Maybe a Fake Gintama

"Don't be silly, Shinpachi-kun," Kawaki waved his hand and replied disapprovingly, "Is this kind of gift the most suitable? First, you don't have to spend a lot of money. Second, you fully express your intention to celebrate her birthday."

"If you give that very expensive birthday present, of course, the other party will be very happy. But when you celebrate your birthday, the other party will also be very distressed about what present to give you. It is very easy to form an unhealthy competitive style." Kawaki said with a serious face, "But in this way, the other party won't be distressed. Just return a gift package of the newly released FPS game on your birthday!"

"Wait a minute! It sounds reasonable in the beginning, but the turning point is too abrupt! I can't tell where the equality is!" Shinpachi crazily complained, "Speaking of which, I can only see your thick skin from your words! You just sent a hand-drawn card and want the other party to return a game gift package!"

"No, sending someone a card and returning with a gift package is common sense, Shinpachi-kun."

"I have never heard of this kind of unfair common sense, bastard!" Shinpachi shouted. Then he looked at Otae again and said angrily, "Go, sister. Compared with these two people, your present will never lose!"

Hearing this, Otae frowned slightly. After a long time, she finally made up her mind. Under the encouraging eyes of Shinpachi, she slowly stood up and picked up the cake in front of her.

However, just as she turned around and took a step, she was hit by a stout middle-aged man who wore a Japanese suit with a bun.

Otae's center of gravity was unstable, and she didn't pay attention. The cake fell to the ground and shattered into a pile of mud.

Otae couldn't help but cover her mouth and look at the pieces of cake on the ground. Tears flashed in her eyes.

"That's very dangerous! You moron!" The middle-aged man stopped and scolded arrogantly. Then he turned to look at Kawaki and the others on the table and continued with disdain, "Poor people shouldn't be wandering around in a place where they don't belong!"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man snorted and left a sentence of "Heh, serve you right!" and "Damn eyesore!" before turning around and leaving.

However, at this time, Shinpachi, who had been silent all the time, finally made a move. Shinpachi raises his head and slowly follows the middle-aged man. He raised his left hand and hold the middle-aged man's right shoulder. Because of this, the middle-aged man stopped and turned to look at Shinpachi.

Shinpachi had his head lowered.

No one could see the expression on his face.

"Stop right there. Did you bump into it on purpose just now? Apologize!" As he spoke, Shinpachi raised his head and raised his voice. He reminded him again, "Apologize to my sister properly!"

"What did you say? You stinking brat." The middle-aged man glared at Shinpachi and replied indignantly.

"Stop, Shin-chan." Otae hurriedly stopped him.

At the same time, the guests also noticed the dispute between the two. All of them turned to look at Shinpachi, including Kyubei, who had just been chatting with two guests who had come to congratulate him.

"What? It's them again..."

"What is it this time? A fight? They're such a nuisance."

"Get lost! You don't belong here! This isn't a place for freaks like you!"

"That's right, get lost!"

"Hurry up and go back!"

"Cut it out already!"

...

More and more guests stood up and looked in the direction of Shinpachi and the others.

However, this time, Shinpachi did not care about more and more accusations and curses. He still frowned and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"See? It seems that the wrong person is not me, but you." The middle-aged man looked at the crowd around him and revealed a disdainful smile.

"I won't go back! If you don't apologize, I won't go back!" Shinpachi retorted.

"Shinpachi..." Gintoki could not help but remind him.

Shinpachi remained unmoved.

However, just as Shinpachi and the middle-aged man were in a stalemate, Tojo's voice came from behind the middle-aged man.

"Can I ask you to leave?" Tojo walked toward the two of them unhurriedly.

After hearing Tojo's voice, Shinpachi and the middle-aged man looked at Tojo at the same time.

"I, Ayumu Tojo, one of the four heavenly kings of Yagyu, will not permit any further behavior that would besmirch the young master's honor," Tojo said as he walked.

"That's right!"

"Poor people should get lost!"

The guests at the side all jeered at the same time...

Looking at the reaction of the guests at the side, the middle-aged man smiled sinisterly and then broke away from Shinpachi's hand.

"Do you understand?! Get out of here!"

Shinpachi refused to admit defeat and reached out to grab the man again, but he was ridiculed and teased by the man.

However, at this moment, Tojo, who had already arrived beside the two of them, instantly grabbed the wrist of the middle-aged man. Without waiting for the man to react, Tojo slightly exerted force and threw the man on the floor behind him.

