Beware of Guys Who Use Umbrella on Sunny Days
It's been awhile. No. I've been leaving this blog for so long. It's already raining season here. Raining means umbrella. So I decided on writing this.
And this time it's not a fanfiction but a written series of Gintama episode 140. Not the whole part but just a tiny part of it. The first meeting of Kamui and Kagura years after Kamui left her.
Beware of Guys Who Use Umbrella on Sunny Days
Kagura’s eyes widened in shock as a hollow requiem forcefully registered to her ears. Followed by a strong wind that blasted from her back, a familiar scent she used to know in the past pierced to her nose.
His braided hair were painted in vermillion. His natural sapphire eyes defined a ruthless individual. His face wrapped with toilet paper bandage and his body hidden in his distinctive Chinese attire. His average figure had already jumped and swung his parasol.
Before Kagura could make a single sound, some organized phonemes already hit her ears.
“You’re in the way. Move. I thought I told you, I have no use for weaklings.”
“Nii... ” Kagura squealed.
It was late. Kamui’s parasol already landed on her head and the tunnel everyone stepped in.
The tunnel broke and collapsed. Yoshiwara’s courtesans and their customers shocked. Gintoki cried.
“Kagura!”
Not my best. Neither that accurate as in their series. But I'm happy writing this.
And this time it's not a fanfiction but a written series of Gintama episode 140. Not the whole part but just a tiny part of it. The first meeting of Kamui and Kagura years after Kamui left her.
Beware of Guys Who Use Umbrella on Sunny Days
Kagura’s eyes widened in shock as a hollow requiem forcefully registered to her ears. Followed by a strong wind that blasted from her back, a familiar scent she used to know in the past pierced to her nose.
His braided hair were painted in vermillion. His natural sapphire eyes defined a ruthless individual. His face wrapped with toilet paper bandage and his body hidden in his distinctive Chinese attire. His average figure had already jumped and swung his parasol.
Before Kagura could make a single sound, some organized phonemes already hit her ears.
“You’re in the way. Move. I thought I told you, I have no use for weaklings.”
“Nii... ” Kagura squealed.
It was late. Kamui’s parasol already landed on her head and the tunnel everyone stepped in.
The tunnel broke and collapsed. Yoshiwara’s courtesans and their customers shocked. Gintoki cried.
“Kagura!”
Not my best. Neither that accurate as in their series. But I'm happy writing this.