Maybe a Fake Gintama

Yoshiwara.

In Kawaki's room.

Kawaki stared speechlessly at Katsura, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him. He was dressed like a housewife and had heavy makeup on his face.

"What do you want to do? Zura." Kawaki retorted expressionlessly.

"It's not Zura; It's Katsura!" Katsura replied solemnly, "I just feel that I haven't seen you for a long time and miss you. So, I took the time to come in a hurry just to catch up with you. Of course, I also came with a little desire for talent. I can't bear to see you continue to fall! It's destined that you will fight side by side with me! Change this rotten world with me!"

Seeing that Katsura was about to go on and on, Kawaki decisively clapped his hands. Then, several Hyakka members rushed in from outside the door and lifted Katsura up.

"Throw it out." Kawaki stood up and said casually. Then, he turned around and walked toward the computer.

"Hmph, is this your trump card?" Katsura, who was being held up by a Hyakka member, snorted and said, "When we compete, whoever shows his trump card first will lose. Only if he can leave the card at the last moment will he be the winner!"

As he spoke, Katsura looked at the Hyakka member at the side and said, "That, miss, please take out the "that" from my bosom! That is my trump card!"

After the Hyakka member heard this, although she really did not want to pay attention to him, Kawaki also turned around curiously after hearing Katsura's words. Seeing this, the Hyakka member could only resist reaching into Katsura's bosom to explore.

"This is..." The Hyakka member murmured as she looked at the things she had found.

"This is it," Katsura snorted and looked up at Kawaki again, "Kawaki, can you still take that kind of attitude when you see this?"

"Are you... looking down on me?" Kawaki looked at the several chocolate-flavored flavored sticks in the Hyakka member's hands and said expressionlessly. Then, he looked at the group of Hyakka members again and said, "Throw them out."

"Yes!" xn

"Wait!" Katsura quickly shouted and then made a deep look and said again, "It is not a loss that you are the trump card of our organization. In the face of this temptation, your expression did not change!"

"Oh right, and when you throw him, remember to strip this dress and hang him at the entrance of Yoshiwara for three days," Kawaki said again.

"YES!" xn

After responding, the group of Hyakka members dragged Katsura and prepared to leave.

"Wait! You don't have to do it to this extent! It's just a joke!" Katsura quickly shouted, his tone becoming weaker and weaker, "That, there's really something I need your help with! Ah! Don't tear off my shirt! Don't take off my clothes! Don't touch there; you can't touch there either! Ah!"

In the end, Kawaki's heart softened.

"Alright, alright." Kawaki waved his hand, "Let him go first."

Only then did the group of Hyakka members put Katsura down.

...

After listening to Katsura's words, Kawaki directly spat out the tea he had just drunk, which just happened to spray on Katsura's face.

"Are you here to tell a bad joke today?!" Kawaki crazily retorted, "The Jouishishi who is wanted by the whole country is going to participate in a TV show?! And there's even a one-day follow-up interview?! Although I know you're an idiot, but it shouldn't be to this extent, right?!"

"This is just to let the public know what kind of existence we, Jouishishi, are!" Katsura answered seriously, "Criminals, bomb demons, radical guerrillas, terrorists. There are many guys who despise us and fear us. Although, in fact, many of them are bandits, but that is only a part of it! Most of them are like you and me, worried about the country and want to change the country! Don't you want them to change their impression of you "

"It should be you! Don't drag others in without permission!" Kawaki replied decisively, "Also, aren't you the Bomb Demon? What are you pretending for!"

"Not only Gintoki, but even you have also become like this" Katsura clasped his hands with an emotional look on his face, "I really miss those days when we fought together for this country, and it's still deeply etched in my mind."

"If you still remember, give back the 5,000 yen you borrowed that day!" Kawaki retorted.

"5,000 yen? What are you talking about?" Katsura instantly switched to a natural dumb expression, "It's too long ago; how can I remember such trivial things?"

"Didn't you just say that you remembered everything in your mind?!" Kawaki retorted, "Do you think that you can fool me with that natural dumb expression?!"

"Can't I?"

"Of course not!" Kawaki scolded, "That was the only 5,000 yen I had left at the time! After I lent it to you, you never paid it back! Every time I asked you; you always pretended to be dumb!"

"You are so fussy. Are you still a samurai?! Samurai shouldn't care about trifles!" Katsura retorted.

"What does it have to do with samurai?" Kawaki cursed, but in the end, Kawaki sighed softly, "Forget it; I don't want to bother about this anymore."

