Maybe a Fake Gintama

Kawaki: Hey! Don't use the title that will make readers misunderstand!

(TL notes: The Moon in Japanese is Tsuki, while Tsukuyo's nickname is Tsukki, so the title can also be read as "The Beautiful Tsukuyo Is the Best Appetizer!")

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"Don't joke around. How would I know?" Kawaki waved his hand and replied impatiently, "Hurry up and get out of here. Don't bother me anymore, you stinking brat."

"But... Sister Tsukuyo really looks super super super something is wrong!" Seita said exaggeratedly, "If it were Brother Kawaki, maybe he knew how to restore Sister Tsukuyo's liveliness!"

"I already said that I don't know at all!" Kawaki couldn't help but curse. Then he sighed and put down the game controller in his hand and stood up. He pushed and kicked Seita out of the door and locked the door in one go.

"Listen to me a little more, Brother Kawaki!" Seita shouted from outside the door.

"Hurry up and go to the small forest to practice your Rasengan. Don't bother me anymore, Boruto." Kawaki clapped his hands and casually replied.

After saying that, Kawaki ignored Seita's shouts and went to sit down in front of the computer. He put on his headphones and turned to the maximum volume, continuing his game adventure...

"Sure enough, mom." Seita turned his head and looked at Hinowa, who was sitting in a wheelchair, "Let Sister Tsukuyo give up. There is no need to thank him at all, right? For that otaku."

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The incident started last night.

At this time, a period of time had passed since the incident with Jiraia, but Kawaki felt that something was wrong with Tsukuyo recently.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" At the dining table, Kawaki stared at Tsukuyo, who was sitting across from the table, and asked, "Why do you always have a tangled expression on your face? Could it be... constipation?"

"How is that possible! Idiot!" Tsukuyo scolded while rolling her eyes.

"Not constipation? Could it be... hemorrhoids?!"

"Hey, what are you talking about at the dining table? I'll kill you." Tsukuyo replied.

"Hmph, I understand." Kawaki crossed his arms and snorted. Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really not easy to be a woman. It's so hard to have a few days every month."

"It's not yet that day," Hinowa explained with a smile.

"Speaking of which, isn't it the same for Brother Kawaki? He has to sleep for a few days every month..." Seita raised his hand and said.

Kawaki, "..."

"Well, it's none of my business, but don't dangle in front of me again, OK?" Kawaki put down the chopsticks in his hand and casually replied, "Looking at your expression, I feel like the food is no longer fragrant~."

"Really?!" Tsukuyo slammed the table and stood up.

"What kind of reaction was that?!" Kawaki was shocked and then quickly explained, "A joke, it's a joke. Are you a person who can't afford to joke?"

Looking at Tsukuyo, who lowered her head and sat down again without saying a word. In the end, Kawaki gave up the desire to pick up the chopsticks again.

"I am full." After Kawaki said this, he slowly got up and left.

It was only after Kawaki left that Seita finally reacted. He looked at Kawaki's several buckets of rice beside him and exaggeratedly said, "Brother Kawaki ate so little today! It was only five buckets of rice! It was one-third of the usual! Is he sick?"

"Really?!" Tsukuyo slapped the table and stood up again.

"Mom..." Seita carefully moved to Hinowa's side and whispered, "Something is really wrong with Sister Tsukuyo..."

Hearing this, Hinowa did not say anything. Instead, she smiled and looked at Tsukuyo, who was standing at the side.

After seeing this, Tsukuyo quickly sat down, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, and began eating.

"Do you want to eat all of Brother Kawaki's share?" Looking at Tsukuyo, who was constantly eating food, Seita retorted with an expressionless face.

"No, maybe she just wants to thank Kawaki-san, so she is very distressed," Hinowa explained to Seita with a smile on her face.

"Who would want to thank that damn otaku!" Tsukuyo instantly exploded and roared.

Seita looked speechlessly at Tsukuyo, who was like a cat with fur raised.

Hinowa still had a smile on her face.

Looking at the eyes of the two people, Tsukuyo could not stand being stared at. She hurriedly explained, "I just feel that this time, that idiot has saved Yoshiwara from a disaster. If not for him, Yoshiwara would definitely have suffered a disaster, right? At that time, the re-construction fee and the medical fees of the injured girls will be a large sum of money. So, I just want to help Yoshiwara's courtesan..."

As she spoke, Tsukuyo's voice became softer and softer.

"What exactly does it mean?" Seita asked in a low voice.

"What Tsukki means is that the Kawaki-san in this incident is like an employee who helped the company to stop damage in time." Hinowa summarized.

"Right! That's what it means!" Tsukuyo replied.

"Do you think of yourself as the board chairman?" Seita retorted expressionlessly again.

