Maybe a Fake Gintama

"Actually, I really understand how that uncle feels." Kawaki shook his head and continued, "Think about it carefully. If it were you guys, if you had your own family in the future and had your own daughter, but!"

Kawaki raised his voice a bit, "One day, your cute daughter brought a punk full of holes all over her body one day to announce their relationship?! What were your feelings when punk with holes all over her body called you father or mother?"

"Get rid of him!" Gintoki and Hasegawa were the first to speak. By the way, one of the two imagined children was a female anchor whose voice was like a morning bell, and the other was her wife who had left home.

Kawaki nodded after hearing their answers.

"It's too much!" Oryou roll her eyes.

"That makes sense." Otae nodded and smiled, "Killing or something is indeed a bit too much."

"Yes, yes." Oryou nodded.

"Since he likes holes so much, wouldn't it be good to poke him a bigger hole?" Otae smiled and continued, "Wouldn't it be nice to put it on the street as a trash can? It can also contribute to society.

"You are similar to them!" Oryou retorted crazily, and then her tone changed and said earnestly, "At this time, you should educate your child and have a heart-to-heart talk to her!"

"No, it's not right to leave the heart-to-heart with the child to the mother at this time!" Kondo, who did not know when to come, stood in front of them, "Compared to mother, the relationship between an adolescent daughter and father is better. So, leave it to me, the father, at this time! Miss Otae!"

"Ah! Gorilla!" Otae shouted as she used a straight punch to hit Kondo in the face. The latter was like a cannonball, flying straight and hit the wall.

"Ah, it's really dangerous. Recently, I've been seeing a strange wild gorilla. This world is not peaceful anymore." Otae patted her chest and sighed.

"How is it not peaceful?" Oryou roared, "And that's not a gorilla, it's Kondo-san!"

Otae did not listen at all.

At this moment, the excited voice of the waiter came from the booth of Matsudaira and Ane not far away.

"Five Dom-Peri, coming right up!"

Afterward, everyone sighed when they looked at Ane's booth with the champagne tower.

"What a waste. The wine has spilled out." Gintoki stared at the wine that had been spilled out and sighed.

"The drinking method in the nightclub," Otae explained.

Looking at Matsudaira, who was standing at the table with a bottle, and the girls who were cheering for him at the table, Oryou was a little discouraged, "Five bottles in one go. This time, there is no victory."

"Victory? Do you want to win against him?" Gintoki leaned on the sofa nonchalantly, "Don't worry. As long as you give me an 8:2 water to shochu and give this idiot a bottle of Chinese Erguotou, we'll definitely get higher than him!"

"It's not like this, who wants to conduct such a lame victory..." Hasegawa hurriedly replied.

"Not this? Could it be a competition for alcohol tolerance?" Gintoki asked, "Then there's no need to worry. Kawaki is someone who can defeat an entire army by himself! He definitely won't lose!"

"Eh? Is Kawaki-san's alcohol tolerance so good?" Otae exclaimed.

"Yeah," Gintoki nodded, "But he can only drink Chinese white wine. The rest of the wine will get him drunk, even just one drop."

"What kind of setting is this?" Oryou retorted.

"Where did that idiot go?" At this time, Gintoki found that Kawaki was missing again.

"Where are you looking..." Oryou pointed at Kawaki, who had mixed into Ane's booth. At this time, Kawaki was exchanging cups with Matsudaira, standing at the table and drinking wine.

Let's switch the time back to three minutes ago.

"Uncle, what a coincidence." Kawaki greeted Matsudaira, who was drinking at the table.

"Oh, it's you!" Only then did Matsudaira remember, "What a fortuitous encounter! I appreciate your help last time. In order to express my gratitude, I'll treat you today! Please order whatever you want to drink!"

"Eh?! Really?!" Kawaki found it hard to believe.

"Of course, it's true!" Matsudaira continued, "But you can only attack the wine. If you attack my lovely babies, I won't let you off easily."

The above was the whole process. Of course, Ane strongly opposed it halfway, but the rest of the girls agreed unanimously. She was outnumbered, so Ane had no choice but to agree.

"Hey, he has completely integrated into it!" Hasegawa reminded, "He's already having fun!"

"That traitor!" Gintoki shouted angrily, "He actually didn't bring me along!"

"Is that it! Is this the only thing you're angry with?! The reason why you're angry is that he didn't bring you?!" Oryou started to ridicule him.

"Then, let's go up too! Just pretend to be an acquaintance and sneak in to drink! There's no problem!" As he spoke, Gintoki had already stood up with a solemn expression on his face, "Little ones! Follow me!"