After hearing this, Katsura revealed a face of surprise and said, "Really?! You really don't care about it anymore?! If that's the case, then all the previous debts will be written off, right? Not only that time when I barrow 5,000 yen, but the 10,000 yen and 20,000 yen will also be void!"

"You remember it at all!" Kawaki grabbed Katsura by the collar and shouted, "You step into the trap! Do you admit it, now? Admit all of it! Return all my 35,000 yen! You bastard!"

"Eh? 35,000 yen? What 35,000 yen? Are you going to lend me 35,000 yen?" Katsura once again switched to a natural dumb state.

"Please go to hell and slowly think about it!" At some point in time, Kawaki had changed clothes. He held a sword in his hand and stood behind Katsura. Meanwhile, Katsura was kneeling on the ground. A short sword appeared in the small box in front of him.

"Wait!" Katsura hurriedly shouted and then said with a serious face, "If it really is a debt, I won't delay it! Then, at least take out the IOU or receipt."

"It was you who said you would pay it back the next day! That's why I didn't ask you to write the IOU and receipt! Are you going to renege on it, you bastard" Kawaki cursed with blue veins popping out.

"So you can't prove it?" Katsura nodded, then revealed a troubled expression, "Then it's difficult. Since there are no IOU or receipts, then it can't prove that I really borrowed money from you. Since it can't prove that I really borrowed money from you, then it's hard to say whether this debt really exists or not. After all, my mind doesn't have the memory of when I asked you to borrow money and haven't written down the IOU and receipts..."

"Someone, drag him out, strip him naked, and throw him on the street," Kawaki shouted at the door.

"Wait!"

...

Kawaki and Katsura once again sat face to face. However, what was different from before was that Kawaki's face was full of pleasure, while Katsura's face was bruised and swollen as if he had just suffered a traffic accident.

"Then, do you want me to record your stupid appearance on TV?" Kawaki narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"No, because the reporter for the interview is Hanano, who was in the blooming season, and considering the ratings and other situations of the program. I even carefully considered the ending of the show. The two of us sat in the cafe, and I introduced my past photos to her. In the end, she received an unexpected letter from a relative and was moved to tears. Then a development like [Want to come to my house?] happen!" Katsura explained with his hands crossed.

"Isn't it too old-fashioned?" Kawaki retorted expressionlessly, "What was that last sentence? Are you a hooligan?"

Katsura ignored Kawaki's ridicule and said again, "But considering that the other party might not have prepared the letter, the effect of the program is greatly reduced. So to prevent this from happening, I want to ask you to..."

"It's so embarrassing. I won't write that kind of thing even if I die." Without waiting for Katsura to finish speaking, Kawaki directly refused decisively.

"No, I haven't said what I want you to do," Katsura replied and then took out a letter from his bosom, "I have already prepared the letters! There is no need to worry!"

"Even the letters were prepared by yourself?!" Kawaki complained.

"After all, this is the first time I will appear in front of audiences across the country, so I must consider all the circumstances. For example, the timing of inserting advertisements..."

"You don't have to consider those things at all!" Kawaki scolded.

"After all, it requires funds to fight against the Amanto," Katsura retorted with a serious face, "We still need to talk about the profit of advertising! At present, we have already won the sponsorship from Ikumatsu Store! On the day of the interview, as long as we praise the ramen in Ikumatsu Store, we can eat a bowl of ramen for free!"

"Are you going to fight against Amanto with just a bowl of ramen?!"

"No, in fact, I contacted the seller of Delicious Bars. As long as Delicious Bars appear in front of the camera, we can get a whole box!"Katsura replied.

"Enough; I don't want to retort you anymore." Kawaki casually waved his hand and replied, "Hurry up and get down to business. The chapter is almost over, and you haven't gotten to the point yet."

"Do you want to interfere in this advertisement? I have already designed the bulletin for you!" Katsura suggested.

"It does sound good. It can promote Yoshiwara in the whole country and bring benefits to Yoshiwara..." Kawaki nodded and analyzed. After pondering for two seconds, Kawaki looked at Katsura seriously and said, "But no!"

"Why! It's obviously a win-win situation, okay!" Katsura shouted.

"If it were someone else, I might agree, but if it were you... I always feel that things will get worse..." Kawaki explained with a troubled expression.

"Don't tell me that the trust between us is gone?!" Katsura shouted, "It's the past where you can entrust your back to the other party is really gone?!"

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