Maybe a Fake Gintama

Yoshihara.

"No, it's a birthday present from Mommy, Aru." Kagura squinted her eyes, and with her left little finger she picked out her nostril, and her right hand holding something stretched out to Jiang Cheng who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Looking at the tattered gift box in Kagura's hand, which had obviously been opened more than once, Jiang Cheng complained expressionlessly: "Hey, something's wrong, isn't it?"

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Cheng took out the communicator from his arms, pointed to the exquisite gift box in the photo above, and continued, "It should look like this, right? Sister Jiang Hua has already sent me a text message in advance."

"There's nothing wrong with Aru," Kagura said calmly, "Although the packaging looks tattered, it's possible that Aru became like this after bumping and bumping on the spaceship. It's definitely not because we were curious and wanted to take it apart to have a look, and it's definitely not because Alu was accidentally run over by a big truck when we came here! And don't worry, the clothes inside are just a little stained and rotten, just a little sewing with a needle and thread will be fine, Aru!"

"You told all the story just now!" Jiang Chengbai yelled angrily, but just after he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng suddenly realized, "The clothes are inside?"

"Ah, Aru, the long gown (China clothes) made by Mommy herself." Kagura replied casually, "Anyway, my little uncle doesn't know how to wear this kind of thing. After all, he has been wearing this kimono since he appeared on the stage. He will definitely not want to wear this kind of thing. So it doesn't matter if it breaks."

"Indeed..." Jiang Cheng took the gift box in Kagura's hand and nodded subconsciously, but then he suddenly realized, "Hey, don't try to use this kind of excuse to escape the guilt! What clothes I wear is my freedom, but you don't want to escape the responsibility of breaking this dress!"

"Cut, I don't need it anyway~" Kagura spat, spread her hands and said nonchalantly, "And my uncle is almost thirty years old, so there is no need for birthday presents at all, Aru, and besides, we are originally in the model of Miss Conch, so it is too strange for my little uncle to celebrate his birthday alone, Aru."

"Kagura, next month's pocket money will be halved." Jiang Cheng glanced at Kagura lightly.

"Don't Aru!" Kagura expressed her dissatisfaction in an instant, holding Jiang Cheng's shoulders with both hands at the same time, thinking that she was acting like a baby, but in fact she used a lot of strength to shake Jiang Cheng's shoulders, crying, "I can't just deduct my pocket money Aru for this kind of basic thing, pocket money is the most important thing for a little girl of this age! I can't get any salary. Aru!"

"If you keep shaking, I might die... Kagura..." Jiang Cheng reminded, "If you die, you won't have a penny of pocket money from now on..."

"Little uncle~" Kagura switched her attack instantly, covering her eyes and sobbing.

"Even if you put on such a posture, it's useless to me." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said casually, "I've already been immune to your tear attack."

"cut!"

"Hey, if you cut it again, you won't have a penny of pocket money next month." Jiang Cheng showed a look of contempt, but then he suddenly thought of something, and secretly hooked his mouth, "Well, that's what I said, but if you can keep my next words in mind, next month's pocket money can be doubled~"

"Really, Aru?!" Kagura said in surprise.

"Well, really." Jiang Cheng nodded, then cleared his throat and showed tenderness on his face, and slowly began to talk, "Kagura, I'm sorry, I haven't told you the truth. But, maybe now it's time to tell you the truth! That's right! Your real father is not that bald man at all, but..."

Before Jiang Cheng could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng's forehead was pierced with Zong Kuai, accompanied by the sound of "呲——" spurting blood, Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes and fell straight down, falling into a pool of blood.

"Yueyue!" Kagura looked towards the direction of the door and shouted in surprise.

Yue Yong nodded slightly as a response, and then looked at Jiang Cheng who was still twitching on the ground with disdain, and reminded lightly: "Don't just instill that kind of random relationship between children."

"Why did you make it up?!" The revived Jiang Cheng pulled the kunai from his forehead and stood up, retorting with blank eyes, "Just wait until that bald man gets divorced! I will be Kagura's next father!"

