Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 777: : Can’t you hear me?

What's the point of war...?

Just after a battle was over, on the battlefield full of corpses and the smell of blood, Jiang Cheng, who had just won his first victory in the war against foreigners, stood here quietly, his clothes had long since been stolen by the enemy. The blood was soaked, and the blood was almost dry.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and quietly looked at the corpse of a boy named Shan Tai beside his feet. Just before he went to the battlefield, this classmate who had known each other from Matsushita Village School and had been with him for nearly ten years was still boasting. How many military exploits can I make in this battle, I will definitely save the teacher, and then I will definitely change the country...

Jiang Cheng raised his head, looking at the gloomy sky with bewildered eyes. In the forest not far from the battlefield, there were his friends who had just won a big victory and were cultivating in place.

Strangely, not a single person showed a happy expression in this battle, which was won with less and with less. Because everyone is the same, losing the most important thing the first time.

The war... probably won't stop. Whether it's taking someone's life or being taken, it's actually the same. Just start losing and taking away...then the war will never stop.

The only way to make the war stop completely is that only one side is eaten up...

Jiang Cheng, who thought about it like this, would fight the toughest enemy alone every time in the next war, tearing and biting the enemy like a beast.

But...even so, it keeps losing.

Jiang Cheng, who had just ended a battle with a huge disparity in combat power, stepped into the camp and saw Yin Shi who was standing with his head bowed in front of several corpses covered with white cloth.

Looking at the very abrupt and unnatural green dragonfly embroidered on the gray sleeves exposed from the white cloth, Jiang Cheng remembered that classmate named Inoue who had been with each other for many years and participated in the war together.

"Look! My little sister at home embroidered it for me before I left! Are you envious? You guys who don't have a sister, ahahahaha..."

"Yo! Uncle!"

"You don't want to hit my sister in the silver age!"

"Yo! Son!"

"Little Taro, stop hitting on my mom!"

"I didn't say that! Besides, what I like has never been the widow but the NTR! Jiang Cheng! Did you just learn how to speak from me?! Tianzhu——!"

"It's not me, it's Gao Zai."

"Takasugi! I didn't expect you to have such hobbies! Last time I bought a magazine, I accidentally bought an extra copy of the widow's book, how about a 20% discount for you?"

"You first give me the money you borrowed from me to buy the magazine, wig."

"It's not a wig, it's Gui——!"

……

After that, one by one... keep losing, keep taking, and the war goes on.

Then... new companions join, repeated losses, repeated captures... the war never ends.

Lost, seize, lose, seize, lose, seize... Repeated countless times, Jiang Cheng, who forced himself to forget all of this, clenched his teeth tightly, clenched the sword in his hand, and kept moving towards a certain Running in the direction, all the time. But...

"I want to change this country!"

"I want to drive out all the gods!"

"I want to save the teacher! And change the world!"

"I want to see my sister get married!"

"I want to..."

“…”

Their voices won't go away!

When beheading the enemy, when sleeping, when eating, when in a daze, when drinking, when being dragged to Hualiu Street, when reading comics, when playing games...

"Can't you hear?"

One day, Jiang Cheng suddenly asked such a question. However, after seeing the unidentified expressions on everyone's faces, he shook his head and changed his tune.

"No, it's nothing, just nonsense."

After that, Jiang Cheng's "footsteps" slowed down a little bit, and he began to turn back constantly, keeping the wishes of those behind him in his heart.

[Maybe this is all that can be done. I have written down all your wishes, hopes, and expectations. Please continue to look at me. I will never… never forget. ]

……

Also on the small ship.

Standing in front of the window, Jiang Cheng, who had just recovered from his memories, murmured softly: "I never forgot..."

Zi Que, who was standing in front of the console, suddenly found something, and hurriedly said to Jiang Cheng: "Hey! The sign of that spaceship is..."

Jiang Cheng, who turned his face to the side, glanced at the ship with the Spring Rain Pirates' logo on the big screen, and then slowly turned around.

"Probably... I was preempted, but it's not bad. It's all for me anyway."

"Hello! You..."

Jiang Cheng didn't answer, he just walked unhurriedly towards the door.

……

This Spring Rain Pirates ship, the main control room.

Sit on a pile of pirate corpses, holding an umbrella and cocking Erlang's legs, Shenwei squinted and smiled at the figure that appeared after the automatic door opened - Jiang Cheng.

By the way, this Spring Rain pirate ship was going to Royang to hunt down Takasugi's faction, but it was cut off by a rabbit who somehow got separated from his 7th division.

Shenwei smiled and said, "I'm so sorry~ Uncle idiot, I accidentally took your job away~ But I don't need any rewards. After all, I've grown up too."

