Maybe a Fake Gintama

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Yoshiwara, one morning on a day off.

In front of the TV, a man with orange hair and ponytail was lying on his side on the ground, supporting his head with one hand, and the little finger of his other hand was picking out his ears and watching the content on the TV in boredom. He heard footsteps in the corridor outside the door. After the sound, he stood up instantly and came to the door.

"Yueyue," Jiang Cheng opened the door, stuck his head out, and said with a smile to Yue Yong, who had just passed by in the corridor, "I have to go out in a while."

"Oh." Yue Yong just glanced at Jiang Cheng and responded lightly without even stopping.

But then, Yue Yong inadvertently noticed what was playing on the TV in Jiang Cheng's room, and immediately stopped, with a bit of surprise on her expressionless face.

Jiang Cheng, who noticed the change in Yue Yong's expression, followed Yue Yong's line of sight and looked over. After seeing clearly the source of Yue Yong's surprise, he immediately laughed a few times and started to explain.

"That's a videotape sent by Sougo-kun. It's quite interesting. I was invited to be a supporting guest before, but it was delayed due to the game." After a pause, Jiang Cheng continued, "Now I just want to choose. Just a game as a gift in return."

Looking at the scene on TV that was obviously a parody of the Saw sequence, and the scene at the end of the film where Sougo was obviously beaten to death by Fourteen, several black lines appeared under the corners of Yue Yong's eyes.

"By the way," Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of something and then asked, "Yueyue, do you know the staff of the theater? Such a good work should be seen by everyone."

Yue Yong, who was speechless, snorted softly, turned away and left without stopping.

"Weird woman. If you don't know her, just say you don't know her. Why is this attitude..." Looking at Yue Yong's back, Jiang Cheng was a little confused, then shrugged and said to himself, "No. The only way is to go to the theater and find it yourself~ The deputy director of the real casting team as the lead actor must be very interesting~ Maybe he can make a lot of money~"

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message asking Sougo. After waiting for just a few seconds, Jiang Cheng received a text message agreeing with Sougo.

"Yoshi, if the producer, planner, director and one of the starring Sougo-kun all agree, then there won't be a big problem." Jiang Cheng held his chin and analyzed to himself, then raised his head with a smile and said He snapped his fingers and said, "OK! Everything is fine!"

…

Edo streets,

Jiangcheng, who had just bought the game from Akihabara, was holding the video tape presented by Sougo and negotiating at one cinema after another about box office sharing and release time.

At present, more than half of the movie theater directors expressed their strong intention to cooperate when they heard that the deputy director of the True Selection Group was the lead actor.

Although the content of the video tape is obviously and deliberately imitated, the reputation of the deputy commander of the real selection team and the captain of the first team will definitely sell it! Not to mention anything else, those anti-barbarians who hate the Shinsengumi and want to find the weaknesses of the Shinsengumi will definitely not be absent!

After negotiating various matters and signing a contract with the person in charge of the 18th theater, and leaving the copied videotape, Jiang Cheng left with satisfaction.

…

"It feels like I can make a lot of money~" Jiang Cheng said to himself excitedly as he walked, "Now I can buy as many games as I want~ Yeah~ I'm really happy today~"

"Is it already this time?" Jiang Cheng stopped and looked up at the big sun in the sky, then faced forward and continued walking forward, "It seems that it's already time to eat, so let's go back early."

Just as he finished speaking, two somewhat familiar people suddenly appeared at the corner not far ahead, or rather a somewhat familiar old man in sunglasses, and a somewhat familiar young man wearing a turban.

"Hey, uncle, young general." Jiang Cheng raised his hand and greeted Songping Gong and the young general beside him.

"So it's your boy." Songping Gong, who was dressed in casual clothes, stopped and looked at Jiang Cheng in front of him.

"Jiang Chengsang, it's been a long time." Maomao raised his head and sighed slightly.

"Just right!" Mr. Songping suddenly thought of something, "Brother, I'll leave the general to you! Uncle, I still want to go to the usual nightclub, but the general doesn't seem to be interested in accompanying me in the hotel."

"Leave it to me!" Jiang Cheng winked and gave a thumbs up at the same time, then he put his arm around the young general's shoulders very familiarly, with a teasing smile on his face, "Hey, do you still want to go to Yoshiwara? The girls in that shop have been talking about you for a while~ How do you think?"

"Really?" A faint nostalgic smile appeared on Maomao's face.

"I'll leave it to you, little brother!" Mr. Songping took out a wad of 10,000-yuan bills from his arms and handed it to Jiang Cheng, but when he took out the money, he accidentally escaped with a comic book.