"Jiang Cheng!" Gui's voice suddenly came from the side, "I didn't expect...I didn't expect you to be a fellow! I'm so touched! Why haven't I told me after we've known each other for so many years? Wouldn't it be better to tell me about this kind of thing sooner? I like NTR or something..."

"No, the little uncle is just a terrific sister-in-law, Aru." Kagura reminded with squinted eyes.

Looking at Gui in women's clothes standing outside the window, who couldn't stop crying, Jiang Cheng complained expressionlessly: "Who is your boyfriend? And why do you come out so naturally at this time? Why are you still wearing women's clothes? There are too many things to complain about, right?"

"I just…"

"That's enough!" Jiang Cheng raised his hand to stop him, "There's no need to say any more! I don't want to hear anything!"

After all, Jiang Cheng didn't give Gui a chance to speak again, and after he raised his hand and coughed, two members of Baihua appeared on both sides of Gui in an instant, pinched Gui's hands very skillfully, and disappeared from the spot together with Gui in an instant.

"In short..." Jiang Cheng turned his head and continued, but when he saw the empty room, he suddenly froze for a moment, "Ah, where is he?"

...

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Jiang Cheng folded his arms and looked at the tattered gift box on the low table in front of him. He didn't make up his mind to open the box for a long time, even if he saw the exposed corner of the light blue gown.

After another long while, Jiang Cheng made a move, but instead of opening the gift box, he took out the communicator from his arms, and glanced at the messages and photos that Jiang Hua had opened.

"A birthday present from 20 years..." Jiang Cheng sighed softly, then retracted the communicator, and tentatively reached out to open the gift box.

Looking at the light blue gown with both sleeves ripped off and covered with stains, and the overall rotting gown, Jiang Cheng lowered his head and sighed heavily.

"Can this really be called just a little bit rotten? You can't even see the original face..."

"Do you need help?" Rilun's voice came from the direction of the door, "I'm quite good at sewing."

"No, I don't need it." Jiang Cheng raised his hand and refused without hesitation, "I wouldn't wear this kind of thing anyway! So there's no need!"

"That's it, then don't bother me." Sun Wheel turned the wheelchair and left slowly.

...

A few minutes later, with a needle and thread in his hand, Jiang Cheng, who had been pierced with countless wounds, looked expressionlessly at the green gown that had not changed on the table.

[Am I a fool? ! 】Jiang Cheng slandered inwardly,【Why did you refuse so happily? ! It is impossible to repair this kind of thing by yourself anyway! what to do? What should I do now! Are you going to look for the sun wheel again? don't want! So embarrassing so definitely don't! 】

"Hello, do you need help?" Yue Yong's faint voice came from the direction of the window.

"What... what..." Jiang Cheng quickly hid his hands behind his back, and said in embarrassment, pulling the corners of his mouth.

"I'm the gift on your table, if you're distressed..."

"No need!" Jiang Cheng refused in an instant, and deliberately made a nonchalant expression, "I don't know how to wear this kind of thing anyway, so there is no need to waste that unnecessary effort!"

"Well, since you've said that, forget it." After finishing speaking, Yue Yong turned around and left slowly.

[Why do I have to be brave! 】Jiang Cheng held his head and thought in a frenzy, 【Who... who will tell me what to do now! This kind of work that girls can do, as a man, I can't do it! Ahhhhh! Sister Jianghua, tell me how to do it! 】

"Jiang Cheng sama, are you worried?" Miss Baihua's voice suddenly came from outside the window.

[Yoxi! Make sure to speak out this time! 】Jiang Cheng made up his mind, then raised his head and showed a clean smile, "Actually..."

"Ah! Master Jiang Cheng wouldn't want to wear such clothes!" A young lady from Baihua exclaimed, interrupting Jiang Cheng's words.

"It's definitely impossible," another Miss Baihua said, "How could Jiang Cheng sama wear that kind of clothes? If he wears that kind of clothes, he won't be Jiang Cheng sama."

