[Lord Gintama] Overlooking the Throne

Chapter 10

"Cage seam, cage seam

caged bird

when can i come out

just before the dawn

The crane and the turtle slipped and fell

Who is behind you? "

Under the beautiful cherry tree, squatting a purple-haired girl who was stacking pebbles, singing "The Bird in the Cage" over and over again, still far away, so Yoshida Chiha couldn't see her face clearly.

"Ah, you are here." Noticing the girl's arrival, the purple-haired girl stood up, the stones that had been piled up suddenly collapsed, and rolled to her feet, with her hands behind her back, her voice was cheerful, "You Why don't you come to listen to the story? Where did I go when I told you the last time?"

"I never said I would come to listen to the story..." Seeing that the girl was talking to herself, Yoshida Chiha couldn't help but argue.

"Eh—is that so?" The girl prolonged her voice, and the girl seemed a little disappointed. "But I'm the only one here. If you don't listen to me, I'm going to be bored to death."

"..." That has nothing to do with her.

The cherry blossoms rustled and fell, flying all over the sky, and fell into the clear stream from time to time, fluttering, like clouds falling from the sky.

Looking at the flying and circling petals, Yoshida Chiu held a stalemate with the girl for a while, but finally had to compromise and said: "Then tell me, I will go back after the dream is over anyway."

"Yeah." Nodding happily, the girl propped her chin with her nephrite-like index finger, thought for a while and then tilted her head and said, "Last time I seemed to talk about being abandoned in an orphanage, suffering from torture every day." The bullied little girl finally met a pair of kind and gentle parents, right?"

"..."

Putting her hands behind her back, the girl lowered her head and kicked the stones, but her voice didn't decrease at all, as if it was in her ear, and told the story: "Meeting such a good pair of adoptive fathers Adoptive mother, the little girl is really happy, very happy, very happy, so happy that she can't eat or sleep every day, and feels that she is really lucky to meet such a pair of good parents.

The little girl's adoptive father is a successful businessman. He has a lot of entertainment every day, but he has never neglected his family because of the entertainment. No matter how late it is, he will take time to accompany the little girl and his family. Madame, and her adoptive mother, is also an elegant and gentle woman who always pays attention to the little girl. She never lets the little girl do heavy work at home, and will send many, many people to protect the little girl outside, fearing that the little girl will get hurt Got lost.

Those little girls who have grown up under the discrimination of others have never felt the warmth. When she got all this, she felt how lucky she was in her life. She is the most beautiful girl in the world. Happiness is also the luckiest girl, but just when the little girl's happiness reached its climax, she began to be afraid again, and she was so panicked that she couldn't sleep every night, because ah, the little girl had a secret, A little secret that no one knows..."

The voice suddenly dropped, and under Yoshida Chiha's suspicious gaze, the girl turned around and said with a smile: "It's almost dawn, you should go back quickly, or that idiot with the wig will make a joke again."

"Eh?" Yoshida Chiha was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth, and was about to say something, but the girl touched her lips with her index finger, made a gesture of silence and said, "You can't ask, why don't we meet again next time?" I won't tell you this story any longer."

Although I don't know where the confidence came from, Yoshida Chiha was convinced that the girl would definitely do what she said, and she couldn't say anything in the end.

Seeing the girl walking away with three turns, the purple-haired girl pinned her wind-disturbed hair behind her ears with her hands, looked at the blue sky that seemed to be washed by water, and said softly, with a strange tone: "The girl's secret Ah, there is an evil ghost living in her heart, and she can't control it no matter what she does...a man-eating evil ghost."

Yoshida Chiha has always thought Katsura Kotaro is an idiot.

It's just that when she woke up dizzy and dizzy from being shaken, and saw the instigator Katsura Kotaro tearfully chanting "Qianyu, are you dead, Qianyu?" ?

"Wigger, I'm not dead yet, can you let me go first?" Yoshida Chiha remained expressionless.

"It's not a wig, it's Gui!" Kei Kotaro stared at Yoshida Chiha for a long while with the same serious rebuttal, until she gave a fake cough uncomfortably, and then suddenly realized, "Just now Chiha was playing with me Wooden man, right? Because I can’t wake you up, Qian Yu, why don’t we play it again, and I’ll go out first and knock on the door again.”

"..." Forget it, it's natural for You Shunran to be so stupid, she can't discriminate, she has to learn to get used to it, before Katsura Kotaro continued to be stupid, Yoshida Chiha grabbed his sleeve and said, "Stop making trouble, I'm not playing with you as a wooden man, why did you come to me early in the morning, if you can't say anything, I want you to play with a wooden man for the rest of your life."

