Maybe a Fake Gintama

Chapter 37: 36


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“Well, it should be Takaji, not Taka[Beep—].” At this time, Kawaki suddenly raised his head and said with a serious face.

Takasugi, “…”

Gintoki, “…”

“Still the same as before, completely ignoring people.” At this time, Takasugi still tried his best to maintain his character.

“Also, are the beasts real? When did you go to the Naruto crew, Takaji? Did you get such a dangerous thing in your stomach? Is it the Kyuubi?” Kawaki walked to the front of Takasugi, squatted down, and looked left and right at Takasugi’s abdomen. “Is it okay for Naruto? Speaking of which, are you already a Jinchuriki? Is the seal really okay? I have secretly learned the twelve basic ninja seals for a long time. I have learned all the ninjutsu that appeared in the Naruto world. I have even memorized all the seals for the Dead Demon Consuming Seal and the Eight Trigrams Seal.”

Takasugi seemed to finally be unable to bear it any longer. The veins on his forehead couldn’t help but twitch. He lifted his foot and knocked Kawaki down.

“It seems that the Kyuubi seal is really fine. It doesn’t affect Takasugi’s character at all. Don’t worry, Kawaki.” Gintoki added.

“It looks like it, hahaha.” Kawaki got up and walked to the side to put his arm around Takasugi’s shoulder, “Then, Gintoki, quickly stop that old man. I will go and have a drink with Takaji to reminisce about old times…” With that, Kawaki dragged Takasugi away.

“Hey!” Gintoki was just about to say something, but Kawaki and Takasugi had already walked further and further away. From time to time, he could hear Kawaki’s laughter, “Really, leave all the troublesome things to me.” Although Gintoki said this, he still rushed in the direction of the stage.

On the other side. The Shinsengumi, who was fighting against the robot army, was really in a lot of trouble.

Although these iron robots moved slowly and their movements were stiff, they were still very difficult to deal with. After all, Shinsengumi’s member was holding a sword. It was very good to deal with physical bodies, but it was not so easy to use against these big iron pieces.

Well, Kondo’s sword has already been cut off because of the iron block…

“No waaay! My famed sword, Kotetsu-chan is…!” Looking at Kondo who only had half a sword left, wailed in disbelief, “No way! Toshi, my Kotetsu-chan is… no way!”

“Why are you so noisy? Is this time to talk about this” Toshiro replied.

“But this loan hasn’t been repaid… isn’t it?!”

“No matter how you cut it, it will continue to appear endlessly…”Toshiro muttered.

However, at this moment. The row of robots not far from Toshiro were all destroyed as if they were attacked from behind.

“What’s going on?!”×2

Just as Toshiro and Kondo finished speaking, they saw two creatures with inexplicable aura emerge from behind the destroyed robot…

Kagura, “He caused trouble at the festival…”

Sogo, “Which family’s brat is he from…”

“Oh, that’s the [Festival Music Lover], an ancient spirit that punishes the biker gang who disrupts the festival!” Kondo explained to the camera.

“No, I don’t think so,” Toshiro said.

After that was the performance of Kagura and Sogo. In the face of the two people who were burning with unknown flames, the robots were removed one by one…

Seeing this scene, Kondo was ecstatic, “The Spirit of Festival Music Lover has arrived! Victory must be ours!”

Only the old man Gengai and the robot Saburo were left on the stage. The old man Gengai lifted Saburo’s left arm and aimed it at the watchtower, “Next is the live ammunition. You have to aim properly… Saburo.”

“Affirmative.”

However, just as he finished speaking, an unexpected person had already rushed onto the stage.

“Please stop!” Shinpachi shouted, “The Shogun has already escaped!”

“Huh? My eyesight has gotten worse.

I didn’t see anything at all.” Gengai said as he began to adjust Saburo’s left arm, “It doesn’t matter. This time, I’ll blow up the guy called Shinsengumi first… ”

“Mr. Hiraga!” Shinpachi tried to stop him again, but before he could finish, another voice sounded…

“Hey, hey, your show has really made a big commotion.” At this time, Gintoki had already come to the stage and stood in front of Saburo, “Playing the hero show? Then let me who have a hero addiction join too.”

“You are not qualified, get out of my way.” Old man Gengai replied.

“I wrote the script by myself, there’s no reason to even hold on to the actor’s position…” Saburo continued, “It’s no longer popular to talk about revenge now. If you do this, Saburo will cry.”

“Which Saburo are you talking about?”

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“Anyone will do!” Gintoki continued to persuade him, “No one would expect this kind of ending, don’t you understand it yourself?”

“I understand, but… I really can’t stand the pain anymore… Letting my son die like that, while this old body continues to live on….” As he spoke, Gengai recalled the life he had once lived with his son, “I can only… I can only keep looking at those painful memories. I… am already tired. It doesn’t matter whether I can take Shogun’s head or not. I fully realize that there’s nothing I can do for someone who died… I, I just want to choose a way to die that fits my belief…”

“… So, get out of my way. If you stop me, I will not be polite!”

