Maybe a Fake Gintama

After comparing the photos of the suspects on the TV, Shinpachi suddenly stood up and pointed at Tama with a trembling finger, "That... Could it be Tama?! It can't be wrong at all. The robot suspected as the murderer is this Tama! Although there is only a head left, this Dr. Hiyashi is the one who made Tama and these robot maids!"

"He killed his biological father and escaped here?" Gintoki analyzed seriously but then suddenly couldn't help but laugh. He waved his hand and said casually, "How could such a thing happen? How could this kind of broken metal kill people? How could it do such a suspicious-looking thing?"

"Isn't this a robot? There should be a lot of robots with the same appearance as her, right?" Gintoki still had a look of disapproval, "And it's just a head. How can she kill people?"

"There is also the possibility of being destroyed by someone during the escape, leaving only the head." Tama said, "Unfortunately, most of my previous memories have been lost. However, the [Fuyo No.0] model is indeed talking about me."

Kawaki, "..."

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I won't disturb you!" Kawaki suddenly stood up and nodded, "Goodbye, everyone!"

After saying that, Kawaki turned around and left without any hesitation because Kawaki felt that if he stayed here for a while longer, he might fall into some strange things again.

Before the situation became strange, leaving decisively was the most correct choice.

Seeing Kawaki leave decisively, no one thought too much about it.

But then, looking at the empty table in front of him, Shinpachi wondered, "By the way, where is Tama?"

"I think I saw Tama leave with Kawaki just now." Gintoki said casually, "It doesn't matter. That kind of thing can't be sold for much money."

"That is just a head! How did it leave with him?" Shinpachi shouted.

"She seems to have hung her hair on Kawaki's leg and left with him," Gintoki replied.

"Ah! If that's the case... doesn't that mean I don't have the egg cracking device-aru?" Kagura instantly stood up.

"I've already said it countless times. There's no such thing at all!" Gintoki shouted.

"But... I still feel a little concerned. The news is playing on TV." Shinpachi continued, "Will Kawaki-san be involved in something strange?"

"It's fine, it's fine," Gintoki said disapprovingly, "That guy is famous for his tenacious life. Even if Edo were blown up into the sky, that guy would still be alive and well."

"But..." Shinpachi wanted to say something but stopped. His brows were full of conflict.

...

On the street.

"Sigh, what a correct choice." Kawaki nodded and muttered to himself, "At least I won't fall into any strange things."

"You're right." Tama agreed.

"Right? I also think I'm very smart," Kawaki smiled and nodded, but then he suddenly realized something, "Why are you here too? Why did you follow me?"

"I'm very sorry just now, it seems that it was caused by the poor operation at the beginning of the operation, and it has now recovered." Tama continued.

"Did you follow me just to say this? I'm not interested in these at all!" Kawaki pulled Tama's hair that was wrapped around his calf with great force, "Let go of my leg!"

However, what Kawaki did not notice was that the surrounding pedestrians seemed to have seen something terrifying and moved away one after another.

After a full minute, Kawaki could not pull off Tama's hair. Tama still stuck tightly to Kawaki's calf.

"I say, you should stop before you go too far!" Kawaki scolded, "Why do you have to follow me! Isn't it good to harm that silver-haired naturally wavy hair?!"

"Congratulations, you have obtained a leg guard." Tama continued.

"I don't need it at all!" Kawaki said angrily.

"It's just a simple data analysis. According to the data on the interface, your data is greater than [silver-haired naturally wavy hair]. Do you want to save it?"

"Do you still have this kind of function?" Kawaki was puzzled, but in the next moment, he suddenly reacted and cursed, "It doesn't matter what! Hurry up and get off my leg!"

"It has been saved. The next save point, the Demon King Palace." After saying that, Tama closed her eyes again.

"Why did you save it on your own!" Kawaki shouted, "And do you want me to take you on an adventure? Do you want me to conquer the Demon King? No! I hate RPG games! Hurry up and leave my body!"

"I'm really sorry. This equipment has been cursed and can not be discarded." Tama opened her eyes and said.

"Why can't this be discarded! It's just that you don't want to be discarded!" Kawaki cursed, "And I don't remember having equipment like yours!"

"You have turned on the [Auto Pickup] and [Auto Equip] function."

