Maybe a Fake Gintama - Chapter 64

“Huh? Amnesia?” Kawaki looked at Yorozuya trio in front of him with a strange expression, “Hey, what is this?”

“It’s true! Gin-san really lost his memory, Kawaki-san!” Shinpachi said anxiously.

“I think he bumped into a car when he went to buy Jump-aru,” Kagura said.

“I’ve seen enough of this kind of plot in those vulgar TV dramas. Is the author an idiot? Writing such a thousand-year-old plot,” Kawaki sighed and walked to Gintoki, who was wearing a hospital gown and looking left and right, “Yeah, it really is the same as the real thing, even the distance between the eyes and the eyebrows are close…”

“Now is not the time to talk about this. Kawaki-san, quickly think of a way!” Shinpachi asked anxiously, “Aren’t you friends who have known each other since you were young?”

“Hahahaha…” Katsura suddenly laughed behind everyone, “Gintoki, I didn’t expect you to have such a day!”

“Hey, what are you hiding behind you?” Kawaki stared at Katsura speechlessly, “Don’t hide, it’s women’s clothes, right? I saw the exposed corner, I always thought how did you sneak into Yoshihara, it turns out that you wear women’s clothes! That strange white penguin can’t get in, right?!”

“It’s not a woman’s clothes, it’s a disguise!” Katsura retorted, “Also, it’s not a strange white penguin. It’s Elizabeth!”

At this time, Elizabeth was standing at the entrance of Yoshihara with a wig and lipstick. That’s right, the security guard didn’t let it in…

“Katsura-san, that’s great. Even Katsura-san came. In this case, Gin-san might really be able to recover his memories. After all, Katsura-san was Gintoki’s former friend…”

Just as Shinpachi finished speaking, he saw Kawaki whisper something into Gintoki’s ear, so Shinpachi leaned over and listened to him.

“Gintoki, in fact, you are the Night King of this underground city, Yoshiwara! The ultimate creature known as Shiroyasha! You once defeated Joseph Joestar and the former Night King of this city, Housen! Everything else doesn’t matter! You must remember this firmly!”

Just as Kawaki finished speaking, a Kunai had already stabbed into Kawaki’s head.

“Hey! Don’t add any strange settings to others! What is the ultimate creature known as Shiroyasha! What Joseph Joestar! Those are all the settings in other works!” Shinpachi retorted and looked at Tsukuyo who came in at the same time, “Miss Tsukuyo…”

“Ah, Tsu-chan?” Kawaki stood up as he spoke, and at the same time, he pulled out the Kunai at the back of his head.

“Shinpachi is right!” Katsura said from the side, “Don’t give others any strange memories!”

As he spoke, Katsura walked in front of Gintoki, “Gintoki! Hurry up and recall, you were my little brother and you follow me around every day.”

“Hey! You did the same thing, didn’t you? You tampered with other people’s memories and so on!” Shinpachi roared again, “I thought you were different from Kawaki-san just now!”

“Actually, you just want him to restore his memory, right?” Kawaki waved his hand and continued, “I usually see so many episodes like this.”

“You mean…” Shinpachi was deep in thought.

“Isn’t it like this often on TV?” As Kawaki spoke, he had already arrived behind Gintoki, “After the first time I hit my head, I lost my memory. The second time…”

“You… What are you doing?” Gintoki felt a chill and could not help but ask.

“It won’t hurt. It will be over soon.” As he spoke, Kawaki had already smashed his fist on Gintoki’s head.

In an instant, Gintoki flew out.

“Hey! What are you doing!” Shinpachi said hatefully.

“Isn’t it the same on TV?” Kawaki asked and continue, “After the first hit, you lost your memory. The second time, you can recover your memory…”

“That’s why it’s just TV!” Shinpachi and Kagura quickly ran to Gintoki.

Doctor, “The human memory is very complex, like a tree with its branches intertwined. If one branch is disturbed, the others move, too. ”

Shinpachi asked as he helped Gintoki up, “How is it? Did you remember anything?”

“It hurts, hurts, hurts…” Gintoki rubbed his forehead and sat up slowly, “I think I remembered something… but I don’t think I remember anything…”

“Look, it’s working!” Kawaki cupped his hands and nodded.

“Really-aru? Where is it?” Kagura began to pound Gintoki’s forehead, “Where did you get hit just now? Is it here? Or here?…”

“It should be here, right?” Katsura said as he kicked Gintoki’s butt.

Seeing the two of them getting more and more excited, Shinpachi hurriedly stopped them. However, at this moment, Tsukuyo made her move. She raised her hand, and a kunai appeared. It just happened to be stuck in the place where Gintoki had just been hit by Kawaki.

“That place should be the one.” Tsukuyo reminded.

“Don’t use this kind of method to mark it!” Shinpachi complained. At the same time, he pulled Kagura and Katsura up at the same time and pulled out the Kunai on the back of Gintoki’s head.

