As soon as Kagura finished speaking, Shinpachi suddenly heard Kondo's voice coming from the side, so he turned his head curiously and looked through the gap between the landscape trees.
"As you can see, first of all our fight is not easy." Kondo, who was beaten by A Miao just now and had a bruised nose and swollen face, but was still buried in a pile of persimmons with only one head sticking out, faced the group of little ones standing in front of him. The children explained seriously, "Even so, we are not discouraged and do not give up. We believe in the arrival of tomorrow. This is stalking!"
[That's not your job!]Xin Bajiu complained crazily in his heart.
"Ask a question." A little boy holding a notebook and ballpoint pen raised his hand.
"What's the problem?" Kondo asked.
"Have you ever wanted to die?" the child asked seriously.
[What’s the problem with this! It’s even more direct than when I asked Jiang Chengsang!]
"That's a great question." Kondo sighed with emotion.
[What a ghost! !]
"The so-called work means you have to experience pain no matter what," Kondo closed his eyes with a soft expression and answered slowly, "But if it's going to be painful no matter what, you still want to choose to suffer because of something you like."
[Why are you acting like an expert?]
"I think this idea is so naive!"
Hasegawa's voice suddenly came from behind the children.
Hearing the sound, Kondo and the other children turned around at the same time and saw Hasegawa, who was only wearing shorts, with two rolls of toilet paper on each arm, and a box of facial tissues in each hand. Came behind the children.
"In this world, there are many people doing jobs they don't like." Hasegawa frowned tightly and continued seriously, "Society is supported by these people, and I..."
As he said this, Hasegawa showed a bit of unbearability on his face, "I don't become a patriot just because I like him!"
[Hello! ! I don’t understand the concept of a patriot at all!]Xin Baji roared in his heart with an exaggerated expression.
"But there is no way!" Hasegawa continued, "If I don't do it, who will be willing to do such a thing! The world needs patriots!"
[Absolutely not necessary, right?]
"For those who blame everything on others, no matter how long it takes, the final result will be nothing." Kondo closed his eyes and replied in a pretentious tone.
"You...how do you understand the mood of a patriot!" Hasegawa gritted his teeth with an expression of indignation.
"I know!"
"Huh?" Hasegawa was stunned for a moment.
"Me too...me too..." Kondo's face showed a bit of unbearability, and then he jumped out of the persimmon in an instant, "I have the dual mission of being a patriot and a stalker!"
Looking at Kondo who was dressed in the same attire as Hasegawa, Shinpachi once again shouted in his heart: [In the final analysis, they are all useless!]
"You...you too..." Looking at Kondo standing in front of him, Hasegawa murmured with disbelief on his face.
"Ah, yes, so don't bear it alone in the future." Kondo replied with a gentle expression, "Come to me to discuss anything."
Hasegawa and Kondo, who were so moved that they couldn't stop crying for some reason, slowly walked toward each other in the tear-jerking nostalgic BGM. Hasegawa said "thank you" and hugged each other tightly.
But at this touching moment, a child raised his hand and asked: "Um...I'm sorry, so what exactly is a patriot?"
Kondo and Hasegawa let go of each other at the same time, turned back to look at the group of children, and said at the same time: "I don't know."
Seeing all the children turning around and leaving expressionlessly, Kondo and Hasegawa just remained silent.
…
At dusk, on the river bank.
Shinpachi and Kagura looked at Jiang Cheng and others who were squatting on the ground with their knees expressionless, and were speechless for a long time.
"Do you have any cigarettes? Give me one." Jiang Cheng showed a spoiled face and asked with a hoarse voice to Fourteen who was standing aside.
Fourteen took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket and handed them to Jiang Cheng without raising his head.
"I want it too..." Gintoki stretched out his hand towards Jiang Cheng with dull eyes.
"I also…"
"I also…"
Yue Yong and others were as angry as Gintoki, and took the cigarette case from Jiang Cheng's hand with dull eyes. They each lit one and took a puff at the same time.
"What on earth are you doing?" Xinbajiu, who couldn't stand this weird atmosphere, said expressionlessly, "All the dignified adults are despised by children like this..."
"It's the last one, Xinbaji." Jiang Cheng raised his head, showing a face that had turned away from life, "Life...the last one."
"Yes... this is the last one," Gintoki lowered his head and replied softly, "My life is just like this cigarette, it will... burn out soon..."
"Speaking of it...life is really short..." Kondo raised his head and looked at the dim sky with a relieved expression on his face.
"Today's wind... is a little different from the past," the little ape raised his head and said with emotion. "It blows deeper into the soul more easily than before..."
