Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

And it is constantly shrinking and compressing the space in which the two are moving.

If it were a regular night fight, even if he got angry, he would only think about beating the two of them up.

After all, Yato is a shameless guy.

However, the shrine and his companions are the only minefields that Yato absolutely cannot cross.

On the very first day after Yato finally realized his dream of owning a shrine, those two bastards stormed into the shrine and started beating everyone up.

This is no longer just stepping into a minefield.

This is like dancing gracefully in Yato's minefield.

'hateful! ’

Barely managing to hold on, Sakata Gintoki felt the muscles in his arms groaning in pain.

It felt like the muscle fibers would reach their limit and burst open at any moment.

'Hold on!'

The wooden sword was swung faster and faster, and something was awakening within Sakata Gintoki's body.

And for some reason, the guy in front of me looked somewhat familiar.

That familiar look and sportswear.

It feels very familiar.

If we replaced that cold, murderous expression with a nonchalant, carefree look...

Yato shared the same sentiment.

'That familiar silver natural curl.'

Squinting slightly, Yato felt like he'd seen this guy somewhere before.

The more I look at this design, the more familiar it seems.

Familiar silver-haired, naturally curly hair and a wooden sword.

If you replaced a sharp gaze with dead fish eyes...

"An unreliable god of poverty?!"

"Diabetes-related dead fish eyes?!"

At one point, the two suddenly realized something.

I shouted it out unconsciously.

Yes, that accurately captured the other person's characteristics.

The main problem is that I really can't remember the name right now.

Well, it's been so long, it's normal.

Both of them stared at each other in shock.

The Nightmare, who had been waving his staff, suddenly felt the pressure ease and habitually continued to wave his staff a couple more times.

Then he looked at the two of them with a completely bewildered expression.

Do these two know each other?

Why don't I remember this?

At this moment, Enma's doubts were no less than those of Yato and Gintoki.

However, he still subconsciously swung his tin staff and smashed it at Sakata Gintoki's head.

I'll smash your brain, which is full of nothing but desserts and sex waste!

But the next second—

"You better behave yourself!"

An elegant longsword and a simple wooden sword attacked simultaneously from the left and right, trapping the Nightmare in between.

The two, who were fighting to the death not long ago, suddenly united and attacked Nightmare together.

The fierce attack was clearly aimed at killing the opponent.

"Although there are many things I want to ask, let's defeat this guy first."

The long sword formed from the melody continuously struck the staff in the Nightmare's hand, bursting into dazzling flames.

Yato spoke calmly to Sakata Gintoki beside him.

Although he recognized the guy in front of him as his former colleague, Yato was still very unhappy.

He was planning to talk to Sakata Gintoki about the compensation for the shrine after he defeated this guy.

"Ah, I agree."

Sakata Gintoki, who was standing nearby, said the same thing.

At the same time, he leaped up like a wild beast pouncing on its prey in the mountains and forests, his arm briefly gathering strength like a fully drawn bowstring before suddenly thrusting out.

In an instant, it seemed as if the air itself had been pierced through.

Faced with the fierce attack, Nightmare seemed to have been prepared.

She took a small step back to the side and narrowly avoided the attack, then suddenly stepped forward, about to crash into Sakata Gintoki's arms.

As soon as he moved, Yato kicked him to the ground, and the tin staff in his hand almost slipped out of his grasp.

"Don't ignore me, you bastard."

Yato said unhappily.

Since I can't get angry at Sakata Gintoki, I'll just use you as a punching bag.

I'm really furious right now.

The movements of wielding the long sword became faster and faster.

Yato's heart grew increasingly agitated.

This guy wearing a straw hat is like an unkillable cockroach.

Every time I feel like I'm about to beat this guy to a pulp, he always manages to hold on and fight back.

Even when surrounded by two people, he barely managed to hold on.

the most important is......

As if struck by a thought, Yato's gaze drifted toward Sakata Gintoki standing to the side.

He himself might not have realized it, but Yato saw it very clearly.

These two have almost identical fighting habits.

Although this Nightmare deliberately chose a fighting style suitable for the staff, one can still vaguely see the shadow of Sakata Gintoki in his actions.

What is this?

Before Yato could think further...

Then Sakata Gintoki let out a loud shout:

"Successful!"

He raised the Toya Lake sword in his hand and slashed it upwards toward the Nightmare's head, the wooden sword making a piercing sound as it cut through the air.

Despite being a surprise attack, Nightmare reacted in time.

The seemingly inevitable blow only knocked the opponent's straw hat off.

The moment the demon revealed its true form, Sakata Gintoki and Yato's eyes widened in shock.

"You are!"

Beneath the straw hat was a face that both of them were extremely familiar with.

"Finally found it."

A hoarse voice came through.

The man under the straw hat slowly raised his head.

Her hair and skin were as white as snow, and her scarlet eyes seemed to be filled with sadness.

"Sakata Gintoki".

Aside from the hair color and fair skin, the face in front of him is almost identical to that of Sakata Gintoki.

Chapter 1135 Sakata Gintoki, covered in cold sweat

A few minutes later, Yato's shrine was surrounded by a group of heavily armed men.

Nightmare.....

Or rather, the future Sakata Gintoki was forced into a vehicle by a group of heavily armed special forces soldiers.

There was still a hint of confusion on his face.

It seems they don't understand the current situation.

The nightmare of the war against foreign invaders is indeed dead.

He was killed by Sakata Gintoki and his companions.

The current Nightmare is actually Sakata Gintoki in disguise from the future.

As for why, the future Sakata Gintoki had already told the two of them in those few minutes.

Before being killed, the Nightmare injured Sakata Gintoki's arm, and it was at that moment that the Nightmare implanted the poison "White Curse" into Sakata Gintoki's body.

In this way, even if the Nightmare dies, the White Curse will still remain.

It was inside the body of the most unexpected person.

In fact, he did succeed.

Ten years later, in the present day, Gintoki learns of this before the White Curse spreads explosively (it will break out five years later, meaning it began to spread five years before Edo).

To protect his companions, he went alone to search for clues, pretending to be dead.

Later, Gintoki discovered that the only way to eliminate the White Curse was to perish together with it.

He decided to commit seppuku, but was almost completely controlled by the White Curse and could not commit suicide, so he had to find another way.

He believed that the only thing that could kill him was his past self.

They asked the old man from outside the source to help them build a time machine to change this dark reality.

Afterwards, he disguised himself as a demon from the Anti-Foreign War and asked his past self, who had traveled back in time, to help save the world.

Let your past self kill your present self, in order to save others.

That certainly sounds like something Sakata Gintoki would do.

"What a mess I am."

Staring at the back of his future self, Sakata Gintoki suddenly spoke.

They say it's to avoid involving others, but isn't it really just because they're afraid and want to escape?

Fearing that his companions would see him like this, he hid away by himself.

Because I don't believe they can help me, I choose not to tell them and try to solve it myself.

Even if it means death.

In the future, Ah-Miao, lying in her hospital bed, kept hoping to see him one more time.

In the end, it was he who fulfilled the other person's dream.

Well, since it's the same person, Sakata Gintoki can understand his future self's thoughts very well.

If it were me, I probably would have made the same choice.

After all, in Sakata Gintoki's eyes, Shinpachi and Kagura were just children.

I always subconsciously think about protecting them.

But he still felt that his future self looked a little disheveled.