“Then, I can’t get out of the way.” As he spoke, Gintoki glanced in a certain direction, “Your enemy is neither the Shogun nor Shinsengumi, but us, no, it’s me alone… We didn’t protect them well! We didn’t protect our agreement! We sent them to the guillotine! Open your eyes and see clearly that your enemy is right in front of you!”

“Gin-san, you…” Shinpachi murmured.

“It’s enough for me to bear any sin alone! But I won’t die! Even though I’m covered in sin, I still have something I want to protect! I’m so angry when I say that! Whether it’s a black beast or a white pet, I understand it all!”

“Boy, you… with that guy…” Gengai murmured. But in the end, Gengai lowered his head and did not say anything, nor did he give Saburo any instructions.

But at this time, Saburo put down his raised left arm, “Da…Dad, I loved… watching you work… happily on your robots… all covered in… grease…like a kid… playing, all covered… in the mud… having so much… fun…”

“Saburo… you…” Old man Gengai looked at Saburo beside him as if he was looking at the previous [Saburo], “What are you doing, everyone is like this, what should I do! What should I do? How should I live on…!” After saying that, old man Gengai choked with sobs.

“Who knows? But living is already very amazing.” Gintoki still looked in a certain direction, They, the guys who are feeling more pain than you are still…”

Yoshiwara, in Kawaki’s room.

“Takaji, you look thinner. Eat more and eat more… Hahaha.” Kawaki kept picking food for Takasugi, “I haven’t seen you for so many years, but you still haven’t grown. Did you not eat well? This can’t be done. You won’t grow taller if you only drink something like Yakult.”

At this time, there were only two people in the room, and no one was disturbing them.

“Hey, let’s talk about business. I need people or money.” Takasugi stood up. He walked to the window and leaned against it the continued, “I know, those guys who were saved by you in the end, you have done for them all these years…”

Before Takasugi could finish, he was interrupted by Jiang Cheng, “I don’t care about money or anything, but they can’t Takaji. It doesn’t matter what you want to do. I won’t deny your life, but their position will never be given to you.”

“It’s exactly the same as before,” Takasugi continued with a smile, “What do I want to do? I just want to destroy everything until the day the beast’s whispering stops.”

“Is your head still in the summer of the second year of junior high school? Destruction? We can’t destroy anything, we have no enemies at all in our eyes, if there is, it’s just ourselves. That’s it.” Kawaki’s tone was always very casual. As he spoke, he began to loosen the bandage on his hand. However, the shocking thing was that the wound had healed…

“What a convenient body. It can heal itself in a short period of time no matter how serious the injuries are. As expected of a Yato.” Seeing this scene, Takasugi mocked.

“It’s just an old friend meeting to drink and chat. Why is the atmosphere so awkward…” Katsura’s voice sounded. At the same time, Katsura jumped in from the window.

“Is it Zura? Hey, why didn’t the security uncle stop you outside?” Kawaki asked doubtfully.

“It’s not Zura, it’s Katsura!” Katsura said as he sat down at the dining table. “The guy who wasn’t invited to the class reunion came because he talked himself, really…” As he spoke, Katsura picked up the chopsticks and began to eat, “Um, please turn the air conditioner up a little higher. It’ll be fine at twenty-six degrees Celsius.”

“Hey, the person who wasn’t invited is you, right?” Kawaki roared, “What are you trying to do by acting like the master!”

“Hmph, it really is a class reunion. I can see it. Those spirits of the dead who lost their companions are now crowded in this house, hahaha!” After saying that, Takasugi sneered again.

“Humph, do you think I am Gintoki? Are you trying to scare me with a ghost story?” Kawaki sneered and moved his position toward Katsura quietly.

Seeing this scene, Takasugi did not expose him and said again, “I’ll take half of that Housen’s treasure house. That’s all.” With that, Takasugi walked to the door and opened it. Then he walked out of the room.

“The remaining half, I… Ah!” Before Katsura could finish speaking, he was sent flying by Kawaki.

“Dead on the side!”

“You…you are the one who is most like a teacher, with a good personality or something else. Even though you said that you are not Samurai… So, the existence that Takasugi wants to destroy the most is…” Katsura wanted to continue, but he was interrupted by Kawaki.

“Didn’t you say that it was an old classmate gathering…” As Kawaki spoke, he filled up the three sake glasses in front of him and shouted out the window, “Gintoki! The sake is ready. You should come out now…”

“Okay, cheers!”

Kawaki shouted. Gintoki, Katsura, and Kawaki clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

“Pfft!” × 2

“Chinese White Wine?!” × 2

“Hahahaha…”

 

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