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Maybe a Fake Gintama - Chapter 306

Published at 15th of April 2024 05:58:21 AM


Chapter 306

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One day at noon, Yoshiwara.

After eating lunch and leaving a sentence “Gochisosama”, Kawaki hummed a tune and stood up, ready to go back to his room to have an in-depth exchange with his newly bought game.

But before Kawaki could start, Hinowa on the table suddenly raised his index finger and said with a smile, “Sometimes, you have to exercise properly. Otherwise, you will get moldy. You have been in your room for a week, haven’t you? You have to go out and exercise properly, right?”

Kawaki did not care about this. He snorted and said, “It doesn’t matter! I exercise enough every day! Whether it’s the head (here refers to the focus on the game) or the body! (here refers to the hands)”

“Shut up, your game has been confiscated today.” Tsukuyo put down the bowl of soup and said coldly.

“Huh?!” Just as Kawaki was about to argue, the phone in his bosom suddenly vibrated.

Kawaki took out his phone and saw that it was a message from Kagura…



“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Gintoki stepped through the door of the lounge, folded his hands, and snorted, “Although the time is a bit tight, I feel that I have found a very powerful companion.”

With that, Gintoki stepped aside, pointed at the people behind him, and introduced loudly: “Look! This is the new FC Oedo team member!”

“Member my head!” Kawaki, who was wearing a No. 10 volleyball jersey, kicked Gintoki away and scolded, “Didn’t you say it was playing volleyball?! Why did it become soccer?!”

“Um, Kawaki-san, calm down.” Shinpachi, who was wearing a blue soccer team uniform, quickly pulled Kawaki back, “Because the situation is very urgent, so we lied a little. I beg you, please help us a little.”

“Who cares!” Kawaki turned his head and shouted, “I came out to exercise because I couldn’t stand Tsukki’s words! Isn’t the text message talking about volleyball?!”

“It’s not bad. Anyway, it’s all balls.” Kagura said.

“It’s completely different!!”

Looking at Kawaki and the others who were making a scene, and behind them are all kinds of strange men and women in different costumes: (Kondo and Hasegawa who are doing some kind of free exercise with mosaics on the whole body, Sacchan wrapped in a pink bath towel and lying on the ground, Katsura and Elizabeth cosplaying as football players, as well as Otae, who had a sports headband tied on his forehead, an orange fighting vest, a short, and boxing gloves on his hand, and finally, Kawaki, who was wearing the No. 10 volleyball jersey), Amarao Daisaku, who was wearing the No. 11 blue soccer uniform, directly knelt down.

Amarao Daisaku was kneeling on the ground, holding his head and shouting to the sky, “Jesus Christ! Who the hell are these people?! What costume party did you find them at?!”

As he spoke, Amarao stood up directly and pointed at the people in front of him, complaining in an exaggerated manner, “They have already reached the level of unnatural things no matter how you look at it! All that’s missing is Kin-chan! Where is he? Where’s Kin-chan?”

(Note: Kin-chan refers to Kinichi Hagimoto who used to host a costume contest.)

“We need Shinya, too.” Kagura added.

(Shinya is Shingo Katori’s spoof and Kinichi Hagimoto’s partner.)

Kawaki looked at the African man with dreadlocks hair wearing a soccer uniform and a slightly stiff Japanese accent in front of him with a puzzled face. He whispered to Shinpachi, “Shinpachi, who is this person?”

“That person is the FC Oedo star player. He’s Amarao Daisaku.” Shinpachi explained in a low voice, “This time, it seems to be Amarao Daisaku-san’s soccer retirement game. However, it seems that we have messed it up… That’s why I asked you to help us…”

“I’m not interested. Goodbye.” Without waiting for Shinpachi to finish, Kawaki turned around.

“Wait! Kawaki-san!” Shinpachi quickly pulled Kawaki and whispered into Kawaki’s ear, “Amarao Daisaku-san is doing this for his son and wanted to score a goal for him! I beg you, Kawaki-san, help us a little.”

“I don’t care at all!” Kawaki roared, “By the way, why are you participating in the game? What about the original team members? What happened to the original team members? Were they eaten by you?”

“Because of some accidents…” Shinpachi turned his face away and scratched the back of his head, saying with some embarrassment.

“So it has nothing to do with me! You should make up for your own mistakes!”

“If you want to blame someone, blame your precious niece,” Gintoki pointed at Kagura while picking his nose with the other hand, “It’s all because of her that the original team members were sent hospital after drinking that stuff.”

“That stuff?” Kawaki was puzzled, “What kind of strange things did you guys do?”

“We came here to sell beer,” Kagura replied, raising her hand, “But those guys said they can’t drink alcohol before a match, and they said they only wanted Bocari, so I went looking for Bocari powder and made some for them.”

“Wait, what do you mean by Bocari powder?” Kawaki raised his hand and asked expressionlessly.

