Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"I've already told you, I really don't have any money."

Seeing Yato standing his ground, Sakata Gintoki's mind was in turmoil.

I haven't paid my rent for several months.

Here's the money for you.

Yes, Sakata Gintoki is out of money.

Although they took a lot of gold with them when they left.

But living off our savings isn't a long-term solution.

Yorozuya has been in a state of having little business for many years.

Even when business comes in, it's not easy to get paid.

After receiving the payment, they had to repair the house that had been damaged during their daily playful fights, and also satisfy the gluttonous husband in the house.

Occasionally, Shimura would drag her out on crazy shopping sprees to boost sales figures.

Sakata Gintoki, who had been living off his savings, soon ran out of money.

The remaining savings were preserved because they were kept with Otose's grandmother.

According to an eyeglasses brand representative who wished to remain anonymous.

I have seen more than once a certain silver-haired man with naturally curly hair tugging at Granny Otose's trouser leg, wailing and hoping that she would return his little treasure to him.

However, each time, she was forcefully rejected by Otose's mother.

While frantically banging on the head of a certain silver-haired man with naturally curly hair, he said that this money was for him to use in important situations.

It's not for you to use to shoot steel balls.

I really have to thank Otose-sama here.

"Tsk."

Looking at Sakata Gintoki's sincere expression.

Yato's nostrils twitched slightly.

A familiar scent wafted towards me.

This taste...

It's the taste of poverty!

Yato will probably never forget this taste in his life.

After all, I used to be like that too.

I run around every day just to earn five yuan.

They're willing to do anything, from catching cats to kicking dogs.

Even the divine artifact he had a contract with took the initiative to break the contract and leave him.

Looking back, I still feel sad.

But it doesn't matter!

I am different now.

I am now, the God of Night!

He is a high-ranking deity who is wealthy, owns a shrine, and possesses divine artifacts!

I no longer want to talk to people who have no money.

Thinking this, Yato's gaze toward Sakata Gintoki grew increasingly disdainful.

"Hey, that look you're giving me is really infuriating."

"What kind of look is that when you, the worst student in the class, suddenly work hard, get the top score in the grade, and then turn around and lecture your former classmates?"

"You look down on me, you bastard?"

"I'm the owner of the Yorozuya (Odd Jobs Shop), and I get a lot of requests from people every day."

With a twitch at the corner of his eye, Sakata Gintoki stubbornly retorted, looking defiant.

Well, everyone knows in their hearts how many of those words are the truth.

Aside from the punctuation and the phrase "you look down on me," it can basically be ignored.

"I see. The big boss of Yorozuya?"

"Yup!"

"And where's your money?"

After listening to Sakata Gintoki's stubborn excuses, Yato revealed a look of sudden realization.

Then, with a single sentence, he successfully defeated Sakata Gintoki.

Sakata Gintoki, badly damaged.

He squatted in the corner with his back to Yato, drawing circles with a resentful expression.

It can only be said that sometimes you have to give in.

For example, when someone asks you for money.

If you need to complain about being poor, then complain about being poor.

No shame.

The money in your own pocket is the only real money.

Watching Yato bicker with Sakata Gintoki.

Zouyin stood to the side with her hands behind her back and a gentle smile on her face.

It was even somewhat indulgent.

It's like an old mother watching her idiot son run home naked.

Normally, gods would be more mindful of their image when facing divine artifacts.

But Yato doesn't seem to have that at all.

He even needs his own family's special gadgets to take care of him.

Well, it's pretty good.

Anyway, Yato and Kanade both felt quite comfortable and at ease with this way of getting along.

Neither of them has any intention of changing anything for the time being.

"Alright, alright, that's it."

Yato waved his hand, deciding not to pursue the matter further with Sakata Gintoki.

Given the current situation, Sakata Gintoki truly has neither money nor his life.

Even if he wanted to sell his blood for money, this guy's blood, with its excessive sugar content, probably wouldn't fetch much.

what else can we do?

I guess I'll just have to accept my bad luck.

Thinking of his shrine, which had suffered a severe blow on its very first day of operation, Yato couldn't help but sigh.

This is not a good sign.

Yato always felt that his shrine might face many disasters in the future.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

"Ah Yin."

"The medicine you requested has been developed."

Just as Sakata Gintoki was about to say something to hurt Yato's feelings.

Luo Zhen's voice suddenly came.

Sakata Gintoki, who was squatting on the ground, was taken aback at first.

Then he reacted immediately.

"The potion you're talking about, is it the one from the White Curse?!"

Turning around, Sakata Gintoki looked at Rozen with a face full of surprise.

To be honest, he knew that this matter would eventually be resolved satisfactorily.

But I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly.

He settled things with just a few words with that god of poverty.

My previously vague impression of the organization became clear again.

To be honest, it's been several years already.

Moreover, after returning home, I encountered all sorts of things.

Therefore, Sakata Gintoki's memory of many things about the mechanism has become blurred.

All I remember is that everyone here is talented and speaks very nicely (crossed out).

And now, this highly efficient and unpredictable style has once again brought back memories for Sakata Gintoki.

Having a reliable mentor is such a reassuring thing.

Having grown accustomed to that group of unreliable guys, Sakata Gintoki was even moved to tears for a moment.

Damn, what's going on that makes me want to cry?

Have I gotten used to the way those guys do things, always coming up with all sorts of weird and wonderful ideas to make things go in even weirder directions?

Taking a deep breath, Sakata Gintoki suppressed the bitterness in his heart.

After simply saying goodbye to Yato, he left with Ryouma.

"By the way, didn't Dr. Samuel say he would be doing the research for a few days?"

As he walked, Sakata Gintoki suddenly remembered that Dr. Samuel had said he would be going into seclusion for the next few days to conduct research.

Because we joined the Chiba base in its early days and there weren't many people available, we had a lot of contact with each other.

Therefore, Sakata Gintoki and Dr. Samuel have a good relationship.

"Oh, Doctor means that he got an inspiration after seeing this thing."

"That doesn't mean this thing is really that hard to crack."

"Ok."

Nodding, Sakata Gintoki indicated that he understood.

Chapter 1144 I'm Back

Inside the laboratory, Luo Zhen is teaching the future Sakata Gintoki how to use the firearms in his hands.

It's described as a firearm, but judging from the caliber, it looks more like a cannon barrel.

The gun is thick and bulky; if it weren't for the fact that it still retains the overall shape of a gun, no one would associate this thing with a gun.

"...Just load this medicine into the container, and then fire a shot into the sky in an open area or on a rooftop."

"do you understand?"

Luo Zhen handed the test tube, which was emitting a faint blue light, to Sakata Gintoki and explained.

It's supposed to be an explanation, but there's really nothing particularly noteworthy.

Taking into account various extreme factors, it was designed to be user-friendly.

Even stalkers and gorillas would use it after getting their hands on it.

Isn't this clearly the same person?

Is this targeting that person?

Sakata Gintoki couldn't help but internally complain.