"Who are the creeps in RPGs! You silver-haired natural curly fool! Although Jiang Cheng was held by some friends, he was still unforgiving.

"Of course it's you! You cosmic endangered fool! Yinshi retorted without thinking.

"You're the creep in RPGs! No! You're not even a creep, at most you're only at the level of the weakest slime in the novice village for the protagonist to skillfully play! "Since meeting Yinshi and Songyang, Jiang Cheng's speed of speech has been getting faster and faster.

"Like a woman, there are always a few days a month, what qualifications do you have to say this!" Gintoki's mouth is also notoriously damaged.

"What qualifies a person who picks his nose twenty-four hours a day! Do you have your hands in your nostrils?! ”

"Can you stop for a moment?" Seeing that his challenge plan was almost in vain, Takasugi shouted, "In that case, you two should go together!" ”

After Takasugi finished speaking, the entire dojo fell silent, and everyone looked at him incredulously.

"What's wrong?" Takasugi was stared at and felt a little unnatural.

"Hey, there's a limit to arrogance, you short, purple-haired man." Yinshi held his forehead, "In that case, I'll accept your challenge." ”

"No, I'd better come, occasionally I want to talk to different people." Jiang Cheng then spoke up.

"No, I'll come." Gintoki refused.

"No, you should have let me come." Jiang Cheng did not budge in the slightest.

"I'll say it first!" Yinshi gritted his teeth and said.

"You say! Who are you going to compare yourself to! Jiang Cheng's gaze seemed to eat Gao Shan. At the same time, Gintoki looked at Takasugi with the same gaze.

"You can do anything! As long as I win against the two of you, I can challenge that man! As he spoke, Takasugi picked up a bamboo sword from the ground and set up his stance.

Seeing this, Yinshi instantly raised the bamboo sword in his hand and rushed out.

"Silver, is the foul good?!" Jiang Cheng complained.

"Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared! I'm sorry Jiang Cheng, I took the task of teaching this purple-haired short gentleman a lesson! Yinshi said that he had already set up a posture.

"Okay, I'll do it next time." Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, and took the opportunity to walk between the two and take the initiative to be the referee.

"So, let's go!"

After Jiang Cheng finished shouting, Yinshi and Takasugi rushed to each other in an instant......

By the time Takasugi woke up again, it was already afternoon.

"Really, I've never heard of kicking a gym to a private school." Songyang knelt next to Takasugi with his hands and said with a little helplessness, looking at the high shirt that looked at him, Songyang continued, "But fortunately, I was slightly injured. ”

Takasugi also sat up from the tatami mat at this time, "Actually, I wanted to fight with you, but I didn't expect to be ...... by that kind of goods" Takasugi said with his head down.

"You're already very strong, after all, you can compete with that kid at the time of the silver time." Songyang always had a faint smile on his face, "Kick the hall classmates." ”

"But I still lost." Takasugi said.

"Well, so, you can still get stronger." Songyang rightly said, "The winner gets self-satisfaction and arrogance at best." You've won something more meaningful than that. So there's no need for you to be embarrassed. ”

Looking at Takasugi, who was a little uncertain, Songyang pouted, "Moreover, that child, no, those two children are a little special." One is to survive...... The child who had to become stronger in order to survive, as for the other, he was born with great strength, and now he is only learning how to use this power. ”

"Did you pick them up too?" Takasugi asked.

"Who knows? It was a miracle that I met them in one day, and now it seems that it is difficult to say who picked up whom. Songyang shook his head slightly and replied.

"What can you do if you gather a group of imps who don't know their origin or nature, and teach them to read and learn swords? Do you think that kind of person can become a samurai? ”

Hearing this, Songyang turned his gaze to the door, "Well, who knows what will happen, I'm looking forward to it too." After speaking, Songyang retracted his gaze, and a pair of eyes narrowed.

"I'm counting on you to tell me." Takasugi complained.

"Is that so," Matsuyo said, standing up, and walking to the door, his hands behind his back to continue, "I also want to know, what exactly is a samurai?" Can you tell me? ”

"Aren't you a samurai yourself?!" Takasugi looked at Songyang's back and said with some excitement.