"Although it is short, but... it is a life that is meaningless and like garbage." Hasegawa sighed, "This kind of life... maybe should have ended long ago... "
"Hey! Cheer up! You guys! Why are you saying that you're going to die after smoking that cigarette!" Looking at Jiang Cheng and others who were smoking expressionlessly with their heads down, Shinpachi looked at Jiang Cheng and others. Chi's face was full of indignation, "It's the job of adults to teach children important things, right?"
As he said that, Xin Baji's expression gradually calmed down again, "Is this really good? Let social practice end like this..."
Jiang Cheng and others stopped what they were doing and lowered their heads in thought.
…
One day…
Daigoro, who had just finished school, pushed open the sliding door of his house. Before he could change his shoes, he was stopped by his mother who came to the entrance.
"Daigoro, I have your letter."
"Letter?" Daigoro made a confused sound, then took the letter from his mother, took it in his hand and looked at it. He saw the words "Patriot Factory Visit Ticket" written on the cover of the letter paper.
"What's this?"
…
The next day, Saturday.
Daigoro stood at the door of a dilapidated factory building at the address written on the invitation ticket. He looked at the dilapidated factory in front of him without any expression.
"Daigoro," a boy's voice suddenly came from the side, "Did you get the hospitality ticket too?"
Looking at the seven little boys walking up at the same time, Daigoro looked at the hospitality coupon in his hand, "Why, are you too?"
"I didn't want to worry about him at first, but the boss said that you can get the Holy Demon War stickers for free here."
"So...Patriot Factory...what exactly is it?" Daigoro murmured as he looked at the hospitality coupon in his hand.
At this moment, Xin Baji's voice came along with the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.
"Waiting for you, good boys."
"You are the precocious brats who were chosen from all the children in the world to get the right to visit this dream factory... No, you are good children."
Dressed...obviously copied...from the director of the chocolate factory, but the colors were changed to red and blue, Kagura and Shinpachi walked slowly towards the children.
"I'm Ah Ba." Shinpachi introduced himself, holding the brim of his hat with his right hand and holding a black cane in his left hand.
"I'm Ale!" Kagura introduced herself while holding the brim of her hat with her left hand and using the umbrella in her hand as a crutch with her other hand.
"He is the dream guide of this dream factory!" Shinbaji and Kagura raised their hands at the same time and said.
"It's a complete copycat of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, right?" one child complained slightly speechlessly.
"Um..." Wearing glasses, the child who had driven Shi Shi to a dead end a few days ago raised his glasses, raised his hands with a serious expression and asked, "What is the purpose of this visit?"
"What? It's rare for me to entertain you..." Xin Bajiu showed some very deliberate helplessness on his face... He didn't answer the question.
"It's fine to go back if you want, Al, but I won't give you the Holy Demon War stickers." Kagura took the words and still answered the question, "I've also lost the opportunity forever to understand what a patriot is, Al."
"Anyway, I have absolutely no interest in patriots or anything like that..." Daigoro lowered his head and sighed, saying casually.
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by an exclamation from behind.
"Yeah!! Look, look, look!" The little ape who came behind a group of children at some point pointed to the dilapidated factory in front and said to Yue Yong, "Patriot Factory! No way! I can't believe it! "
"I didn't expect there to be a Patriot factory in a place like this," Yue Yong said with a look of disbelief. "I heard that only NASA, the FBI and the NBA are manufacturing it in the world..."
"Let's take a peek..." As he said that, the little ape tiptoed towards the open door of the factory.
"Wait! Sarutobi..." Yue Yong hurriedly ran to keep up with the little ape and stopped him.
But just as Xiao Yuan stepped into the factory gate, a gunshot suddenly rang out.
Yue Yong and Xiao Yuan fell down slowly after being shot in the forehead and began to bleed uncontrollably.
The children on the side watched this scene, and all of them...were silent with dark faces.
"Sorry! Let you two attract enemies!" Jiang Cheng's voice suddenly came from the top of the factory building, "But...it doesn't matter! As long as I have the crab...Patriot formula! I...will definitely become the entire Edo...No, The boss of the number one factory on earth! Your funeral... will be paved with patriots!"
As he said that, Jiang Cheng had a ferocious smile on his face, and at the same time he reached out and lifted up a piece of the ceiling on the roof. But just as Jiang Cheng was about to jump into the factory, another gunshot rang out.
boom!
Jiang Cheng, who was shot in the back of the head, staggered two steps, fell directly from the eaves of the factory building and fell hard to the ground.
Seeing this scene...the children's faces...darker.
(End of chapter)