"That makes sense. This time, we really should thank Kawaki-san properly. Of course, it's on behalf of the girls who are on Yoshiwara," Hinowa said with a smile, "Then, I'll leave this matter to you, Tsukki. You can definitely complete the mission perfectly, right?"

"It can't be helped. Since you said so, Hinowa, then I can only..." Tsukuyo crossed her arms and pretended to be indifferent...

This was probably what happened, which was why the beginning of the scene was like this.

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Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a constant knock on the door. Even with headphones on, Kawaki could still hear it.

Finally, after the game character was hung up, Kawaki finally couldn't bear it anymore and took off his headphones. With a dark face, he got up and walked to his door.

"I already said not to bother me! Smelly brat!" Kawaki opened the door and shouted at the same time. However, as soon as he opened the door, Kawaki found that the person standing at the door was not Seita, but Tsukuyo, who was holding a stack of game discs.

"Ah, it's you." Kawaki scratched his head and said casually, "What's the matter?"

Tsukuyo opened her mouth, but in the end, she did not say anything. Instead, she smashed all the games she was holding onto Kawaki, and the latter was directly smashed to the ground.

After doing all this, Tsukuyo turned around and left without any hesitation.

"What the hell is wrong with this woman?" Kawaki rubbed his waist and stood up. Then, he glanced at the game disk that had fallen to the ground, "These are..."

"What kind of punishment is this?" Kawaki asked doubtfully, "Didn't I say that I don't like RPG games? Could it be..."

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Dinner time.

"These are for you." As he spoke, Kawaki picked up a stack of game disks from the side and placed them in front of Seita.

"These are..." Looking at the RPG games that his mother usually did not buy for him, Seita was shocked, "Did Brother Kawaki buy these for me? They are all very expensive!"

"How is that possible!" Kawaki retorted and then casually continued, "Tsukki bought these for you, but it seems that he was too embarrassed to give them to you, so he let me deliver them for you."

"Really?!" Seita showed a face of joy, "Thank you so much, Sister Tsukuyo, for giving me so many games! But then again, where did Sister Tsukuyo go?"

"I don't know," Kawaki replied casually.

"Seita, it's better to play games for one hour a day," Hinowa said with a smile.

"Why is it like this..." Seita pouted and muttered.

At this time, Tsukuyo, who was standing at the door, held her forehead and was full of depression. Then, she slowly turned around and left. One had to know that all of Tsukuyo's savings had been used to buy these games...

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After the meal, Kawaki held his big belly, like a pregnant woman's belly near its due date, and burped in satisfaction.

"I'm full. I'm really satisfied." Kawaki said with a satisfied face.

"Today's appetite is normal." Seita looked at the dozens of empty wooden buckets that should contain rice beside Kawaki.

"After all, I didn't see that ugly face today." Kawaki casually replied.

"Don't say that about Sister Tsukuyo." Seita complained, "Sister Tsukuyo only did that for..."

"Seita." Hinowa stopped Seita from speaking and then looked at Kawaki with a serious face.

"What are you looking at?" Kawaki was confused.

"Brother Kawaki, you are really too slow sometimes," Seita complained.

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? It's completely meaningless." Kawaki was puzzled.

Seita wanted to explain, but he was interrupted by Hinowa again.

"The moon is also very beautiful today. Don't you think today is very suitable for a drink?" Hinowa extended a finger and suggested with a smile.

"No, my schedule has been full recently. I really don't have time." Kawaki decisively refused.

"That schedule is..." Seita murmured.

"Of course, it's a game!" Kawaki replied.

"Just staying in the room to play games?!" Seita shouted.

"Are you underestimating the game?!" Kawaki scolded and then revealed a fanatical expression, "Those are the crystallization of the game designer's heart and blood!" Countless idealists gathered together and experienced countless years of meticulous work! That is a GAME! "

"The process of playing the game is not just playing. More importantly, it is to feel the painstaking efforts of the game designers when designing the game! That is no longer just a game! It is an incomparable work of art!"

"You just found an excuse! It is really bad! You damn otaku!" Seita shouted.

"What did you say?! You stinking brat!" Kawaki scolded.

"Well, you can't play games 24 hours a day, right? Today, you should relax. You can drink whatever you want~" Hinowa continued, "Just in time, Yoshiwara got a batch of high-level Chinese white wine, but the sales were not high. They were all piled up in the warehouse~."

"If that's the case, then I can't refuse..." Kawaki nodded and replied, but then he saw Hinowa and Seita did a high-five, "I always feel that... you have some conspiracy..."

"No, no! Nothing!" Seita explained in a flurry.

"Really?" Kawaki still did not quite believe it.

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