Maybe a Fake Gintama

Looking at the text message editing page on the communicator in his hand, ten minutes had passed, and Jiang Cheng still hadn't figured out what kind of text message he should edit and send.

Jiang Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head lightly. Finally, he put the communicator back in his arms, and leaned on the bench with his hands on his head and his face up.

What Jiang Cheng didn't know was that at the corner of the corridor only a few meters away from the emergency room, Yue Yong was quietly leaning against the wall with her hands folded.

"Well, you are the patient's boyfriend, aren't you?" The plump head nurse came out of the emergency room and said to Jiang Cheng.

"Hey, tell me nonsense again and make you into roasted pork belly." Jiang Cheng stood up and reminded with a blank expression.

"In short, your lover... no, your friend is out of danger, and can be transferred to the general ward now." The head nurse warned, "Try not to penetrate... no, stimulate his anus."

"Hey, I told you it's not that kind of relationship anymore!" Jiang Cheng yelled with blue veins on his face instantly, "He's just constipated! He's so constipated that he's been in the toilet for four hours! It has nothing to do with me! I just lent him the toilet!"

"Well, in short, if he is constipated, remember to let him eat more bananas. Maybe lubricate him in advance..."

"Wait, what do you mean by lubricating in advance? What do you mean? Do you still think we have that kind of relationship in the end? Do you want to die? Fat woman? Huh? Do you want me to make roasted pork belly and feed it to stray cats? Huh?"

...

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sky was completely bright, and Quan Zang, who was transferred to the ward and was lying on the hospital bed in a hospital gown, woke up leisurely.

"Hey, it seems that you are very lucky, you didn't die directly because of excessive blood loss." Jiang Cheng, who was sitting on a chair next to the wall and was flipping through a book of jump, said without looking up.

"It's almost there." Quan Zang curled his lips, "I saw my dead father waving to me across the river. If I didn't dislike him too much, I'm afraid I've already passed."

"Isn't it good in the past?" Jiang Cheng casually replied while looking at the jump in his hand, "You can reunite with your father. And this way of death seems to suit you unexpectedly. Constipation leads to hemorrhoids, unbearable pain and excessive blood loss. Tsk tsk tsk, it's not the way of ordinary people to die, and only an elite ninja like you is worthy of it."

"Indeed," Quanzo couldn't help laughing, "It sounds like a way of death that people will remember for a lifetime. Although it is indeed a little bit not like a ninja's way of death, but if it really comes to the day when my life ends, I really hope that I will end my life in this way."

"Really?" Jiang Cheng responded casually, still looking down at the jump in his hand, "If that's the case, I will probably laugh out loud at the funeral. Is that okay?"

"That, please be patient, because I'm afraid I can't help laughing with you. In the end, I will be very embarrassed because I frighten the guests and cause the funeral to fail."

"Sorry, I can't help but not laugh. If you want to stop laughing, you have to not invite me. But I think it's impossible, because the opportunity to laugh at you is only once in a lifetime, and I won't let it go so easily."

talking,

Jiang Cheng threw the jump in his hand towards Quan Zang, and stood up at the same time, "If you want to avoid embarrassing yourself, just eat a few bananas by the bedside every day. Also, I haven't read the last page of that jump book yet. Remember to return it to me after reading it. Goodbye."

"What a strange person." Quan Zang sat up, flipped open the jump in his hand, and licked the corners of his mouth lightly, "It's the first time I've seen such a person who would lend a manga to others without reading the last page."

Jiang Cheng didn't answer, but stood at the door of the ward and slightly raised his hand behind him as a response, then started to leave without looking back.

...

A few days later, the house of everything.

"The recent little uncle is so weird about Alu." Kagura sat cross-legged on the sofa with her hands folded and her eyes closed with a slightly dignified expression.

"It can't be because of some end end scam again?" Xin Baji, who was wearing a turban and was cleaning with a vacuum cleaner, said without raising his head, "Let me tell you in advance, if you do that kind of thing a second time, it will make readers hate it. There will be fewer and fewer readers."

"OTAKU is pretty weird," Yin Shi, who was lying on the sofa on the other side, said casually while flipping through Jump, "it's like Xinbaji is new every day for 365 days a year."

After listening, Xin Baji stopped the movement of his hands, pushed his glasses and complained expressionlessly: "Hey, what is Xin Baji, Xin Baji? What kind of vocabulary is Xin Baji? An adjective? A noun?"

"Calm down, Shinpachi." Kagura said, and then nodded and explained on his own, "It doesn't matter whether it's a noun or an adjective, Aru. To give a simple example, it's like silver sauce Aru for 365 days a year."

"Oh! I understand!" Xin Baji knocked with his hand, "It means that Yinsang is a dead fish-eye natural roll with no motivation for 365 days a year, is that so?!"

"Hey, pick your salary, Xinbaji is very new 365 days a year." Yinshi glanced at Xinbaji lightly.

"Switching to Xin Baji, it's equivalent to Xin Baji being the fantasy-loving and disgusting virgin glasses Aru who is in estrus 365 days a year!"

