Three thousand congratulations

【Silver time】

A man who forgets time alone on a busy street

With my back against the wall decorated with crimson

Don't look at anyone passing by just waiting for someone

With the ancient sword in my right hand, I quietly pray

"The long-running war has come to an end

where are they all

Are you still fighting in a place where there is no greenery?"

I'm here waiting for them

【Dream of Red Lotus】

It seems that it is the season when everything is withered, all the green fades, all the branches are withered.

Only that tree is still standing vigorously.

In the dream, I can still see its intertwined roots, thick leaves, and the faint light shining through the cracks where the sunlight is blocked by the trees.

I walked in front of it and saw the back of a person, hiding behind the trunk.

The name was on my lips, but I couldn't say it out loud.

His silver hair was tied with a white ribbon, and he was wearing a blood-stained white robe. I walked a little further, and found him half-kneeling on the ground with his back facing me and his body trembling unnaturally, supported by a sword.

I have never seen this guy's fragile side in my impression. I admit that I do have curiosity and attention for him, but in real life, I don't want to have a close bond with anyone, and I regard him as a troublesome existence. I have been careful stay away.

I have to say that this guy is really doing his own way, and he is generally ignored when he is ignored. At first, he responded with a few perfunctory words, but when he saw that the other party was getting familiar with him, he simply tore off his dignified and friendly appearance to him. Undisguised dislike and disinterest.

But the other party doesn't mind at all, and still greets each time they meet, and follows up every time they meet on the street, walking side by side and saying some annoying and strange things, some of which can even be directly counted as harassment.Gradually, it seemed that I really got to know each other well, and I didn't have to hide my displeasure in front of him, make bold complaints or retaliate without quality.

When you realize that you have changed, you can only scream bad.

The image of not being in close contact with humans that he has worked so hard to maintain has been ruined, and he will even inadvertently complain when he is working.

Every time he complained about a cruel woman, he couldn't help but want to bluntly say "it's not all Yinshi's fault".But luckily I held back every time.If you let the other party know that you have changed because of him, will you smile proudly? Whether it is a weird smile or a look of sudden realization, it is difficult to accept.

It's better for me to stay away from people like him. After all, it is human nature to think that everything is in their own hands and they will do whatever they want.

Although...although I don't think Yinshi is such a person.

but···

"Once you show your weakness and rely on the other party, you will be led by the nose by the other party, and you will eventually become the option to be abandoned" is the best way to describe me.

I turned my gaze back to the man in front of me.

The Yinshi in front of me is no longer the one who looks lazy anytime and anywhere, who will pick his nostrils in front of others and tell large-scale jokes without any scruples, and makes people feel inexplicably warm when he smiles. Realize that there are contradictions in his body, sometimes bright and dazzling, and sometimes dim so that people can't see the outline of the silver time.

The Yinshi I know is the man who always wears the same clothes, rides a motorcycle without forgetting to wear a helmet, walks like a walk, and does some obscene things naturally.

His body and hands would not be stained with so much blood. He should be holding Lake Toya in his hand instead of this shining white blade.

And...it won't be...so lonely crying.

What about Shinpachi?What about Kagura?What about Dingchun?Why is everyone not by his side?

But this silver hair, this back, how could it go wrong.

That unruly and lonely stubbornness is indeed a bit familiar. If you have to assume, put everyone's silver mulberry in this picture, it should be like this.

Only then did I realize that what I saw in front of my eyes was when I met everyone in Wanshiwu, Yinsang who did not become everyone, and Yinsang who was not kicked away by me in the alley of the guild hall.

It is the silver hour of which I know nothing.

Peeping from behind with anxiety, "This is just a dream", I comforted myself.

Want to know what's going to happen next, and what's going on in Yinshi now...

It turns out that I have always been curious about Yinshi.

I wanted to get closer, but the shouting behind me made me turn my head.

It turned out that behind me was a piece of withered land, and there were strangely shaped corpses lying on the ground.

I stood in surprise, these are the corpses of heavenly beings, right?

At this moment, Yinshi had already stood up from the ground, and walked past me unsteadily.The moment he passed by, I saw a young, hard face.

This is the silver time of the past, and the present is the past of the silver time.

Being in other people's dreams, I can't help searching my own memories. I am just a bystander at the moment, a bystander who is forced to peep into other people's dreams.

