Maybe a Fake Gintama - Chapter 121

“Hello, little uncle~” Kagura’s voice came.

“Hey, it’s Kagura-chan.” Only then did Kawaki notice Kagura, who was greeting him across the road with Gintoki, Shinpachi, and an old man with a wonderful hairstyle.
“Do you want to play kick the can together-aru?” Kagura shouted at Kawaki.
“I’m really sorry. I can’t play with Kagura today,” Kawaki pointed to the black kimono he was wearing, “Today, little uncle will attend a friend’s father’s funeral.”
“Friends?” Gintoki asked, “Are there any friends I don’t know in Edo?”
“Can you not underestimate other people’s social circle?” Kawaki scolded, “Anyway, see you later.”
After saying that, Kawaki also greeted Shinpachi and prepared to leave.
“That’s what you mean. You can go alone with your friend. What is she going to do?” Gintoki glanced at Tsukuyo, who was also dressed beside Kawaki.
“I don’t know.” Kawaki also glanced at Tsukuyo beside him. Then, he curled his lips and said in a low voice, “She insists on following me and talking about etiquette. But I think the reason is definitely because she wants to have more opportunities to appear.”
Just as Kawaki finished speaking, a kunai had already stabbed into Kawaki’s head.
“Then, see you later.” After saying that, Tsukuyo dragged Kawaki away.
“Little uncle is not participating.” Kagura sighed and then looked at the old man seriously, “It doesn’t matter-aru! We can do it!”
“We your head!” Gintoki scolded, “How many times have I told you not to play with strange uncle!”
“I’m not an uncle but an old man. I am okay, right?” The old man stepped on the jar and said.
“Shut up. Men are all beasts.” As he spoke, Gintoki turned around and started walking. As he walked, he reminded, “Kagura, ignore the old man you don’t know. An old woman you know is going to treat us to meat. It’s very rare.”
As he spoke, Gintoki looked at Otose, who had just arrived, “This era is dominated by the old woman, and the old man can’t do it anymore. The old woman is amazing! The old woman who will never give up when helping others is referred to as [Dead Granny]! ”

“Who are you calling dead granny! Bastard!” Otose cursed.
“Then, kick that old woman. Let’s play kick the can!” The old man shouted.
“Shut up! Damn old man!” Catherine shouted as she rushed towards the old man and kicked the jar away, “If you want to kick so much, I’ll kick you!”
Looking at the can that had flown away without a trace, Catherine held a cigarette in one hand and revealed a difficult expression at the same time, “Get the can back within 20 seconds. If you can do it, I’ll play with you. Damn old fart.”
“You’re so bad, you’re so bad,” Shinpachi couldn’t help but complain.
“Catherine, how can you bully the elderly” Kagura also shouted righteously.
“Shut up! I’m in a hurry to get protein now. I’m in a hurry.” After blowing out a smoke ring, Catherine replied in a tone that deserved a beating, “Hurry up and go before the old lady changes her mind.”
“Catherine, go back to the store and watch it.” Otose glared at Catherine and said,
“If you don’t respect the elderly, don’t think that the elderly will be good to you.”
After saying that, everyone walked in a certain direction.
“Why do you say that? Sister Otose, how are you elderly?” Catherine pretended to complain, “You are still young!”
“Oh my! The can have been picked up! Let’s begin!”
Before everyone had gone far, the old man’s voice sounded. Everyone looked over and saw that the old man had really found the can.
Thus, although unwilling, apart from the elderly Otose and Catherine, the Yorozuya trio began to play the can game with the old man…
…
On the other side, inside the Hattori House.

“I didn’t expect you to really come. Thank you so much.” Dressed in a formal suit, Zenzou watched Kawaki enter and hurriedly went up to welcome him.
“No, I am.” Kawaki shook his head and continued, “Since he is Brother Zenzou’s father, even if we juniors don’t know him, we should be filial.”
“Zenzou, who is this person?” Smoke walked up and asked.
“Ah, a life and death friend!” Zenzou explained in a deep voice.
“Life and death?!” Kaoru was a little shocked, “Why did we never know…”
“Although we have only known each other for a short time, there is no doubt that we are life and death friends!” As he spoke, Zenzou recalled that day. If not for Kawaki, he might have died in the hands of the most powerful enemy in his life, [Hemorrhoid], “It was all thanks to him that I was able to survive in the hands of my mortal enemy!”
“He actually…” Kaoru covered her mouth in disbelief. However, it only took a few seconds for her to regain her senses. She hurriedly introduced herself to Kawaki, “How rude. I am Zenzou’s friend, Kaoru. Don’t stand outside. Hurry up and enter the house. The funeral is about to begin.”

