[Perhaps it was cliche, though the tranquility and beauty that surrounded the tradition of a cherry blossom picnic was certainly too good to pass up. It was not an instructional day, and yet Shouyou could count on at least three pupils to be interested in the activity he had lined up.
And he have given each a very important job that would make up the anatomy of their picnic:
Shinsuke would carry the blanket - the foundation.
Kotarou would carry the basket of food they had all prepared together - the core.
Gintoki would pick their spot - the direction.
And he, himself, would carry the shamisen - the entertainment.
It was the basis of their extracurricular lesson for the day. He had been planning on showing them the basics of the instrument for a while now - and what better time than the present? With a much smaller group - he could give them a crash course...
And then help them handle the instrument on their own, personally.
That was, at least, if Shinsuke and Gintoki could keep themselves out of each other's hair long enough to do so. He had his doubts Gintoki's interest would even be caught by the instrument - but even a broken clock was right twice a day, so maybe... Just maybe he could snag him.
And if not, maybe it would at least put him to sleep.
Shouyou trails behind the kids that he had ushered on ahead, a watchful eye on the backs of their little forms as an amuse smile plays at his lips.
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Cherry Blossom Viewing
And he have given each a very important job that would make up the anatomy of their picnic:
Shinsuke would carry the blanket - the foundation.
Kotarou would carry the basket of food they had all prepared together - the core.
Gintoki would pick their spot - the direction.
And he, himself, would carry the shamisen - the entertainment.
It was the basis of their extracurricular lesson for the day. He had been planning on showing them the basics of the instrument for a while now - and what better time than the present? With a much smaller group - he could give them a crash course...
And then help them handle the instrument on their own, personally.
That was, at least, if Shinsuke and Gintoki could keep themselves out of each other's hair long enough to do so. He had his doubts Gintoki's interest would even be caught by the instrument - but even a broken clock was right twice a day, so maybe... Just maybe he could snag him.
And if not, maybe it would at least put him to sleep.
Shouyou trails behind the kids that he had ushered on ahead, a watchful eye on the backs of their little forms as an amuse smile plays at his lips.
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