Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 792: : Perfect and incomplete.

Compared with Songyang, the students are more afraid of the obi who stands at the school gate every morning wearing a sports uniform to check attendance.

Not because of the scar on his face, but because the dean always has a straight face and rarely smiles.

It's not that she doesn't smile at all, but she always smiles behind her back.

Until one student stumbled across the dean looking at the students' progressing sports score sheets and smiling reassuringly behind the students' backs, all the students thought the dean couldn't smile at all.

After this, I realized that the dean just didn't like to laugh in front of the students, just pretended to be serious.

Luo's physical education class is always very strict, and the students' physical fitness will be strictly required and very serious.

So the students always turn to the more gentle Songyang to watch the class during the physical education class, in an attempt to make Oboro lower his standards in this way.

But...it doesn't work.

……

When Jiang Cheng came to this remote elementary school in the deep countryside, he was wearing a sports suit with a whistle tied around his neck and was leading a dozen students to physical education on the playground.

"One second to the full score, keep working hard."

"Hey—" the student who had just finished running took a long note, "I've worked really hard."

"Not hard enough, try again!"

This iron-faced Hades has no sympathy at all.

Songyang, who was on the side, seemed a little disgusted, and came out and said, "That... the students have worked hard, so today will be..."

"Don't get in the way! Songyang! This is my gym class!

They obviously have more energy left! It's too early to give up!

I can do my best, but because I'm slack, I will never allow it as a PE teacher! "

Songyang just smiled bitterly.

My eldest disciple has really grown up, and even the teacher dared to discipline him, and he left himself speechless.

But...

Boom! !

After smashing Hao into Mother Earth's arms with a fist, Songyang, who felt that something that had been suppressed for a long time was released, smiled and pointed an index finger at the students.

"The physical education teacher suddenly fell ill, so today's physical education class, let's play together~"

“Hi——”×n

"No! This is my gym class!" Without losing consciousness, Hao said with a serious face.

A certain elementary school student reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Songyang, do it again, it's almost the same."

Looking at the noisy teachers and students in the school, Jiang Cheng felt a little emotional, but he didn't have much nostalgia and reluctance, turned around and left slowly.

At the same time, Songyang, who was playing with the students to turn the flower rope, suddenly felt something, stopped what he was doing, and started to look outside the empty school gate.

……

A few days later, Jiang Cheng, carrying a bottle of wine, came to a cemetery that had only been repaired in recent years.

In the past, this place was just a mass grave, where many of Jiang Cheng's former partners were buried.

"Inoue, your sister married a nice man. Although I didn't go to the wedding for you, Gao Zai and the others went."

"Santa, the teacher has also returned."

"And this country has been saved."

"The world has also changed."

"Your long battle... is finally over."

Jiang Cheng passed one tombstone without a name, whispering the names of his former partners.

No one would have thought that this man, who can't even remember the names of women, could remember the names of so many partners so clearly, or that... he never forgot.

Everyone's name here is not just an ordinary name for Jiang Cheng, but a fresh life.

Jiang Chengcheng is such a contradictory person. He is clearly a murderer who kills without blinking an eye, but he values ​​life more than anyone else.

It was almost dusk, and Jiang Cheng had only the last glass of wine left.

"I'll give myself the last cup."

……

In this era, there are some people who are not in a hurry to put the sword in their hands, such as Takasugi and his ghost soldiers.

In this new era, there are still many hidden threats, such as some of the shogun's slippery fish that Sasaki missed at the time.

They are hiding in the corners of this country, holding back because they are too weak, and even secretly colluding with the gods and men who are dissatisfied with the new government of the earth.

What Takasugi and the Ghost Soldiers have been doing in recent years is to voluntarily pursue and deal with such guys.

Perhaps for this country, there is no need for anyone to do this now, but Takasugi still did not put down the sword and the obsession in his heart.

Probably feel that I can't do anything, so I want to fill the regrets and vacancies in my heart.

……

Just passing by Takasugi, I came to the cemetery.

This is also Takasugi's first time here.

Looking at those former comrades-in-arms, Takasugi just stood silently.

Takasugi didn't understand until it was over five years ago.

Fifteen years ago, on the day of the end of the war against foreigners, when the four of them stood in front of the graves of their comrades in arms full of swords, and walked away in four directions without looking back as if they had made an appointment, It's not just you who make up your mind.

And such a fool.

It's just that he never showed it.