"Anyone..."

"Of course," said, Shenwei opened his eyes and looked straight at Jiang Cheng, "because... if I were with Afutu and the others, my uncle would be able to know my whereabouts anytime, anywhere. You really are a man whose desire to protect makes people feel disgusted, even though he is very moved~”

"Really? You can't tell from your expression at all. Then... don't get me wrong, Nobita. It was never meant to protect you, don't you think you need to be protected? It's not like you. ."

"Alala~ It's really sad to say that~ After all, I'm not yet twenty years old~ I heard that on earth, it's not twenty years old to be considered an adult? I'm still a complete child! "

"Idiot, it's already been changed to an eighteen-year-old adult."

"True or false?"

Jiang Cheng didn't answer, but looked at the big screen above the console in front of him: "But it seems that there is no need to say anything, I am a person who is not very good at preaching, and you are not a good listener. Adult preaching brat, our way of communicating... is just fighting."

From the moment he walked into the main control room, Jiang Cheng discovered that the spacecraft was heading for the nearest uninhabited planet.

……

On a desolate planet full of yellow sand and few green plants, one large and one small spacecraft slowly descended.

After the spaceship stopped, Jiang Cheng and Shenwei jumped from the hatch of Chunyu's spaceship and landed on the barren land of this planet.

Purple Queer stood at a distance from the two of them, watching them quietly.

Jiang Cheng raised his head, glanced at the stars in the sky, and shook his head a little helplessly: "Hey, everyone knows that rabbits are active at night, so you choose directly in the eastern hemisphere at night, won't you? Too cunning?"

"Isn't it a matter of course for the elders to let the younger generation?" Shenwei still smiled and held his umbrella in his hand, "Counting three, two, and one, let's start. Three!"

Shenwei stormed up and rushed directly to Jiang Cheng.

"Are you so cunning?!" Jiang Cheng blocked Shenwei's blow and slid back several meters, "Come on! Nobita! Let me see your progress!"

Just as the battle between Jiang Cheng and Shenwei started, a battle had just started on the planet named Luoyang, and the two sides of the battle were - Takasugi and Oboro.

……

Laoyang, a planet that is shrouded in haze most of the time and rains unusually often.

Just like now, the light rain is close.

An abandoned monastery on a low slope. This is an emergency gathering place known only to the Ghost Soldiers and the cadres of the Seventh Division.

Takasugi, who was lying in a room, slowly opened his eyes, and then, without stopping, he sat up and slowly got up.

"I can hear it, Jiang Cheng. Like you, I have always been able to hear it." Takasugi whispered to himself

Strangely, Takasugi didn't put on the purple yukata he was used to wearing.

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"Mr. Takasugi!"

A few members of the Ghost Soldier team opened the door and shouted, "You're finally awake!"

After putting on a piece of clothing that he hadn't worn in ten years, Takasugi hung his knife around his waist. After finishing his clothes, he turned around and walked towards the door, while casually answering: "Ah, if we don't wake up, we'll sleep until it's over, we should go."

"But the whereabouts of Mr. Wanzhai and Ms. Yuzi are unknown..."

"Don't worry over there, come with me."

Speaking, Takasugi stepped out of the door of this room and came to the courtyard of the temple.

In an instant, a group of surviving ghost soldiers gathered around.

Takasugi gently hooked the corner of her mouth and said, "Everyone, next... let me take you to meet your "seniors"..."

After finishing speaking, Takasugi hadn't even started yet, when she suddenly realized something, raised her head and looked over, only to see Hao standing on the fence, her eyes staring at herself lightly.

Takasugi raised the corners of his mouth and snorted softly: "Be it your own person~IndoMTL.com~ enemies or enemies, you really can be used by anyone, your good relationship is still as good as ever. I hate it, Jiang Cheng..."

Long asked lightly: "You, who have always had the same purpose as him, are you trying to hinder him now?"

"Ah, it's unfortunate that it's like this." Saying that, Takasugi drew the sword from her waist, "Because it feels like I've been underestimated by him all the time, so I'm not happy. Bearing everything alone? What a joke. ? I would never agree with...! Then, tell me all you know before you are completely killed by me!"

"There's nothing to say," Long pulled out his two knives and held them in his hands, "the only one who can save that lord, the only one who can completely change that country, the only one who can drag everything into hell. ...there is only one of him! You or me, it's too far! Even if we both got wings from the same man...but it's still too far!"

Chong!

Takasugi, who held the swords in both hands to block the hazy double swords, frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "The same man? Isn't the culprit who killed Yoshida Songyang right in front of me? His enemy... In front of me?!"

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