Maybe a Fake Gintama

Chapter 150: Benizakura Sword Arc Part 10

Chapter 150: Benizakura Sword Arc Part 10

Kagura, "..."

Gintoki, "..."

Shinpachi, "..."

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me? Do I have rheum on my eyes?" Kawaki asked doubtfully. Then, he tore off a piece of his tattered kimono and wiped his eyes, "How is it now? Have I wiped it off?"

No one spoke for a long time, and even Okada, who was fighting Katsura, stopped.

Finally, someone moved. Kagura was the first to rush to Kawaki.

"What's wrong? Kagura-chan? Did you miss me after not seeing me for a few hours?" Kawaki looked at Kagura, who was standing in front of him with her head lowered, and asked doubtfully.

The next moment, Kagura clenched her fist and punched Kawaki in the stomach with all her strength.

"Gahhh!" Kawaki directly spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell down. Then, he held his stomach and raised his head, shouting, "What are you doing? I was punched before I even had a meal, and I almost vomited out my stomach acid..."

"It's best if you vomit out all your internal organs! Bastard!" Kagura scolded, "You should compensate me for the tears I shed for you, you bastard!"

"Great... Kawaki-san is still alive..." Shinpachi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and replied.

"Um, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do. A party or something. Let's wait for the next time. I'll leave first." Gintoki said as he prepared to leave.

"Hey? I just ordered fruit parfait's takeout. Gintoki, are you leaving now?" Kawaki asked in confusion.

"Huh? Really?" Gintoki instantly rushed to Kawaki, shook Kawaki's shoulder, and shouted, "What flavor is it? Strawberries? Or honeydew?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this!" Shinpachi retorted loudly, "No matter how you look at it, now is the time to prepare for battle!"

"Shinpachi-kun is right," Katsura walked over, stood in front of Kawaki, and continued, "Is there a soba?"

"Ah, of course." Kawaki gave him a thumbs-up.

Then, Kawaki shouted at Okada, who was stunned and did not speak, "Hey, can you wait for me to eat my fill? Please, if I don't eat my fill when I just wake up, I will be very distressed."

With a snort of laughter, Okada put away Benizakura and walked to the side to sit down. Of course, Jouishishi and Kiheitai did not put away their sword. The two sides were still facing each other.

Without the orders of Katsura and Takasugi, no one dared to make a move first.

Then, everyone found that a car slowly flew over and slowly landed on Kiheitai's boat.

"Don't be so nervous. It's just the takeout I ordered," Kawaki said and then walked straight to the car.

After the door of the car opened, a simple and honest-looking little brother walked out. After looking at these people with unkind expressions, he walked to the trunk and opened it, then began to move the food out.

After a full ten minutes, the little brother emptied the food in the trunk.

Kawaki walked forward, took out a stack of notes from his pocket, handed them to the little brother, and said thank you with a smile.

"Ah, no need to thank me." After receiving the money, the little brother hurriedly opened the car door and got in.

He stepped on the accelerator and slipped away without looking back.

...

Everyone looked at Kawaki, Gintoki, Katsura, and Kagura who were eating and drinking in the middle of the open space. They were speechless.

"Hey, senpai, how did it turn out like this..." Matako whispered to Takechi Henpeita.

"Isn't it common sense to replenish your strength before a battle?" Takechi Henpeita replied.

"I don't mean it that way! I mean, shouldn't it be time to go all out now? What's with this strange atmosphere? Why didn't Shinsuke-sama stop it?"

"Aren't you guys eating?" Kawaki raised his head and glanced at the people around him, "I've ordered a lot, don't worry about not having enough to eat."

"No matter how you look at it, this is not the time to eat. Even the location is wrong! We were still fighting before you appeared!" Matako scolded.

"Huh? Fight? Why?" Kawaki asked curiously. At the same time, his hands were not idle. He kept picking up food from the pile of food in front of him and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Even if you don't understand the cause and effect, you should also take a look at the atmosphere! No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a party!" Matako roared.

"This is papaya milk specially made for you. You have to work hard, Hirako!" As he spoke, Kawaki picked up a box of milk and threw it at Matako, "Also, what did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly. Can you say it again?"

"Senpai, can I kill him? Can I?" Matako cursed. She wanted to charge at Kawaki but was stopped by Takechi Henpeita.

"Calm down, Hirako! You don't want this ship to be buried with you, do you?" Takechi Henpeita quickly said.

"Why did you call me that? I'm not feeling good at all!" Matako became even more frantic, "Do you need to check it out? Bastard!"