"..." Although he didn't understand the meaning of the girl's words at all, Gui Xiaotaro, who suddenly felt a chill, nodded honestly and replied, "Teacher Songyang told us to go over, he has something to say. "

"..." For such an important matter, he should have said it from the beginning, right?

After getting acquainted with the tsundere junior high school Shinsuke Takasugi and the off-line meatball controller Katsura Kotaro in the Matsushita Village School, Yoshida Chiha felt that her patience tank had dropped greatly, and one day she would not be able to maintain her illusion of Yamato Nadeshiko. !

Because of Katsura Kotaro's fault, when Yoshida Chiha hurried to the yard, Yoshida Shoyo had already left.

"You woke up really early." So Shinsuke Takasugi, who is a master controller, satirized Yoshida Chiha with no expression.

"..." Yoshida Chiha, who was wronged, did not refute this time, but looked at the green path leading down the mountain with puzzled eyes, "Teacher, why is he going down the mountain?"

"The villagers at the foot of the mountain said that ghouls appeared in the mass grave, please ask Ms. Songyang to take a look." Shinsuke Takasugi pursed his lips and explained casually, but his slightly frowned eyebrows revealed his innermost thoughts Nervous and dissatisfied.

"Ghoul?" An extremely weird emotion occupied her thoughts, Yoshida Chiha's eyes flickered slightly, and she subconsciously repeated the word.

"Ghouls are monsters in Arabian legends that feed on the flesh and blood of the dead or young children. What's wrong?" Shinsuke Takasugi glanced at Chiha Yoshida, who was clearly in a strange mood, and asked.

"Ah, it's nothing." Shaking his head and suppressing the inexplicable emotion in his heart, Yoshida Chiha looked at the path leading down the mountain and said worriedly, "I'm just a little worried about Mr. Songyang, after all... Human monsters are scary, aren’t they?”

"Teacher will not lose to that kind of monster. Your worry is completely unnecessary." Although he was also worried, Takasugi Shinsuke said verbally without showing weakness at all, and then changed the subject, "Don't think about it ,Go to eat quickly."

"Hmm..." Yoshida Chiha nodded, and when Shinsuke Takasugi said to eat, there was a moment of hesitation in his eyes.

She is different from others.

This incident was discovered by Chiha Yoshida when he ate for the first time. When everyone was eating those simple but nutritious meals with relish, Chiha Yoshida, who had just had a mouthful of porridge, covered her mouth and hurriedly He rushed out, leaned against the wall and vomited.

A strange fishy smell surged in her mouth, like the smell of mud in the rainy season, with rotting corpses of ants lurking inside.

Just thinking about it makes me sick.

"Qianyu." A sigh-like voice sounded in her ears, and Yoshida Shoyo, who followed out because of worry, looked at the girl who was pale with retching, and showed an apologetic expression, "Is it not to your liking?"

"I'm fine, Mr. Songyang." With a reluctant smile, Yoshida Chiha took the water glass handed over by Yoshida Songyang, took a sip, suppressed the nausea surging in his stomach, and said, "Maybe it's because it's been too long. I'm not used to eating yet."

"Then I'll get you something light. Don't force yourself, but you have to eat a little bit, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it." At that time, Yoshida Shoyang comforted him.

Since then, Yoshida Chiha has never expressed her distaste for food.

Like the other children in the private school, she eats as usual, but after eating, she will hide in a place where no one is around, holding her throat and spitting out what she just ate.

It's not that I haven't tried not to spit it out, and let it be digested in the stomach.

That is, the feeling of being weak as if you are about to die.

Isn't she human?

But she clearly has a human appearance.

Is she human?

But half a month has passed since the day Yoshida Shoyo picked her up. She hasn't eaten a grain of rice except for a little water, but she doesn't feel hungry or tired.

She's...a monster in human skin, isn't that right?

……

"Thousand feathers! Thousand feathers?"

For Katsura Kotaro, a good student who loves to study, the appearance of Yoshida Chiha is undoubtedly a great convenience for him, because although Yoshida Chiha is only a student of Master Shoyo, he can quickly understand the knowledge taught by the teacher and draw inferences about other cases from one instance. .

So Katsura Kotaro, who came to Chiha Yoshida with a book as usual today, knocked on the door for a long time, but didn't get any response.

His eyes were puzzled, thinking of Katsura Kotaro, who also ate very little in Yoshida Chiha today, his mind was wide open. After thinking wildly about eight o'clock, he resolutely pushed open the door of the Japanese room and shouted: "No I can't think about it, Chiba!"

The wind whistled into the room through the half-open window, blowing the papers on the table into a mess.

In the spotless Japanese room, full of sunlight, the lights are strange, but there is no one there.