"What is this?" Jiang Cheng asked doubtfully as he took a wad of banknotes and the comic, "Volume 7 of "Mr. Apu"? By the way, is this comic still being serialized? I don't remember that it has been published to more than 200 volumes. Yet?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm going to give this back to a friend." Mr. Matsudaira took the comic back, and then sighed, "Oh, I almost forgot about it. It seems that before going to the nightclub, I have to first Just go there once..."

Seeing Lord Matsudaira sighing and looking a little disappointed, Shimomo suggested: "Katakuri Tiger, why don't you let me help you return that to your friend."

"Hey? Is that okay? It's a little far from here." Matsudaira said in surprise, "And this place is right next to Yoshiwara. Didn't you say you want to go to Yoshiwara?"

"Ah, it's okay. I just want to talk to Jiang Chengsang a little more." After saying that, Maomao turned his head and looked at Jiang Cheng, "Is that okay? Jiang Chengsang, please take a little time."

"Ah, yes, yes, after all, the money has been paid." Jiang Cheng nodded, and then chuckled, "Making customers satisfied is Yoshihara's purpose! Even Yoshihara is in the service industry!"

"Souga, that's great." Shigemo smiled, and then took the comic from Matsudaira's hand, "Katakuri Tiger, just tell me the address."

"All right……"

…

On the other side, in an ordinary old-fashioned barber shop, an uncle with a bun, a mustache, and glasses who could be called the owner of the shop stood behind a certain man with naturally curly silver hair sitting on a chair. , was talking to him.

The whole store looked deserted and old, and there was only one customer. The other ones were a certain boy with glasses and a certain girl with a bun who followed Gintoki. But these two people are not here to get their hair trimmed.

"Speaking of buns, do you know why you need to cut your hair like that?" the shop owner asked, glancing at the various pictures of buns with hairstyles posted on the wall.

"You must have a sore on your head." Gintoki replied casually.

"No, no," the store owner shook his head, and at the same time helped Gintoki tie the scarf, and then explained to himself, "That is so that the helmet will not be stuffy when wearing it, that is, the samurai wants to be able to wear it at any time. A habit developed on the battlefield can be said to be the soul of a warrior."

"Where's the soul..." Gintoki agreed perfunctorily.

"As a result, what do you think they are like now?" The shop owner continued with some helplessness and displeasure. "Everyone has discarded their buns and their souls together. They either permed or dyed them. They even said it was a country of warriors. It's really Where’s the sadness, right?”

"So, what are we going to do today?" The store owner finally got to the point.

"Perm it straight." Gintoki's face showed no energy at all, but he spoke very simply, and then continued very casually, "Old man, you are too stubborn. No matter how many times you tell me, I will never shave my hair." If you have a bun, perm it straight for me."

"Boss, you are so stubborn. You can't cure your head just by perming it," the store owner replied. "The twisted character is seeping out from your pores, so you'd better shave it into a bun and shave it off again." Let’s correct it.”

"Enough is enough," Gintoki curled his lips and continued with some disdain, "The bun is the soul of the samurai? Is that just an excuse for those bald men, "It's not bald, it's to wear a helmet"? Put on the wig before putting on the helmet! asshole. "

"You don't understand," the shop owner corrected him seriously, "You don't become bald because of wearing a helmet, you become bald because you wear a helmet. It's not just [Beep——] Button but also [Beep——] Chero. , even the famously handsome [beep--] Alonso has also lost a lot of hair in the four years since he joined F1. So it is really scary, an airtight helmet."

"No F1 driver shaves their hair into a bun, right?" Gintoki complained feebly.

However, the shop owner completely ignored it and continued: "That's right, right? The bun is a kind of proof of existence, and it also includes the fraternity custom of "if everyone is bald, there will be no bald people." Everyone All blended together by baldness. "

"What is that? The Human Completion Plan?"

"Gin-chan, are you okay Aru?" Kagura, who was sitting on the guest sofa nearby, turned to look at Gintoki and asked aloud. However, after seeing Gintoki who had not changed at all, he changed his mind instantly. She sounded like an old lady: "Ara? What's going on? It's not super short at all! It's going to be cut again soon. Cut it shorter! Boss, please give him a crew cut!"

"Are you Oka-san?!" Gintoki shouted with white eyes.

"You can also get a haircut, Aru," Kagura sat back down and opened the comic in her hand, "Try to spend as much time as possible."

"Do you want to finish reading "Skull 17" here?!" Gintoki said angrily, "Go back quickly, idiot! This is not a manga room!"

"Hey~ I've only seen half of the Shin-ryu arc, Aru," Kagura pouted and complained, "Golgo accepted the challenge and fought the Shin-ryu at the risk of the academy's survival."