But I have a faint feeling that this dream is related to the identity and the war that Yinshi didn't want to talk about.

I want to close my eyes to block all this, but I find that I can't do it at all.

Because in the dream of the dreamer, the dreamed person is already awake.

I watched him walk towards the messy land, I watched him swing his sword, and watched corpses fall at his feet one after another.

From the beginning to the end of this war, only Gintoki was alone.

After passing many, many corpses, Gintoki finally stopped.I stood not far behind him, watching him drop the sword and kneel down decadently.

There was a man's head on the ground, and I couldn't see his face because of his back.

But I saw long, light-colored hair that was quietly scattered on the ground, not stained by blood and mud.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the head.

My sight was blocked by his hand, and I, who was unable to move, saw a smile on that head.

I heard Yinshi's familiar voice, he said: Teacher Songyang.

【red lotus】

Time that used to flow stopped

we were there

The wind has stopped and it can't be conveyed

Wishes fade away like bubbles

The voices I once heard no longer exist

blocked by an invisible wall

The silk thread that once connected us is wound up

i just stand here

immovable

【Silver Time Dream】

A mansion located in a quiet corner of the city, with the door open, you can see the cherry trees in full bloom.

Yinshi stood at the door and hadn't made up his mind whether to go in or not. He just looked at the small yard covered with cherry blossom petals, which were rolled up by the wind and fell down again in a moment, like the undulating waves of the sea.Cherry blossoms, sea, waves, these words made some strange sentences emerge in his mind out of time.

"Near the line formed by seawater erosion on the coast, there are more than 20 majestic and thick mountain cherry trees standing side by side. These black-bark mountain cherry trees, at the beginning of each new school year, are combined with rich brown young leaves. Together, against the background of the blue sea, extraordinarily gorgeous flowers bloom. Soon, in the season of falling flowers, countless petals will fall into the sea one after another, drift on the sea surface, and then be washed back to the sea by the waves. coastal."

Who is the guy who wrote this?He couldn't remember, but someone who could write something like this must be a sad guy, right?

He stood quietly at the gate of the courtyard like this, thinking for a long time but didn't remember where this place was.Could it be that guy's dream that the scene he saw when he opened his eyes?

Until he heard footsteps behind him, he turned his head and saw a girl in red clothes running towards him.

Although she was about the same size, the smile on the girl's face in front of her was bright and strange. Could this be her from the past?

He stood motionless, watching the girl getting closer and closer to him, his heart unexpectedly beat out.

"Damn it..." he thought, feeling like opening his arms for a moment.

In the next second, the girl had already quickly ran past him and hid behind the cherry blossom tree.

Silver stared dumbfounded.

Only then did she realize that there was a young boy holding a book and looking down at some point under the cherry blossom tree in the yard.

The boy was only about twenty years old, and he wore plain clothes, but he gave off a steady and noble air.He sensed the girl's arrival, raised his eyes from the book, and turned his head to look for her.

The girl who was found immediately pretended to be looking at the clouds in the sky.

It turned out that this guy has been arrogant since then, Yinshi complained silently.

The boy didn't know what he said, which made the girl squirm, but the expression on her face was clearly written with the word happiness.

The boy stood up and said a few words, stretched out his hand and touched the girl's cheek, she pulled the boy's sleeve anxiously, the boy laughed, his flaxen hair swaying gently in the wind, This beautiful smile seemed to stop time.

Yinshi, who was standing at the door, couldn't hear what the boy said, but from the mouth shape, it seemed to say "don't worry, I'm here".

The wind blew up the thick petals piled up under the tree, Yinshi stretched out his hand and brushed away a small bug in front of him, when he came back to his senses, there was only the girl under the tree.

She knelt under the cherry tree, looking for something seriously.With both hands, she pushed aside the thick layer of pink petals at the bottom of the tree, and took out a pair of swords with red threads wrapped around the hilts.

She ran out with the sword, Yin Shi was stunned, and chased after her.

But he was still a step too late, her figure had already disappeared, and there was a sea of ​​flames outside the courtyard, Gintoki looked back, the fire had also reached the courtyard at some point, and the cherry blossom trees were still looking after themselves under the light of the fire The petals were sprinkled, and the pink petals were quickly engulfed by the flames. Yinshi watched the shadow of the tree gradually disappear, and finally turned around and left there.

