[Gintama] Three Thousand Worlds Killed by Crows

"Disciples of Yoshida Shoyo, what can you protect? In the end, you can't hold anything in your hands." The green-skinned celestial being wearing a bamboo hat looked at them, with a smile of contempt and sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.That seems to have happened yesterday, but in fact, five years have passed since the war against barbarians.

Yoshida Sara lowered his eyebrows, looked at the lines on his palm, and slowly closed his eyes.What was wrong with what he said?Those partners from private schools, how many are left now?Yinshi, Kotaro, and Chenma don't know where they are now.Even Jinsuke... Thinking of the back of that man standing alone in the snowy night, Yoshida Sara couldn't help but dim his eyebrows.

That person walked steadily every step, but Yoshida Sharo felt that every step was like walking on thin ice that was on the verge of breaking, and every step was full of sadness and determination.

"Sara, don't hate." The man with silver-gray hair and a warm smile in his memory will never come back.The man who taught them the way of swordsman and taught them many truths, his years will always stay in the best years.Her adoptive father, named Yoshida Shoyo, would never come back. Because of the incompetence of the shogunate, he was beheaded by the sword, and the only thing they tried their best to get back was the bloody head that would never smile again.Yoshida Sara's hands under the sleeves were clenched into fists, and her nails were deeply pierced into the flesh, and she didn't seem to feel any pain.Father, how can we not hate it?

"Smiles are beautiful, I hope that Sara and Tsukihime can always smile like this, and they will always be so happy and carefree." Yoshida Sara leaned on the pillar behind him, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his father's words Words still seemed to be ringing in my ears.That day was also such a bright moon.In my memory, the man with silver-gray hair had soft eyebrows and eyes, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his hand to rub his and Yue Ji's hair, and said so.

Happy and carefree?Since your father died, such a pure and happy smile can no longer exist on me and Yue Ji.Did you know that not long after hearing the news of your death, Tsukihime also... Yoshida Sara sighed with a sad look on her face.If you are still here, you should worry about us again.It seems like we haven't been able to put your mind at ease.

Father, I buried Yueji by your side, so that you won't be alone.And... Yoshida Sara reached out and flipped through the Tarot card in his hand, the pattern on the card was hard to see clearly in the dim light in the corridor.However, Yoshida Sara stared at the card with focused eyes and vague expectations.

Although I don't know why the divination back then went wrong, but Yoshida Sara always believed in the result of the divination, and believed that Tsukihime Shimizu would come back one day.That's why Yoshida Sara resisted all opinions and insisted on burying Tsukihime Shimizu instead of cremating her.After all, both of them are time-travelers, so unimaginable things have happened, so why shouldn't miracles be worth looking forward to?

Father, when you entrusted Yueji to Yin, you entrusted me to Jinzhu, did you expect the current situation.Yoshida Sara looked at the courtyard in front of him, and sighed faintly.The environment is quiet and elegantly furnished.Shinsuke Takasugi did not treat Yoshida Sara badly, but it was too lonely to live alone in this courtyard.

"Sara, don't hate." The last words of Yoshida Shoyo were like a gap between Yoshida Sara and Takasugi Shinsuke.Shinsuke Takasugi kept his teacher's words "Jinsuke, I entrust Sara to you." He never neglected Sara Yoshida, but he was also reluctant because of the last words Yoshida Shoyo asked him to bring to Sara Yoshida. Pull Yoshida Sharo into the endless hell that will never be restored.

But Yoshida Sara kept his father's last words in mind, and struggled every night between the screams of the beast in his heart and his father's last words, and watched the back of Takasugi Shinsuke's departure year after year.He understands her contradictions and struggles, and she understands his pain and mourning.So they've been standing on both sides of the divide, neither taking a step forward from each other.Five years have passed since the end of the war against barbarians.

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"Sara." The man with light gray hair softly called her name.The girl next to him with eyebrows and eyes similar to the man held Yoshida Sara's hand with a smile on her face.The corner of Yoshida Sara raised his mouth, and ran briskly in the direction of Yoshida Shoyo.However, before she ran to the man, the Matsushita private school behind the man was instantly reduced to ashes in the flames.The smiling figure of the man disappeared without a trace, only a bloody head with closed eyes remained on the floor alone.

"Tsukihime..." Yoshida Sara instinctively wanted to hold the girl's hand tightly, but when he lowered his head, he could only see a girl with silver-gray hair and a face similar to Yoshida Shoyo's, with her eyes closed, lying on the bed covered in blood. in his arms.In the huge space, reflecting the firelight all over the sky, I can only hear the sad and crying voices of my father's students: "Mr. of helplessness.

Blood, blood everywhere, it seemed that even the ground under his feet was soaked in the dark color of blood.The former classmates fell one by one, Yoshida Sara seemed to only see the bright red of blood in front of his eyes.More and more bones, friends who won't come back.Yoshida Sara only felt that the hatred and sadness surging in his chest were about to drown him.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill them! Kill them all! It's their fault that father and Yue Ji will die! It's all their fault that the partners will sacrifice! Kill! Kill! Kill them all! All of them." It seemed that there was no other color except bright red in his eyes, and the beast in his chest kept roaring, and it seemed that only the word "kill" appeared in Yoshida Sharo's mind.