"Hmm...... At least not the samurai you might think. Matsuyo ignored Takasugi, who asked a question. "You want to say that there are certain qualifications required to become a samurai?" If you don't have a family to protect and a lord who can be loyal, you can't be a samurai, you think. ”

"But I don't think so, the so-called bushido is to restrain the weak self and gradually make it move towards a strong self-will. The key is to follow your own aesthetic consciousness and constantly improve and establish this ambition. Songyang looked at the blue sky, "So, whether it's them who are diligent and studious, trying to be a serious person, or you who came here to play in order to become stronger." In my opinion, they are all excellent samurai. ”

"Even if you don't have a lord to protect, you don't have a blade to fight," said Matsuyo, turning half of his body and looking at Takasugi, who was listening attentively, "As long as you establish your own bushido in your heart, everyone can become their own samurai." ”

After a pause, Songyang looked at the distant sky again, "It may be ...... to be able to witness the birth of one more samurai like this I may not be able to say that it was the bushido that I had established in my heart. You got here because you got lost, right, but so am I, and I'm still confused. ”

"But what about it? Sometimes troubled and sometimes confused, you just need to be the samurai you dream of. After saying that, Songyang showed his standard smile to Takasugi.

Takasugi was stunned, and these words quietly took root in Takasugi's heart from this moment on.

At this time, Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi were eavesdropping in a corner outside the room, and the two of them were not the ones who could be quiet when they got together, and the two were still pinching at this time.

But at a certain moment, the two suddenly saw a teenager standing outside the fence, and it was the same teenager with Takasugi that the two of them saw yesterday.

Sensing the gaze of the two, Gui did not hesitate and walked away directly.

"It turns out that guys with that kind of personality also have friends." Yinshi complained.

After Jiang Cheng heard this, he also stopped pinching each other with Yinshi, and stood in place thoughtfully.

But at this moment, the two suddenly felt a chill coming from behind them.

"What are you two doing here?" After hearing this, the two swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the same time......

The two of them each rubbed their little brains and looked at Takasugi, who was about to leave. Finally, Jiang Cheng didn't hold back and asked Gao Shan, "What's your name?" I'm Jiang Cheng, this silver-haired fool is Gintoki, Sakata Gintoki. ”

"Shinsuke, Shinsuke Takasugi." Takasugi said to the two before leaving.

……

Every day from that day on, Takasugi would come to Matsushita Village Juku to challenge, sometimes Gintoki, sometimes Eonari, but for a full month, Takasugi did not win against either of the two.

"Hey, he's stuck with Jijun (Xiao Gao), I can't bear to come every day." Looking at Gao Shan, whose face was full of injuries, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh and said.

"Who is Xiao Gao's classmate! Call me Takasugi or Takasugi Shinsuke, you guy! Besides! Are we that familiar?!! Takasugi complained as he got up from the ground.

Takasugi ignored Jiang Cheng's outstretched hand.

"It's really a bad character, Xiao Gao, but ......," Jiang Cheng said and looked at Gui who was peeking inside the door, "Don't hide, that Ponytail-kun." ”

"Ponytail-kun?" Gao Shan wondered, and followed Jiang Cheng's gaze, "It turned out to be Gui." ”

"Even if you are a person with a bad and smelly personality, you have friends who care, don't just stare at your eyes, you should also look behind you, Xiao Gao." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said.

"I don't remember being a friend of someone with such a bad personality and a bad stink." Katsura said and stepped through the door, "I'm Katsura, Katsura Kotaro, not Ponyo-kun." ”

"Soga, Zila, (I see, wig)," Gintoki walked over as he dug his nostrils.

"Purple Laganai, Cazirada! (It's not a wig, it's Katsura!) Why omit a pronunciation! Katsura retorted.

"What's the matter, one day you might be bald." Jiang Cheng took over the conversation.

"What does that mean?! What do you mean to be bald someday! Do you mean I'm going to be bald in the future?! And do you have to wear a wig if you become bald?! Gui clenched his fists and looked at Jiang Cheng and shouted.

"Ah, I'm angry," Jiang Cheng said casually, "I'm definitely going to be bald now, Wig-kun." ”

"It's not a wig, it's Katsura! Besides, who said that if you are angry, you will become bald! ”

"Forget it, don't be like him, wig." Takasugi patted Katsura on the shoulder.

"It's not a wig! It's Katsura!! Is that even you?! Takasugi! Gui shouted.

"Hey, you, what's going on with your swordsmanship? There is no order at all, and every time I think I can predict your next move, it turns out to be a different trick, why? Gao Shan ignored Gui, but looked at Jiang Cheng and asked.

"Awesome!" When Jiang Cheng heard this, his eyebrows immediately fluttered, "This is my complacent self-created swordsmanship, and Yinshi also gave it a domineering name." ”

"What's the name?" Takasugi couldn't help but ask.

"Blind [beep-] slash!"