“That.” Kagura pointed to the small cart that was used to draw white lines on the lawn, “But I didn’t expect their “Bocari Tolerance” to be so low. After drinking a little, they lay on the ground motionless.”

“Hey, that’s lime powder, right?” Kawaki said expressionlessly, “It’s a powder that makes people reach the dead or alive dividing line.”

“That’s basically the case,” Gintoki nodded with his hands crossed, “That’s why you’re the only one who can help Amarao!”

“That makes sense,” Kawaki nodded, “My ass! That’s why I said that you have to make up for the trouble you caused yourself! Why did I drag someone unrelated in here?! I’ve hated that about you the most since before!”

“Huh?!” Gintoki was unhappy. He rolled up his sleeves and shouted, “You are the same! In the past, when you went to hanamachi to play with women’s feelings and forced all the women to seek death and life for you, did you forget who helped you settle it?! Ah?!”

“I don’t remember that kind of thing at all!” Kawaki shouted with veins popping out, “Don’t talk nonsense here!”

“It’s still exactly the same as before. When it’s time to go to the battlefield like this, you’ll be arguing. Really, you haven’t grown up at all,” Katsura, who was cosplaying a soccer player and wearing an eyepatch with Elizabeth’s logo, crossed his arms and snorted, “So didn’t I remind you two many times before? You must be fully prepared before going to the battlefield. Unlike you, I have already made sufficient preparations and perfectly previewed soccer-related knowledge.”

(Here, Katsura is wearing Nankatsu team uniform that says “Tonkatsu”(Pork cutlet).)

Elizabeth, who was cosplaying Yuzo Morisaki, raised the whiteboard at the right time: [I’m Morisaki]

(Yuzo Morisaki: The Goalkeeper of Nankatsu in Anime Captain Tsubasa.)

Kawaki and Gintoki, who were fighting each other, chose to ignore it, but Amarao Daisaku couldn’t help but complain, “Hey! The one next to you is completely wrong! He is not from the same team at all! By the way, did you come here just after watching Captain Tsubasa?!”

“I’m not Captain Tsubasa. I’m Captain Katsura!” Katsura corrected.

“Who cares!”

“Hey, excuse me, what’re we doing?” Sacchan, who was lying on the ground with a towel wrapped around her, licked her lips and kept moving her toes. She held her head with one hand and made a charming posture, “It’s been a long time since I made an appearance. I was asked to come to a contest where you roll balls around without using your hands. I was full of enthusiasm~”

As she spoke, Sacchan looked at Gintoki, who was still fighting with Kawaki, and impatiently shouted, “Isn’t it just right, Gin-san!? Hurry up! Hurry up and take out your balls!”

“Take it!” Gintoki took the soccer ball from the side and directly kick it into Sacchan’s face. The latter directly flew out.

“Eh? I heard we were doing a sport that involved a lot of kicking [Beep—] so I dress up like this.” Otae frowned slightly and said.

“Eh?” Hasegawa, who was still doing some exercise, blushed and continued, “I heard that it is to show everyone the “free and easy” ball gymnastics, so I came here like this.”

“Eh?” Kondo, who was standing behind Hasegawa, also had a trace of shyness on his face. He said with some embarrassment, “I heard the person who makes the most unique Inari sushi was the winner, so I came here like this~”

“Hey! Except for the last guy, everyone else is talking about the [Beep——] topic!” Amarao Daisaku shouted.

“No, I’m not,” Kawaki raised his hand and retorted, “I came here wearing this look because I heard that I was going to replace Karasuno No. 10 in the national competition.”

“It’s still wrong!” Amarao Daisaku shouted, “It has nothing to do with soccer!”

“In other words, you don’t need us?” Kawaki nodded and analyzed. Then, he smiled and looked at Shinpachi, “He already said that he didn’t need us, so I could only say that I could only do nothing. Goodbye, Shinpachi-kun.”

After saying that, Kawaki turned around again.

“Wait a minute, Kawaki-san!” Shinpachi quickly stopped him, “We can’t do it with one person missing! I just gathered eleven people! We can’t participate if you leave!”

“Don’t worry, it’s just a lack of one person. You can replace it with [Perseverance] and [Momentum] at this level.” Kawaki waved his hand, his face full of disapproval, “No problem! As long as there is perseverance and momentum, there is no problem! Even if there is only one person left, it doesn’t matter! Don’t you agree, Kagura? “

“That makes sense-aru! At a time like this, you can only rely on your momentum! Come on! Amarao!” Kagura cheered, “Even if there is only one person left, it doesn’t matter!”

When the others heard this, they nodded while clasping their hands.

“It won’t work at all!” Amarao Daisaku yelled in a broken voice, “Do you mean that I should go up alone?! Is that so?! How can one person break through the blockade of eleven people?! No, no, no!! Absolutely not!”




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