"Master Gintoki, do you want to hold this child?"

Can these two children who were not expected since conception get hope from you to change their lives?

With some expectation, she handed the crying child to Gintoki.

The woman must not know that Gintoki can see the dirt on his hands as long as he stretches out his hand.

The color dyed by countless blood and endless curses made him subconsciously avoid the baby that the woman held out to him.

Seeing this, although she was a little disappointed, she still showed a calm and gentle expression.

But before she said polite words, Gintoki took the initiative to catch the crying baby.

"It's really troublesome. What are you dissatisfied with? Mom just wants to move around, and she doesn't mean to leave. After knowing this, you should be quiet and honest, and you will be a social person who doesn't cause trouble to others."

Gintoki took the child. It was hard to tell whether it was Mayi or Maki from the newly born appearance. No matter which one, they were crying equally.

He carefully hugged her with his kimono, and rocked like a woman.

"Yes, don't cry when something happens. Grow up to be strong and beautiful."

"These two children don't have names yet." The woman habitually gave up the rights that should have belonged to her, hoping to get a little protection for her daughters who were not valued.

Name is the original curse.

In order to distinguish themselves from others, humans have names. And their lives are bound to names. Whether it is a blessing of love or a curse of hatred, it should come from the parents' heart.

The woman gave up the expectation of seeking blessings from her husband and turned to look at Gintoki.

The request was almost made in the next second.

Please give them a curse, so that they can be themselves, so that they can stay in the world well in this short spell.

"Don't worry, you will definitely come up with a good name. Naming a child is the first task of a parent, and you can't skip the task without permission, right?"

Gintoki sat down with the baby in his arms, and was grabbed by the hair at the moment he leaned over.

The baby's hands were very strong, and once he grabbed, he had no intention of letting go.

Gintoki groaned in pain: "Wait, it hurts! Help, don't take away Gin-san's hair follicles."

She blew bubbles and grabbed tighter, which was completely inhumane and trampled on the hair follicles!

But because of Gintoki's weak resistance, the baby stopped crying and laughed.

This kid has a bad personality!

The woman gently stroked the baby's head and smiled gently. What will it look like? Now it has already grabbed something tightly and won't let go. Will it have a firm will? Do it have an unshakable goal?

I hope they can be strong and beautiful if they are given a spell.

"The elder sister's name is Maki, and the younger sister's name is Mayi."

Gintoki couldn't save his hair, and he lowered his curly head humbly, "Isn't this already the best name?"

But Maki.

Although it can be pronounced the same as the word "cherish" in terms of words. But considering the Japanese semantics, the usage of chopping wood is excluded. Then the question is, is it Maki of Podocarpus or Maki of Curl?

Gintoki looked at the baby in his arms. It can't be that he got the name because he grabbed his hair too tightly? !

"That... what does the name mean?"

It must be Maki of Podocarpus!

"It's like the clear and beautiful sea water, and the tightly entangled echo."

Gintoki didn't speak. He paused for a while, then nodded: "Yeah."

The child is the child of the wind, as if he grew up unconsciously in the cold and warm winds.

Compared to the house with only his mother, everything outside seems particularly vivid. Together, they ran down the long staircase, avoiding the servants coming and going, and watched the golden-red koi swimming in the pond.

Until they met the first cursed spirit in their lives.

The chaotic black shadow was entrenched in the dark corner in a twisted and deformed posture, and several purple-red eyes were deeply sunken in the body. Feeling the sight of humans, the eyes that were originally just wandering and rotating suddenly stared at Mayi.

The young girl didn't know that this was so weak that it could be waved away at will in the eyes of adults.

Her body froze in place as if time had been frozen.

It was terrible.

After being stared at by those eyes, she even forgot what she should do.

"Mayi, Mayi." The sister next to her urged slightly.

Maki, who couldn't see the cursed spirit, seemed to be born with her.In a different world. Even if she vaguely knew that there were such things as cursed spirits, she would not understand Mayi's feelings without seeing the horror.

Just like she could not understand why Mayi would stop, she could not even look away.

Mayi could not speak.

The dark shadow was about to wrap around her body in the next second, and Mayi could only stand there trembling and let others slaughter her.

"Wait, wait - don't attack them, pervert!"

Before Maki tried the next move again, they were kicked away by a huge force, and the two of them screamed and rolled to the grass next to them.

The plain kimono was covered with dust.

The instigator's belated punch dispersed the cursed spirit.

"It's really dangerous. You know that there are low-level cursed spirits everywhere in the house, but you still keep them for the children to learn. What kind of educational concept is this? Don't you have any awareness of letting children have a happy and safe childhood? It's too dangerous. I was almost reported by the PTA."

Gintoki complained about the bad environment of the Zenin family, which has not improved much after so many years, and then looked to the side.

"Are you okay, little ghosts?"

It doesn't look like they are okay at all.

The little girls twisted into a ball and fell on the grass. They were a little dizzy from being kicked. The neat little sister's hair when they went out became messy.

"Oh no, I will really be reported to the Parents and Teachers Association for child abuse. This is force majeure! It's better to be kicked a little than to be possessed by a cursed spirit. That's a cursed spirit, it looks very scary, and even psychological trauma will appear if you are not careful."

So please don't report it!

Think about it carefully. This is a theater of fan fiction, so it is a little safer than anime.

Gintoki tried to make up for it by picking up the little girls one by one and brushing off the dust on them.

Maki clenched her hands and held onto Gintoki's clothes to hold back her tears.

Mayi looked at the red marks on her hands and cried as she spoke: "It hurts, the zeros, sevens, eights, and nines here all hurt."

She lowered her head and opened her fingers to show Maki her numbered fingers, hoping to get some comfort.

"Hmm..." Maki, who had always been strong, sniffed and cried quietly with Mayi.

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