This is indeed a dream, Gintoki said to himself, walking through the fire would not hurt him, and he would not even feel the scorching heat.

He walked through the flames of nothingness looking for traces of the girl, and what responded to him was the scorched ground and the corpse with a blurred face. He walked forward, but the flames there had already been extinguished, and the shocking bloodstains on the ground made him shiver. Frown.

At the end of the bloodstains, he saw a man in red clothes, holding double blades, and wearing a mask standing there.

In front of that person lay a struggling man, wearing a general's attire, wriggling on the ground in pain.

The man in red inserted the snow-white blade into the man's body, and the blade was already stained bright red by the blood.The man died without moving, and the man in red still repeated his actions just now.

When the blade was stabbed, a large amount of blood still spewed out, splashing on the body and hands of the man in red.

Yinshi stood there sluggishly, watching the sudden killing.

The man in red put away his sword, seemed to be aware of his existence, stepped over the corpse, and stopped not far from him.

Yinshi stared firmly at the person in front of him, and that person seemed to be staring at him too.

After a while, the man in red raised his slender wrist and lifted the mask on his face.

At that moment, Yin Shi's breathing stagnated.

Hong Lian was wearing men's clothes, her long black hair was tied in a bundle behind her head, and her childish face had already revealed an astonishing beauty. She frowned her beautiful thin eyebrows, and her eyes were like the sea in the middle of the night. Calm, but it can devour life and kill without blinking an eye.

She looked at him, or looked at the direction he was in, with a familiar yet unfamiliar look, and he would not mistake her face, because there must be no second such delicate and beautiful face in the world, but her face The eyes are indifferent like a machine, without any emotion, scorning all death, existence and destruction.

She walked past him and walked towards the yard.

When Yinshi followed her to the yard, it was in the ruins of the yard, where the cherry blossom tree used to be.

Quietly lay a black coffin.

Guren stood in front of the coffin with her back to Gintoki.

The wind scattered what she said, and Yinshi could only hear part of it.

【Gui】

I have the memories of us fighting together, and the comrades I can entrust behind me in battle

Now I'm alone on the street

Where are those faces now

those lost i'm looking for

very important stuff

the meaning of my existence

reason for immobility

only i am different

【Edo at night】

Looking down from the tower, there are still a large number of lights lit in Edo at night.

But some places are completely dark, those people walking around during the day, their laughter, tears and troubles are all swallowed up by the night, completely disappearing in this darkness.

But when dawn comes, their existence will still be illuminated by the sun.

"Although you are already lying under the cold soil, you can no longer see the kind face of the sun."

"But when the day dawns, the people of this country will smile happily. They will not forget you, and so will the people below."

"Maybe you can't tell the direction in the dark, but you still have to stick to the direction in your heart and walk on the road."

"Everything in front of us today, even if some of them have worn away their edges and lost their light, are still worth protecting and cherishing."

"I will run hard and greet you.""

"I will see with my own eyes what this country looks like at dawn."

"This suffering country."

"This country that left us with deep memories."

"This country is guarded by countless people with lofty ideals."

"This country once belonged to you."

"General Mao Mao... goodbye."

Gui bent down and put down the bouquet in his hand.

【On the streets of Edo】

"jingle···"

The crisp bell rang far in the street.

Wearing a monk's robe, Gui walked slowly on the streets of Edo with a bowl in one hand and a staff in the other.

He stopped and looked at the sky covered by thick clouds.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and there was no crying or grief caused by the general's death. Most people just discarded this matter in the old news after being shocked, and then continued to go around for their own interests.

The light board of the Holiday Inn on the roadside made Gui wonder how long it had been since he had a holiday.

It's been a long time.

There is no holiday for the patriots.

He couldn't restrain himself from recalling what happened when he was not a patriot, but a student of Yoshida Shoyo.

It turns out that besides the people with lofty ideals, this is the only identity I have.

Gintoki, Sakamoto, these partners who fought side by side in the past, have all given up this title.

Only he, Gui Xiaotaro, is still persistently carrying this title and refuses to take it off.

Takasugi can be counted as one, but what he did, Gui cannot approve.

Whenever I think of Takasugi, I think of Gintoki again.These two former best friends always made him feel powerless.