Gintoki did not notice that Otae's face was getting darker and darker, and the result was...

Kawaki sat back down in Otae's booth. However, there was a slight difference. There was still half a bottle of wine on the back of Kawaki's head that had not been pulled out. As for who had smashed it, there was no need to know at all.

By the side, Gintoki had already been beaten unconscious. There was no need to know who had beaten him up.

"Ah, who was so careless that he smashed the wine bottle on someone else's head?" Kawaki sighed and pulled out the wine bottle at the back of his head. Blood instantly spurted out.

"That's not it! There's blood coming from behind you!" Oryou roared.

"This?" Kawaki looked indifferent. Then, he took out two band-aids from his chest and pressed them against the back of his head, "Isn't this all right?"

"Is it really okay? It looks so serious..." Oryou looked at the back of Kawaki's head, which had already stopped bleeding, and found it hard to believe.

"Isn't it normal in the animation?" Kawaki glanced at Oryou, "A band-aid on any injury is like nothing has happened."

"That's what they said... But does it really matter? Don't you need to go to the hospital for a CT or something?"

"It doesn't matter." Kawaki waved his hand, "At least I have some confidence in the hardness of my head. After all, Gintoki and I have gone through very harsh training."

"Training?" Oryou was puzzled.

"Don't you know?" Kawaki said helplessly, "Then let me demonstrate it for you."

As he spoke, Kawaki stood up and looked for the suitable victim beside him. When he saw Hasegawa, his eyes lit up, and he instantly appeared behind Hasegawa. He stretched out his hand and said, "Look carefully~."

After a crisp knocking sound, Oryou looked at Hasegawa, who had sunk to the floor with only one head left and fainted.

"In short, this is the kind of training. From a young age, Gintoki and I have experienced it countless times." Kawaki said earnestly.

"This can't be considered training at all! It should be just getting beaten up!" Oryou retorted with veins popping out.

Kawaki looked indifferent as if he couldn't hear Oryou at all. He dug out the fainted Hasegawa and placed him on the sofa.

"I really can't hold my liquor well. I got drunk just like that." Kawaki sighed.

"Hey, you really make people angry! Have you forgotten everything that happened a few seconds ago?!" Oryou roared angrily. Then, she looked at Otae with a troubled expression, "Otae, what should we do? Let alone winning, two of our players have already died!"

"Victory? What victory?" Kawaki was puzzled.

After Oryou's explanation, Kawaki finally understood.

"So that's how it is. No matter what industry it is, competition is very intense." Kawaki cupped his hands and nodded. Then, he looked at Otae apologetically, "I'm really sorry. If it were any other time, I could still help you. However, this month's funds are indeed a little tight. Tsukki is very strict on my money, but!"

"But?" Oryou ask.

"Isn't it just about work? This isn't a big deal." Kawaki waved his hand, "If it really isn't enough, you can just go to Yoshiwara. Tsukki has been complaining that Hyakka has too much work and there aren't any new people. But I believe that if it were Otae, she would definitely be able to complete Hyakka's job well."

"Hyakka? What is that?"

"Women's guardian angels and the like. They deal with some troublesome men and the like." Kawaki explained.

"Eh? Is there such a job?" Oryou found it hard to believe.

"Of course. I believe that with Otae's ability, she will be able to complete the task perfectly." Kawaki glanced at Gintoki, who was still unconscious, and nodded.

"Although it is a bit presumptuous, is dealing with some men who are constantly pestering the girl referring to what jobs?" Oryou asked.

"Cut off the limbs, or cut off the lifeblood, etc. To be honest, I'm not too sure. After all, it has always been Tsukki who dealt with it." Kawaki picked his ears and said casually.

"This treatment method is not right!"

"That's right!" Kondo, who had dug himself out of the wall, appeared in front of Otae again. He cupped his hands and nodded, "I will not agree to Miss Otae working in that kind of place! No husband will agree to his wife working in that kind of place!"

"Ah! Gorilla!" Otae exclaimed and punched again.

Looking at Kondo, who was lying on the ground, and Otae, who was still punching Kondo's face. Kawaki said to Oryou, "Look, it's very suitable, right?"

"Ah... Yes..."

...

"Miss Otae, stop beating..." Kondo said with a face full of scars.

"Ah! The gorilla speak!" Otae was so scared that she took a few steps back. Just when Kondo thought Otae would stop, Otae rushed over again in the same posture.

"This planet belongs to humans!" Otae stepped on Kondo's stomach with a strong diamond leg...

"AHHHHH----!!!"

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