a face full of paternal love, and said, "Xin Zhu, please throw yourself into Dad's arms, Dad loves you very much..."

Takasugi Shinsuke twitched the corner of his mouth, and said gracefully: "Get lost."

—Then, Mr. Goldfish.Jinsuke will leave it to you.

For a moment, he seemed to see Jinsuke stop, turned his head and glanced this way, and then saw him who had grown into a boy, plunged into the rain curtain, and ran towards him.

He did his best to bend the corners of his mouth slightly.

Ah, that's great.

he thinks.

Curly chased after him, wiped the rainwater off his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shinsuke Takasugi stared at the cherry blossom tree with nothing: "It's nothing..."

Curly looked into Gao Shan's eyes very seriously, and said for a while: "Xin Zhujun, cry if you want to cry."

"Who said I was going to cry? I just wanted to get in the rain."

"Then, Ah Yin will accompany you in the rain for a while."

"You're hurt, madman..." Shinsuke Takasugi said, but couldn't move for half a step.

The rain was flowing wantonly on his face, he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, he only knew that the person opposite had an unusually flamboyant smile, and those bright red eyes were warm and dazzling.

Shinsuke Takasugi thought:

—Ah, the sun?

——It's really... very warm...

In the face of facts, the more developed our imagination, the more unimaginable the consequences

As the Chinese New Year approached, the private schools were on holiday.

Takasugi Shinsuke stayed at his home to be busy with his father's funeral and the next family succession matters, and Wig kindly invited Curly to his home for the New Year.

"We can sleep together and play UNO."

The corner of Curly's mouth twitched, and said, "No."

Wigs have been classified as terrorists since they started knocking on watermelons during their adolescence.

Yoshida Matsuyo saw off the two children with a smile, and asked Curly to take good care of the wig.

The wig waved at him with tears in his eyes: "Goodbye, teacher, I will take good care of Yin-chan."

"..."

When walking halfway, Curly guessed that the wig should know the next journey, so he said: "I suddenly remembered, did you forget something in the private school?"

"Is it this book? I always have it with me."

"Hmm..." Curly replied vaguely, and hurried back quickly.

Yoshida Shoyo brewed a cup of tea, looked at the tea leaves standing in the center of the cup, and sighed slightly.

"The teacher seems worried when he doesn't smile."

"Silver time?" Yoshida Shoyang was a little surprised, why is this child still here?

"I'm a little worried...so follow me and have a look..."

"What is the reason why the teacher dismissed them, Ah Yin really wants to know."

Teacher Songyang said: "You seem to be the most heartless one in the private school, but you are really the hardest one to fool."

"Teacher has been busy with something recently, and now he is in a hurry to drive us out, Ah Yin will inevitably be suspicious." Gao Shan was not there, the wig was too simple, and there was no one to discuss it with.

Teacher Songyang sighed again, and said, "This world should be about to change."

Curly was stunned for a moment: "Teacher is worried about this?"

Yoshida Shoyo didn't answer, but changed the topic and said, "The one who should come always comes back. Didn't you keep clamoring to learn Go? Take this opportunity, the teacher will teach you."

According to Yoshida Shoyo's intention, Curly moved out the dusty chessboard.

After only a few words, Curly just lay back and couldn't get up: "It's too troublesome, Ah Yin is destined to play black and white for a lifetime."

Before the words were finished, there was a sound of orderly footsteps, and the door of the Japanese room was slashed open by a sharp sword, and many strong warriors with swords poured in from the door, standing in rows and quickly forming two rows.

"If you don't enter through the gate, you will be relocated by crime." * (Note)

Yoshida Shoyang didn't raise his head, but calmly placed the white pieces in his hand on the checkerboard.

The chessboard was picked up by the samurai sword, overturned on the ground, and the chess pieces were scattered on the ground.

Curly supported with one hand, drew the saber with his right hand, jumped up, and knocked down the two leading warriors with his strength.The warriors behind all unleashed their swords and trapped him with their swords.

"How can you be so rude to sir?"

The man who came in had monolithic eyes and looked gentle

"Are you kidding me!" The curly-haired long sword swung straight at the leading man's face, looking like he was dead.

"Silver time!" Yoshida Songyang shouted, curly hair cut, the long sword stopped not far from the man's eyes, and at the same time there were many swords around his neck.

"Papa papa", the man's subordinates are well-trained people who don't talk too much, so the sound of his applause is extremely harsh in the empty Japanese room.

"Young man is good at swordsmanship," the man said.

"Gentle scum." Curly muttered in a low voice, and the knife on his neck leaned against his artery again, and Curly hummed.

"Mr. Yoshida is indeed a famous teacher. The students he teaches are all eloquent and eloquent. Excuse me, but please come with us, sir." The man bowed politely, which was obviously contrary to his sword that was always facing each other.

Yoshida Shoyo finally stood up: "Your Excellency's way of inviting is really special."

The amber eyes shone into the amber eyes under the uncertain light and shade of the oil lamp, and the man's light-colored hair looked extremely soft under the light.

"It's true that I didn't think well, sir." The man bowed again.

"Then please let go of my student first."

The man chuckled: "If you agree, sir, you won't hurt the innocent."

Yoshida Shoyo walked up to Sakata Gintoki: "Can I have a few words with the students?"

"Please sir."

"Can't you bother Your Excellency to let him go?"

"It's good to put it this way, the little leopard with sharp claws is still very dangerous." The man continued to smile.

So Yoshida Shoyang had no choice but to stretch out his hand and rub the curly hair on the neck driven by the sword, with a little pampering: "Silver time."

"teacher."

Calm and rational, all to hell, he only knew that if he really watched the teacher leave this time, he might never see him again.

"Yinshi, the teacher will go out with them for a few days."

"Teacher, Ah Yin is no longer a child."

"Really, Silver Sauce is already this big...so I can't cheat anymore."

"teacher……"

"But, in the eyes of the teacher, Silver Sauce will always be Silver Sauce..."

Curly's eye sockets turned red unsatisfactorily: "Teacher! Teacher Songyang!"

Yoshida Matsuyo smiled at him, as gentle as he remembered, and said, "There are some things that you know you can't undo, but you have to do. This is fate. Yinshi, do you understand?"

"Ayin doesn't believe in fate! Don't go!"

"Gintoki, do you remember what the teacher said? The sword is not for cutting off the enemy, but for cutting..."

"The sword is not to cut off the enemy, but to cut off the weak self; not to protect oneself, but to protect one's own soul..."

"Hehehe, you still remember..."

"fraud!"

Yoshida Matsuyo was slightly taken aback.

——Didn't I say that I could rely on you in the future?

"Well, the teacher is a liar." Yoshida Shoyang smiled softly, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, full of doting.

——Didn’t you say that you will be Ah Yin’s relatives in the future?

"Ayin remembers everything the teacher said, and will remember it in the future, but why can't the teacher keep his promise?" Tears trickled down from those beautiful eyes of bright red: "Don't go... Teacher..."

--Why?