"Hey! What the hell do you think of me!" Xin Baji yelled angrily with white eyes and veins bursting.

"But having said that, my little uncle is really weird about Alu recently."

"Don't ignore me!!"

"The ladies and sisters of Baihua also said that my little uncle is not normal recently, Aru," Kagura continued, "It is said that one night, he helped a man whose chrysanthemum was still bleeding from his room to the hospital late at night, and after returning in the daytime the next day, he became a little strange, Alu."

"That... I always feel like I heard something terrible," Xin Baji complained silently, "I'll make sure again, is it true that he is helping a man who is still bleeding from the room?"

"That's enough, Xin Baji." Yin Shi sat up, folded his hands and said in a serious manner, "Anyway, it's not convenient for us to ask so many questions about this kind of privacy orientation. But I didn't expect that guy Jiang Cheng is not only a cosmic man and a goddess, but now he is even a man..."

Before Gintoki finished speaking, he suddenly rolled his eyes and fell straight down towards the table.

Looking at Yinshi, who was lying on the table and was still twitching and had obviously lost consciousness, and the three-pointed Kunai on the back of Yinshi's head, Xin Baji's entire half of his face began to twitch non-stop.

"Yueyue!" Kagura shouted in surprise towards the entrance.

"Ah." Yue Yong held the cigarette rod with one hand, and raised her other hand as a response.

"I'm going to make tea!" Xin Baji hurriedly walked towards the kitchen beside him.

"No, there's no need, it's just that there is something that needs your help." Yue Yong said lightly, "I'll leave after I finish."

Hearing the sound, Kagura and Shin Hachi looked at Yueyong with some doubts at the same time.

...

The next day, early morning.

Yoshihara.

"Hey, get up and patrol."

"Ah, Yueyue..." Jiang Cheng rubbed his eyes and yawned, but he never opened them. "Let me sleep a little longer. I played the game too late yesterday. Let's count it as a rest day... Please ZZZ..."

"Today is a very important celebration, a celebration that only happens once a year."

"I'm not interested..." Jiang Cheng turned to the side with the quilt in his hands, and shouted again, "ZZZZ..."

puff! (Kunai piercing sound) 呲——(sound of blood spurting)

"Hey! What kind of celebration is this!" Jiang Cheng pulled Kunai from his head, sat up and shouted angrily with blank eyes, "What kind of celebration will see blood early in the morning?!"

But just after finishing speaking, Jiang Cheng suddenly noticed something, looked at Yue Yong who was wearing a black cheongsam embroidered with maple leaves and the same style as the previous bathrobe, "Hey? Yueyue, your clothes..."

"Jiang Cheng sama!" A group of Baihua members who were also wearing cheongsams opened the door and walked in. "Today is China's clothing day! Hurry up and go on a date with us!"

"China Clothing Day?" Jiang Cheng asked in confusion.

"Didn't you say that you can drink casually on China's clothing day?" Gintoki, who was wearing a gown similar to the original kimono style, walked over, stood at Jiang Cheng's gate, digging his nostrils with his little finger, staring at the dead fish eyes with no motivation, and made a sound like a rotten can of dead fish, "That's why I came here in such shameful clothes."

Having said that, Gintoki's right side was still exposed.

"Little uncle! Get up quickly, Aru!" Kagura who didn't know when to arrive pointed at Jiang Cheng with an umbrella, and shouted seriously with one hand on his hip, "The festival has already begun, Aru!"

"Jiang Chengsang, you are the only one missing." Xin Baji, who was also wearing a blue and white long gown, pointed to Rilun, who was wearing a cheongsam and sitting in a wheelchair, and A Miao, Haruta, Kubei, the captain of the universe, Afa, Elizabeth, Xiaoyuan, Sougo and others who were all in CHINA uniforms behind him.

"You..." Jiang Cheng opened his eyes unconsciously.

"I didn't read the last page either." Quan Zang, who was wearing a blue gown, leaned against the window, raised his hand and threw the jump in his hand at Jiang Cheng, "Although it's a bit regretful that we can't see the ending, but it's surprising that it makes people think about it."

"you……"

"Hurry up." Yue Yong threw the washed light blue gown that Jiang Cheng stuffed into the cabinet when he came back from the hospital to Jiang Cheng.

"That...although I'm really touched, but... don't you think I'm embarrassed?" Jiang Cheng looked at the gown in his hand and murmured, "Are you going to watch me change my clothes?"

...

"Sister Jianghua, I tried on the clothes, and although they fit really well, I still like the clothes I'm used to. But it's good to wear them once in a while, once a year is good, and I'll be with you. Attached jpg."

The attached photo is a group photo of Jiang Cheng and his group at the [CHINA Clothing Day] evening reception.

...

One day, Yoshihara.

"Little uncle, is your birthday on October 9th, Aru?" Kagura asked.

"Ah, it should be." Jiang Cheng responded casually.

"should?"

"I don't know the exact date, but I just happen to have a deep memory of that day."

"Why?"

"Because I met your mother that day, and... a bald man."

(Jiang Cheng's birthday chapter, end)

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