He knew that he was incapable of facing their current situation, but he couldn't help but want to do something.

But he couldn't.

He couldn't persuade them to go the same way as him, and he couldn't even stop them from going away.

Whenever he was battered and exhausted, he would think of Teacher Songyang.

What will Teacher Songyang do at this time?

If it was Teacher Songyang, he would definitely subdue these two troublesome guys with a single sentence and a smile.

Gui also thought so.

Say to the lazy Yinshi: Hey, cheer up and save this country together!

To Gao Shan, who is stubborn and obsessed, said: Don't fall into the second class again, this is too dangerous, stop it!

But he is Katsura Kotaro, not Yoshida Shoyo.All he did was get two slaps and two wigs.

The one who can wake up Gintoki's dormant motivation and bring Takasugi back to the right path.

is no longer there.

And the lonely, helpless, Katsura Kotaro who was called a wig could only walk alone on the road that the teacher led everyone to walk side by side.

Continue to stubbornly repeat meaningless salvation.

Distressed, indignant, looking forward to.

Looking forward to meeting my good friends Takasugi and Gin one day.

Of course, I also look forward to the day when I meet Mr. Songyang again.

He knew that this day would not be too far away, and it was waiting for him not far after dawn.

The crisp bells dissipated in Edo at night with the night wind.

Gui bowed his head and took a step forward.

"Today's dawn is a bit late."

【Gui's monologue (from the comics)】

On that day, the countless graves piled up by the people,

It is not only the grave of teachers and companions,

It is also our grave.

With Yoshida Shoyo's death, his disciples also died together,

Each other's paths will no longer cross,

I used to think so.

However, even on the road of disintegration,

We have not deviated from the teacher's teachings alone.

Sometimes confused, embarking on a detour

Mistakes from time to time, on a winding road

All the way to find the samurai in their hearts,

In the midst of confusion and troubles, he still never stopped.

So our paths crossed again.

Meet far away, our roads,

The person who can meet here again and make this happen

It is the teacher.

Maybe it was just passing by, a momentary encounter.

Tomorrow, we may once again face each other with swords and kill each other.

But what's the point?

Silver time, Takasugi,

Even if only for a while, if again

To be a disciple of Yoshida Shoyo,

It would be enough if we could just be normal friends.

【Takasugi】

The sun sinks and the red moon floats out of the night sky sadly

Abandoned by time like this, just repeating night after night

Support each other, unite and work together, we continue to fight all the way

where are they now

Are you still fighting on the dry land where there is no wind?

As for the incomplete me

waiting for you

still want to see you

If you can't

the only way

It is to turn the whole world into a Shura field

Because it was obviously favored

such a dazzling existence

In the end, he could not escape the fate of being abandoned.

Is God who made such a decision worth praying to?

What a disappointing world

Too disappointed

Then just destroy it all

【Takasugi's reception room】

"Ding... ding..." The pale and slender fingers stroked the shamisen twice, and then stopped.Gao Shan looked at the man drinking tea with his head bowed in front of him, the eyes in the unbound eye became sharper.

"I've heard about the name of the Ghost Squad for a long time, but today I see it and it really lives up to its reputation." The man put down his teacup and said with a smile.

"But I don't seem to have heard of Mr. Okubo's name." Takasugi put the shamisen on the tatami beside him, and said provocatively.

"I just came to Edo from the Satsuma clan yesterday." The man opposite Takasugi had a handsome, pampered face, and the clothes were ordinary but well-made, and the indifferent temperament on his body gave people a faint sense of oppression. Feeling, people can't help but believe what he said.

"It turned out to be a visitor from afar. I don't think anyone in Edo would dare to visit alone." Takasugi raised the corner of his mouth, picked up the wine dish on the low table and took a small sip.

"It's not because I'm unfamiliar with the place that I came here rashly. I came here because I know that Mr. Gao Sugi is not the crazy person that the outside world has said." He still smiled faintly at Gao Shan's evil smile, and the curves of his nose and jaw It is so beautiful that people are enviable, and the exquisite face makes it impossible to guess what is in his heart.

"I just want this rotten world that should have been destroyed long ago to end quickly. Since I have the consciousness to destroy this country, I naturally don't mind others seeing me as a madman." Gao Shan lit the cigarette stick and inhaled lightly After taking a mouthful and then spit it out slowly, his voice seemed a little hoarse for a moment: "If you set foot on the road of becoming a demon, there is no turning back."

