Chapter 232: 231

“Hey, where did you learn such a way of greeting…” Kawaki pulled out the kunai on the back of his head expressionlessly.

“Then, what’s the matter?”

“I don’t understand either,” Kawaki waved his hand and said impatiently, “It’s a group date and Tower of Babel or something. Anyway, it’s hard for me to understand.”

“Hmph, group date?” Katsura, who didn’t know when he arrived, leaned against the wall and said with a look of disdain, “I didn’t expect you to have the leisure to participate in something like that. I’m really disappointed! Kawaki! You should have created the dawn of Edo with me!”

“This person is already so shameless to this extent in order to get some scenes.” Kawaki replied expressionlessly, “Speaking of which… you are the one who can’t wait to participate in the group date! What’s with your outfit? Are you so anxious?!”

At this time, Katsura was dressed in casual clothes, wearing a very casual hat, and a boombox on his shoulder.

“As the protagonist of the work, Kawaki, you should also consider other people’s scenes appropriately, right?” Katsura frowned and complained like a grievance woman, “In order to get a little bit of screen time, I used women’s clo… disguise and entered Yoshiwara just to get a chance to appear on the stage! You should also understand my feelings a little!”

“Who cares!” Kawaki retorted and raised his voice, “And just now, you wanted to talk about women’s clothing, right?! If you could put this energy into your work, Jouishishi would have already succeeded!”

“It’s not women’s clothing; it’s a disguise!” Katsura retorted, then stretched out a finger and said with a serious face, “How about the proposal of “Katsurap Months” proposed last time? Has it passed?!”

“I have never heard of that kind of thing!” Kawaki shouted, “Give up! There’s no such thing at all!”

“Ah, don’t worry. Even if “Katsurap Months” doesn’t work, I can still do “Katsurap Weeks.” Katsura smiled and said.

“There won’t be any!”

“At least do “Katsurap Day” for me! At that level… I can barely make do with that …” Katsura’s face revealed a look of reluctance, but Kawaki did not give him the chance to finish speaking. He directly grabbed Katsura and threw him out of the window.

“A group date?” Tsukuyo, who was at the side, pinched her chin and muttered.

…

The next day.

Edo Park, in front of the Ieyasu Statue.

“They’re late.” Gintoki, who was wearing a white formal dress, complained.

“Shinpachi, are you sure you invited them-aru?” Kagura, who was holding an umbrella, asked aloud.

“I did,” Shinpachi replied, “Speaking of which, you don’t look like you had any success either, right? Where are the Babel brave warrior?”

“What are you talking about, Babel’s Brave Warrior? They are all unlikeable fellows.” Gintoki said casually after opening a can of drinks and taking a sip, “At this rate, we’ll be the ones who’ll have to make a move on that brat.”

“By the way, where is Tojo-san?” Shinpachi asked doubtfully, “As the host, how can he not be present?”

“Who knows?” Gintoki curled his lips, “But it’s fine if he’s not here. If he’s here, our intentions will definitely be seen through by that brat Kyubei.”

“That’s true,” Shinpachi smiled embarrassedly, “Maybe Tojo-san also realized this and didn’t come.”

Of course, if Tojo really had this self-awareness, he might not have been beaten up so often by Kyubei…

Right now, Tojo was lingering in all kinds of shops in Yoshiwara… Ah, no, in a cloth shop. As for the Tower of Babel and the brave warrior who gathered to overthrow the Tower of Babel, he has long forgotten about it…

Tojo: Eh? Tower of Babel? What is that? Brave Warrior? What is that? Ah, my baby is already waiting. Let’s not talk anymore.

…

“Hey, Kagura, you are our only hope now.” Gintoki looked at her and exhorted, “Mix in among the women and help us say nice things. Remember what I taught you? You go with them to the ladies’ room and…”

“Tell me, tell me… Which one do you like?” Kagura instantly switched to a pretentious appearance and acted, “For me, it’s that silver-haired guy. With the naturally wavy hair. So cuteee~.”

“No, that’s not right! It should be cuuute~,” Gintoki corrected.

“I feel that it doesn’t matter anymore,” Shinpachi suddenly thought of something and continued, “Do you know about that? The culprit who made Kyubei decide to erect the filthy Tower of Babel, do you know?”

“Isn’t it your sister?” Gintoki waved his hand with a look of disapproval, “Is it because she made up her mind to pursue your sister as a man again?”

“Not at all! Maybe Kyubei does have this idea, but this is not the main reason!” Shinpachi retorted, “The real culprit is actually… Kawaki-san!”