Day and night, the unstoppable hatred that gnawed at the heart and lungs in his chest was like the roar of a wild beast in the dark, endlessly.

Yoshida Sara leaned on his chest, sat up, panting continuously.The underwear she was wearing and the sheet she was sitting on had already been soaked in cold sweat.After a long time, Yoshida Sharo released himself from the dark corner of the dream.She held her hand vigorously, closed her eyes, and kept saying to herself, "Don't hate, don't hate, these are the last words my father ordered.It took a long time before I calmed down.

"Come on, let's go home." This sentence used to be the one that supported them to walk through the sea of ​​blood and raise their swords to the sky.But now it has become Yoshida Sara's eternal nightmare, which is heart-wrenching.

Without his father's last words, and knowing that his father's wish is by no means to destroy the world, Yoshida Sara's madness might not be as crazy as Takasugi Shinsuke.

"I'm really surprised that the music in Ms. Yakushi's soul is so crazy." A few years ago, Kawagami Wanqi, who saw Yoshida Sara for the first time, said that, but was quickly stopped by Takasugi Shinsuke.

"Wan Qi, don't say unnecessary words."

Takasugi Shinsuke understands her and doesn't want to cause her troubles, Yoshida Saura understands that kind of heart.However, Heshang Wanqi was right, Jin Zhu.Yoshida Sara stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, but tears still flowed from between his fingers.I understand such a crazy and suppressed mood by myself.

Since the appearance of Wanqi Kawakami at that time, Shinsuke Takasugi appeared in front of Sara Yoshida less and less.The matter of sending supplies and money to Yoshida Sara every month was gradually handed over to Kawagami Wanqi.I don't want to cause trouble for each other, so I choose to stay away. Even if I understand, I still feel sad and desolate.

Not long ago, Yoshida Sara brushed the guqin with such a mood.Yoshida Shoyo taught the students how to play the shamisen, but for some reason Yoshida Sara’s shamisen has always been mediocre, and the best thing she played was the guqin taught by her mother.Yoshida Sara doesn't like to touch the piano. This habit was formed after Yoshida Shoyo and Shimizu Tsukihime passed away one after another.There are always too many emotions revealed in the sound of the piano unconsciously, too many emotions that both disturb myself and the people who hear it.

At the end of the song, the sudden applause of "Pa Pa Pa Pa" brought back Yoshida Sara's thoughts.Looking back, the man who caught his eyes was wearing earphones. He was Wanqi Heshang who often came here.Yoshida Sara lowered his eyes and frowned, was he really too lax?Now that the war against barbarians is over, I don't even notice that someone has come in.That's not okay.

"Mr. Wanqi, you seem to be here early?" Yoshida Saura rolled up the sleeves of his kimono, knelt down opposite Heshang Wanqi, and handed the brewed tea to Heshang Wanqi.

"If I hadn't come here early today, I wouldn't have heard Miss Sara's unique piano sound." Wanqi Heshang held up the teacup, "The tone is sad and strong, with tolerance and gentleness, which matches the image of Miss Sara."

Yoshida Sara pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and glanced at the street not far away, with a slight sense of loss in her eyes. "Jin helps him..." The words started, but Yoshida Saura himself didn't know how to go on, so what can he do if he knows?

"I don't understand, since I'm reluctant, why doesn't Ms. Sara stand beside Jinsuke? Ms. Sara has the ability, doesn't she?" Kawagami Wanqi put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Yoshida Sara.Yoshida Sara couldn't see his expression behind the sunglasses, but he could feel the seriousness of the questioner.

How did I answer Heshang Wanqi at that time?Yoshida Sara sat in the darkness, propped his head up, and tilted his head in thought.Yes, that's the answer.

"Because...'Don't hate.' That was my father's last entreaty. The words of important people cannot be ignored anyway."

"I don't think that Miss Sara's father wants you to be in the current situation. Does Miss Sara know what she wants? It's getting late, so I'm leaving." Wanqi Heshang left, and his Yoshida Sara remembered that question in his heart.

What do you want?In the darkness, Yoshida Sara held his hand and stood up slowly.It's time to make a decision, take a step, or settle down.

A few days later, the letter left by Yoshida Sara was delivered to Takasugi Shinsuke.At that time, there was no trace of Yoshida Sara in the house that Takasugi Shinsuke bought for Yoshida Sara.

"Jin Zhu, recently I have been thinking about what I want. The more I think about it, the more I feel that I have been in such a daze for five years, and I can't go on like this. I want to see the world. This father once thought about it Take a step forward, or stay in this corner, I always have to make a decision. Don’t come looking for me, I always believe that we will meet again when we should meet.”

Shinsuke Takasugi held the cigarette stick, leaned against the wall behind him, and was silent for a while. "Wan Qi, you talk too much."

"Jin Zhu, don't you want Miss Sara to be by your side?"

Takasugi Shinsuke didn't look back, he just looked at the full moon in the sky, wondering what he was thinking...