[Comprehensive] Bai picked up a father

Twelve once said that if she dies unfortunately, I hope the funeral will not be too solemn and heavy, and everyone will wear bright clothes to drink and talk happily, and just send her off for the last time.

A prophecy.

Gintoki did exactly what she wanted, and arranged the Master Room into a party scene, with balloon ribbons, champagne desserts, and a whole fried chicken in the center, and strictly prohibited the guests present to wear black formal attire.

"That girl doesn't like you crying and mourning her. What if she doesn't feel at ease and comes back to find me in the middle of the night? It's very troublesome."

Kagura sat beside him sullenly with vinegar kelp in her mouth, and turned her head to look at him when she heard the words: "Silver sauce is still so timid, if the soul of the twelfth sister can come back to me, I will be very happy to say it!"

Shinpachi silently nodded in agreement.

Yinshi was taken aback for a moment, and then raised the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating way: "That's right... makes sense..."

Although ghosts and gods are scary, as long as it is twelve, it is not a big deal.

Because she wouldn't scare him or hurt him, she would just walk out from somewhere in a leisurely manner, pat him on the shoulder with a smile, and call him "little silver".

But sadly, that doesn't seem to be possible anymore.

A Miao, Kubei, and Xiaoyuan arrived in turn. Grandma Dengshi brought Catherine and Xiaoyu. Even Hasegawa and Mr. Kushiro were not absent. Kushiro even asked about Suohuan and Haruhi. , Yinshi could only smile helplessly.

The clients have all returned to their respective worlds and embarked on the original track, which is probably the most gratifying thing for Twelve.

Just as everyone was filling up the champagne and preparing to toast a glass of twelve, suddenly there was a violent cannon from the street outside, and the door of Wanshiwu was knocked open in a moment, and Gui rushed in with a disheveled face, and fell impartially at Yinshi's feet.

"...Gintoki, I asked the Ghost Soldiers. Kawagami Wanqi said that Takasugi is still recuperating, so he probably won't be able to participate."

"Whatever, I still think he's in the way."

Xinbachao glanced at the door, and muttered in a low voice, "Ayin, the police seem to be here too."

Sure enough, all members of the Shinsengumi arrived.

Sougo carried the cannon barrel to the front and kicked Gui, rolled his eyes and said, "I will spare your life in this kind of place, and settle the score after I get out." Then he motioned for Yamazaki to go over and put the tablet in his hand, " This was originally made according to the interests of Sakata Chick, and I kept it all the time, who knew it would come in handy.”

It is the one engraved with "The tomb of the non-staff consultant Sakata Twelve Hime who lost his father at a young age, hated mayonnaise more than s, and fed gorillas for a long time. tablet.

Everyone: "..."

Tufang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put them on the table. After thinking for a while, he lit one of them again: "There is no incense for offering sacrifices. Can we use cigarettes instead?"

The veins on Yin Shi's forehead were exposed: "Do you want to die if you are addicted to mayonnaise?"

Kondo just got slapped by A Miao, who was in a bad mood, and with half of his face swollen, he said seriously to the large color photo of Twelve: "I will take back the wedding house in the suburbs first, and I don't want the rest of the rent." , and Twelve, don’t worry, you’re gone, and I’ll be in charge of arranging for Fourteen’s relationship issues... oops!”

Before he finished speaking, a certain orangutan was pushed to the ground and beaten by the unbearable trio of masters. He struggled out of the chaos, raised his head and insisted on yelling: "I formally declare as the director, Sakata Twelve Hime will always be Shinsengumi's non-staff advisor!"

The Shinsengumi members behind them saluted collectively.

This kind of development is unexpected. Gintoki was stunned for a moment, but saw Kagura still refused to give up and punched Kondo, saying, "Stop talking nonsense! If you are sincere, you will be paid every month, and all will be sent to Kondo. Everything comes to the house!"

"..."

Sou Wu pointed the cannon at her immediately: "Be careful, I'll blow you out of the window, damn girl."

"You brat, I would have plucked your hair long ago if it wasn't for the sake of Twelfth Sister!"

"Would you like to make a gesture?"

"I'm not afraid of what you say!"

Then Tufang and A Miao carried the two little ghosts out of the room, one left and one right, and the rest of the people poured wine and cut cakes, as if enjoying the atmosphere of the banquet.

Everyone is using their own ways to miss the girl who passed away, just like seeing her for the first time one day, she smiled sweetly, and her silver curly hair fluttered in the wind, which is enough to make people remember it for many years.

She has always been happy and unrestrained, and doesn't like sadness.

Yinshi sat in the corner silently for a long time, looking up at the twelve photos on the wall.It was still summer at that time, she tied up a refreshing ponytail, and smiled at his camera with a clear sky, her golden eyes were as bright as the brightest sunlight.

It's a pity that I couldn't say goodbye seriously in the end, and I didn't have time to say what I wanted to say.

"I, Yinsang, actually don't really want to be your brother." He raised his glass to signal her, the light and shadow in his eyes were filled with sadness of parting, but there seemed to be a smile on his lips, "But...you don't know, it's fine."

Some things are suitable to be kept in memory forever.

