novelonline Chapter 2599: Burn, my little universe!
Chapter 2599: Burn, my little universe!
Chapter 2599: Burn, my little universe!
For the first time in nearly a decade, night fell over Yoshiwara.
It's finally no longer the heavy, suffocating metal dome it used to be.
Instead, the moon was a silver hook, and the stars shone brightly.
The light traveled from those distant stars and shone directly on the rooftops of this 'Shangri-La'.
The shamisen music was unusually absent from the brothels and entertainment venues along the street today.
Upon receiving the news, the geishas leaned against the windows, quietly gazing up at the real night sky.
Some people quietly wiped away tears from the corners of their eyes, while others pointed at the stars and moon and cheered joyfully.
Although it was done in a painful and violent way.
But freedom eventually came.
At this moment, Sakata Gintoki has a lollipop in his mouth.
They were standing inside an undamaged room in the Night King's Pavilion.
Those dead fish eyes scanned back and forth across the seemingly revitalized bustling streets below.
He knew about the dark alleys where the celebratory lights couldn't reach.
Restless shadows are gathering.
It won't be long.
The vacuum of interests created by the absence of the "Night King" Fengxian will attract a large number of wolves and tigers that have smelled the scent of meat.
Or perhaps impatient stray dogs have already come knocking on the door.
"Gin-chan, a bunch of tattooed guys have come over here, saying they want to collect some kind of 'management fee,' aru."
Kagura's cheerful voice came from the landline phone on the table behind her.
The background sounds were the clear thuds of fists hitting flesh and screams of agony.
"But it's already been dealt with."
"Gintoki, someone has been caught stealing supplies in the eastern warehouse area."
At that moment, Shinpachi walked into the room and said, "Miss Tsukuyomi has already taken people over."
Gintoki clicked his tongue after hearing this, and took the lollipop off his finger and held it between his fingers.
He knew that defeating a demon king was never the end.
This is merely the prelude to the next wave of chaos.
To truly bring peace to this place, all its claws and fangs must be broken, so that no one dares to easily interfere again.
"New badge".
Gintoki suddenly turned around, pinching his chin with his right hand, his brows furrowed in a constipated, deep-thinking manner.
"I felt like I recognized those two people today."
Shinpachi Shimura pushed up his glasses, the lenses gleaming under the light.
"Are you referring to the two men in black who suddenly appeared and took away 'Night King'?"
“I was clearing out the remaining members of the party on the west side at the time, so I didn’t see them and can’t make a judgment.”
"Tsk, a guy in a black suit, wearing a black top hat, with a pigeon sitting on his shoulder."
"Seriously, what kind of retro mafia look is this?!"
Gintoki gestured with his hands as he described, "The other one is also in a black suit, but he's bigger, and his hair looks like two croissants stuck on his head."
"They all exuded an aura of 'I am a heartless killer'."
"The problem is that the 'big guy' also has a strange box."
He became more and more excited as he spoke: "With just one press, it went from the size of a wallet to a black box that can hold money."
"Then that lecherous old man, that huge lump, was sent inside."
"Isn't this just like the magic suitcase from 'Harry Potter'?"
"So at the time, I really thought it was the Ministry of Magic enforcing the law across dimensions!"
"How could there possibly be a Ministry of Magic, Gintoki!"
Shinpachi instinctively started to complain after hearing this, while his fingers habitually adjusted his glasses.
"Besides, 'Harry Potter' and our 'Gintama' aren't even from the same publisher."
"If we enforce this across different works, we can't even resolve the copyright disputes in the first place!"
"Anyway!"
Gintoki pulled out a piece of white paper and a pencil from somewhere, bent down, and started drawing on the table.
"That's roughly what it looks like."
After a while.
Shinpachi stared at the lines on the paper that were somewhere between abstract art and children's doodles.
His lips twitched involuntarily.
The so-called "man in black wearing a tall hat" looked like a stick figure with an upside-down flowerpot on his head.
The 'pigeon' on the shoulder was drawn as an egg with legs.
The 'Black Man with Bull Horns' is a larger stick figure with two twisted spirals extending upwards on its head.
