May Be the Fake Gintama - Chapter 777: : Can't you hear me?

War… what’s the point?

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 quietly here. His clothes had long been soaked with the blood of the enemy. 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 that he could absolutely How many military exploits you have made in this battle will definitely save the teacher, and will definitely change the country…

Jiang Cheng, who raised his head, looked 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 situ.

Strangely, not a single person showed a happy expression because of this battle, which was won with less and at little cost. 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 stop the war completely is if only one side is eaten up…

Thinking like this, Jiang Cheng 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 in white cloth.

Looking at the very abrupt and unnatural green dragonfly embroidered on the gray sleeves exposed in 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! Big uncle!”

“Ginshi, stop hitting on my sister!”

“Yo! Son!”

“Little Taro, stop hitting on my mother!”

“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.”

“Not a wig is Gui-!”

…

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

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

Lost, seized, lost, seized, lost, seized… Repeated countless times, Jiang Cheng, who forced himself to forget all of this, gritted his teeth, clenched the sword in his hand, and kept running in a certain direction. ,always. but…

“I want to change this country!”

“I want to drive all the gods out!”

“I want to save the teacher! Then change the world!”

“I want to see my sister get married!”

“I think…”

“…”

Their voices can’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, it’s just nonsense.”

After that, Jiang Cheng’s “steps” slowed down a little bit, and he began to keep turning his head, keeping all the wishes of those behind him in his heart.

[Maybe this is the only thing 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. 】

…

Still on that small ship.

Standing in front of the window, Jiang Cheng, who had just recovered from his memories, murmured softly, “I never forgot…”

Standing in front of the console, Zique 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 lightly at the ship with the Spring Rain Pirates logo on the big screen, and then slowly turned around.

“Probably… I was preempted by someone, but it’s not bad. It’s all for me anyway.”

“Hey you…”

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

…

The main control room on the ship of the Spring Rain Pirates.

Sitting on a pile of pirate corpses, holding an umbrella and holding 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 go to Luoyang 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 stole your job~ But the reward is no longer needed, after all, I’ve grown up too.”

“Anyone…?”

“Of course,” Shenwei said, opening his eyes and looking straight at Jiang Cheng, “because… if I’m still with Afutu and the others, my uncle will be able to know my whereabouts anytime, anywhere? He’s really a man whose desire to protect makes people feel sick, even though he’s moved too~”

“Really? You can’t tell from your expression at all. And then… don’t get me wrong, Nobita. It was never to protect you, don’t you think you need to be protected? It’s not like you.”

“Alara~ It’s really sad to say that~ After all, I’m not yet twenty years old~ I heard that on earth, you don’t have to be twenty to be considered an adult? I’m still a full-fledged child!”

“Idiot, it’s already been changed to an eighteen-year-old adult.”

“real or fake?”

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 one who can listen to adults. Kid, the way we communicate… it’s 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 out of Chunyu’s spaceship’s exit hatch and landed on the barren land of this planet.

Zi Que stood in the 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. Wouldn’t it be too cunning for you to choose directly in the eastern hemisphere at night? Some?”

“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, “Count three, two, and one to start. Three!”

Shenwei violently charged directly at Jiang Cheng.

“So cunning?!” Jiang Cheng blocked Shenwei’s blow and slid back a few meters, “Come on! Nobita! Let me see your progress!”

Just when 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.

…

Burning Sun, a planet that is shrouded in haze most of the time and rains very frequently.

Just like now, the light rain is close and non-stop.

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, 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 herself

But it was a little strange that Takasugi didn’t put on the purple yukata that he was used to wearing.

Chi-pull

“Mr. Takasugi!”

Hearing the noise in the house, only a few ghost soldiers left the door and shouted, “You finally woke up!”

After putting on a piece of clothing that he hadn’t worn in ten years, Gao Shan hung his own 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 Mr. Wanzhai and Miss Youzi are missing…”

“Don’t worry over there, come with me.”

Saying that, Takasugi stepped out of the door of the room and came to the courtyard of the temple.

In an instant, a group of surviving Ghost Soldiers surrounded them.

Gao Shan hooked the corners of his mouth gently and said, “Everyone, next… let me take you to meet your “seniors”…”

After finishing speaking, Takasugi hadn’t even started, and suddenly he noticed something again, raised his head and looked over, only to see that Hao was standing on the fence, his eyes staring at him lightly.

Gao Shan raised the corners of her mouth and hummed softly: “Be it your own person or your enemies, you really can be used by anyone, your good popularity is still as good as ever. I hate it, Jiang Cheng…”

Long asked lightly: “You, who had the same purpose with him from the beginning to the end, want to hinder him now?”

“Ah, it’s unfortunate that it’s like this.” Saying that, Takasugi pulled out the sword from his waist, “Because I feel like I’ve been underestimated by him all the time, so I’m not happy. Bearing everything alone? What a joke? I definitely Won’t 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… He’s only one! You or me, it’s too far away! Even if we all got wings from the same man… But it’s still too far apart!”

Clang!

Takasugi, who was holding the swords in both hands to block the two 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…isn’t right in front of me? ?!”

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