May Be the Fake Gintama

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"Forget it, just watch it as you like." The shop owner interjected with his hips folded.

"Really?!" Kagura turned his head and looked at the shop owner with some surprise.

"Skull and Crosses 17" is a good comic. After reading it, you will become smarter and become the prime minister." The shop owner pretended to exaggerate, "Although it is a bit slurred."

"Also, can I watch "Mr. Apu" too?" Kagura asked again.

"Yes, you can." The shop owner replied.

"I said Kagura-chan, your preference for comics is really peculiar." Xinba Haw twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled in embarrassment.

"Mr. Apu is also a good comic," the shop owner sighed, "I didn't expect "Mr. Apu" to be serialized for 30 years. "Mr. Apu" is really good."

"No, I can't imagine what kind of comics it looks like." Xin Ba Haw twitched his mouth with a speechless spit.

"Well, there are no guests here anyway, you can come here anytime." The shop owner continued.

"Hey?" Xin Ba Haw asked questioningly, "Boss, is your business poor?"

The shop owner’s expression suddenly became a little lost, and slowly explained: “A new beauty salon opened opposite, and there is a hairdressing salon in front of them, professional haircuts, etc. After that, the customers are all attracted to the past, what? The business of talented beauticians and high-end equipment is very good. After receiving so much money, they just send customers casually."

Speaking of this, the shop owner held up his hand and continued with a sigh of relief: “The barber shop is not just a place to shave your hair, but also a social place for people to cultivate feelings. In the past, you only had to go to the barber shop. Almost all things can be known. Everyone gathers together and is lively. I want to pay attention to these things more than appearances. Even if the hair is cut off, the bonds between people will continue to cut."

After that, the shop owner turned his head and opened the curtain behind the barber area and walked in, then walked out with a stack of tall cartoons and placed them on the table in front of Kagura.

"Here, the full set of "Mr. Apu"." The shop owner wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you, boss." Kagura smiled excitedly, reached out his hand and picked up one of the comics tall in front of him, and flipped it through.

"But for this reason, there are no other customers besides you." The shop owner lit a cigarette, took a lightly and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, a little relieved and a little sentimental, "Oh, I want to It's really hard to be mixed up in this world~"

"Boss..." Xin Ba Hao looked up at the shop owner.

At this time, Yin Shi who was waiting impatiently squinted Doudou's eyes and walked over, reminding: "That, I said it's a bit too slow, right? Can you cut it for me quickly?"

"It doesn't matter, we are not only here to cut our hair, but also want to meet the boss." Xin Ba Hao said with relief.

"Oh, what I said really makes me happy." The shop owner said with a smile on his face and praised him.

"Yes, yeah, but at any rate, I'm here to cut my hair. Can you cut it for me first?" A blue vein raged on the face of the ignored Yin Shi, and he rolled his mouth and continued, "Although the bond between people is It’s also important, but..."

Before Ginshi finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Kagura.

"Boss! Alu disappeared from the seventh volume of "Mr. Apu"!" Kagura raised his small face with a serious look.

"What?!" The store owner's expression became serious in an instant, and then he quickly bent over and began to check the comics on the table.

When another blue veined silver was filled on his face, he twitched the corner of his eyes and reminded again: "Well, if the barber shop doesn't cut hair..."

"Really!" The shop owner made a solemn face and stood up straight again, "The seventh volume of "Mr. Apu" is gone! Where did it go?!"

"Say nowhere." Kagura replied.

"No...impossible! How could you lose it?" The shop owner looked incredulous.

Ginshi, who was holding back his anger, reminded again: "Forget "Mr. Apu", cut your hair first..."

Before Yin Shi finished speaking, the shop owner turned around and rushed towards the door. At the same time, he reminded him: "Yo Xi! I will buy the seventh volume right away! The shop will leave it to you!"

"Received!" Kagura and Xin Ba Hao got up and saluted at the same time.

"Cut my hair ah ah ah!!!" Yin Shi finally roared out.

However, the owner of the shop rushed out the door and got on the bicycle, and roared in the direction of the comics shop with white eyes...

...

On the other side, Jiang Cheng and Mao Mao wrapped in a turban were walking slowly towards the barbershop.

"Speaking of it, why is it wrapped so tightly every time?" Jiang Cheng asked curiously, "Is it because I'm afraid of the sun? Or is it too shy to show my face?"

Mao Mao smiled and did not answer, but changed the subject, "Stop talking about me, let's talk about Jiang Chengsang. I am very curious about Jiang Chengsang."