“How is that possible? That idiot’s IQ is not that high.” Gintoki’s face was full of disbelief, “I don’t believe that he can trick that little brat into doing that kind of thing.”

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“It’s true!” Shinpachi shouted, “In fact, this is what Kawaki-san told me. The matter is actually…”

…

After hearing Shinpachi’s words, Gintoki and Kagura were both speechless.

“I didn’t expect that someone would actually believe that idiot’s words.” Gintoki covered his face with his hands, looking as if he had lost all hope.

However, just as he finished speaking, Gintoki heard the sound of the music and the voice of a somewhat familiar man. Then, Gintoki followed the voice and looked over.

He saw Katsura carrying a boombox and doing a rap dance…

Before Gintoki could flip out, a figure flashed in front of Gintoki and rushed toward Katsura.

“Bastard!” Kawaki kicked Katsura and Elizabeth at least five meters away, “Stop for me!”

“Humph.” Katsura wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up. He snorted and continued, “Don’t be mistaken. I’m not here to participate in a group date or something. I was trying to promote Jouishishi via rap,”

“Who believes it!” Kawaki retorted, “Why do you have to choose rap?! The meaning is not clear at all! How can there be people who sing rap on a group date!”

“It’s not rap; it’s Katsurap yo!” Katsura said while shaking his hands.

Looking at the two people who were arguing, everyone was speechless. However, at this subtle moment, Shinpachi suddenly saw a man wearing a hat waving at Kawaki.

Shinpachi wiped his glasses and carefully looked at the man several times.

“Gin-san, Gin-san…” Shinpachi pulled the corner of Gintoki’s clothes, who was watching Kawaki and Katsura quarrel, and whispered, “Hey, Gin-san, look over there!”

“What’s wrong?” Gintoki said impatiently. Then, he followed Shinpachi’s line of sight and looked over. When he saw who Shinpachi was pointing at, Gintoki was in a bad mood, “That is… that is!”

“Gin-san, let’s go back…” The corners of Shinpachi’s mouth twitched as he said, “The situation has already reached an uncontrollable stage…”

“You are right…” Gintoki murmured, his head full of black lines.

“Thank you so much for inviting me to such an event.” The man in the hat came to Kawaki and said with a smile, “This is the first time I have been invited to such an event.”

“It’s nothing,” Kawaki smiled, “After all, the person who invited me to join the group date asked me to invite some people I know. Sogo-kun has no time, so I can only invite you and Zenzou.”

“This is…” Katsura murmured, “Is this your friend, Kawaki?”

“Ah, I forgot to introduce him. This person’s name is So-chan.” Kawaki smiled and introduced, “He seems to be working on a “Hot Pot Shogun” show.”

“I see.” Katsura nodded, “But since he is Kawaki’s friend, as long as everyone agrees to his participation in the group date, it doesn’t matter to me.”

“Hey, don’t tell me you want to participate!! No one invited you to participate in the whole thing!” Kawaki shouted.

“Hey, Gin-san… That person is…” Shinpachi muttered.

“It can’t be wrong… That person is…” The corner of Gintoki’s eyes twitched as he nodded.

‘The Shogun!!!!!!’

“Is that guy an idiot? He’s definitely a big idiot, right?!” Gintoki was completely out of his mind, “Why did he invite the Shogun to participate in a group date?! It’s awkward in all kinds of ways!”

“You’re right,” Shinpachi said with a black face, “Although I did tell Kawaki-san to bring people he knows to participate, but… the difference in levels is too great!”

“So the culprit is you?!” Gintoki punched Shinpachi and scolded him, “What exactly did you do? Bastard!”

“This is bad. There really isn’t a time left.” Gintoki covered his face and muttered. Then, he looked at Katsura, who was chatting and laughing with Shige Shige, “The Shogun and a Jouishishi are together for a group date? Spare me; I don’t even dare to imagine that kind of scene! Can’t even play a piece!”

…

On the other side, Sacchan, who was wearing a pink wedding dress and holding a bouquet of roses in her hand, was walking side by side with Kondo, who was wearing a black jacket.

“So, didn’t I say that? Don’t compare me with you!” Sacchan said disdainfully, “I am different from you.”

“You’re also a stalker, right? An excellent stalker, right?!” Kondo retorted, then raised his head and said seriously, “But of course, I am not.”

“I am a fairy-like woman who has been silently waiting for Gin-san!” Sacchan retorted loudly, “Just like Tinker Bell! You’re just a monster, aren’t you? an idiot monster!”

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