Kawaki nodded. He sighed and brought Tsukuyo into the house. Of course, when they passed Zenzuo, he patted his shoulder and whispered, “My condolences.”
“Hey, did you do some strange thing without me knowing?” Tsukuyo whispered, and at the same time put the gift money into the box at the door.
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Kawaki answered casually, and then reminded with a serious face, “Let’s not talk about that for now. When attending a funeral, you must put away your feelings and use a sincere heart to send the dead away. Don’t do anything unnecessary.”
“You should take care of yourself first.” As she spoke, Tsukuyo and Kawaki had already entered the house. They found two adjacent cushion and knelt down.
Finally, the funeral was about to begin.
“Even Oniwabanshuu’s strongest man can’t fight against time…” Gou knelt beside Zenzou and sighed softly.
“What’s strongest? He’s just a big idler who wanders around every day,” Zenzou replied, “I don’t know how much trouble I’ve been through thanks to him.”
“No, no, how can a person who only knows how to play become an instructor of the Ninja School?” Gou shook his head, “The ninjas who are active in Edo are all trained by your father. And although you always say that he is too playful, in my opinion, this kind of playfulness is also…”

Before Gou finished speaking, the sliding door behind him was kicked over and pressed down. At the same time, the culprit who kicked over the sliding door – Sacchan, rushed in while shouting.
“Master!” After Sacchan shouted, she looked around and said with a puzzled face, “Ah! I heard that my master had fallen, so I rushed to see him for the last time…”
“He has already closed his eyes…” Zenzuo looked at Sacchan who was stepping on Guo’s body and explained, “The critical night was two nights ago”
“How can… Master…” Looking at the portrait, Sacchan murmured, “It’s too late, bastard!”
“So noisy! You bastard! You just squinted, okay?” Kawaki scolded, “Didn’t your parents teach you not to shout at a funeral?! Did you not learn to respect the deceased?! You stinky natto girl”
“You should be more or less the same! Sleeping at the funeral is not respecting the deceased!” Tsukuyo scolded from the side.
“Hey? You, why are you here too?” Sacchan looked at Kawaki and muttered, “Could it be…”
In an instant, Sacchan imagined a drama series, “Although I knew that my master was not careful in the past, I did not think of illegitimate children. But since it happened, we must face the reality, Zenzou!”
“What are you thinking about?” Kawaki scolded, “How is that possible! It was Brother Hattori who invited me here!”
“Huh? Why? Aren’t you enemies?” Sacchan asked in confusion.
“What nonsense are you talking about? We are life and death friends.” Zenzou waved his hand and said.
“It can’t be! Didn’t you guys have a big battle in Chintaro House?”
“Huh? What big battle? Speaking of which, what exactly are you talking about?” Kawaki was confused.
“Eh…” Sacchan lowered her head and held her glasses as she continued, “Let me think about it first… At Chintaro’s house, we all thought that you were being held back by Zenzou… What exactly happened?”
“That time,” Kawaki said with a laugh, “Don’t worry too much about it. We got together because of those things, right, Brother Hattori?”
“That’s right,” Zenzou laughed at the same time, “The friendship between men is always built in battle!”

“Hey, did you two hide something?” Sacchan still did not believe their words.
“No, no!” The two quickly denied it.
“Don’t talk about such a heavy topic. Get ready, the funeral is about to begin.” Zenzou continued.
After this small episode, the funeral finally began.
One by one, the guests went up to offer flowers to the dead.
“Hey, it’s your turn.” A guest whispered to Kawaki and Tsukuyo.
Kawaki nodded and stood up. He held a chrysanthemum in his hand and walked forward. Kawaki knew the etiquette of the funeral, so he tried hard to make a sad expression.
Finally, after the ceremony, Kawaki finally looked up and took a look at Zenzou’s father’s face. This time Kawaki was stunned on the spot.
If there was a reason, this old man looked exactly the same as the old man who was with Kagura and the others on the way here!
“Hey, hey, that’s enough,” Zenzou reminded, “Don’t be so serious.”
“Oh, so it’s like that…” Only then did Kawaki respond. He lowered his head and walked toward his seat with a dark face.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Tsukuyo looked at Kawaki, who was kneeling down again with a dark face and asked in a low voice, “Your face is very bad. Why are you sweating so much? Is it hot?”
“You…” Kawaki murmured, “Don’t look at that old man’s face… Don’t look at it… You will have nightmares…”
“He’s just a dead person. Do you really have to do this?” Tsukuyo said disdainfully. She stood up and walked forward.
“Hey!” Kawaki wanted to stop her, but it was already too late… Tsukuyo had already walked over.