It would be great if... I was aware of it at that moment.

He definitely looked back at that time, just like himself, but...missed.

Takasugi, who slowly retracted his thoughts, turned around slowly, and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a back figure that was gradually receding not far away.

An unexpectedly similar back to that person.

Although Takasugi wanted to catch up for a moment, he finally stopped.

That person...

No longer available.

……

Jiangcheng returned to Edo and returned to Kabukicho.

He was about to make his way to the last stop of this extraordinary time travel, but before he could start, the chilly raindrops hit the ground in front of him.

A few seconds later, the light rain fell, and in a short while, Jiang Cheng's hair and shoulders were wet.

But he didn't care, he lifted his foot and walked towards his destination, but at this moment, a somewhat worn umbrella was thrown at Jiang Cheng's feet.

"It's just a broken umbrella that has been abandoned for a long time. If you don't dislike it, take it. Otherwise, you will catch a cold."

In the bookstore on the side, Jiang Hua, who was standing at the counter smoking a cigarette, spoke softly.

"Ah...thank you."

As Jiang Cheng bent down and picked up his umbrella, he thanked him softly.

……

The last place Jiang Cheng came to was not the old Yoshihara, but a small cemetery not far from Yoshihara.

In the light rain, Jiang Cheng, holding an umbrella and standing in front of two tombstones, looked softly at the tombstones with the names of "Jiang Cheng" and "Yue Yong" engraved on them.

"What a stupid woman..."

Jiang Cheng whispered to himself, and there seemed to be some tenderness and complaints in his voice with some emotion.

"Are you an acquaintance?"

From the side came the sound of the sun wheel.

"Ah, that's right."

"It's been more than two years." Sun Wheel, who walked step by step with a cane in one hand and an umbrella in the other, spoke with a bit of relief.

Besides is the thirteen-year-old Harita who is holding an umbrella and holding two bouquets of flowers and a bottle of wine, who has clearly grown a lot.

"Is it..."

"Ah," Sun Lun came to Yueyong's tombstone with a smile in his eyes, "but for this child, this is also the ending he expected. After all, some things no longer need to be protected by their own hands. , so at the end of the day, I can resolutely walk to the person I love without any worries."

Jiang Cheng didn't answer, just quietly looked at the tombstone in front of him.

Put down the cane, crouched down on the sun wheel, took the bouquet in the hands of Harita who was silent, and placed them in front of the two tombstones.

Looking at the sun wheel who had finished all this and poured two more glasses of wine, Qingta hurriedly reminded: "Mom! One glass is enough! If Sister Yueyong drinks, it will be a very serious situation!"

"That's just like the two of them, right?" Sun Lun covered his face with a smile, "Even in that kind of place, those two wouldn't get along in harmony."

Qingta curled her lips: "That's what I said... But don't you think Brother Jiang Cheng is a little pitiful? In hell, I have to face the drunkard sister Yueyong or something..."

...it's really pathetic.

Jiang Cheng agreed silently in his heart.

"It's alright, isn't that what they like? I forgot that when the two of them were still alive, Yueyue often deliberately went to Jiang Chengsang's room to drink alcohol and reappeared the next day."

Huh? What's the meaning? What does this woman mean by doing that? what did she do to me? Is she that type?

Qingta blushed and reminded: "Don't talk about this kind of thing! There are still outsiders here! In other words, there is a son who has just entered adolescence!"

"However, these two people are also half-hearted, and they didn't show their intentions until the last moment. One person just wants to fulfill the mission he imposed on himself again and keeps rejecting it, and the other person just refuses. I just want to be by the side of the one I love, even if **** is ahead. In the end, I'm still arguing every day..."

……

It's been a long time since Harita and the sun wheel have gone~IndoMTL.com~ Jiang Cheng is still standing alone in front of the tombstone, standing for a long time without moving.

"How? This future."

After hearing Xiaoyu's voice and the sound of footsteps, Jiang Cheng raised his head and sighed softly: "Ah, it's really a good future, it's a dream-like future that I hope for. Ah~ I have no regrets, send me back, Xiaoyu."

"Really do nothing?"

“Why do what?”

"Lord Jiang Cheng, you... don't you ask what happened after you woke up? Or, you already know?"

"For the time being... that's it." After speaking, Jiang Cheng glanced down at his body, "After all, I feel the sense of disobedience in my body now, so I'm really patient, and it has been lurking for so long... "

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