The only way to escape is to escape.

So why do you want to run outside! Is it okay? You are still a baby! Being killed by a substitute and dying of exhaustion outside, both are miserable!

Ah, there is a sleeping mother in the room.

There is nothing we can do about it!

Come on! Gin-san is the protagonist of another crew after all. There must be some bonuses for visiting next door, such as Kamehameha, Bankai, Pegasus Meteor Fist! Anything is fine, I also want a special move!

At the very least, give Lake Toya back!

Gintoki crawled and ran into the barrier.

At the same time, a huge alarm sounded throughout the Zenin family.

But in an instant, a large number of Zenin family armed forces were already in place. They looked down at the dirty baby on the ground, with a cold expression on their faces.

Eh, what? Is this all my fault? Did Gin-san disturb you?

Look over there! There is a bigger enemy here! Over there!

Gintoki stretched out his fingers tremblingly, trying to push the pot on the cursed spirit that was chasing him all the way, but he found nothing behind him before he raised his hand.

The cursed spirit had already run away when he crashed into the barrier.

Hey - don't be so sensible, you little minions!

Isn't this all Gin-san's fault?

What else can he do?

He is a baby and doesn't understand. Gintoki opened his lifeless dead fish eyes and looked to the side silently.

"Captain, there is only him here, and traces of a fourth-level cursed spirit."

"Yeah." Captain Zenin Shinro obviously didn't care much about the fourth-level cursed spirit. He looked at the little baby on the ground with tears in his eyes.

Gintoki was so moved that he opened his eyes wide.

Doesn't this prove his innocence? This big pot that he must have carried in Edo can actually be unloaded one day. Long live modern curses! So touching, he can go now.

Gintoki squirmed out of the barrier, and was picked up by Zenin Shinro halfway.

The little body swayed briefly on the diaper, and then quietly gave up the struggle. Since it's been picked up, help send Gin-san home, this uncle.

In the end, he didn't get home.

Gintoki was twisted directly in front of the head of the family.

Wait! Is this a heavyweight problem that needs to be dealt with by the old man!

Gintoki observed the old man in front of him with a serious look.

As he watched, he found other heavyweight problems.

Although the head of the family is old and has a head full of white hair, it is obviously still smooth overall.

What does this mean! With the blessing of his grandfather, Gintoki feels that his natural curly gene can finally be saved! As for what the bad touch is, it must be an illusion. Babies sweat easily, and sweating will make their hair curly.

It is definitely not Gintoki himself who has curly hair!

After Gintoki happily came to the conclusion that the future is full of hope, the head of the family also came to the conclusion that made Gintoki's childhood dark.

"Hehe, let him join the Kujuru team, and you will be responsible for training, Nobuo."

"Yes."

In the Zenin family, the head of the family's orders are everything.

Even asking subordinates to sacrifice their lives is just a matter of words, not to mention just a baby.

Children who have not yet awakened the technique can be regarded as potential stocks, but as long as Schrodinger's cat box is not opened to confirm that he has indeed inherited the Zenin family's technique, he cannot be called a Zenin family sorcerer.

Compared to the guys with zero spell power, he can barely be considered a human, but it has no meaning unless he is a spellcaster of the Zenin family.

The Zenin family is like a conservative and simple dragon, guarding the only dazzling treasure. The continuous bloodline is for it, the accumulated status is for it, and everything is for the carrier to allow the precious spell to be passed down.

Apart from that, no matter how powerful it is, it is worthless.

It is difficult for Zenin Noburo to tell whether the head of the family is kind or malicious.

Gintoki looks obedient, and he is just swinging on the diaper when he is carried in a completely uncomfortable position. It is hard to tell that this is an ominous existence from birth.

Yes, ominous.

It is not because Gintoki should not be from the Zenin family's silver hair, nor even because of the listless scarlet eyes. It is judged by the innate spell power of a person.

For a spellcaster, the spell power can be regarded as an identity mark.

And if you look closely at Gintoki's spell power, you can find that it is not a baby, or even a state that humans should have.

That is a curse.

It is even beyond the level of a special grade curse spirit.

It is like a curse

The embodiment of the essence of the curse.

This ominousness was highlighted after the birth of Gojo Satoru, one of the three great families next door. The stronger the light, the deeper the shadow beneath it.

It is ominous to expose this shadow openly.

Gintoki knew nothing about this.

He didn't have the childishness to swing on a diaper. At this moment, his mind was blank, with only bright red words.

It's over!!!

If Gintoki had been allowed to slow down a little, he would have been in the mood to scold the old man: Your baby wants to join an armed organization, and your family has been exploiting people since 60 days old. Are you a parent who wants your child to be successful? Because he couldn't get into a private school, he strictly controlled his child's study time from prenatal education. This kind of adult is a completely twisted control freak! Give Gintoki back his innocent childhood, I'm going to complain to the PTA!!!

However, the baby couldn't speak, so the head of the family only heard the child's babbling.

The dark life has begun!

However, after Gintoki started to exercise, his body was always lazy, but he didn't feel reluctant mentally.

Why.

He and his mother moved to a better house. After hearing the news, Zenin Osamu even condescended to visit the mother and son in their yard. Gintoki was lying in the crib, with no interest in his father's big face. He slowly looked at his mother beside him.

The woman's smile was still gentle.

But there were some things that didn't exist when Gintoki was there.

It was as if she took her husband's joy as her joy, her husband's achievements as her achievements, and the perfection of the family as her perfection. Even though Zenin Osamu never looked at the woman who gave birth to his son, she still smiled happily.

Just looking at her expression, Gintoki felt that everything was worth it.

Let's just force it.

Gintoki survived the battlefield when he was a child. Using everything he could get from the corpse to ensure survival, isn't this more forcing than exercise?

All mothers want to see their sons succeed.

Although it is a bit difficult for a two-month-old to fight for his life.

After his bones grow to the point where he can support his body, Gintoki can walk and talk at the same time.

"Gintoki is amazing, he is a genius, ordinary children can't talk in a few months."

"Ordinary children are not the protagonists from another crew, and they will not start training at two months. Ah, why is Gintoki fighting for his father and mother's favor when everyone else is still lying in the crib leisurely? Do children from poor families have to take charge early?"

He glared at her with a pair of dead fish eyes and complained.

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