“Let me do it. You guys are too dangerous…” Shinpachi sighed softly.

“You…” Gintoki looked at Shinpachi. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little touched. Although he did not know this child, he was protecting himself. Perhaps…

Just as Gintoki was touched, Shinpachi took out a hammer with the number “10t” written on it and smashed it at the back of Gintoki’s head.

“Hurry up and remember! You silver-haired naturally wavy hair! A boss who doesn’t pay a salary! You lost all your money to Pachinko…”

Shinpachi shouted while hammering.

“Hey! You are the most ruthless one!” Kawaki quickly pulled Shinpachi back.

“How is it? Did you remember something?” Shinpachi asked, panting.

“I don’t know if he remembers or not. I only know that after being smashed by you for a while, he might really never remember it again…” Kawaki looked at Gintoki, whose head had sunk into the floor, and replied.

“Gin-chan! How is it? Do you remember-aru?!” Kagura dug Gintoki out from the floor and asked.

Gintoki’s eyes became even more lifeless, “Who are you?”

Kawaki, “…”

Shinpachi, “…”

Kagura, “…”

Tsukuyo, “…”

“What a joke!” Katsura grabbed Gintoki and shouted, “Hey! Open your eyes and take a look! I! Your former boss!…”

Katsura was still unable to finish his sentence before he was kicked down by Kawaki. At the same time, Kawaki gestured to Tsukuyo. Tsukuyo understood and clapped his hands. In an instant, two Hyakka members appeared in the room. One on the left and one on the right, they caught Katsura and walked out.

“Why did you chase me away? Didn’t the doctor say that memories are like complicated branches? I was just grafting! The old teacher taught me… ” Katsura’s voice became farther and farther until it disappeared.

“This is really troublesome…” Kawaki looked at Gintoki who was rubbing his head and muttered, but suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, “Ah! I almost forgot about Takaji!”

“Takaji? Who is that?” Shinpachi asked curiously.

“Our old friend,” Kawaki said as he took out his phone. He opened his contact list and began to search for Takasugi’s contact information, “Maybe he has some method… here it is!”

Finally, Kawaki found Takasugi’s number and dialed it at the same time. A few seconds later, someone answered.

Kawaki, “Hello, is this Takaji?”

Takechi Henpeita, “Sumimasen, you called the wrong number. This is Kiheitai.”

Kawaki, “I didn’t call the wrong number! Call me Takaji to answer the phone!”

Takechi Henpeita, “There really isn’t a single person called Takagi here.”

Kawaki, “It’s your leader! Let him answer the phone!”

Takechi Henpeita, “Well, I’m very sorry…”

Just as Takechi Henpeita was about to give a long lecture on the loli – no, it was about the specific terms of the Edo Youth Protection Regulations, Takasugi finally came to Kiheitai’s conference room…

“Who is he talking to?” Takasugi asked casually. He walked to the fridge and opened it. He took out a Yakult and drank it.

“Shinsuke-sama~” Kijima Matako answered, “It seems that he called the wrong number. He said that he was looking for a person called Takaji.”

After listening, although Takasugi was choked by Yakult. In order to maintain his personality, Takasugi covered his mouth with his hand, coughed twice, and said again, “Acquaintance, I’ll take over…”

“Eh? Really?” Kijima Matako was in disbelief.

“Ah, [Old] acquaintances…” As he spoke, the corners of Takasugi’s mouth curled up slightly, and he directly stood in the same place.

“Ah~! Shinsuke-sama is too handsome~!”

Takechi Hentaipe turned the phone to speaker mode.

Kawaki’s somewhat happy voice came from the phone, “Takaji! Is it Takaji? Hello?”

“Who is Takaji! Show him some respect! Call him Takasugi-sama or Shinsuke-sama!!” Matako shouted.

“Hey? Who is this flat-chested voice?” Kawaki wondered, “Takaji, what do you like about flat chests?”

“Who are you calling flat-chested! You can tell that I’m flat-chested just by listening to a sound” Matako said angrily.

“Go away, flat chest. I want to talk to Takaji,” Kawaki said casually.

“Ah?!” Matako was just about to retort, but he was instantly pulled back by Takechi Hentaipe, “Mr. Kawaki, you guessed it wrong. Matako is not flat chest! Although it sounds very similar, there are still some! Although not big!”

[Foreign Voice]: Another person’s name is f*cking tampered with! He is called Takechi Henpeita, not Takechi Hentaipe!)

“Eh? Is that so?” Kawaki asked, “Hey, did you recognize me long ago?”

“Of course. No matter what, I am Kiheitai’s advisor.” Hentaipe said, “Moreover, thanks to your sponsorship, Kiheitai was able to rebuild smoothly.”

“Then don’t let me meet you next time~,” Kawaki said with a smile.

“That’s enough,” Takasugi finally spoke up, “Kawaki, what do you want?”