In an instant, other than Takasugi and Kawaki, all the other men present looked over.

[Please do!]

Elizabeth raised the wooden board.

"Don't worry. If we find out that Kawaki is slandering you after the examination, we will definitely condemn him for you!" Katsura said seriously, but the two lines of nosebleed betrayed Katsura.

"You guys are going too far!" Matako squatted down with a red face and scolded, "Only Shinsuke-sama can check it if you want to check!"

"No, no, no. Didn't I already say that Takaji doesn't like your type?" Kawaki persuaded earnestly.

Gintoki, who was eating a parfait at the side, nodded when he heard this.

"Then what type do you think Shinsuke-sama likes?" As soon as Matako finished speaking, the other Kiheitai members also looked at Kawaki.

"Cough! Cough!" Seeing this, Kawaki stood up, cleared his throat, and prepared to give a long speech.

However, Takasugi did not give Kawaki this chance. He picked up a sword from the ground and threw it at Kawaki's feet, stabbing it into the wooden board next to Kawaki's feet.

"It seems that your Shinsuke-sama doesn't want me to tell you. After all, it is really not good to expose your hobby in front of your subordinates." Kawaki scratched his head and replied with a smile, "Then why don't you give me your email address? I'll secretly send it to you later."

"Is it really okay?" Matako's eyes lit up and she was about to rush to Kawaki. But before she could move, Takasugi threw another sword over and stabbed it in front of Matako.

"Hahaha, looks like this method is not going to work..." Kawaki said with a smile, "But don't worry, I'll write it to you next time."

...

"I'm full." Kawaki patted his stomach and said with a satisfied face.

At this time, the two warships of Katsura's faction in the air returned under the command of Katsura, leaving only a small house-shaped ship parked next to Kiheitai's ship.

"The sea, I really miss it." Kawaki looked at the endless sea and could not help but sigh, "I still remember the last time when the four of us looked at the sea together, it was when we met that idiot Sakamoto."

"Alright, it's time to get down to business." Kawaki said as he looked at Okada, who had stood up again, "Zura, I'll have to trouble you to be the judge."

"It's not Zura, it's Chief Judge Katsura!" Katsura replied. At the same time, he took off his sword and handed it to Kawaki, "Use this. If you treat him as Samurai."

Kawaki thought for a while and finally made up his mind. He threw the umbrella in his hand to Kagura and was ready to take the sword in Katsura's hand.

However, suddenly, Shinpachi was pushed out by Tetsuko beside him.

"Use this one," Shinpachi handed the sword that Tetsuko had given him to Kawaki, "In the face of the sword forged by the brother, perhaps only the sword forged by the sister can compete with it."

"Although I don't understand what you mean, thank you." With that, Kawaki took the sword from Shinpachi.

However, when Kawaki untied the cloth that wrapped the sword, he could not laugh anymore, "What's the matter with this lump of poop on the hilt?"

"That's not poop! It's a coiled dragon!" Tetsuko couldn't help but retort.

"Uh... As long as you're happy." Kawaki could only say this. He turned to look at Okada, who couldn't wait any longer, and said, "I'm ready."

In an instant, everyone sensibly took two steps back, leaving a space for the two of them.

Kawaki and Okada stood opposite each other, while Katsura stood in the middle of the two as the referee.

Tetsuko clenched her hands and looked nervously at the two people in the open space, and then looked at Tetsuya, who stood at the top of the house-shaped ship.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a chance one day!" Okada's voice sounded, "I can fight with you with my own hands under the condition that you are holding a sword."

After saying that, countless mechanical tentacles drilled out of Okada's body and tightly wrapped around him, forming a thick layer of armor on his body.

"I really don't feel bored no matter how many times I look at him. This man actually used Benizakura to this extent." Tetsuya looked at Okada below and said almost intoxicated.

"After all, I don't want to disappoint my [fans] all the time. Also, your will is strong enough." Kawaki replied. However, Kawaki still stood there steadily. He did not make any posture. He reminded again, "My sword technique is a self-created sword technique. It is different from the one in the dojo. Other than me, no one else can use it. So, you have to be careful."

"That is really too lucky. A sword technique that is only used by one person. I didn't expect that I would be able to see it. Then let me remind you a little. I am best at sword draw. Killing with one blow is my forte. So, you have to be careful." As he spoke, Okada got into a position.

"Then, begin!" After Katsura shouted and quickly retreated.

Okada rushed toward Kawaki at an extremely fast speed, while Kawaki still stood there without moving. He still had that smiling face.