"It's too late to say this now! It's just an excuse! Hurry up and leave my legs! You look like a pervert!"

"If you want to unequip the equipment, please go to the nearby church," Tama suggested.

"That's right, then where is the church?" Kawaki asked, but then he suddenly reacted, "No way! It's not like that at all! Hurry up and leave my..."

Before Kawaki could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a female voice.

"Here!"

"Here?" Kawaki raised his head in confusion. He saw three people. In the lead was a young man with soft yellow hair that made Gintoki drool with envy, and on the side was a girl with pink hair wearing a maid outfit holding a mop; behind them was an... ordinary uncle.

The most important thing was that behind these three people was a group of girls dressed as maids.

Kawaki was stunned for half a minute before he lowered his head and whispered to Tama, "Although the rest of the people are not very strange, isn't the pink-haired girl in the lead a little too strange? Isn't her eyes too big? It doesn't match the character design of this work at all."

"Hey, kid, hand over Fuyo No.0," The ordinary uncle said.

"Huh? What are you talking about, ordinary uncle?" Kawaki raised his head and asked doubtfully, "What Fuyo No.0? What is that?"

"My name is not ordinary uncle!" Ordinary uncle scolded, "Forget it, hand over the thing on your leg."

"The thing on my leg?" Kawaki pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said with a face of embarrassment, "This is a little difficult. After all, I like this pair of pants very much. If you really want it, come with me to get it at home. There are a few identical pants at home."

"It's not about that!"

"Not this?" After pondering for a moment, Kawaki suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Do you mean my underwear? Do you also like to wear boxer shorts? ! It's really incredible. He is an ordinary uncle but likes boxer shorts. It seems that people really can't be judged by their appearances."

Kawaki nodded and continued, "But that really won't do. Of course, I can tell you the address of the shop if you really like it. In fact, it's not a branded store. It's just a normal convenience store. Wait a minute; I should still have the invoice for buying things last time. There is an address on the invoice."

Seeing that Kawaki was really starting to feel around his body. Then ordinary uncle said angrily, "It's not that at all! And the only thing I like is loincloth! Who would wear that kind of thing!"

"So that's how it is. It's a diaper." Kawaki nodded, "After all, only uncle likes that kind of thing. But isn't it uncomfortable to wear it? Is there no sense of incongruity between the thighs? More importantly... wouldn't it be too tight and some feces in it stuck when you are holding it in?"

"Hmph," Ordinary uncle had a look of disapproval on his face, "What does a little brat know? This is the most traditional attire."

"So that's how it is. It's just a tradition." Kawaki nodded and then analyzed, "Because you want to keep the tradition, it doesn't matter if it stuck with some feces. Is that what you mean?"

"Data recorded: [Ordinary uncles like to wear loincloths, which are easy to stick feces]" The pink-haired girl said.

"There's no need to record this kind of data! And that's not what I'm talking about at all! What exactly did you hear?" Ordinary uncle said angrily.

"The data is deleted."

"Your maid has quite the character." Kawaki smiled and said, "But didn't you just say that you wanted to keep the tradition? Then why do you still want a maid? Speaking of which, a maid outfit is also a tradition?"

"It's none of your business!"

"I see. I understand." Kawaki had a flash of inspiration, "Ordinary uncle likes maids, so it's the so-called maid fetish. Originally, I thought only young people would like them. I didn't expect that even an ordinary uncle would like them. It seems that Tsukki opening that kind of shop was right~"

"Data recorded: [Ordinary uncles has maid fetish]," The pink-haired girl said.

"There is no need to record this kind of data!" Ordinary uncle shouted, "And now is not the time to talk about this! We should grab back Fuyo No.0!"

As he spoke, ordinary uncle looked at Kawaki once more, "Be smart and quickly hand over Fuyo No.0. Otherwise... we won't be polite."

"So, what exactly is that Fuyo No.0?" Kawaki asked doubtfully.

"Are you pretending to be stupid or really stupid?!" Ordinary uncle scolded, "The Fuyo No.0 is referring to the head on your leg, bastard!"

"Huh?! Really?!" Kawaki was shocked and then looked at Tama on his leg, "I didn't expect you to have such a name! But then again, why is it called Fuyo No.0?"

"Because... I was the first one to be made." Tama explained.

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