"Little general," Jiang Chengyu sighed earnestly, "This level is not good, men and men are basically the same. Men only need to be interested in women and games. If they are interested in men, they can't be. What a good man. You have to remember this sentence."

"Game?" Mao Mao puzzled.

"Ah, it's what I'm interested in," Jiang Cheng explained. "For me, it's a game. How about you?"

"Is there something you are interested in?" Maomao murmured, then turned to look at a group of young children who were happily playing spinning tops in a side alley, and then looked at the vendors on both sides of the street who were shouting constantly. And all kinds of people coming and going.

"Do you like little ghosts?" Jiang Cheng wondered, and then curled his lips. "I'm the most annoyed little ghost. It's just a Harita. I'm almost annoyed by the noise. I want to sew his mouth in minutes. on."

"Aren't you all grown up from children?" Mao Mao asked with a smile on his face.

"I said that, but the little ghost is different from the little ghost! When I was young, I had to be more sensible." Jiang Cheng dismissed it, "It is different from the current kid who only knows how to behave like a baby!"

"If you say that, I am even more curious." Mao Mao smiled, and then turned his face to look straight ahead again, "Jiang Chengsang, what do you think of this country and the people of this country? You can talk to me Tell me something?"

"Hey, we are not the generals above. Talk about these being careful to be heard by people on the street and sent to the government. I don't want to cause trouble." Jiang Cheng frowned and complained in a low voice.

"Yes..." After a pause, Shigeru asked, "Then what does Jiang Chengsang think of the samurai?"

"It's not that you hate it," Jiang Cheng shrugged and replied casually, "but I can't talk about loving it too much."

"why?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Cheng replied with a curl of his lips, "I just think that Bushido or something is too earthy. Wouldn't it be better to replace it with belief or goal? Everyone lives according to their own Bushido? It's too earthy. This era is no longer suitable."

Mao Mao turned his face away, looking at Jiang Cheng with an unclear expression.

"Don't show that expression anymore," Jiang Cheng sighed, then turned his gaze to the front again and slowly said: "Nothing in this world is perfect. If you want to get something, you have to pay a price. This is a rule, a rule that is difficult to change. But those guys, those samurai who have met in the past, can see nothing but their own bushido, and put all the same precious things in their so-called bushido. Next, it seems to be saying, "It doesn't matter if I lose these, because I never violated my Bushido." It's really uncomfortable. This attitude is like looking for a high-sounding excuse for his past failures. "

"But," Jiang Cheng said, "Even if you lose a lot or even everything, you must implement the Bushido you believe in. I admire this spirit. So I don't like or hate samurai. , If I insist on evaluating it, in my eyes it is just a group of stubborn people."

"Jiang Chengsang's point of view is really new." Mao Mao smiled, "No one has ever analyzed a samurai from this perspective. We who have lived in this country since we were young have never heard of such remarks. "

"Probably the so-called fan of the authorities?" Jiang Cheng turned his face to look at Mao Mao.

"Maybe that's the case." Mao Mao sighed with emotion, and then smiled lightly.

"Oh, here it is!" Jiang Cheng stopped and looked at the shop beside him, "The friend's barbershop that the uncle said!"

With that said, Jiang Cheng turned his head and compared it slightly in his mind between the beauty shop in Mentingruo City across the street and the deserted old-fashioned barber shop in Mencoro.

"It's weird that opening a store in a place like this will be popular." Jiang Cheng curled his lips.

"Let's go in." As he said, Mao Mao opened the sliding door and walked in.

...

"Is anyone? I'm here to return the comics for a friend of the shop owner." Mao Mao took out the comics in his arms as he stepped into the shop and said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The shop just dealt with a certain one perfunctorily. The orangutan who wants to have a plastic surgery and a certain aspirant who wants to change his image. At this time, the trio of Wanshiwu, who is about to run away, wearing hairdresser costumes and wigs, watched stepping into the store. Mao Mao and Liang Jiangcheng were instantly shocked.

"Your one is the store manager?" Jiang Cheng questioned.

"That..." Xin Ba Haw, wearing a Mediterranean headgear, pinched out the drake's voice and said with a smile, "The manager just went out. If you are looking for the manager, please come back tomorrow."

"Suga, there's no way." Jiang Cheng looked at Mao Mao on the side, "Let's go? Didn't you say you are going to Yoshihara? Just to take you to experience some of Yoshihara's newly opened stores. They are absolutely superb. value!"

[Little general? ! Gintoki, with a big beard drawn on his mouth, wore explosive headgear, and Shin Baja twitched half of their faces at the same time.

"Wait, Jiang Chengsang." Maomao slowly tore off the turban on his head. "Before that, can they help me re-comb a bun? It seems very interesting."