The smoke slowly dissipated, and the room was filled with a faint smell of tobacco. The lamp on the table flickered, flickering the shadows of Takasugi and the visitor.

The man still had a peaceful smile on his face, he lowered his head to pick up the teacup, the light hit his face, casting mottled shadows of eyelashes on his fair cheeks.

"But I don't think what Mr. Takasugi has done is crazy."

Takasugi exhaled a puff of smoke and stared at the person in front of him.

"On the contrary, I think Mr. Takasugi is more foresighted than most people with lofty ideals. I should say that I empathize with Mr. Takasugi's thoughts."

Takasugi looked at the man opposite him who called himself Okubo Toshimichi with an uncertain expression. After a long time, he exhaled the smoke from his mouth and said lightly, "I don't know which idea you are talking about?"

Smoke hovered subtly above the lights.

The man put down his teacup, looked up at Takasugi with smiling eyes, and said in a calm and melodious voice: "Destroy this country."

The smoke dispersed silently.

Takasugi stared at the man in front of him thoughtfully.

【West window】

"Why doesn't Jinsuke continue playing the piano?" Kawagami Wanqi put down the shamisen and turned to Takasugi who was looking at the window in doubt.

"I'm thinking···"

"what?"

"The name Okubo Toshimichi is a fake name, right?"

"Ding...but I asked friends from the Satsuma clan that there seems to be such a number one figure among the patriots. Ding..." Heshang Wanqi plucked the strings casually and made a crisp sound.

"Really." Gao Shan leaned against the window sill, looked out of the window and said without looking back.

"Why does Jinsuke think so?"

"That guy exudes a completely different aura from our...well, those guys from the past, that is, the people with lofty ideals."

"Isn't it a patriot?"

"What he wants to do is not just destroying everything that exists." Takasugi picked up the shamisen at his feet and played a few notes casually.

Wanqi Heshang stopped talking, and just played together.

The moonlight from the west window shone on Gao Shan, but he didn't look up.

"I really can't wait to hear the mournful cry at the moment when this country was destroyed."

Hanging in the sky outside the west window is the last quarter moon.

【Red Lotus' Monologue】

"I once said to be your sword. But you finally abandoned me. I lost the meaning of being a sword, and only the instinct of killing and destruction is left."

"I committed many crimes without being stopped, and took many precious things in exchange for the meager right to survive."

"I hope to be redeemed, and I hope someone can embrace me again and stop me."

"But there is no one around me, whether it is pain or depravity, I am the only one."

"Because I don't want to be near anyone, and I don't want anyone to be near me."

"In this way, I still have a trace of absurd fantasy in my heart."

"I still feel that you are still by my side, you haven't gone far, you just stood quietly somewhere I can't see, looking at me calmly."

"See everything I do."

"Somewhere in my heart, I secretly and firmly guessed."

"If I'm painful enough, sad enough..."

"Will you come to me..."

"As it was then..."

"Hold out your hand to me?"

【Time-forgotten person】

That's the reality that I've been fighting against no matter what

It's stopped a long time ago It's been like this for a long time I can't hear any sound

Pressing my hand on my left chest my heart has...

won't jump anymore

The time that used to flow has stopped as it turns out I have stopped

The wind has stopped and I can’t convey it. I can only cry there without tears or sound

Holding tightly to this sword that I swung down, I firmly believe that this must be my residence

Forget about time without anyone noticing and just wait for them to come back

【end】

"I think so, I look like a fool, don't I?"

"But... I am like this, all because of..."

"I still miss you."

"···"

Her red lips parted, and vaguely spoke a few words.

But Yinshi didn't hear it.

He has opened his eyes.

There is a white, blurry ceiling in front of you.

He blinked, wet liquid running down his temples and into his hair.

With a contemptuous and irrevocably sad tone.

"Really an idiot."

he said in a low voice.

The author has something to say:

The title of this chapter and the lyrics in it come from "Forgetting People in Time" sung by Kaito, written and composed by ShishiしてP. I adopted the Chinese version "Forgetting People in Time" translated online.

Gui's monologue is taken from the Gintama manga.

The chapters related to memories will be over in two more chapters~

In the new stage, we will usher in the first pair of CP~