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The spaceship is sailing aimlessly in the vast universe, and it seems that it has not yet determined where to go to the next stop.

Or, the owner of the spaceship doesn't care about these details.

Shenwei stood in front of the window, looking at the meteorite slowly drifting outside the window, as well as those unknown, shining stars, for a long while, he opened his mouth quietly.

"Afutu, do you know that Sakata Twelve Jiji once bit me here, that woman is so cruel." He opened his sleeves to show Afutu, but the skin on his wrist was still as white as snow, already No traces could be seen, "It's a pity that we are the night rabbit clan, and we can't even leave any evidence."

Just because I belong to the night rabbit family, I don't even have the qualifications to leave a thought. The traces of joy and sorrow are all like this wound, which is finally invisible by time.

He originally said this with a smile, but Afutu saw a little loneliness through those blue eyes as clear as the sea.

The leader of his own family insisted not to attend the funeral of Sakata Twelve Princesses, presumably because he was afraid that he would be emotionally affected by the situation?

No one will fight with him for chicken legs or quarrel with him, and no one will think about cutting off his stupid hair all day long. Life will return to the ordinary day after day, even for someone who is keen on fighting. Don't feel used to it.

The past is hard to follow.

"Don't look at me with that pitiful look, it will make me have the urge to cut off your neck, Afutu."

Afutu turned his head silently: "Good team leader."

"I'm just occasionally bored to feel sorry for that girl, which is incomparable to Takasugi." Kamui narrowed his eyes slightly, with a mocking arc on his lips, "When Sakata Twelve Princesses were alive, he She acted like a fool, making up a stupid excuse and refusing to admit it, now that she is dead, I want to see him and not regret it—oh, probably from now on I can miss Sakata Twelve Ji and his master together."

"Head, Shinsuke Takasugi must not be willing to hear such words."

He smirked: "Even if I say it, can he refute half a sentence? This is the truth."

"Recently Wanqi Kawasami from the Ghost Soldier came out to negotiate instead of Shinsuke Takasugi, but the latter was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he digested his memory alone." Afutu sighed softly, "I heard that there is a legend about the Warrior Star , if a dead person is concerned, his soul will stay in the world, and if he is sincere, he may see him for the last time."

It is a debt, but also an obsession.

Kamui didn't know that Takasugi was also on the spaceship of the ghost army at this moment, staring at the portrait in his hand in a daze.

It was the portrait that Twelve had painted for him at the autumn festival back then, and it showed him playing the shamisen, and it was also a gift she gave him as a meeting gift.

The paper had turned slightly yellow, and there were signs of damage at the bottom. It was he who tore off her name and asked Wan Qi to bring her to him.

Later, she really came as promised.

At that time, he didn't expect that this girl was more stubborn than he imagined, so stubborn that he didn't know what to do.

If she said she likes him, then she really likes him. Whether it's messing around or taking him by force, it's the most direct way. burned into his life.

When she fought desperately for him, when she learned about Shi Qizhi's death and broke down and went mad, he was helpless.Then when he woke up again, he got the news of her death from Wan Qi.

It is said that the ashes were wiped out, and there was no body left. Kamui was present at the time, and he bluntly said that Sakata Gintoki was distraught.

He had only seen Yinshi's distraught appearance once, that is, in the year Yoshida Shoyo was executed.

Come to think of it, that man who was as proud as a white yaksha had bonds of different meanings with him.

He failed to go to Twelve's funeral. In fact, even if he recovered from his serious injuries, he definitely didn't have the courage to send her for the last time.

I've never felt so cowardly.

Yinshi entrusted Gui to send him a booklet, without signature or remarks, and it was delivered to him so naturally.There are dozens of pages in the booklet, and every page is a lifelike pencil drawing, and all of them are drawn by him.

The one who smokes, the one who is lost in thought, the one who frowns, the one who sneers, each one has a different charm.

The last page depicts two people. The curly-haired girl is kneeling on the bed, wrapping gauze over the man's left eye. The girl's eyelashes are drooping, and there seems to be a smile on her lips.

The scene at that time is still in front of his eyes, but he no longer wants to remember it.

——"Takasugi, remember, I will never appear in your memory as a substitute, so when you think of me in the future, it should be entirely because of the name Sakata Twelve Hime!"

In the end, he chose to push her away resolutely, and refused to even give her the answer. He said he owed her a favor, but now, he didn't even pay her back.

Where to recall.

Gao Shan raised her hand and turned the booklet to the last page again, where there was the name written in her own handwriting, exactly the same as before: Twelve Ji Ji.

He carefully folded the portrait and put it in the booklet, then took a deep breath on the cigarette, and slowly brought the burning pipe close to the edge of the paper.

The moment the flame ignited was extraordinarily bright, and the sketched portraits faded away with the fire, until they turned into ashes and rose in front of them.

Probably an illusion, at that moment, I suddenly heard Qingyue's female voice sounding behind me, as full of scorn as before.

"Takasugi!"

Takasugi turned his head abruptly, but he saw nothing after all. He was silent for a long time, covered his gauze-wrapped left eye with his fingers, and suddenly laughed softly at himself.

Since you insist on missing it, why bother to ask for anything extravagantly.

The past is gone.