【What do you mean I'm not me when I wear this kind of clothes! 】Jiang Cheng thought angrily in his heart, 【And I haven't planned to wear it yet! I just want to fix it! 】

"That's right. When it comes to Jiang Cheng sama, it's really the same gray kimono with fish scale patterns on the shoulders and peace knots that don't change in all seasons. With that, Jiang Cheng sama is the only one." Another Miss Baihua echoed.

[Is my existence determined by clothes? ! 】Jiang Cheng complained wildly in his heart, 【No! Not at all! It has nothing to do with my clothes! I'm me even without clothes, right? 】

"But, does Jiang Cheng sama have something like that on his table, does it mean that Jiang Cheng sama wants to wear that..."

"Don't get me wrong!" Jiang Cheng interrupted lightly, "It's just a coincidence that I received such a gift. Although I didn't intend to wear it, it was broken during delivery, so..."

"I don't want to wear it anyway. If it breaks, it will break..." A young lady Baihua said indifferently, and then greeted Jiang Cheng with a smile, "We are going to patrol, goodbye, Jiang Cheng sama."

"Oh... oh..." Jiang Cheng lowered his head and responded, "Come on..."

...

"How can it be repaired! Even one person must repair it!"

Jiang Cheng locked the door and the window, then took out his mobile phone and began to search for the correct sewing method, constantly learning.

Finally, after a whole day of hard work and countless times of pricking his fingers, Jiang Cheng successfully repaired the light blue gown.

If the blood stains on the gown were ignored, it would have been repaired decently.

But even if the repair is completed, Jiang Cheng is faced with a new problem, that is, whether he should try it on or not.

【Now everyone is gone, and no one sees it, so it’s okay to simply try it on, right? 】Jiang Cheng looked at the cyan long gown hanging on the wall in front of him, pinched his chin and thought,【Of course I don’t want to try it on myself, but I just feel that I can’t disappoint Jiang Hua’s sister, so it’s okay to just try it on when no one is around, right? Right? 】

Jiang Cheng, who convinced himself in his heart, slowly took off the kimono jacket on his body, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and tentatively stretched his hand towards the light blue gown in front of him.

"Hey, dinner is ready..." Yue Yong's voice came in from the door along with the sound of pulling the door.

Jiang Cheng, who was frightened, looked at Yue Yong at the door and defended in a hurry, "That's not what you think! I definitely didn't want to wear this kind of gown! I just feel hot! I just feel that I don't need to wear a kimono outside!"

"Well, whatever you want, hurry up and eat."

...

dinner time.

While pawing at the food in the bowl, Jiang Cheng secretly observed Yue Yong's reaction, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Yue Yong was acting as usual.

[Yoxi! It seems that there is no suspicion! As expected of me, my acting skills are flawless! 】

"Well, Brother Jiang Cheng..." Qing Tai suddenly said, "Since just now, you have been glancing at Sister Yueyong from time to time, what's wrong with you two?"

"No, no no no no! Nothing!" Jiang Cheng replied hastily.

Hearing the sound, Yue Yong glanced at Jiang Cheng lightly.

After the meal, Jiang Cheng slipped back to his room without any hesitation. After locking the door, he went to the wall in the living room where the light blue gown was hung without the slightest hesitation.

Without thinking, Jiang Cheng took off his kimono, and then reached out to take off the gown, but before he could try it on, the voice of a hemorrhoid ninja suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hey, do you want to wear that?"

"Why are you here!" Jiang Cheng staggered, turned his head and crazily complained to Quan Zang.

"Ah, I just passed by and wanted to borrow a toilet." Quan Zang replied honestly, "But after all, you don't really want to wear that kind of thing, do you? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't suit you, right? And it's too dirty, right? There seems to be blood on it..."

"How...how is it possible, hahaha..." Jiang Cheng rubbed his head and laughed foolishly, "I just want to take this blood-stained long gown that was crushed by a big truck on the ground...take it...take that thing, ahhahaha..."

"Ah, that's it." As he said that, Quan Zang suddenly covered his stomach and showed pain on his face, "Can I borrow the toilet for a while? I can't help it..."

"Ah, use whatever you want..."

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