"Gintoki, the thing you drew, the one perched on Tall Hat-kun's shoulder, looks more like a chicken, doesn't it?"
"It's a pigeon!"
Gintoki snapped, "Can't you see this is a dove, a symbol of peace, Shinpachi?!"
"Then why are pigeons' legs thicker than a human's body?"
That's not the point!
Gintoki poked at the paper with his pencil: "The key is the feeling! You know what a feeling is, right?"
"That aura of 'I am a ruthless government lackey'!"
"And they are indeed very strong."
"Eh----"
Shinpachi sighed and leaned closer to examine the soul-stirring painting.
After a long pause, he pushed up his glasses and hesitated, saying, "Putting aside the terrible drawing skills, this combination description... black suit, top hat, pigeon, horn-shaped hairstyle, plus the feeling of a so-called 'government agent'."
Shinpachi then abruptly looked up at Gintoki:
"Could it be Rob Lucci and Bruno from CP9 in 'One Piece'?!"
"Oh oh oh!!!"
Upon hearing this, Gintoki jumped up excitedly, clenching his left fist and slamming it heavily into his right palm.
His eyes were so bright they looked like he could eat a chocolate parfait twice a week.
"That's right!"
"It's those two from the Enies Lobby arc: Leopard Head and Stupid Cow!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression fell, turning into a look of disgust.
"So which random organization is doing cosplay this time?"
"Dressed like respectable people, but actually kidnapping lecherous old men?"
"and"
He suddenly straightened up and, from who knows where, instantly pulled out a straw hat and put it on his head.
Arms 'rubber-like' (actually just stretched out as much as possible) in a classic pose.
With his back to the street scene and starry sky of Yoshiwara, he shouted loudly:
"When it comes to accuracy, my portrayal of Luffy is clearly superior, you bastard!"
"I am the man who wants to become the Pirate King!"
Shinpachi stared at the naturally curly-haired girl in front of him, whose arms were trembling from the strained stretch, and remained silent for three seconds.
He took a deep breath and, with all his might, launched into a frantic rant:
"You're just wearing a straw hat, Gintoki!"
"And right now, the focus shouldn't be on why those two guys, who seem to be from CP9, are here and want to take the 'Night King' away?"
"On the other hand, if they really are CP9, then the problem is even more serious, isn't it?"
"That's a secret intelligence agency directly under the World Government!"
"Why would they come to Yoshiwara to arrest people from other works?"
"This is no longer a copyright issue; it's an international—no, a matter of interdimensional diplomacy!"
Gintoki clenched his fist and laughed excitedly, "Oh, oh, oh, it's burning! Shinpachi!"
"I can see your吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical) spirit is burning!"
"Of course, Gintoki!"
Shinpachi seemed to have gotten carried away, taking a step back and assuming the stance for the 'Pegasus Meteor Fist'.
"Burn, my little universe!"
"wrong!"
"The movements of the Pegasus Meteor Fist should be like this up to this point!"
Gintoki began waving his arms with utmost seriousness, giving on-the-spot instructions.
at the same time.
Yoshiwara, a bustling city during the day, gradually becomes shrouded in an eerie silence after nightfall.
A group of Yato warriors dressed in black robes and mandarin jackets, holding red umbrellas, each exuding a dangerous aura.
This team moved silently through alleyways and rooftops.
They do not participate in any fighting and turn a blind eye to the power struggles occurring below.
Like a precise hunting dog that focuses on searching for only one scent.
Kamui stood alone atop an abandoned tower in Yoshiwara.
The purple umbrella in her hand gleamed with a cool, clear light under the moonlight.
The smile on his face remained unchanged.
But there was no warmth in those deep blue eyes, only pure and cold killing intent.
The entire 7th Division, which was originally waiting on the warship, has been transferred here by him.
The objective was very clear: to find those two men in black.
Kamui murmured softly, "I will find you."
His gaze swept over any corner where the moonlight could not reach, any corner where the two might be hiding.
Under the cover of night, Yoshiwara gains access to the sky, but also faces a growing undercurrent of tension.
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