"I was talking to the people insulting the young master's friends." Tojo calmly explained.

"To-Tojo-san..." Shinpachi was a little surprised.

"You bastard! How can you say that to the guests you invited to a birthday celebration?!" A guest pointed at Tojo and shouted.

"Those words will lead to the fall of the Yagyu clan!" Another guest pointed.

"Guests?" Tojo was a little confused. He turned his face and continued, "I don't recall inviting you. The only people I've invited to this celebration..."

As he spoke, Tojo glanced at Shinpachi and the others in front of him again and continued, "... are the young master's friends. The other people merely take effort to show up every year. Enticed by the sweet smell, I suppose. Unfortunate;y, the young master, unlike her father, place friendship before money. You won't be able to build your superficial relationships with the young master."

"What a disappointment!" After a guest cursed, he threw the wine glass in his hand on the ground and then walked out of the door while swearing.

At the same time, the other guests were like this guest, cursing and swearing as they walked out of the door.

In just a few minutes, only Kawaki and his group were left in the venue, as well as Oguri Shunnosuke, who didn't know if it was because he hadn't reacted or if it was because of some other reason...

...

"Tojo, I'm very sorry." Shinpachi bowed heavily to Tojo and shouted, "It was all because of defending us that this happened..."

Without waiting for Shinpachi to finish speaking, Tojo interrupted him and explained, "No, no, no, I wasn't defending you."

"Huh?" Shinpachi raised his head and looked at Tojo with a puzzled expression.

"The renowned Yagyu clan has many connections and there will inevitably be a lot of weeds. We were just mowing the lawn here." Tojo replied unhurriedly, "It just so happened that some bugs happened to conveniently pop out as well."

"You mean..."

"Indeed, I knew that you people would snap back without thinking," As he spoke, Tojo looked around the entire hall and sighed with emotion, "Aiya, it's really very clean. Thanks to you guys, our lawn is all neat and tidy."

"Tojo-san..." Only then did Shinpachi finally react. His expression also started to become subtle. He twitched the corners of his eyes as he looked at Tojo's back, "Could it be that... we're you using us? Using us to instigate those people..."

"Hahahaha... Who knows..." Tojo did not answer. After laughing a few times, he directly walked to the side.

"Hey! Hold it right there! Damn slit eyes! Hey!" Shinpachi shouted loudly at Tojo.

On the side, Kyubei, who passed by Tojo, stopped and said, "Tojo, I don't mind you putting on airs, but don't come crying when Father yells at you."

In an instant, Tojo turned his head and revealed a constipated expression.

"But... Nevertheless, you have my gratitude..."

...

"That's enough. Let me go." Tsukuyo glanced at Kawaki, "It's already over, I won't make a move."

"Ah, sorry, sorry. I was too busy watching this show and almost forgot." Only then did Kawaki react and quickly let go of Tsukuyo's hand.

It turned out that just as Shinpachi was arguing with the middle-aged man, Tsukuyo reached into her bosom and took out several kunai, but Kawaki, who had already noticed it, quickly grabbed Tsukuyo's hand under the table.

"Since it's over, then it's an ordinary birthday party." Kawaki stood up, narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile, "Come on, it doesn't matter even if you are a classmate who doesn't talk much..."

After that, Kawaki picked up the hand-drawn card he had prepared on the table and walked toward Gintoki and the others who had already started to set up the Game of Life board game again with a smile on his face.

Tsukuyo, who stayed in place, opened her hand and looked at the kunai with a pink bow in her hand, and murmured softly, "It's just a present..."

"Hey, hurry up! We are ready to start here!" Kawaki turned around and shouted at Tsukuyo, "I have already booked the winner of today's Game of Life! If you don't come over now, you will miss the figure of me stepping on these people's heads!"

"What did you say?! Bastard!" Gintoki was instantly unhappy and shouted.

"Just a defeated opponent," Kawaki snorted with disdain, "Do you still remember our Game of Life record in the past?!"

Listening to the quarrel between Kawaki and Gintoki, Tsukuyo gently raised the corner of her mouth, then stood up and walked in the direction of the crowd...

...

Later, when Kawaki found Tojo to ask for the promise to be fulfilled, he was told that the so-called head of the game company was among the guests who were driven away...

So...

Tojo was planted in the courtyard of Yagyu's house by Kawaki like a sapling. It took three full days before he was dug out by the servants of the Yagyu clan who couldn't stand it anymore...

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